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Klaus entered the house and immediately saw Caroline sitting somberly with her head resting on the wall at the top of the grand staircase. He looked up at her and shook his head, flashing from the foyer to his study for a strong drink.
Caroline had never seen him this angry with her before. Their relationship was not always perfect, they had their fair share of arguments and even a few fights in the past but he had never ignored her like this before. She had lied to him about where she was going and put herself in danger, she was going to have to work for his forgiveness this time.
Caroline slowly stood from the steps letting out a deep breath and walked quietly back to their room. The way he had looked up at her when he came in she knew he needed some time to calm down.
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"Kol and I are leaving." Elijah said as he entered the study. "Mr. Salvatore will be accompanying us."
Klaus did not look up from his place at the bar. He simply nodded and poured himself another drink.
"When?" Klaus asked, he could honestly care less but the unnecessary small talk helped him push Caroline from his thoughts.
"Tonight. They are both preparing as we speak." Elijah answered pouring himself a drink. He stood across from Klaus and watched as his brother slammed down another glass of bourbon.
"I worry for our sister. She is stronger than she realizes. It is time you show her what she is truly capable of." Elijah said coolly as he stared at Klaus.
"Why don't you show her? Take her with you, away from Caroline and I for all I care!" Klaus snapped.
"I just came from Rebekah's chambers and from what I understand it was Caroline's idea to chase after them earlier this evening." Elijah replied calmly as he poured himself another drink.
Klaus simply scoffed "Of course, leave it to Caroline to put herself in danger for absolutely no worthy cause. She is absolutely infuriating!" Klaus growled, slamming back yet another drink.
"Yes, that she is. I do believe that is why you married the girl." Elijah said with a smile. "Tell Caroline we said good bye. We will see you all soon, I am sure."
Klaus simply nodded and raised his glass to his brother. They shared one final drink before Elijah left the room.
Kol and Damon were waiting outside the house already on their horses when he walked outside. With one final look at the house, they rode off into the darkness.
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Caroline could not sleep a wink. She had not slept alone in decades. As she laid there tossing and turning she finally let out a deep growl and sat up, turning on the lantern next to the bed.
With a loud huff she climbed from the bed and walked out into the hallway. She needed to see him, the sooner she apologized the sooner she would be back in his arms.
She found him easily, he was still in his study. His body stretched out across the footstool, sitting on the lavish couch, sketching. He heard her enter the room but did not look up from his work. He simply picked up his glass, taking a big swig and slammed it back down on the side table.
"Klaus, please. Talk to me." She pleaded as she sat next to him and took the sketchbook from his hands. She climbed up onto his lap cupping his face.
He refused to meet her gaze, staring past her face with a hard mask covering his emotions. She leaned in and kissed his jaw up to his ear. "I truly am sorry." She whispered sincerely.
Klaus let out a deep low growl and pushed her back to her side of the couch. He jumped to his feet and glared down at her.
"Do not think you can seduce me into forgiving you, Caroline! Do you honestly believe that I would give in so easily, with nothing more than few kisses." He hissed, his eyes hard and cold as ice.
"Well, I am offering much more than just a few kisses." She teased as seductively, licking her lips and reaching out to tug at his trousers.
Klaus knocked her hand away and looked down at her with something she had never seen in him before, his eyes were now black as coal, hard and cruel, she was honestly not sure why he was this angry.
"What can I do to fix this?" Caroline pleaded. "I only wanted to help Rebekah."
"My sister is not a child. She should have spoken with Kol, he could have helped her." He began pacing the room, choosing not to look at her. He had been drinking the past few hours since he arrived home and it only seemed to enrage him further.
"Do you not realize what all I have given up to be with you? The way the others now look at me? They believe I have grown weak, Caroline!" He yelled still not looking at her. "I will not allow you to go off at such an hour. To force me into protecting you at some vile brothel!"
"Not allow me? You do not own me Klaus. We are married! We are equals! Poor Niklaus, I am sorry to hear that giving up your evil plotting and murderous ways has been to much to bear." She yelled sarcastically. "Forgive me for spending the last century by your side, loving you! Oh, what a terrible woman I must be. I am surprised you do not have me stoned to death, locked away in the dungeon again!" She stood up from the couch screaming as she walked to the doorway to leave.
"Sweetheart, I am an original. Do not dare to forget that!" He threatened, his face twisted with rage.
Caroline turned back to face him, her arms crossed over her chest, her hip cocked to the side and brows raised. "Well then, Mr. big scary original! I hope you enjoy your bed cold!" Caroline snapped as she darted from the room.
Klaus let out a deep sigh of annoyance and threw his body roughly into the couch. He growled loudly as the couch gave out and snapped under his sudden movement.
She would be the death of him, that he was certain of.
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"Rebekah, your brother is a complete idiot!" Caroline yelled as she threw open the door to Rebekah's chamber. "He seriously thinks he can intimidate me? Who the hell does he think…" Caroline stopped rambling as she saw Rebekah on the bed crying.
"Rebekah… I am sorry about Damon. He is just messed up from Katherine. He is not a bad guy, really." Caroline said softly as she sat herself next to Rebekah on the bed.
"He left." Rebekah said wiping her tears away.
"What? When?" Caroline asked surprised.
"Earlier, Elijah and Kol came to see me and told me they were leaving. Elijah handed me this." Rebekah told her as she handed her a piece of parchment.
My Dearest Rebekah,
I am truly sorry for what you saw this evening. I hope someday you can forgive me. I am leaving with your brothers to figure out my place in this new world. I cannot ask you to wait for me but I will be waiting for you.
Forever yours,
Damon
"Rebekah I am sorry but maybe it is for the best. He is still so new to everything. Give him time." Caroline said placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Yes, it is for the best. I am tired of never winning the affections of the man I desire. Never again will I throw my heart away so quickly. He can wait as long as he pleases, I am not his. I am no man's possession nor will I be." Rebekah stated firmly.
Caroline had never seen Rebekah like this before, she thought and then it clicked, yes, she has seen her, this was the Rebekah she knew in the future. Tough, angry, her emotions hidden away. She would no longer be the naïve little girl who wore her heart on her sleeve and as much as it scared Caroline, she knew it was probably for the best. She was tired of seeing her sister hurt so often by pathetic men. She needed a tough outer shell if she was to live forever.
Caroline climbed under the quilt next to Rebekah. They both lied silently as they were consumed with thoughts. No more words were needed as they drifted to sleep.
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The next 2 days passed slower than usual. Klaus and Caroline avoiding each other at all cost. Rebekah had been spending more time with Klaus as he was teaching her new fighting techniques.
Caroline watched with sad eyes, Rebekah was changing, growing but she could only hope the Rebekah she has loved like a sister would forever be under this new layer.
Klaus had been sleeping in his study and Caroline in the guest quarters. Neither wanted to even enter their bedchamber.
It was dinner the third evening when Rebekah had seen enough.
"How long is this going to go on for? Honestly, this is absurd. Caroline is sorry she snuck out and Klaus is sorry for being an idiot. Now can you two go off and do whatever it is you both do up in that chamber of yours?" Rebekah asked, her voice pleading. She hated watching them completely ignore each other.
"I am no longer sorry I went out that night. I am free to go where I please." Caroline replied calmly not looking up from her plate.
She heard Klaus take a deep breath before he began "I am no idiot. It is Caroline who could have gotten herself killed. No wife of mine will be running amuck at such an indecent hour with the scum of the vampire society."
"Is that so? I guess you now consider Kol scum as he seemed to frequent there often." She snapped.
"Yes. It seems that is what I am saying, sweetheart." He told her with a smug look on his face.
"I may be your wife but I will do as I please! I take orders from no one! Especially some self righteous son of a bitch!"
"How dare you speak to me in a such a way! Do not think I will allow such disrespect in my own home!" He yelled standing up, sending his chair flying back and smashing into the wall.
Rebekah quickly grabbed her goblet of wine and flashed from the room with a smile on her face. At least they are speaking, she thought.
"Your home! I was under the impression this was our home. But of course I am just a guest, I assume?" Caroline yelled pushing out her chair roughly and standing across the table, staring directly at him.
"Well, you have been staying in the guest quarters, love." He replied with his brow cocked a smirk dancing on his lips.
"Oh, you are such a dumbass!" She screamed feeling as though she was speaking to the Klaus from her time.
"You drive me absolutely mad!" He growled, his tone low and husky.
Rebekah was in the sitting room when she heard a loud crash. She raced back to the dining room in fear of what had happened when she let out a huff and rolled her yes.
"I expect a new table, immediately." She said and quickly turned to leave. Happy they were past talking and onto the other things they seemed to enjoy.
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Neither Klaus nor Caroline was certain who had made the first move. It happened so quickly, a blur, they were on the table, hiss hand ripping her dress to shreds. Her hands pulling at his trousers, kissing him with a new intensity. She wanted him more than ever before and he felt the same exact way. It was a hunger, a need, their bodies overwhelmed with lust and passion.
Her stockings were ripped away harshly and before she could prepare he thrust into her. Her head fell back, about to hit the oak table, she waited for the pain but it never hit. His hand was there, behind her head, wrapped in her hair. He massaged her breasts as she kissed, licked and nipped at his jaw, his neck, his anything her lips could reach.
She wanted every last piece of him. Klaus could not help but feel completely whole again. Why had he been so stubborn? He loved this woman, he needed her.
She could no longer take his control over her and flipped them over. She ground her hips deeper into him. He pushed himself up and sat with her on his lap. Her body rocking, his length pressed into her deeper than he had ever been before. It was not long until they met their climax.
Her head falling into the nook of his shoulder as she felt the wave of her release overtake her sweaty, throbbing body. He kissed her ear and whispered. "I have been a stubborn fool, love. Forgive me."
"Klaus, it is I that should apologize. I knew you would not want me to follow them. I just did not realize I would be putting myself in danger." She asked her body still recovering.
"I know, I am over it already." He smiled and she couldn't help but remember those exact words coming from his mouth in a different time. It was a different Klaus but still the man she would have one day married.
He laid back and pulled her tightly into his chest. She rested her head and they both enjoyed the silence. It felt good to be back where she belonged. She wanted to forget the whole thing had ever happened but one thing was still eating at her.
"Klaus, do you miss it?" She asked her voice lower than a whisper. She was afraid of what his answer would be, as she already knew he did. She saw the look in his eyes when Kol would tell his many stories of destruction and punishment.
"Miss what, love?" He asked hoping to avoid this conversation.
"Do you miss that life? You lived that way for centuries and when I came along you gave it up, for the most part anyways. I have found your clothes a few times from your trips to the towns. So I can tell by that amount of bloodshed you are still enjoying it. Do you miss being free to kill as you please, when you want?" Caroline asked, her head propped up on his chest.
"Sweetheart, I spent years, killing and torturing. I now enjoy spending my time with you. Yes, I still like a good kill but then again I am a man, love." He teased, reaching down and kissing her nose.
Caroline could tell the conversation was now closed and she was alright with that, for the time being.
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1920
Caroline and Klaus had been living in perfect bliss since the fight that they no longer spoke of. They washed it away, gone but not completely forgotten by Caroline. His words left a mark, as much as she kept it hidden she worried the words he spewed at her were in a small part, his true feelings.
Damon had remained with Kol and Elijah. They had seen Elijah once sometime twice every decade but he always came alone.
The first time he came back to visit, five years later, he handed Rebekah an envelope while he was preparing to leave, it was from Damon.
"He is doing well. He spent the first couple years with Kol but now has been learning more about our kind. He seems to enjoy going out to the towns less frequently." Elijah told her even though she did not ask.
She looked down at the sealed letter in her grasp. Wishing she did not want to know how he was. As much as she tried to forget him, he was always there, tucked deeply away in a small hole in the corner of her heart.
She looked up and nodded at her brother before turning to retreat to her chambers.
"He wanted to come. He did not feel it was fair to you. He is still learning who he is but he has shown no interest in the females Kol brings around." He told her, he never got involved in his siblings love lives but watching Damon sulk around the past few years and now his once perky sister doing the same, he felt compelled to speak up.
"Well, he is free to do as he pleases." She said as she approached the steps behind him. Looking back once more she said quietly "As am I."
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Caroline knocked quietly on Rebekah's door later that evening and was relieved when Rebekah called out for her to enter.
"How are you doing?" Caroline asked concerned Damon not accompanying Elijah on the visit would have upset her.
"He sent a letter." Rebekah said simply. "He says he is doing well. Enjoying traveling and learning what it means to be one of our kind. I am sure Elijah is simply loving having a student." Rebekah let out an awkward laugh.
Caroline smiled as she knew it was probably true. "Did he say anything else?"
"You mean did he pour his heart into this letter? No, he just wanted to tell me how he was doing and the things he had seen through their travels. I am his friend of course he would want to share those things with me." She replied, her face hiding the pain she felt.
She truly was his friend, she always would be. His first letter said he would wait for her yet this showed no sign he still felt the same. She placed the letter in a small box on her side table and stood from the bed.
"I wish to no longer speak of Mr. Salvatore." Rebekah said calmly before leaving the room.
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Over the next few months Rebekah began enjoying the company of the many suitors she began to take up with. She would have a new one every week it seemed. Caroline would watch warily as the men praised her, lavished her with exquisite gifts, anything she could want but it was all received by the new Rebekah. The tough, sarcastic, spoiled little girl. She used them, sex, food and then compelled them to forget her. A few she killed and left the body for the servants to clean up.
Elijah would continue to visit every few years, always alone except for a single envelope addressed to Rebekah. As the decades progressed she found herself waiting for the visits, knowing full well Damon would never accompany Elijah but simply send a letter.
The letters were nothing more than him speaking about his newest travels, the little luxuries he was enjoying and reciting the boring teachings Elijah had a stowed upon him.
Never once did he speak of his feelings for her nor did he mention if he had missed her in any way other than dear friends.
Caroline would watch as Rebekah would take the letter from Elijah each time and disappear for the remainder of the evening. Caroline saw the look in her eyes when she would receive the letters from Damon. She saw the sweet, caring, compassionate Rebekah that she wished she could see more often.
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1920's
They were now living in Chicago. Caroline was happy to be back in the states and as technology was slowly catching on it made her miss her old life even more. She looked forward to going back but the thought not only terrified her it caused her great pain. She would be leaving the man she loved. She could hardly bare the thought they would be spending eighteen years apart, even though she was sure he would never be far from her.
So much could happen, so many things could go wrong. She pushed the thoughts from her mind as they settled into a new brownstone downtown. It was larger than any other in the area but not as lavish as she had grown accustomed to, she completely forgave future Rebekah for being spoiled as she was certainly not that much better. She had everything she could have ever wanted and everything she had never thought to dream of. She had lived a long life and loved every moment of it.
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"I worry about her." Caroline said as Klaus climbed into bed beside her. He ran his hand under the blanket and growled up at her.
"May I ask why you feel the need to wear a nightgown to bed all of a sudden?" He asked confused ignoring her statement. She always slept in the nude. She knew anything she wore once she entered their room would be instantly destroyed.
"First, I want to speak of Rebekah." She told him, pulling his attention back to her face.
"She will be fine. She has grown into a tough young lady." He smiled. He had enjoyed watching his sister learn new ways to defend herself as well as making friends with powerful witches and others he liked to have around.
"She is not happy, you know that." She stated sadly.
"I am aware of my sister's struggles but since she would prefer me to stay out of her personal life, I would like to oblige, love." He replied with a sweet smile on his face. He licked his lips and reached under the blanket and gripped her white cotton nightgown.
"This is covering much more than it should be sweetheart, allow me to fix that." He smirked.
He pulled the blankets away from her body and watched them fall to the floor. He pulled her onto his lap. Her body straddling his and placed his hands above her breast, gripping the fabric tightly.
"You had to of known this new gown would not survive the night." He chuckled.
Caroline remained silent her lips closed tightly, pressed into a thin line.
He pulled at the fabric to rip it open and let her perfect breasts break free but the fabric did not even fray. He cocked a brow at her and tried again, nothing.
He pushed himself further up and noticed as her lips were slowing tugging up on the sides.
"What is this?" He asked slightly annoyed.
"Gloria, she placed a spell on the gown. You have to say the magic words before it can leave my body." She giggled.
"Oh Mrs. Mikaelson, meeting with my witch behind my back. A brave woman you are indeed." He growled.
He threw her off his lap and onto the bed. Kissing her deeply before sliding his tongue down her lips towards her jaw "I love you." He said hoping the magic words would be so easy.
"Nope." She giggled.
His tongue went up to her ear and whispered "You are beautiful."
"Try again."
He let out a deep low growl as his lips moved down her jaw to her neck. "You are the most amazing woman I have ever met."
He looked up to see her shaking her head no.
His hands went down to the bottom of the gown but an invisible barrier blocked his way under.
"This is taking to long, love." He said feeling the need for her growing.
"Well, give it some deep thought." She told him as she sat up and pushed him into the bed. In a flash she was next to him, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling them free from his body. She slowly unbuttoned each button on his crisp white shirt.
"Do you know how yummy you are?" she asked him batting her eyelashes at him in a way that drove him insane with lust.
He was busy thinking of what the magic words could be when he felt her tight grip on him. She stroked him as she kissed up his chest. He began muttering random things in hope of one of them being the correct words but they all ended with her shaking her head.
He was lost in bliss as her hand was stroking faster and her lips were heading south when he felt her mouth cover him. He had been so close before this and now he would not be able to control it.
"Caroline, I am close." He stuttered as her mouth pulled away from him.
She grinned widely and his eyes flew open. With a sinister smirk he had her gown ripped to pieces in less than a second flat. He picked her up into his arms and positioned her in the perfect spot, directly above his throbbing manhood. She crashed her lips to his just as she slammed her body down onto his.
That night and the next two days were spent locked away in their room. She had surprised him with her little game and he had never been more aroused.
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Caroline and Klaus had been at Gloria's enjoying a Saturday night. She adored the twenties more than she had thought she would. It was everything she had imagined and more. She never wanted it to end. She especially loved how gorgeous Klaus looked in his suits. He was always devilishly handsome but something about him here in this time made her crave him in new adventurous ways. She wanted him to make love to her every place they went no matter what they had been doing or who was around.
He would simply compel everyone to leave or for them to not notice. She had to admit having him ravish her in a room full people, with them not even looking at them or noticing was quite thrilling. She never thought she could be so adventurous sexually, but he brought that out in her.
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"Rebekah, I see you decided to join us." Klaus said as Rebekah approached them sitting at the booth at Gloria's.
"Yes, I was growing desperately bored at home." Rebekah sighed annoyed with the turn out of people. She raised her nose and scoped out the room.
"What happened to your friend…Jack, was it?" Klaus asked amused.
"I had my fun and sent him home to his pathetic old wife. He may be a little sore but he'll live." She replied still searching the room for some new man not even looking at Klaus and Caroline.
They did not mind, quickly going back to their impromptu make out session.
Rebekah headed to the bar for a drink. The club was lacking in the men department and it only annoyed her further.
"Hello brother, it's been to long."
Klaus and Caroline looked up and saw Kol staring down at them.
"Kol!" Caroline shouted louder than she had intended as she jumped from the booth and into his arms.
"Hello, darling. I take it you have missed me. I hope my brother has been treating you well the past few decades."
"Of course." She replied as she sat back down next to Klaus and squeezed his hand.
Klaus simply smiled and gave her hand a lingering kiss.
"Hello." Caroline looked up recognizing the voice and gave a sweet smile to the man standing next to Kol, Damon.
"Damon, how have you been?" She asked warmly.
"I have been well. It is a nice surprise finding you both here. Is…?" Damon said but quickly decided not to ask.
"She is at the bar I believe." Caroline replied well aware of what of what he was wondering.
Damon nodded to Klaus who raised his glass at him and turned to head towards the bar.
Klaus looked back at Kol and furrowed his brow.
"I am surprised to see you both here. Were you tracking us?" Klaus asked as he took a drink finishing off the glass and raising a hand for the waiter to bring another round.
"No, it was not you that we were tracking." Kol told them as he slid into the booth next to Caroline and nodded towards the bar.
Klaus and Caroline turned their attention in the direction Kol nodded and were surprised to see Rebekah sitting at the bar, flirty with Stefan of all people.
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The 20's here we go! I am so excited for what I have planned for the next two chapters before we jump to the present. It is going to be full of pain, romance, angst and drama, drama, drama! So hold on tight and get ready for a few new twists.
Next chapters will be heavy Klaroline with a lovely blend of Damon/Rebekah.
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