Klaus watched the witch's house. He could see Caroline and Bonnie through the living room window. He didn't like that she was so exposed. Someone could easily harm her from the street, or across it, like he was. He crouched on the roof of the house across the street, listening in on their conversation. He honestly didn't care about anything that came out of the Bennet witch's mouth, but she was making Caroline talk, and for that he was grateful. He closed his eyes and just listened to her lulling voice.
He'd missed her. He'd missed everything about her. He'd forgotten how she lit up a room just be being in it. As angry as he was with Elijah, his brother was right. Caroline Forbes was special and he couldn't treat her with the same disregard he'd applied to those who came before her. He wouldn't be responsible for dimming her glorious light.
He realized that someone was watching him and he stiffened.
"What are you doing here, Marcel?" He demanded.
Marcel walked across the roof and sat down beside Klaus, looking across the street at Caroline.
"She's a pretty thing, isn't she?" Marcel fished, gently. "Guess someone's a lucky guy.*
He knew Marcel was referring to the individual who had made Caroline pregnant, since he wouldn't ever think that it could be Klaus's. Klaus knew Marcel was trustworthy, but he wasn't in the mood for sharing.
"I guess so." He said flatly.
"So do you have a plan yet?"
"A plan?"
"Yeah a plan, a plan for getting her back." Marcel gave him a look that made it clear that he was well aware that Klaus wasn't done with the pretty blonde who turned up out of the blue.
Klaus smirked, "Who says I want her back?"
Marcel gave him a look, and Klaus felt an ache in his gut even pretending that he didn't still love her.
"What if she's better off without me?" He asked.
Cami hadn't heard from Klaus or Marcel in a few days and that never boded well. When the two of them dropped off the radar it usually involved mass murder. She knew if she was smart, she would have skipped town months ago, but between her professional and romantic interest in the two of them and the fact that her last remaining family member, her uncle, was never going to leave, she couldn't bring herself to pack up and go.
"Can I get a bourbon?"
Cami looked up and saw a handsome young man sitting at the bar, only problem was that he looked about eighteen.
"Can I see some ID?" She countered.
He laughed, "You don't need to see ID."
She raised an eyebrow, "I don't, do I?"
She saw his gaze flick to her vervain bracelet and he frowned. She realized he was a vampire and had tried, and failed, to compel her and she quickly poured him a drink.
"I take it you're older than you look?" She asked, nonchalantly.
"You could say that." He smirked and sipped the bourbon, "A friend of Klaus?"
"Does Klaus have friends?" Cami shrugged, wiping out a glass.
"He has playthings," the deceptively young man shrugged, "for him that's basically the same thing."
She offered him her hand, "I'm Camille."
He took her hand and shook it firmly, "Stefan Salvatore."
Hayley looked back, distracted from her otherwise pleasant walk in the woods and rolled her eyes as she saw Kol following her.
"Seriously?" She said. "What part of back off are you having so much trouble with?"
Kol smirked, "All of it."
His eyes wandered over her appreciatively and she made a disparaging sound in case she hadn't made her opinion of him clear enough already.
"You see," He continued. "You keep telling me to bugger off, darling, but it lacks conviction."
Hayley shook her head in annoyance and continued walking. He used his vamp speed to catch up with her.
"Admit it, wolf girl," He teased flirtatiously, "You like me, just a little bit."
She gave him a reproachful look, "I like you about as much as I liked being forced to change every full moon."
His eyes dance, "Interesting that you chose to compare me to an activity where you were naked"
She gave him a scathing look, but he ignored it.
"You totally want me, darling." He smirked like she'd just proved his point, but she was pretty sure she hadn't.
She used her hybrid strength to slam him up against a tree. She bit her lip seductive and pressed up against.
"You're right." She murmured in his ear. "I totally want you," She ran her hands over his body. "To fuck off."
She pushed away from him and smirked, feeling vindicated, until he started laughing.
"Stick and stones, love."
Elijah stood in the doorway, watching the elderly witch casting locator spells in search of Esther. He had not expected it to work, but he was glad to see that something was being done. He was skeptical of Klaus's intended method of torturing random witches until somebody shared something useful.
"Any luck?"
He looked around and saw Caroline standing behind him, peeking around him at Josephine.
"Nothing so far." He said, looking her over. She looked pale and tired. "You should be resting."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "All I've been doing is resting. I need a rest from resting."
She smirked at him and he smiled softly. He could only imagine how tired she was of being treated like she was made of glass by everyone around her. He was likely one of the worst, but it seemed to annoy her slightly less coming from him. He wondered if it was because she knew how much the twins meant to him, how deeply he hoped they would bring out a side of Klaus that he'd lost touch with centuries ago. Maybe it was because like her, despite all the reasons not to, he still loved Klaus.
Elijah glanced back at Josephine. He didn't foresee anything particularly game changing occurring in the next few hours so he turned his attention back to Caroline.
"What do you say to a tour of the Quarter from one of the people who know it best?"
She smiled a real smile and it lit up her face. Elijah couldn't help but smile back. There was something about her, something about her warmth that melted even his stiffest tendencies. She felt like family, but the kind that he remembered from when he was human before centuries of feuds and bickering warped their connection. He loved her. It was in a purely innocent, platonic way, but he loved her.
"You have no idea how great that sounds." She agreed enthusiastically.
Elijah chuckled, because he had a fairly good idea of exactly how desperate she was to escape the house for a bit. It was better with him, then her foolishly sneaking out because she was desperate for a change of scenery.
"How do beignets sound?"
Caroline looked like she could kiss him out of gratitude, Hayley was forcing Caroline to stick to a pregnancy appropriate diet of whole and boring foods and Elijah was surprised that the hybrid was still alive.
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