Chapter 8

The wedding would be taking place within the next two weeks. Rebekah and Edmund had decided together, that they shall marry three weeks after the family dinner. Esther was saddened, but also overjoyed that Bekah had found her one. Mikael and Finn were happy for them. Elijah had reached across the table to grasp Bekah's hand, a slight smirk on his face. Kol had hidden his sadness and fear behind crude comments that had him being scolded by most everyone at the table. Henrik launched himself at her, holding her tight with a scowl he aimed at Edmund.

Klaus was steaming. The only reason he didn't attack Edmund once he told them over another successful family dinner, was because Caroline had a firm grip on his arm as she sat beside him, her nails embedded deep into his flesh.

Caroline was with Klaus by the falls more then they had before. He would rant and kick at the ground, skip rocks into the water and rest his head on her lap, allowing her to run her fingers through his dirty blond hair, which was reaching past his shoulders.

Klaus relaxed into her arms, though they couldn't stay in their clearing for long. After the news of the wedding reached the village, every women wanted a new dress for the occasion, most of the women went straight to Caroline for such a dress. Though she was pleased with the new business, it left her little time to eat and sleep, let alone relax by the water. But, Rebekah had insisted, offering to deliver several of the finished gowns to the customers, helped ease some of the pressure.

Caroline reclined on the beach, staring up at the clear blue sky. Klaus lay on his back with his head on her stomach, eyes closed as he enjoyed her treatment of his hair. "Why are you not afraid of losing Bekah?"

She glanced down at him briefly. "Should I have reason to fear? She will still be in the village, I can visit her whenever I wish, whenever Edmund is working in the forges I shall be right beside her. It is not as if we will never see her again, I swear we will. You just need to calm yourself."

Klaus turned his head to look up at her. "But she will not be the same."

Caroline furrowed her brow. "What do you mean? Of course she will be the same, that is a silly thing to say."

He shook his head. "No it is not. After the wedding, they will be married, and she will no longer be our little, innocent Bekah, she will be a young woman with a household of her own and then she will have a family. We will all be forgotten."

Caroline could hear the sadness in his tone. "Klaus, it is alright to fear change." she propped herself up on her elbows, looking down at him. "Everyone is afraid of change at some point. And, yes, she will be a woman with a family of her own, but that doesn't mean you will stop being her brother. In fact, I think you get an upgrade." she lay back on the beach, her hands going back o his hair. "You shall be her brother, and also you shall be an uncle to her children."

Klaus groaned. "You spoke kind words and I calmed, now I am uneasy again." he rolled into his front, resting on his elbows. He looked into Carolines face, his hand reached out to brush a blond lock from her forehead. He looked at her for a moment longer, leaning forward he kissed her gently. He broke away a moment later. "How do you always know what to say?"

She smiled and shrugged. "It is a talent I have learned from the older you."

Klaus huffed, resting his head on her shoulder, his face in the crook of her neck. "I must have taught you well." he sighed and nuzzled at the bottom of her jaw.

Her fingers curled around his hair on their own accord. "That is what happens when you live with someone long enough, their personality started rubbing off on you."

Klaus snorted, which sent a puff of warm breath across her neck, sending shivered down her spine. "I doubt I had anything to do with it. You are simply amazing in every way." he placed a gentle kiss the the underside of her chin. His lips skimming over the sensitive skin of her throat. "Caroline?"

She hummed in the back of her throat, eyes closed as they lay for awhile longer.

"Why did you come back?" he was once again on his elbows looking down at her. "If my family wasn't in your town anymore, why did you decide to turn back time?"

Caroline opened her eyes, staring up at him. "To tell you the truth, I didn't want to come here at all. I rather liked being a vampire and I liked the idea of being a vampire with you. But, as every other plan before, Elena came up with it. Bonnie agreed wholeheartedly. If I wasn't the one coming back, it would have been Elena herself, and trust me, you would have hated it." she sighed as she tilted her head back towards the sky. "Elena got it into her head, that if everything went well, her family would still be alive. Bonnie agreed because a vampire turned her mother, so she was thinking of all the people she could save by saving Henrik. I came, because I knew that neither of them were good enough to do this."

Klaus rolled to lay of his back once more, his head on her abdomen, relaxing when her fingers worked through his hair. "What do you think will happen to your friends, now that there are no vampires?"

Caroline liked to think about some of them, while she didn't want to consider others. "Matt would be fine, his sister would still be alive. Though I'm not sure if that's a good thing, or a bad thing. Elena would likely have died once her and her parents ran off Wickery Bridge, no vampire would be there to save her. But then her Aunt Jenna would still be there to take care of Jeremy. Alaric would both be alive and with his wife, Elena's biological mother, Isobel. Tyler's mom and dad would also be alive, Tyler wouldn't be a werewolf. John Gilbert wouldn't have died saving Elena. Katherine would have never been turned, more then likely she fled from Bulgaria and wriggled herself in the heart of a nobleman to take care of her. She would have died before Stefan and Damon were even born. Damon would have a fifty-fifty chance of surviving the war, but if he survived, he would settle down and have his own family, same goes for Stefan."

"You thought all of this through, haven't you?" Klaus had his eyebrows raised, clearly impressed with her vast knowledge of how time would lay out for her friends. "What about your family? Since you are here, does that mean your not there?"

She was already shaking her head. "No, I think my mom would have still had me. I would have remained human, probably would have never left Mystic Falls and had a small family with one of the boys there."

Klaus's jaw clenched, Caroline knew what his jealousy looked like. "Then I am glad you are here, with me, not with those future people."

Caroline giggled quietly, sitting up, she pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. "So am I, Klaus. So am I."

Their moment was cut short when the sound of snapping branches leading towards them, came closer. They both looked up at the same time, Carolines hand went to the dagger she had hidden in her boot. Soon a head of striking blond hair came into view, Caroline relaxed when Rebekah stumbled towards them. "There you two are!" she shouted at them, hesitating once she caught sight of Klaus laying in Carolines lap. "Caroline, come. You must help me with my dress. Not to mention all the other gowns waiting to be finished."

Caroline sighed as the responsibility of the nearing wedding reached her shoulders once again. "I'm coming, Rebekah. Go back home, I shall follow."

Rebekah nodded and turned to leave, sparing them one last look, a smile on her face. Klaus gripped her dress as he groaned. "No. Don't go, just stay here with me."

Caroline smiled and looked down into his eyes, ignoring the pout he was giving her. "I must return before, Bekah enlists the help of Kol to pry us apart."

Klaus shifted until his was on his stomach, his arms wound around her middle tightly. "Then let them try. They shall not win."

Caroline was laughing as she pulled his face from her dress, planting a firm kiss to his lips. As expect, his arms loosened to cradled her face. She slipped away easily, Klaus growled, grumbling under his breath about being unfair and cheating. She watched him slump to the ground before sitting up, giving her mock dirty looks, though a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He caught her wrist, bring her back to his chest, pressing his lips to hers again.

He pulled back, looking her over with a gentle smile. "Come on, lets go before Rebekah comes to fetch you, again." his hand found hers, fingers intertwined as he led them from the falls and back into the village.

Releasing her hand, only to loop her arms through his. She had seen Elijah do the same with Laura, it was a proper way to hold onto a woman without it appearing as if they were closer together then just courting. They separated with a smile when they reached his stall, he got back to work while Caroline continued towards the house and up to her shared room, where Rebekah was pacing furiously.

She spun around when the door opened, her wide eyes narrowed on her. "What took you so long? Caroline, you have plenty of time to be with my brother later, as of right now, you are mine until the wedding."

Caroline whined in the back of her throat. "Why? There is not that much to do, I can have it all done by the end of a few days if need be, I am in no rush. I have organized a few big gatherings a few times before you know." she pulled their supplies from the large trunk at the foot of Bekah's bed, which Mikael had purchased for her not a day ago.

Rebekah climbed onto a chair she had retrieved from the dining room before Caroline joined her. Standing perfectly still as Caroline used a role of measuring tape to get the sizes as close to form fitting as she could. A vision of the dress from the description Rebekah had given to her, though that consisted mostly of 'something to capture his eye' and 'different from everything else she had done.' The bodice tight as if hugged the curve of her waist and the top of her hips, where it flared out to the ground, the train going to follow half a foot behind her. The neck line was modest as if reached the bottom of her collarbone, the sleeves starting at the fall of her shoulders, ending a little passed her elbow. The back was going to dip just enough to see her shoulder blades. The dress was going to be made of a shimmery white fabric, with a white flowered lace overlay. Both fabrics of which she had in her possession.

Caroline already knew which hair style she was going to do with Rebekah's blond locks. An elegant half crown braid. The strips of hair at her temples and over her ears would be braided and wrapped around the back of her head, secured with homemade wooden bobby pins. She was going to weave flowers through the hair, giving it the illusion of a flower crown. She got excited just thinking about the finished product.

Secretly she wondered if she was a bad person for wanting Rebekah to put off the wedding until she was at least twenty. Bekah was almost in her nineteenth season, and already getting married. Somehow that made Caroline feel double her age. Rebekah cleared her throat, knocking Caroline from her thoughts and focusing on preparing the gown.

"Will I look beautiful? Will I stand out from a crowd?" Rebekah asked eagerly.

Caroline shook her head with a sigh. "Do you have such little faith in my skill as a dress maker that you would question me?" Bekah laughed at her expression, shaking her with a smile. "Good, now quiet, I am working."

Rebekah remained silent at her command, a smile on her face as she watched Caroline work. Nimble fingers worked with the materiel's, the sharpest knife in her hand as she followed along the pattern in her head. So into her work, her mind fully on her task, she didn't register when Rebekah left the room to help her mother with dinner until there was a knock at the door an hour later. "Caroline?" it was Bekah. "Food is ready."

"I'll be down in a moment." she called, not wanting to stop while she worked on the most important gown Rebekah will ever wear in her life. The needle and thread moved through her work with a trained and steady hand. The stitches were closely knitted, ensuring the dresses perfection. She had made many gowns for the village woman, but none made her forget her bodily functions like the white wedding one.

Before she knew it, there was another knock at the door, followed by the creaking hinges as it was pushed open. "Caroline? Are you alright? You didn't come down for supper."

Caroline cut the remaining thread from the almost finished dress. She looked over her shoulder, eyebrows raised. "Supper is over?" Caroline looked around herself, finding that night had already fallen. "Oh, sorry. Guess I got carried away."

Rebekah walked further into the room, closing the door behind her. She looked at the work Caroline had accomplished. She watched as Caroline flipped it right side out and held it out for her to see. Rebekah clasped her hands over her mouth, clearly in awe. "It's so beautiful." she breathed out, tears gathered in her eyes.

Caroline smiled at her. "Would you like to try it on?"

Rebekah looked between the her and the dress. "No, no I couldn't. It's not ready, and I don't want to risk harming it"

Caroline nodded in understanding. "I shall be done with it in the the next few days." Caroline folded it, carefully returning it to the truck. Her sewing supplies were set on top of the fine fabric. She closed the trunk as she stood from the ground with a groan.

Rebekah pulled her into a fierce hug before she could say anything. "Thank you, Caroline. This dress will be the most beautiful dress ever. I just know it." Rebekah pulled back with a smile. "Mother saved you some food in the kitchen. Go eat, then get to bed."

Caroline smiled as she walked past her and down the stairs, noting the silents of the house. Finding the plate of food sitting on the kitchen island, she dug into it, realizing she hadn't eaten since breakfast. She looked around the mostly quiet house. She could hear the sound of someone walking down the stairs and towards her. Glancing up, she spotted Kol, who looked serious for once in his semi-long, twenty years of life. "What is the matter, Kol?"

He walked into the room, lifting himself to sit upon the kitchen island. He looked at the wall by her head. "Everything is changing. All around me, things are changing, and that frightens me more then anything."

Caroline watched him closely, speaking gently, as if to a child. "Kol?"

He sniffed as his eyes met hers, his dark eyes glistened with the fear he spoke of. "I don't want everything to change, Caroline."

Caroline set her plate aside, she pulled herself up next to him. Her arm around his shoulders. Though he was older then her, it was a scientific fact that men didn't mentally mature until fatherhood, some argue they didn't mature at all. Caroline held onto the child hiding inside an adult body. "Oh, Kol. You are so much like Klaus." she pulled him to her side as his head lolled onto her shoulder, Caroline smoothed back his unruly hair before resting her cheek against it. "Everything will be fine. All will turn out well in the end."

"How do you know?" he didn't move from the comfort of her sisterly hold.

"Because I do. I can feel it, in my heart, that all will be well." she sighed as they sat in silents for a moment longer. Caroline moved slightly as she reached behind her and grabbed onto a cold bread roll from her plate. Eating as she held him.

Kol looked around the room for a moment before pulling away. "Do you hear that?" he looked around the room some more before turning to look at her as she bit into the bread. He stared at her, with her wide eyes and her mouth full. He snickered, shaking is head, realizing the source of the sound had been her.

"What?" she grumbled. "I'm starving." she took another bit, glaring at him whilst he laughed at her. "Oh, Caroline." he pulled her into another side hug. "What ever shall we do without you?"

She rolled her eyes as she elbowed him in the ribs. "It is a good thing you will never have to find out." her wrinkled her nose once he kissed her forehead. "Alright, alright. Get to bed." he avoided to swatting hand, though not her swinging foot, which hit his backside.

He jumped out of her reach, ran from her and up the stairs, laughing until he shut his bedroom door behind him. Caroline shook her head as she finished her room temperature meal. She cleaned her plate before making the trek to her shared room, keeping quiet to not disturb the bride to be. She changed into her nightgown before climbing into bed, taking a deep breath of the night air, she relaxed.

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Rebekah had refused to look at the dress until the day of her union, putting her total trust in Caroline to make the dress perfect. Caroline finished it along with all the other women from the village. She was making the finishing touches on her own when the sun came up on the day of the wedding. Caroline was putting her supplies away, after waking an hour before the sun to finish. She was quick to throw her back in an elegant braid, which she twisted to sit at the crown of her head, using the four of the ten bobby pins she made, she secured her hair before grabbing her dress.

She constructed it out of a light blue, close to the same color and style of the dress Klaus had gotten her for his family's ball. Though instead of a zipper, there were many buttons, and lace sleeves. Caroline straightened her dress before waking the sleeping Rebekah, who stayed up worrying most of the night. "Bekah, it's time to get up. Your union will be taking place at noon, do you want to be late?"

Rebekah's eyes sprang open. Staring up at Caroline with a look of horror mixed with excitement. "My union. To Edmund. Under the great white oak tree." she sat up, blinking the sleep from her face as she looked Caroline over. "You look beautiful, Caroline." she looked at her in awe.

Caroline smiled. "You haven't even seen what I've done with your dress, you will outshine me easily." Caroline grabbed Rebekah's arms, pulling her from the bed. "Now come! I want to see it on you." she didn't wait for Bekah as she fluttered about, grabbing this and that, fixing her hair before anything else.

Her hands worked through Bekah's blond mane on their own accord, as her thoughts circled around the wedding she had planned. First, the union under the white oak tree in the center of the village. Klaus had constructed an intricate wooden arch, which they would stand under, as the wind blew the white leaves from the tree above them. It was the perfect fairytale wedding. After their vows, there would be a feast until nightfall, which would be when Edmund showed her to her new home. Elijah and Finn had already moved most of her things into the house days ago.

Caroline was pulled from her thoughts when the door to their room opened, Esther walked in, looking from Caroline to Rebekah. "You look beautiful, my dear daughter."

Caroline smiled at them, pulling Bekah into a hug. "I'll see you at the white oak." Rebekah nodded, turning away to face the window to outside, as Caroline retrieved the gown she made, placing it delicately into mama original's hands.

Esther would help prepare Bekah, while Mikael would walk her to the altar, with Esther right behind them. Then they would step back, giving Rebekah to Edmund, and the wedding would commence. Caroline made it to the base of the stairs, looking up to Mikael whom waited there for his only daughter. He nodded at her with a smile. "I am glad me family has met you, Caroline. I am very glad."

Caroline smiled at him, touching his forearm as she walked by. "Try not to cry while giving your daughter top Edmund, it would really put a dampener on the union." her tone didn't repress the joke she made in passing.

Mikael smile nonetheless. "I shall try my best."

Caroline left the house, walking into the village square she spotted Klaus and Elijah, Laura standing beside the older of the two in a light green dress Caroline had crafted. "Good morning." she whispered into Klaus's ear.

He shivered before looked back at her, taking in her appearance with a soft smile. "Caroline, you look lovely, as always."

She shrugged. "Thank you, Klaus." her arm looped through his, holding his tight to her chest. "Rebekah should be arriving shortly."

As she finished speaking, the hushed crowd fell silents. Caroline turned to look, finding Mikael and Rebekah arm in arm, Esther a step behind, walking towards the wooden archway underneath the tree where Edmund waited. A breeze hit and the white leaves fell. Everything in her minds eye, came true for her best friends wedding. "Caroline, that dress is absolutely stunning." Laura whispered from Elijah's opposite side.

Though Laura was right, the dress turned out perfect, but it wasn't the dress that did it. "No, I believe that is just, Rebekah."

As Mikael took Rebekah's hand from his arm, he placed a kiss to her knuckles before letting her hand rest into the open palm of her intended. Edmund hadn't looked at her until their hands touched, his eyes widened cutely at the sight of her.

Looking away from her only when Ayana spoke. "We have all gathered together on this fine day, to unite these two souls together, under the oak, with the blessing of the gods." everyone listened in complete silents, except for the few women who cried. Caroline could understand pieces of what the old witch was saying, she spoke in old Norse, a language that had been dead for a thousand years. Rebekah hadn't remembered most of the language, but she had taught Caroline what she knew. From what she could tell, it was the rest of her blessing.

After a few more moments of old Norse, Edmund replied with. "I do so swear it." Rebekah repeated his statement.

Ayana looked over the villagers, then back to the couple. "The gods approve this match, and with the rings and a kiss, they shall be bound."

Edmund looked into Bekah's eyes when he slid the simple metal ring onto her left ring finger, she did the same. From where she stood, Caroline could practically feel Bekah's nerves in the air. Edmund was slow and gentle as he took her face in his hands, a soft smile of his lips before he allowed them to take hers.

The crowd cheered, Rebekah's face was a bright, flaming red, which Edmund stroked his thumbs. Smiling brightly at her as he took her hand and guided her through the tunnel of villagers. Away from the great white oak, he led them to the tables of food, the feast was to begin and end with the sun. Several men with instruments started to play as Edmund took Rebekah to dance in the clearing in front of the music men. He held her gently as he danced with her to the soft tune.

Everyone watched as the new couple smiled and danced together. Rebekah relaxed into her new husbands. Esther was pulled into the clearing by Mikael, whom cradled her in his arms. Other couples soon joined, Elijah even twirled Laura into the clearing. Caroline looked over as Klaus tugged at her hand, though his face was coloring pink as he pulled her into the dancing crowd. She relaxed into his arms, allowing him to lead in their dance, easily falling into his pattern of steps.

People laughed and drank, though Caroline was proud to notice Edmund refused every drink passed to him. Rebekah followed his lead and refused a drink, both seeming to agree to remain perfectly sober for their wedding night, though Caroline was sure one drink would help ease Bekah from her stiff posture.

Caroline danced with Klaus for a few more jingles, Kol danced with her once, even Finn entertained her. Henrik stole her from Elijah, before Rebekah stole her from the young boy, though it wasn't to dance. Rebekah pulled Caroline into the moving crowd. "Caroline, I'm nervous. The sun sets and I will be going home with Edmund."

Caroline looked confused and understanding at the same time. "Esther did tell you what to expect, yes?"

Rebekah nodded. "Yes, but that doesn't mean I am not afraid of it. Help me! What do I do?"

Caroline pulled Bekah away from the dancers, to the edge of the celebration. "Rebekah listen to me. Everything will be fine. Trust me." she spoke louder, to be heard over the party and over Rebekah's own doubts. "You will just have to trust him, your husband, Edmund. He would never hurt you. And Bekah, trust your instincts, they will not lead you wrong."

Rebekah nodded, watching the party, more specifically, her husband. Edmund was smiling as he watched the people dance, though his eyes never stayed in one place long. He was looking for his new wife. Rebekah took a deep breath, letting it out slowly in a deep sigh, she rolled her shoulders and stretched her neck from side to side. She wriggled her arms and flexed her finger. "Okay, I'm ready to go back to the celebration."

Caroline smiled at the younger teen, her arm wrapped around Rebekah's shoulders as she led her towards the worrying groom. "Drink a cup of wine, just one. It will help ease your frayed nerves." Caroline pulled away when Edmund reached for her. Caroline winked. "Have fun." Rebekah's face flushed red as Edmund pulled her to dance once more.

Caroline looked to the setting sun, and while Edmund took Rebekah home, most of the villagers would stay and eat, drink and be marry. While Caroline planed on bringing Henrik home, let the original parents have a night of fun.

"Are you alright?" Kol came up beside her, looking to the sky with her.

Caroline laughed. "I should be asking you that. You are the one who is having trouble letting Rebekah grow into an adult."

Kol shrugged. "I got over it." they were silent for a moment longer. "By the way, thank you, for last night. I needed someone to listen and you did, so...thanks." he looked around awkwardly, patting her arm before blending back into the crowd.

Caroline shook her head with a found smile. Her new solitude didn't last long as Klaus walked up behind her, arms encircling her waist. "I do not want to see the look Edmund keeps giving my little sister, please distract me."

Caroline let out puffs of breath to hide her laugh at the irony, him asking to be distracted, by her. Instead she started to hum the same song she had sung to Matt, one of the many times they broke-up. Though, just because she was secretly bitter about him dumping her for being a vampire only her him to let Elena drink from him, didn't mean she liked the song any less. Eternal flame. She rocked back and forth, Klaus moving with her as he relaxed against her. "Are you distracted yet?"

Klaus nodded, face burrowing in her neck. "Half distracted, half longing."

She looked down at him the best she could with the way he held her. "Longing? For what?"

Klaus lifted his head, smirking at her as he placed his hand of the back of her head and pulled her close, his lips slanting over hers with the dominance only an alpha could possess. His gentle teasing lasted longer then before, slowly turning into a dance of a fiery passion Caroline had seen him exhibit while painting or carving, even when he spoke of his travels to her in the 21st century. One hand on the back of her head, the other holding her waist, keeping her close. Carolines hands gripped the arm wrapped around her middle, seeming to need the support as her knee's went weak.

"Oh gods!" both of them tore away from the other, faces flushed with color. Rebekah looked between the two of them, her face a pictures of shock and embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I promise. I just wanted to tell, Caroline, the ladies dance is starting."

Klaus allowed Rebekah to pull Caroline away to the dance, which was a dance to entertain the women while the men rested, talked amongst themselves and drank their fill. It was also one of the closing of the ceremony dances, which came close to the end of the celebration. Caroline weaved between the rows of women, all smiling and laughing, having the merriest of time, Rebekah right at her heels. "Are you having fun?" she asked once they hooked elbows and swung around each other.

Caroline only got her answer after changing partners from one woman back to Rebekah. "You were right. One glass of wine eased my nerves. Thank you for the tip."

They separated, again, though this time the men weaved into the dance. Taking a woman's hand and leading her into the next round of dancing. Caroline only turned once her hand was caught and, she too, was pulled into the fray. "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

Caroline looked to the man swinging her around, finding a smiling Kol within her sight. "I am enjoying myself, Kol. As are you." she smiled brightly at him.

He shrugged. "It was fun while it lasted. But it's about to end." they spun again. "I wonder how long it will take before we will be celebrating yours and Klaus's union."

Before Caroline could respond, partners were changed and she was swept away in another mans arms. "Good evening, Caroline."

She looked up, smiling at Elijah, ignoring color in her face when Kol's cheeky comment finally registered in her mind. "Good evening." she was twirled. "Are you doing alright, Elijah?"

He sidestepped and bowed. "I am fine, why do you ask?"

She ducked under his arm to stand behind him, back to back, facing another woman in front of her, they twirled around each other, looping their elbows before prancing back into the arms of their partners. "Kol and Klaus have voiced their concerns and doubts to me. Are you experiencing any you wish to vent?"

Elijah lifted her in the air, his hands at her waist. Setting her on her feet, he took her hand and spun her. "I know what is to come for my little sister, and I am proud of her for taking the first step towards the rest of her life. I have no doubt or unease, I am fine."

Caroline smile, preparing for the partner change. "I am glad to hear it, though I doubt you are telling the whole truth." she was spun to the next man, whom she knew by scent alone.

"I'm sorry I wasn't faster, Kol beat me to the first dance, he ran past me to grab onto you. He pulled you away before I could catch up." they repeated the dance moves Elijah and Kol had led her through just moments before.

Caroline smiled up at him. "It's fine. Kol means well."

"I know he does, but I just wish he wouldn't steal you away from me, he knows it annoys me so." another twirl.

"Then that is probably why he does it, to get a rise out of you. Don't let him, be the bigger man."

"I am the bigger man, that is why you weren't ripped from his arms. Or Elijah's for that matter." he turned his head to watch her from the corner of his eye when she walked behind him to loop her with the woman opposite before returning to him. His hands at her waist as she jumped, Klaus lifting her, half twirling before placing her on the ground. Their eyes never separated.

A few turns later, the sing ended and Mikael was standing, the goblet in his hand was raised, next to the instrument men. Caroline turned to watch, her back pressed against Klaus's chest. "I would like to thank you all, for attending the union of my only daughter, Rebekah." the villagers clapped as they looked to her, the beauty in white amongst the crowd of color. "But, it is getting late so we shall call it a night. Edmund, Rebekah, I toast this last glass of wine," cups were raised with him. "for the gods to smile on this union and bless you both with many children, such as they have blessed me."

He raised his glass before downing it swiftly, taking Esther's hand, leading her away. Klaus groaned and hid his face in the back of Carolines neck. "I really hate, Edmund." he took a deep breath before raising his head to look at the back of his sister as Edmund took her hand, intertwining their fingers and leaving to their new home together.

Caroline laughed once she noticed the glare on his face. "Come on, Klaus. It's time to go home." she had to pull him from his brooding, and tug him through the village to the Mikaelson home.

Looking around the house, she knew the two of them were alone in the living room, so she toed off her 'pinchy shoes' as Rebekah called them, and sank down into one of the soft leather seats, scrubbing her souls against the hard floor. She sighed and relaxing back into the leather, pulling pins from her hair, until it fell in a curly mess around her. Klaus walked further into the room with her, sitting on the other chair across from her. His eyes were gentle as he bent down and took her feet from the floor and into his lap.

Her eyes went from confused to rolling back as his rouge hands squeezed at her foot. Thumbs digging into her aching arch, kneading at her tender heels and massaging her throbbing ankles. "You are, really, good at this." her hands rested on her stomach as she looked at him through her half lidded gaze.

He shrugged. "What can I say, I'm good with my hands." his smirk told of his amusement at her reaction, though his eyes did fall on her hands at her stomach, a gilt to his eye told of a gentle thought that had caught his attention.

"What is on your mind?" she asked gently, at which he shook his head, muttering something about it being unimportant. "Klaus, if there is one thing I know about you, it is that nothing on your mind is ever unimportant. Please, just tell me."

His hands never stopped moving as he though for a moment before speaking, choosing his words carefully. "The way you are sitting. Mother used to sit like that when she was with child. I remember rubbing her belly when Kol and Rebekah with expected." she watched as color bloomed over his face. "And I was just thinking, you would make an amazing mother."

Caroline looked down at her toned flat stomach, her fingers stroked over the fabric of her dress there, glancing up to his pleased expression from under her lashes. "I think fatherhood would suit you well." they shared a brief, excited-for-what-could-be expression before Elijah walked into the house. They both turned and looked to the older brother, whom glanced between them with a smile before he nodded and left the room, glancing back to wink at Klaus before disappearing from sight.

Klaus cleared his throat, still shooting a dirty looks to his brother through the wall. Klaus looked her over once more, seemingly to memorize her, before he gently placed her feet back on the floor to stand. "Good night, Caroline. I shall see you in the morning."

Caroline smiled up at him, closing her eyes when he leaned down to places a soft kiss to her brow. "I'll see you tomorrow." she whispered, watching him retreat, looking back every so often to smile at her. Once he was out of sight, Caroline left the leather chair, climbing the stairs she entered her room, unnerved by the bareness of it. Rebekah was gone, so was all of her belongings.

Carolines good mood diminished once she was reminded of her unwanted solitude. She changed into a simple cream color nightgown she had made, which was longer then necessary, had thin straps and a sweetheart neckline. The gown everyone pictured when they thought of a fantasy novel dress.

She slumped onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling, her hands resting on her stomach. She smiled and glanced down at her abdomen. As a human, she could become a mother. She could have the one thing that was truly taken from her when she was turned. Now it was within reach, now she could have that. With Klaus, her mind whispered. Caroline fell into sweet unconsciousness moments later.

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