A/N: Right, so this is a short one, but it's kind of getting the ball rolling on what comes next. You can think of these first eight chapters as part 1 of 3.

Hope you enjoy it!

"What the hell?" Hayley muttered, and Caroline narrowed her eyes at the road ahead of them.

Seeing as the road was blocked, by cars and people, Hayley had no choice but to slow down and pull the car over at the side of the road. The two of them looked at each other before they got out of the car and as they did, one of the figures, the leader if Caroline had to guess, started moving their way.

"Stay here, let me deal with this." Hayley murmured just low enough for only Caroline to hear, and she wanted to object, to point out that between the two of them, in their current situation, Caroline was better equipped at handling any threat. Still, before Caroline had the chance to point out any of that, Hayley's suggestion was made moot as the resounding sound of wolves howling pierced the quickly falling night.

The tall male that Caroline had pegged as the leader had almost reached them, and he stopped just few feet short of the car, his eyes trained on Caroline. There was something unnerving about the way he was looking at her, as if he knew her.

Growing impatient with the heavy silence, she sighed and pushed away from the car as her arms dropped to her side.

"Can I help you?"

"Anna was right," he muttered, cocking his head to the side, still studying her in that same intense way that reminded her an awful lot of the man she'd spent a great deal of time and effort running from.

Shaking her head, she glanced at Hayley who was studying the male with interest.

"I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about." She told him and he nodded before his eyes shifted to Hayley, then back to her, before he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. The people standing by the cars folded into them, just as wolves stepped out of the woods surrounding them, and Caroline had to admit she was impressed.

She didn't know a whole lot about wolves, other than what she'd experienced with Jules and her awful pack of mutts, but this seemed different.

"Sorry for the dramatics, we had to be sure. I'm Jonas, and we've waited a long time for you."

Caroline blinked as she slowly took in the wolves, then moved her eyes to the cars and then finally back to Jonas.

"Me? Why?"

"I'll be happy to tell you, just not here. Follow me, I'll introduce you to the pack, and tell you everything you want to know."

Well, Caroline thought, she'd come here looking for answers and finally she was getting somewhere. Throwing a quick look at a nodding Hayley, Caroline looked back at the dark haired male and nodded.

"Okay," maybe it was stupid, and maybe it was a trap of some kind, but if this was one of Klaus's enemies and they planned to use her against him, well... at least she knew he'd come for her. Or, at least she hoped he would.

Jonas Svensen slid into his car and looked at the woman sitting in the front passenger seat.

"So?" she asked, her excited anticipation infectious, and he smiled slowly.

"Call Adrian, tell him she's come home, and have him send a message to our friends in the south. If she's home, it means he won't be far behind her, and we need a meet to plan for what's to come."

Johanna smiled huge, dug her phone out of her purse and quickly called their friend.

"I'm on it." She declared.

Kol had spent days in Agnes cabin, looking through his mother's grimoire, and when he wasn't doing that, he'd spent his time getting to know his extended family.

He'd also had occasion to get in touch with his family, and had shared nearly everything he'd discovered with Elijah, the only one of his siblings he trusted with the entire truth of what he'd discovered. He wondered how much Elijah would share with Nik and Rebekah, but the one thing Kol hadn't shared was the location of the community he'd discovered, mostly because he feared Nik would come looking for them.

Agnes had been very gracious in offering both accomodation and information, and she'd even aquired him a fridge of bloodbags to quelch his hunger, though he suspected this was mostly so he wouldn't target any of the population on their small island. It seemed to him, that the last thing they wanted, was suspicious activities and a bunch of dead or missing locals to explain away as "animal attacks".

"I wish you would have told me why you really came," he looked up from Agnes's kitchen table, where he was sitting with his mother's grimoire, and frowned at the witch.

"Sorry?"

She folded into the seat across from him, and sighed as she glanced at the grimoire and then back at him.

"We just got a call from a pack up north, the only other pack in Norway. Powerful wolves, we have an alliance with them. A female just showed up in their territory, vampire and wolf, though mostly just wolf. She was traveling with another wolf, also female, an American. I'm guessing, from the questions you asked during the gathering, she's the real reason why you've come home, Kol."

"Blonde?" he asked, intrigued about this change of circumstance, and very intrigued about this second pack of "powerful wolves".

"One blonde, and one brunette."

"Caroline," he murmured, and knew he had to let his family know that Nik's little hybrid had been located.

"You should have said something, Kol."

"Why?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"You'll find out soon enough." Agnes muttered and sighed.

"I need you to call your brother and get him here. We're meeting the northern wolves in three days, he has that long to get here."

"I'll call him," Kol promised and Agnes nodded.

He spent another hour going through the grimoire and thinking about what was happening before he called home.

"Elijah? I need you to speak to Nik, it's important. Yes, I've found Caroline, she's here, in Norway. He has three days to get here. I don't know, but that's what I've been told. Yes, Elijah, three days. Right, see you then."

Knowing he had three days to discover everything he could, Kol took a deep breath and considered the past four months, and whatever it meant for their collective future.

Hayley was a werewolf from a powerful pack, and long before she activated her curse, she'd been living among her own kind. She'd been around other packs than her own, and she recognized a powerful pack when faced with one.

But this pack... It was more powerful than any she'd ever come across in the past.

For starters, they clearly weren't bound by the moon. She didn't know if Caroline had realized it, but the wolves who'd stepped out of the trees were werewolves as well, and the full moon had passed.

There was something else about them as well, something ancient, and foreboding almost.

The story about the werewolf packs in North America was a tale of terror, about a young witch cursing her family before she died, after they conspired to kill her because she grew too powerhungry, became too dangerous.

No, these wolves, there powers came from something else, something much older and far more powerful. She didn't know how she knew that, but it felt like the knowledge was branded on her soul, almost like a warning.

They'd followed Jonas and his pack about ten minutes down the highway before he took a left turn down a mostly hidden sideroad, the greenery growing thicker and thicker the further along the road they went.

When the Norwegian wolf finally stopped, they were well within a heavy looming forest. The tops of the trees were so dense and close together that nearly none of the light from the moon or stars seeped through, and it was only because of her superior nightvision that she was able to see they'd parked in a field with roughly two dozen small cabins surrounding it.

"I don't like this," she told the hybrid sitting next to her, and glanced over at Caroline as she switched off the ignition.

"You think it's a trap, don't you?" The blonde asked, and Hayley threw a look at the many men and women who had gathered around Jonas's car, all of them with their eyes on Hayley and Caroline. Okay, mostly Caroline.

"I don't know, maybe."

"We don't have to get out of the car, we could turn around and go back the way we came. Continue moving down the country, or head home."

"Is that what you want?" Hayley asked her new friend and Caroline sighed.

"I want answers, and I'm not gonna find them in Mystic Falls. I also want to know why I'm suddenly not dependent on blood anymore, and why Klaus is fixated on me."

"Right, so you want to stay." Hayley boiled it down, and Caroline nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, but we don't let our guard down. We have no idea what they want from you, and it's obvious they want something. We'll just... hear them out, and take it from there."

"That sounds like a plan," Caroline nodded, but it was clear to the both of them that this wasn't a situation they were comfortable with.

Jonas watched the two women talking in the car, knew they were debating the wisdom of coming with them. He could tell the American wolf was suspicious of them, and with good reason.

It had been centuries since a Scandinavian wolf crossed paths with one from North America, and there was no love lost between them. Two centuries ago, a newly established pack of North American wolves, having broken out of their own packs to form one of their own, had come to Scandinavia to claim themselves a territory. At the time, this pack had been unaware that Scandinavia as a whole was already claimed by five other packs, but even when they discovered this, the North American wolves refused to give up on their pursuit to claim land for themselves.

The entire affair had ended in a brutal war where the North American pack had been entirely wiped out, and while it was doubtful the American wolf even knew of this, it was possible she sensed the spirits of those perished wolves in the surrounding area.

Jonas had no intention of harming either of the women, but should the American wolf pose a threat, he would use lethal force to put her down to stop harm from coming to his pack. The blonde however, she was crucial to his packs survival. Or more accurately, the blonde and her mate, was the key to ensuring their future.