Klaroline AU Week Day 7: Troupes Day.

Mates.

Your Wish Is My Command.


.

.

.

Caroline was Klaus's first successful hybrid and, as if by some mysterious stroke of Fate, he discovered that all the hybrids made after her were sired to him where she was not. It led him to search for answers only to find that she was, as he had begun to guess, his Mate. But as Caroline liked to point out, she was not just his; they were each other's Mates. Oh how he enjoyed the blush that stole over her cheeks whenever she would accidentally name them as such.

Throughout all the drama that ensued in the seemingly quiet, but often deadly, town of Mystic Falls, Klaus made it his mission to get to know her just as Caroline made it hers to distract him whenever her little friends needed.

Then came her Graduation.

Klaus had felt confident that the tickets he held in his hands to Rome and the smirk on his face would be enough to entice her to leave with him for the summer.

He was wrong.

Caroline wanted to spend her summer soaking up the sun with her friends and spending her last months at home before heading off to College with her Mother.

College.

The idea of frat parties and dorm rooms made his upper lip curl in disgust. A fact that he could not hide from her when he all but spat out what a ridiculous notion the whole endeavor was. She was a hybrid for Christ sakes. Why in the world she felt the need to play the human was beyond him. A point that he did not realize until he spoke it aloud had angered her beyond belief.

The argument that ensued would forever go down in Mystic Falls' history as the odd occurrence of Nature that uprooted and smashed a good quarter of its State Forrest. He took a liking to personally naming it, Hurricane Caroline.

"Ok so you get a thousand years to roam around doing whatever and whoever you please but me," She had jabbed her finger so hard into her chest that he feared she would draw blood with her sharp pink painted nails. "After only seventeen years on this planet, I have to drop everything and change my plans for my life and that's just supposed to be all hunky-dory?" She had scoffed harshly at him as she folded her arms over her chest shaking her head, "Um no, I don't think so."

He felt a jealous rage at her stress on tasteless point of doing whoever, but besides the fact that he did not wish to argue with her any longer, he had learned enough about her by now to hold back his own anger and truly listen to what she was trying to tell him. Klaus could tell that by forcing her into this he would be doing himself no favors. The more time spent with her, the more he learned about her and he found himself genuinely caring for her. By continuing to push his own thoughts and ideas about how her, their, future should play out, he would be doing nothing but driving her away.

So as much as it pained him, as much as it went against his very nature, he let her go. He let her live her life the way she saw fit.

Though that did not come with certain stipulations.

After hours of shouting, some choice phrases along the lines of him being a self-centered controlling bastard, they reached an agreement that even if it left them both unhappy, the terms were manageable and agreeable.

A twice a month phone call from him to check-in, though he made sure to inform her that she was free to call him whenever she wished. She had scoffed at him at the time, swearing that was never going to happen. His reply to her had carried the undertone of a challenge, "Come on Caroline. Get to know me. I'm willing to go at your pace in this Love; it would be nice if you would meet me in the middle."

She had begrudgingly agreed and in the meantime he hoped to not only raise the number of phone calls, but to entice her into agree to more than the allotted once every three months face to face dinner.

.

.

.

It was nearing the end of Caroline's second year of college. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying her life, even if she would randomly, and really at the most inconvenient times, think of Klaus and get a pang in her chest. She would just brush those moments off and continue with whatever she was doing like it never happened.

Their scheduled meetings and bi-weekly Sunday night phone calls ended up fitting in perfectly with her schedule. She would update him about whatever groups she was leading, or taking over as he liked to say with pride, they would chat about their lives for an hour then hang up. When she started calling him a little more often he never brought it up, but she could almost hear his pleased smirk over the phone. But hey! She needed to vent to someone who understood the trials of training new minions and who better than the Original Evil Overlord himself?

Things had been running so smoothly and Klaus had become such a rock for her over these past two years that she almost felt bad for being so short with him lately. But it was so not her fault! The semester was coming to a close and with all the extra studying for her exams the whole thing just left her moody and easily irritable.

She paused in the courtyard near her dorm as a thought floated through her mind. She was surprised she was even entertaining the idea, yet even more so at the fact that she was going to follow through with it.

She was going to ask Klaus if he would like to take a weekend trip with her. A couple of the girls in her dorm had gone to New York City over Spring Break and ever since she was itching to go herself. She giggled as she wondered just how he would react to her asking him to come along. But that would have to wait; she had just spoke with him last night and now was time to study for her next exam. Caroline continued walking making plans in her mind of just when and how she would ask him.

.

.

.

Something felt off over this past week and her instincts were screaming at her. Telling her to, run! Telling her to, call Klaus! Like a fool she pushed it away thinking it was nothing more than her instincts going haywire during this hectic exam week.

Caroline was walking back from the campus library alone the night it all went wrong.

She heard a march of heavily booted footsteps coming from all around her and before she could even contemplate flashing away they had her.

A group of at least fifteen men dressed in army like fatigues surrounded her; it took her less than a second to realize they were not ordinary men. It took her even shorter to realize they had come prepared for her. Specifically prepared for her being a hybrid, if she could judge by the burn of the vervain and wolfsbane laced chains being wrapped around her, along with the injection of the needles being jabbed through her skin at multiply points.

They called themselves Doctors for some type of weird scientific studies branch called, The Augustine Society. Caroline had been within their so-called tender care for what she knew was over two weeks but less than a month.

She had warned them repeatedly; told them, yelled at them, that they had no clue who they were messing with. That when Klaus came for her, and she knew he would, they would regret the day their parents even thought about having a child.

Some laughed at her.

Others patted her shoulder as she lay weak and strapped to a metal operating table, giving her fake smiles and fake reassurance, "Sure he will Honey."

Caroline quickly found she would rather be messed with by the ones who laughed at her.

At least with them the torture was over sooner rather than the ones with their sickeningly sweet smiles and fake concern. They were the ones she feared coming for her when she came to in her cold dank cell. They were the ones who took a sick sadistic pleasure from the reactions she couldn't hold back.

She would shiver and sob, unable to move from where she had landed when they would toss her in her cell as screams of pain echoed from the rooms above her, down the corridor and to her ears.

She tried to lift her head from the hard concrete floor but after the latest round of torturous experiments she was lucky if she could even lift her finger. She wanted nothing more than to cover her ears to try and block out the sounds. She longed for a peaceful moments rest, but after what she had just endured she knew, even if she managed to fall asleep, her dreams would be fueled with nothing but pain.

They had been trying to get her to shift, she had fought valiantly but finally lost the battle earlier today…or tonight she wasn't too sure.

She laid on the hard cold floor in an oversized ratty t-shirt paired with a pair of baggy athletic shorts that they thankfully placed on her once they were done with their experiments and she shifted back. She scoffed with a ragged breath; yeah, she should be so thankful that they at least preserved her modesty.

Her dull eyes flicked towards her steel cell door, detecting that the screaming seemed to be growing closer, echoing louder than usual in her ears. That was when she took notice that it wasn't the normal screams of pain and suffering that was so typical for this place. They still held the I-wish-I-would-just-die-already quality but the difference was that once the screams stopped there was no labored breathing to follow. All that was heard was a gurgle of a bloody throat and then, nothing.

Heartbeats ceased.

Pounding footsteps could be heard making their way down the staircase that led to the area of the facility that housed the holding cells.

A frantic rustling could be heard from the cell next to hers.

"Gorgeous?"

Caroline weakly turned her head to face his hissing voice, her face scraping the floor as she turned, "Enzo?" her tired voice croaked.

She watched as Enzo pressed his body against the bars of their neighboring cells, yanking and removing the broken bar that he had kept in place so the so-called good doctors wouldn't know that he could move it, just to hold her hand, if only to give her a small comfort. He now gripped the bar tightly in his fist, seemingly ready to take on the world to keep her safe.

"Gorgeous, someone's coming. Something is happening out there. I need you to slide over closer to me." His voice was anxious enough to push her into action. He continued encouraging her with every painful slide she made on the rugged floor. The small sharp rocks mixed in with the concrete gouged her exposed skin with every move. She collapsed a few feet from him feebly throwing her arm out towards him for him to grasp and pull her as close as the bars would allow.

With the last of her strength depleted she looked as Enzo stood looking ready to kill as her cell door crashed open behind her.

"You will not touch her Mate!" She heard Enzo growl, even in his own weakened state.

A scoff was heard echoing through the cell and Caroline felt her eyes well with tears as her lower lip started to tremble at the sound she had only dreamed of hearing. She heard the sound of metal hitting metal before what she assumed to be the bar Enzo was holding clanged against the floor on the other side of her cell.

Arms carefully went around her, pulling her face up into a warm lap. Rough tender hands brushed the sweat and blood matted hair off her face, "Caroline? Love, can you hear me?"

Her eyes fluttered open weakly taking in the face she had wished in her darkest hours would find her, "Klaus." His name was barely above a whisper but if his answering smile was anything to go by she had just handed him the world.

Out of the corner of her blurry vision she saw Enzo sink to the ground beside them in his own cell; relief and awe were clear in his shaking voice, "Klaus? My God Gorgeous you weren't lying! It wasn't just some girlish dream, he really did come."

Klaus narrowed his eyes at the vampire ready to demand just who this man was and why he was calling her pet names but stopped when he felt the dry chapped skin of Caroline's fingers brush shakily against his cheek before falling limply back to her chest. "He's a friend. He helped keep me sane, well as sane as we could be trapped here." Her words were stuttered and clipped with the effort it took her to speak.

Klaus shushed her gently running his hand carefully over her face and hair, "Shh, it's alright Caroline. I'll have the hybrids remove him from his cell along with the others."

Her weak smile of gratitude warmed his tired soul, "Don't kill. Leave them alive. They didn't do anything to belong here."

Klaus bent down to place his lips to her sweat covered forehead, concern rushed through him at the effort it took her to speak, "Shh, worry not. Your wish is my command, My Mate."

With the reassurance that all of the other unfortunate souls that had suffered long before and right along with her would be safe, Caroline slipped into blissful oblivion knowing she was finally safe within the arms of her Mate.

.

.

.

Caroline woke up in a snap, sitting up quickly in her bed in a panic; her breath sawing in and out of her as her eyes frantically scanned the room looking for the doctors who had just had her strapped to the operating table. A watered down voice broke through her panic as she fought against the hands on her shoulders.

"Caroline. Caroline! Shh, it's okay. It's me, you're safe."

Coming to she looked up into Klaus's worried eyes before she scanned the room to find she was in her dorm room. Looking back in his eyes the dam broke and she all but hurled herself into his waiting arms, tears streaming down her face in relief that it was over.

Klaus slowly flipped them around so that his back was against her headboard, cradling her in his arms with her head on his chest and her body between his legs. He surrounded her, encasing her within the safe shield of his body where nothing and no one could touch her.

Her cries eventually died down to soft hiccups. After a few moments of blissful silence she whispered, "I knew you would find me." She tilted her head to look up into his eyes, "How did you find me?"

His hands never stopped their soothing motions over her back, his fingers combing through her long blonde hair, "I was able to use a witch to locate you here, but no matter how hard I tried I could not find you. Something was blocking you until two days ago. Somehow, though I am not clear how, I knew right where you were and I wasted not another second to find you." His eyes burned into her, his voice was choked with emotion, "I was terrified that if I waited I would lose you forever."

Caroline smiled softly at him as she raised her hand to cup the side of his stubble covered face. His eyes closed at her touch, burrowing his face further into it as his hand latched onto hers to hold it firmly against his cheek.

Caroline's breath hitched at the emotions pouring out of him, she had no idea that she meant this much to him. Oh she knew he cared, that he wanted her, that he seen her as his Queen and equal, but she never thought that he could actually…her thoughts caught up with what he had said, "Wait, did you say two days ago?"

Klaus chuckled, "Yes Love, I did. You've been out for two days now."

Caroline panicked, "What about the others? Are they alright?" She narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion at his smug and downright prideful gaze at her.

"All alive and perfectly fine. Well, as fine as can be expected. I had to have the hybrids clear out your dormitory to house them all." At her questioning accusing glare he smiled softly at her, brushing a curl back behind her ear, "They did not want to leave your side. They view you as their savoir."

"But why me? You're the one who charged in and got us all out." Caroline asked him in confusion.

"True." He nodded his head slightly, his proud smile still prominent on his face, "But they knew I was only there for you. It was your plea for me to help them that really set them free. You have a group of loyal followers, My Queen."

She huffed and pushed his shoulder intending to get up but his arms banded tighter around her, his eyes pleading with her, "Please, just…stay. If only for a little while longer."

She could feel his fear and anxiety course through her straight down into her bones. He needed to feel that she was fine, that she was safe and alive inside his arms. What really struck her was just how much she needed it as well. Not saying a word she settled back into his body, laying her head back onto his chest feeling it rise and fall slightly with his content sigh of relief.

Her fingers drew random imaginary patterns on his chest and shoulder before another thought sparked in her. Tilting her head again she looked up into his relaxed face, "You said you couldn't find me until two days ago?"

"That's right Love." His forehead wrinkled as he thought it over, "One minute I was standing right in this very room, combing through every lead I had gathered on your whereabouts and then the next, I knew instantly where you were." He gazed down to her, the question of how and why bleeding through his blue-gray eyes, "Exactly where you were, deep down in my very bones. I have no idea what changed or how it happened."

Caroline inhaled deeply, licking her lips before telling him softly, "I do."

"You do?" His eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Well do tell Love."

"They'd been trying to get me to…to shift. They…they wanted to…to experiment on a shifted wolf." Her breath came out in stilted puffs as her body trembled in leftover fear, she felt his arms wrap tighter around her, giving her the strength to continue, "I fought it off until two days ago."

Klaus smiled tenderly down at her, "I felt your wolf calling out to me. That's what drew me to you."

Caroline smiled shakily at him as she shifted slowly to sit up on the bed next to him, this time with him allowing her to leave his arms. Exhaling deeply she looked at him as she fiddled with her fingers in her lap, "I want to go Home. Will you take me Home?"

Klaus grinned at her, speaking softly, "Of course Caroline. We will get you packed and get you home with your mother…" He stopped as she slowly shook her head.

"No. I mean I want to go Home." She looked into his confused eyes, "I'm tired of fighting this. I have been for a long time now but I was just too stubborn to let go and give this, give us a real shot."

She watched his Adams apple bob as he swallowed. "What are you saying Caroline?" His hopeful whisper brought a shining smile to her beautiful face.

"You are my Home, Klaus. I want to go Home. I'm ready to go Home."

She was suddenly pulled back into his embrace, his shaky growl brushing over her face, "Don't say things you don't mean Caroline. I couldn't take it if you did not truly mean it."

"I mean it Klaus." She whispered to him with a tender smile. "You gave me time for myself, now I want time for us."

His eyes studied hers for a few minutes, finding the surety within their vivid blue gaze his dimples cut his cheeks as he smiled from ear to ear, "Your wish is my command, My Mate." Before crashing his lips to hers in a searing kiss.

.

.

.


Short but hopefully sweet.

This concludes the final day to Klaroline AU Week 2016. I hope you all had as much fun reading as I did writing. Thank you to all the new followers/reviewers as well as the old for sticking with me!

I'll be taking a day or two to read all the other wonderful stories posted this week by all the amazing Klaroline authors out there. Then I will be back with a vengeance with a new chapter for Above All Else as well as the second part to some of the drabbles here.