Summary: Established Klaroline. They've been living together in New Orleans and "ruling" semi-peacefully since shortly after Caroline's arrival.


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Caroline sat with her legs curled to her side on the sofa with a blanket tossed over her lap as she giggled and watched Bonnie's expressive face through the computer screen as she explained the latest trails she had gone through while helping Davina learn more about her powers.

"I'm telling you Care it's ridiculous! I mean this girl has more power in her than I did when I had the backing of the hundred witches! But can she tap into it? Nooo!" Bonnie's rant ended with a frustrated groan.

Caroline did her best not to let the giggle pass her lips, "You'll get her there Bon, it will just take time."

"I'm just glad you were able to help me talk Marcel into letting her leave New Orleans with me for a while. Those stupid witches there." Bonnie snorted, "I get that they can only practice ancestral magic but my God! They were holding this girl back! Just because they have to practice that way it shouldn't mean she should have to be so restricted."

Caroline could see just how much this was affecting her friend and she understood all the reasons behind it, "Bonnie." She started softly, "You will do fine. You'll take this girl under your wings and help her in so many amazing ways." She smiled gently, "You will give her what you never had Bon, a mentor and a friend that completely understands what it means to be a witch."

"I hope so. No one should be left alone like I was."

"I may not be psychic but I see great things for this girl's future and that is all because of you Bonnie Bennett." Caroline's head popped up and looked towards the doorway as she heard the door open then slam close. She could faintly make out Klaus's mutterings under his breath.

"Stupid blasted witches and their damn herbs."

Her mouth dropped open and she cocked an eyebrow as she looked to Bonnie in the screen who had stopped talking as she tried to listen in.

"Is the Mega Lord having trouble?" Bonnie chuckled.

Caroline waved her hand and shushed her as Klaus came into view looking rumpled as he wrestled with his jacket.

"Klaus?" She gasped lowly at the sight of his slightly pale face and the dark circles under his eyes, "Is everything alright?"

"No one was killed if that's what you are implying. Yet anyways." He growled as he continued to struggle with his jacket before finally removing it and throwing it over the back of a chair, "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to wash this stench off." He turned to walk away before facing her once more, pointing a slightly shaking arm towards his jacket, "Feel free to burn that while I'm gone."

Caroline drew back in surprise but before she could open her mouth to reply he had stormed out of the room and up the stairs, slamming their bedroom door behind him.

Her widened blue eyes looked at Bonnie's puzzled face in the screen.

"What the hell was that Care?"

Caroline slumped against the back of the sofa rubbing a hand over her forehead as she picked up her phone off the seat next to her, "I don't know but I'm going to find out."

Hitting the contact for one of the witches in the coven Klaus went to see today she pressed the speakerphone option, only having to wait for two rings before a woman's voice echoed through the room.

"Caroline! Please promise me you will never skip out on a meeting of the factions again!"

Caroline could hear the frustration mixed with an undertone of laughter in the woman's voice, nibbling on her lower lip she looked towards Bonnie and sighed, "What happened?"

"Well as you know our coven leader has been down with the flu," Her voice took on a softer tone, "She thanks you for the care basket you had sent over a few days ago by the way. She is quite taken with those adult coloring books you sent."

"Great! I knew she'd love those. Mandalas are a great way to pass the time when you're sick." Caroline glanced at Bonnie to see her raise an eyebrow at her blatant distraction. Letting out a forlorn sigh she asked, "So what happened today?"

"That Hybrid of yours came in with no respect for who we are or how we do things. First he demanded to speak with our coven leader and when he discovered she was sick he dared to laugh and mock our way of life. The ass actually said that as witches we should have magiced it away. We don't use our magic for personal gain, we never have. Our coven does not believe in such things you know that Caroline." The anger and disgust was heard loud and clearly through the phone.

Caroline groaned in frustration, "He looked a little," She searched for a word to describe just how off and not himself Klaus had looked after he came home. Caroline cringed at the giggle coming through the line as she watched Bonnie perk up through the computer screen.

"Sick?" The witch laughed, "We kept him out with a barrier spell but that didn't stop us from hexing him."

Caroline winced her eyes at Bonnie who was stifling her giggles behind her hand, "Hexed him how exactly?" She asked cautiously.

"He wanted to mock our ways and our, how did he put it? How if our coven leader as so powerful she should rise above petty human ailments?" The woman sounded entirely too proud of herself for Caroline's liking as she continued, "The hex made it so he would understand just how it felt to deal with something as a petty and weak as a human ailment. It should run its course in seven to ten days, just as the typical human flu would."

Bonnie began laughing hysterically as Caroline grumbled a goodbye after a few unsuccessful attempts to get them to break the hex. Resting her elbows on her knees she dropped her head onto her hands while thinking that maybe she shouldn't have skipped what was supposed to be an easy meeting for her Skype date with Bonnie or at the very least she should have sent Elijah.

"Oh come on Care, I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad." Bonnie raised her hands in surrender at Caroline's withering glare.

She ran her hands through her hair with a groan, "Ugh! Not that bad? Seriously?! Do you have any idea how long it took me to get him and that coven on semi-civil speaking terms? And now this! God! It's going to take so much more than a simple barrier spell to keep him from killing them when this is all over." She finished with a shout of frustration, her head falling back against the sofa as she tossed her arms into the air.

"I'm sure you'll figure something out Care, you always do."

Rolling her head to the side she gave Bonnie a halfhearted grin, "Thanks Bon." Sighing deeply she sat up straight, "Alright I should go," Her eyes flicked towards the ceiling before looking back at the screen, "check on the patient."

Signing off with Bonnie and after closing her computer Caroline stood, carefully folding the blanket before heading up the stairs. The shower had cut off halfway through her conversation with the witch, she had vaguely thought it was odd that Klaus never came back down the stairs ready to rip off heads, but at least now she understood why. She could only guess at what she would find behind the closed door of their room and as she cracked the door open and took a look she slumped her shoulders with an empathetic sigh.

Klaus lay sprawled across their bed sideways, his hair still damp from the shower, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. And his entire body was covered in goosebumps as he laid there shivering.

As quietly as possible she crept over to the bed, set on moving him so he would be more comfortable and under the covers. The moment she took hold of his legs to shift him, she jumped back in surprise as he knelt on the bed hissing angrily.

"I'll kill those blasted witches!" Klaus growled as he tried, and failed, to lift his body off the bed and knock away Caroline's hands as she tried to keep him still.

"Oh no you won't. Not today, not ever." She cringed at how hot to the touch his skin was and how easily it was for her to manipulate him to lay back onto their bed. "You mister are staying right here in this bed until this passes."

Klaus's feverous and glazed eyes looked up at her near wildly, "And just how long do you reckon that will be Love? I'm the Original Hybrid, they have a few hours at the most before they will pay for this with their lives."

Caroline rolled her eyes with a huff, "Okay Mr. High and Mighty, first off; again no killing and second; this will be more like seven to ten days. Less if you listen to me."

The way his eyes glazed over she could tell she had lost him somewhere in translation.

He lifted his arm weakly, clumsily running his heated fingertips over her cheek with a goofy grin on his face, "My you are a beautiful one aren't you Love? Do I tell you often of your beauty?"

Caroline smiled gently at him as she took his hand and lowered it to his chest, "Yes you do." She giggled lowly at his beam of pride.

"I should paint you. You have a paintable face." Caroline had to once again force him to stay in bed as he went to rise for what she could only surmise to be his art supplies.

"Hey, hey. There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now I need you to listen to me and rest okay?" She spoke with a question but it carried the weight of a demand to which he thankfully responded to with a nod of his head.

Once his eyes had fallen shut, Caroline sagged as she sat carefully on the bed worrying a hand over her face, "And the fever delirium begins." She whispered to herself, looking at his softly snoring form with a tilt of her head, "I wonder if human medicines will work on you?" Deciding it wouldn't hurt to try she sent a quick text off to Ryan, one of the hybrids that she refused to call a minion, asking him to grab some Motrin from the store along with a list of a few other things she knew helped her when she had been human and sick.

Day Two:

The medications did not work.

The witch's hex was a powerful one, not granting Klaus any quarter or relief. He faded in and out of consciousness, sometimes he would see and speak to her in short clipped sentences before falling back asleep while others he would stare straight through her like she wasn't even there.

Caroline spent the whole of the first two days changing the cool damp rag on his forehead, covering and recovering him after he would kick his body free of the blankets and alternating between soothing him and wrestling him back to the bed.

"You must leave Bekah."

His weaken raspy voice pulled her away from her book as she lounged beside him on the bed.

"Please sister, if Father finds you in here he will get the whip and this time he might turn it on you. I am too weak to protect you right now." Klaus's head lulled to the side with his eyes pointed downwards as if he was ashamed, "You know how he demands I heal alone after his beatings."

Tears filled Caroline's eyes at the memory that held Klaus captive in his fevered haze. She slid down the bed and cupped his chin, lifting it to force him to look her in the eyes, "Hey, hey. It's alright. You're okay."

Thankfully he listened to her soothing voice; he offered her a small bashful smile and promptly fell back asleep.

Day Three:

Worried over his fever and delirium she felt a sense of accomplishment when she was able to get him to take small sips of water every now and then. Only that relief wasn't long-lasting when he started to violently dry heave before emptying his stomach of all the water he consumed.

She shivered at the thought of what else could happen if she managed to get some soup in his system. She promptly decided against it, figuring that since he was the Original Hybrid he would be able to manage a few days without nourishment. She didn't even want to think of what it would do to not only their relationship but to his dignity if she had to clean that sort of mess up.

She was fairly sure if that were to happen then as soon as he was well, he would hunt down a white oak stake to do himself in, pending of course that he didn't take her right along with him.

Day Four:

Caroline felt as if they were granted a small reprieve when he was more lucid during the day. Klaus was weak and still slept a lot but during the moments when he was awake he was able to recognize her and hold small conversations. Most of those conversations though consisted of him threatening blood and gore towards the witches that put him in this predicament. Caroline chose to bit her tongue and not argue with him, she knew at the moment it would fall on deaf ears. Besides that, the odds of him remembering half of what he said were slim; because what was it they said about fevers? That when they first came down they would come back twice as fierce?

Day Five and most of Night Four:

Klaus lay shivering on the bed so strongly that it was shaking the headboard. Every time she moved to get up and add more wood to the fireplace or even shifted on the bed he would latch onto her arm, cradling it like a child would his favorite teddy bear.

Which gave her an idea.

With a devious smirk she wrangled her arm loose from his hold and quickly flashed off the bed. Glancing over her shoulder she couldn't help the soft giggle as she took him in.

Klaus was cocooned within the blankets, one arm hanging out across the bed where she had just been, his raspberry lips were pressed into the sweetest little pout she had ever seen on him. One she was sure she would never see again.

Heading over to the curio cabinet he had installed in their room for her to store all of her things that held precious memories for her, she opened the glass door and pulled out her childhood teddy bear.

From the corner of her eye she noticed the fire beginning to die out just as Klaus was overtaken by another fit of violent shivers, his voice cracking and tiny as he whined, "Cold. So cold."

Rushing back over to the bed Caroline was careful not to get too close as she carefully wrapped the teddy bear up into his arm.

Just as she had hoped, Klaus pulled the bear in close to him, burying his nose in its soft fabric and hummed at its scent that was so close to her own before falling back asleep once more.

Caroline breathed a sigh of relief as her weary body sagged in exhaustion. She quickly added more wood to the fireplace, cringing at the loud noises she was make and held her breath when Klaus shifted on the bed. Once she was sure that he was still wrapped up in the arms of the feverish sleep she flashed into the bathroom for a quick, and much needed, shower.

Day Six:

After the violent shivers died down all those lovely aches and pains she remembered from her times as a human and being sick set in. Klaus kicked his legs restlessly on the bed, tossing and turning in an attempt to find a comfortable position.

She hated seeing him so distraught and wished more than anything that if she gave him some of the medicine it would actually help. A sudden idea struck her as she vaguely remembered a time when her Grandmother had been watching her while she had been stuck in bed with the flu. The medicine hadn't worked well with the body aches so her Grandmother had tenderly soothed the aches away by rubbing her legs and back.

Caroline unfolded her body from the chaise lounge, setting her latest book aside with the wayward thought that at least she had been able to catch up on her reading during Klaus's magically induced illness.

She ran a soothing hand over his forehead, thankful to find that the fever had lessened slightly, as she began whispering softly to him.

"Klaus? Sweetie, I need you to roll over onto your stomach."

She was answered with a grunt and a groan as he tried to bat her hand away from him.

"Come on Klaus. All you have to do is roll over; I'll take care of the rest." She huffed when all he did was grunt again. Taking on a firmer tone, "Klaus, roll over. Show me you are bigger than this illness."

His eyes snapped open, leveling her with an irritated look in his reddened eyes to which she just lifted a single eyebrow and waved her hand in a rolling motion. Sneering at her, Klaus huffed and roughly did as he was told.

Though his irritation didn't last long she thought proudly as she began pulling murmurs of praise and sighs of content from him as she set to work gently rubbing the aches out of his tired and strained muscles.

Day Seven:

Caroline shot out of bed with a gasp, looking frantically around her for clues on what happened. She was covered up, her teddy bear next to her on the bed but Klaus was nowhere to be seen. She scrambled out of bed ready to search the house for him thinking he must have wandered off in a fever induced haze when the bathroom door opened revealing a freshly showered and fully dressed Klaus.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She shouted in concern as she rushed over to him taking ahold of his forearm, "Get your hybrid ass back in that bed!"

Klaus chuckled at her frantic worry; cupping her cheek in his palm he offered her reassurance, "Caroline I'm fine. That blasted hex was gone the moment I woke up this morning."

Caroline's eyes searched his face as her hand and wrist ran over his forehead looking for the fever; she felt a weight lift off her when she found it was no longer there.

A bashful smile grew over his lips, his head tilting downwards in an attempt to hide the blush stealing over his cheeks, "I ah, wish to thank you for helping and taking care of me, Love. I may not remember much of the past few days but I do remember you never left my side."

Caroline playfully rolled her eyes, "Well duh! When the person you love is sick you take care of them. That's a no-brainer."

"Still, thank you Caroline. You have the hands of a Goddess that chased the ailment away." Klaus said before placing a soft and tender kiss on her lips. Pulling back he smiled, "Now, why don't you shower and ready yourself for the day, I will return before you are finished and we can go to that little French inspired restaurant you adore so much."

With a final kiss to her forehead he turned and made his way over to their bedroom door.

Shaking herself out of her elated but stunned stupor, Caroline charged after him throwing her arm out across the doorway to stop him, "Where do you think you are going?"

"I'm off to kill me a passel of witches." Klaus declared as he gently brushed her aside and opened the door.

"Oh no you don't!" She said as she took hold of his arm.

He looked down at her hand holding him back and then back up at her with squinting eyes, "Oh really Sweetheart and just why is that?"

"Because if you do I might have to resort to tactics I don't fully agree with but if the shoe fits and all." She said smartly, slowly letting go of his arm when she seen the stunned look cross his face.

Klaus cracked a smile, folding his arms over his chest with a chuckle, "And just what tactics would those be hmm?"

Caroline licked her lips before grinning, "This." With that she pulled her phone from her pocket and turned it to show him the video she had recorded of him while he was sick.

His eyes rounded seconds before he snatched the phone from her hands and immediately deleted the offending video. He handing the phone back to her with a smug smirk, "There. Now you have nothing to blackmail me with."

Caroline scoffed, "Seriously? What do you take me for an amateur?" She smirked at the flicker of dread in his eyes, "You really didn't think that was my only copy did you?"

Klaus sputtered for a few quick moments before settling on feeling offended, "I can't believe you would blackmail me Caroline. Here I thought we were further along in our relationship for such travesties."

"Oh please! You blackmail me all the time!" She widened her eyes at him while waving her hand, "Hello! Does dinner with Marcel and his twitty blonde airhead ring a bell?"

"You agreed to that and you know it." Klaus proclaimed in defense.

"Duh!" She threw her hands into the air, "Only because you bribed me with the promise of a romantic weekend way in Paris."

Klaus waved a finger at her thinking he had caught her with a loophole, "Ah see, I bribed you Caroline. What you are doing is blackmail."

"Do you need a thesaurus Klaus?" She looked at him with all the playfulness gone, "Bribery is another term for blackmail so there." She explained before childishly sticking her tongue out at him.

He drew back in surprise at her blatant display of childish behavior before they both had a smile growing over their faces, each doubling over in laughter.

"So," Klaus sighed with a mocking pout after their laughter calmed, "No killing the witches then?"

"No." She quickly pointed a shaking finger at him, "And no terrorizing them either! Or their families! Or their friends!"

Klaus gritted his teeth at her serious face and waving finger, "Fine." He spat. "That means that video never sees the light of day again. I cannot have my enemies seeing me so weak and pathetic."

"Deal." She agreed with a nod of her head, "I mean come on! I can't have my Mega Overlord Original Hybrid's image shattered by such a sweet and innocent video of him cuddling with my childhood teddy bear while whining for another blanket now can I?" She grinned at his blush before clapping her hands while exclaiming, "Oh! But I can show Bekah."

"Caroline." He growled in warning.

"What? You said enemies and Bekah's your sister not you rival." She grinned cheekily.

"Debatable." He said sternly, feeling a moment of relief when Caroline shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head.

But that relief was short lived.

She flashed from their room, giggle at his shout of her name, "What? It's not like she hasn't seen you sick before!"

Klaus quickly flashed after her, hoping that during his bout of sickness his sister had steered clear of this house and was not home. His body froze and his eyes widened with a gasp of, "No." falling from his lips when he heard Caroline bump into someone on the lower level of their home.

"Caroline! What's with all the running through the house Darling? You know Elijah will throw a hissy fit if he sees you." Kol's chuckling voice drifted through the house and up to Klaus's ear.

"Oh I think he'll give me a pass on this one." Caroline's giggles reached his ears as he flashed into the room. "I have a video you just have to see."

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Yes I know I have a lot of other things to write and I promise I am getting work done for them. This drabble was for my dear friend, delerithmoriwen, she hasn't been feeling too well and wanted a Klaus sick drabble. I hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks so much for reading!