~5 months pregnant~
Ever since Carolyn and Klaus kissed, they'd been avoiding each other, or at the very least, small pleasantries. They would sit on opposite sides of the room, the table, you name it. It wasn't until the traditional meal they had every 2 weeks that the tension eventually exploded. Carolyn was sat on the opposite side of the table, next to Rebekah and Kol, while Klaus was sat with Hayley and Elijah at his side. Carolyn pushed her food around her plate with her fork, not hungry for Cod. Carolyn caught Rebekah exchanging looks with Hayley and Elijah, who in turn either looked at Carolyn or Klaus, who was oblivious to the looks being thrown his way. Carolyn's eyes darted around the table, flickering around the Mikaelson siblings, as she waited for someone to break the silence. Slamming her hands down on the table, Rebekah groaned. "When are you two gonna speak again!? It's torture for us lot, and I've been tortured before!" Klaus didn't respond, neither did Carolyn. Sighing, Elijah butted in, "Yes, it would seem that whatever happened all those weeks ago has... fractured, your relationship." Carolyn could see Klaus steadily getting more angered. "Nothing has happened, Elijah," Carolyn said, her voice hard. Elijah nodded, not believing her. "Hmmm," He said, dubious.
Klaus snapped.
He slammed his hands on the table, pushing his chair over with the force of him standing up. "You would be wise to keep your mouth shut, brother," Klaus sneered before sending an empty gaze at Carolyn.
He stormed off, leaving the room in stony silence.
/
As she was sat in her room, contemplating her life, Carolyn had an idea. Grabbing her phone out of her pocket, she looked for trains back to Ohio. She scrolled through the times and found one suitable enough for her to sneak out. Carolyn booked it for the 2:16 train in the morning, when, hopefully, all the vampires were asleep, leaving her to escape back to her home town. She waited until Klaus, Elijah and Kol had left for their nightly feed before she packed her stuff... which wasn't much, except a few tops which she stole from the old wardrobe and the jeans that didn't fit her but were the last resort. Before she zipped up her bag (that she found under the bed) she had a thought. I should probably write a letter saying where I've gone.
Carolyn sat down at the desk near the bottom of her room and grabbed a pen. She found a piece of scrap paper hidden a drawer.
To whoever reads this
I want to begin by saying how much I love you all, in your own little ways. I want you to know that I'm not leaving because I don't like it here, I'm leaving because I miss my old life, my old friends... I want my daughter to grow up with a normal childhood, just like I had. I'm guessing you are all gonna read this, so I'll write down my loves.
Klaus - I'm so grateful you let me live here and that treated me as one of your own.
Hayley - I love that you were my first friend here: I'll never forget that. I love you so much and I'll never forget you.
Rebekah - I'm gonna miss our talks about how annoying your brothers are. I just wanted to say thank you... and I hope to see you again someday.
Carolyn, xx
Wiping her eyes and folding the letter up, Carolyn sighed. She picked up her bag and placed the letter on the bed. She looked at the time and saw it read 1:30. With a heavy heart, Carolyn called an Uber. The Uber arrived at 1:45 which left Carolyn just under 20 minutes to get to the station and grab a drink on the way.
Creeping down the stairs, Carolyn took small quiet breaths as not to wake anyone up. Just as she reached the door, someone clicked the light on upstairs. Carolyn froze and waited. A door shut and Carolyn let out a large exhale. She crept towards the door handle with bated breath.
Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she was slammed against the doorframe. She gagged as someone pressed their arm against her throat. Carolyn clawed at the hand pinning her to the wall with desperation. She stared into the furious green eyes of Klaus. "Klaus?" She gagged out, her voice coming out empty. Klaus breathed heavily, not weakening his grip. "Help!" Carolyn tried to shout. All that came out was a breathy whisper.
Suddenly, someone yelled, "GET OFF HER!" A brown blur shot down the stairs and tackled Klaus off Carolyn, leaving her to fall to the ground as she massaged her throat, trying to get air in.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and saw it was Rebekah. Rebekah helped Carolyn up and rubbed her arms as they watched the fight.
Hayley was savaging Klaus as he desperately tried to stop her brutal attacks. Two more blurs flew down the stairs, separating the two parents. Elijah grabbed Hayley, while Kol grabbed Klaus.
"Would someone care to explain what is happening?" Elijah asked, his voice strained from holding Hayley. "I don't know, I came downstairs to see Hayley savaging Nik," Rebekah supplied, looking you over. "You ok?" She whispered. "Yeah... I think so," Carolyn responded unsurely. "Niklaus, what happened?" Elijah asked, releasing Hayley now she'd stopped struggling. "She was trying to run away," Klaus whispered.
Elijah glanced over and saw Carolyn glare at the ground, "It's not like it's your place to stop me," The group looked at Klaus for his reaction but he just glared at Carolyn, "Until I know this... offspring of yours isn't a vampire, you will stay here!" Carolyn spluttered, "You can't keep me here, Klaus! I'm allowed to live my own life!" All Klaus did was stare at you like you were some sort of rodent. "Not while that is in you," he hissed before he wriggled out of Elijah's grip and stormed off.
/
3 days passed since then and the tension didn't get any better.
There were clear teams: Hayley was with Carolyn while Kol was with Klaus. Elijah and Rebekah chose to remain neutral and tried to disperse the tension whenever they could. Carolyn loved the library they had on the top floor and quite frequently spent time there to get away from the others. What Carolyn didn't know, was that during the night, Klaus went there.
One morning, she went up to the library to grab a book for her to obsess over for a while. The instant she was in the room, the door slammed shut with a click. Carolyn banged on the door, shouting for help.
"You two won't be allowed out until you are speaking again," Rebekah spoke from outside. "We are speaking! Just not nicely!" Carolyn argued. "Exactly. Speak at least civilly... then we'll see about you leaving." Carolyn sputtered. "And don't worry, I will drop by with a jug of water in about 10 minutes and some food every 2 hours." The sound of retreating footsteps made Carolyn feel worse. Carolyn grumbled as she made her way over to the plush armchair and began to read.
It only took her 3 hours to realise that Klaus was in there as well. Staying in an angry and brooding silence, she continued to ignore him. Out of the corner of her eye, she could sometimes see him staring at her... but then he would look away just as quickly. Elijah came by with a few blood bags for Klaus and some stew and a cup of tea for Carolyn. A note slide under the door after the food was deposited. Klaus, too busy with the blood, didn't notice. Carolyn bent down to pick it up and read it.
Seeing as you two still aren't speaking, and yes, we can hear, you will be staying the night if necessary. The long sofa in the corner pulls out into a double for Carolyn and the shorter sofa pulls out for Nik. Have fun will check in the morning.
Becks.
Carolyn growled under her breath, knowing she could be heard. She dropped the letter on the floor and began to eat her stew, blanking the hybrid once more.
/
Night came pretty quickly and Carolyn soon began to feel tired... and slightly guilty. She pulled out the bed and looked around for some bedsheets, sighing when she found some under the sofa. Carolyn set up her bed and took off her leggings and bra, leaving her in her loose top and pants (which were left on for obvious reasons)
Sitting on her bed, Carolyn sighed deeply.
"Why did you stop me?" She asked. Klaus stopped pacing and faced her, "What?" He asked, bored. "Why were you so... aggressive... when you stopped me from leaving?" She asked, her voice slightly hurt. Klaus' anger faded from his face... before it came back. "Because I did," was his clever response. Carolyn rolled her eyes, "At least try to be mature about this." When she received no answer, she sighed. "Whatever then. I'm going to bed, try to be quiet."
Laying in bed, Carolyn tried to think of ways she could go to sleep quicker. Suddenly, she felt a warm presence near her body. Carolyn pretended to stay asleep while she waited. A warm hand reached out to caress her face. "You're the only one who understands me," Klaus whispered. He turned his back on Carolyn.
Carolyn sat up and watched the hybrids back heave for breaths. "I just want my daughter to have a normal childhood... unlike me." She whispered. Klaus bitterly laughed. "She's not though, is she? She's a supernatural being which is a guaranteed one-way ticket to hell," Carolyn sighed. "I wasn't going to leave forever, Klaus." She said firmly but quietly. Klaus turned around, "and what about me? huh? You were just gonna go without saying anything," Carolyn felt her eyes water up at the raw emotion in his voice. She crawled over for a hug.
The second her arms made contact, her daughter began kicking like crazy. It was as if she was reaching out for Klaus. "It seems that she likes you, Klaus." Carolyn smiled. Klaus accepted her hug and put a hand on her bump... but pulled it away, hesitantly, "you don't mind that I do this? I couldn't with Hayley... she was a bit preoccupied." Carolyn smiled softly, "Of course I don't mind," The two sat in silence for a while.
"When they come to check on us, no doubt in a few minutes, we need to act like we still aren't talking... I want to spend the whole of tomorrow with you, Carolyn... and if we still aren't talking, chances are they'll go out for the day." Hearing the slight desperation in the normally composed hybrid, Carolyn nodded. "Yeah, ok,"
Watching Klaus go to his own bed and feeling like 100 tones had been lifted, Carolyn let out a happy sigh.
Things were getting back on track.
