Hello again! Another quick update, I just had one two days ago so if you think you missed something just read the previous chapter. It also seems like the smuttyness from last chapter went over well so I will continue to incorporate that into the story. I don't plan on making Klaroline's emotional relationship grow at a super fast rate but the physical is a different story. Also, for those guest reviewers that I couldn't answer privately and were worried about a magical baby and Hayley showing up I can assure you they will not be. People either really love or really hate baby stories so I wanted to be upfront encase you were waiting for it. Anyways, enjoy!


There is a foggy sound of street music and human chatter surrounding the crowded walkway of the French Quarter. If you were wanting a quite and uneventful life to grow old in, the Quarter most certainly was not the city for you. Sure there were places off the city boundaries or at the edge of town to retire in but at the heart of the Quarter beat the undead hearts of the most gruesome creatures that walked the earth. A city were vampires could freely flaunt his or her true nature. He turned onto a now secluded street that was damp from a recent rain and still carried a faint scent in the air. Multiple cast iron benches with wooden planks sat in rows back to back in a large concrete opening that were positioned between old brick buildings. Street lamps glowed in the darkness and lite the streets up as if they were made of gold. This was his city.

It was a city he had built from the ground up, quite literally from the ashes of fire that nearly burnt it to the ground. He should have been dead that day that Mikeal was sent upon New Orleans to terrorize and destroy everything that had been accomplished between species. Humans, vampires, and witches lived in somewhat of a agreement, forced agreement, to keep the peace in the city they all held dear. Werewolves were banned to the bayou, cursed to stay in there wolf form except once a month when the full moon struck and any that dared entire the Quarter were killed on site. Witches were no longer given freedom to perform magic or were to be killed on site. Deaths were always made public, a show of force to remind those that opposed what the consequences were. Humans officials that knew of the existence of vampires looked the other way as long as the money rolled in and no locals to New Orleans went missing or showed up floating down the Mississippi.

This was the city he was now forced to share. Marcel sat upon one of the benches and stared off into nowhere in particular. His sire was brought back in town for some unknown reason and has now decided to take up residency in a old plantation house on the edge of town. After a tense few weeks they had come to the agreement to share control of the French Quarter and Marcel would remain where he was in the large compound in the heart of the city. Klaus did not share and Marcel did not share his kingdom, even with his sire. It was only a matter of time before Klaus would get restless and take what he truly thought was his. Marcel had to keep what was rightfully his.


Klaus sat in a antique sitting room, still having the decor of centuries past. It had a expansive fireplace at the wall farthest away with two sofas placed on either side of a wooden carved table and a armchair off to the side. He had just lite the fireplace and sat staring at the flickering flames and was being soothed by the popping wood. It had been a eventful few days or weeks if he was being more honest and needed to clear his mind. Klaus started his time in New Orleans by being called upon by witches of the French Quarter that were being stifled by a vampire in rule named Marcel. The same Marcel that he took as a young slave boy over two hundred years ago and molded him in his own image. He was a son that he could never bore of his own blood but a son none the less. Now his son had everything Klaus ever wanted. His kingdom. His loyalty. His power. Once Klaus fled the city, Marcel was believed to be dead by the Originals and each mourned him in their own way. Imagine the surprise when Klaus heard the name again and all he had stolen from him. Now Klaus had a plan in motion to take it all back, share the power of the city and gain his trust once more before pulling the rug out from under him. It was only a matter of time before the two came to blows since Klaus did not share and Marcel would not share this city.

The next bit of encouraging news came from another familiar face he was once again close with, the Ripper. Stefan Salvatore had contacted him regarding attacks upon himself and his group from Mystic Falls. He had not heard from them in decades and was happy to keep the trend going but Stefan insisted that the Originals would be their next target if they did not act soon. Klaus laughed at the notice of someone trying to take four Originals down "Let them try" was his initial response and still was. That is until the ever proactive Elijah stepped in and welcomed the merry bunch of fools from Mystic Falls to the French Quarter to get full disclosure on the details. Mystic Falls held nothing but disappoint for Klaus and did not want any part of it back in his life. A flash of a blonde memory past in his mind and he could not keep the grin from his typically scowling face. Now that was one memory that he could relive again and again. Klaus was given the to opportunity to see this blonde again but he was not going to. Rebekah had finally made a friend, a true friend in the past thousand years and Klaus knew if he saw Caroline again so soon, he could not be responsible for his actions. Despite what his siblings still thought of him and no matter how many death threats or daggers were tossed between them, they were still family. Kol had even taken a shining to her and went on none stop about a great week he missed in Spain.

"Considering Rebekah is upstairs immobilized and in pain, you are certainly smiling. Do disclose what has brightened your usual sour personality." Elijah spoke from the sitting room doorway with his signature dark suit, tailored to the nines and his hands placed in his suit pants. Rebekah had been subject to a hex that was placed on her a few days earlier by some unknown witch. Marcel was unable to find the source of the witches and his secret weapon could not find the source of the magic. How convenient that was.

"My mood is my own, 'Lijah. And concerning our sickly sister upstairs, just go snap her neck. The pain will miraculously disappear." Klaus smirked as he heard Elijah give his usually head shake with a light sigh as he came to sit across from him on the opposite couch. Elijah sat with grace and unbuttoned his suit jacket.

"Until Rebekah had the hex placed upon her, I never believe the Salvatore's assumption that our family was going to be under attack. This unknown attacker also killed two of the groups human friends as well. Perhaps when they enter the city, they can do some good and have it removed."

"What on earth could they do that the Original family could not?" Klaus scoffed at the audacity of the statement.

"They have a Bennett witch, one of the most potent bloodline of witches that still lingers. From what the youngest Salvatore has updated me on her current status, she now contains the power of a two thousand year old descendant of hers. If anyone has the power to remove the spell, it would be the Bennett witch. We are only waiting for this Caroline acquaintance of Rebekah's to join us and explain why she has brought an attack upon our families. She should be arriving in the city at any moment now and the rest of the group are already on there way to our home."

"Perfect." Klaus deadpanned and moved to the bar to fix himself a glass of Bourbon. He ignored the faint bit of excitement mixed with anger over having Caroline in his presence once more. "As far as those two human boys go, I could care less who or what killed him."

"The humans are not my top priority but our sister is and bringing the attackers to justice. Also finally meeting this Caroline in person since I am the only sibling not to. Kol has explained to me that she has very extraordinary abilities that are unheard of. One can only hope that since she is a friend of Rebekah's that she will be on our side encase we need to retaliate." Elijah was the only Original to have never met Caroline and was honestly surprised his sister had taken a liking to her. Rebekah hated everyone that wasn't family and she detested her family most of the time.

"The girl is not to be underestimated, she is much smarter and stronger than you think." Klaus spoke with admiration. "She will side with Bekah, I can assure you of that. Caroline might have been companions once with those from Mystic Falls but that is now over."

"Forgive me Niklaus but you speak as if you know her personally? How often have you met the girl." Elijah was curious of the tone in his brother voice when he spoke of Caroline. A fondness he has not heard his brother use in centuries.

"Oh he knows our sweet Caroline very intimately." Kol strolled in the room with his usual carefree attitude, smirking from ear to ear. "It seems as if Nik and Caroline had a bit of a fling before she left Mystic Falls. He still pines till this day for the tasty blonde."

"There is no pining Kol. I have not spoken or met her in nearly three decades so you can shove your assumptions" Klaus spat out.

"Hence the pining .." Kol grinned and dodged Klaus' swing at the back of his head. " Oh come now Nik, I see the way your ears perk up every time Bekah mentions her and their little adventures. Why do you think I went with her the last time they visited. I wanted to see what the fuss was about and I must say, she is a feisty thing. Plus lets not forget you draw her.."

"A few drawings Kol does not make it an infatuation. I have a dozen sketch books with many beautiful women I have bedded over the centuries, she is no different."

"Yes but not their own book, dear brother." Kol stated and went to push his brother further when they heard voices step towards the porch and knock. "Saved by the knock. Let's go see what all the bickering is about."


"I still don't see why we need to help out Original Barbie here. If the roles were reversed, she would laugh and call it a day before helping us." Damon sneered as he walked up to the Mikealson New Orleans mansion along with Elena, Stefan, and Bonnie. It was a massive white two story plantation home with a porch that covered the length of the entire home with talk white pillars. It was very mid 1800 century style and much different from the Mikealson's Mystic Falls home.

"Because Caroline is not answering my calls any longer and the only reason she answered me the last time is because I used a fake number that wasn't really mine. She is apparently friends with Rebekah now, Lord only know how that happened. We help Rebekah, Caroline helps us and we all keep the peace."

"We shouldn't have to keep the peace, Stefan. We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her and alot of things would be different if it wasn't for Caroline." Damon glanced over at Elena and placed a arm around her shoulder. Elena never wanted to be a vampire and had now accepted her fate but that did not mean it was what she would have chosen for herself.

"It's good to see you too Damon. Sounds like you missed me." A very familiar voice floated from behind and the group turned to see Caroline standing with her arms crossed at her chest. Caroline was dressing in a form fitting black skirt that fell to the knee with black leather ankle boots and a black deep v neck shirt. A bit of a dark look compared to what she used to be known for wearing but still perfectly composed. Everything in placed down to the straight hair that was perfectly pushed over one shoulder and the deep red lipstick she wore. She stood a few feet back, still on the sidewalk away from the others. The door opened and the Mikealson brothers joined the group discussion.

"Come on Damon, don't pretend as if I didn't do you the biggest favor of your life by making Elena a vampire. She's yours now, well thanks to a sire bond." Caroline sent Damon her best Miss Mystic Falls smile as the images Caroline picked out Damon's thoughts of his and Elena's relationship.

"Stay out of his head Caroline. What happened to never using those abilities on the people you know. " Elena's voice came out in almost a growl as she stepped towards forward and Caroline couldn't keep the laugh from spilling out.

"That privilege is reserved for those who have done nothing to me. Unfortunately, you guys don't qualify for that category anymore. So .." her voice trailed off as she stepped on the porch and towards the Mikealson siblings. Kol was looking on in a clearly amused state and sent Caroline a head nod which she returned with a smile. Elijah was inspecting Caroline with a hard to read expression on his face and he was the first to speak,

"I'm Elijah Mikealson, I'm sure you have heard of me from my siblings?" Elijah extended his hand and she graciously took it.

"Yes Elijah, the mysterious sibling I have yet to met. Your suit gave you away so I knew it was you from the sidewalk." Caroline smiled genuinely at Elijah which he returned.

"A pleasure to meet you Caroline and please come in. All of you." He turned to escort everyone in, ever the gallant host. She glanced over to Klaus that was once positioned next to his brothers and Caroline could not help but take in his appearance. His style had not changed, dark jeans and dark long sleeve shirt with wavy sandy hair. The small smile that slide on her face mirrored the same look that was now in Klaus' face.

"Hello Klaus."

"Hello Caroline." was all they spoke as she followed along to the sitting room the others were now gathering in. The group positioned themselves around the couches and the fireplace when Caroline noticed a member missing from the group.

"What happened to Rebekah? I figured she would be down here yelling at me for not see here for three years." Caroline asked as she noticed the Mystic Falls group shoot nervous glances at one another.

"We still have not been able to remove the hex that was placed upon her days ago but we are working on it.."

"I'm sorry, a hex? What hex?" Caroline cut Kol off mid sentence.

"A witch placed a hex on Rebekah and she is starting to desiccate, no matter how much blood we give her. She is also having hallucinations as well and we have yet to determine the witch in question. She is upstairs in her room." Kol explained.

"You didn't think to tell me this bit of information?" Caroline glared at Stefan who stood by the fireplace.

"I honestly didn't know how close you two were and if I had known it would have made you get here faster I certainly would have told you. We have been in New Orleans for almost five days now Caroline and you haven't even tried calling me back."

"Because the only thing you would tell me is that Damon Salvatore's life was in danger. Sorry but I need more motivation than your asshole brother's life is in danger."

"All of us were attacked, not just Damon." Bonnie finally speaks up from along side Elena. It has been twenty five years since she has set eyes on Bonnie and she was completely unchanged with time. She must be taking herbs to prolong her lifespan, a trick many powerful witches did.

"I wouldn't waste your breathe, Bonnie. Caroline doesn't care about you or Elena or anyone else for that matter and we don't need her help. We protected ourselves just fine against those hunters that jumped us and we can do it again. Matter of fact, I might just track one down myself so I can let them know where you are and help them rip out your heart."

Damon was practically screaming in her face and had moved just a foot in front of her. In an instant Caroline had a hand on Damon's throat and lifted him in the air with one hand. Stefan flashed to tackle her but she anticipated him coming to his brothers aid and snapped his neck.

"Well this is better than satellite television." Kol laughed as he sat on the sofa and kicked his feet on the table to get more relaxed for the show. Elena flash over to Damon's aid, just out of Caroline's immediate arm reach so she couldn't get her neck snapped.

"Stop Caroline what is the matter with you. You act as if we haven't known each other since grade school and I have made peace with the fact that I am a vampire. It was still completely awful and I don't forgive you for what you did but killing Damon won't bring back your mother. It won't erase what you father has done to you." Elena pleaded. Caroline dropped his body next to where Elena stood and stepped in her direction. Damon coughed and put his body as barrier to hers.

"Well it's a good thing I didn't come back begging for your forgiveness then. I honestly can't remember why I even came here in the first place. I haven't had a hunter attack me in over a year and I was living happily away from the likes of you." Caroline took in the others in the room, dropped her hands to her sides and looked back at Damon's death stare. "You seem to forget who exactly you are talking to. You seem to forget what exactly I am capable of. I'm not that little human girl you can use for your own selfishness and get away with it. You should also thank your lucky stars that I haven't ended you pathetic existence before now. The heart in your chest still beats because of Stefan and for whatever reason I still value his friendship. Don't forget that I can and will kill you the moment you become totally useless to everyone around you. I don't even need to touch you or even be in the same room as you to kill you." Caroline pointed at Damon but stopped as a wicked smile spread across her face. "Maybe I won't kill. Maybe there are far worse things I can do than to kill you."

Damon's hand suddenly flashed and flew into Elena's chest, fingers wrapping around her heart. His eyes went wide instantly and he froze in place to keep from moving. Elena gasped loudly but could not move away since Caroline had both vampires firmly held in place.

"How do you think it would feel to rip out the heart of the love of your life. To stand and stare into the eyes of the person you care about so much and kill them, knowing you could not do a thing to save her. That would be a pretty miserable existence I would imagine."

Caroline suddenly felt the faint prickle of a headache coming on, intensifying slowly. Her eyes shot up to look at Bonnie with a stern look on her face and a hand raised in the air. Elijah and Klaus both tensed, preparing for a fight and Kol sat lazily in his position from the couch. Caroline's eyebrows lifted and she dropped the hold she had over the two vampires, Elena dropping to the ground and Damon stooped to cradle her. Hands went to her hips and she stared back into Bonnie's eyes as she gave her a bring it on look. It felt as if hours went by but it was truly only minutes as Bonnie started to falter slightly under the intense magic she was sending to Caroline and a tiny drop of blood fell from her nose. The headache finally fading away and Caroline let a light sigh fall from her lips. She stepped forward towards Bonnie as she spoke,

"I'm not afraid of a witch that can't control her own powers. You can't even give me a headache without getting a nose bleed. You have the power of a two thousand year old witch running through your body. Have you even used the powers since you earned them or are you just setting candles on fire? I mean you are the most powerful witch that walks this earth and your a Bennett witch on top of that. It's time you start acting like it." Caroline almost scolded her is if she was a mother scolding a child.

"What the hell is going on down here. I'm only almost dead upstairs it wouldn't kill you people to keep quite." Rebekah dragged herself down the stairs and slowly made her way into the sitting room. Caroline's spun to look at the voice of a slightly graying Rebekah in her pajama's. Even in the state of desiccation, her hair was still spot on. "Are you people really here or am I having another hallucination?"

Caroline flashed over and walked her over to the couch next to Kol. Rebekah started her story of how she was out at a bar and was hit with a sudden pain in her veins. The hallucinations starting shortly after and there seemed to be no end in sight.

"No matter how much blood I drink it won't stop more than a hour and I start to grey again. This won't kill me because I am an Original but just extremely painful. Whoever is behind this I will rip their bloody heart out and feed it to them."

"OK now that the therapy session is over, can we get back to why we were dragged here in the first place?" Damon insisted and rolled his eyes once Caroline rose from the couch but was cut off before she could speak.

"I think it is time you leave and take the lot with you. You have already expressed how you don't need Caroline's help and that in return means you don't need ours." Klaus slowly made his way over to Damon from his stance near the fireplace and stopped just inches from his face. "We most certainly don't need you. Don't forget the Ripper on your way out."

Damon curled his lip up in frustration, grabbed Stefan who has yet to recover from his snapped neck and the group left without anymore words. Caroline eyed Klaus sending him a discreet smile and nod which he returned. The small exchanged did not go unnoticed by his siblings, especially Kol who had the widest grin any human being could have on his face. Klaus noticed this and sent Kol a speak and you will be daggered look which in turn only made his grin grow more. The remainder of the evening went in the same fashion, Caroline and Rebekah had went upstairs away from her brothers while Elijah had to keep Klaus from killing Kol for making inappropriate comments that could be heard upstairs. Caroline eventually made her way back downstairs as Rebekah been too exhausted from the pain to keep her eyes open any longer. As she went to walk past the sitting room once more, Klaus was sitting alone and stood as he noticed her at the door.

"Rebekah is finally asleep but I'm not sure how long. She just had few blood bags so that should do her a few hours." she stepped inside the room and walk in front of Klaus just a foot away. "Look I know Elijah is expecting a full biography of my life but I just don't feel up to it tonight. I plan to come by tomorrow and see Rebekah again so maybe then. I suspect your family doesn't exactly do the taking care of each other thing, so she will probably need my help. Maybe I can talk with Bonnie or Stefan to see about getting the hex removed. Stefan sounded like he wanted to help and I'm sure Bonnie would play along if he asked." Klaus only nodded to her statements and Caroline took that as her cue to leave.

"Goodnight Klaus."

"Goodnight Caroline."


Author's Note:

So we met a few new characters this chapter and last and I have one more planned for one of the next few chapters. Not a lot of Klaroline but don't worry there is more to come soon.

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