Couple(s): Klaroline and Kalijah

Genre(s): Romance/Action/Adventure

Author's Note: Awww, you guys are making writing this story one of the highlights of my day and week. I would like to thank everyone who reviewed! You guys do not know how you're support of this story makes my heart melt with happiness! It also helps my ego swell. But whatever! I can't wait to start school this month, so I sadly will have less time to update (not that I updated a lot to begin with).

Now to answer some reviews.

Serenades: Thank you for the website! I am forever grateful! My parents speak French too, but I can't imagine asking my mom to translate certain things for me. That'd be weird.

Guest #1: Klaus isn't enamored he's just fascinated. I mean, what girl walks around with a dagger in her boot?

Guest #2: Thank you! No one has called my work beautiful before so it is truly an honor. Thank for being excited about this fic. I am honestly just as excited as you are because I am just writing this story from the top of my head, so however this story flows. I didn't plan it.

Guest #3: You'll find out if John is working for Elijah in this chapter. You will see some Klaroline interaction in this chapter so you no longer have to hold your breath for it.

So here's the chapter.

Part One: Chapter Three

"Mysteries have their own mysteries, and there are gods above gods. We have ours, they have theirs. That is known as infinity."—Jean Cocteau.

[1492/England]

Katerina loved John. She was sure of it; every time she looked at the ring on her finger she felt so light like if she didn't have all these dresses weighing her down she could float away with the wind and never return. Elation and pride is what she felt when she looked at the ring and when she was with John. She felt as if her life could not get any better than that.

Then, why was it whenever she looked at the ring or John she felt in the back of her head as if this was wrong and she should be terrified. It was such a silly feeling. John would never hurt her; when he told her what he was of course she was scared, but it was still the same man that she fell in love with. That was also another problem, whenever she told him she loved him she didn't feel into it. Like her mouth said the words, but her minds wasn't fully behind the declaration.

Katerina stopped brushing her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Here she was living in a beautiful manor that belonged to her fiancée and she was thinking ungrateful thoughts about how she felt when the words "I love you" came from her lips. Shaking her head Katerina continued to brush her hair.

She loved John. She loved a vampire. And she was going to marry said vampire and then spend eternity with him, because she loved him.

(Then why did those thoughts feel so wrong when they rolled across her mind?)

Carolina loved romance. As a child she would sit in the library and sit and hope that her prince would come with her fairy godmother and whisk her away to a world where there were no more tears or pain. There they would be happy and everyone would accept her despite her being slightly mad. Then she would be queen and have plenty of children that would run the kingdom when she and her husband retire and then she and her love would lie side by side as they died only to be reunited in heaven. It was an odd dream that she had, but it was a dream nonetheless.

At age ten, Carolina learned that dreams like that weren't possible and that things like fairies and unicorns and epic romances were all fake. But now, at age seventeen, watching her friend being courted by a monster she was starting to believe in all those things again.

Carolina had learned what John was by accident.

[1492/John's Manor]

Carolina didn't like Katerina choice of fiancée. The man wasn't all that good looking and he was very stern and punishing. When Katerina accidently spilt some of her tea onto John's carpet, the man went into a rage and fire insult after insult to the poor girl. She cried for days.

This was why Carolina didn't trust men. You give them your heart and they trample on it. Carolina learned that the hard way and she believed that Katerina did too, after the brief affair she had with Darius. However, the girl just didn't seem to learn.

Carolina stalked down the hall silently as she shook her head at her friend's trust in the man. She sighed as she neared closer to her destination; the library. Carolina knew that as soon as night came John would lock himself in the library and never leave till the crack of dawn and she was going to find out why. Everyone refused to tell her, even Katerina who had refused straight away and told her not to worry about it. Sadly, Carolina was a nosy person and just wasn't used to being left out of something.

Gossip and secrets was her specialty anyways.

So when she cracked the door open fury surged through her veins. There sat John, in all his glory, with a girl servant that could be no older than eighteen. The girl was sitting on his lap, hands fisting his shirt as she moaned as John kissed her neck. Without a thought in the word Carolina threw the doors open and begun to tell him off.

"How could you! Katerina is absolutely in love with you! She is giving everything to you despite her how her heart was broken before and you have the audacity to—oh, dear Lord!" Carolina shouted.

During her rant John had turned around to look at her, but he wasn't the John that she was used to seeing. Blood covered his face and the whites of his eyes were red. Blackish-blue vein spread across his cheeks and long, pointed fangs that dripped with blood hung in his mouth. This wasn't the John that she was used to seeing and this certainly wasn't the John that Katerina was going to marry (at least she hoped not).

A horrified cry poured from Carolina's lips as her eyes flickered to the girl, whose head lolled to the side to reveal numerous bite marks all over her neck. Shaking in her boots, Carolina turned as quickly as she could and tried to run away, but was stopped when the doors were closed shut and John stood before her in all his bloody glory.

"W-what are you?" Carolina murmured. John said nothing and just looked into his eyes. She was terrified. She could remember being told by her father that there were things out in the world that were stronger than humans and could easily destroy them. She could remember telling him that he was losing his mind if he believed that those things were real. If only she believed her father.

"You will be quiet. You will not struggle," he commanded and Carolina would have scoffed at his commands if she wasn't so terrified. John's faces changed back into that horrible face that she saw at his study and he sunk his fangs into her neck. Carolina's first reaction was to scream at the pain, but nothing came out of her mouth and it was getting harder to breathe since John's teeth were buried in her windpipe. Gasping for breath Carolina started to struggle, but John grip tightened around her.

Black spots were now decorating Carolina's vision and she couldn't tell if it was because of the blood she was losing or the lack of oxygen. She was just starting to feel faint when John pulled his teeth out of her. "Hmm. Your blood was delicious my dear, but not nearly as good as Katerina's. But don't tell her or anyone that this happened."

Carolina nodded, "I won't tell anyone." John then left her standing in the room weak kneed and wishing for death.

So here Carolina was stuck sitting in the manor of a monster and watching her friend making wedding preparations for that monster.

She did try to tell Carolina that her fiancée was a monster, but whenever she had tried her mouth would close or no words would come out of her mouth.

"Monsters hide behind every corner, 'Lina," her father would say. And now that she had an experience with one of those monsters Carolina could only feel frustrated with what her father had told her. What was the point in knowing that monsters existed if you could fight them off?

Ignorance truly is bliss, was all Carolina could think.

Elijah looked at Trevor who was looking at the ground. Hiding his emotions behind a mask of politeness and calm Elijah stared harder at Trevor, as if he was silently trying to kill the man who sat not even two feet away from him.

"What?"

Trevor flinched involuntarily and took a quick glance at the Original. He knew that the news that he was bringing would not bring him in favor with any of the Originals, but he couldn't keep stalling. There were only so many excuses one could come up with before they started to sound either repetitive or ridiculous.

"John has decided that he no longer wants to give us the doppelgänger, sir," Trevor repeated. He was thanking every deity that he knew that he was dealing the mild tempered Elijah and not the hot tempered Klaus. If he was Trevor would be dead by now.

"And why is that? Does he not know that consequences?" Elijah asked with a tilt of his head. Trevor felt as if he should shrug his shoulders, but knew nothing other than respect would get him out of this meeting alive.

"I-I am sure he does know the consequences sir, but I believe that he does this because he …disregards your position and the threat that you hold." Elijah nodded at his response and Trevor felt proud and slightly sick. He knew the way this conversation was going to end.

"I see. Trevor, I have decided that you have to go get the doppelgänger. You seem to be the only one that I can trust at the moment. Remember bring the doppelgänger back here by Niklaus's birthday or I will have to get her myself." It was a threat all wrapped up in the most polite manner, but the message was clear.

Get the doppelgänger before Klaus's birthday.

Klaus's birthday was in a week.

Trevor may only have a week to live, but look on the bright side. If he did succeed he'd have given the oldest vampire in the world the best birthday present ever.

The air was nice and the people were friendly, but nothing could shake the mood that Rose was in. Ever since her best friend Trevor had gotten them involved with the Originals the feeling of fear and dark anticipation wouldn't leave her. So Rose strolled through the park and tried to forget the horrible things that she was feeling.

Clutching her parasol closer to her Rose watched as children played at their mother's feet, marveling at what she would never have again. Family was never precious to her when she was a human, but now that she knew what she was missing out on she wanted it more than ever. Sure she may not have married someone that she cared about, but at least she would have a child that she could love and call her own.

God, she really needed more feminine companions that she could talk to about this sort of stuff.

"Excuse me miss?" Looking to her left Rose caught sight of a blonde girl, no older than seventeen looking at her. "Miss?"

"Yes, what can I help you with?" Rose asked. She could hear the blood pumping through the girl's veins and thanked that she had enough control not to pounce on the girl.

The girl seemed to smile in relief, "I need your assistance with finding the bakery. I am in charge of my friend's wedding cake." The girl's mouth twisted in revulsion at the mention of the wedding and Rose could assume that she did not approve her friend's choice.

"Yes…the bakery is much too far for me to tell you so you can come with me and I'll take you there myself." Rose grabbed the girl's hand and turned and started walked towards the exit to where her carriage waited.

"W-wait, there is no need for you to escort me there. I can try to find it on my own!" Carolina babbled, but Rose just laughed and shook her head.

"Nonsense, it is too far for you to walk. Anyways, I need company." Reaching the carriage, a footman opened the door and helped them in. Once told of their destination they set off.

"So," Rose said looking said looking somewhat excited. "Tell me about yourself."

"Horas calmus tormus cadena. Hiel jo cal fera hormus malcalis."

Feeling the magic swirling around her the witch continued her chant. "Todas kimalo des spartus. Sparta tilmia mayid." The magic was working! She may actually get through this time! Confidence swirled around her as she repeated her chant. The more confidence that she felt she said the chanted with more bravado.

She could feel it now. The location of where they were was becoming much more clear and she could feel the blood moving across the map. Almost there.

The witch focused more, trying to clear the fog that was preventing her from finding the requested people. Suddenly, the witch felt the expect block and all the magic that she focused and controlled was suddenly dispersed, turning back into a mass of raw energy.

Sighing, the red headed witch scratched her head and sat down in the chair that was behind her. That was about the seventh time that she had tried and failed to find John's whereabouts. It was getting tiring and she could feel the exhaustion of using so much magic at once settling in.

"Well, did it work?" Lazily, turning her head she saw the hopeful face of Trevor peering at her. She sighed once more and put her head in her hands.

"I would have already told you John's whereabouts if it did," she replied as she looked at him through her fingers. Growling, Trevor got up; picked up the chair he was previously sitting on and launched it at the wall.

"Why isn't it working, Donatella?! You are one of the most powerful witches that I know and a simple tracking spell isn't working!" he growled. Donatella's eyes were moving between Trevor and her newly broken chair. Should she stake him now or later?

"He may have a witch that is blocking my spell. It is quite possible if you have the right tools," she said as she turned away from Trevor's temper tantrum and back to her grimoires. Is there a spell that could help her counter the spell that was preventing her from tracking John or away to track the witch with the need for her blood?

"If he has a witch that can counter your magic then I'm going to die by the end of the week." Trevor slumped against the wall and Donatella could only feel pity for him. Sure he was a blood sucking fiend and she hated his kind like she was supposed to, but Donatella could tell that if he's life wasn't at stake he wouldn't be searching for the doppelgänger at all.

"Do not fret. I will try to find the John and the doppelgänger." Too bad she had already told the doppelgänger's friend to flee the country. But this could be a good thing; her not being able to find John. The doppelgänger would live a long human life free of vampires, Klaus wouldn't break his curse and there would be one less vampire in the world.

In the end everybody wins!

Klaus was happy.

It was a very rare thing when he was happy. You could tell that he was happy, because of how his dimples showed more and how he only took three girls to his bedroom to feed instead of the usual five. And how he also went into town today. Klaus was happy for only three reasons.

Mikael hadn't been spotted in six months.

He just got a letter from Rebekah and Kol while they said in Greece.

And Elijah promised him that he would have his doppelgänger by his birthday!

Klaus smiled more and reveled in the way women, married or not, swooned when they saw him smile. He also enjoyed how men glared at him. If there was one thing Klaus liked it was his power over people, though it did get awfully tiring always being obeyed. It made Klaus sick to think about how spineless people are when they are faced with death.

Sighing, Klaus took out the letter that Rebekah had written to him.

Dear Nik,

Greece is pleasant and the people here are absolutely delicious. We must come here more often. I have seen many things that I now purchased so you must make more room for all my new things. I have brought you and Elijah a present, but since your birthday is coming up I have gotten you two.

Nik, I have been wondering why I cannot travel on my own. Elijah and Kol do it all the time, but it seems that I must be the one that has to be sheltered and nurtured like I am a child that needs to be coddled.

I am over five hundred years old Nik, I think I can take care of myself. And, for the love of God, out of all our siblings that you chose to make sure nothing happens to me you chose Kol?! Nik when I return I will murder you because I cannot take this anymore. Every night a new whore is introduced to be before being whisked away to the confines of Kol's bed chamber.

I know you must think that I am only being dramatic, but Nik if you heard the noise that come from that room you would be acting as I am right now. Screams that make my ears bleed come from Kol's room! Not even a wink of sleep can I get while lying in my own bed! I am now much too tired during the day to do anything, but try to sleep while I stand (though I try not to because then what will people think of me?).

I will be returning the day before your birthday so this will be my last letter to you.

See you soon,

Bekah

A smile always lit Klaus's face when he read of Kol's antics. Kol could be a fun person as long as his mischievousness wasn't directed towards you, that is. Klaus didn't notice where he was going until he bumped into someone, dropping Rebekah's letter.

"I am so sorry! I-I wasn't watching where I was going," the other person babbled while Klaus quickly got up and grabbed his letter.

"No harm done, love." He offered his hand and looked down at the person who crashed into him.

Klaus swore that today was his lucky day because the person who crashed into him was the girl who held a dagger in her boot. Lifting her off the ground Klaus shot her a charming smile. "Do you always crash into people?"

The girl blushed, but before she could answer a shout made her head turn. "Carolina!" Klaus could see Rose pushing through a crowd of people to get to her. Once Klaus was spotted Rose seemed a little more hesitant to approach them, but still did.

"Rose," Klaus said with a grin. "It's a pleasure seeing you here." Klaus had always like Rose she was a vampire that knew when to fight and when to surrender and he respected that and now she brought him the girl that Klaus was just dying to turn! Rose was becoming a very good asset at the moment.

"Yes. I was just showing Carolina the town," Rose said as her eye wavered between Klaus and Carolina.

"Pleasure to meet you. I am Carolina," the girl offered her his hand. And Klaus took it and bowed, keeping his eyes on her.

"Niklaus Mikaelson," he purred as his lips skimmed her hand. "The pleasure, I assure you is all mine." Carolina blushed, and Klaus knew he was going to have a lot of fun with her.

Author's Note: DONE! And in less than a month! 8 days actually! I am like super proud of myself that I was able to finish this that fast considering that I was having a Facebook conversation while doing this! Though don't get used to it! I still have summer reading to finish.

I am sorry that this chapter may seem a little rushed. I was working really hard and I wanted to get this done before my family reunion started. I am already thinking about the fourth chapter and will work on it as soon as I get the time to.

Anyways, nothing much has been going on except that my brother got a job! He's getting paid $17 per hour. So proud, though it is nothing like my job where I paid $100 for taking care of children.

So, have any of you heard about Phoebe Tonkin joining the Vampire Diaries! She will be playing a character, named Hayley, that knows Tyler and is "gorgeous and sexy, nurturing and tough, but also protective" and she isn't going to be able to make our favorite Barbie doll happy. So maybe with the arrival of Hayley with comes the death of Forwood (sadly). Though this does give Klaus a chance to woo Caroline! Oh yeah people, we will be getting another hunter! His name will be Alexander and he will be a hunter that is hunting down Rebekah. He's from the 1100s and he while he is hunting down Rebekah he will be making the poor girl like him in return. I think. Anyways, apparently this is the guy that caused Rebekah's fragile mind.

Now let's talk about something that my friend told me when she read this chapter.

So…John is in the same town as Klaus?

Yes and No to that question. John's Manor is like miles away from that town since apparently back in the day English people liked being alone in the nowhere with a big house. So John is like using the tactic of hiding in plain sight.

Have any of you seen the video SPF with Nina Dobrev? You guys will laugh your asses of or roll your eyes at the stupidity. You guys need to see it just go to the website funny or die. While you are there you need to see Katerina Graham's Black and Jewish while you're on the site! It was hilarious. Well I better let you go back to you lives. Review!

Until next time,

Winterangel44