Caroline broke up with Stefan ten years into Elena being asleep, and when ten years had rolled around she went to find Klaus. Camille had died from a werewolf bite when she had been turned to a vampire, and neither Haley nor Klaus could get there in time to save her. Hope was in hiding again. Hayley and Elijah were watching over Hope, and Marcel watched over New Orleans while Klaus was holled up in his room again, missing his young daughter like crazy. Caroline came, and made him break free from his shell.

It had been three years, since Klaus and Caroline became a couple.

Three years since Hope had needed to go into hiding again, and Klaus hadn't seen his brother for three years.

Rebekah was throwing a ball just to keep up appearances and Freya was helping her. Klaus and Caroline had been told they were coming whether they liked it or not. No matter, it was a black tie event. Much like one that Esther had thrown, and they'd first danced together. Caroline still had her blue gown and Klaus convinced her to wear it. Klaus always had his black and white tux. The night's festivities would be much like the first night they had together.

Caroline and Klaus came to the ball a little late, and drew attention to themselves. Rebekah scowled disapproving at them from the balcony, Marcel by her side. Freya stood on the other side of the balcony, observing with a new guy friend. Caroline and Klaus looked at each other, and separated around a large group of witches, humans, vampires and werewolves all talking together. The discussions died down as Klaus Mikaelson walked past them on one side, looking through the crowd to a beautiful blonde in a blue ball gown. The discussions died down on the other side as well, as they stared at the young vampire they didn't know. Her blue eyes were only for Klaus's as well. There was dancing on the far end of the floor, five or six couples dancing the waltz to a violin, a cello and a piano. They moved in a circle, and were in sync.

Five steps past the group they'd drawn the attention of, Klaus held out his hand to the young vampire girl. She reached her hand out to him as well and they started to dance, two steps away from the circle of waltzers.

The dancers stopped as one by one they noticed Klaus Mikaelson enamored with a woman in a blue dress, and she with him. One by one the discussions going on in the room, from the floor to the balcony, ceased as the beautiful couple continued to waltz to the music, which had not noticed them. They seemed uncaring of all the stares, but Rebekah, Freya and Marcel knew Klaus and Caroline had drawn the attention on purpose, much more than the others knew.

Klaus held Caroline's hand softly, she gripped his with a little more care than before, and her hand rested comfortable on his shoulder. Klaus held her tenderly, and although they weren't very close, no one doubted they were in the moment of the dance. He moved her back, she moved him forward, and they went in a circle for minutes, their eyes only upon one another's. Caroline could barely suppress a smile, and Klaus kept gesturing to her with his eyes.

Klaus was almost amazed at how incredible this moment was. The last time they'd danced together, she would've look him in the eye for more than five seconds at a time, and it was with disdain and revulsion. She had held onto Klaus because it was part of the dance, and she wouldn't be caught dead in the scornful disapproving eye of the community. Although it was her disdain that made her look so beautiful when she'd danced with him the first time, she now looked so gorgeous Klaus was proud that she was with him, by his side. She looked at him differently, like she knew him and was grateful she did. Like she loved him. And that fact alone was enough to make this show worth it, if showing up Rebekah wasn't. To the others, they were strangers; Caroline hadn't left the compound with Klaus once. No one even knew who she was, barely. Though that was bound to change. The fact that she was dancing with one of the most feared men in the Quarter raised questions as to why she was important. The fact she was dancing and not merely talking with him at the bar, raised even more questions. And every step they took made the moment even better.

The waltz stopped slowly, and Klaus and Caroline gestured politely to each other, as if they were to part ways and possibly never see each other again. The captive audience applauded, and they went their separate ways again, many continued their discussions while others watched Klaus Mikaelson and the mystery blonde, to see what other surprises would be revealed.

Caroline walked around, trying to find someone she knew, and found a female werewolf she'd befriended while with Hayley. They talked for a minute while Klaus went up the stairs to Rebekah. He looked at her and smiled smugly as she turned to him with an annoyed glare.

"Was that really necessary?" She asked.

"Yes, it was. My little sister, forcing me to go to a ball while I had other more pressing responsibilities that this would take me away from, of course I had to teach you a lesson."

"It only tells everyone you're a good dancer and makes people wonder who Caroline is, if they don't know already." Marcel replied.

"No one knows who Caroline is, Marcellus, and I intend to keep it that way for as long as possible." Klaus replied with a serious face.

"I don't know how that's truthful when you put on this show with her." Freya noted. Klaus gave her an annoyed look.

"That time has now been cut in half, Nik. Caroline's going to be on everyone's mind by the end of tonight." Rebekah said.

"You can bet there'll be vampires tailing her by the end of the week." Marcel agreed.

"Could you be a little more optimistic, please." Klaus protested. "The fact that a beautiful blonde girl danced with me tonight will not raise many questions, merely why she was dancing with me." Klaus replied.

"You're right, what is she doing with you?" Rebekah asked.

"Well, he's a good dancer, for one thing." Caroline said from behind them. Klaus smiled at her.

"Enjoying the party, love?" He asked as Caroline walked in-between Marcel and Rebekah to be by his side, Freya watching her join him.

"Yeah, Abigail's got some intel on Hayley and Elijah. They're moving to Montana with Jackson." Caroline replied.

"How's Hope doing, did she tell you?" Klaus asked

"Nope, but if something were wrong, she would've said Klaus, don't worry." Caroline replied, slipped her arm through his. Klaus would've scolded her for doing so but she was partly hidden by his figure, if anyone was interested in seeing where she was they'd have to look hard. Caroline caught him looking around.

"Could you give it a rest, Klaus?" She scolded him. Klaus turned back to Caroline. "When it gets out about who I am, and who I'm with, I can take care of myself." Caroline told him.

"New Orleans is a bit more dangerous than Mystic Falls, love." Klaus replied.

"I know." She soothed, and Klaus looked away. "But I know a little about defending myself, and, you can teach me. I'm going to have to be out here more helping you guys out anyway." She added. Klaus studied her face.

"Very well." He replied. They looked at each other and shared a smile. Then they looked back at Rebekah and she shook her head at the pair of them. Caroline looked towards Freya, and found she was smiling. But whatever was on her mind, she was keeping to herself.

"Oh my God." Rebekah said in contempt, and Caroline and Klaus grinned at her, taking pleasure. It was a fun night.