"Welcome. Welcome." A man greets them as they enter the barbershop. It was one large room filled with mirrors and sinks and chairs and low hanging lights. The shop must have been quite well known as there were already several gentlemen sitting in chairs getting their hair cut and styled.

"Hello, we were wondering if my husband could get his hair cut today. We don't have an appointment but- "

"Madam that is alright we do walk-ins as well, come." The suited man said guiding the couple to one of the barbers "Now well both of you be getting a haircut?"

Caroline's eyes widen as she grabs her hair. Damon notices and lets out a chuckle, "No. Just me."

"Hmm… Very well then. Ric!" The man says then turns and yells for one of the barbers.

"Yes."

"Ric, I leave this gentleman in your capable hands. Madam, there is a sitting area near the entrance where you can watch and wait for your husband." The man said curtly before heading back towards the entrance to say farewell to the customers who were leaving.

The barber laughs, "Pay him no mind he is always like that. Alaric Saltzman, you may call me Ric as my name is quite a mouthful." The man, Alaric shrugs in a 'what can you do' before motioning for the man to sit and getting a white sanex strip and placing it around the man's neck. He then reached for the black barber's cloth and put it on him as well.

"Pleasure, Damon Salvatore that's my Caroline."

Caroline smiles and shakes Ric's hand.

"Likewise. Now is there a certain reason you need your hair cut today? A particular event or party your heading to or is this just a regular cut?"

"Oh well nothing like that we're just- "

"We're getting our pictures taken today and then if she lets me, I plan on taking her out to dinner. Thought I should look my best for her." Damon interrupts sending a smile her way.

"That sounds wonderful," Alaric answers stiffly making Damon question his sincerity but pushes it aside. "Well, then we can start by cutting your hair then I'll move on to give you a shave. Ms. Caroline would you mind waiting in the waiting area."

Caroline nodded. "Sure. I'll just be over there."

Damon watched as she left and took a seat. There were 6 chairs all connected together, she sat in one of the chairs near the middle so she could be in front of the small table and had the best view of her husband. He smiled as he saw her pick up a magazine on the table and started looking through it.

"How long have you two been together?"

"Fifteen years."

"That's a long time you two married young."

"Oh, that's different we have known each other for fifteen years I didn't marry her till ten-almost eleven years ago."

Alaric nods reaching for a spraying bottle a comb and a pair of shears putting the last two items in his pouch.

"How much should I cut?"

"You can do what you think would look best. Just don't cut it all off or you might end up missing your hands." Damon joked closing his eyes as he felt Alaric spray his hair with water.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Care doesn't mind the hair a little long though what she minds is the beard says it ages me."

Alaric looked at his face through the mirror and nodded, "She's right about that."

"She's right about most things." Damon agreed watching as Alaric started combing back his hair and getting the scissors ready to start cutting.

"Women usually are."

"Are you married?" Damon asked trying to make conversation and ignoring the snips of the scissors near his ears.

"Used to be."

"I'm sorry."

Alaric paused looking at him before continuing with the task at hand. "It's alright. She's not dead or anything she just. She left me. I wasn't what she thought she wanted and left."

"What did she want then?" Damon asked curiously.

"His name was John. Said she fell in love with him. She cheated on me. Probably wouldn't have said anything, but well her lies caught up to her."

"I'm sorry. You don't have to."

"It's alright it happened a long time ago. She got pregnant I knew it wasn't mine and asked her to tell me the truth. She did and she left."

"She sounds horrible," Damon said recognizing the connection between his situation and Alaric's.

"Yeah, the worst..."

"But you still loved her."

"Yes, she was the last woman I loved."

"Have you tried getting back out there?"

"I wasn't in the right state for someone to want me. I just managed to clean myself up."

"I can understand that. Caroline and I- I messed up and I'm trying to make it up to her. I can't lose her."

Alaric was just finishing up with the final cuts then go the brush and styled his hair back before putting his tools to the side and grabbing a bowl of shaving cream, a brush to lather it on Damon's face, and a barber's razor switchblade.

"Does she love you?"

"She says she does, but I'm not sure. I hurt her."

Alaric pauses as he turns to look at the blonde woman by the waiting area who was staring at her husband smiling before she caught his gaze and looked back to the magazine in her hands.

"She's here if she didn't want to be, she could have left."

Damon nodded before laying his head back as Alaric started to apply the shaving cream.

"I just need to make it up to her."

Alaric nods making sure to add more cream on Damon's jaw and nodding at one of the manicurists who came to join the pair.

"Damon this is Sybil."

Damon smiled at the woman in greeting but kept still as Alaric started using the blade on his face.

...

Caroline sighed as she flipped through the magazine it was filled with men and women with different hairstyles.

She was trying to enjoy herself, but she just kept thinking of what would have happened if Damon hadn't changed his mind. Would he have stayed in the country or moved to The City? If he stayed in the country how long would he have waited before allowing her to move into their home? Would he have married her? Would she replace her as Bonnie's mom? As Stefan's best friend too. Would he even mourn her, or would he just run with the other woman? The woman he admitted to laying with just last night.

No. She had to stop thinking like that. Damon didn't get rid of her. He stopped because he loves her. He wants her not Elena. 'He wants me. He loves me.'

Caroline tried to smile before looking up to find him and her smile went away as she saw a woman grabbing his hand. Why was another woman grabbing his hand?

Sybil looks at Damon and grabs his hand examining his nails. "You'd look grand with a high polish!" she tells him.

"Sybil I'm sure Mr. Salvatore is fine. Go away." Alaric told her annoyed that she was trying to take his customer.

She just ignored him flipping his hand over and noticing the calluses on his palm. "Maybe some lotion. We can file your nails."

Damon shakes his head slightly not wanting to move as a blade was being held near his throat. "I'm fine, thank you."

Sybil frowns but nods, "Alright then. Bye Ric." The dark-haired woman says releasing his hand and leaving to find another customer.

...

Caroline smiles as she sees the woman leave after whatever Damon had told her.

Damon hadn't even looked at her. She had seen his movements and he didn't even seem to fall for the other woman. He didn't flirt. She knew other women would like her husband and even flirt with him, but the fact that Damon just brushed her off just made her see how much Damon truly meant what he said about wanting to win her trust back. He really did care about her.

Smiling to herself she returns to the magazine looking at different women with various hair dyes, some red, brunette, caramel brown, black, strawberry blonde, brown with blonde highlights, and so many other colors.

As she wonders how she would look if she dyed her hair light pink, she feels someone sit down to her left beside her. She looks up and smiles politely before turning to look at her husband smiling as she saw him talking to the barber.

Damon looks up and smiles as his eyes connect with Caroline's.

"You say you're having troubles but are making heart eyes at each other. You two will be fine."

Damon laughs at Alaric comment as he turns back to his wife and sees a tall toned man with dark blond-ish hair, a chiseled stubbled jaw lean closer to his wife.

"Who's that?"

Alaric turns to the waiting area and rolls his eyes, "That's Brady Queen he's a dick, a bit of a hothead, but just put him in his place and he'll back off."

Damon nodded and kept looking as Brady leaned closer to Caroline and started sniffing her hair. He let out a growl as he saw Caroline move a chair down and Brady moving one down as well putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Almost done, brother."

Damon just glares as he sees Care move to the end near the far-right arms over her chest scowling at Brady who keeps moving to the next leaning in to smell her neck. Caroline slapped his arm away and made to move but his other arm reached over her trapping her in her chair.

"Done," Alaric says wiping Damon's face and taking a quick step back as Damon angrily removes the barber's cloth and the strip around his neck and head to his wife watching how Brady noticed him and tried to look inconspicuous in his seat.

Caroline looks up and sees Damon coming her way and smiles grabbing his arm.

"Are you alright?" He whispers in her ear.

Caroline nods and raises her hand to his face which is now fresh and clean-shaven. "You look so handsome."

"Thank you." He tells her reaching inside his suit he grabs his wallet and hands it to her. "Blondie can you go pay. I'll be right there just need to tell Ric something."

Caroline didn't believe that for a second, but she beamed up at him and took the wallet heading towards the register.

Brady seeing the blonde woman go away and the man towering over him tries to go away but is stopped as he sees the man stomp on his foot stopping him from leaving.

Damon deciding it's better not to say anything as he leans in and slowly reaches into his suit fully aware of Brady's attention on his actions.

"Look man, I may have- "Brady Queen starts but stops as he sees that Damon had pulled out a pocketknife. Damon brings the knife close to his face smirking wickedly as Brady's hands move up to cover his neck his body shaking. He moves the knife down to the other man's pants pressing the blade flatly on his thigh. Brady gulps turning white freezing as he looks down watching the blade close to his nether regions.

Damon nods he doesn't want to hurt the man. Well, he does but he knows a public place wouldn't be the right place to beat him to a pulp so scaring him senseless would have to do. Putting the knife back in his pocket he smiles pats the man on the cheek patronizingly and walks off.

...

Alaric having watched the scene barely contains his laugh as he sees Brady Queen let out a deep breath and brush the sweat off his brow before scurrying out of the shop. Having just finished cleaning his area he hurries to say goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore.

...

Caroline nods to the man who welcomed them. He had walked up to her and Damon commenting on the good job Alaric had done and trying to convince the couple to return.

"Damon," Alaric says arriving with the couple and shooing the man away.

"Ric thank you for the cut.", Damon says smiling arm around Caroline who gave her thanks as well.

"No problem. I was just coming to tell your husband something." Damon nodded and moved to the side knowing that what Alaric wanted to say was meant to be private.

"Yeah?"

"You are taking her to dinner. Take her to Rousseau's best restaurant in town has its own dancing hall as well she'll love it."

Damon smiles "Thank you."

"Stay in touch, Salvatore."

"Will do. You know I think I might know a girl for you. If you're interested in getting back out there."

"I'll let you know."

Damon nods and pats him on the back and heads back to Caroline.

"Ready?"

She presses her lips curious to ask what that was about but nods instead taking his arm and sighing as he wraps his arms around her leading her out.

At the photography studio, Caroline stands with Damon arms wrapped around her both are smiling to the large camera with a grey backdrop behind them.

The photographer comes out from under the sheet he was under when he looked through the lens of the camera. "Mr. Salvatore move your hands to her waist. There now angle your face towards her. Sweetheart lean into him, keep your body facing the camera, but turn your head towards him. Perfect. You two look lovely." The photographer told them with an English accent.

The photographer moved back under the sheet looked at the couple through the camera and took the picture.

"Congratulations! She is the sweetest bride I've seen this year."

Caroline giggles and smiles at Damon as he leans in and kisses her.

"You are beautiful," Damon tells her before turning to the photographer. "So. Mr. Mikaelson how long would it take for you to develop the photograph.

"Not long let me just get the photograph and take it to the darkroom in the back."

"Mr. Mikaelson?" Caroline asks before the man can go back under the sheet.

"Yes, love?"

"You seem familiar have we met?"

"I doubt it."

Caroline hums and then her eyes widen as a light bulb goes off in her head. "Do you happen to be related to a Kol Mikaelson or a Rebekah?"

Mr. Mikaeson nods, "They're my brother and sister. How do you know them?"

"You're Nicholas?" Damon nods recognizing the connection. "I'm friends with Kol he has told me a lot about you."

"Niklaus, you can call me Klaus. How are they? How's Bekah?"

"They're great." Caroline tells him smiling, "Rebekah and Kol have a bait shop near the pier. Rebekah is a brilliant fisherwoman."

Klaus chuckles at the idea of his siblings running a shop together, "That's good. Small world."

Damon nods, "You should visit I'm sure Kol would love to see his big brother again."

Klaus grimaces unsure, "Well see. Let me get those photographs.

As Klaus disappears under the sheet Damon shocks Caroline by kissing her on the cheek. She lets out another giggle pushing him away nodding towards the camera.

Damon ignores her warning pulling her towards him till they're nose to nose. He looks at her lips and closes his eyes for a second enjoying their closeness before he opens his eyes and cups her face.

"Care?" he whispers softly afraid to break the moment.

Caroline smiles widely and nods her hand wrapping around him as they lean in and kiss.

Under the sheet, Klaus smirks at the cute couple and takes another picture of them kissing before getting the paper and loudly moving the sheet ignoring as the couple broke apart.

"I'll be right back. Feel free to take a seat and wait."

Caroline pulls Damon to her bouncing a little in her seat as she leans and hugs him placing her head on his shoulder.

"What were you talking about with Alaric?"

Damon hugs her tighter breathing in her scent and placing a kiss on her head. "He was giving recommendations of where to take you for tonight."

"Really you two seemed like you bonded."

"We did. He's a good man. You know he's single?"

Caroline pulled away looking at him strangely, "Okay."

Damon hmms and Caroline pushes him, "Why hmm… huh. You like him? Because I can maybe compete with Elena but if you're interested in- "she pauses whispering scandalously "-something more different… or would it be the same. Then- "she breaks out in a laugh as Damon starts to tickle.

"I do not like Alaric. He's a fine-looking man but I prefer women. Specifically, this one blonde."

Caroline takes a breath calming down as Damon removed his hands from her. "Oh really?"

"Yup. Gorgeous. Brilliant. Umph-" Damon's cut off as Caroline pulls him to her kissing him. Damon leans into her closing his eyes and running his hands down her body.

"Care. We shouldn't."

"Why not?"

Damon places a small peck on her lips and straightens up on the couch. "Klaus can come back any second."

"So?"

Damon lets out a chuckle and pulls her to him placing another kiss on her lips.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Do you not want this?"

"Oh, trust me wanting you is not an issue. I just prefer not to get caught by Klaus Mikaelson. You do know he is Kol's brother I'd never hear the end of it."

Caroline laughs and straightens up on the couch to make sure to smooth down her dress. "Why are you even friends with Kol."

"He gives us free fish and he has a boat that he lets me take out whenever I want."

Caroline shakes her head amused by her husband and turns to look around the area. There are beautiful pictures hung up as well as paintings. She sees a couple sculptures but before she can look more into them, she spots the fruit and cheese plate on the table to the side of the couch. She saw it earlier but didn't think about getting any till now. Her stomach grumbled softly reminding her that she hasn't had anything to eat since that morning and reaches over to grab a small stem of grapes to eat.

"Blondie?"

"I'm starving."

"I'll get some food once we leave."

Caroline nods popping a grape in her mouth and moaning slightly. Damon shook his head at her exaggeration.

"Open." She tells him reaching over to place a grape in his mouth.

"I'm not hungry."

Caroline glares jokingly, a smile on her face as she climbs on top of him trying to force him to eat the grape being held by her fingers, but he moves his face this way and that dodging her.

"Damon!"

Damon shushes her and she takes the opportunity to push the grape in between his lips. He quickly chews and swallows it before grabbing the stem from her getting a grape and feeding it to her.

"You should kiss me."

Damon complies pushing her down on the couch kissing her one arm holding himself up and the other on the couch. "We," He kisses her "shouldn't".

She lets out a laugh pushing him up and causing him to grab the top of the couch as she gets up and wraps her legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. "What shouldn't we do, husband?"

Damon smiles widely, "Well wife of mine we should do whatever we want, " She smiles, "In the privacy of our bedroom" she frowns and kisses him again pushing him onto his back his arm swings out and as she kisses him they hear a small crash of something dropping.

The playfulness of the situation leaves them as they turn to each other. "Damon, what was that?"

They both get up and go around the couch seeing a small statue had fallen off a pillar.

Caroline picks it up and moves to place it back on the pillar when Damon stops her pointing at the spot where a head should be on the headless statue.

"Where is it?"

The pair put the statue back on the pillar and start looking around the area. Caroline looking under the couch Damon looking in the area around the post.

"IT'S ALMOST READY." They hear Klaus from the back room, and they hurry looking in-between cushions and portraits. Caroline would think it was funny maybe even similar to a game she used to play in her childhood where her and a group of her friends got together in a circle singing and spinning waiting for the Big Bad Wolf to finish getting ready and find his keys before he left the house to chase them, but at the moment the moment the situation was far from humorous.

"Damon, what do we do?"

Damon looks at the plate of food and grabs an apple and carefully balances it on the statue's neck.

"He's not going to fall for that!" She whispers.

"We'll just make sure he doesn't see it till after we leave, alright."

Caroline bites her lip and nods as they start to hear footsteps heading their way.

"You distract him and get the photos. I'll stay here."

"Here they are!" Klaus says stepping into the room with the photos and a manila envelope.

Caroline approaches him and looks at the picture on the top of Damon holding her and looking into her eyes. "They're perfect."

"You should see my paintings," Klaus commented offhandedly as he put the pictures in the envelope.

"Damon do you want to see them?" Klaus asks looking past Caroline to walk to where Damon is eager to see his reaction to the pictures.

"He can look at them after, we really should get going. Thank you so much for this. How much?"

"Let's say ten. Make sure to look me up next time you're in town."

Caroline nods quickly taking out a dime from Damon's wallet and handing it to Klaus grabbing the pictures from him.

"Of course, but we should really get going now Blondie," Damon says grabbing Caroline and dragging her out the door both yelling a thank you leaving an amused Klaus behind shaking his head at the couple's antiques.

As Klaus goes to flip the door sign to 'close' he pauses noticing something out of the corner of his eye. He sees his headless statue and then at the shining red apple atop it in shock raising an eyebrow then he turns to look at the door and lets out a laugh.

"No wonder he's friends with Kol," Klaus says letting out another laugh at the prank he thinks the couple tried to play on him and grabs the apple shaking his head.

While are lovely couple strolls down The City streets heading to the next stop of their date Elena is in her room at the B&B a cigarette in her hand taking a quick hit and looking at a newspaper. She is looking at the ads and spots one perfect for her and Damon. It read:

"FARMERS!

If you want to sell your home and move to the city-

We Pay Cash!

United Real Estate Company

Natl. Bank Bldg."

Elena smiles circling the ad and takes another puff of her cigarette. Soon they'll be together back in The City.

A/N

Hey so a couple hours late, but if you guys knew me and my previous stories posting a few hours late is not that bad lol. Anyways I really hope you liked it. I loved Alaric as the barber and making Klaus the photographer cause well its perfect for him. Then I kept thinking of a creep and I kept thinking maybe Enzo or Kai but I like Enzo and Kai and then I remembered that Stephen Amell played Brady the wolf that kidnapped Care with Jules and I found my creep. Brady I didn't know his last name and naming him Brady Wolfe is so annoying like sometimes I get it writers try to connect it to the character like I call Leon from Merlin in AU's Leon Knight and thats fine but sometimes characters need names that aren't tied to what they are. So Brady whatever his last name is became Brady Queen cause well I really hope I don't need to explain its pretty obvious.

Oh the game I mentioned is Jugamos en el Bosque IDK how its called in English the straight translation is Playing in the Woods anyway the game is the players get in a circle and start walking and sing 'Jugamos en el bosque mientras el lobo no esta. Lobito! Lobito estas ahi!' In Engl "We are playing in the wood while the wolf is away. Wolf! Wolf are you there!" then the player playing the wolf who is standing to the side with their back facing the circle goes 'No me estoy _' In English "No I'm _" and in the blank the wolf can say whatever like showering, changing, finding my shoes whatever and it repeats till the Wolf says 'I'm looking for my keys' which usually is the second to last thing he says and final 'I'm going to get you' after that its a game of catch where the wolf tries to get all the players in the circle.

Anyways I finally finished with the angst so from now on the present chaps will be all fluff at least for now (laughing diabolically)

Kay moving on. I really hope you guys like the chapter you know the drill for the next chapter its going to be a flashback. I will be updating on October 21st if nothing comes up.

Please let me know what you think through a review or PM

Thank you all for reading and thank you so much daroline for reviewing I'm glad you watched the film I hope you liked it.

Till Next Time!

~Agent C.