Hey thank you all for your patience, it won't be long till Caroline pops ups. We are nearly there, just hang on a bit longer ! Some of you have already guessed when she will turn up though xD
Massive thanks to each reviewer|follower|favourite your continued support has really helped, I hope your still enjoying each chapter.

Ana Paula Lopez, Klaus still Paints Caroline, I don't think he can resist. Cami is also a vampire, she was turned in mentioning in chapter 9.

Jenna-0713, its like your reading my mind! Next chapter I was nearly crying while typing. Hope you like it.

3tinkgemini, Like i said, you read my mind. Enjoy ;)

Hope's mother, Hayley, and Jackson recently celebrated 10 blissful years of marriage and were still very much in love. They decided to renew their vows later on in the year, handing the reins over to Rebekah to plan for. She'd decided to give love a break for a few centuries and focus on herself and family, but it didn't stop her from wanting her own happy relationship, love, and wedding. Planning the special and romantic event gave her the outlet she needed while she waited for love to find her with a devoted man of her dreams.

However, she would never come right out and say it.

Hope was great at reading people, her family better than others.

Another family member she could read extremely well was her father, Klaus, the eternal bachelor. Growing up, she had never seen her father involved romantically with a woman. She may have been slightly grossed out at idea of her father all loved up, but she did just wanted him to be happy like her mother and Jax.

It made her sad.

It is not as if he hadn't had any interest in him. Cami had been dropping hint after hint about her love for him, how devoted and patient she was with him. It just never clicked and, or really interested her father that she wanted romance instead of friendship.

Even if he insisted he was fine and happy alone, having had been alone for over a thousand years, sadness still clouded his eyes along with a yearning that convinced Hope otherwise.

Hope was at that age where she was experimenting more, trying to figure out her own unique style. She found a balance between the perfect girly outfits that totally rocked her leather jacket Kol splurged out on for last years birthday gift. She also convinced her parents to cut her hair shoulder length, and to get a pair of hair straighteners to keep her hair in style which was a huge difference from her natural curls and waves. She also wanted to add a few blocks of black hair dye to her locks but that was pushing it. There was always next year to try.

Hope grew up idolising this strange woman who kept sending her letters and gifts. The presents were amazing and she loved each one, but it was the letters she had treasured the most. They taught her life lessons, kept her strong and on the right path when things got too tough to deal with. She was really appreciative of the martial arts training and boxing for her temper.

The woman was right with her thoughts about Hope's pent up anger and frustration of her magic and school drama, on top of her inner wolf was absolutely awful. The exercise outlet helped her focus her emotions and stabilise the magic she was angered over in the first place.

She wanted to become a strong and independent woman in her own right, and not to rely on others and her family name and money. Her education was important to her plans and she worried what her father would say and do when she applied to college, especially with New York being her dream destination to study and shop.

The knock on the door signalled her new gift, and she raced to the door in excitement and grabbed the pink wrapped parcel off the floor, dancing her way back into the family living room. Looking at her parents excitably, she began to open it.

Inside, was the latest romance novel and a heartbreak survival kit, including tissues, chocolate, popcorn, snuggly comfort blanket in a deep, rich purple and ice-cream that hummed with magic to preserve its shelf life.

Miss Hope Mikaelson,

Your first love, also known as teenage love, is not a forever or epic love, but the heartbreak is inevitable.

Don't shy away from it. Learn from the experience.

First loves can teach you many things like how to be in a relationship, who you become in one, how people can change, how the illusion makes you believe they have changed into a better person when they have not.

Relationship 101 - Trust, honesty, acceptance, forgiveness, understanding.

Do not change who you are for anyone. Epic loves are when you find someone who is very much in love with your imperfections, flaws. They will give you the confidence to be your true self.

You are young. Do not get tied down to the first guy who says he loves you. Don't fall in love with the idea of being in love. Most important; love yourself in all that you are then find your missing half.

Someone who compliments you.

Fire and ice. Light and dark.

All my love.

Klaus briefly wished he could break his promise to see his 'light' even if just for a moment. He wanted to make sure his sources were right and that she was alive and well. He didn't want to know details of her life and have those thoughts that she is happy and in love with anyone but him confirmed.

Or worse.

That she was sad, lonely and bitter of her immortal life.

He wanted to see her eyes and make sure that his paintings did her justice, that he could still get the right shade of blue in them that captured her soul beautifully, or he could still draw the soft curves of her body, and express his eternal love of this ethereal being in his life.

How he would kill for one more taste of her, to see her laugh once more.

He was a love sick fool who should never had made that promise, but he would always still be waiting for her and with hope that she would one day come for him.

Always.

"Does this mean that the guardian angel knows about my crush?" Hope broke her father out of his train of thought, confused at how she could have found out about the cute boy that sat next to her in math.

"Crush?"

"What crush?"

"Who is he?"

"I'll get my bat"

"How long have you had a boyfriend?"

A chorus of voices flew out of everyone in the room, immediately ganging up on Hope, who wished she had not being hasty in her own questions. Even if her angel knew, she wouldn't want to expose him to her family just quite yet.