Hello guys! So before you read this chapter, I want to give you a warning; I don't think I've ever written such a violent chapter, ever. I really enjoyed writing it though, and exploring Klaus and Caroline's characters. I really hope you enjoy reading it as well. Have a Klaroday! (I'm so lame).

The waves crashed, causing foam to arise on top of the blueish green water. Just behind the waves was a peach colored sun, serving as proof of the forthcoming day. Laying on the sand were the Oceanic 815 survivors, welcoming the day with overwhelming excitement. In one of Shakespeare's finest tales,, Lady Macbeth wanted it to be night so that the heavens couldn't see her sins. How ironic was it that the most sinful of them all, the parasites who plagued the Earth with their deadly lies and foolish mistakes, relished in the sun as if they had never seen it before.

Although her new peers were just awakening, hugging each other with relief due to the fact they'd survived the terrifying night, Caroline had never fallen asleep. She'd stayed awake, counting the shimmering stars that called the night their home. She closed her eyes, savoring the last moment of silence. Then, the hyenas awakened.

"It wasn't natural", insisted Rose. "Although, that sound it made - It just felt so familiar."

Vicki looked at her doubtfully, as she applied some waterproof mascara on her pale face. "Really? Where the hell are you from, Jurassic Park?"

Rose glared, and it was clear that war was about to break out. "Actually, honey, I'm from the Bronx. But I'm telling you, I've heard that noise before."

Jeremy jumped in front of Vicki, faithfully defending her even though they were practically strangers. "Hey, hey, hey. For all we know it could've been a wolf."

This resulted in a laugh that seemingly resembled a howl from Klaus. "A wolf, really? That's the best you've got, Little-"

"Hey!", shouted Caroline, as loud as she possibly could. Everyone immediately silenced, shocked that someone was actually taking authority. "Could everyone just shut up for one Goddamn second? Last night… I saw smoke. Right after the noises. I didn't tell you guys, because I didn't want to cause more stress. But I think… it could be another part of the airplane. The front of airplanes, they always have radios. If we could find a radio, it could be our ticket off this island. Now, personally, I'd rather not spend the rest of my life eating mangos and sleeping under plane wreckage. So I was thinking about going to where I saw the smoke, to see what's there. Does anyone wanna go with me?"

Stefan practically pushed his way next to her, and it became clear that he couldn't resist being the hero, even if it was just for a few hours. "Me. I'll go with you."

She nodded, and scanned the group for more volunteers. "Anybody else?" They all looked petrified of the very thought of entering the very jungle of which they'd heard primitive noises. All but one person.

Klaus raised his hand. but only up to his eyes, so that it didn't seem like he was that eager to go. "What the hell else am I supposed to do 'round here, it's not like theres a damn stable or something."

Surprise filled Caroline, and she looked at him as if for the first time. She looked into his eyes, of a rare color that matched the ocean perfectly, and saw a lost soul. A lost soul that just needed someone to save him. "You like horses?"

He blushed, and looked down at the sand, frowning. "What, you making fun of me now?"

She shook her head, still lost in his eyes. "I'm not making fun of you", she said softly, as his head lifted up, with the hope of a child. "Believe me, that's the last thing I'm doing. I just… I never thought someone like you would be so…"

He crossed his arms, but Caroline swore she could see a tiny little smile forming underneath his frown. "So what?"

"So human."

Before he could respond, an antsy Stefan interrupted. "Ahem." He lifted his bushy eyebrows, and then dropped them again. "Shouldn't we be going? Before the smoke disappears?"

Once in a while, we experience life altering moments. These moments, often called epiphanies, take us by complete surprise, and cause us to forget everything we were doing beforehand. After having an epiphany, nothing is the same. Caroline Forbes had just had an epiphany. And even though Stefan Salvatore had shattered a truly magical moment before it could fully engage her, the side effects were still there. Because just in that short moment, that fragile, frail moment, without even knowing it, without even knowing his name, Caroline Forbes had fallen for Klaus Mikaelson.

They hiked through the jungle, with Stefan leading them, pushing away astray with a long, moss covered brown stick. Minutes passed like cars on a highway, speeding away without anyone able to stop them. Caroline glanced at Klaus, debating for a moment whether it was the right time to chat. Well, she decided, better now than never. "So what's your name?"

Klaus jumped a bit, taken by surprise. "Um…"

"Please", said Caroline, rolling her eyes as she plodded up a hill. "Take your time."

"Sawyer", Klaus said quickly, almost a little too quickly. "My name is Sawyer. Why?" He smiled wickedly. "You into me?"

Her jaw widened, and her cheeks flushed bright pink. "Ew, please! Just… just forget I ever tried to make conversation with a pig like you."

Klaus shrugged, giving his signature obnoxious grin, even though he felt overwhelming guilt. Great move dumbass, he thought to himself. Lie about your name to the only person on this damn island who might care about you. Well, if she did care about me, somehow, she sure as hell doesn't care about me no more.

But she did. As they walked through a meadow, she cared about him more than ever before. They may have only known each other for a day, but she couldn't shake this unbreakable feeling, that there was something more to him, that his sarcasm was the shell to the kind man underneath him. Not that she was a kind person herself. She'd been arrested for murder, after all. One accidental murder that brought guilt to her every single day, and one that she couldn't feel any less sorry for. It didn't stop her from crying herself to sleep every single night, though. She wondered if he cried himself to sleep too.

"You guys!" A voice called from far ahead. "If you're done flirting, you may want to see this." At that exact moment, the sky darkened, and rain began to fall. Drip, drop. Drop, drip.

"Alright", she shouted, running towards Stefan as 'Sawyer' followed her. "We're on our way."

At first she only saw the cockpit; the compartment of the plane where the pilot would stay. Then, reality sunk in. It wasn't just the cockpit, it was the entire front section of the airplane. It rested against a ginormous tree, smashed like a window after a baseball has been sent through it. The three of them exchanged a look, equally flabbergasted on what to do next. Caroline searched the wreckage, not knowing what she was exactly looking for. Finally, she spotted it. "Over here!"

Once they came to her, she pointed at a small opening, and waited for their approval. After being given it, she got as flat as she could on her stomach, and squeezed herself into the front section of the plane. As she stood up, she took in the most dreadful site she had ever seen during all of her years on the planet. The overhead compartments hung open, some with suitcases having fallen out of them. Rain leaked in through holes in the ceiling, making her feel less safe than she thought she'd be. The last sight was the most dreary of them all; half a dozen yellowing bodies sat still in their chairs.

A mournful look spread across Klaus' face when he entered the room. Huh, she thought. He does have a heart. He glared at Stefan, as if he'd forced him to come against his will. "Just get the machinery and we'll be on our merry way."

The plane was faced upwards, so in order to climb towards the pilot's section they had to hold onto the seats. Stefan, once again, went first, followed by Caroline, and then Klaus. It was completely silent, if you ignored the raindrops and the sound of their hands gripping the leather seats, desperately grabbing on for their lives so that they didn't fall. Stefan reached to open the cockpit door, but the doorknob broke off. He sighed, put his hand inside of the hole, and pulled the door open.

All of a sudden, the copilot's body came rushing out of the door, and landed next to Klaus. He lightly screamed, shocked. This resulted in a solemn, but, nevertheless, smirk, from Caroline. "I was just…"

"It's okay", Caroline insisted teasingly. "We all get afraid sometimes."

He huffed. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"If this means watching you suffer than yes, I am enjoying this very much."

Stefan didn't let what had just happened shake him. He crawled into the cockpit, his eyes widening at what was in there. Rain poured through the shattered windows, with broken tree branches and damp leaves covering the view of the outside. The instrument panel was broken, and wires were exposed. The pilot slumped in his seat, lifeless. He looked back at Caroline protectively. "Hey, you don't have to come in here."

She shook her head. "No, I'm fine." To brighten up the situation, she gave a sassy smile, and eyed Klaus. "But I don't know if Sawyer is."

Klaus rolled his eyes. "Easy there, Freckles. Don't get too cocky."

Her mouth widened, and she laughed. "Oh, so now I'm the cocky one? And don't call me Freckles, it makes me feel like Little Orphan Annie."

"Damn it you two", shouted Stefan. "Do you want to get off the island or not? Sawyer. I'm gonna need you to help me find the transceiver."

"Sure, Doc. What does it look-" He was interrupted by the pilot, who suddenly jolted, awake. Caroline gasped, and moved aside so that a shocked Doctor Stefan could look at the disoriented man. She handed him a bottle of water from her backpack at his command, all of which the man consumed in a single gulp. After coughing some of it up, the man tried to speak.

"How many… how many…"

"At least forty-eight, including you."

The man turned to Caroline, pain from both his injuries and this new knowledge of loss affecting him. "How many hours… how many hours has it been?"

"Sixteen." This resulted in the man laughing weakly, and shaking his head.

"Sixteen hours? And nobody's come, right? Well, let me tell you something. Six hours into the flight, our radio went out. Nothing was functioning. Not the transponder, not the redundant system… Nobody could see us. So we, me and Pete, decided to turn back. To land in Fiji, home of the fresh water. Then we hit that turbulence… we were over a thousand miles off course then. If they're looking for us, if anyone is looking for us, they're looking for us in the wrong place."

The pilot let the trio sink this information into their heads, and then unbuckled his seatbelt, reaching his hand out. "We have a transceiver, right over there." He pointed towards the panel.

She looked through a compartment, and pulled out a damaged radio. Caroline handed it to him, and he began to work on it. "Damn it! It's not working."

"It's okay", Klaus said, "You can fix-" He was interrupted once again, this time by the same horrifying noise they'd heard the night before.

"MROOOAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR." All of their eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"It's right outside", Caroline whispered, swearing she'd heard the exact lines spoken in a horror movie before. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person, but she'd heard somewhere that the first person to speak was always the first one to be killed by the chainsaw guy.

A few moments passed, and a relieved Stefan said, "I think it's-" At that very moment, the pilot's body got yanked up, his legs hitting the window repeatedly due to the fact they got stuck in the branches. Caroline screamed, louder than she'd ever screamed in her entire life. The pilot did as well, as he cried and wept, begging someone to help him. But it was too late. The Monster had already gotten him. The pilot hit the window again, and continued screaming, just like everyone inside of the plane was. "Come on!", she shouted, as they all scrambled to get out of the cockpit.

Stefan leapt to grab the transceiver off the pilot's seat, and followed Klaus and Caroline as they slid down the aisle, riding the slide of hell. They squeezed through the crack once again, and ran away from the plane as fast as they could. "Everybody run!"

And so the three of them did, as fast as they could, away from the monster. It began to thunder now, proving that the worst things come at the worst times. The Monster followed them; Caroline could hear it catching up to them, gaining momentum and speed. Finally, she knew that she wouldn't be able to run forever, and decided to test her luck by hiding. Grabbing Klaus, who was the only person within arm distance, she slipped inside of the branches and vines of a 90-foot tall tree, hoping that it was enough to give her protection. She began to whisper to herself, terrified. "One, two, three."