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Chapter Two

Shout

"I need another story, something took it off my chest. My life is kind of boring, need something that I can confess."

Caroline's heart was beating a mile a minute as she faced him, faced Klaus. Her emotions were going completely haywire, varying from fury to nervousness. How the hell is this even happening? He was supposed to be gone but here he is, with some girl hanging all over him… Her eyes narrowed as stared at the girl. She was pretty, Caroline would give her that, with smooth dark skin and thick, curly black hair.

And she was practically drooling all over Klaus. Please don't tell me I was that pathetic five months ago. For some reason the sight of the girl made Caroline inexplicably angry. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the father of my child is apparently a man-whore.

Her annoyed thoughts were interrupted when said man spoke. "Five months?" Klaus repeated, his voice sounding strained. "That's-" He stopped suddenly, before gesturing to her swollen belly. "You're pregnant." He stated abruptly, as if needing to make sure that he really was seeing what he was seeing.

Caroline almost felt pity for him as she nodded her confirmation.

"Well… What… How?" She could practically see him trying to formulate his question.

"Who's your little friend, Klaus?" The girl he had with him suddenly interrupted them, sneering as she leaned possessively against Klaus from behind him, sending a fierce glare at Caroline as she did so. At this point, Klaus seemed to finally compose himself, and soon enough his smirk was back on, though Caroline could tell it was strained at best.

"Greta… This is Caroline." He said. Caroline was about to do the polite thing and say 'hello' even though she really, really didn't want to when Greta turned away from her, completely ignoring her.

"Can we go? I'm bored." Greta's voice was unbearably high pitched as she whined at Klaus. Immediately, Caroline felt her anger rise. Okay, it's official; I've already had enough of this bitch.

"Let me guess? A new flame for the night?" She said, directing the question at Klaus and smiling slightly at Greta's offended look.

Even Klaus himself wore a slightly amused look at the scene unfolding before him; for some reason his grin only made Caroline angrier and she wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face. "Greta, why don't you go get us some more drinks so I can have a moment with Caroline here?" He kept his eyes on Caroline as he said this, much to Greta's displeasure.

"Whatever." The girl groused, turning away and going to the bartender.

"Now, now, love, don't be jealous." Klaus told Caroline with a smirk as soon Greta had stepped away.

"Jealous? Yeah, right. Don't flatter yourself." The blonde snorted, her voice full of sarcasm as she spoke. Really?

"Well, what put you in a mood? Is it the hormones?" He replied condescendingly, eyes narrowed as the amusement dropped from his tone.

"And whose fault is that, do you think?" She hissed back, suddenly furious. What is his problem? I'm pregnant, not useless… And, he's the one that caused this in the first place…. God, what did I even see in him?

Her reply caused Klaus to pause, suspicion clear in his expression. "What are you talking about, Caroline?" He asked evenly, fist clenching at his side as his eyes burned into hers. For a moment, Caroline wasn't sure she should answer, wasn't sure she could answer, but of course her big mouth got the best of her.

"I'd think it's pretty obvious." She said, sarcasm once again ringing in her tone.

"Obvious? Not sure I follow, sweetheart. I don't see what your being pregnant has to do…" Horrible realization entered his face as he suddenly stopped mid sentence. "How far along are you?" He asked after a minute, his voice taught with tension.

Well, it's now or never. "Around about five months." Caroline replied, basically confirming his fears. She crossed her arms over her chest as the air around them suddenly became a thousand times more unpleasant.

Abruptly, Klaus let out a dark chuckle, his face splitting into a wide smile. It wasn't the happy kind of smile though, in fact, if she was being honest with herself, it looked rather sinister. "You're kidding. This is a joke." He said, sneering at her. "Nice try, but this can't be true."

"Do I really look like I'm joking?"

"So what are you trying to say? That it's mine?" He laughed again. "I don't think so." Klaus leaned in closer to her until their faces were inches apart and spoke lowly. "Careful there, sweetheart, don't forget it was you who jumped me that night. I wouldn't be too quick to take the high horse… after all, it wouldn't be surprising if I wasn't your only little tryst that week." He smirked coldly. "Just look at how easily you spread your legs for me."

Caroline saw red and shoved him away from her, hard. She was practically vibrating with anger. How the hell does he think he has the right to talk about me like that?

"You don't know anything about me." She hissed, getting right in his face before stepping back again. She took a deep breath. "You know what? Fine. Don't believe me, what do I care?" Her eyes were narrowed into a fierce glare as she continued to speak. "I never even wanted anything to do with you in the first place. But, hey, I thought I should tell you because that's the kind of person I am. The kind of person who is honest." Not the kind you want to think I am, you dick.

Klaus scoffed, his eyes still on hers as his gaze darkened with anger. "If you really wanted to tell me, you would have looked for me before."

"Don't you think I tried?" Her indignant shout caused a few heads to turn and stare at them. "I couldn't find you, you ass. I don't even know why I looked for you in the first place! I don't want anything to do with you, and I don't want you in our lives, either." She punctuated each sentence by getting closer and closer.

"Well, the feeling's mutual, sweetheart." Klaus replied, growling down at her.

Caroline finally had enough and stepped back, grabbing her purse and getting ready to go, her emotions almost spinning out of control by now. I've had enough. I don't need this shit. "God, that's it, I'm out of here." She threw her hands up as said this, the frustration of it all too much for her. "Have a nice life and good riddance." She hissed at Klaus. Just as she turned to go, she saw Stefan approaching them, having just gone to get the car.

"Hey, you ready to go?" He said as he reached her. Stefan, being as perceptive as he was, immediately noticed the tension between the two of them. "Who's this?" He asked, hostilely, instantly putting a protective hand on Caroline's shoulder, sensing that Klaus was up to no good with her.

"No one important." Caroline replied, delivering her last blow to him. She turned away from Klaus and faced Stefan, wanting to nothing more than to get the hell out of there. "Come one, let's just go."

As she walked to the door with Stefan following close behind, Caroline could feel Klaus' eyes burning into her back all the way.

The drive back to Caroline's apartment building was made in tense silence. She felt Stefan's eyes continually shifting to look at her, concerned, but she couldn't bring herself to reassure him. She was barely keeping it together as it was, so full emotion; she was just so furious. How could Klaus dare to imply that she was some girl who slept around with random strangers all the time? Klaus was the only guy she had ever done that with! And, like he was one to talk, he was clearly a no good womanizer and she was ashamed she ever had anything to do with him.

But underneath all of her anger, she couldn't help but be hurt by his words. When she went looking for him, but didn't find him, she had stopped searching (after all, the guy had moved out of his place and she wasn't about to hire a private investigator). At the time she told herself that she really tried, that she did her best but, truth is, she had given up so soon because she really didn't want to find him. Because finding him would have made the situation all real. And she was afraid that he would've reacted exactly the way he just had. And it hurt her. Even though she really wanted to deny it, it hurt her. Even though his opinion really shouldn't matter to her, it did.

It's like it's Tyler all over again.

Why am I so pathetic? He doesn't matter. He doesn't. So stop thinking about it. You won't have to deal with him again. It's done.

Finally, Stefan pulled the car in front of her apartment building, and Caroline attempted to make her escape as quickly as possible, out of the car in record time. Stefan followed her lead, though, stepping out, and calling to her as she made her way to the steps that lead to the front door.

"Care!" The blonde turned reluctantly to face her friend. "Are you sure you're okay? Who was that?" For a moment, Caroline considered just saying 'no one' again but she knew she couldn't keep it to herself for long, especially not from Stefan. Besides, he always had fortune cookie advice at the ready, so he might be able to help her, right?

"That-" She hesitated before taking a deep breath and trying again. "That was Klaus." She said firmly.

Stefan immediately looked shocked. "Klaus as in…?" Caroline nodded. "Oh, okay… wow." He was silent for a moment, clearly still processing, until he looked back at her. "So, I guess he didn't take the news well, huh?" He ventured.

Caroline snorted. "Understatement."

"I'm sorry." Stefan replied, not believing her aloof demeanor for a second.

"It doesn't matter, Stefan." She shrugged, trying to keep her emotions in check. "I don't need or want him around anyways. We're better off without him." She moved her hand so that it was resting on her swollen stomach.

"Alright…" Stefan replied, his tone slightly doubtful.

"What?" Caroline asked in return, with a slight eye roll.

"I don't know, Care." He shrugged. "Far be it from me to defend him, but you did kind of drop a big bomb on him, you can't expect him to just accept it right away. The guy barely knows you…" He reasoned, trying to see the bright side as usual.

Caroline sighed. "Look, I was willing to give him a chance, even though I really didn't want to, I knew I couldn't just keep it from him; I mean, what kind of mother would I be if I purposely kept my baby from having a father?" She paused for a moment, trying to keep herself calm and failing miserably. "But he just… ugh! I mean, the nerve he had to basically call me a slut? I am done with him. I don't ever want to see him again." She was ashamed to feel the telltale prickle of tears in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around herself.

Stefan looked at her sadly, waiting for her let out her real feelings about the whole situation.

"Does that make me a horrible, shallow person?" She asked after a moment, shaking a little as her breath hitched. "Am I going to be an even worse mom?" Suddenly the tears began spilling down her cheeks. Stefan immediately walked forward and pulled his friend into his arms.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's okay." He told her quietly, his tone soothing. Caroline wrapped herself tighter in his embrace, needing the comfort. "Of course it doesn't mean that. You're Caroline, you're the best person I know and you are going to be a great mom, okay?" As he said the last part he pulled back and smiled down at her.

She found her own lips turning up in response, her tears already beginning to slow. "Thanks, Stef." She whispered, reaching forward to give his hand a squeeze. "This baby is going to be lucky to have you as an uncle." She told him sincerely.

"Of course." He replied with a smirk causing Caroline's small smile to widen the tiniest bit more.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She said before pulling away completely and once again heading to the apartment building.

"Okay, but take care of yourself."

Caroline had to roll her eyes at that. "It's only one night, Stef, I'll be fine."

"If you're sure…" He got back into his car, and with a final wave at her, left, driving calmly off.

The blonde sighed to herself as she made it up the final steps to the apartment building and unlocked the front door, heading immediately to the elevator.

As soon as Caroline was up into her apartment, she found her mind drifting traitorously back to Klaus. And she wondered, if I am so done with him, why can't I stop thinking about him?

The tires on Klaus' car squealed as he brought it to an abrupt stop in his driveway. Angrily, he got out and headed to the front door of his large mansion-like house, slamming it roughly shut as he went inside. He immediately headed to his fully stocked bar, grabbing a whole bottle of whiskey and taking a generous gulp.

With sudden fury, he slammed his fist down on the bar top so hard that the bottle actually moved a bit. He barely noticed the pain radiating from his hand and up his arm.

She actually thought that she could fool me? What an imbecile. Klaus leaned heavily on the bar, taking another swig of his whiskey as his mind continue to swirl with dark thoughts. That bitch ruined my entire evening.

No one would say that Klaus Mikaelson was a man who was easily swept to the side. But, that is exactly what Caroline did to him tonight. She had somehow gained the upper hand and had had the last word. He told himself that that was why he was so annoyed, so full of emotion, and not for any other reason…

Certainly not because of her crazy accusations… Why do I always get the crazy women?

Well tonight I didn't even get any woman, Klaus thought, having just realized that he probably left Greta standing alone at the bar, waiting for him. For some reason, Klaus found that he couldn't care less.

His mind was solely focused on one woman tonight.

Caroline. He didn't even know her last name, he realized.

Not that he cared.

Still, it had been quite a shock to see her again, this woman that had plagued his thoughts for months. Because she had. After their night together, Klaus just couldn't seem to get her out of his mind. There had just been something about her. When he had woken up the next morning to find her gone, with nothing for him to be reminded of her but his memory… Klaus wasn't quite sure to explain how he had felt.

At the time, he remembered wishing that he had asked for Caroline's number – which was something he didn't often ask of from any woman. Klaus didn't do relationships, he just didn't. Too much emotional baggage.

He had known since he was old enough that he would lead the bachelor life. And that is exactly what he had done. The longest relationship he had ever had with a woman had been a month long, and that had ended in misery for them both.

Klaus was better off on his own, that he was sure of. So, even though he had regretted not having Caroline's number, this woman that left him curious for more, he didn't even attempt to find her again, knowing it was probably for the best.

He instead went on with his new life here in Richmond, finally moving out of his interim apartment and into his house after construction finished. He had only moved to the States a few months before he had met Caroline, deciding to leave England and put an ocean between him and his father. He ended up moving to Virginia because he had found a few good business opportunities, and his company had a branch there.

He probably could have moved anywhere in America but he had wanted to move somewhere where he wouldn't be easily found by his beloved father, and who would expect to find Niklaus Mikaelson in Virginia of all places? So, here he was.

Luckily, Klaus' company ran smoothly even though it was now headquartered here. His business not particularly huge, it's main function being the acquirement of obscure art and reselling it to various galleries around the world, but it did bring in a very large income. Still, much as he liked his day job, it was not all he spent his time on. So, since arriving here, he had also opened a bar, something he had always dreamed of doing.

Now, he spent most nights in Originals, his very own club/bar.

But, despite it all, his thoughts still often drifted to Caroline. The way she had moved against him, under him, above him. It annoyed him more than anything at first. Klaus did not dwell on old flames; it simply wasn't done. Yet there he was, doing exactly that.

And then he ran into her. He had been foolishly excited in the beginning, seeing her like that. It was pure coincidence that he had even run into her. Tonight had been the first time in months he had gone somewhere other than his bar (by the request of Greta) and he couldn't believe his luck.

And then he saw she was pregnant. And everything changed.

Caroline told him that the baby was his. But it's impossible, just impossible. The child couldn't possibly be mine… He had gotten blindingly angry at the mere thought of it. How did she think she had the right to tell him something like that and think he would actually believe it? So, Klaus did what he did best. He had lashed out in a harsh way.

He had thought at first that that would be enough to make Caroline back off, but she surprised him by staying strong and fighting him right back. It had greatly frustrated him at the time but now as he calmed down a bit from the encounter, he felt a grudging respect for her. There were not many people who dared to talk to him like that, but Caroline had done it without any qualms.

It was shocking, in all honesty, that this woman that had been in his thoughts for all that time, suddenly appeared and made wild accusations at him. So, he went straight to the most likely truth; the kid was someone else's. After all, Caroline also hadn't had any qualms jumping him that night, a guy she barely knew, why not some other poor unsuspecting man? (For some reason that made Klaus' chest fill with an unfamiliar feeling.)

The baby can't be mine. It can't. But the way Caroline had looked at him, her eyes had been so alarmingly honest. And, Klaus couldn't help but to let her words begin to get to him, no matter how much he wanted to push it away and deny it.

What if… What if this child really is mine? Is it… is it possible?

Even if it is, he or she will be much better off without me; I would be a horrible father.

But a part of Klaus felt suddenly guilty, that part that was hidden deep inside, underneath his rough outer exterior. If this is really my baby, can I go on knowing that abandoned it before it was even born? Wouldn't that make me an even worse father?

Maybe, maybe I can be a better father to him or her than Mikael was… Maybe I can learn from his mistakes…

Every child deserves to have a father… right?

Klaus could barely believe the way his thoughts were going. What am I even doing? This isn't even real.

But, the thoughts wouldn't leave his mind. Even the possibility was too much for him. He needed to know, he needed to know the truth… and, after that, well, he would deal with it, one way or another.

Suddenly, Klaus had his mind made up, and he reached into his pocket for his cell phone. He dialed in the appropriate number and waited impatiently for the phone to be picked up.

Finally, he heard a stiff greeting. "Hello."

"Maddox, I need you to do something, mate. Can you track someone down for me?" Klaus smirked as heard the man's reply. "Fantastic."

I need to know if this child is mine, even if his mother most likely hates me now.

That's it for now, my lovelies :) I will see you all with the next installment sometime this weekend! (I think it's going to be a good one!) I can't believe this story has been getting such a great response! :D

Thanks for reading and let me know what you think!

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