A/N: Thank you so much for the wonderful comments! One of you asked if I was going to mention the baby in this story and I wanted to answer that - oh, yes, I am! That was one of the big reasons I thought this story up. Not sure if in the show, which I have no rights to, will do a crossover with TVD and have a scene with Klaus and Caroline about the baby. Just in case they don't, we'll do it here. Thank you!

I woke up slowly the next morning and every part of me felt heavy. My mind was in a fog. I was aware that I was comfortable and warm. His chest was my pillow and my leg was also thrown across his body. I felt his hand twirling in my hair at the nape of my neck.

I wished like anything that I could stay there, safe, numb and comfortable. But I remembered Elena and Damon coming to see me yesterday and my chest tightened. Bonnie was really gone. I stayed there, wishing that wasn't true, wishing we could rewind to my Mom helping me move in at Whitmore. That was a good day where I was happy, and looking forward to a new chapter in my life, and Bonnie was alive – well, I'd believed her to be.

The hum of a phone sounded close by. I felt him shift slightly beneath me and reach for it.

"What is it Elijah?" he asked quietly.

I froze. Oh my God, I'd forgotten. Tyler wasn't here with me. It was Klaus I was snuggled up to.

Honestly, I didn't pay attention at all to his conversation. I was trying to wrap my mind around Klaus being in my bed and me being wrapped around him.

He wasn't on the phone long and I kept my eyes closed, felt him shift again.

"I know you're awake, Caroline," he whispered.

His hand was still in my hair but he didn't move otherwise. I opened my eyes, with no idea how to proceed with him here. I eased away from him and he let me. I immediately stretched because it was all I could think of to do at the moment.

"Is my Mom home?" I asked him, my voice scratchy from sleep.

"Yes, she returned home a couple of hours ago, came in to check on you. She's sleeping now." Free of me, he eased into a sitting position as he eyed me warily. Knowing Klaus, he was probably waiting on me to start bitching at him, which I had to admit I often did. But there were moments, and I could kick myself over letting them bother me, when his vulnerability was clear on his face. Now was one of those times. Damn him.

He was one of the original family, only more deadly because he was both vampire and werewolf. He was indestructible.

And he was in my bed looking at me like I had to the power to break him. As much as I wanted to at times, I couldn't do it. I really couldn't do it at this moment. Not when I could still be rolling around alone on my cold, unfamiliar dorm room floor.

"Thank you, for this, everything," I fumbled over what to say. "Oh my God, could this be more awkward."

That drew the smug annoying grin I was used to out of him. "There she is. There's the Caroline I know."

"Did you actually miss her or something?" That came out with my usual sarcasm.

"Actually, I did," he admitted, watching me climb out of bed. His expression was still guarded.

I was disoriented as I searched my room for the tote bag he'd brought. I found it, dug through it. My phone wasn't there.

"Looking for this?"

I turned to see Klaus holding my phone up with two fingers. Smirking at me.

I marched over to him, hand out. "Give it to me, Klaus," I demanded.

"Making assumptions, are we?" He placed the phone in my hand. "You should give me some credit, Caroline. I kept it here so I could prevent it from waking you. Since that didn't happen, I didn't touch it really."

"Really." I snorted, taking a look at my phone. I didn't use a passcode so it would've been nothing for him to look at whatever he wanted on the phone. I tooled around, it didn't look as if anything had been tampered with.

Then I spotted a text message from Tyler, sent around two that morning. My frozen teen heart leapt in excitement to see it. Until I read it.

Caroline, we're not having any luck finding what we're looking for. We're heading out of town but we won't be that far away. Let me know how you are, okay? I love you.

"What does that even mean, Tyler?" I asked out loud before I could catch myself.

Klaus watched me, his face was hard to read.

"Trouble in paradise, love?"

"It's nothing."

But then if it's nothing, I thought to myself, why are the tears coming on? I tried to blink them away before Klaus could notice. Small chance of that. I decided that a nice big change of topic was in order.

"I'm starving," I announced and marched out of the room.

Klaus didn't immediately follow me and that was a good thing.

What was up with Tyler? I was so out of my element with the news of Bonnie that I remember being disappointed with him not staying with me. But now, after a night of rest and a slightly clearer head, I realized that this was out of character for him. Tyler didn't usually hide things from me. Okay, I didn't know exactly what happened when he took off on his pilgrimage to break his sire bond to Klaus. I knew he made friends with Hayley, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but the rest of that time in his life was a mystery.

Still, Tyler usually let me know what was going on. Why wasn't he now? What were they looking for? Why were they going out of town?

Why did he care how I was when he wasn't with me?

I slammed the phone down on the table, threw myself into one of the kitchen chairs and buried my face in my hands. I hated feeling like a clingy girlfriend. And considering I just lost one of the people I loved the most, I shouldn't have to. Right?

"Everything okay?"

Klaus found his way into the kitchen. I didn't even look up at him.

"No."

"You said you were starving. Where do you keep your stash, Caroline? Unless you want me to get you something fresher…"

I did jerk my head up to look at him on that note. "Really, Klaus?"

He grinned at me. "Tell me where then."

"There's a fridge in the basement," I told him.

Klaus headed back into the hallway, leaving me again with my thoughts. My phone hummed again. This time, it was Damon.

Where are you?

Sighing, I answered.

Back home with Mom.

I heard Klaus on the stairs heading into the basement. I thought about adding that Klaus was here with me, but things were bad enough. Knowing he was back in town, even just for me, would get Elena in an uproar. It would have upset Stefan too. If he weren't wherever the hell he was with my boyfriend. Somehow, these days, I didn't think Damon was on such bad terms with Klaus.

Sit tight. We've talked with Bonnie's father. We're holding off on saying anything about Bonnie. Trouble. What's new? Will tell you later.

Trouble? Was this what Mom was hinting at? They didn't want it known that Bonnie was dead? What was going on? Was Tyler involved in it? Was Stefan?

Klaus was back before I knew it. I texted 'OK' back to Damon and put the phone down. I took the blood bag Klaus offered, and I noticed he helped himself to one, and he began to go through the kitchen drawers looking for straws. He found them before I could say anything. Handing me one, he sat down across from me at the table.

"So who has you electronically vexed?" he asked casually.

I met his gaze not knowing what to say.

"Everybody?" I worked my straw into my bag and took a huge gulp. It made me feel physically better anyway. "Tyler."

"Ah. So I take it the mission to bring Bonnie back isn't going well?"

I'd forgotten I'd told him that. Since he didn't steel up and start demanding answers to questions on how the mission related to him, I assumed there wasn't a problem answering that.

"I guess not." I took another drink. I started thinking about a subject change but mentally I wasn't all that agile at the moment. Too many worries crowded in my head. "I have no idea honestly. He's not telling me anything about what they are up to or where they are going."

I could see the interest lighting up his eyes. "They. Who's with Tyler?"

"Stefan."

"So the rejected brother has returned to town, has he?" Klaus asked, amused.

"I guess. I haven't seen him. I only know because Tyler mentioned it when he came to see me yesterday."

"So he did come by to see you?" he asked.

"Yes. He came by. He just couldn't stay."

"Because he and Stefan have a plan to bring Bonnie back," he finished for me. "Well, that's an interesting notion, isn't it?"

"If they could find a way…"

"Yes, but you're a smart girl, Caroline. Why are Stefan and Tyler so interested in bringing Bonnie back? Why the urgency now?"

They were good questions. Tyler and Bonnie had never been particularly close. I knew she and Stefan got on well, when Stefan wasn't being a ripper or an emotionless ass. But now that he put it that way, it did seem off.

"You never told me…"

"I never told you what?" I had to ask, almost dreading what was coming.

Klaus had nearly finished his blood bag. He regarded me curiously.

"How did you end up being Tyler's girlfriend?"

The fact that he'd switched to a more personal topic from the subject of what Tyler and Stefan were up to caught me off guard. He must have felt that whatever they were doing wouldn't have any impact on him. Or he wanted me to think that. He may not be focusing on it with me now, but that in no way meant he would forget about it. Klaus never forgot anything.

"Well, he didn't find out he was a werewolf until around the time I was turned," I explained.

"Who turned you?" He finished his bag and set it aside.

"I had Damon's blood in my system. I'd been in a car accident with Tyler and Matt the night Tyler's father died. I'd had some internal bleeding and wasn't doing so well. Bonnie and Elena had him give me his blood to save me. It worked."

"And?"

"Katherine killed me to send a message to Damon and Stefan. She smothered me with a pillow in my hospital bed. I didn't know it was her at the time. I thought it was Elena."

"Katerina," he said, shaking his head. "Well, that sounds like something she'd do."

"Tyler found out around that time that he was a werewolf. It didn't take him long to figure out there was something different about me too." I had to laugh at that memory. "He thought, at first, I was a werewolf too."

"What an odd couple. A vampire and a werewolf."

"Yeah. Well, we were both fairly new to … all this. So, we were able to help each other and we got close," I explained. "It hasn't been perfect. I mean, like anybody, we've had our ups and downs."

"That a real shame," Klaus said.

"A shame? Really? You were the cause of most of those ups and downs," I accused him.

He didn't even try to look guilty. He squarely met my gaze.

"Perhaps I did. But targeting your relationship with Tyler was never my intention. If my plans had an impact, well, it was a side effect."

"Collateral damage?" I asked him, reminding him that what he told me I was when he came to save me the night Tyler had bitten me on my birthday.

He nodded, his gaze intense. "I stopped thinking of you that way some time ago."

"And I'm the reason you came all the way up from New Orleans now?" I asked him, still a little surprised that there wasn't an obvious ulterior motive.

"You are," he admitted.

"So you're trying to earn points? Is that it?" I was trying to finish my bag, watching him consider his answer to that.

"You're not a game, Caroline. You're not a prize to be won." He grinned then as a drop of blood slid down my chin. He reached over to swipe it away with a finger. "And your table decorum leaves a lot to be desired."

He was laughing at me when he brought that finger to his lips, sucking the blood off. Something squeezed in my chest watching him do it.

Then I recovered. "Did you just say I had bad table manners?"

I jumped up from the table to play punch him in the arm while he kept laughing. I was laughing with him.

Finally he put up a hand to block me, still playing.

"Big baby," I teased him. "Like I could hurt you."

Some of his amusement faded at that and he pinned me with that stare again.

"Actually, Caroline, you're the only one who really could hurt me now."

His phone hummed in his pocket only a beat later, ending that moment. He talked with someone named Marcel while I tried to catch my breath.