A/N- This chapter is a bit long. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to type when you are crying? Well I realized it today after watching 'Graduation' and also the season finale of Arrow, 'Sacrifice'. Damon got me crying today, so did Stefan, Elena, Alaric, Bonnie, Jeremy, Matt, Rebecca and of course Klaus and Caroline. Yes, those who haven't watched it yet, you'd like to see it. Actually you will love it. You will cry and curse and smile and jump all in one hour.

The episode was exactly what I was expecting for. I think I love Julie Plec now, and I really hope she'd continue creating the magic in the Originals as well.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters and names are creative property of their owners. The plot however belongs to the author and is not allowed to use in any way without permission.

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~~The story~~

"Hey Care,did you get home safely?" Bonnie sounded concerned over the phone. Caroline smiled when she overheard Dancing with Stars from the background.

From dusk to dawn, it was her and her friends' most favorite time in the whole day. They never sleep at night, until the dawn came. Caroline had tried to imitate the human but in the past eighteen years there was no single night when she enjoyed a deep bottomless sleep, thanks to her ethereal gene pool She envied her neighbors whenever her eyes fell on their open windows and she caught a glimpse of their carefree sleeping faces. However she loved watching over the town and its nocturnal creatures in the clear nights, and she loved chatting with the rest of her friends when no one was around to eavesdrop.

"Is that a commercial break or something?"

"Shoot me with whatever question you have. The show can be recorded."

Caroline laughed at Bonnie. She was grateful to mother Nature for giving her such beautiful friends, who completed her sentences even before the thoughts emerged to her mind, answered her before she was questioning them. She pressed her lips and walked to her window. The room was dark except for the lights seeping inside from their garden. She closely registered at her reflection faintly glowing on the glasses of her window. She glanced at her mirror and found her skin glowing brightly, her golden locks were dazzling in a celestial blaze and her eyes were sparkling. It was a definite sign of losing control. She took a deep breath, exhaled very slowly concentrating on a photograph on her dresser. She repeated the process for three times, by the fourth time she looked like a normal blonde.

"This morning when you meditated did you see something interesting about to happen?"

"A lot actually, but exactly which 'interesting thing' you are concerned about?"

"I think I met him this evening, and..." Caroline cleared her throat. She knew what she was intending to ask, but framing the words together seemed difficult. "Is there any possibility that this is the time or do I have to start waiting again?"

Bonnie waited for a moment before speaking. "Caroline what's the matter? Tell me everything."

Caroline took a deep breath and started telling her about the evening, how she was feeling sick again, and how he helped her. How she felt with him, but she carefully chose to skip the part where she kissed him.

"He said that he had seen me in his dreams. I thought he was simply flirting but then there was something very strange happening in my body. I was feeling better, like I never felt before. I was perfectly healthy. Now I am not really sure if it was my teenage hormones exasperating by the nearness of a smoking hot man or it was something supernatural, but the feeling was..." Caroline panted a little, "...great."

A long minute of silence took place before Bonnie replied her. "I believe it's the time."

They all had been waiting for the day, and the perfect time to come. Caroline could not believe herself when she heard Bonnie speaking over the phone.

"You know we see the possibilities and probabilities, calculate them and finally land on a certain conclusion which mostly turns to be right. Except for the self-believing confident people who choose a less-immune, less-trodden way, tend to make their own paths. They came today, as we predicted, and you are saying you met him today. So clearly today is one of our lucky day when things are going right." Bonnie smiled making a jolly noise. "Congratulations Care for getting your magic man into your life."

"Wait, so you are saying that Klaus is the one who can get me cured?" Caroline rounded her eyes in shock. She was sitting on Caroline's bed, with a cushion to rest her back on the headboard.

"Apparently."

Caroline frowned. "Because he said he had seen me in his dreams?"

"Every man sees beautiful women in their dreams. It's their inbuilt psychological and physical fault." Bonnie rolled her eyes and gave her a nasty look. For some odd reasons she always managed to avoid the opposite sex very cautiously as though they were the bearers of some incurable doggy disease. "I am saying this because you said me how being with him made you feel better."

"Can you do one thing? Next time you meet him please try to know why he is here and also try to know the whole story okay?"

Bonnie and Caroline had been talking about the missing pieces of their puzzle, which complete the story they needed to know. It was April who brought up the question a couple of months back, in her birthday party. Liz was her first target who had made herself very clear that before the right time none of them should know anything more than they were already been told. It was a little frustrating, and confusing as well; but no one of them had enough courage to ask her the reason.

"So it is him right?" Caroline asked dubiously.

"I saw all of them coming, and they did come this evening right? I would have asked you about this myself if you hadn't call me." Bonnie raised her eyes. "You've gotta believe in the star power to make it useful Care."

When Caroline disconnected the call she was floating the in seventh sky anticipating her next meeting with Klaus.

When the clock stroke one in the morning, Caroline heard a faint footstep in her room. Someone was walking in silence around the bed, the subtle noise of his shoes was too close to her. Before opening her eyes she knew who it was from the powerful mannish musky smell. It was him, finally. Somehow he managed to break in to her room and glide around as an heavenly dream. She decided to play along.

Tossing herself in the fluffy comfort she moaned, very slightly so as to make it sound like a dreamy sigh. She felt a touch of a finger on her cheek.

"Who are you?" She murmured. "Am I dreaming?"

"May be, or may be not. How does it matter love?" Klaus muttered under his breath. By then Caroline was sure about his presence in her room.

"I know, you are Klaus, but why are you here?"

She heard a chuckle waving in the air. "I wanted to see you. Touch you once for real."

She opened her eyes slowly, taking some time to calm herself down. Although that did not work because her heart was racing.

"You said earlier that you had dreams of me?" Klaus widened his eyes for a split second, and then his eyes twinkled with a smile.

"Are you awake?"

"May be, or may be not." Caroline imitated him playfully. "How does it matter? Tell me about your dream."

Klaus made himself seated beside her on her bed, keeping a small distance between him and her warm body.

"I was painting one night. Suddenly there was a breeze in my place. It was everywhere, even when I tried to close all the windows and shut every door, it was there grazing my skin. I waited for the breeze to stop, but it did not. Instead it was getting cooler, calmer. The night was serene, and the sky was full of stars. That is when it happened."

"What happened?" Caroline was lost in his story.

"The colors in my pallet mixed up together, it turned bright yellow first. Then there was a golden illumination, everything in my room was aglow. Slowly the golden glow turned into a silver-white cold fire. Then there was you."

Caroline stopped breathing at this point. "Me?"

"Your face, your eyes. Your laughter sounding like a fountain of sweet water saving the tired pilgrims' life. our eyes showing the lost wanderers light. Your hair like a bundle of silk spread through the air. Everything was changed. That was the first night I painted your portrait."

"Without even seeing me for real?"

"I saw you, it was real for me. Very real, very vivid."

Caroline remained silent, inhaling his smell, concocting his story with the bits she was told by her mother Liz inside her mind. After a while she rose and sat beside him.

"You told me this evening that you came here to find someone. Did you find him?"

Klaus breathed in. "It's not a Him, actually. I don't know where she is but I hope to find her soon. Finding her is something my life is depending upon." He looked down at Caroline's face.

"Tell me." She whispered.

"Do you believe in magic?" Klaus was smiling but something in his tone was bearing grave seriousness.

"Well, I barely know you, and still I am here allowing you in my bedroom, listening to your stories. Isn't this magical enough?"

Klaus chuckled and nodded.

"There was a prince, Prince Hector of Matheran. He was to marry Princess Alicia, daughter of King Norman. Hector was a person who strongly believed in magic. Now, the most extraordinary magic happens to two kinds of people. One who firmly believes in them, and one who don't. Most of the time the non-believers never realize the biggest magic happening to them. Prince Hector came under the first category. He knew when his life was changing, and he delightfully welcomed the magic."

"What was it?"

"It was a shooting star. She was fallen from the sky to save people who needed her blessings. Prince Hector saw the shooting star, decided to follow the fallen star's path and left his castle. He rode for seven days, and finally when he found the star he was shocked. It is said that the star bound herself with him for the eternity, so that the noble man would live as long as the star would shine in the night sky. But after eighteen months Prince Hector was killed by King Norman, whose daughter was going to get married with the prince. Since the two were bound together the star died with him too."

Caroline's face fell with a sudden feeling of sadness. Klaus noticed that and placed his hands over hers.

"The magic was still alive somewhere. Some nomads were passing the same way in a forest Prince Hector and the star were killed in. They found the dying couple and served them for a while, however it was too late to save them. According to the folklore, before leaving the star left her powers in a human vessel so that when the time comes the power can be used."

The next two minutes Caroline couldn't help herself uttering a single word. She knew a part of this story, though she never knew about the human vessel.

"Who was this human vessel?"

"She was the only daughter of Prince Hector, and the star Princess Bellatrix. Bellatrix came down to save mankind from their sin and sufferings, and Hector, the noble man took a vow to protect the star Princess, daughter of Venus. When they died, their daughter was sent to the Castle of King Adrian, elder brother of Prince Hector and guardian of the little princess. She was very young and pretty, and full of powers. However her powers got repressed by the shock of seeing her parents die. I wonder if she remembered anything, but in a way it was for her own good because there were people who wanted her for their selfish acts. King Adrian was strong, but not string enough to secure his people and his family from the evil powers those were attacking them continuously. So the star mother Queen Venus decided to protect the princess herself. One night when the castle was attacked the dark soldiers found the nursery of the young princess empty. The princess got lost with her powers and the stars to protect her."

This was a lot ot take in for Caroline. She knew bits of the story, but the details were always vague to her.

"So are you looking for this lost princess?"

Klaus laughed at her innocent manner.

"I am looking for a doctor. It was a story you wanted to hear, and I used the opportunity to charm you."

"Well, it was good." Caroline forced a laugh too, shaking off her astonishment. "I am kind of charmed, I must say."

"So where is my reward Miss Caroline?"

"What reward?"

Klaus smirked at her surprised reaction, his gaze came down to her face with an intensity she never felt before.

"I told you two stories this night, so I am expecting a reward form the noble lady I served."

Caroline felt her face heating, she took a secret glance at her mirror to make sure if she was shining again. She was, but the light was a nervous pink instead of blazing white. She stammered breathlessly. "This is so not fair."

"This is just so fair love, to give me my prize of being a good storyteller." Klaus inched towards her with a devilish grin pasted on his lips. Caroline felt all her blood gathering in her face, her heart thumping wildly against her chest. She knew which direction the conversation was heading to, and she was absolutely loving the small rewarding policy Klaus came up with. The only issue of her dislike was he was about to leave, earlier than she expected. How long they had been talking? She looked at his face, her eyes descended down to his lips, and before she knew anything else she found herself tugging his lower lips between her teeth. A hunger awoke in the core of her belly and it started spreading fiercely through her veins as she felt his tongue with hers.

"This reward is for being a good story-teller." She whispered and dived into his mouth again finding every inch of his delicious goodness. "And this is for coming back to see me."

She felt his hands snaking through her skin, tugging her t-shirt and setting her on fire. She pulled away before it was out of her control, although the burning was still raging to an intolerable level.

"And this is your punishment for leaving so early." She panted moving further away from him, her eyes locked with his and the intensity made her moan very softly.

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Thank you all for reading. Have a happy weekend.

Next chapter: Searching for the star...