Okay, so I know the ending of the last chapter was kind of Twilight-ish but in my defense it does happen in VD too with Stefan and Elena. Thank you to my amazing followers and reviewers! I love hearing feedback so much, it is what motivates me to write chapters for you guys! Any more reviews are greatly appreciated!

"I refuse to fall in love with any of them. They disobey me and infuriate me!" Klaus yelled, pacing the floor.

"They? Or she?" Elijah interjected from the brown leather couch. "It seems to me that Caroline is the only one disobeying you."

"She is judging me for what I am. The deal was not to change what I am, it was to make one of them fall in love with me. ME!"

"Then discard her, send her home." Rebecca said, annoyed from her perch next to Elijah.

"I can't. I uh, I mean she. . ." Klaus said, stopping his pacing. "Bring Caroline down here," he ordered a maid. He noticed the looks on both Elijah and Rebecca's faces, but chose to ignore them. Of course he wasn't in love with her.

Caroline stomped down the stairs, and Klaus tried not to look at her behind in her jeans. "What do you want Klaus? Are you finally going to let me go home?"

"No." He stated simply, "Come. We are going on a walk."

"A walk?" Caroline said skeptically.

"Yes." Klaus said, continuing with his short answers.

Caroline looked as though she was going to argue, but she simply walked the rest of the way down the stairs and out the front door. Klaus smirked after her and followed her out the door, grabbing his coat with one hand and slipping the black leather onto his shoulders. He caught up to Caroline with a few jogging steps and stepped into pace with her. "You know Caroline, we were having quite a nice time at the ball before you decided to become angry with me."

"Decided? I saw you kill your maid!"

"No you didn't. You saw me feeding on her. She did not die. She is fine, and continuing her work."

"But, you. . ." Caroline hesitated, looking at Klaus with confusion in her eyes.

"Oh, and you thought you knew me so well." Klaus said, smirking at Caroline.

Caroline smiled sweetly back at him, "well was I so off? By all means, show me the truth."

"I thought you might say that." Klaus said, leading Caroline along the path behind the house.

"Where are we going?" Caroline asked.

"Well I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise now would I?" Klaus joked. She followed him to the front of a barn-like building and stepped back as he opened the doors.

Caroline stepped inside, bracing herself for the smell of horses and other farm animals. Instead, the large room was covered with hanging paintings, with a large easel on one end. Caroline sucked in her breath and began to walk around the barn, looking at each painting with awe. "These are beautiful."

"I had hoped you would like them," Klaus said, perusing the paintings behind Caroline, but keeping his eyes on her, weighing her reactions.

"This one," Caroline sighed, stopping in front of a blue and gray painting. "it's beautiful. There's something lonely about it."

"Yes, well when you've lived as long as I have, you begin to miss the value of human connections," Klaus looked into Caroline's eyes, and she couldn't help but believe him.

"I'm sorry," Caroline forced herself to tear her eyes away from Klaus's.

"Don't pity me, love."

"Not about that—I mean yes about that—but I mean about the party. I've always been kind of quick to judge," Caroline rushed through the sentence, trying to get it out before she changed her mind about saying it.

Klaus didn't know what to say. He couldn't remember when the last time someone had apologized to him was. Well at least without it being tortured out of them by him. "Caroline I—I fancy you," Klaus said honestly. "It wasn't my plan. In fact, it goes against my plan."

"Why? You had 26 other girls to choose from, why choose me?"

"You're strong Caroline. And you're beautiful. You test me, you make me so angry and yet I can't stay away from you. I can't get you out of my head." Klaus began to pace. Then, all of a sudden he stopped, grabbing Caroline's face in his hands and pushing her up against the hard wood of the barn. His eyes flitted down to her lips, as if asking permission. She gave the tiniest of nods and in the next moment, Klaus's lips smashed into hers.

The kiss was passionate, hot with urgency, but at the same time, it was tender. Klaus's lips were soft, fitting perfectly with Caroline's. Caroline opened her mouth in an involuntary moan, and Klaus took the opportunity to let his tongue explore her mouth. Caroline wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself closer to his body and pulling lightly on his hair. He moved his face, trying to get even closer to her, his arm pulling her waist into his body. He pulled his mouth from her lips and she groaned in protest, but Klaus simply moved his lips down to her neck, biting lightly on her clavicle before tracing kisses across the bone to her shoulder. She smiled, pulling his face back up to her mouth and kissing his lips passionately. Klaus took one hand from Caroline's hips—keeping the other around her to hold her tightly to him—and began to unbutton her shirt. She smiled into his kiss and shifted to make it easier for him.

"Well I hope I'm not interrupting something," Klaus and Caroline split apart, and Caroline tried to back away from him, but Klaus's hand remained locked around her hip.

"Marcel," Klaus growled. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Sorry about the cliff hanger, its what us writers do!