Caroline and Elena had just barely grazed the entrance of the Waldorf Hilton before they were met by a pair of mischievous brown eyes, belonging to none other than the youngest Mikaelson. Caroline was not exactly clueless to his shenanigans; she had read in the latest Star issue that Kol Mikaelson was London's little troublemaker.

He smirked at the ladies and did a once over, letting his eyes settle on their curves a little too long for Caroline's liking. She was suddenly thankful that she had settled on a conservative, white dress with a neckline that showed her pale skin but didn't reveal any cleavage. She covered herself up with a fuchsia sweater that reached to her elbows.

"Kol Mikaelson," he stated, extending his arm out to Caroline first. He grinned as she shook it and retreated. "Nik says you have quite the temper." He leaned in closer and pursed his lips. "I like pretty little things with sharp tongues," he winked. Caroline automatically stiffened. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Elena roll her eyes and step in between.

"We need to hurry up so we can meet your sister at the church," Elena mustered up the kindest voice she could summon. Kol chuckled and motioned towards the car.

"This way ladies," he said politely, opening the door to the backseat so Caroline and Elena could get in. He closed the door and straightened out his sturdy jacket before taking a seat in the front. "St. Andrew's, Dean. And make it quick. Nik's already on edge." The driver nodded before taking a look to see if the girls were settled in. Caroline gave him a small smile before he stepped on the gas pedal.

"So, darlings, how are you enjoying England thus far?" Kol ventured to start a conversation.

"Its good," Elena tersely replied. Caroline silently giggled. Elena was not going to make it easy for Kol, but then again neither was he. He turned around in his seat and gave them a wicked grin.

"Well, then, if it is just good, I doubt you are doing London right. Let me show you a spectacular time."

"We're good, thanks," Caroline interfered this time. She gave him a tight smile and pretended to straighten out the wrinkles in her dress. Kol leaned casually back in his seat.

"I'm sure Nik can show you a great time." Caroline knew he was just trying to ruffle some feathers so she tried her best not to take the bait. Even though her irritation was at all new highs.

"We're here," the driver interrupted the tense atmosphere. Kol was the first one to jet out of the car so he could get the door for the ladies. Even though he acted like a prick, he made sure he was fulfilling all his gentlemanly duties. Caroline and Elena stepped out of the car. Caroline's eyes found the dark skinned beauty that was waiting with the Mikaelson family. Bonnie had arrived earlier to situate the family and make sure things were going to run smoothly for the appointment.

Elena first greeted Elijah. He seemed to be the easiest access point of the family, completely friendly and polite. They were all huddled on the sidewalk before St. Andrew's.

"Hi," Caroline bubbled. Even though everyone seemed worn out, it was the afternoon; she still had enough energy to fuel an army. "So, this is St. Andrew's. A bunch of famous people has tied the knot here so I think you'll love the venue. It's so difficult to book in June. We got really lucky," Caroline smiled.

"That, and Caroline is a good sweet talker," Elena added and Bonnie murmured in agreement. Caroline smiled. She felt fortunate that she was working with her two best friends. Elena and she and started the business three years ago and Bonnie just recently joined in on their venture.

"Well, I don't know about sweet, but I am a talker," she admitted, earning a chuckle from both Kol and Elijah. Klaus, however, stayed silent. Elijah gave him a look.

"My brother wishes to apologize for his rudeness yesterday," Elijah said. Klaus raised his eyebrows and looked like he was about to scoff, but Elijah cut him off with a stern look. He gritted his teeth. Caroline assumed that he wasn't the type of person to say sorry often.

"I apologize. I give you my word that I and my family will be on our best behavior," he relented a bit reluctantly and Elijah nodded his head in approval. Klaus looked up to meet Caroline's eyes. In that moment, she felt an unintentional shiver run through her spin. She couldn't quite place the feeling that was starting to bubble in her gut. Was she uncomfortable when he stared at her or rather something else entirely?

"Its okay," she forgave him. He clasped his hands behind his back and curtly nodded. "Plus, I was probably a little harsh," she admitted.

"A little," Kol laughed. "Nik said you were about to snap his neck." Klaus slung his arm over his brother's shoulders and gave it a good squeeze.

"Brother, I told Miss Forbes we'd be on our best behavior. That requires you to keep your mouth shut," he said lightly. He tightened his grip. "Do you understand me?" he questioned forcefully, with a hint of humor.

"Yes," Kol choked out and Klaus released his grip. He straightened out his suit as though nothing was amiss.

"You have to excuse my family. Niklaus and Kol can get a little rambunctious at times," Elijah said seriously.

"Brother, you admire us," Kol leaned onto Elijah and earned a scoff. Caroline could help but be charmed by the family's antics. Kol seemed to by the mischievous type. Klaus was the more mature version of him, yet still not quite as mature as Elijah. She hadn't decided if she liked that yet.

"The minister is probably waiting for us," Elena piped up with a smile. The crowd entered into the church and walked towards the office. And elderly man introduced himself and gave Elena and Caroline a familiar hello.

"You must be the bride," he stated to Rebekah who nodded eagerly. He motioned for to her walk out with him as they went to view the rest of the church. Rebekah started to wander around the church while Caroline stuck close to the minister's office.

She had been here countless of times as she had planned plenty of weddings in London, but each time the office was decorated with different pieces of art. She loved to see what new piece was holding the minister's attention for the time being. She tilted her head and gazed up towards the Raising of the Cross copy that was hanging above his workspace. She grinned and went up to inspect how the well the copy was done. Her fingertips trailed along the frame. What she would give to see the real life painting. Caroline was brought back to reality by the sudden feeling that she was being watched. She tilted her head to see Klaus leaning on the doorway sill.

There was that godforsaken intense stare that had been haunting her dreams last night (not that she would admit it to anyone). All throughout their first meeting, he had give her a penetrating gaze so much so that his eyes were engrained perfectly into her memory. Caroline tried to shake him off and turned toward the painting again. She could hear Rebekah's heels clicking their way towards her.

"I don't feel it," Rebekah said in her posh British accent. She tucked her straight blond hair behind her ears and cross her arms. "It does not feel like the place I should get married in."

"Rebekah," Klaus warned as he checked his watch. "We don't have time for this, sweetheart."

"Nik, it isn't the one," she said stubbornly.

"You said you liked the pictures!" his voice raised a bit. Caroline inwardly sighed. She may not understand Rebekah's elitist attitude, but she understood where the girl was coming from.

"Don't worry," Caroline assured her. She brought out her phone and smiled. "I can line up some churches last minute that we could take a look at. I'm sure you'll love at least one of them." Klaus grumbled under his breath causing Rebekah to stalk off.

"I apologize for my sister's last minute change in plans," Elijah stated.

"Its okay," Caroline replied. "I would be the same way for my wedding." The brothers nodded. Klaus seemed to be reigning in his temper.

"Caroline, we can't get a church so quickly for a date in six months," Elena reasoned. In their partnership, Elena was always the logical one.

"Elena, we are wedding planners. If we can't fix a small problem then we aren't doing our job correctly," she snapped. Elena gave her business partner a look before resigning.

"Okay, work your charm, Forbes."

"Bon, could you get me Logan Fell on the phone, I have a feeling Rebekah will adore Fell's church," Caroline turned towards her secretary. Bonnie smirked and dialed up the number and handing over the phone back to her boss.

"And I have a feeling Logan wouldn't mind this phone call," she chirped back, earning a glare from her friend. Bonnie's comment seemed to capture Kol's attention.

"Interesting backstory I presume?" Kol grinned wickedly. "You know, the sexual-"

"Kol!" Klaus growled taking a step towards his brother.

"Kol, be polite to Miss Forbes," Elijah finished off calmly.

"It's fine-" Caroline started, but was cut off when her phone call was picked up.

"Logan, hey, it's Caroline," she paused a moment for him to greet her. She suddenly burst out a dazzling smile once Klaus heard the male voice on the other end of the line. "I hoped your mom liked the Christmas present I sent her." She giggled at what Klaus assumed was the male's reply.

"Well," she started and tucked a golden curl behind her ear. "I kind of need a teensy, weensy favor…."she trailed. She could see Klaus was eavesdropping on the conversation. Elena nudged her to continue. "I was hoping to show my client Fell's church for her wedding in June-" she said before pausing. "I know its six months away," she admitted with a sly grin. "But, I would really appreciate the favor. If she likes the church then you can move the person booked at yours to St. Andrews." Caroline waited for Logan's response. "Logan, I'll bake you chocolate chip cookies for a year," she threw in. "You know how good my cookies are." She twisted a piece of her hair around her index finger and turned around, listening to what he had to say. "Thank you, so, so, so much. I'll even add a pie in there just for you," she said excitedly. Elena was chuckling in the background. "We'll be there in 30." She snapped her phone shut and gave Elena a victorious grin.

"Fell's church it is," Elena gathered up their belongings. "Thanks to Caroline's excellent baking skills," she added as she went off to find Rebekah.

"Or amazing seducing skills," Kol muttered sarcastically under his breath. Klaus jabbed him with an elbow while Bonnie giggled. Even when he was decked out in a suit, he managed too look boyishly handsome when he was punishing his little brother. Caroline rolled her eyes and walked towards the cars with everyone in tow.

When Rebekah set foot in Fell's church, her jaw dropped. The outside of the church was fenced with black iron gates that had ivy twirled around the majestic bars. The entrance of the church stood tall and was decorated with stained glass depictions of the Virgin Mary. The church was spacious enough to seat one hundred fifty people comfortably but it still held an intimate vibe. The organ was situated in the front corner of the room. It looked purposely beat down to emit an antique vibe. The altar, itself, was plainly decorated. The ceilings were the art pieces that captured the most attention. The detail and the finishing were reminiscent of even the oldest churches in England. The walls were of course stained glass pictures f various stories the Bible told.

"This is it," Rebekah claimed in awe. "It has grandeur with simplicity. It's….elegance," she squealed. Caroline smiled brightly.

"I'm glad you like it," she said earnestly. She turned her head to look at the rest of the family's reaction. Elijah was admiring the quality of the front of the church. Kol could care less but was smiling as his sister was prancing around the seats reveling in the environment. Klaus was off to the side intently staring at Caroline.

When Elena and Caroline had finally retreated back to the hotel, Caroline was in dire need of a drink. She felt exhausted and the hotel bar had been calling her name the moment she stepped into the lavish lobby. She let Elena retire to their suite while she helped herself to a nice, little margarita. It wasn't exactly her standard choice in drinks, but she needed a little bit of a relief from her tense day. She hadn't spent too much time at the bar before she decided to go up to her room and knock out. She gathered her purse and made her way to the elevators.

She walked in and was about to press the button for the top floor when she saw a dirty, blonde head pop into the elevator. Her stomach dropped when she recognized who it was.

"Miss Forbes," he greeted her as he walked into the elevator. Her eyes raked over his body. He was wearing a black Henley and jeans that outlined the contour of his lean butt. He clasped his hands behind his back and nodded at her politely.

"Mr. Mikaelson," Caroline replied, although unsure what exactly he was doing at the Waldorf Hilton late at night.

"Call me Klaus," he interrupted. "At the risk of sounding cliché, Mr. Mikaelson is my father." His voice seemed to get harsher in the last statement. He pressed the button for the top floor and returned his hands to their prior position. She shifted as the elevator began to ride up.

"What are you doing here?" she asked with curiosity. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a moment.

"You know, the British Museum just came into possession of Raising of the Cross for the time being," he finally stated.

"How did you-"

"I noticed you staring at the rendition in the church," he admitted. "You have quite the eye," he added, never letting his eyes drift from hers. She could feel her face flush with heat. Why did it matter that he was paying attention to her?

"It's one of my top ten favorites," she rattled off. She tried to avoid his gaze but was unsuccessful; his eyes only drew her in further. And plus, she secretly liked the feeling he gave her; she felt like she was some type of exquisite exhibition at the Louvre. He made her feel captivating.

"What is your favorite?" Caroline's breath hitched at the sincerity in his tone. He seemed as though he was genuinely interested in her answer. And though, she was not the needy girl she once was in high school, she wasn't used to the attention. Fortunately, the elevator rung their floor and Caroline made a move to exit. Unfortunately for her, Klaus moved at the same time and their shoulders slightly brushed against each other. She almost buckled from the contact.

"Uh-my," she started to stutter as they walked through the hallway. He was still in close proximity to her and her brain couldn't work the way she wanted it to. She stopped before her doorway and sighed. "What are you doing here?" she asked again. This time, though, he answered.

"Escorting a stunning lady to her door," he replied charmingly. Needless to say, she blushed. Curse her bodily responses to his compliments. He smirked as he slipped the key card out of her delicate hands and swiped it at the door. He opened the door and she pressed her back to it, keeping it ajar.

"What are you really doing here?" she asked as she gained back her facilities. She narrowed her eyes at him so he knew she meant business.

"I am here to meet a business partner," he nodded toward the end of the hall.

"Then why are you dressed so casually," she pointed out and earned a chuckle.

"Well, we all cannot always be as impeccably dressed as you, Miss Forbes," he smirked, leaning in a little closer. His eyes drifted downwards to where her white dress ended and back up to her eyes.

"Are you flirting with me?" she blurted out before she could even stop herself. She blushed another shade of red.

"Now, Miss Forbes," he pronounced, straightening up his stance and taking a good look at her. "If I was trying to woo you, you wouldn't need confirmation," he grinned before leaning back and leaving a very silent Caroline. He stepped away from her and Caroline could have sworn she saw a wink. "Enjoy your evening," he added before turning away and making his way to his destination.

A/N First of all, WOW to all those reviews, that's insane. Especially because I'm convinced that the first chapter is so horribly written. I think I like this chapter better. Now, I really wanted to write this not in a narrative but more in Caroline's point of view than Klaus'. Just because, I kind of want it to be like when you first start liking someone and you know what you're feeling but you have no idea where their minds at? So, I hope I'm sort of conveying that feeling to you. And, I don't like writing things in first person perspective. Also, obviously Fell's Church isn't real. I think St. Andrew's is, but I've never been there so I didn't want to waste my time trying to get down the details. Now, what was Klaus doing late at night in the Hilton? And also, because Caroline has a pretty big backstory, why is she so into art? And was Klaus flirting with her? Does she like Klaus? So many questions. Warning, I will bespending a lot of this story on the buildup of Klaroline. Like those little innocent moments of falling in love before they actually get together. So, get ready to be teased...a lot.

Let me know what you guys think!

XOXO

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