Happy Super Bowl Sunday to those of us in the States. Happy Puppy Bowl for those of us who don't watch the Super Bowl. Those puppies are just so adorable omg. Haha. Anyway, hi! I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's on the shorter side but I'll have another one up tomorrow! I'm glad a lot of you are really enjoying the story and I can't believe over 30 of you have already followed it! That's crazy for only 3 chapters! Thank you so much!

Oh, sidenote: I wanted to say that I know this is under Vampire Diaries instead of the Originals purely because the concept of Klaroline and where it still originates and thrives is mostly in the VD fandom over the TO fandom. Also, I don't really watch the Originals other than an episode here and there because I dislike the show. I love Klaus. Hate the Originals.

I watched the gathering of vampires for a while. Just sitting and observing led me to understand where some were on the totem pole and the rest were left to fend. In particular, Marcel seemed to be a large presence at the gathering. He stayed on the balcony, looking down at the group. Every so often someone would join him, whisper in his ear, and walk away. Sometimes, he would look at me and we would exchange stares before one of us broke. I wasn't sure where he metaphorically stood and it irked me.

After sitting and watching, I stood to go explore. I was fairly certain they thought I was human and hopefully it meant they didn't want to kill me. Drink my blood maybe, but not kill me.

I walked out the front doors and down the steps. The night had a chilled wind that made me cling to my jacket. A few vampires were gathered outside but most stayed inside where they could talk.

Klaus was nowhere to be seen. He had disappeared before I slept and had yet to reappear. This bothered me the most. I was brought to sit by myself and pretend to be human.

I pulled out my phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Hello, gorgeous."

"Enzo." I smiled despite myself. It was nice hearing a voice I knew against fifty I didn't. I moved to one of the Cyprus trees and leaned against it. "Please tell me you're doing something fun."

"I'm at the Salvatore estate." His accent was welcomed with open arms. I think a part of me missed Klaus' so when Enzo popped into Mystic falls, my European guy quota was once again filled. Enzo took Klaus' spot with the compliments and making me feel wanted. Now without Enzo or Klaus at the moment, I was just alone.

"What are you doing there? Stefan can't be too happy."

"We're continuing your tradition of a movie night. We're watching Psycho in honor of Kai."

I laughed. "I think that's a good choice."

Not far from me, I heard a branch snap in half.

"Damon said you went to New Orleans?"

I looked around. No one was around. It was probably some animal. "I did."

"Any luck?"

"No, I haven't seen Klaus at all."

"That's not going to work," a voice said on my side of the call. I pushed off the tree and was forced back. A rope went around my neck, searing my skin with vervain. I dropped my phone and scratched at the rope, scorching my fingertips.

"Help!" I yelled in a mangled voice.

A girl walked in front of me dressed in ripped jeans and a leather vest. Her eyes dropped to my neck and back to my face. "Looks like that hurts."

The pain wasn't letting up and it burned with every breath. "What do you want?"

"We wanted Klaus but obviously that doesn't look to be happening."

"I don't know who he is."

"You just said you haven't seen him."

"Exactly! I haven't seen him because I don't know who he is."

She shook her head. "Why don't I believe you?"

"Please, I don't know anything."

She seemed to consider this for a moment. "Hm."

"I just got here a few hours ago."

"The more you talk the more I don't believe you."

"Please."

"No." The girl rushed forward and sank her teeth deep into my skin before she snapped my neck.

It was still dark out when I woke up. The air had chilled even more, but now it held a warmth it didn't before. A fire burned in front of me, its flames flicking into the air. I tried to focus on anything else, but a pain radiated from my neck. It felt like the fire was touching me and it was still feet away.

"Oh, you're up!" The same girl from earlier crouched in front of me. She smirked at my pain, her shoulder length brown hair falling into her eyes. "I was about to think I lost you already."

I struggled to take a breath. "What do you want?"

Her smirk widened, showing her white teeth. "I want to see Klaus." The girl obviously knew nothing of who Klaus really was. What he could do to her.

I rolled my eyes slowly. "So go find him."

"Why waste my time when he'll come for one of his precious vampires. I don't have to move a muscle." She was smug. Too smug.

I coughed. The pain seemed worse than when Klaus bit me two years ago. Maybe because I knew he would save me then. "He doesn't care about me."

"That's not what I heard," she sang, standing up. "I heard that you're special."

"You don't know anything."

She shrugged. "Maybe."

I struggled to take another breath. Inhaling was setting fire to my throat as if the poison wasn't doing that job already.

"I'll tell you what," she disappeared behind me and cut the ropes around my wrists. "I'll let you go, and you lead me to Klaus."

"I'm not leading you to Klaus."

"Then you're going to die."

I looked up at her and blinked slowly. "Then I'll die." I tried to stand, but I was too weak. The poison spread too quickly. I need Klaus' blood soon or I would die.

She frowned but began moving her hands towards my neck. "And so you—"

"Now, now what is all the commotion for?" Klaus had his hands wrapped around the girl's neck. She struggled for just a moment, words unable to form in her mouth. "No answer? Oh." A loud crack echoed through the forest and she fell to the ground in front of me. Klaus appeared between her and I and he tilted my head to see the bite. "We need to get that taken care of." He touched my cheek in comfort.

I closed my eyes against his hand. "Aren't you going to make me beg for my life?" Of course as I die, he would make me proclaim something.

"Not today," he said softly. He slipped his arms underneath me and lifted me against his chest.

He vamp-sped through the forest and back to the house, not stopping to say anything to the people who were watching us. He would have to explain me to someone, I'm sure.

He laid me down on a bed and bit into his wrist. He put it to my lips and I drank.

After a few moments, he brushed my hair out of my eyes and I pulled back from his wrist. "What happened, love?"

I shrugged. "It happened so quickly. I was talking to Enzo and then she wrapped vervain around my neck."

"Who's Enzo?" Klaus asked me.

I gave him a confused look. "It doesn't matter who Enzo is. He didn't try to kill me."

"Well, who is he?"

"It doesn't matter."

He shrugged in disagreement but didn't ask again. "Who was the wolf?"

"I don't know." I leaned back onto the pillows. As his blood circulated my body, my senses came back to me. Everything lost the edge of blur and crystalized.

It made me realize that I wasn't in the room I was given for my stay. My bag wasn't on the dresser. The bed was against the opposite wall. Whose room was I in?

"I suspect that she thinks you're connected to me."

I frowned. "What gave you that idea?"

"I told you I had enemies, Caroline." He sounded frustrated like he had the girl on the list and I just didn't listen.

"Where were you, by the way, when all this was happening, Klaus?"

"I had to go speak to someone."

"You should just tell me so I don't have to die for the answer."

He looked at the healing spot on my neck. "A local girl whose uncle used to be the owner of the church where the key to your problem currently resides."

I gave him a tight smile. "See what sharing can do?"

"I am being made aware. Who's Enzo?"

I sat up slowly. "One of Damon's friends."

"I didn't know he had the ability."

"It was a shock to us all."

"And why was he calling you?"

The jealously was evident in his tone. Enzo must be one of the only vampires not to know him. Lucky him. "I called him because I needed to talk to someone I knew because I didn't know anyone here. You left me, Elijah couldn't be bothered. Some guy, Marcel, wouldn't leave me alone. I needed to talk to someone I knew."

"You met Marcel?"

"I did and he was extremely suspicious."

"And what did you tell him?"

"That you met me outside of town and brought me back here. A highly believable story now that I think about it," I said sarcastically. I wasn't sure of his endeavors here but in Mystic Falls they mainly consisted of me.

"I'll speak with him." He offered quickly. Marcel was being put on the 'Do Not Trust' list.

"He tried to compel me and poison me simultaneously. Doesn't he know that's not how it works?"

"They have a different way of doing things here." He stood up from the side of the bed. "I'm sorry I left you."

"It's fine. I came here to help Bonnie and if it takes a few snapped necks and a curable bite, I'll take it."

"I'll look into the wolf as well. She had an agenda and I doubt she works alone." He walked to the dresser and pulled out a gray t-shirt.

He walked back to me and handed me the shirt.

"Thank you," I said softly. His shirt. His room.

"You can stay in here if you like until you feel better. I have to speak to Marcel."

I moved my legs off his bed and watched him walk to the door. "If someone comes in here to kill me again, would you mind giving me your blood before we get here? I don't think getting bit is something you get used to."

The side of his lips lifted. "Yeah."

He opened the door and left me again. All I could do is fall back onto his bed and hope it gets easier.

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