hehheh"What do you want, Damon?"

"Jeesh, someone's touchy"

Caroline growled into the phone

"Alright, we need you to be Klaus bait"

"No, absolutely not. No way"

"Caroline, seriously, he has Elena locked up in his big original mansion, she's hallucinating, and is in danger of killing herself, we need to get her out of there"

So, as she parked her car, and walked up to the doorway of the mystic grill, she told herself that, even thought she was supposed to be deceiving him, she should enjoy herself and… bond with him. Even if that word made it sound like she was spending quality time with her pet cat.

He needed a friend, she decided.

And, well, maybe she should give him a chance. He was hot, though she would never let him hear that, his ego already filled up the entire room, and adjoining rooms, and neighbouring buildings. He didn't need any more encouragement thank you very much. Although he didn't know much about tact, his previous advances and omissions about his feelings towards her were sweet, and well, she did need a date for the Mystic Falls Pageant.

Chapter 5:

"This place looks pretty good considering your Hybrid got blown up in it" She said as she walked over to where Klaus was sat at the bar. He seemed to spend a lot of time here, maybe if he and Damon weren't such massively egotistical morons they could be drinking buddies. But somehow Caroline doubted that anyone would ever take Ric's place.

"Caroline, to what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked as she took off her jacket. She hadn't really spent much time getting ready, her makeup was minimal, as in, barely anything there at all, but to make up for that she had worn a slinky black top with no back and a reasonably low cut, it didn't quite verge on sluttish, but it was definitely enough to give him an eyeful.

"I want you to give Elena back" She said.

"Ah, they sent you here to sweet talk me, well, good form, but I'm afraid I can't do it"

"Why?"

"She needs my help" Caroline gave him her best 'are you shitting me this explanation better be good' look.

"Look, I'm not going to burden you with all the gory details, I know you have enough on your plate already"

"That's none of your business actually" She said, turning to stare at the liquor bottles on the wall behind the bar. Wow, those liquor bottles looked really interesting.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry" he said.

Caroline turned to look at him in quiet amazement, he just apologised to her, he was being unbelievably sweet to her. This bonding thing was going to be a doddle if the rest of the night went like this, well, apart from the fact that she was deceiving him. Again. But she could work round that.

Yeah right. Caroline caught herself wishing he would start being a jerk so she wouldn't have to feel like so much of a bitch.

"Can I at least offer you a drink?" He said.

Oh, she was so going to hell.

"Yeah" she said quietly, smiling as she sat down.

"You look stunning tonight by the way" he said.

Caroline made a mental note to ring up Satan and make a reservation.

It turned out that, despite gaining immortality, instant healing, and a life ruining thirst for blood, turning into a vampire did not increase her alcohol tolerance.

In fact, she was almost positive that it had decreased.

Klaus offering her a drink had turned into Klaus buying her about ten drinks, before he had cut her off, claiming that she had had enough, to which she snorted and nicked one of the bottles from behind the counter, knocking back a nice long swig of tequila.

The outcome of which could only be that Caroline was quite definitely plastered.

That was when Klaus had taken the bottle off her and given her a coffee.

She had been enjoying herself quite a lot, what had begun as a ruse to distract him whilst her friends broke into his house to liberate Elena had turned into a fun evening. However, when her phone started buzzing with three consecutive texts from Stefan, her good mood deflated like a particularly angry spot; quickly, painfully and disturbingly violently.

Stefan, like the moron he was, had gone and lost Elena.

Let's just pause for a minute to give the town's genius a round of applause.

As if it wasn't bad enough that her now worryingly suicidal best friend was now running around town, with free access to any bit of wood that took her fancy, Stefan wanted her, not just to tell Klaus that this entire evening had been so she could distract him, despite the great time she had been having, but also to ask him to give up one of his hybrids for Jeremy to stake.

Oh, this was brilliant, not only did she have a one way ticket to hell, but her train left in two minutes.

A woman could only rely on her chest so much, yes she had caught him sneaking the odd glance at her marginally whorish cleavage, but that didn't mean he wouldn't snap her neck when she brought him such glad tidings of great joy.

Well, she decided, like a plaster, she would get it over with quickly with as little fuss as possible. Of course, that wasn't to say that it wouldn't hurt like hell afterwards.

"So here's the deal," she began, turning to face him, hoping her face didn't look as guilty as she thought it did "As you probably worked out the minute I walked in here, I, like the bitch I am, am here to manipulate you."

"Really? Please, do continue" Strangely enough, he looked more amused than infuriated. Caroline took this as a good sign.

"But not to get you to free Elena" she paused, he looked slightly less amused now… crap. Caroline gulped before continuing.

"I came here, to distract you whilst Stefan broke her out, which he did… but then, and don't get mad…" Oh because that was really going to work, wasn't it. "But then he sort of… lost her"

Okay, he didn't look amused at all now, but on the bright side, he didn't look like he was about to rip her liver out through her nostrils.

Instead he calmly got up and began walking away. Caroline with a brain would have thanked whichever deity sprang to mind that she was still alive, but of course, it's only when she actually needs it that her brain decides to take a vacation to some dark dingy corner of her skull that Caroline had yet to experience the joys of discovering. She just couldn't keep her mouth shut could she?

"Klaus…" she shouted after him as she got up from her seat and attempted to follow him. Like she had said: Brain on vacation.

He suddenly swerved around to face her, trouble was, Caroline didn't stop in time, and so collided with his chest. Again.

She seemed to be making a habit out of this… No. Bad Caroline. Don't think about his chest don't think about his chest don't think about his chest. Too late.

This time however, there was no rumbling chuckling, just a pissed Klaus glaring at her. She jumped back several paces, because jeesh was his death stare intense.

"Caroline, you may be beautiful, but right now, I am quite understandably, just a little bit angry. So I regret to say that should another word come out of your mouth I shall be quite tempted to tear out your heart."

"They worked out how to stop the hallucinations!" She blurted. Oh, grade A, seriously Caroline, the mind of a scholar, why don't you just rip out your spleen yourself and give it to him.

Surprisingly though, he stopped, looking more intrigued than angry.

"You have ten seconds"

"Okay, well, they found out that, to get rid of the old hunter, a new hunter has to sort of… wake up, by killing a vampire… or a hybrid"

"And, pray tell, who would this new hunter be?"

"Jeremy"

"The Gilbert boy?!"

"Yeah…"

"So, just to check that I haven't missed anything, in order to save the doppelganger, you lot are expecting me to just give up one of my hybrids for, and this is where I am having the most trouble, Jeremy bloody Gilbert?" He was not happy. But then again, he wasn't that angry either. Irritated, she'd say, quite a bit irritated at the prospect of losing one of his oh so precious hybrids, but also incredulous, as if this solution was the last thing on earth he would expect. But that wasn't to say he wasn't not angry altogether. His face might not have shown it, but his eyes had lost their usual mischievous sparkle, and were instead dark, and dangerous, and unforgiving, which made Caroline halt, and attempt to think carefully about her next words, lest she irk him any more than she already had done.

"That would be correct" she said. Okay, her brain was now totally disconnected from her mouth, because even the old, human, bimbo Caroline wasn't that idiotic. But strangely, instead of his eyes growing darker, and him getting angry, he smirked, as though vaguely amused.

"And why should I give up one of my hybrids, what would I get out of this?" She knew there would be a price. Klaus never does anything for anything else without getting something back in return.

"I'm not entirely sure, what would your price be?" he smirked even more at this, which annoyed Caroline slightly, as they were talking about making Jeremy murder someone. They were talking about saving her best friend's life, and he thought it was funny. "Oh, I'm sorry you find this so amusing. What do I have to do to get you to stop my best friend from killing herself?" she asked, hands on her hips, sassing him. It was like all her fear had suddenly gone out of the window. She didn't care about whether or not he was going to kill her, because it was completely possible that tonight was the night Elena would kill herself, and, though she found it a bit irritating that all anyone in this town seemed to do was save Elena, she was still her best friend, and there was no way she wanted her to die.

Unfortunately for Caroline, Klaus did find this 'oh so amusing' and just smirked even more as he said "Well, that's a very good question, tell me, love, does Miss Mystic Falls have a date to her own pageant?"

Caroline was so irritated by his arrogance and the inaccuracy of that question that she completely ignored the fact that he was asking her for a date to the Pageant and instead decided to nit-pick.

"Woah, okay first off, did you just hear anything I just said about my best friend dying? Obviously not. And secondly, it is not my pageant, it is a pageant to select the new Miss Mystic falls, my time as reigning queen is over and done with." She said, attempting to glare down his infuriating face.

Yes, his face was infuriating. Everything about him was infuriating. Infuriatingly attractive.

"I didn't mean to strike a nerve love," he said as he chuckled "Do you have a date to the Miss Mystic Falls pageant, which isn't for you, but to select a new charmingly radiant girl to 'reign' over the town?"

The little fucker, he was enjoying this way too much.

"No…" she mumbled as quietly as possible. In a way that would be impossible for anybody without the pleasure of supernatural hearing to detect.

"Sorry love, didn't quite catch that" he said. His smirk had now turned into a right out grin. Definitely enjoying this too much.

"No" she said slightly louder. It would still be impossible for anyone other than him to hear it, but her stubbornness and pride refused to speak any louder.

"And again, my ears are dreadful today" he said cupping his hand round the back of his ear and leaning it towards her. Bit hard of hearing was he today? Bless. Oh well, there was nothing for it then.

"No." she said firmly into his ear, as loud as she could be without shouting. It wasn't that loud, but she was at such a proximity to his ear that it would definitely sting a bit.

He moved back a bit, startled by her slight outburst. His smirk however, though lessened a tad, was still very much planted firmly on his face. She attempted to glare at him, but he was making it very hard. He leaned forward again, to the side of her face, until his lips were just inches from her ear.

"Well then love, you do now." He said softly into her ear, his warm breath making the tiny hairs there stand up on end.

Well Shit.

Hello wonderful readers.

Can we all just sob, again, about how horrible Klaus and Caroline were to each other in 4x17! But hopefully it will mean hot make up sex next episode (I mean, JoMo is shirtless in the promos (speaking of which, phwoar) so, you never know!)

Again, terribly sorry for the unannounced hiatus, but I recently went through somewhat of a mental breakdown, in which all of my extra curricular stuff (of which there is tons) and upcoming events (of which there was also tons) got too much, and the pressure just piled up and I eventually broke down and cried in a corner for a few days, sobbing 'I can't take it anymore' to anyone who happened to notice the shivering wreck in the corner of the music school. HOUSE MUSIC USED TO BE FUN!

Anyhow, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. I am aware that it is a bit shit, as I am uploading this very late, with a very tired brain, and without it being beta'd, so I know that Care and Klaus may be a bit OOC and so any pointers you may have for me that may suggest ways for me to make it less shit, they would be much appreciated.

In the next chapter, is the Miss Mystic Falls pageant, in which there is more Caroline and Klaus banter. Cos who doesn't love Klaroline banter!

With love, penguinnumber4.

P.S. Just so you know, until I get 14 reviews, I aint uploading the next chapter.