The words were ringing in his ears. I'm an angel. Here to save you. An angel. To save YOU. Of course he knew what angels were, he'd heard from the Christians and the Islam of the divine creatures. Immortal beings created before humans, messengers of The Almighty, protectors of the fallen. But Klaus never paid attention to the stories. He was a vampire; he embodied the very contradiction of what they preached.

Caroline continued to take steps, gliding by him to his bed. She sat on its edge, and calmly waited for his response. He looked at her, incredulous at her impassivity, which showed the slightest hint of impatience, as if he was taking longer than he should be in comprehending what she has just revealed. Anybody who would look at her at that moment would guess that she was engaging in a late afternoon chat, maybe about the weather, or the newest fabric in the market.

"I refuse to believe that that is the truth. Now, tell me," he paused, trying his best to control his voice, "tell me what you really are, woman." He was losing his composure and he hated it. This was not the way he acted around adversaries. He was always in control, always ahead, always frightening others with his threatening casualness. But not this time. This time he felt the terror bubbling inside of him, because for the first time in a very long time, he was unsure if he truly was the most powerful creature to exist.

Caroline continued to look at him, and when she didn't answer he continued, "You can't be an angel. They are myths, imaginations of silly human minds to escape the harsh realities of life!"

To this she cocked an eyebrow, mischief filling her eyes. "If you truly believe there is no chance I am anything but human, then…"- she paused, and smiled a devious smile –"how could you possibly justify what you are?" For someone who professes she's an angel, she was completely capable of being the devil.

If he was alarmed at her revelation before, he was petrified at her question now. She knows. Every person in his residence who knew of his and his family's true nature has been compelled to keep it to themselves. But she knows. And Klaus had no idea how.

Reading the question on his face she said, "I've heard about you. A monster, a creature created by man, an immortal abomination. Every angel I encounter seemed to be talking about you and your family. You all are quite the big deal, you know."

"So you're here to kill me then."

Caroline rolled her eyes as she touched the drapery on the ornate bedstead which framed the gigantic bed. He was a vampire, a cultured one at that, so she expected him to understand the matter faster and better. "I am starting to believe that you hear nothing of what I speak. I already told you. I am here to save you. From yourself."

"And how do you plan to do that, may I ask?" he asked her, and raising an eyebrow at the woman.

"That is solely for me to know, and you to, hmm, not know. I may be immortal, but you can make my stay here longer than it should be. And I rather it not be." she said as a matter-of-factly. This night had been a total shock to him and yet the girl in front of him remained as unconcerned as ever. And so Klaus stared at her, still dumbfounded. His fear was starting to ebb a little but his mind was still in a jumble. It just couldn't be. He'd accepted the fact that supernatural beings existed in the world, seeing as he was one. But angels? He didn't think so.

"What makes you so confident that I will not rip your head off at this moment?"

"You could try. And you probably will. But I do seem to recall a certain kiss just a little while ago. And while we are on the subject, how are your lips? Was I too much?" she asked, feigning concern. Her words were playful, and challenging. She was sure she had the upper hand, and he knew from her tone that for now, he could do nothing else. What could he even attempt when she can not be touched, and most likely, can never be compelled?

His lips have healed of course, just a few seconds after he pulled it from hers. But as much as he hated to admit, the euphoria still lingered, and so did the thirst for more. More of the sweetness, more of the lust. Klaus tried to shake the feeling, the hunger for another taste of her lips, because he knew that she was someone to eradicate.

"These questions are boring me you know. So, if you don't mind." Caroline said. She removed her footwear, a frilly thing adorned with strings and flowers, and flipped the covers. This broke Klaus out of his trance. "What are you doing?" he asked. For the nth time that night, he was awestruck and annoyed by the unconventional quirks of the girl.

"Settling for the night."

"In my castle, on my bed?" he asked. This girl seemed to swing his mood in a matter of seconds.

"Well, yes. First and foremost, I am a lady. I will not tolerate sleeping in your libraries or the dungeon. You could choose to take a step to being the better man, or I could just burn you right now." she answered. How she knew about the libraries he created from the excess rooms in the castle, he had no idea. He was ultimately and utterly clueless about this supposed savior of his. He knew nothing except that she was devious, annoying, and apparently sleeping on his bed.

He came closer to the bed and said, "Is this how you plan on saving me? By threatening me with your mystical abilities? What an angel you are." The sarcasm dripping from his words

Caroline closed her eyes. "If that is what it takes, then so be it." she answered.

Clearly he won't be getting sleep tonight. Frustrated, he stomped to the door and said,"Just so you know, I am not in need of saving. If anything, I need death." He left before the sight of her peaceful slumber confused his anger with lust.

As the door closed, Caroline mumbled, "Death is never the answer, Klaus. Even in your case."

For the centuries to come, Klaus would go back to that night. The night that signaled change about to overcome him, but keep him just the same. He didn't know it then, but that night, he had met his match.

A.N: Thank you so much for the reviews for the first chapter. I didn't even expect one review, so thank you. :) Please keep them coming, they're like instant motivators for writing and eventually finishing this fic. :) (I also make AU manips on tumblr, and somehow, I think I'm a bit better with those. Haha. Check it out: wadewithme)