A/N: Sorry that this chapter is so short! I felt like Klaus didn't have much of an impression of Caroline before this episode so it was difficult to write. I promise the upcoming chapters will be longer. Anyway, enjoy!

~M. G. ~

The Beginning

When you come to you see yourself –a festering wound on your neck and sweat on your brow. And suddenly it hits you; this is your 18th birthday. You look around the room and catch your reflection in the mirror and –holy shit, you're Klaus. You're in KLAUS' body and you know immediately the spell has gone wrong, but for some reason you don't feel the panic that should be coursing throughout your –his – body. You – he – feel a calm determination and a little bit of victory. You probably should be paying more attention to what you two are saying, but you've already learned it by heart. You've memorized it since the very first time his clipped accent and worldly wisdom had passed through his lips.

"Celebrate the fact that you are no longer bound by trivial human conventions. You're free."

You feel his amusement when you bite back at him –

"No, I'm dying."

- and even though you can't hear his thoughts, you can feel a change in his approach to the situation. He sits down on the bed and you can feel his affection for you. It's a small thing, nothing like you know it is now. It feels more like he doesn't even know it's happening himself. You feel his sincerity when he bends down and offers you a choice. The choice between life and death. His words are more persuasive then you originally had thought when you were on the receiving end of his speech. You had always assumed he just liked to hear himself talk and that's why his words about art, music, and genuine beauty had reeled you in and taken you from your moment with death. However, that's not how it feels now. He genuinely doesn't want to see you gone, whether it was because of your beauty or your back talk, he finds you intriguing.

Oh, and when you feel your own fangs pierce into his wrist, the euphoria is overwhelming. It's so exhilarating that you think that you might be the only person who's ever done this –bloodshared - with him. Even though it is only one-sided the past two times – and you were close to dying – you remember what his blood tasted like and God, if that didn't make feeling HIS emotions about it ten times stronger.

When you see yourself slump back into sleep on your bed, he gets up and walks to your doorframe. Before he crosses through into the hallway however, he stops and turns back to look at you. Slowly his gaze falls to where Tyler's bracelet lays upon your wrist. He smirks at it and a flash appears in your mind of the diamond bracelet that you just know will be sitting on your bedside table when you wake the next day.

Read and Review please! I'd love to know what you think of me writing from this tense. Is it good, horrible, too confusing to follow? Thanks!