Hello, my lovelies. Thanks for trusting me on making this mistake of Klaus slightly bearable. And I am sorry to those of my followers who still couldn't swallow the little intimacy of Klayley and my vain attempt to turn this into Klaroline. And those who are surprised that how the 'Big bad original hybrid' can have hallucination have their answer in the first chapter already. Klaus was drunk. And when he imagined Caroline, he was already tormented inside. Moreover, he is so confident about himself all the time that he can't not think that this might be a hallucination. That's how Klaus is in my eyes and also most likely in the show. Also since Klaus thought it's Caroline, it's whom he loves, he went through the oral and fingering. In my point, he wouldn't even have sex if he knew it was Hayley. So in this fanfic of mine, Klaus technically, didn't have sex. If you read carefully, he didn't slide off his pant yet. And those who are expecting heavy remorse from him, well, he'll have that, but remember, this is Klaus we're talking about. He makes the greatest sin looks justifiable on his eyes. He doesn't let guilt take the most of him, because guilt makes him suffer and we already know how he lashes out when he suffers. So let's wait for Caroline's reaction over this little one night stand, if she ever finds out. Enjoy! :)

The Klaus of my story will be the happiest in the thousand years if you REVIEW on him, guys. ;) He loves to know what you're thinking about his moves. He'll appreciate your comments even more than he appreciates Caroline's attraction towards him. And Klaus requests you to forgive the Author's grammatical errors as her English is not practiced natively. I know you won't have a heart to ignore his wish! ;)

So I Say A Little Prayer

Maybe this was what is called the world turning upside down. It was like waking up from the most beautiful dream ever to the ugly, dark reality.

How could he do that? How could he not realize what he was doing? He was drunk, alright. But to what point that he deluded himself to this extreme? How could he do that to her? How could he be unfaithful to her? He cursed himself.

Oh, never mind! This was not being unfaithful. He wasn't committed to her. He never was anything to her, he thought again. No promise broken, no harm done.

But he was committed to himself. He promised himself that nobody was gonna take her place. It was hard for him to admit his feelings for her to himself even, but since he already confessed that, he vowed to cherish it, not to insult it.

But why does it matter? She doesn't care about him. She doesn't give a dime about who he spends the night with.

But he cared, now. He wouldn't if it happened even a year ago. He had nothing to feel back then. But over the time, he had changed. She changed him. Some unknown emotions had resurfaced since she stepped into his eclipsed existence. She made him feel better about himself. When he wanted to know about her hopes and dreams, he actually wanted to reestablish his own hopes and dreams that were buried long.

Klaus kept on fighting a war with his inner-self for the rest of the night, strolling over the mansion. After the first shock of realization, he all but ripped Hayley's heart off out of anger. But he also knew that she wasn't the one to be blamed. She did nothing, he winced at that. He was the one who jumped at her. All her fault was she didn't stop him.

The next flow of anger was towards himself as he almost insulted Hayley to get out of Mikaelson Mansion. He cursed, crashed and smashed plenty furniture, shouted meaningless words, then sat in his study and reasoned every way possible to convince himself that whatever he did was nothing. This happened before. He had a little one night stands then and there. But everything was before he stepped into Sheriff Forbe's tiny house. Everything Has Changed since then. The ruthless Klaus was showing mercy, forgiveness, pity to people he didn't really care about. It's been a while since he killed just out of boredom. He spared the chance of killing the Salvatores, the witch, the newly turned vampire doppelganger and others because they were her friends. He has turned into a pathetic, lovesick person since his eyes met an unending source of light- Caroline.

But what did he get in return? His two brothers exorcised, him desiccated once and imprisoned again, sheer hatred from the person he loved most beside his family? Why should he feel guilty of something nobody cares that he did? Why should he remorse at all? Klaus was never the one to hold on to his guilt feelings. He will not do that this time too.

The sound of his phone ringing startled him out of his reverie. It flashed 'Rebekah'. Klaus made his face in chagrin. What does she want now?

"Bekah! I reckon you didn't call me up to give me the relayed version of your little investigation? Or you just called me to help you decide whom you love the most, Stefan or Matt?"

"Shut up, Nik! Don't be so overconfident about how much you know me. I need to inform you something."

"Oh, go ahead and spill it out. It's not like you'll stop if I tell you that I am not interested." Klaus mocked bitterly.

"I am going after Damon".

"Oh, I thought your love for Stefan will last longer than that. But then again, I shouldn't be surprised."

"You arse! Why did I bother inform you? I am going to follow Damon and Elena. They checked out of Mystic Falls. I am sure he got a lead on Katherine and not telling me. He knew that vampire she sent. So I smelled something fishy in that."

"Do whatever you want, sweetheart! You see, I am kind of busy right now. What's with guarding and hospitalizing a little she-wolf to find out about Katherine…" the memory that temporary evaporated returned. Klaus clenched his jaw.

"What?! You hospitalized Hayley to get the information? Since when you socialize with the enemies to get what you want?" Rebekah's voice at awe.

"I did this before. Remember the night all of my family rose and decided to abandon me after playing a little stunt? I had a good dine with the Salvatores…" Klaus disgusted.

"That's because Elijah was there. You were never the person to charm people with dining only to get the information you needed. Tell me Nik, what happened?" Rebekah insisted.

"Rebekah, your nagging won't help and you're simply getting on my nerves. Go on doing whatever you want to. Just don't bother me for a day. I need some lone time. Good bye." He hung up the phone on her almost protesting reply.

He was getting crazy. He needed fresh air. Or better, some bourbon. He had to get out of this misery.

Klaus got up, rushed towards his room and changed, then went out.

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Stefan was on the bar when Klaus entered to Mystic Grill. He went straight to where Stefan was and sat beside him, ordered a shot. Stefan looked up at him.

"Klaus, I was about to contact you…" Stefan started.

"Sure you did, mate. After all, Damon left the town with Elena in their little rendezvous, you must needed someone to whine about your feelings. And here I am. Always alongside you. For better, for worse." Klaus scorned.

"I was actually going to tell you that Silas is in town. And he's stealing all the blood from all over the hospitals. So I think he's getting his strength back. We need to stop him before he does something to successfully open the dimension of the other side." Stefan explained.

"And why this 'we' includes me, may I know? I don't give a dime about what Silas is up to."

"I think you do. Because first of all, it was you who sent us to the path of this cure and provoked us. And then again, if Silas opens the gate of the other side and all dead supernatural comes back to life. That may include Mikael, Esther, the 12 slaughtered hybrids and many more you killed brutally…" Stefan trailed.

This was definitely a bad day. It couldn't get worse. Klaus thought. He clenched his fist forgetting that he was holding a glass. It shattered in his hand and the leftover drink spilled in his hand. He took out a napkin from the bar counter and wiped his hand, the bloody scars are already fading away. Stefan was right. He couldn't afford to have all those persons back who may risk his living. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

"Some information about Silas. Kol knew something about him. I hope he shared some of his knowledge with you."

Klaus thought about it. No, Kol never really gossiped anything about Silas with him. But… wait a minute… Kol did kept some documents and journals saved which he was very possessive about. May be if he searched there, he can get some lead to Silas.

"Okay, I'll search for it. Come to my place later to see how much I progressed, and then you can help me too."

"Fine. Me and Caroline will come to join you in a few." Stefan checked out before Klaus could say anything else.

Caroline. Oh! Caroline. As much as Klaus wants to see her, he cringed internally at the idea of Caroline with him in the same day and in the same house where he…

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Klaus warily watched Stefan and Caroline as they searched old journals and books in his study room. His eyes lingered especially on Caroline more and he saw her grim expression. What happened, he thought. What is she upset about? She couldn't possibly still hold grudges on him about Tyler's departure. She couldn't hate him forever for that. How could he spare that obnoxious kid who tried to kill him so many times, unsired self and his other hybrids and also happened to be loved by the girl he wants to be with. Last time Klaus talked with her, he pretty much cleared that he did everything he could do and so much he wouldn't for the sake of her. What more she wanted? He couldn't possibly turn into saint Niklaus Mikaelson in a jiffy. He was no saint. He couldn't forgive someone double crossed him.

But he also knew he couldn't hurt any of her surrounding people. The more he brings any harm to them, the further she goes away from him. He couldn't let that happen.

To make her easy around him and to know why she was so upset, Klaus decided to start small talk with her.

"Got some luck, love?" he asked her lovingly.

"As long as you lurk around us, I think luck is a rare thing to get if it's not the bad one," acid in her voice.

"Well, well, whom you will shower your anger and frustrations on if I am not nearby?" he promised himself he'll be normal with her, he won't lash out, not with Caroline.

She shot a glance up at him from the book she's reading but said none.

Seeing her scarlet cheeks and honey eyes calmed Klaus down from his earlier anxiety. Nothing can be compared with those dreamy eyes that held million wishes and lots of mysteries. Her hair was definitely of pure gold and the best of anyone he had ever seen. The way she wore her hair, flowing over her shoulder, one or two strands falling over her forehead and she kept tugging them behind her ears, this is the heavenly view. Those lips must be made of petals; it looked so warm and soft. Klaus obviously knew the feel of them; he had a glorious opportunity to taste her mouth once, may be not with his own, but feels were the same. Beside painting, this amazingly wonderful woman is the only thing that made him to have hope. The hope to be accepted by the world. To feel like somewhere he truly belonged. Suddenly he wished he could taste them again, right now if it was possible. What wouldn't he give now just to get the opportunity for her to kiss him…

"What the hell is this?" Caroline shouted and brought him back to the reality.

She was raising her one hand. Klaus saw from the chair he sat.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? What caught your attention?"

"This belongs to whom?" she charged.

He saw her holding something. It was like a charm, a charm from a ladies bracelet.

"Not that I know very much about female jewelries but this must be Bekah's. You know, she sort of has a tendency like 'one-time use' about accessories and…" he continued.

"Why would Rebekah wear a wolf as her bracelet charm?" Caroline countered.

Klaus looked closely now. It was a wooden wolf carved in its fine texture. A very beautiful and lively charm. It was reddish-brown in color and looked like just about to spring on its prey.

Klaus paralyzed. He had never seen this charm on Caroline's hand before, but he was very much sure who the actual owner of it is.

You think Klaus can distract Caroline, as observer as she is? How'll she react if she finds out? What will be Klaus' right decision? Should he be honest with her or lie on her face to keep his image as it is?

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