I am back with a new chapter. The story finally progressed to the 'love and' feelings point. So lets have a huge round of applause for my Klaroline who finally decided to give up on their stubbornness and give in to each other.

The physical movement is very less in this chapter, though. It is basically about their monologue. How they came up declairing their feelings. The chapter completely consists of Klaus and Caroline, with a little bit of Elijah and Damon. WoW! All of my favorite characters are present here, all and only. So can it be my most favorite one? Yes, it can.

So I'm sparing you from my word vomit and let you read Klaroline's mind.

Broken Angel

Dimmed light.

The room was filled with the sound of staggered breathing.

Klaus was on his bed. All sweaty and in pain, mumbling something. But at least the hallucination had stopped from what it looked like. Bonnie's herb may be worked.

Caroline was half lying next to him, leaned against the headboard. She kept checking on him with wary eyes. It's been an hour and he showed no sign of the hallucinations being back. It was over as it seemed.

She reached for him and slowly stroked his hair. He closed his eyes from her caresses. She took the wet, dripping napkin from the bed-side table and started wiping out the sweat from his body. This was the first time ever she saw his bare skin and she wasn't surprised at all. He was as muscular without clothes as he looked within. She travelled her hands on his chest, in the feeble attempt to clean him up but actually marveled by his abs, biceps and broad chest.

She roamed her hands fewer times on the tattoos in his left shoulder and right bicep. Flying birds, emerged from a feather and then there was a panther. Panther was the most ferocious and dark animal. But it never attack people without feeling the danger onto itself. Yes, this tattoo suited Klaus' personality very well. The feather resembled the softness inside Klaus that she had seen. The softness that he showed only to her, perhaps, not even to his family. And flying birds were the symbol of freedom, to do whatever they wish, fly away wherever they can. Rome, Paris, Tokyo may be?

Stop that, Caroline. You're not allowed to think any further. She brought herself back from her reverie. It wasn't the time to think where she could go, what she could do with Klaus. It was the time to let him heal from the mental torture he suffered.

In half an hour she finished cleaning his body and kept the soaked towel back at the table. She leaned back again as she watched the now- sleeping Klaus and slowing kept stroking his damp curls. The pain broke him and that expression still didn't fade away from his face, even while he was sleeping, but he somehow managed to look angelic as usual, a broken angel. It always annoyed Caroline how could a big bad like Klaus look like the most innocent person in the world. Why using the language of violence when he could rule the world with his dimpled smile and sea-blue eyes? If he was a little redeemed, she could've traded anything in the world to be with him.

Yes, she wanted to be with him. This realization had drawn to her long ago. She just didn't admit it and because she was committed to Tyler. She didn't want to be unfaithful to him. But Tyler chose his way. He left town, with implications of never returning back. He even gave his house to Matt. Caroline cried overnight after reading Tyler's letter. But with the breaking dawn, she came to this decision that it was her time to move on too. And she did, not miraculously though, because she was already feeling the bond between her and Tyler loosened. Him running out just only pegged the inevitable that was due in near future. Because Elena was right that night, even with her humanity turned off, she was right that Caroline felt guilty. Guilty of thinking about Klaus. Thinking about all the possibilities with him.

Another hour past. Klaus was deep in his sleep and Caroline kept drowning in her past and future.

Watching him vulnerable was one of the hardest thing she faced ever. The last time she felt this was when her father was found dead in the hospital from Alaric's attack. She never tried to save someone so badly. When Bonnie received her phone after the gazillionth call and told her that there was an herb that was used on Alaric to dormant his psycho alter-ego which can be used on Klaus as well to stop this hallucination, she inhaled sharply with hope. But relief washed over her only after Bonnie came to the mansion and handed the bottle over. She wanted Bonnie to stay longer till the effect of the weeds start but Bonnie didn't want to.

See, that was the reason what was holding her back. Her friends. What will her friends think if she gave in to her feelings towards Klaus? They'll shut her out. They'll think of her as an enemy. They'll feel betrayed. Klaus was their immortal enemy after all. If she said that she wanted to be with their enemy it will make them alienate her. How can she afford that after all the things she had been through? Instead of facing the wrath of her friends and family, it was better to ignore the attraction she felt for Klaus.

But what did she get by being with her friends? She died, first of all. Then Matt dumped her for being a vampire. She lost her father. Her losses were always considered as collateral damages. And finally a few nights ago, Elena tried to kill her mother and her. Still she tried to be loyal with her friends and denying her feelings for this man.

As she watched him sleep, the building temptation became too much. She couldn't resist the heat that was probably illuminating from him. Praying with all her heart that he was deep and sound asleep, she leaned down and planted a soft peck on his forehead.

Man. Yes, he was a man. Caroline sighed and sat straight again. Not any high school junkie or sweet little teen she'd seen and dated ever. He was a full grown man with experiences of everything in the world. A man who saw the world modernizing, who knew about the cultures more than literally anyone in the world. They say, antiques have a certain allure. There was obviously an allure to this man. And for some unfathomable reason, this man was in love with her.

But he was dark-hearted. If she let her feelings for him remain, he will take her to the darkness as well.

"No. I'm not meant for this darkness, no matter how alluring it is." She whispered to herself.

"Don't underestimate the allure of darkness, love. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it."

Caroline snapped her head to his side, eyes widened. He was smiling, but his eyes were still closed.

She jumped up from the bed. "You were awake all along!" it wasn't a question.

He slowly opened his eyes. "I wasn't." Caroline breathed. Klaus stretched a little and then got up into the half-lying position Caroline was before. "Until I experienced the softest and warmest lips in the world on me and I thank myself that I was conscious enough to feel it." The smile was spread across his whole face.

She gasped. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening. He didn't just caught her kissing him.

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"I should go." Caroline turned and was about to start the walk of shame. But Klaus flashed to her side and stopped her.

"Hey" he held her arm. She flinched a little at his touch. "Don't go, please."

She looked up to him. Expectation, emotion and passion all were swimming in his eyes. All those which she was about to tarnish.

"Please, Klaus. Let me go. I can't be near you anymore." She said in a resigned voice and tried to move past him.

"What are you afraid of?" he called her from behind.

"You" She turned back. Her voice was exasperated. "I'm afraid of you."

He scowled his brows. "Me? Why? You've nothing to be afraid of me. I will never do any harm to you, Caroline." He raised his hands up in surrendered posture.

"Never? You put my life in danger, twice… No, no, no. Thrice. How can I forget that you imprisoned me to sacrifice for your hybrid ritual? Then you had me bitten just to get your stupid revenge. And you say I'm, what, safe with you?" she spat.

Klaus was taken aback for a split second. Then he started,

"First of all, I never actually met you the first time I did it and I had to do it, love. I had to break the curse. Then both the times you got bitten, I had no plan to kill you. I came to save you without anyone begging at me on your birthday, remember? Now why would I do that if I wanted you dead? I saved you from my venom last week because I couldn't see you dying, Caroline. I may lash out and do unforgivable things but you're too important for me to be a collateral damage."

Caroline couldn't find a word to say after his speech. "Well… you're… you're not… that im… portant to me." She stammered.

"Ain't I?" Klaus took a step forward, almost whispering. "Well, that changes things." His eyes were watery.

Caroline took a heavy breath. "Klaus…" she started. "Please… don't."

"You know what you're afraid of? Why I am unimportant?" he said in his mysterious know-it-all tone. "Because you want to be with me too. You're just in denial because you're afraid of what your friends might say. Because after everything that happened, you prioritize your friends more than yourself. They are more important to you than your life."

Her heart skipped a beat. Could he read mind? He wasn't supposed to know all these.

"I understand you Caroline. A woman like you isn't meant to live in this phony little town forever. You deserve big. Only I can give you what you want. What you desire. And I know you desire me too. You feel something for me."

"I can't, Klaus. I can't. I have people in my life. I can't be selfish." She said in between her heavy breath.

"You Can't? Why? You're stronger than any other. You're independent. You're the epitome of beauty. You deserve to be the queen, Caroline. Not a sidekick."

This was too much for Caroline to endure. She knew she won't be able to resist him if she stayed here anymore. She must turn him down. Like she did all along.

Words came into sobbing. "Don't tempt me, please. I don't want to be with you. I can't be with you. Please go away. Go away from my life..."

Then she ran. She couldn't stand there more to complete the talk she started. She had to be away from him.

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"Damon, I am expecting some information from you."

"Howdy Elijah? Long time! I missed you pretty hair." Damon's sarcastic voice came over the phone.

"We've plenty of time to chitchat. But I want to know about this witch named Sophie. What did you find about her and the cure?" Elijah asked in his sober voice.

"Didn't Barbie Klaus fill you in? She was the whole time breathing on our neck when we were at the 'hunt-Katherine' party. I know nothing about the witchy whom that bitch sold out the cure to."

A coy smile spread on Elijah's face. He crossed his leg and relaxed on the divan. "Damon Salvatore, have you forgotten that we worked together before? I know you from head to toe. Sent me all the information you have about that Sophie ASAP or I will descend about you and your little brother and I will tear you up limb to limb."

Before Damon could answer anymore, Elijah disconnected the call and got up. The news would be coming anytime now. He knew that Damon knew something despite Rebekah. The Salvatores were very shrewd. They always tried to keep something hidden. But they should've known better.

He walked inside the house. Niklaus was in his room, resting. It took almost couple of hours for him to make Niklaus understand that he was real, not Silas. Elijah had never been in such situation. Niklaus tried to tackle him just after he reached home in the morning. Whatever he said to prove that he wasn't any hallucination or an imposter, Niklaus kept saying that Silas could get those from his mind.

But finally he listened when Elijah said that he wanted to help him getting the cure and to take down Silas. He was ready to let the witches perform the spell to make their family immune. All they need was the information about the witch's whereabouts. After that, they can start the rituals.

His phone dinged as soon as he reached to Klaus' door. Elijah smiled and took the phone out and opened the message. It read

[Sophie Deveraux

French Quarter, New Orleans]

From what Niklaus had said to him, Davina also lived in New Orleans. Kol found out the news about Silas from there as well. All these things were leading to only that one place. It felt like something was brewing there. Something alarming.

Elijah sniffed. He ran his hand through his hair and then opened the door.

"Niklaus, we are going to New Orleans. Call that Bennett witch and tell her to pack her bag as well." He said to Klaus as he peeked in the room.

Klaus sat straight from his lying position. "Why, may I ask? The ritual could also be performed here."

"I know. But there's a lot more things we need to be trifled with. So suit up. It's time to rumble." He explained to the same monotonous voice.

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Klaus knocked the door. He was sure that Sheriff Forbes was not at home. Not that he cared but still, after what happened between him and Caroline last night, he needed to talk to her alone. To tell her what was gonna happen.

Caroline came to the door. She gasped as she opened it and saw who was there.

"Why are you here again?" she asked in her angry voice.

He smiled his sardonic smile. "Is this the way to treat your guest? Aren't you gonna invite me in? Where are all the etiquettes?" he pretended to sigh.

"Huh! As if that ever stopped you from invading people's privacy." Caroline answered but removed her hand from the door, which meant he could come in.

Klaus stepped inside the house. He walked through the corridor and went to her living room. Caroline followed him.

"Now tell me what do you want and leave. I don't have it in me to talk with you." She told him with an ignorant look and shook her hand to hurry him.

He turned to face her. Contemplating how to give her the news.

"Well, come on!" she ushered him to speak up.

"I'm leaving this town."

"Whatever. I don't care about what you… wait, what?" shock ran over her face as the words sank in.

"Elijah, Rebekah and I are leaving Mystic Falls and going to New Orleans. The immunity ritual will happen there. It's a month long process and a very crucial one, so maybe it will take more. Davina lives in New Orleans and we found out that the witch Sophie who has the cure now also lives there. So it's better we travel there than stay here and let Silas crashing the party." Klaus observed her expression.

Caroline's face became pale, as if the blood from there left. She shook her head with disapproval.

"This is about me, isn't it?" she drew the conclusion. "You're leaving because I couldn't return your feelings. Because of what I said to you last night!" she exclaimed.

He laughed at her thinking. "True that I care about you a lot but not everything I do is about you, sweetheart. And moreover, it wasn't even my decision to leave. Elijah thinks it will be good and I don't think it will bring any worse either."

"But Silas is in town. How can you leave us at his mercy? You know better than any of us how dangerous he is. And if he succeeded to unleash the other side on earth, what good can your immunity can bring then?" she all but cried out loud.

The reply was ready on Klaus' mouth. "That's why we're taking Bonnie with us. We need her to help Davina on the ritual as well because she is a Bennett witch. That way Silas also won't be able to get to Bonnie and he won't be able to open the other side. Problem solved."

"What about he follows you to New Orleans?"

"New Orleans is known as the den for witches. I dare him to try to do anything there. If he comes, we will wait for him, armed. Otherwise, we will come back in Mystic Falls and end him here. Either way, the win is ours."

"Bonnie won't go with you. You can't take her." She announced.

He smiled his crooked smile that annoyed her the most. "Well, watch us!" He was so sure about his course. "And besides, it's about the greater good. Won't your precious witch help us to take down Silas and remove the dangling threat on everyone's head once and for all?"

Once again, Caroline couldn't find anything to say back. She wanted to protest, to shout. But nothing came out on her mouth.

Klaus took a step towards her. She was lost in somewhere. He walked to her and hold her arms, making her look at him.

"I know your internal dilemma, Caroline. You are fighting inside. I just don't want to make it anymore tough for you. My absence will let you think through. You'll figure out what you want. And I will wait in my wings."

She looked up at him. Her baby blue eyes searching his for answers.

"I want to show you the world, Caroline. I want you to experience the culture, colors, arts and genuine beauties of the world. New Orleans has them all. You will love it. But I won't ask you anymore. It's your time to take the decision. So decide, Caroline. Take all of your time. One year, two, a hundred? Or maybe a thousand? But I know, now for sure, that one day you'll be mine." He paused a little.

"I know you're still in love with Tyler Lockwood. He's your first love. I intend to be your last. However long it takes." His voice was echoing with the conviction.

A single drop fell from Caroline's eye. Klaus got tensed. Why was she crying? Did he read her wrong? Was what he said had become too much? Didn't she feel anything for him? But then she would've shouted at him. Why will she become teary?

He stroked her cheek and wiped the tear. "Well, now would be the time to say something, love."

She kept looking at him and asked in an accusing tone, "Why do you do this to me? Why do you make things harder for me? I can't handle this anymore… I… I… I like you. You know I do. More than I should." She confessed.

Was the sun this bright today? Or it was just him finding the world more beautiful right now?

"I'm so honored to know that you do, Caroline. But I'm giving you time to think if it is just 'like' or it can be something more poetic." He laughed a little and she scowled. "I'm happy with any part of you, but you know how I feel about you. Nobody raised this emotion inside me for over a thousand years, before you. I never waited for anyone, Caroline. But I will for you."

He leaned his face towards hers. She froze. Was he gonna do what she thought he was? His face neared her in a slow motion. Her goosebumps raised as felt his breath of her face. Caroline closed her eyes and waited for his lips to meet hers.

But Caroline felt his lips moving its direction. Instead of reaching for hers, his lips took a right turn and landed on her jaw. He touched his warm, puffed lips on her left cheek. Caroline felt an electric wave surging through her veins. It was something she imagined a lot of time. But those were not remotely close to how it actually felt.

Klaus pulled away from her and she opened her eyes slowly. Her mind found nothing except for the phrase Perfect Gentleman.

"I will take this as your last memory, for now. Good bye, Caroline. Stay well."

Caroline watched him stepping back a few, smiling, then he turned from her. Caroline still couldn't say a word. What can she say, actually?

And then, with a jiffy, Klaus was gone. Caroline stood there in the middle of her living room.

Her first thought was, it was all a dream. If she visited Mikaelson Mansion right now, she will found him there.

But then she stroked her cheek. The left one felt warmer than the right one.

It all really happened. It happened and he left. She just admitted that she felt something for him and he vanished for innumerable amount of time.

Warning: We are leaving Mystic Falls. Next chapter is taking a leap of one and a half month in Klaroline's life. It is about Caroline's confession of love and Klaus' lifestyle in French Quarter. We will see Caroline breaking all the rules to be in love and Klaus bonding with his old friends [Remember the name Marcel? ;)] See you soon with the fresh new environment.

Super Warning: Smut is coming. The real Klaroline smut. Will be in the next chapter if I am in the good mood. Otherwise it's gonna debut in chapter 11. Better keep reviewing me and reading my story to encourage me. I know you cant wait to see the smutty Klaroline. ;)

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