Finding Stefan

A/N Okay. WOW! You guys are amazing! Thanks SO much for the favs, favorites and of course the many reviews last chapter. You have revived this fic! I meant to upload earlier but ended up in the hospital and people wanted to celebrate my Bday (which was Wednesday ;) ) so I didn't. Also, I'm not going to lie, I had some writer's block, which sucks, but reading your reviews really pushed me through it. Thanks guys *sniff.*

My plan from now on is to upload early whenever I get 10 reviews or more:) if life doesn't get in the way...so keep them coming!

To address some questions from the reviews: Guest 1- Due to popular demand, I WILL bring the real Kol into story. As for when, I won't say but it will be soon. Guest 2- there have been at least two parent child moments so far: one between Caroline and Henry, and second with Henry and Klaus. However, I do plan to have much more parent child moments so hang in there. Especially between Klaus and Henry. Justine- I've been wanting to reply to your reviews since day one, but I kept forgetting…so focused on uploading. You ask such good questions :). Will they get to Claire before Silas? To answer that question would be such a huge spoiler. Let's say, when they find Claire, it won't be what everyone expects...

Btw, I would love a beta, so PM me if you know of anyone willing.

Well. Story time!

Silas POV

Three years ago

Claire manages to bite me before i push her off me. I smirk triumphantly as I plunge the stake of desiccation into her chest.

I have so many plans for you dearest. I think with glee. When I'm done with you, your loved ones won't recognize you.

Now for my next trophy.

I look up to see my next prey, and my smile falls from my face.

I watch in horror as Klaus's mate rushes to the vial containing the hybrid potion.

Panicking, I grab her by the hair, but she drinks it as I do so.

Furious and with a roar, I toss her across the room. She lands next to Claire.

I don't care. I need her, but I don't care. Her rebellion has infuriated me too much and all I want is too make her suffer.

"You'll pay!" I shout at Caroline. "You'll pay!"

I stalk towards her, now in my hooded, disfigured form, ready to pounce till I see the Bennett Witch coming through the doors with Damon Salvatore.

As Caroline passes out, the Bennett witch locks her eyes on me, chanting powerfully.

I let out a piercing scream as I collapse on the floor in pain, unable to move.

"Damon. Get Caroline and Claire out of here," says Bonnie. "Klaus is on his way."

"No."

"Damon…"

"Mr. Burn victim did something with Stefan and Elena," he snaps. "I'm not leaving till…Bonnie!"

My hands were already on her throat.

"The ladies aren't going anywhere," I hiss. I blink hard. Why were there two Damons in the room? I wonder in confusion.

Both Damons take a step.

"I wouldn't," I say, squeezing the witch's neck till she screams.

Her hand comes up to mine, touching it gently. It's not long before I feel a painful burn that weakens my hold. She holds on to me as I begin to collapse to my knees. I try to resist her magic, but I couldn't focus. There was two of her too.

What was happening to me?

She doesn't release her hold as she says: "Damon. I'll handle Silas. I swear we will find Stefan and Elena together. Now go!

The Salvatores shoot me a deadly glare, grabs my precious trophies and flashes out of the mansion.

Now alone, the Bonnies eyes widen, letting go off me, staring pain should be gone, along with the burn but it doesn't. It simply intensifies through my neck and then my whole body. To my horror, my decrepit skin slowly turns to normal against my will.

Realizing what was happening, I panic. She was going to see my true form.

I could hear Damon returning, and then a few miles away, I can smell...the hybrid Klaus.

No. This was not part of the plan!

The Bonnies mouths drop as she sees my true face. Before they can utter a word, I flash to one and jump out a window.

In no time, I have us deep in the caves before I collapse, releasing my hold. I stare at the two Bonnies, now accepting that I was just having double vision.

"Stefan?" Asks Bonnie confused.

I find myself in a corner, breathing hard.

"Try again," I gasp out. The pain was becoming unbearable.

"Why do you look like Stefan?"

I ignore her. "I need your help Bonnie."

Her eyes narrow at me. "I'm done helping you."

"Are you sure? Guess you don't care about finding Stefan and Elena after all. "

She purses her lips, obviously conflicted.

She sighs heavily, defeated. "Fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Bring down the veil to the other side."

She scoffs. "So you can die and live happily ever after with the love of your life? I don't get how that brings me to Stefan and Elena."

"I have no interest in dying Bonnie. That was never the plan."

Her eyebrows furrow with confusion. "But you said..."

"I know what I said and the last appearance I had, I let you believe that was my true form. Obviously, I lie."

"Then tell me the truth. What do you really want?"

I manage a smile. "A magician never reveals his hand."

"When are you going to be done with these games Silas?"

My chest starts heaving, my breathing becoming shallow.

She comes up to me and puts a hand on my neck where Claire bit me.

I wince, moving away from her touch.

"It's infected," she says.

"I don't have...much time," I mutter, now trying to play on her humanity. "It hurts Bonnie."

She sighs. "I need to get Qestiyah's headstone."

I raise an eyebrow, faking my surprise as if I couldn't read her mind. "You have it?"

"Katherine gave it to me. I actually hid it in the caves, so I won't be far. I'll be back."

In a few minutes, she returns with stone.

I stare at her expectedly, waiting for her to do the spell. Instead, she comes up to me with a deathly gaze.

"I help you and you bring me to Elena and Stefan."

"That's the deal."

"I want your word."

"You…" I let out a gasp as a wave of pain sweeps over me. "…have it."

With a nod, she begins her chanting. I smirk as I watch the blood seep out of the headstone and nearly laugh. This was too easy. Without the full moon, of course Bonnie would need to use something of great power to drawn from.

Unfortunate for her, using Qestiyah's headstone would not only do the trick, but summon Qestiyah herself.

Foolish girl.

Bonnie stops chanting, whispering: "It's done."

We wait a few moments until an older witch that I do not recognize shows up.

"Grams?" Bonnie chokes out.

"Bonnie child. Stop this spell at once! This is what they…no…he…wants!"

"What does he want?" Asks Bonnie.

Before Grams can open her mouth, she is interrupted. "I think that's enough Sheila."

Sheila Bennett's eyes widen as a beautiful, light skinned woman approaches with full lips, wild curly hair and hazel green eyes: "Qestiyah," she whispers.

Bonnie starts chanting to close the veil but with my remaining strength, I flash to her, choking her.

"Sorry. I need it open Bonnie. That way, I am truly immortal," I say with an evil grin.

"Let Bonnie go," hisses Sheila Bennett, raising her hand to do her magic.

Qestiyah, with a roll of her eyes, simply stares her down as she walks towards me, Sheila's screams filling the cave when she crumples into the floor, unmoving.

Unable to scream with my hand around her throat, I simply feel Bonnie's tears as she struggles against me, to no avail.

"Hello Silas." Qestiyah's face is emotionless, deep in thought.

"Qestiyah."

"Now tell me why I shouldn't desiccate you for another 2,000 years?"

"Because I love you," I lie easily. "And I was wrong to betray you. I went too far with my magic..." I look down with feign guilt, to give my acting a stronger effect.

Qestiyah's face betrays some emotion now and I knew she bought my words.

"Yes. You did," she says.

She grabs my face, looking deep into my eyes, "and...I love you too but you can't become a magic wielding hybrid. I will close the veil, and the venom of the natural hybrid will continue to weaken you till you can't move and all you can feel is pain."

"If you love me, are you sure you can just stand by and watch? All I want is for you to be my side...alive again. Immortal..."

"That's not possible."

"Not if you possess this witch," I say with a smirk.

The fear on Bonnie's face is evident. Qestiyah's eyes fall on her, obviously intrigued. I push her farther.

"Help me, beloved. Live with me again. Help me destroy my competition and you and I can rule the world, both natural and supernatural...together."

Qestiyah looks at me, trying to read my face but I leave nothing there except what she wants to see: love and honesty.

"I will help you."

I grin as she grabs Bonnie's arm and begins her chanting.

Now, to end the original family...

Caroline POV

All eyes are set on the oldest Salvatore, who grins at all of us smugly with his squinty stare. I smile, honestly happy to see Damon. I can't help feeling a little nostalgic, for he make makes me remember Mystic Falls. The good times and the bad.

Of course, I can't go down memory lane for long when I feel Klaus stiffen next to me, his demeanor becoming that of the all powerful, bloodthirsty hybrid he is when he's not around me or his family. I remember his words from long ago concerning Damon and my blood runs cold. Before I can stop him, Klaus flashes over to Damon and slams him against the wall with such force, that the plaster falls on Damon's shoulders.

He groans. "That tickles."

Klaus's eyes narrow, not amused. "I know you didn't just waltz into MY HOUSE," he roars in his face, "giving me ultimatums, especially after what you did to Caroline!"

Fear leaks into Damon's features, realizing that I must have told Klaus about how he used me when I was human. His gaze turns to me, infuriating Klaus further. "Don't you EVER look at her!" His grip on Damon's throat tightens. I can hear his bones start to snap.

"Klaus, please!" I beg, quickly running to him and grabbing his arm.

"No Caroline!" He snaps at me sharply, glaring at Damon. "I told you and Stefan long ago what would happen to him if he showed his face here."

"Barbie..." sputters Damon. "If Stefan was ever your BFF, do something!"

"She. Has. A. Name," he hisses, tightening his grip as I see Klaus's hybrid features take over. He was losing it, and I knew it would be now or never if I was ever going to stop him.

"What's happened to Stefan Damon? Where do you have Claire?" I ask worriedly.

Rebekah speaks up, saying coldly. "You better tell us Damon. You won't leave here alive."

"Agreed," adds Elijah.

"Can't say...Ken's...choking me," Daman manages to spit out.

"Klaus..." I stroke his arm softly, "let him go. I want to know what's happened to Stefan. He was your friend too...once. Plus, he has Claire."

He slowly turns to me, his gaze softening a bit as he meets my eyes. He turns back to Damon, his stare burning with hate before he finally, with a disgruntled grunt, releases Damon . "Speak."

"Where is Stefan, Damon?" Stalks in Rebekah anxiously.

I can't help but smile. She still loves him. Even though he ran off with Damon all those years ago to find Elena, she still loved Stefan.

Damon stands up, a rare serious look on his face. "That's the problem Blondie. I don't know. Stefan and I went looking for Elena and Silas since he took her. But then, 3 years ago, Silas took Stefan too. Bonnie was helping me but then she disappeared! I tried looking for them myself, using locater spells you name it, but as you know, all I found was Elena, dead."

I look away from his painful expression, a lump clogging my throat as I hold back tears. I still can't believe she's gone.

I feel an arm come around me, and Klaus's scent, wraps around me as he brings me close to his chest, comforting me. I find the strength to look back at Damon as he continues.

"It's a no go, so I came here," says Damon quietly. "I'm...I'm desperate."

My heart goes out to him. I never saw Damon so broken.

"Did it ever cross your mind that Stefan doesn't want to be found? Perhaps he needs time to mourn the doppelgänger. And it looks like you are no different. Leave Stefan be and give me my daughter," says Klaus. "Or better yet..." He lets out an evil grin, pulling away from me to go to Damon, " how about I torture you till I can compel you to tell me where Claire is, and then do it some more till I have you begging for death for what you did to Caroline. I probably bite you too. I know how much you fancy werewolf bites," he finishes evilly.

Damon cringes, then sighs, looking at me regretfully. "I'm sorry Barbie. I know I never apologized to you for what I did to you as a human. I was...in a bad place and I was wrong but all I want is to find Stefan. I know I don't have the right to ask you favors but I really think he's in trouble. He didn't just disappear. Once we find Stefan, I'll be happy to take you to Baby Klaus."

In a flash, Klaus has his hands around his throat.

"Klaus!" I shout, frightened.

"We don't respond to threats!" He spat.

"I'll go."

I whirl around to Henry, who calmly gets up from the couch and straightens his jacket.

"I'll help you find your brother," he says.

In his surprise, Klaus releases Damon.

"Why?" Demands Klaus. "He hurt your mother, has your sister..."

"Damon has mother to deal with, and she obviously has no intention to hurt him or be his enemy otherwise it would of happened long before you even met Mom. Plus, Silas took Stefan for a reason, and whatever he knows can be the key to killing Silas since we know now, thanks to Damon, giving him the cure won't be enough. I'm going."

Klaus's jaw is clenched tightly, furious but unable to refute Henry's reasoning.

"So am I," says Bekah and Sophie in unison.

Henry looks at Sophie, grabs her arms and whispers something so low in her ear, that I can't make it out. She smiles and nods. "Okay. You..you just be careful."

He smiles warmly, in a way that I haven't seen in his face since he came here. They so have something going on, I think with a smile. "Sure Sophia."

She glares at him. "Just go Henrik."

"Henrik?" I ask curious.

He turns to me. "Everyone calls me Henry but my real name is Henrik Kol Mikaelson."

That's gets a priceless reaction from Klaus. "Like hell I named you after Kol. Was I compelled?"

"Wait," interrupts Damon. "What do you mean you named him? And why is he calling Caroline mother? Who is he? Don't tell me he's another mini Klaus and Caroline is trying to win stepmother of the year?"

Marcel and Elijah chuckle across the room.

I smile while Klaus glares at him, his amusement gone. "It's none of your concern Damon."

"What the hell?" Damon continues, stunned. " Klaus is just popping kids out like candy. The hybrid thing was just too overrated huh? Let me just go around banging werewolves now and spread my loins! I didn't know you were into the whole open relationship thing Barbie."

Before Klaus can rip his head off, Henry is between them, placing a hand on Klaus's chest.

"I need your help," he glances at me. "From both of you."

Klaus looks at Henry then at me. "Then I'll leave with you Damon."

Damon nods at Henry slowly, giving him a squinty stare.

"What do you need?" Asks Klaus.

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I gape around the room, my eyes raking over the array of weapons that had to be from every civilization in the last 1,000 years. Wow. I never knew this was in the basement.

Klaus and Henry are at the end of the room, talking excitedly over a fancy sword.

I come up behind them, smiling at them. Now standing side by side, it's so obvious why Damon called Henry the mini Klaus. Yes, Henry's hair is brighter, his eyes a lighter blue thanks to me, but the smirk with those raspberry lips and dimples...I was simply mesmerized by the resemblance. The look of pride on Klaus's face as Henry talks about the weapon in his hands warms my heart.

"So...Henrik Kol Mikaelson huh?" I say breaking the male bonding time.

They look at me, both wearing an expression that shows they forgot I was here.

Cute.

"Trust me, I didn't have a say so in the matter. I was too busy being born," says Henry.

Klaus and I both chuckle at his sense of humor as he grabs a nearby gun and examines it.

I walk up next to Klaus, who instantly wraps his arm around my waist. his touch instantly ignites a fire within me. i fight to regain my focus to ask: "How old are you Henry?"

"24," he says, playing with the gun and then nodding with satisfaction.

"You seem to know your weapons," Klaus says slowly.

Henry looks at him with a smirk. "Well. You taught me."

"Seriously?" I glare at Klaus. "Couldn't you teach him something more normal, like his ABC's?"

Henry laughs. "No worries Mom. I went to a normal school in New Orleans, college and got to experience all things human. You were dead set on that. I even brought a few girls home, was captain of the football team, all that."

I let out a breath of relief. "Thank God.

I almost thought you were a trained assassin or something," I say with a laugh.

"Enforcer," he corrects me gently as he grabs a few knives.

I freeze. I couldn't have heard him correctly.

"What?"

He looks at the both of us. "A king can't maintain a kingdom without enforcing the rules he sets forth. Where there's rebellion, it must be addressed. I am the one who sends that message. With words or with force."

A chill runs through me as he speaks.

"How many have you killed?" Says Klaus quietly.

Henry's stare is cold, unapologetic. "As many necessary to ensure the longevity of this family. Silas is next."

My only son becomes a ruthless, trained murderer. Great. Just great.

"I...I think I need some air," I say quickly and run up the stairs.

Is this really the future I want for Klaus and our children? Is this to be our fate?

As I open the door to our room, I walk to the window and let out a breath I was holding.

It's not long before I feel Klaus behind me, holding me.

He says nothing until I break the silence.

"It's not right."

Klaus sighs heavily. "It's the world we live in love."

I bend my head down, sad. "He's a murderer."

"He's our son."

"But he kills people for a living."

"So have we to protect those we love. Is it really that shocking that he yearns to do the same?"

I sigh heavily, knowing he has a point.

He turns me to him, his intense gaze peering into my soul. "I know this isn't what you expected. That you wanted something better for him."

"Yeah. I did, but I guess I was just being naive," my face downcast.

He smiles at me softly and lifts my chin. "You're not naive love. You beautiful and full of light. Which is why I adore you Caroline."

I smile, loving how my name flows from his lips like silk.

"Are you ever done flirting with me?"

"Not a bit sweetheart," his eyes falling upon my lips, raising the sexual tension between us.

I give in first and press my lips against his. It's tender at first before I let out a moan that obviously triggers something within him because he suddenly picks me up and flashes me against the window, kissing me passionately. I wrap my legs around him, letting one of his hands caress my thigh before he slides it underneath my panties and plunges a finger into my hot, wet core.

I gasp away from his lips, the feeling driving me insane as he kisses my neck. As he continues to explore my core now with two fingers, he says huskily aganist my neck, "Say my name Caroline," his accent coming out hot and heavy.

His thumb rubs aganist my clit and I bite down on my lip hard as I run my hands through his hair, his amazing chest, not giving in to his request until he rips the top of my shirt with his teeth and suckles on my now exposed breast.

"Oh Niklaus!"

I feel his smirk on my chest as he continues working me. "That's it love. Let go."

When his lips fall back on breasts and he licks it like a lollipop, I come hard, and drip into his hand.

But that wasn't enough.

I push him roughly on the bed, my mind bent on Vengeance as I pull down his pants and briefs. I lick his manhood and swallow it whole, making him grab my hair roughly, his teeth clenched holding back a moan.

"Say my name Niklaus," I whisper Playfully.

"No," he says breathlessly, just as stubborn as I was to give in.

I twirl my tougue around his manhood, slide it up and down his shaft till he is groaning and writhing underneath me before I finally take him back in my mouth again.

He lets out a hiss. "Ugh, don't stop Caroline..."

I smile and take my mouth away from him.

His fury nearly makes me laugh as I come on top of him and slide into his rock hard erection.

His gaze softens, seeping with so much love and affection that it simply make me want him more.

I move, and he throws his head back as I work him. He grabs my hips, and sits up just enough to capture my lips into his mouth. He brings me down with him, his mouth never leaving mine as he meets me thrust for thrust.

"I love you Caroline."

Hearing those words from him that I only recently heard from his lips after 17 years makes me fall in love with him all over again.

"I love you too Niklaus."

With another deep kiss and a few more thrusts, we let out a moan of pleasure together as we come. Our worries, our fears non existent for that moment of pure bliss.

Yes Silas was out there wanting to kill us but right now, all that mattered was Klaus and the love that we shared.

A/N Next up- Klaroline, a road trip, and another fav TVD character appearance!