The Stake of Dessication
Last time...(cause its been awhile ;) )
Henry, Rebekah and Damon enter Mystic Falls and encounter Silas. There, they find Stefan and a Dead Katherine. Henry and Silas face off and just when Henry's magic is about to finish Silas off, Henry fades out of existence due to Caroline's death. As Silas moves to Damon and Rebekah, Kol saves them and takes them to the Mystic falls gang. A tearful Rebekah calls Elijah, where an already broken Klaus overhears the phone call about Henry's demise. ..
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Caroline POV
I gasp and shoot upright, instantly feeling on my chest to pry out the stake that Claire plunged into my heart, but nothing is there.
Thank. God. I can't help but think, letting out a sigh of relief.
As I stand, I take a look at my surroundings.
I'm in a white room of some sort, full of mirrors like that scene from Enter the Dragon. However, it isn't long before the mirrors ripple and images fill them. Immediately, I recognize one of the images being one of my birth, because my mom and dad look so young holding a baby in a pink bundle in their hands. Not far from that one, I see another image of me crying when I fell off a tree and broke my arm as a toddler. The images on each glass never stay the same and are replaced with other childhood images. I watch with amusement till I see Klaus at the doorway to my bedroom, looking at me as I lay in my bed.
My breath catches in my throat. It's the night Tyler bit me. Walking slowly to the mirror, I watch it change to the day I left Whitmore College to go New Orleans. I'm on a bus, tears flowing from my eyes as I go by the Welcome to Mystic falls sign. I smile softly at the memory. I had finally admitted to myself that I was done pretending. Done pretending that I didn't miss the hybrid that had gotten under my skin. Done pretending that I didn't want to see the world. That I wasn't tired of being second best. That above all, I wanted to be treated special, and I was done waiting for Tyler to step up to the plate.
My heart does a back flip when the next image comes to view. I find myself leaning hard on the mirror when I see one of my most treasured moments with him.
The night we first met again at New Orleans. The minute I touch the glass, I close my eyes tightly as a blinding light overtakes me. When I open my eyes, I'm at the opening party at Bloodlust, in search of the deadly hybrid...
Flashback
I walk through the doors of Bloodlust, totally nervous.
I had only been in New Orleans for a few hours but I already managed to find out out that Klaus is hosting a masquerade party for the grand opening of Klaus's new club tonight.
He should be here. I think, trying to see him through the sea of people with no luck.
"Ugh. Seriously?" I can't help but mumble in frustration.
"You're a new face."
I whirl around to the owners voice in surprise, coming face to face with a caramel skinned man, looking dashing in a tailored suit. The dangerous twinkle in his eye and smile on his face however, makes me feel anything but comfortable.
I roll my eyes, turning away from him. "That's interesting for you to say, considering I'm wearing a mask," i reply snidely.
The smile doesn't leave his face when he says with a chuckle: "Excuse me Miss Sassy. You're obviously a newbie so let me clarify." He leans towards my ear and puts a hand on my shoulder when he whispers: "You're a vampire I've never seen before in my town, crashing a party that you probably don't have an invitation to. Start talking or give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your pretty little blonde head off."
"Okay. Seriously," I say, irritated, getting in his face, "I'm flattered that you think I'm some kind of a threat, but Im not interested in indulging the needs of some nobody who likes to bully strangers." I try to push past him but he grabs me roughly by my elbow, pissing me off.
"I'll say this once. Get. your. damn. hands. of. me."
"Or you'll what?" He growls back at me, his eyes flashing with anger.
I then notice the growing group of vampires coming up to us with menacing stares.
I gulp. Okay. Houston. We might have a problem. Obviously this dude is some kind of vamp American Gangster.
"Marcel!"
That familiar British accent sends shivers through my spine as the crowd parts just enough for me to see Klaus.
He looks so hot in his flawless tux. The blue trim of it, makes the blue in his eyes even more piercing as he stares at me like he's seen a ghost.
There's no way he recognizes me, i think in disbelief.
The look on Klaus's face is gone when he glides effortlessly to my side and instantly I feel the electricity that is his touch coursing through my veins as he wraps an arm around my waist. My body missed him just as much as my mind did because without a thought, I take advantage of the situation. I quickly wrap my arm around his torso in return, casually resting my free hand on his broad,chiseled, sexy as all hell chest, completing the picture perfect visual of a perfect couple. If Klaus was in any way affected by our intimate embrace, he hid it well. So well in fact that I couldn't help but wonder if he still had feelings for me until...
"I see you've met my date for the night. Caroline."
The minute my name falls from his lips, I can't help but shiver and let it wash over me. God, how I missed him saying my name. I can't believe he could tell it was me despite my disguise.
Marcel narrows his eyes at me warily, but the tension that was once on his face slowly diminishes.
"She isn't one of mine. And," he looks pointedly at my daylight ring. "She has one of those,so you can understand my apprehension."
"Apprehension?" Scoffs Klaus incredulously with a chuckle. "Over a baby vampire?"
I squeeze hard into his waist, letting him know how much I don't appreciate him talking down on me without letting my fake plastered smile leave my face. I almost didn't think he felt it until his hand slides subtly on my butt and squeezes it, nearly making me break out of my character in shock.
I can't believe he just did that!
"Well, you never know," says Marcel with a shrug, trying to be nonchalant but obviously still bothered. "What brings you by the quarter?" He asks me.
Before I can answer, Klaus interjects. "She's a friend of mine, visiting from out of town. Hope it isn't an issue mate." His voice drops am octave and his eyes narrow at Marcel, almost daring him to make a fuss. The tension between the two men comes full force, especially when Marcel steps up to Klaus's face. "I know you're planning something Klaus. And I know you want Davina. You've been manipulating things behind my back, you open this club without my consent and I don't like it."
A deadly coolness settles in Klaus's Navy blue eyes that i know all too well, setting off red flags in my mind.
"Let's get something clear mate," he spat. "You may be the King of the Quarter for now, but I am the Original hybrid and need consent from no one."
he throws Klaus a devilish grin that makes me cringe. "You do if you want to walk out of here alive."
Klaus's eyes flash with palpable, murderous fury before I quickly jump in to prevent things from getting ugly.
I step between them. "Okay, okay! At ease gentleman!" I say with a light hearted chuckle. "I know we are all adults here and wouldn't dream of causing a scene with so many witnesses," I finish with a forced smile and through clenched teeth.
Klaus glances at me with a momentary soft expression, then back at Marcel.
"No. Of course not love."
I ignore the flutter in my heart at hearing his endearment for me enough to hear Marcel growl: "This isn't over. "
Klaus grabs my wrist and starts to drag me away. "Not even close," he hisses.
With a quick tug, he spins me into his arms, forcing me to flush against him and come within inches of his face, making my heart pound erratically in my chest. Being so close to those raspberry lips that have been doing nothing but naughty things in my mind since he left, makes my nether regions wet, but I force myself to keep it together and not make eye contact. Though, I can practically feel the burn of his eyes on my cheek.
"Mind telling me what kind of male pissing contest I just got caught in the middle of? If I knew it was going to be like this, I would of stayed in Mystic falls.
"Why are you here Caroline?" he says softly in my ear, his warm breath making my eyes close contently at the feeling.
"God. What happened to your manners? I mean it's been months and that's what you have to say to me?" I'm not going to lie, I am slightly hurt.
"Why are you here sweetheart?" he asks again, trying to get answer out of me.
I ignore him, looking around the club instead.
"I never pegged you as a club type of guy. How many of your hybrids did you get to dress this place up? Little too pricey looking and cold for my taste. If you needed help decorating, you could of given me a call. I did owe you for the mini fridge."
He lets out a warm laugh that forces me to look up at him. His blue eyes are dancing with amusement, his heart stopping dimples are prominent and his smile is so genuine that I can't help but smile back in return.
"If I had known sweetheart, I would of sent you a first class ticket without hesitation."
"Well. I am here now and looking for work so I guess I can help you out."
He looks at me confused. "What happened to school?"
"I'm taking a year off," I say casually. Because I can't stand being in Mystic falls with all its drama without you being there, I think, not having the guts to say it out loud.
"Why?"
I let out a huff. "Do you need a decorator or not?"
"I don't think Rebekah will take it kindly if I allow you to demolish her hard work."
"Figures it was her. The place screams attention and spoil brat."
We both laugh at that.
"Even so, it's a bartender I need. The one here is mediocre at best and I..."
"...Don't do mediocre," I finish for him.
He gazes back at me tenderly, pushing me closer to him by the small of my back, making me take a deep breath. "Exactly," he murmurs.
I blush under his piercing gaze and clear my throat, breaking the moment.
"Tell you what. I'll redecorate this place and be your bartender."
"And what do you know about mixing drinks love? You're underage."
"I may have dated a few bartenders while at school and learned a few things. Plus, I learned a lot while planning dances and such as Miss Mystic falls making me more than qualified..."
"This isn't an interview Caroline," he says with a smirk shutting me up. "Now, enough dodging my prior question. Why are you here?"
I turn away from him. "I need a job and since you're my friend I thought you would help."
"There are jobs at Mystic Falls Caroline. "
"Maybe I didn't want to be there anymore."
"You could of went anywhere in the country, the world even. Why here? Why New Orleans?" he presses further.
"Because I missed you. Okay?!"I bust out.
Mad at myself for confessing the truth, I try to run off but he pulls me back in.
I stare at the ground, finding his shoes so interesting all of sudden.
"Caroline," He says gently.
"No worries Klaus," I mumble. "I'll go looking for work somewhere else. I don't know what I was thinking..."
He tilts my head up to look at him and I get lost in his heated gaze as he caresses my cheek with his thumb.
I feel my knees go weak when he finally says:
"I missed you too sweetheart," he murmurs huskily.
I watch as his eyes darken with passion. I watch them drop to my lips as his thumb slides over them. Like a magnet, I'm pulled closer to his face against my will, my eyes closing with anticipation.
*Desires of the Heart*
When my eyes open again, I find myself in a different time but the same place. Im laid out on a bar table with Klaus hovering over me with the same look in his eyes. Being mere inches away from each other makes our breath come out hard and fast.
But no. It wasn't only that, I quickly realize when his hand grazes over my bra under my ripped bloodlust uniform, his eyes following his hands that touch me with obvious reverence that sets my skin on fire. I remember this night. This night was a night of firsts with Klaus that I would never forget for the rest of my eternity...
Flashback #2
"You kissed me," I say breathlessly, staring up at him.
He pulls me into him, his hands running through my hair as he looks at me.
"And you kissed me back," he utters in disbelief.
"I know," I whisper, touching that scruff that i've been dying to touch forever.
He tightens his grip on my waist with a loud groan, making me let out a gasp. I feel him trying to hold him self back and failing, his eyes going back to my lips.
"I'm going kiss you again," he declares, with a flash of gold that goes through his eyes that increases my primal desire for him.
"Then do it."
"I won't be able to stop. .."
"I don't want you to," I mumble, ripping his dress shirt enough so i can run my hands over his broad chest.
His breath hitches, his hands gliding all over me.
"You can't regret this..."I hear a hint of pain in his voice that shatters my soul.
I lift his face,staring deeply into his eyes.
"I won't."
Before he can say another word, I crash my lips into his, licking his lower lip that instantly makes him open in his mouth wide enough to let my tongue dance with his. With a growl, he lifts me up and hugs me tightly against him. Before I know it, I'm in his room above the club,being dropped on a king sized bed with satin sheets that make me feel more than welcome.
He is instantly on top of me, lifting me up just enough to unclasp my bra. He slows down for a moment to slide the straps off and to kiss every inch of skin they expose along with my breasts. I squirm and let out a sigh as I feel his tongue trail lower and lower till it reaches the base of my panties. His index fingers hook around the sides and in an agonizingly slow pace, he pulls it off my body.
I bite down my lip, eyes closed, feeling his hand roam all over me, driving my mind nearer and nearer to combustion.
When a full minute passes of only feeling his hands, the brush of lips and breath on my skin, I open my eyes, finding him a hair away from every part of my body he touches. As if etching every section to his mind. The act spreads warmth throughout my body and soul. No man, not Tyler, nor Matt ever took the time to learn my body, to treasure it in the midst of lust and passion that blurs the mind in such moments.
The thought alone makes me get closer to that euphoric feeling that my body is currently searching for and I can't help but be in awe that he is able to accomplish such a feat without even touching my treasured region.
"Klaus. .." his name comes out like a plea from my lips as my hands drop down to caress his curls.
"You're utterly beautiful Caroline," he says huskily, his lips dropping lower but not low enough.
"Go down on me. God just fuck me Klaus," I say breathlessly.
And with that, his tongue explores me, his hands fondle my breast until I come.
When he's done, I practically jump on him, ripping the rest of his shirt off and sliding his jeans off his body so I can take his rock hard, wet erection in my mouth without hesistation; he made me so horny...
He fists my hair tightly and groans loudly the minute I swallow him whole. He squeezes his eyes shut and bites down hard on his lip, fighting to hold it together. When I go deeper and whirl my tongue around his shaft, his eyes shoot open, bright gold, letting out a loud gasp.
He pulls me up and kisses me so hard and feverishly, it nearly makes me faint. I don't have time to recover when I feel him lower me onto his shaft.
The sensation makes us groan loudly together. He brushes my hair from my face while I gaze into his eyes that are currently its normal hue. The amount of raw emotion in them causes me to grasp his face in my hands as I adjusts to his thickness.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted..."he whispers sensually, thrusting into me simultaneously
"Oh!" I gasp.
"...yearned," he growls with another deep thrust, "for this Caroline."
I embrace him, sucking and kissing his neck while he pushes into me bringing me close again. He hits me at a certain angle and I can't help but throw my head back and cry out his full name for the first time.
He continues to push into me as he grabs my head and pulls it towards his face, his expression full of awe.
"Say it again," he murmurs.
Somehow, I manage to grab his face, and kiss him passionately. I pull back, our lips brushing as I say:
"Niklaus."
It isn't long after that we finish our sexual dance with an explosive climax that leaves us both drained and sated.
Laying in the safety that is his arms, I vow to never let anything in this world make me forget this moment. ..
*Desires of the Heart*
"Then don't."
The voice makes me shoot up from the bed alarmed. I blink rapidly to recover from my disorientation. I stand up, now back in the White room filled with the mirrors full of images from my life. In the middle of it, Henry is standing in the middle.
"Don't what?" I ask him confused.
"Don't forget. Don't let them win," he says urgently.
"Henry. .."
He closes the distance between us, grasping me by the arms.
"I need you to wake up. We all need you to wake up. It's going to take all three of us to beat Silas and we can't do it if you're trapped here in your memories, thinking this is reality. You have to remember the truth. You have to remember to come back!"
I sway in his arms, my head throbbing as I try to understand his words, but things just get fuzzy. I just want to go back into Klaus's arms and just stay there. Who cares about this Silas if I can be finally happy with Klaus forever.
"No!" he cries. "That Klaus isn't real. It's just memories. Mom!" He shakes me roughly. "Wake up! Mom!"
He holds me up and closes his eyes tightly, mumbling under his breath.
A spell, I realize, my mind getting clearer with every word he mumbles. It's a spell...
*Desires of the heart*
Qestiyah POV
I feel beads of sweat falling down my face as I grab the stake of destination in Caroline's chest. I focus all my magic into it to wipe the girls mind but...
"It's my grandson," mumbles Esther next to me, taking a step back with a faint smile. "He's blocking us. "
"Impossible," growls Silas. "I watched him die."
"No," I say, pulling back from Caroline's body laying peacefully in the casket in the cave we're in.
"You watched him get displaced from one reality to another. We should of foreseen this link between mother and child," I grumble. "Her body and mind will not be as easy to manipulate like Claire."
"You mean to tell me that a mere boy that Niklaus and this insignificant whore spawned is enough to repel two of the supernatural world's most powerful witches?!" spat Mikael.
I bristle at this, glaring at Mikael so hard that I hear the portion of his brain that i make explode.
"Qestiyah," says Salas in a warning tone.
I release him hesitantly.
"It isn't just the boy Mikael," says Esther calmly. "The spirits aren't exactly on our side either. In any case, all this means is that we wait a bit more for the stake to alter her mind so we can take it over."
"We do not have time!" snaps Silas. "They have my doppelganger which means they have the means to not only kill my body if they complete the cure but my spirit by killing Stefan. With his beloved Caroline and Claire, Klaus won't dare let anyone touch me. never mind the fact that I'll have unlimited access to venom that can kill any supernatural, including your children on demand. I need his queen under MY control. "
"It will be done Silas," I reassure him."I..."
Frantic footsteps cut me off before Claire pops in.
"It's Klaus," she says with a sinister smile. "He's here, along with Marcel, the Devereaux witch and Elijah. "
Silas and I share a smile. It was finally time.
Silas glances at Mikael and Esther who are smiling as well.
"Well folks. It's showtime. Take out your children out for me?" asks Silas casually.
"With pleasure," says Mikael.
"Indeed," adds Esther with a smirk.
A/N This chapter took forever to write but I'm glad with the way it came out. This is the longest chapter I've ever written! Hope it was worth the wait. Please, please, please review! Worst chapter ever? Best ever? Let me know. Wasnt sure about the smut but hoped you liked it?
Next time: Final chapter. .. The showdown!