Hey guys! Sorry this is so late, but I wanted to finish writing the whole story this week so that I can concentrate on a little something I wanna do for AU week! Thank you all for your wonderful reviews :) I really appreciate each and every one of them :). So, I think we are going to round this story out with an even 18 chapters, so the plot is definitely about to move fast.

Kind of a filler chapter, but we do have some fun Klaroline in this chapter mixed in with Katherine.

Enjoy!

Caroline nervously fiddled with her notebook, looking out of the corner of her eye at Klaus. He was sitting across the room facing her, his head buried in notes on his desk from a conference the day before.

It had taken a few days, but her- well- their office had finally been fixed up, now able to accommodate both of them comfortably.

Well.

As comfortable as two people who had a one night stand could be.

Things had been...interesting between them.

There was something off about Klaus. Of course she could always chalk it up to him nearly losing his job with the newspapers consolidating, but there was something else. He acted like nothing had happened between them, which she was relieved about, but he was just acting...weird.

He was kind of...strangely sweet.

Which is not the Klaus Mikaelson she was used to.

He did what she asked him, proofreading her articles before she sent them off. He didn't get in her way, or try to do anything drastic to their office. She had decorated it the way she had wanted years ago, thank you very much. No Klaus was going to deter her from her office theme. Fighting was rare between them, besides the usual daily squabbles about coffee versus tea.

However, she didn't know if it was because her brain went out the door around him, but every single time Klaus spoke to her, it was kind of...sensual.

The way his eyes lingered on her they talked, how they darkened when she bit her lip. How sometimes he just seemed to brush his fingers against hers when passing her a pencil or a paper, it was just electrifying.

Caroline swore her body was a traitor.

Katherine continued to ask for details about their hook up, which Caroline refused to confess. She'd been avoiding girls nights for the past two weekends in a row to abstain from being persuaded to spill the dirty details. But that still didn't stop Katherine from cracking innuendos and jokes whenever she came in. Thankfully, Klaus took them all in good stride.

Looking up from her notes, she met Klaus' eyes and blushed at the way his gaze seemed to cut through to her. Clearing his throat, he tore his gaze away from her suddenly, leaving her feeling unsteady.

"Caroline?"

She straightened up, offering his oblivious figure a friendly smile, letting his voice wash over her. "Yes?"

"Do you have the number for the Mayor's press secretary? I need a quote clarification."

He didn't even look up this time. She slumped over her desk, disappointed at his confusing actions.

"Yeah, it's in here somewhere."

Flipping through the pages of her datebook, she noticed Klaus come over to her desk, leaning behind her. He settled himself closer, placing a hand in front of her datebook as he propped himself up over her to get a closer look at her desk. He leaned in over her back, his breath softly caressing her blonde curls. She shivered inwardly, goose bumps raising up on her skin as she became all too aware of exactly how close he was next to her.

"Do you happen to have his assistant's number also?" he spoke into her ear quietly, running his hand nonchalantly through her curls as he pushed them behind her ear.

She blinked at her desk, her mind confusedly trying to make sense of his sudden close quarters. Licking her dry lips, she hesitantly looked up at him. His blue eyes were blazing. Sucking in a low breath, oxygen seemed to leave her brain at the sudden nearness of his face. His plump, raspberry lips were pressed together as he looked at her expectantly. She let out a light sigh, swallowing heavily as Klaus' gaze dipped down to glance at her lips.

Heat flooded her core as she remembered how soft his lips felt against hers, the talent he had with that tongue of his. She clenched her thighs together, clearing her throat as she looked back down at her datebook.

"Both of them are here," she said, her voice slightly shaking.

She would have offered to write them both down but she's pretty sure none of it would have been legible.

Klaus hummed in thanks, leaning in even closer to reach for a sticky note that was on her desk. He reached for the pen in her hand, his fingers brushing across hers in the slightest touch. Her face immediately turned crimson, cursing her inability to control her body's reactions around Klaus. He didn't seem to notice, taking his sweet time as he continued to write down the numbers. Caroline held her breath, sure that his close proximity would detect her heart's unsteadily thumping at his intoxicating presence.

"Thank you," he breathed, his lips brushing against her ear as he moved away.

She bit back as moan, glaring at the self-satisfied smirk that he flashed her. He moved back to his desk, leaving Caroline feeling strangely cold. Klaus sat down at his desk and continued working, seemingly oblivious to the tizzy that he has put Caroline's body in.

She sighed heavily, shaking her head as she turned to her computer. There were a few emails to answer, mostly quotes from the Peaceful Protesters of Chicago's administration. Try as she may, Jenna continued to force Caroline on those articles, pushing for more than one a month.

Klaus had been tasked with gathering research on the latest press conferences, but they were taking turns on churning out those articles. For someone who rarely takes notes at press conferences, Klaus had the best memory. His research was very thorough, and the notes that he did take, were impeccable. Even though he wasn't a fan of being a journalist, he was quite good at it.

He was currently putting together all the notes from the last press conference, his assignment for the week. Klaus had offered last week to take the protester article off her hands, but Jenna had thrown a fit at the meeting and quickly shut that down.

Speaking of Jenna.

"Did you get that email from Jenna this morning?"

Klaus looked up briefly from his notes, shaking his head before continuing to write something down. She rolled her eyes, figuring that his social niceties for the day were over.

"What was it about?"

Or not.

"Oh, you know the usual. 'Caroline, your article last week was crap so now you must rewrite it and an addition to another before we have to write a retraction and apologize for a misprint.'"

Klaus looked up with an annoyed expression. "What did you do to piss her off? Your article was brilliant."

Caroline shrugged, blushing a tad at his compliment.

"She's been on my ass ever since I refused to do the article on you and your family," Caroline admitted, carefully watching Klaus' expression.

To her surprise, he didn't react violently or even much at all. His jaw tightened, but rolled his eyes instead of bursting with anger.

"Even though the newspapers consolidated anyways?"

Caroline threw up her hands.

"That's what I said to Kat!"

"Said what to me?" Katherine asked, letting herself into their office.

Caroline sighed and narrowed her eyes playfully at her best friend. "Ever heard of knocking?"

Katherine plopped down in her usual chair in front of Caroline's desk and angled it to where she was sitting facing both Klaus and Caroline.

"I would have but I listened outside the door for a few minutes," she responded, flipping her curls over her shoulders. "I didn't hear any moaning or groaning so I figured I was safe."

"Katherine!" Caroline shrilled, glaring at her.

Klaus just arched his brow at the brunette. "That doesn't mean nothing could be happening."

"Oh really?" Katherine asked, looking interestedly between the two people. "Are you two one of those quiet couples?"

Klaus opened his mouth to answer but Caroline cut him off. "Don't answer that."

The brunette smirked amusedly at Caroline's blushing face and Klaus' blasé expression.

"Can we please change the subject?" Caroline snapped, groaning inwardly. "And we aren't a couple."

Klaus and Katherine both rolled their eyes at that. Katherine more annoyed with her constant denials of liking Klaus, and him probably more annoyed with the awkward conversation with the feisty brunette. She had to give him credit, he didn't let Katherine rile him up with her comments, even when she was being particularly crude.

"What were you two talking about before I came in here?" Katherine asked, picking at her nails disinterestedly.

"Jenna," Caroline replied, leaning back in her chair.

Klaus seemed to recognize the fact that he wasn't going to get any work done, so he put down his notes and leaned back in his chair too.

Katherine scoffed. "Did you know that yesterday she had the audacity to ask me to dig up dirt on Elijah and the company, just like she did with you?"

"You're kidding," Caroline scoffed, shaking her head.

Klaus growled under his breath. "Loathsome woman."

"Yeah, Elijah and I had a great laugh last night before having sex on her desk after she left last night."

"Katherine!"

Klaus grimaced at Caroline's shriek, his lips curling in distaste at the visual of his brother remotely doing anything unclothed. Katherine grinned at them slyly, playing with a chestnut-colored curl.

"You asked me to change the subject."

"Not to that."

"I really didn't need to hear that about my brother," Klaus remarked.

Katherine just shrugged.

"Did you really have sex on Jenna's desk?" Caroline asked curiously.

She smirked and leaned forward. "Want to know all the details?"

Caroline arched her brow in intrigue, leaning forward and completely forgetting about Klaus sitting on the other side of the room, his face twisted in disgust.

"I know it's just us girls in here, but I draw the line at getting details on my brother's sexual prowess when I'm at work," Klaus chimed in, grimacing.

Caroline smiled sympathetically, waving off Katherine's retort. "Touché."

"I'm just saying, you guys should try it sometime. There is something extremely hot about getting it on in an office where anybody could walk in," Katherine chimed, inspecting the ends of her hair.

Caroline had to admit, that did sound strangely erotic and thrilling. By the darkened look in Klaus' eyes, she could tell he was thinking the exact thing. Her mouth went dry as she fantasized being pressed against the cool wooden texture of her desk, Klaus bent over her while he placed hot kisses to her neck, driving her absolutely crazy with his caresses. The idea of getting caught as she was ravished on the desk by him-

God, she really needed to stop fantasizing about Klaus at work.

"Anyways," she continued. "Can we get back on topic, like why Jenna is so obsessed with your family?"

"Did daddy have an affair and produce her?" Katherine boldly asked, cutting her eyes at Klaus.

Klaus glared at her. "Do you want to live to see my brother again?"

"Ohh you are right, Care. He does look kind of hot when he's all threaten-y and caveman-y," Katherine teased, winking at her.

"Katherine! Filter!" Caroline screeched.

Klaus raised his eyebrows and cast an amused look at Caroline, who blushed and ducked her head under his blazing stare.

"I choose not to use it," Katherine fired back.

"Maybe you should, Katerina," Klaus shot back, smirking at her annoyed expression.

Caroline sighed, rubbing her face with her palms.

"Anyways," she continued, waving her hand to turn the attention back to Jenna. "I'm serious. Why is she so hell-bent on destroying your family's life?"

"I haven't a clue, love," Klaus sighed, her stomach flipping a little at the pet name.

"It's Caroline," she shot back with a cheeky smile, flushing at the sexy smirk he flashed at her

"It kind of weird how she this personal vendetta against the company. I used to think it's because you were such a dick-no offense," she continued, cutting her eyes at him apologetically.

"None taken," he shrugged casually, inspecting a piece of lint on his shirt.

"But now it's starting to get fishy," Caroline finished, continuing to study the man in front of her.

Klaus nodded slightly, his lips twisting thoughtfully as he looked down at his desk.

"Do you think she's up to something?" Katherine asked, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

Caroline shrugged. "I can't think of any reason why she would be trying to do it. The Star and Herald have already consolidated, so there is no "save the paper" mentality."

"Well it's obvious she's threatened by the company," Klaus mused. "But for what purpose?"

Caroline tapped her fingers on her desk, her mind mulling through a multitude of options. Jenna's disdain for the Mikaelson family had seemingly popped up out of nowhere over the past few months. Sure, she had issues with Klaus because he kept swooping in and taking away articles from Caroline and the Herald, but that was a lost cause with the consolidation. Now her vendetta to use Katherine and Elijah's relationship made it all the more confusing.

"She must be hiding something," Caroline breathed. "Some kind of connection to the company, or something."

Klaus looked up. "Like what?"

Katherine got up, pulling Caroline away from her computer. "Scoot, Care."

"What are you doing?"

"Hacking into Jenna's email."

"You can't do that!" Caroline squawked, protesting as Katherine continued to roll her chair away from the computer.

She made a motion to move back to her desk, but Klaus' warm hand clamped down on her wrist and he pulled her over to where he had moved his chair.

"Let her work, love," he murmured into her ear, smirking at the way she shuddered when his breath brushed across her skin.

He didn't bother to move his hand from hers, his thumb stroking the top of it. She peeked at him, unsurprised to see him staring back at her, a tiny smile playing at his lips.

This would be so much better if we were naked, Caroline thought absently.

"Look at this!"

And if Katherine wasn't here.

Klaus and Caroline jolted out of their haze, eyes snapping to see Katherine whirl around and gesture at the screen.

"Jenna's been getting these weird emails every day from a unknown sender," Katherine explained. "Each one with a meeting time."

"Okay..." Caroline trailed off. "So she's getting dealt drugs or having a sexy office affair somewhere, big deal."

Katherine rolled her eyes, turning back to the screen. "But it does show that she is hiding something."

"It still doesn't tell us anything about the Mikaelson obsession," Caroline sighed. "Unless the emails have the word "Mikaelson" in them."

"But it could have something to do with them."

Klaus had been quit throughout the entire exchange, watching Katherine work as he hung out in the background.

"Katerina."

She glared at him. "If you call me that one more time-"

"Is there any way you can hack into the address and figure out the computer and location of the person sending those emails?" Klaus interrupted.

Katherine scowled, but nodded. He pressed his lips together firmly, reaching for his notebook to jot down some notes. Caroline had to admit that the journalist look was very attractive on Klaus, the way his fingers moved swiftly across the page, and how his jaw set in determination.

It reminded her of how concentrated he was in bed.

Oh, God. STOP.

With that, Caroline slapped her thighs together and sighed, lowering her head to avoid Klaus' questioning gaze. Thank goodness Katherine wasn't looking because she could always read Caroline's mind like a textbook.

"Alright?" he murmured, in that low, irresistible tone of his.

She nodded, chewing on her bottom lip, refusing to look up from the ground. The room was silent for a few minutes, minus the noise of Katherine typing on the keyboard and Klaus' pencil scratching on paper. She cast a side eye at his notebook, jolting suddenly when she realized it wasn't notes that he was writing down. It was a picture.

Specifically, a picture of her.

It was her sitting across the room from him at her desk, chewing on a pen and her face twisted in concentration as she stared down at something in front of her. All of her features were perfectly composed, her hair drawn perfectly right down to a few curls that had a tendency to go awry.

Is this how he saw her?

She seemed lighter in his sketch, like the weight of the world wasn't weighing down on her like it felt in reality.

"Nice picture," Caroline murmured, jerking her head to his notebook.

He looked up in surprise, Caroline expecting him to be defensive. Instead, he just shrugged and smirked at her cockily.

"Can you blame me for wanting to capture beauty and perfection?"

Aaaand his normal, flirtatious self was back.

She rolled her eyes, smiling despite herself. Klaus grinned back at her, carefully ripping the page from what she assumed was his sketchbook, and handed it to her.

"Don't say I never gave you anything," Klaus teased, closing his sketchbook.

Her heart thudded pleasantly, her cheeks tingeing as she tucked the sketch into her own notebook, and she suddenly desired to ask him if he had done any other previous sketches of her. She peeked at him, surprised to see a shy smile light up across his face. They sat there, grinning stupidly at one another for a moment until Katherine's voice broke up their moment.

"Oh my God."

Their heads snapped up, looking at the dark-haired woman who was staring at the screen in shock.

"What's up?" Caroline asked, edging away from Klaus as she rolled her chair next to her best friend.

"According to this-" she gestured towards a screen that Caroline didn't have any hope of understanding, "The emails are coming from inside Mikaelson Corp."

"What?" Klaus hissed, moving into look at the screen.

He bent over Caroline once more, his scent consuming her as her brain went foggy at his close contact. He placed a small hand on her back, as to steady himself and her skin burned at his touch.

"Someone must be feeding her inside information," Katherine concluded.

"But we don't know that for sure," Caroline supplied. "All we know is that she has a personal vendetta against the company, and that she's meeting up with someone from inside the company."

"What a detestable woman," Klaus groaned. "When is the next meet-up?"

"Um, tomorrow afternoon," Katherine said, clicking back on the email.

"Do we know where?" Caroline asked, leaning into to try to decipher the computer lingo on the screen.

"In-"

"Someone's office there," Klaus finished.

"How did you read that?" she asked, impressed.

Klaus just smirked at her.

"So, what do we do now?" Katherine asked.

"Simple, we follow her," he shrugged, reaching for Caroline's notebook and jotting down the time and address.

Her heart jumped in her throat, hoping he didn't stumble across the page where she had doodled about his "stupidly sexy dimples" the other day.

Sharing an office with him was starting to make her go crazy, she swore.

"I can't tomorrow," Katherine sighed. "Date with Elijah."

"What about you love?" he asked, looking at Caroline earnestly.

Caroline sighed. As unsure as she felt about spending alone time with Klaus, it was high time they got to the bottom of Jenna's vendetta. She didn't trust herself outside the office with him, her body longing to jump him almost every day when they left the office.

But this was bigger than her confusing feelings. It was about his family and their company.

"I'm in."

Thoughts? What the heck is Jenna up to? Do we think it's just a Klaus!lust addiction Caroline has? Or is it something more? Please, please review and give me all your thoughts!

Until Next Time

Kaitlyn