Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries, wolf pack, lost, the summer I turned pretty or elitè.

Xxx

Caroline throws her arms up in the air and is just letting the music from the dj booth wash over her. Being in this graffiti building that the rave is in, is freeing for her. She is not freaking out over how her life is in shambles, every night either at a rave or a nightclub she is just a blonde American enjoying the Spanish nightlife.

Harlan notices Cyrus looking at him and they hold each other's gaze. Cyrus is shirtless showing off his 6 pack abs and fit physique. He is only in a pair of jeans with a white tank top sticking out of the back pocket. Harlan takes his black razor back tank top off revealing his six pack abs and fit physique. Both guys look like they were cut out of marble. They are both so stunningly beautiful. They both look each other up and down.

Caroline notices them looking at each other and rolls her eyes and continues dancing. It's been about a week since they all met each other and Harlan and Cyrus still haven't talked they just look at each other from across the bar or dance floor.

Xxx

Damon's phone has been ringing all week and he's been ignoring it. It's the same person calling him. Today it has woken him up, he can't take it anymore and finally answers. "What do you want?"

"Don't take that tone with me. I disowned your sister, I'll disown you too."

Damon sighs. "Yes father."

"Do you know how to shut off the alarm in Caroline's closet?"

The younger man has to hold in his laugh but a giant smile is on his face. "No, but why would her alarm be going off? There's nobody living in her room."

Even though this is a phone call and Damon can't see him he looks away from the phone. "Sybil is living in the penthouse, we can't live there currently."

Damon puts a hand over his mouth to keep the laughter inside. This has made his day.

Xxx

Caroline stares into the green eyes of Conrad And smiles at him. "I missed you."

He smiles back at her and reaches out and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. "I missed you too."

Their fingers entwine and he is quiet for a moment before he says. "I love you."

Caroline's eyes widen and a huge smile shines on her face. "I love you too."

She rolls over onto him straddling him and leans down and kisses him. Her hair is hiding their faces. They are smiling during their kisses. His fingers slide underneath the silk of her tank top and start sliding it up her chest.

Caroline gasps awake sitting up in bed as she looks at the other side of the bed she touches her lips she can still feel the touch of his lips on hers. "Son of a bitch."

She reaches for her phone and calls him ignoring the multiple missed calls on her phone from Giuseppe.

Xxx

"Couldn't sleep?" Uncle Sawyer sits down next to his niece by the pool but he doesn't stick his feet in.

She glances over at him and takes a breath. "Worse I could sleep and I keep having dreams. I think I'm in love with Conrad. And I'm scared."

He smiles at her even though it's been a week since everything she is still sensitive. Her emotions are no longer all over the place like that first day. The anger and the hurt have gone away, happiness comes and goes. She is happy at night when she is with Harlan and Cyrus at a rave or club, drinking and dancing. The days are hard for her. She has always had something to do now she has nothing.

"Do you want to invite him here?"

She shakes her head as she looks down at the water. The outside light is shining so it's not dark for a night swim. "What are you scared of?"

Caroline swallows and sniffles. "What if he doesn't like my new life? People who get close to me end up getting hurt and if I say out loud I love Conrad that's putting a target on his back he doesn't deserve that."

"Yes you've changed but if he can't accept that it's his loss. I've overheard your conversations. That guy would follow you anywhere, he'll like your new life. You have so much love to give and now that Giuseppe is out of your life people won't be getting hurt anymore."

Caroline lays her head against his shoulder and he leans down and kisses her forehead.

Xxx

"Miss de Martel here to see you."

Aurora comes into the movie theater and Damon is playing foosball in the back. Even though the table doesn't go with the aesthetic of the room it's the only room that it fits. It's more than a movie theater. It's a movie theater/ game room/hangout. "I am amazed with every new room I see in this home. What's next Caroline's bedroom?"

Damon side eyes her he has daily chats with Aurora. It's more than he has ever talked to her. He just can't get used to having an assistant. It's just weird that all she's doing is announcing who is here to see him. He also has Zero making him drinks. It's just weird and he wants everything to go back to normal. "No that is one room you will never see. Now what do you have for me today?"

"I hate your father. He's inviting me out on dates and I have to make up an excuse why I don't want to go. I have no idea what I'm doing as COO, I don't know how to run a company."

"Join the club everybody hates him. Maybe go on one date with him. He's less volatile when he's occupied."

"I was with him when he fired and kicked all of Caroline's models out plus Katherine. What do you mean occupy I'm not having sex with him that's where I draw the line."

Xxx

Harlan picks up Caroline and as they are driving she asks. "So where are we going tonight?"

"So you can text Cyrus and he can meet us there. I know what you're doing."

The blonde opens her mouth then shuts it. She's been caught and it only took a week for him to say something. "When I came to Spain I was lost and trying to get you and Cyrus to talk has been the project I needed to cheer me up."

The shaggy brunette side eyes her as he turns the corner. "Fuck you."

She laughs as they pull into a parking spot.

Xxx

A little while later they both notice Cyrus at the bar getting a drink. He and Caroline share a smile and he and Harlan stare into each other's eyes from across the bar.

Caroline goes to dance and when Cyrus turns around from getting another beer he notices Harlan is not at the end of the bar anymore he moves his head and Harlan is now right next to him. They are the hottest guys in the rave. Their Adonis looks and muscles. They look like they both were carved from marble. They are so gorgeous.

"You came."

"I like a good party." Cyrus shrugs but there's a smirk on his face.

Harlan smirks as they continue to look at each other. "Fuck you."

"Fuck me."

"Sure." Harlan raises an eyebrow and is cocky about it.

Caroline smiles when she sees them talking. It's about time. She goes and gets another drink.

Xxx

A couple weeks later Caroline wanders into the bathroom still half asleep, her head throbbing from last night. Not really paying attention she turns on the light and takes her pajamas off as she is stepping into the shower she notices something white on her right wrist. "That's new." Her head is in too much pain to really take in what is under this bandage.

After her shower she changes into black mesh lace bell bottom pants and pink corset with black lace roses on it. She has a mini silk robe from one of her moms fashion shows on overtop. As she goes into the kitchen the sound of the blender is pounding in her head. "Can you please stop?"

She sits down next to her uncle and tries to massage her temples. A smoothie is put in front of her and as she is reaching for it her uncle noticed the bandage. "What happened?"

"I don't know. I woke up and it was there." She takes the bandage off and both her and her uncle stare at her wrist.

"What the hell is that? Is that an ink smudge?" She goes to rub it off and her uncle Sawyer grabs her hand.

"My darling material girl that is no ink smudge you got a tattoo a bad one on at that. What do you remember from last night?"

The blonde groans this is all she needs right now a smudged drunken tattoo. "We left here last night went to a rave and after a few daiquiri's….oh fuck me I'm going to kill him!"

Uncle Sawyer laughs as she comes to this realization. "Who Are you killing?"

As she is pulling out her phone she annoyingly says. "Harlan."

She first tried texting him and got no response then she tried calling him and nothing. While waiting for him to answer she texts Cyrus while telling her uncle. "I'm going to kill him. This is worse than the time I woke up in China and didn't know how I got there."

As she is trying again uncle Sawyer says. "Maybe I need to start limiting your drinking."

She side eyes him. "That was Kat's fault."

Harlan finally picks up the phone. Groggily she hears. "What the fuck do you want?"

"Good morning to you too. You wouldn't happen to have a white bandage on yourself would you?"

Harlan is naked and is walking through his hotel room as to not disturb the equally naked man in his bed. He looks over himself and there on his left wrist is a white bandage. "Yes on my left wrist."

"For my next trick I'm going to tell you what is under that bandage. It's a black ink smudge that is a tattoo."

He takes the bandage off and it's a black ink smudge. "What the fuck?"

She smirks even though he can't see it. "Come to my uncle's house and we can try to piece together what happened."

He looks back at his bedroom. "Let's reschedule. I brought a guy home."

She rolls her eyes, of all the times Harlan brings a guy home it has to be last night. " Let me see him."

He takes a photo of the guy's face and sends it to her. " Wow, take your time. Wait a minute, that's not Cyrus?"

He chuckles. "Fuck you. I'll explain later."

"Fuck you too and don't touch the ink smudge. Now you can go back and enjoy the hot naked guy in your bed."

He has a smile on his face as he shakes his head and heads back to his bedroom.

Xxx

Caroline's phone rings and when she looks at it her head drops to the table and groans. Uncle Sawyer looks at the caller Id and chuckles; he can't help but laugh; this is a situation that he would end up in, not Caroline. "How are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know."

She takes her phone to the formal living room and lays on one of the couches. "It's like 6am in Boston. Why are you up so early?"

"Nicole has invited us to a festival we leave in a couple minutes but I wanted to call you first since we won't be able to talk later. How has your morning been?" Conrad is pulling a white tee shirt over his head. He matched it with a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.

Caroline rolls over onto her stomach and glimpses the bandage on her wrist. "Um… it's been loud, I have a hangover."

Conrad picks up his phone as he is leaving his room and notices Caroline is looking at something off screen and seems distracted. "Everything all right over there?"

"What? Yeah…. It's my head…. It hurts….what festival are you going to?"

He raises an eyebrow and really looks at her. "Caroline what's wrong?"

"Nothing I'm doing great for someone in my position." She can't stop looking at the bandage.

"Igloo fest we are going to Canada for the coldest music festival." He notices she is still looking at something off screen. "Caroline what is going on?"

She closes her eyes and runs a hand through her hair. And moves her left wrist in front of the screen. "What happened?" She can hear the concern in his voice.

She scrunches up her face and avoids his eyes. "Good question, I'm not exactly sure. I just know I woke up with a tattoo that looks like an ink smudge."

"I'm worried about you."

"I'm fine." Her voice goes higher when she says that she still won't look at him.

Conrad leans over the kitchen island waiting for Belly and Jeremiah to finish, Nicole, Shayla and Steven are picking them up soon. "No you're not."

It's silent for a couple moments before she says. "You're right I'm not fine, I will be but for now I'm doing the best I can. I can't go home, even if I did go back to America Stefan wants me to live with him and Rebeka. I love them but It's not what I want. Giuseppe has been calling for weeks. I haven't answered because I know he's just going to ask for the Salvatore name back. He took everything else and now he wants his name back."

His heart breaks hearing this. "What do you want?"

"I want Royalty, I want to live and see you everyday. I want everything that was taken from me back."

"You know what I want?"

She raises an eyebrow and he continues. "I want to live and see you everyday. I also want to hug you."

Caroline smiles as they both hear the doorbell on his end ring. "I have to go, I adore you."

"I adore you too."

After he hangs up Caroline stares at her reflection in the camera and starts to cry. She misses Conrad so much, she misses their life together, going on dates the way he makes her smile and feel happy. He doesn't judge her at all. She misses her old life, there are good things about her new life, Harlan has become her best friend, Cyrus has become a good friend too. Paparazzi are not staked outside the gate waiting for her to leave so that's a bonus.

Xxx

As she is crying her phone rings and she quickly wipes her tears away and clears her throat, taking a breath she answers the phone. "Hello."

"Miss Salvatore, your presence has been requested at tomorrow's debutante tea."

"Mrs. LaRue, what a lovely surprise. I am honored that I've been requested to attend the tea. Unfortunately I am not in the country so I can't attend."

Mrs. LaRue stops writing in her day book and actually picks up the phone. " Miss Salvatore you have missed every tea for almost five years. Your presence is mandatory. All you have to do is tell the other debutants about how successful you are because you were a debutant."

Caroline scrunches up her face trying to think of something to say. "Mrs. LaRue I'm not going by the Salvatore name anymore. I'm embracing my Forbes side."

"Very well the Forbes name holds more weight than the Salvatore name in the world of debutants."

"Of course. I can't attend the tea because I'm not in the country and everything that has happened do you really think I should talk to them about being successful."

Mrs. LaRue smiles at her husband for bringing her a cup of tea. " What are you talking about?"

"You have not heard? Um…. I was thrown out of my company and the city and other things. Hence why I am not in the country. I'm not a successful business owner. Currently I'm a rich socialite in Spain. I could tell the girls all about the nightlife of Spain. I think a more impactful way would be talking to them after I get my company back."

"Miss sal-Forbes I am so sorry that had happened to you I had no idea. The Forbes name can open many doors in the debutant world. You can follow in your grandmother's footsteps and become head of the board after your mother of course."

"Of course." The sound of that makes Caroline want to gag and she doesn't know if it's from the sound of that future or the hangover.

"I both love and hate the Forbes. Your mother and Grandmother are two of my favorite women but your uncles are banned from any debutante event. Since you're now a Forbes, are you with one of your uncles or are you learning under the tutelage of your Grandmother."

Caroline rolls her eyes and notices Uncle Sawyer in the doorway. She is faking her way through this conversation. She didn't realize faking it was like riding a bike. She hasn't done it in a while but it's never lost. "I'm not with my uncles Mrs. LaRue. I know how you feel about them so I cut them out of my life. It's been rough. It's a sacrifice I had to make to become a lady of the upper east side. So tell me about these young women any of them like me?"

"They actually show up for class miss Forbes."

The blonde rolls her eyes as she lays back down on the couch. There was a reason she always missed class; she just never remembered there was debutante classes. Plus she never wanted to be a debutant.

Mrs. LaRue lets her go with the promise that when Caroline gets her life back together she will come to the tea. Caroline looks up at her uncle. "I hate being a debutant."

"I did say get yourself banned, it's way more fun."

"You and uncle Peter both said that."

Xxx

Caroline opens the giant pivot door of the Spanish mega mansion villa she is currently living at and when she sees who is on the other side of the door she says. "Seriously, it's about time."

Harlan walks past her into the grand entry. "Fuck you."

Caroline laughs. "Come on, we're discussing what happened last night on the patio right outside the living room. Do you need a hangover drink."

"Sure."

As they are walking through this exquisite and luxurious home she turns around and starts walking backwards. "So tell me who was that naked guy in your bed?"

Harlan side eyes her. "You woke me up on a Saturday to ask about the naked guy in my bed?"

"No, I woke you up on a Saturday to discuss this." She holds up her left wrist. " The naked guy is just a nice distraction."

The handsome curly haired brunette laughs as he takes a seat on one of the long white couches on the living room patio. She sits at the head of the couch facing him.

"You're not going to let this up are you?"

"I need a good distraction."

He chuckles. "Some guy at the gym texted me after we got back."

Satisfied with the answer Caroline can now focus on the issue at hand. The tattoos. "What do you remember from last night?"

Harlan reaches for the hangover drink one of the housekeepers placed on the table. "Um….we were dancing Cyrus and I were talking in the broken down fire truck, We smoked and…."

"First, so happy for you. Second, so you were high and I was drunk and somehow we thought getting tattoos was a good idea. Also Cyrus did not get a tattoo." Caroline puts her head in her hands.

Xxx

Nora comes in with Aimee Bradley clearly not happy to be here, with a permanent scowl on her face. She was coming back from the gym when she was cornered by Nora and talked into getting into the car.

"Have a seat we need to talk."

Aimee with her dark brown curly hair in a ponytail glares at him with her dark brown eyes. "You can't stop it, it's already been published. You lost."

"Oh so I shouldn't read this copy." Nora hands a copy of said book minus a cover in his hand. "Thank you Nora."

"What, how? How do you have a copy? How much did you have to bribe my publisher."

Damon rolls his eyes. "Where should we start, I'm a Salvatore and that name has power. You used the Salvatore name to make us look bad. Taking incidents that you overheard in private and publishing them. So of course we were notified. I didn't have to bribe anyone. Some people just can't resist my charm and style and my ability to get Taylor swift tickets. I remember you falling for my charm."

Aimee is speechless. This can't be happening. She has worked so hard for this and now when she is at the finish line it's being pulled out from underneath her. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that the book tour and interviews lined up for this book cancel them. You can't write a slanderous book about a family you only know from spending time with one family member a couple minutes a night with. And let's face it Aimee I've had better."

Aimee gets up angry, knocking the chair backwards. "You're a bitch."

"I'll add you to the list of people who have called us that. Just know while you can't publish the book you do have the memories of our time together."

As she leaves she turns around in the doorway. "Where's Caroline? I thought she would be handling this situation."

"She's busy dealing with actual situations."

"I would love to talk to her and write a book on how she went from massive bitch to CEO to a nobody who has lost everything."

Damon gets up and escorts her out of the mansion. "None of that is true. You're just a fame seeker and I feel sorry for myself that I ever slept with you."

Xxx

"I used to be CEO of a company, I had an assistant and COO, I was in charge of models, photoshoots, getting them commercials, billboards, covers. I used to not be able to come out of my mansion without being photographed and harassed by paparazzi on who I was dating. And now I'm a socialite who gets drunk and parties at night and has a drunken tattoo. I've fallen so far."

Caroline lays back on the putting green, and looks up at the night sky. The stars are shining bright in the sky. "I burned a building down when I was nine."

Both Harlan and Caroline look over at Cyrus who just lit a joint. "You win although we haven't heard Harlan's yet."

"Was anyone hurt?"

Cyrus doesn't look at them. As he tells them. "No, I was nine and it was a construction site, the building looked like everything else they were building, I didn't think they would notice and I was curious what would happen. My dad was a firefighter and he died in a fire. After that my mom moved us to New York City. She had friends there."

"New York City which borough?"

"Upper west side."

The blonde gasps. "Upper east side."

Cyrus chuckles as Caroline looks over at the other guy with them. "Harlan?"

Harlan reaches over the blonde and gets the joint. Cyrus is watching Harlan's soft pink lips as he inhales the smoke. "I'm looking for my birth mother. I heard she was here but when I went to the house she wasn't there but there was a blonde guy and he's my brother."

"Wow, you know even right given my position people like me so I have connections. Maybe I could help you find your mother."

Harlan raises an eyebrow as Caroline takes another sip of vodka. She smiles at him as she gets up they hear Cyrus jokingly say. "Your position?"

The blonde looks over her shoulder and teasingly says. "Oh, did you think Olympus was mine? It's my uncle's and not even the uncle who is staying here, my other uncle the one who lives in Bel Air."

As she is walking to the pool she winks at Harlan who rolls his eyes. Cyrus chuckles as he reaches over for the joint he holds the smoke in before leaning over. Harlan is watching him the whole time the way his soft lips wrap around the joint. Everything he does makes Harlan melt and forget who he is. The same with Cyrus since he met Harlan everything he does sets him on fire. He leans over and when their lips are inches apart, Harlan's lip part and Cyrus exhales the smoke into Harlan's mouth. Cyrus goes to move closer and Harlan reaches for the joint and takes a hit. Cyrus watches him and smiles. Harlan leans over to him and their lips move closer until their lips touch the smoke mixed in with the kissing. Harlan goes to cup his cheek but instead drops his hand, Cyrus pulls him closer as they kiss.

Xxx

As Uncle Sawyer passes by Caroline's bedroom he notices the door is open he looks in and her bed is made and doesn't look slept in. As he gets his coffee he goes out on the terrace that overlooks the lower level and the two white sun beds there's someone on them. Smirking into his coffee he has a hunch he knows where his niece slept last night.

After he's done he goes down to check if he was right and on the first sun bed is his niece asleep and the second sun bed is Harlan and Cyrus spooning asleep. Harlan's arm is over Cyrus and his head is nestled into his neck.

Uncle Sawyer places a throw blanket on his niece and kisses her forehead. He cares and loves all his nieces and nephews but there's something about his relationship with Caroline that is deeper. They've been mistaken for father and daughter multiple times and they've never corrected it. Uncle Sawyer does not have any children he is aware of. He treats Caroline like the daughter he does not have. He is the father Caroline wishes she could have. He is the only one she allows herself to be vulnerable in front of.

When Sybil held Caroline at knife point and threatened her all she wanted was to get to Uncle Sawyer. He was coming to Paris to support his sister and her fashion show in Paris fashion week. The day everyone was to arrive his phone was blowing up with calls and texts from both Damon and Stefan asking him when is he going to get there, is he coming? Does he have a eta, how far is he? He did not know until he got there why he was getting the frantic texts all day. It wasn't until he got there and was in his bedroom that Caroline came to see him and broke down. She cried in his arms and told him everything.

When he was banned from Australia he could have called anyone, but he called Caroline. He knew she kept saying that she was going to live in Australia and this was one way to get her there. He also knew she would be there for him no matter what. So he had to sit in a cell for a day while she was on her way. It all worked out.

Xxx

"Yes I know you want Zero but he no longer works here. I can offer some of our new models Jed, Ben and Ken. They are hotter and better than the old models."

The phone clicks and out of frustration Giuseppe throws his phone at the wall and lets out a little yell. Recently he has been getting phone calls requesting the sexy foursome to walk in fashion shows and when he suggests other models he is always politely told no and they end the phone call.

He really did not think that running a modeling company would be so stressful but everyone is demanding him and requiring him to do something. Caroline really does do stuff here who knew.

Xxx

As Cyrus and Harlan are leaving Caroline's phone rings and when she sees that it's Giuseppe she hits ignore. As she is going up the stairs her phone rings again only this time it's a number she doesn't know. She answers that it could be important. It's not. "Who the hell gave you my number?"

On the other end is Satan herself, Sybil. "I wouldn't call if it wasn't important. Giuseppe had a heart attack and is in the hospital. The doctors are not optimistic that he will pull through. He's dying. I know you were disowned rightly so but in moments of lucidness he has been asking for you."

Caroline is trying to control her breathing as she hears the sound that is the equivalent to nails on a chalkboard to her. She walks over to her clothes and tries to distract herself by picking out what she is going to wear that day. She has no patience for Sybil and Giuseppe. And for Sybil to call her and make up this ridiculous lie is just pathetic. "No."

"No? What do you mean no? You're going to deny a dying man's last lucid moments."

"Oh now he's a dying man. Fine I'll play along let me speak to a doctor. Since he keeps asking for me I should know all the facts." The clothes are not distracting her, she steps outside to get some fresh air and her hands are shaking. The queen bitch persona is taking over so her nerves of hearing Sybil won't show.

Sybil swallows and looks around the conference room. "They just stepped out."

"Oh that's a shame and the lack of hospital noises. If you're going to fake a heart attack make it believable. You know how this works you faked a murder and got Katherine arrested for it." Caroline looks down at her red and black ombré nails, seeing if she needs a fresh coat. Being a bitch is always in her and like right now she really appreciates that.

"Could never fool you."

The line goes dead and Caroline takes a big breath sitting on one of the lounge chairs on the little patio. She is really proud of herself. She didn't freak out or have a panic attack. She handled that well. She still hates her with everything in her and hopes she goes to hell but now knows she can talk on the phone with her.

Xxx

When she leaves the mosaic steam room she notices she has a missed call from Damon. "What did you want?"

"Why weren't you answering?"

"I didn't have my phone in the steam room, I saw it as I was going to the sauna. From waking up with a tattoo to Satan's whore calling me claiming Giuseppe had a heart attack and is calling out my name. I need a spa day."

Damon didn't expect any of that and actually stopped playing pool. He blinks and grabs his phone. "Wow you've had a busy day."

"Not funny. The tattoo was yesterday."

"So what did you get?"

Caroline sighs she knew Damon would understand that she totally forgot to tell him she is also embarrassed that she got drunk enough that she doesn't remember getting it. "Really that's your first question."

"Yes, my responsible is always in control, always has the power and is five steps ahead of everyone sister got a tattoo. One she doesn't know how she got yes that's my first question." Damon laughs; he is now finding this just funny. And forgets why he called her in the first place.

"It's literally nothing, it's just an ink smudge. I'm getting it removed or changed in a month."

"You have to send me a picture."

Caroline sighs and rolls her eyes of course Damon would find this funny. "If that's all you wanted I'm going to go."

"I have good news, bad news, funny news. And now I know why Satan's whore called you, which one do you want first?" Damon hasn't talked with his sister in a while, he's been busy so he has a lot to catch her up on.

"I'm somewhat calm so bad news first."

"Giuseppe invited the wretch to live with him in the penthouse and she chose your bedroom to live in. Funny she opened your closet doors an alarm went off and they can't shut it off so it's still going weeks later. Forcing them both to leave the penthouse because they can't live there with the closet alarm going off. That's why the bastard called you and I'm guessing mentioned you coming back to the penthouse. So you can shut off the alarm. Good news Aimee Bradley's book deal is dead."

A wave of emotion is flooding her. She wants to laugh at how she got kicked out and now they need her so they can live in their home. Karma really is a bitch. On the other hand she is furious that that monstrosity is living in her old bedroom. Her bedroom is not just hers it links to Katherine's old bedroom. They had a shared bathroom linking the two bedrooms.

Xxx

"Is there going to be a book party?"

Conrad smiles at the blonde through the phone, he enjoys their daily FaceTimes. At first it was difficult with the time zones but after a month they have figured that out. "Yeah, I don't know if I'm going to go."

"You have to go. Without you there wouldn't be a book. I'll go with you to the book party."

"You'll leave Spain and go to Brooklyn for a sailing book party?"

Caroline laughs and her laugh makes him smile. It's been a while since he's heard it. He's so happy that she is doing better. It broke his heart hearing her on the verge of tears in that voicemail and everyday he has heard it in her voice she was getting back to herself.

"You know me I don't go to Brooklyn for anything but to celebrate you, the man I adore, yes I would go to Brooklyn. But that's it we are not moving to Brooklyn."

He laughs and she smiles at him. She knew she would miss him but she didn't expect to miss this much. It's the little things too, the way he holds out her hand for her to take, or the way his lips linger on hers after a kiss like he's savoring every moment. The way his arms wrap around her.

After her call with Conrad she sits her phone down at the table and joins uncle Sawyer. A salad is placed in front of her and she smiles at the chef. As they are eating her phone rings and it's Giuseppe she ignores it flipping her phone over. A little while later her phone rings again and she rolls her eyes as she flips it over to see who it is. "My mother is still awol. I want a distraction, let's go shopping."

"I'm probably going to be leaving Spain soon. Would you be ok in this house by yourself? You could always come with me."

"Start over in another new place no i'd rather not, thank you though. I'll be fine. Thank you for taking me in and being there for me. I love you."

Uncle Sawyer puts his arm around her shoulders and she lays her head on his shoulder and he leans down and kisses her forehead. "Anytime my material girl. I love you too."

After lunch she gets up and leaves a kiss on his cheek. "I'm going shopping. I don't know when I'll be back."

She gets ready and when she opens the door Harlan looks at her and goes. "No, you have to change."

She looks down at her clothes. A pair of jeans with a blue corset and a white and black sweater. With blue platform stilettos. The stiletto is faux snake skin, and on the outside of the platform there are fake laces and a bow. "Fuck you, you said we're going shopping."

"Yeah you can get a lot at the gym. Drugs, guys, muscles."

Caroline side eyes him, he's dressed for the gym he's in sweats and a tank top. "We need to work on your definition of shopping."

"Fuck you." He walks past her into the foyer and turns around. "You're telling me you've never been to a gym."

"I've always had a gym/spa in my home so why go touch other people's sweaty equipment. Why don't you go with Cyrus instead."

He shakes his head he could care less about her rich homes. He grew up in LA. "Cyrus is busy plus I like Cyrus and the naked gym from my bed is at this gym it would be awkward. Also I've known you for a month and you've only left this villa when we go out at night."

The blonde scoffs and puts a hand on her hip. "I also go shopping….I see your point, you owe me a real shopping trip."

Caroline goes to change and she knows she doesn't have anything to work out in so she checks the clothes that her cousin Lexi has left. It's her room and her home. Why wouldn't there be clothes left behind?

When she comes back she is in black and white Gucci leggings and a matching black and white Gucci tank top. Instead of sneakers she has on Gucci black and white platform high heels. He looks down at the heels then back at her. "I'm going to the gym I have gym clothes on but I draw the line at wearing flats."

When they get to the gym it's full of guys and then her. She looks at all the beefed up guys. "So which one was naked in your bed? It will be hard to spot him with his clothes on."

He side eyes her as she goes over to a machine. "Fuck you."

Xxx

Upon getting back from the gym, she only had to run interference twice with Harlan and that guy. Now she knows why he brought her. She takes her heels off as she is heading to the bathroom and leaves a trail of sweaty workout designer clothes.

When she exits the bathroom instead of finding the trail of clothes she left there is nothing she thinks nothing of it, probably a housekeeper came in and picked them up. She goes to the closet and picks out a dress and as she is going over to the bed she stops there's an outfit already on the bed. One she did not pick out, and yet she likes what appeared on the bed more than the dress she picked out. She looks out in the hallway to see if anyone put the outfit on her bed, There's nobody there.

She turns back into the room and there's now her one of a kind Cinderella stilettos. She smiles down at them and knows exactly what is happening. "You can come out now."

She hears some of the closet doors open and from behind the half wall splitting the bedroom from the closet and desk. Comes Katherine, Enzo and Jason. "What are you doing here? Why are you in my closet?"

"I told you I'd give you a couple weeks then I'm coming to you. I gave you a month and the daily texts just weren't good enough."

"Enzo and I also wanted to check out this new club called Isadora's house."

"Better question, where were you? We got here and your hot uncle said "you're shopping, what did you get?"

The blonde chuckles every time Katherine can make your uncle is hot joke she is going to take it. "I wasn't shopping Harlan took me to a gym."

Katherine and Enzo look at each other then up at the towel clad blonde. "So you were downstairs?"

"I wish, but no an actual gym. This trip to Spain I've done things I've never done before, go to an actual gym, go to a rave, be in an abandoned graffitied building."Caroline moves her hand up to run through her wet hair and Katherine spots the black smudge mark on her wrist.

"What is that?" The shrill in her voice echoes throughout the room.

The blonde pulls her hand back and looks down at her wrist. After the initial shock of having this tattoo wore off she forgets it's there until she sees a speck of black out of the corner of her eye and then is reminded again. "Oh that, I got a tattoo. I was drunk. Harlan was high and got a matching tattoo."

Katherine and Enzo laugh. "Drinks. Drugs and hot guys, some things never change."

Caroline laughs as she shrugs her shoulders. It's true wherever Caroline goes hot guys seem to follow her, it's always been like that. She uses them, helps them, changes their lives, and becomes friends with them. Caroline Katherine and Enzo embrace and Caroline extends her hand and looks over at Jason. "You too Jason, you've been a part of this group since we met you in Bel Air."

Jason chuckles as he goes over to the group hug and puts an arm around his husband.

Xxx

A little while later after Caroline had gotten dressed in the black cutout at the top black pants and black bra top with pink platform stilettos. The back of the heels have seven gold chains dangling from each side.

Katherine is in a black strapless corset dress with a black mini tutu skirt and black platform stilettos and a Prada purse. Enzo is jeans and Henley and Jason is in jeans and black long sleeve shirt with a leather jacket on over it.

The doorbell rings and Katherine gasps as Caroline goes to answer it. Enzo and Jason look at each other; they've never seen Caroline answer the door herself. Maybe this time away from New York City has made her appreciate staff more.

"Harlan, Cyrus meet my best friends from home Katherine, Enzo and Enzo's husband Jason. Also, change of plans, we are going back to Isadora's house."

Katherine puts her hand out to shake both of their hands, She smiles at both of the handsome guys. She had to hand it to Caroline. She was going through a crisis and yet managed to make friends with two incredibly hot guys. Harlan and Cyrus are both in jeans, Harlan is in a black tank top with Cyrus is in a gray tank top. They were ready for the rave tonight.

Xxx

They walk into the two story nightclub. The first floor is the dance floor and the second floor is the seating area and rooms. If you're too drunk or you want to have sex you can use the rooms. Plus the manager Isadora and her boyfriend Phillipe have their suite on this floor.

Cyrus and Harlan are at the bar as Enzo and Jason are dancing and looking around the club. Katherine and Caroline are dancing and laughing, enjoying themselves when Caroline notices someone walking to the sitting area on the second floor.

She excuses herself from Katherine and goes upstairs and as she walks closer to the chairs she sees an older handsome gentleman get up and leave. She goes up behind the two guys sitting next to each other and puts her hands on the taller guys shoulders. "Surprise."

Patrick looks behind him and Ivan looks up at her. Patrick smiles at her and Ivan doesn't have a reaction. Caroline and Patrick hug. "What are you doing here?"

The blonde shrugs her shoulders and smiles. "I was in the neighborhood."

He chuckles. "You were in the neighborhood?"

"Yeah I've been here for a month. I wasn't in a good place and I didn't want to burden you with my problems, I know you have stuff going on. I'm doing better."

They hug again. Patrick is a little hurt Caroline never reached out to him. They text almost daily and this past month they have been in the same country. Caroline is one of his best friends and that fact that she didn't want to burden him hurts him. He whispers in her ear. "I'm glad you're better and you can always talk to me."

"Thank you." She smiles into his shoulder and smiles at Ivan watching them. "Ivan."

"Caroline."

"I did say the next time you're in Spain you can meet the prince."

She gasps. "He's here?"

Patrick nods then she looks down at her outfit she is meeting a prince in a bra top and cutout at the top pants. While she looks good she is not in meet royalty attire.

Meanwhile Patricks in a crochet white blouse and black pants. "I should have called you first."

He takes her hand and they ascend the staircase. "Isadora will love your outfit."

She sighs a prince and an heiress and she's in this. She regrets going up to Patrick. " Before I meet them, one quick thing. That guy that left when I was coming over. Was he?"

"Yes that's Ivan's dad."

"I thought so I see why you slept with him. If my friend's dad looked like that I would try to sleep with him too."

Patrick side eyes her and she scrunches up her nose. He brings them over to the dj booth where a beautiful blonde is the dj. Patrick waves at her and nods and signals to the guy behind her and then to the backup DJ to take her spot.

"You remember me mentioning my friend Caroline from New York City."

The prince is handsome. He is skinny, with a thin sharp face and emotive hazel eyes. Like Patrick Phillipe has an earring, whereas Patrick has a pearl earring Phillipe has a feather. And styled brown hair. Isadora and Caroline look like they could be sisters. Both nod and look at Caroline. "Love the outfit babe you have to tell me where you got those shoes."

Philippe picks up Caroline's hand and kisses it. "Nice to meet you."

She smiles at them. "Nice to meet you too, Patrick has told me so much about both of you. I was here a couple weeks ago with friends, it's our favorite club."

Isadora smiles at her and she loves hearing people talk about the club. She manages the club. Organizes everything and is in charge. "Thank you, are they here?"

They go to the railing and look over the dance floor, Caroline starts pointing everyone out, she points to Harlan and Cyrus dancing, "I was with them when we came here a couple weeks ago." She points to Enzo and Jason looking around the club. "They heard about the club and wanted to see it." Katherine is at the bar. "That's my best friend. She loves a good party."

Any friend of Patrick's is a friend of theirs. Isadora, Phillipe, Patrick and Ivan have been friends and in each other's lives for five years. When Patrick got back from Caroline's birthday he was talking about it with them and both Isadora and Phillipe were curious about Caroline and wanted to meet her. Caroline was curious about them and wanted to meet them too.