Chapter 14

A/N: This is an AU story for the vampire diaries. I do not own the vampire dairies.

Caroline and Klaus had returned back to the mansion only to find that Elijah and Hayley weren't home. There was a note on the counter telling them that Hayley had wanted to see her family in Bayou and Elijah had gone with her for protection. Leaving the entire house to themselves.

"Bayou?" Caroline asked.

"Yes, Hayley has found her pack or family. They live there; she has been wanting to visit them recently." Caroline nodded and remembered Tyler telling her something about Hayley wanting to find her family. She shook her head. Caroline still didn't like Hayley, but at the same time she didn't truly hate her anymore. Because in the end hating someone would take a lot. She still wanted to snap that bitch's neck. But with the innocent child inside of her, she wouldn't do that. Caroline sat down on the couch and sighed. Fighting crazy monsters had made her somewhat tired. Klaus returned handing her a blood bag.

"Thanks," She said. She smiled and watched as he had grabbed one for himself. It may have been somewhat late but Caroline remembered that he had brought her to dinner. It was Bourbon Street Seafood, Klaus had ordered them both Shrimp and Grits. Caroline had enjoyed it. They never had this back in Mystic Falls none of the less it was a small town. Second date and still Caroline growing to like Klaus. He was opening up to her. Each layer she drew back revealed more about Klaus. She had found out that his favorite place to travel to had been both London and Rome. He had talked about how he had got started in art. Telling of how at a young age when Mikael had sent him to his chambers for using his carving knives to carve Mikael an object. Ayana the witch and friend of his mother's had found him. She had been drawing symbols, but told him that he could draw whatever he wanted. But draw whatever was inside, what he feels and express it through drawings. He told her that only his siblings and Ayana had appreciated his drawings. He had gotten better at it later and had a skill. He even talked of how he drew a picture of Tatia making Caroline slightly jealous thinking about another Elena being with Klaus. She hated the thought. After he was turned and everything happened, he stopped drawing especially with the fact that he had turned his humanity off in the very beginning. Later in the early 1400s Klaus had began to get back to his passionate ways finding more artists in that century. And even when the Renaissance era came.

"So who is Celeste?" She asked. Klaus looked at her.

"She is a witch, also an old lover of Elijah's." Elijah? She never expected Elijah to be the type to date a none Elena like girl. But she wasn't one to judge, it was just shocking.

"What does she want?"

"A war, I don't know why. Probably to get revenge on me." She looked at him. "I killed her a long time ago." She gave him a look. "It was back in the late 1800s love. Things were different then."

"So why did you kill her then?"

"Elijah was distracted by her. I decided the best thing that I could do was to get her out of the way. As well as Elijah wouldn't listen to me when I said that we needed to make sure that Mikael was still of our trail. He at the time had every intention of leaving." She sighed.

"And you wouldn't let him." She said.

"It's a long story love." She shook her head.

"No I get it, you are afraid of being abandoned. You didn't want to lose Elijah. So did something impulsive in order to make Elijah stay." He sighed and nodded.

"Anyway now she has been causing problems around the city. And I bet anything that she was behind that Ghoul attack." He said. She sighed and moved closer to him positioning herself on his lap.

"Well you killed it." She said. Klaus shrugged.

" 'We' killed it but I have a feeling that chaos is far from over yet in this city." Klaus said wrapping his arm around her waist to bring her closer. Her presence always seemed to calm and relax him. He still didn't know if it was because of his feelings towards her or if it was just her presence itself. That it was only natural to feel relaxed and calm. Caroline glanced across the room to the painting that was there. It was half painted. She moved to get up and look at it.

"Working on another piece I see." Klaus walked over to her.

"It's not finished yet but it will be." He said. She smiled and nodded looking at it. She still felt guilty that she had shredded his picture. It made her feel bad. She always knew he was talented. "Would you like to help me finish?" She turned to look at him.

"Ah…I really don't have the artistic talent. I think I would mess up your paining." Klaus smirked.

"Nonsense love." Caroline was sure that she had ruined Klaus's painting. But Klaus simply brushed it up to make it look good. He still claimed that she didn't ruin his painting. "The artist paints what the artist wants the viewer to see and feel." He said. She remembered when he had painted that snowflake for the charity program that day. She remembered how she had seen his pain, the loneliness that he felt. It was there that she had realized that he might not always show his feelings but they were all through the paintings and drawings that he did. It was a way for people to understand him better. Especially since he hid everything inside and behind a mask as it seemed. She knew that this was there thing for sure. She glanced up and burst into laughter. He raised an eyebrow. "What is it, love?" He asked.

"You have paint, on your nose as well as a little on your cheek." Klaus moved to wipe it. She chuckled and moved to brush it off of him with the cloth. She was still laughing about it. Klaus pressed the tip of his brush on her arm making her jump back. She glared at him. "Hey!" He smirked and chuckled.

"That's not funny." He nodded.

"Your right, but this is." He brushed the brush on her nose this time. She gasped and gave him a look.

"Two can play at this game Mikaelson." She put some paint on her finger and wiped it on his face in a flash. She laughed watching his frown. Next thing she knew they were battling with paint. In the end Caroline was sure they looked ridiculous. She couldn't even remember the last time that she had laughed so hard.

In New York Stefan and Enzo had finally made their way to the witch's house. After many distractions from Enzo. Stefan was so annoyed he reminded him of his brother. Just a little worse. Enzo had made this a longer trip then need be. He only hoped that Caroline was alright and that she wasn't hurt or dead.

"Stefan," She said.

"Briana."

"What brings you here?" Before Stefan could speak Enzo moved in front of him taking in Briana. She was brunette with turquoise blue eyes, pale skin and a cute smile. Enzo smirked.

"I'm Enzo, the Enzo." He said holding out his hand. She raised an eyebrow before Stefan shoved him out of the way.

"No time for flirting Enzo. Look Briana, I need your help finding a friend. I think she might be in trouble."

Notes: So here is another chapter. Enzo and Stefan working together to find Caroline still. All because Enzo is distracted by new things in life. Klaus and Caroline have a few moments together. Next chapter: More Klaroline. Feel free to also check out my other stories such as Wings and Fangs. Review please.

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