A/N: Okay, so I'll just take a little time to klaroline fangirl a little about Marcel's comment to Klaus' good mood in TO s01e12… _ KEKEKEKEKEKEKE, oh you have no idea! KEKEKEKEKEK… _ *cough, cough*

Okay, I'm done… Ah, such an exciting and promising episode. Why is it that we like seeing our heroes in great trouble and fighting against certain death? I can't help wonder what Caroline would think or do, if she knew the danger Klaus is in, every day, in New Orleans, ooh… I feel another fanfic sneaking up on me! :S It's a good thing it's the Originals fighting against Celeste, because, let's face it, the Mystic Falls crew would not stand a chance! Imagine that for a moment… oh bloodbath!

Now, moving on to 500 years in the future and this story and if it wasn't already obvious, I don't own TVD or TO.

Chapter Four

The night came upon New Orleans as another day had come and gone. City lights fought against the darkness and illuminated most of the town, but it failed to reach all corners. Dark corners hiding away the deeds of the night. Nightwalkers filled the streets, getting ready for another night of partying, and indulging in blood and other worldly pleasures.

Klaus, who watched it all from the balcony, was lost in thoughts. Selena's locator spell had been a fluke; apparently, a more powerful magic had interfered, making it impossible for Selena to find a location. Klaus had huffed at the excuse, what good was working with witches, if they couldn't even do as much? Either it seemed like witches was working against you, or they were completely useless and then what?

Klaus groaned frustrated and tightened his grip on the grid, causing his knuckles to go white. He had not felt this helpless, since he was a human and he hated it. These human emotions that had sneaked their way in, without him noticing or approval of them. It was all her fault, back then and this time too. Maybe Elijah was right and this was nothing. Who knew, maybe Caroline had already left the city again and maybe it was for the best too. Klaus were not particular fond of the feelings Caroline riled up in him. He cared about his town, his men, Elijah, Rebekah and Lucia, they all made him feel in some way, not none of them like Caroline. He did not know how to handle those feelings and it drove him crazy. Klaus had not ever felt them before or after meeting Caroline, not in the 1000 years prior nor the 500 years after. He had never just wanted and longed forsomeone, like he had the blond vampire.

Whatever spell or curse, she had put on him, maybe it was best to; just break it – for good.

Klaus pushed off the grid and was about to go in, when his phone rang. Freeing it from his back pocket, the caller id revealed it to be from Thierry. Klaus sighed and thought that he might as well call of the search, before accepting the call. First thing Klaus noticed and thought weird, in a split second, was that the hologram had not been activated and thus; he could not see the caller.

"Thierry, any news?" Klaus asked immediately, cutting to the chase.

"Sorry Klaus, Thierry won't be available from now on to – ever," An unfamiliar female voice said, "But I do have some news," Klaus stopped in his tracks, frozen for a second. A wave of emotions washed over him as he quickly processed the meaning behind this stranger's words. He went from annoyed about Thierry's demise, to frustrated about nothing seeming to go his way, to scared that Caroline was indeed in danger and ended in a state of pure rage that someone even dared play him.

"Hazel, I presume?" Klaus asked with controlled anger.

"Well yeah, that's what most people call me these days," she replied cheerfully. Klaus did not miss the hint of her telling him she may go under other names, but did not think more of it. Only one thought occupied his mind.

"What do you want?" Klaus asked, through his teeth and noticed Elijah coming up to him slowly. He signalled to Elijah to listen in on the conversation, awaiting an answer.

"It's very simple really," Hazel said, "I want you, dead and then eventually Elijah, Rebekah and not to forget your sweet daughter, Lucia in the same state, but for now, I'll start with you. Oh and just if you're wondering, yes, I do indeed have your little girlfriend, she's quite beautiful and if you want her to say that way and not as a grey or burned vampire corpse, I suggest you do as I say."

Elijah's eyes locked with Klaus' and he nodded, telling his brother that whatever happened, Elijah would stand beside him, as always.

"Alright, you got me," Klaus said calmly not breaking his eyes from his brother, "How do we do this?"

"Smart boy," Hazel commented. Klaus could almost hear her mocking grin, "There's an old, forgotten graveyard a few miles north of town. If you need help finding it, I'll lower the barriers and let your witch locate it. Make sure to come alone, my family aren't particular fond of vampires, but I'll talk them into letting you be – at least for now. See you at midnight." With those words, she hung up leaving Klaus with a single phone tone. He lowered the phone slowly and gave Elijah a determined look, before walking past him, away from the balcony.

"Niklaus!" Elijah called after him.

Klaus flew past Rebekah and Lucia in the hall on his way out, leaving both of them dumbfounded and even more so, when Elijah came running too.

"What's going on?" Lucia asked confused, looking at her aunt. Rebekah shook her head.

"I have absolutely no idea," she admitted, "but my guess is, it's got something to do with Caroline."

"Oh yeah, that woman," Lucia nodded, remembering the night she had met the blond and her father's thoughtful eyes afterwards. She knew this woman was special, "But she hasn't been here, right? I thought she left again."

"Oh, I hope that's the case," Rebekah said with a deep sigh, "So sick of all the drama!" Lucia laughed at her aunt and patted her shoulders.

"Don't worry, I'm sure father and Elijah has it covered,"

"Yeah, covered to make it messier," Rebekah huffed, crossing her arms, "and in the end it will be up to us girls to clean up after them, trust me."

"Niklaus wait, we need to think about this," Elijah shouted, following Klaus through the crowded night street, "we need to consider every outcome and make a sensible approach." Klaus stopped mid crowd and stared back at Elijah, anger and frustration evident in his eyes.

"We don't need to plan a bloody approach," Klaus exclaimed furiously and caused a few people around him jump away in surprise, "It's in, rip out some hearts, grab Caroline and out again, no stupid plan is needed!" Klaus turned to leave again, but Elijah graphed by the arm.

"Do you even hear yourself?" Elijah asked disbelieving, "Your foolish impulse will be the end of you, brother. You will be walking straight into a trap!" Klaus ripped his arm free from Elijah's hold.

"I know!" he said, tears threatening to fall, "I know, but Elijah, it's Caroline! And after that, it's you, Rebekah and Lucia; I can't let that happen. I just can't, it has to end, with me, I have to do this, now." Klaus' voice grew more firm and determined by every word and Elijah knew nothing he said could change his brother's mind. Elijah sighed dejectedly and rubbed his face tiredly.

"Can we at least talk about it a little? Wait until…" Elijah stopped midsentence as he looked up and realized Klaus was gone.

"Darnit!" Elijah cursed and whooshed back to the estate. He needed to talk with Rebekah and Marcel; they needed to come up with a plan.

Church bells announced midnight somewhere in the distance, as Klaus opened the old hinges to the abandoned graveyard. He had barely sat the other foot on the ground, when he felt it. The magic, that soared through the place, like running water. He stopped for a moment, closing his eyes and let the magic flow through him, letting the witch know he was there. When he did, Klaus could not help a nostalgic feeling appearing, as if the magic was somehow familiar to him. Klaus opened his eyes again, shaking the feeling of familiarity off him and walked deeper into the graveyard, with all his senses on alert. Being away from the city, only the full moon illuminated the path before him and the countless bum-infested tombstones.

Suddenly, between 10 and 15 different heartbeats closed in on Klaus, slowly quickening in excitement. He scouted his surroundings, but couldn't see anything in the darkness. Growls and breaking twigs reached his ears as Klaus stopped, at a small open ground among the stones.

"Charming place, you got here Hazel," Klaus said aloud and smirked. Seconds later, a dozen of witches, warlocks and wolves appeared from the darkness all around and closed in on him. Well, he had not been wrong about the trap, it seemed. Klaus shook his head grinning.

"What? You can invite your friends, but I can't invite mine? That's hardly fair." He said and looked around at his supposed threats. Did this Hazel not know anything about him? Klaus could end this lot in seconds; they were hardly a challenge. Elijah had been worried for nothing, just the same, Klaus needed to get some steam out, ripping out some hearts and breaking necks, would do the trick.

"I'm sorry Hazel couldn't be here, but I'm sure you'll meet her soon enough," a far too familiar voice said. Klaus groaned annoyed and turned in place.

"Tyler Lockwood, do you ever," Klaus stopped dead in his train of thought, seeing the scene before him. It was Tyler all right, but Klaus had not expected Caroline to be with him, not like that.

Tyler had a tight grip on Caroline's neck, holding her in front of him, like a human shield as her hands were tied on her back. In his free hand, Tyler held a wooden stick, placed dangerously close above Caroline's chest. She looked scared and confused and her pale features witnessed about hours of blood being drained and torture with vervain, weakening her. Klaus gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as the anger raised in him like lightening. He had never seen Caroline this fragile before and he did not like it one bit. She looked up and their eyes locked.

"Klaus…?" Caroline's voice was, but a hoarse, broken whisper. A plea, begging him for help. Klaus fought the angry tears, threatening to fall as he took a step closer the two. Klaus weighed his options and next move. His first thought was to go on a rampage and kill every one of them, Tyler included, but chances were that it would harm Caroline and he could not risk that, he wouldn't. Therefore, as much as he hated it, Klaus tried with Elijah's tactic – talk.

"What are you doing, Tyler," he asked carefully, keeping a close eye on the ones around them, recording every move, "This is Caroline."

"I know that very well, Klaus," Tyler laughed gleefully, "That's kinda the point, to lure you out. You always had a soft spot for her, even when you had no right to."

Tyler's smirk grew slowly, as he pressed the wooden stick to Caroline's chest, causing skin to break and a red trail of blood colouring her beige top.

"You don't want to do that," Klaus said taking a step closer and for the first time in his immortal life, Klaus felt genuely scared and not for himself. He was scared of losing someone else, losing her.

"Oh, but you're wrong. I really do wanna do it," Tyler said smirking evilly, something that did not become him. Without a warning and without hesitation, Tyler stabbed Caroline. A heart wrecking scream filled the graveyard as Tyler released her and Caroline feel limp to the ground.

"NO!" Klaus screamed in despair and got reading to separate Tyler's head from his body, but realized he could not move. Klaus was like nailed to the ground.

A/N: Muahahahahah! Evil, evil cliffhanger, I'm sorry, well, not really :P But now what? Is Caroline a goner? But this is supposed to end in Klaroline, right? Or should it…? Maybe I'll just end the story here, mh? It does fit the 'Last Love' part, doesn't it? No? Then make sure to leave a review and let me know if you really want this to continue in a happy ending for our favorite couple! Much appreciated! :D

Ah… After the latest episode of TO, I don't really like Thierry, so I killed him of, that's what happens *shrugs*