"I thought you were dead," Stefan said as Klaus walked past Stefan and into the house.
"Well, then you're not as bright as I thought you were, mate. If I was dead, you would be dead too." Klaus responded condescendingly. Stefan shut the door and followed Klaus as he walked further down the hallway.
Caroline turned and met his eyes, her face going white as a ghost, matching Stefan's complexion.
"Did you miss me love?" Klaus asked, strolling past and taking a seat across from her, leaving the seat next to her open for Stefan.
Caroline chose to shoot him a menacing glare instead of responding with an obvious answer.
"Whoa, sweetheart, if looks could kill-" Klaus laughed to himself and Stefan and Caroline shared a look, knowing they were on the same page. How the hell was he alive and in this house right now?
"Klaus, don't you have anything to share?" Stefan inquired, his eyebrows rising as he crossed his arms.
"Oh, yes, almost forgot. It seems your little witch friend was able to help me get out of that sticky situation that you put me in," Klaus smiled as he picked up Stefan's glass from across the table and started sipping it, "Well not all of it, the fire did burn a little bit, remind me to thank her for that."
"What do you want, Klaus? Why are you back? Elena is a vampire now, she is of no use to you." Caroline's voice rose an octave with each word, obviously squirming in her seat.
"What makes you think I came back for her, love?" Klaus cocked his head to the side and smiled, making Caroline lean in towards Stefan, who immediately put a protective arm around her. "Well, if that's how you want to act," Klaus said as he got up and made his way to the hallway.
Stefan and Caroline followed, Stefan leaving his arm wrapped around Caroline as they walked Klaus to the door.
"Just to make sure I can't be misunderstood, I know Elena is of no use to me anymore. I came back for you, love." With that Stefan, held Caroline closer.
"Well, I think it's safe to say you really wasted your time coming back here, she doesn't want you." And with that Stefan shut the door, leaving Klaus alone outside.
Stefan turned to Caroline, and placed his other arm around her too, wrapping her in a hug, "It's going to be okay," he whispered calmly.
"Stefan, he is not gonna leave just like that." Caroline replied in a hushed tone.
Stefan rubbed Caroline's back as she placed her head on his shoulder, "No, he's not, but I'll be there when he comes back."
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Caroline woke up to the sound of her door bell ringing downstairs. "Mom!" She yelled, turning and stuffing her face into her pillow. Crap, she was at work, like always.
She dragged herself out of the bed and made her way downstairs, not thinking about the fact that she wasn't even wearing pants.
Appearing at the door in a large t shirt and socks, she opened it and gasped.
"Good morning, love, did I wake you up?" Klaus said, smiling.
"Go away," She said, pushing the door towards him.
Klaus stuck his foot between the door and the frame, wedging it open. He pushed the door open and let himself inside, shutting it behind him. "That was rude." He said, making his way over to a messy Caroline.
"What do you want?" Caroline asked, crossing her arms. Her wavy hair was sticking up in different places from the knots she had made while she was sleeping, and remnants from last night's make up was under her eyes, though Klaus thought it was adorable.
"I just want to talk you, love, my intentions are good, I swear." He said, holding his hands up.
"I'm listening," she said, looking down at her naked legs and back up to a smirking Klaus.
"Maybe you should go put some pants on and I'll meet you in the living room." He winked and was gone.
Caroline raced upstairs and put on her pajama bottoms before returning back downstairs to a dapper Klaus on her couch.
"You have my full attention." Caroline announced as she grabbed a pillow and leaped onto a comfy chair across from him.
"Well, I just wanted you to know that I come in peace. You and your friends seemed to be a little afraid of me, and that just won't do. I need them to like me." Klaus responded.
"Fat chance! Why do they need to like you anyway?" Caroline asked, trying to make sense of his words.
"So it's okay if you like me."
Caroline laughed a little too loudly.
"You don't have to be so mean, love." Klaus said in a quiet voice.
"I'm sorry, but you can't be serious." Caroline stared at him but Klaus said nothing, "You've tried to kill like all of my friends at least once!" Klaus kept staring at Caroline, with nothing to say, "Seriously?" Caroline asked, giggling.
Klaus cocked his head and smiled as Caroline shook her head smiling. She was so beautiful, even when she just woke up.
Suddenly Stefan was in the living room, whizzing past the kitchen and sending loose papers flying off the table top. He surveyed the room, seeing a relaxed Caroline and Klaus.
Klaus sensed the tension in the air, "We're just talking, mate."
"I think you should go." Stefan growled.
Klaus looked back and forth between Stefan and Caroline. Stefan was obviously angry, even though he had done nothing wrong. And Caroline was just staring at Stefan in total amazement, although Klaus couldn't tell whether what emotion she was feeling besides surprised.
"Maybe I should. I'll be seeing you, Caroline." Klaus smiled at her as he got up and bumped shoulders with Stefan on the way out.
Once Stefan heard the front door close, he rushed to Caroline, kneeling beside her on the couch. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner, I've been coming around but obviously not frequently enough."
"No, no, it's fine," Caroline responded by rubbing Stefan's arm, "He really did just want to talk, he seems like he has changed a little, he seems honest and friendly. But thanks for being here. No one's made me feel as safe as you have in a long time."
Stefan couldn't help but smile, and Caroline mirrored his grin.
"Maybe I should stay, just to make sure he doesn't come back."
Caroline nodded and scooted over in her big comfy chair. She grabbed the remote and put on some morning cartoons. Stefan took a seat next to her, their bodies close. His arm wrapped around her once again, and the two giggled at juvenile jokes for the rest of the morning.