Okay, so this chapter is a little rough, be aware of that. Any Kol fans won't like this, but there's a little bit of everyone. The next chapter is done, too, so if I don't put that up tonight then I will tomorrow. Enjoy! More to come, it will get crazy! :)

Chapter 6

Caroline was walking in a long, ancient corridor. There were paintings by every famous artist that she could recognize lining the walls. She was in a long red, strapless, layered dress with black heels. Her long, wavy hair was just the way she liked it after it settled from being in strict curls, and she felt gorgeous walking down the hallway. She realized that she was in a castle, and she felt like a princess in her own perfect world. As she walked up to a balcony, she opened the grand doors with one strong push and found herself in awe at the view. She could see the greenest grass she'd ever laid eyes on for as far as the next city, and in the other direction was the sun setting on a calm ocean. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was everything she used to dream about when she was a little girl pretending to be a princess. She was wearing Klaus' diamond bracelet, and she started to fidget with it when she felt two hands brush her waist from either side behind her and wrap around her in a cozy hug.

Klaus.

She turned to look at him with a smile and mimicked his position by wrapping her arms around his body and kissing him. His soft lips were just as she remembered from the garden, and they could both feel the smile grow against their strong kiss. Caroline moved her hands to his neck and pulled him closer to her. He was gentle, but suddenly lifted her up as if she were light as a feather and placed her on the balcony. She let out a small gasp of surprise and giggled, appreciating his smile and protective hold she could feel from his arms. She had nothing to be afraid of. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck and his were supporting the small of her back. He kissed her with growing passion before lifting her and placing her in his arms as if he was about to carry her across a threshold. They laughed again, and soon she found herself in front of a huge pair of doors. Klaus pushed them open with almost no effort, revealing a soft blue and white room with a canopy bed, a walk in closet, and a massage bath four times the size of hers at home. The sun had set and the room was lit purely by the moon's light against the thin white curtains. The room had its own balcony, and she could see the moon through the glass windows. Klaus carried her to a giant, round, blue loveseat. He still held her in his arms as he sat them both down and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She looked into his eyes and started to play with his hair before kissing him. His arms moved across her back and sent shivers down her spine, resulting in a smile playing across his lips. She could see the shadow of his face and kissed his forehead, his eyelids, his nose, and chin. She could feel him between her, but he was good at controlling himself, something he must have developed over the past millennium. She made her kisses trail to his neck as his arms continued to feel her up and she heard a small laugh. She thought someone had entered the room, because it wasn't Klaus that could have made a sound like that, it was too young and almost dark. She looked away toward the door, and when she looked back at Klaus, she leaped back at the sight of Kol.

Caroline woke up in a frenzy. First she was dreaming about making out with Klaus after leaving Tyler behind and now it wasn't just Klaus, it was Kol? What did that even mean? She was tired of the mind games, which she assumed Klaus must have been behind considering there was no way she could've conjured that up on her own. She quickly changed, wanting to avoid another lazy-day outfit and ran out the door at full speed to the Mikaelson mansion.

Klaus was the only one home. His mother was out with Finn and Rebekah, letting her guide them through the ways of the twenty-first century, Elijah went to the Grill to speak with Damon, and Kol was nowhere to be found. Klaus was lying in his bed, trying to figure out how he was to deal with his entire family around and acting so suspicious, when he decided he'd get up and face the day like any proper man. He grabbed a grey shirt from his bureau and slipped it on, but as soon as he closed the doors, Caroline flashed in front of him and pushed him hard against the opposite wall. That was the very last thing he expected to wake up to.

"Rough morning, sweetheart?" He asked, pulling himself off of the already breaking wall and walking toward her. She didn't let him get too close before she was in front of him again and slapped him with enough force to make a red print on even a fast-healing original's face. "Okay, so I see you like to play rough, but that's quite enough now," he said, grabbing her arm before she could slap him again. That didn't stop her, though; she kicked him in the shins, this time starting to piss him off. "Fine," he let out with a groan. "Two can play that game, darling," Klaus pushed her off of him and she almost tripped back. It took this long before she could speak, realizing that she hadn't come prepared with anything to say. Violence seemed to get his attention, anyway.

"What are you trying to accomplish, here, Klaus?" She asked, kicking him straight in the chest, causing him to be the one backing up this time. Klaus let out a laugh before answering her.

"What on earth do you mean, Caroline?" he said pulling up from hunching over and shaking off the pain.

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, I know you're the one behind my dreams," she blurted. This seemed to catch Klaus' attention.

"Oh, really? Well I hate to disappoint you sweetheart and you have presented a wonderful idea, but I unfortunately have no clue what it is that you're referring to." He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms and legs, looking too amused for Caroline's liking. She trapped him against the wall and slapped him again. "You know," he said, uncrossing his legs and straightening his stance, "that's actually not as fun for me as it may seem." He was looking down at her with that familiar glare.

"I don't care!" Caroline grabbed his collar and kneed him in the stomach. He took a moment before getting back up, but then he slammed her against the wall and stood in front of her. She raised her arm to hit him again, but he caught it and crushed it against the wall behind her, doing the same to her other arm that instinctively tried to finish the job. He held her there and looked down at her, anger in both of their eyes. He wanted to kiss her so badly, and he had her right where he wanted. He could've done it if he tried. Even she was craving for him to do something, anything. If he hit her, she could continue to fight him and let her anger out, and if he kissed her, she could get the curiosity over with and push him away before things got weird. His eyes softened and his face came close to hers…

"You should leave now, Caroline." He whispered to her and let her hands go, turning his back to her. She stood there, feeling rage run through her veins, not knowing why exactly.

"Ugh!" She let out a sign of her frustration and ran out of the room and down the stairs. She opened the doors and started to race out when she bumped hard right into Kol.

"Whoa, are you okay?" He said, grabbing a hold on her arms. She grabbed them back quickly and tried to calm down, slowly releasing her clenched fists.

"I'm fine," she replied with an obviously angry attitude.

"Hey, I'm glad you're here. I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner tonight, I recently caught word of a new restaurant in town and frankly, I don't have anyone to go with. What do you say?" He said with a smile, that same effort of trying to charm her showing right through. Caroline looked back up to Klaus' closed door and let out a quiet sigh. She turned back to Kol, hoping that by going with him she might get some answers to any one of her million questions.

"Sure," she said, perfecting her fake smile, "why not?"

"Splendid. I'll meet you there at eight. It's called Leslie's."

"I'll see you then," she said, hardly focused on Kol; her mind was going wild with all of the ideas about Klaus. She rolled her eyes to herself and ran off.

Caroline walked into Leslie's at 8:30. She had lost track of time, walking back and forth with anger and frustration, trying to figure out everything that was going on. She realized it was already 8:15 when she threw on a sweater and a new pair of jeans to go meet Kol for dinner. Why did she agree to that, she didn't even know the man. Who cared, though, if anyone needed a break it was her. She saw him sitting at a booth, wearing a pair of jeans and a vest-covered tee shirt. He was the same height as her, and he looked a little bit grim. She felt bad, he probably thought she was standing him up. She walked over, hoping that he wasn't too irritated.

"Hey, sorry, I lost track of…my shoes." She didn't want to make him think that she had anyone else on her mind, especially stupid Klaus. Even thinking about not thinking about him made her think about him. She didn't want this, why was it always her that got caught in the middle of things? And why did Klaus even like her? She was never the first choice, she was never the first one to catch someone's eye, and there he was acting as if he actually liked her. She was arguing with herself, pushing the thoughts out of her mind to give Kol some attention.

"It's no problem," he said with a smile. "So… I'm enjoying this town, do you enjoy living here?" Caroline noticed how in everything he said he always seemed to incorporate some interest of his own, like he was a little too self-obsessed.

"You know, it's nice, yeah," she always hated small talk, and continued pretending to look at the menu for a while even though she knew what she wanted as soon as she got there. "You know, I think I'll use the ladies room, I'll be right back," she wanted to get away to gather her thoughts.

Caroline got to the bathroom and locked the door. She looked in the mirror and tried to find some trace of serenity in her face, but she was all over the place. "Breathe, Caroline," she took a few deep breaths and opened the door back, ready to get this dinner over with.

Kol was standing right in front of the door, waiting for her, and when she opened the door, her split second of shock gave him enough time to slam her against the wall and cover her mouth. She wasn't about to let him do anything to her, so she fought back. She tried to push him away, but he was an original after all, and he was strong. "Kol, what the hell are you doing?" she asked, but he forced his hand over her mouth, keeping it shut so that her fangs would stay hidden.

"I simply want to skip the mundane chit-chat, Caroline," he said and he tried to kiss her. She was never the vulnerable type, so she immediately tried to push him away. He took a few steps back before getting his place right back and starting up again. This time he was strong. Caroline could feel hot tears in her eyes, she wasn't strong enough to fight him off. His hand squeezed her cheeks together and kissed her puckered lips. "That's more like it," he said, pushing her hard into the wall, strong enough to keep her there. "You can tell Niklaus that this can be considered payback. He will never have you Caroline. Do you want to know why?" He pushed the hair from her face and she continued to struggle, getting weaker the more energy she wasted. "Because you, you are mine now. Good thing your daddy just died or you wouldn't be so weak."

That pissed her off. If disrespecting her dad wasn't enough, he called her weak, and after everything she had been through, Caroline Forbes was anything but weak. She summoned all of her strength and used her hands on his chest to push him so hard back that he broke the wall in back of him. He was about to get up, but she kicked him back down onto the floor, not caring that people had obviously heard and were starting to run over. She knew that she couldn't afford them to see her, so she held her foot stomped on his chest sending a growl from his lips and quickly said, "I will never be as weak as you, you sick bastard, and I am not some tool to use against Klaus. Don't ever touch me again, you son of a bitch."

Caroline sped out of the restaurant leaving Kol grunting on the floor, surrounded by people he would soon have to compel to forget what they just saw. Her hands were shaking and she was crying hard as she struggled to turn the keys. She could barely turn the car on before there was a knock on her window and she jumped, scared enough to make her heart stop if she'd had one. Luckily it wasn't Kol, but the last person she'd expected to see.

"Tyler…" she whispered softly, opening the door fast and holding on to him. "You have no idea how happy I am that you're here, Tyler."

Yikes! Okay so that was wild, I know, but there's more to come and it will get better(: Sorry if that was a little too rough, I tried to keep it within limits. Anyway keep a look out tonight or tomorrow for the next chapter :)