Chapter 14

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

Klaus awoke to find Caroline splayed across her chest. She slept so peacefully. He loved how her golden hair shaped around her beautiful fare face. He had tried to draw her many times but nothing compared to her. He brushed the strand of hair out of her face. She groaned and by the sound of her breathing he could tell that she was awake.

Caroline didn't open her eyes but she knew he was awake. And could feel his gaze on her. As well as she knew that she was awake as well. She wasn't surprise that again her father wasn't home. And if he was he never did seem to open the door and check on her. So she didn't really have to worry about him catching Klaus in her room with her. But it wasn't like they were doing anything right? She sighed. It was a Sunday she knew and yesterday she had been possessed by a witch. She opened her eyes to the sunlight. She looked up at Klaus who was watching her.

"You're staring at me," She mumbled. Klaus smirked.

"Because you're captivating." Klaus said. She opened one eye and gave him a look before grabbing her pillow and hitting him with it. She chuckled at his dumbfounded face when he found the white fluffy head rest in his face. She sat up and he looked at her before shoving the pillow back at her.

"I'm surprised that your still here." She said.

"Well love you had wanted me to stay. And I did. I am a man of my word." She raised an eyebrow.

"Figures man who has lived a thousand years actually keeps there word." She remembered when she had been with 'him' how he never stayed around in the morning. She was so use to people always leaving her.

"I should probably get ready, I might have work actually." She said stretching. Klaus smirked.

"Actually love, Sophie is usually closed on Sundays, but sometimes she has some come in for night shift." Caroline nodded and knew that it was probably because of the supernatural out here.

"Oh right," She said moving to get up. "Umm…" She said grabbing a towel. She turned to him already at the door.

"I'll let you change." When he left she stripped down and wrapped a towel around her before walking to the bathroom and hoping in the shower. When she was finished she hoped out of the shower and wrapped the towel back around here. She was having thoughts about Klaus downstairs. It was strange having someone else in the house with her. But she couldn't help but feel as if it was right. And she liked it. She walked back into her room and changed into jeans and a white top before opening the door and heading downstairs. That's when she smelled it, pancakes? She hadn't smelled them since she was thirteen years old when her father had made them for her. And when her mother made the eggs. It was probably the one time in which her family was full and happy. She walked into the kitchen and found Klaus making breakfast.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help asking.

"Making breakfast love, I thought that you would like something. As well as a blood bag." She nodded and walked over to also find bacon. She had never expected him to be the one to actually cook.

"I didn't know that you could cook," She said. Klaus smirked.

"There's a lot of things that you don't know about me love, I happen to have lived a thousand years. And I was actually interested in knowing how. So that I could keep a low profile. And I happen to love pancakes, I may be an original but I still enjoy some of human life." He handed her a plate of two pancakes and two slices of bacon stripes. She smiled at him.

"Ah thanks, I am usually the one to cook sometimes if my dad is here." She said before walking over to the table and sitting down. Klaus joined her. "So what else don't I know about you then? Besides that you are an artist, kill people, are one of the most powerful beings in the world or so I have heard. I also heard that you could be manipulative. You have siblings," She asked picking up the syrup and pouring it on her pancakes before handing it to him. He smirked at her.

"Well love, I happen to love life for the most part as you may have seen."

"You also love power a little bit." She studied him. "But you also I hiding something else." He looked at her cautiously. "I feel there is more to you then what meets the eye. It's like you have a mask hiding this power and need to be better than some people." He swallowed hard. This girl was good it was like she was seeing through him but not all the way. Just the first layer of what others couldn't see about him.

"Well love, let's just say when you have lived a thousand years. There is a great deal of time there that can leave someone to change or try to make it seem that way." She knew that he wouldn't tell her that much deeper about himself. But she was determined to find out. She nodded. Caroline wasn't sure what to say after that. "Have you had a chance to actually see the city?" He asked. She shrugged.

"Not really just bits and pieces of the French quarter." A cocky smirk flashed across his face.

"Well love, I happen to have built this city so I could give you a tour." She raised an eyebrow.

"Is this one of your cocky attempts to flirt with me?" Klaus smirked.

"Perhaps, but to talk to you all the more." He said. She looked at him and knew again that she should stop herself but by the way he looked at her, she could tell that there was no way she could stop this feeling from blossoming. But as this was happening her fear was also started to crawl back up as well. She was afraid of Klaus and the way he seemed to look at her, talk to her, smile at her. She had scar that no one else could see. That couldn't be healed or disappear. But she knew that there was more to the scar then just a little cut.

Note: So here is another chapter. Like I promised all Klaus and Caroline getting closer. Klaus and Caroline are going to further understand each other. And were going to find out more about Caroline's past as well as Klaus's and why they both seem to have scars left over. The question is can they heal? Reviews thanks.

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