A/N: I made a small fix from before. I accidentally named the servant Daniel, forgetting that Regina's old love was named Daniel. They are not the same person, so I have changed the servant's name to Gabriel. I will go back and change the last chapter as well. Sorry for any confusion!

I also apologize if the first part seems rather short. I didn't want to repeat the whole scene from last chapter. Just wanted to give you a short bit of Klaus' POV.

"Take our guest, Klaus, to get fitted for some new clothes. He's been frolicking in the Enchanted Forest it seems, and needs new attire."

"Frolic? I do not fuc-" Klaus said heatedly.

"Klaus! It's okay. The queen is right. We need better clothes for this kingdom," she said pointedly.

He could have killed her.

What was she trying to do to him? He didn't frolic! Nonetheless, he got her message. If they continued to stay in their clothing, they would surely stick out in…well, wherever this place was. He nodded, still not happy with their circumstances, and followed this Gabriel character to get new clothes.

The man took him to some large, and very fancy looking room. It rivaled his taste in bedroom décor. Color him impressed.

"Wait here sir, while I fetch you some new clothing," Gabriel said formally, walking behind a door, and disappearing from sight. Klaus raised an eyebrow, pacing around the room until he decided to sit in a regal looking chair. He could take notes from their decorator. His mansion needed some renovations. Again.

"Well hello! And who might you be?" someone said from beside Klaus' ear. The voice might have scared anybody else, but this was Klaus. He simply turned toward the supposedly kind sounding person, but didn't see anybody standing in the room.

He did find a cricket on his shoulder though. This king and queen were rich enough to afford such lavish furniture and decorations, but they couldn't keep their palace from infestation? Klaus scoffed, and slapped the little insect away, watching it fly across the room from the inhuman force he used. Sadly, it still lived, flying out of the room. Hopefully there wouldn't be any more buggy encounters for him at least.

Gabriel walked around from behind the door, appearing with several selections for Klaus to choose from.

"Here you go, sir. Just call should there be anything else you desire."

"Thank you," Klaus said politely, giving him a sufficiently pleasant smile. He could at least admire the manners these fools had. Despite the insects, they had good taste. Not just with furniture, but with clothing as well. It wouldn't hurt to play nice, until he knew what they could do for him.

"My recommendation would be the brown outfit," a deep voice said from the doorway. King James had made a visit it seemed. Klaus felt so honored.

"I was just thinking the same thing," he said, grabbing the outfit and beginning to undress on the spot. After centuries of living, changing in front of a man or woman didn't faze him anymore. The same didn't go for James, who coughed awkwardly before turning around to give Klaus his privacy.

"So the blonde haired lady you are with. Is there something…you know…between you two?"

"I'm afraid not," Klaus said quietly, tugging his pants on.

"Are you sure? The looks I saw you giving her were not ones a man would give just any woman off the street."

"She is nothing more than a traveling companion." Klaus tugged on the gray shirt, and brown tunic, putting on the arm guards right after. By this time, James had turned back around.

Klaus wasn't one to wait around though. As soon as he was finished dressing, he marched passed James, and headed back toward the throne room. He had no intentions of sharing his feelings with the man. The king was quick, however, and gave him a knowing smile, catching up to Klaus.

"I'm sure Snow will be inviting your 'traveling companion' to dinner. From my experience, women always get what they want. We should head to the dining hall to wait for them."

"Fine," Klaus said curtly, following James. Caroline would probably want to stay for dinner. She almost always did the opposite of what he wanted. Why change now?

"I see you are wary of us, but I promise you that there is nothing to fear. We will not harm you, no matter where you are from."

"I've told you, we come from the kingdom of Mystic Falls."

"And I've told you it doesn't matter where you are from. We will not harm you."

So the king didn't believe him. Fantastic.

The two went to stand by the windows that overlooked the lake around them. Klaus had always had an appreciation for such scenery. Stopping to smell the roses was one of the finer points of being an Original. There was actually time to do so.

Klaus and James didn't say anything else to each other for the rest of the time they stood there. They waited for the queen and Caroline silently, not turning around until they heard footsteps entering the room. He wasn't about to get chatty with James.

When Klaus turned around, he hadn't expected to see such an extraordinary beauty. Caroline looked stunning in her blue gown. And quite alluring too, considering the plunge the neckline took. It made Klaus practically salivate. The sight of her returning the lustful gaze made him want to leap for joy. Was she cracking perhaps?

"Just a traveling companion, huh?" James whispered, watching Klaus with an amused look on his face. How dare he mock Klaus?

He shook his head, noticing that James had walked off to pull Snow's chair out for her. Klaus moved to do the same for Caroline. Right. Manners.

The king and queen began talking amongst themselves, causing Klaus to tense from some of their conversation topics. Caroline had apparently spoken about quite a bit of their journey. They didn't appear to know everything though, so he relaxed, but only slightly. Klaus would always be on edge while they were in this god-forsaken place. Wherever that was.

The night went on, not ending until Klaus bid goodnight to Caroline after leaving her with a kiss on her hand. They had talked a little about what they would do for food. Of course the problem had occurred to Klaus. But he was already planning out fixes in his head. If the Rippah could live on an animal diet for so long, then they could manage for however long it was they were there.

He had been upset about her knowing more than him, but she willingly told him about her fairy tales. So they were in a world with fictional characters? That's what he was getting from all this? He would have rather not known anything if that were true. None of it made a bit of sense. Sure, vampires and hybrids all existed...but not fairy tales. With princesses, and princes, and knights in shining fucking armor. It was all unbelievably idiotic, but what else was he to say? All they had to go on was this Grandmother Willow she spoke of. So for now, that would be the plan. If the land was truly full of magic, they might not need the little witch to get home. They might actually be able to find her, and his sister. He honestly didn't give a shit about the witch, but Caroline did. And she wouldn't leave here without her.

Before he had gone to bed, he had made sure to let Caroline know that he would get her back home. He had an Original witch to kill, a family to reunite completely, and hybrids to create. That wouldn't be delayed because of a rookie witch's mistake.

Once in bed, Klaus' slumber that night became very restless when Caroline kept making cameos in his dreams, wearing that utterly revealing blue dress.

But then again, he wasn't complaining.

Caroline and Klaus stood at the entrance to the castle with Snow and James. The white horse that Snow had acquired for them was stunning, but unfortunately there was only that one. It meant that Klaus and Caroline would have to share.

A pack of food was attached to the saddle, full of food and drink for their journey. Caroline and Klaus had ironed out their plan though to get blood, so hopefully the food would hold them over until they could eat discreetly.

Snow's extra hunting outfit had been packed along with the food, and King James had spared a sword for Klaus. Caroline was gifted with a couple of knives from Snow, as well as a brown traveling cloak, which was also packed away.

"Just follow the trail, and either you'll find Red, or she will find you," Snow reminded them.

"Thank you again for everything," Caroline said gratefully, giving Snow a warm hug. Snow returned it with a friendly smile.

"We do hope you find your friends, and a way home," James said beside them. Caroline nodded her head, going to give James a hug like she had done with Snow. Klaus only bowed to both of them before walking to the horse, and holding out his hand to Caroline.

Of course he would love this part.

She took it gently, not wanting to make a scene in front of Snow and James. Otherwise she might have slapped it. Klaus kept her steady while she hopped up to ride sidesaddle. There was no way she could ride comfortably, with her leg over the saddle, in the dress she wore. Caroline should have worn the hunting outfit. Not only did this dress give Klaus something to stare at, but it was also going to be horribly uncomfortable to travel in. The only good thing about it was that women here wore gowns most of the time.

Klaus climbed up next, swinging his leg around behind her to sit like she wanted to. Her brows furrowed, and she watched as Klaus took the reigns, with his arms around her waist.

"Stay close, love. Wouldn't want you falling," he whispered. She frowned for a split second, but quickly smiled when she turned to wave goodbye to the king and queen. It wasn't long after until they were going down the trail, and heading right for the Enchanted Forest.

"How did you learn to ride so well?" Caroline asked curiously, realizing that Klaus was riding the horse like a pro. She had known he owned horses, but being able to ride them was a completely different matter.

"It was practically a requirement for people of high status to learn back in the day."

"You mean when you were only like, a million or something?"

"Yes…something like that," Klaus chuckled.

"Is that when you learned how to wield a sword?"

"I love that you catch on so fast," he smirked.

Caroline sighed, wondering what it would have been like to actually enjoy riding sidesaddle. What it would have been like to learn how to use a sword and knives properly. Then again, she might not have gotten to learn, since she was a woman. And sidesaddle would have probably been worse. Women's dresses were much larger in the time that Klaus had lived in.

As the two of them went further and further into the forest, Caroline began looking around. How was Red supposed to find them? Just keep walking until they found a cabin? Actually…that wasn't a bad idea. These woods screamed I-have-a-cabin-hidden-within. Maybe that was where Red lived.

"Do you see any signs? Something to show us where there might be a cabin? I bet that's where Red lives," Caroline mused, still looking around.

"Aren't we looking for this Grandmother Willow? We have a map. We could just bypass the queen's friend all together."

"But she took the time to send Red a message. Wouldn't it be polite to at least see her?"

"Sweetheart, we shouldn't be worrying about pointless niceties. We need to focus on getting the hell out of here, and finding everyone else, despite my dislike for those who aren't Rebekah. The willow tree will get us one step closer. She is our priority."

"You might want to try that way, if it is Grandmother Willow you wish to find," a deep voice suggested.

Caroline spun her head around, looking for the source of the unexpected voice. But no one was there. Had that just been in her head? That surely wasn't Klaus. Not an accent to be heard for miles besides his.

"So that wasn't just me then," Klaus said under his breath, noticing Caroline's shocked expression. She looked up at his face with concern. Were they being followed? Caroline hadn't heard any footsteps, or the sound of hooves.

"My, my. You aren't from around here, are you?" the voice said again.

Caroline instinctively pressed into Klaus' chest, unsure of where the voice was coming from. He pulled on the reigns, halting the horse's movements. They both looked around warily, while his hand went around her waist, pulling her slightly closer to him.

"Stop taking advantage of the situation!" she hissed quietly.

"Your knives are around your waist," he reminded her, grabbing the hilt of one. "There will be plenty of time for that later though."

She inhaled deeply, trying to keep from jabbing him with her elbow. What didn't he understand about the fact that she was with Tyler?

Caroline turned her head around, facing the path once more. What she didn't expect to see were a pair of big, turquoise eyes staring back at her, with a pearly white smile…but nothing else. Only the eyes, and wide grin were visible, looking expectantly at her, as if waiting for Caroline to perform a trick. Her heart jumped out of her chest, her eyes widening from the sight. It took everything in her not to scream.

"No need to be frightened. I was only trying to help."

"Klaus…" she whispered.

In one swift motion, Klaus had taken the knife from it's sheathe, and swung in front of Caroline. The floating eyes and mouth had disappeared in a puff of smoke, however, only to reappear on top of a nearby tree branch. The face and body slowly appeared around them, showing a gray cat with light blue stripes lounging above them. It's tail swung lazily over the branch.

"What is that thing?" Klaus hissed in her ear.

"I think…you're the Cheshire cat, aren't you?" Caroline breathed, looking at the cat in awe. He only gave her his signature smile, confirming her suspicions.

"Why yes. I am."

"Wait, you know him?" Klaus asked with confusion.

"Know who?" Cheshire asked calmly.

"You," Klaus said, his eyebrows rising.

"What about me?"

Klaus' eyes widened, and Caroline knew he was about to throw a tantrum if she didn't intervene. She placed her hand gently on his chest, and then turned to Cheshire.

"We're lost, and don't know where to find a girl named Red."

"I thought you were looking for Grandmother Willow?"

"We are, but-"

"Well then I would suggest going that way," he said, pointing to a trail to Caroline's left.

"Let's go, Caroline. That's all we needed to know."

"Then again…it might be that way," he mused, pointing in the opposite direction. Klaus' eyes narrowed, and even Caroline felt her patience wearing thin. She should have known he wouldn't be the Cheshire cat without making things a little difficult.

"Which is it?" Klaus asked through gritted teeth. He had probably figured out by now that killing the cat was impossible. Cheshire would only disappear in a puff of smoke.

"I already told you."

"You gave us two directions."

"Did I?"

Klaus was about to go for his sword when Caroline stopped him again. "Thanks, but we'll find a way by ourselves."

"If you insist. I'll be…waiting," the cat drawled, "In case you need my assistance when you return."

"We won't be returning," Klaus said smugly, "But thanks."

Caroline looked worriedly toward the cat as he disappeared right in front of her eyes, his eyes and mouth being the last to go. All that was left after was a cloud of smoke. Something he had said was nagging at her.

"Klaus…do you think he knows?"

"You're going to have to be specific. I'm not fond of riddles at the moment."

"About us being…you know…different," she whispered. Cheshire had known they weren't from around the Enchanted Forest, or anywhere in this world. But was he privy to more than he was letting on? His words had seemed…knowing.

"I highly doubt it. He was mad." Klaus inhaled deeply, turning the horse toward the first place the cat had suggested. She sighed, observing their surroundings while Klaus steered the horse. It was going to be a long journey, no matter where they were going.

Night had finally fallen. Both Klaus and Caroline had been following the trail to nowhere. Shouldn't they have arrived to a cabin or to Grandmother Willow by now? Of course out of the two directions the cat had given them, they would take the wrong path.

"Klaus…I'm hungry," she mumbled, feeling the need to drink something. Caroline had already gone through some of the food in their pack. Her thirst was far from quenched.

"Are you absolutely sure?" he asked, enunciating each word slowly. What kind of question was that? Of course she was hungry. Caroline had decent self-control, but she wasn't as old as him. She wasn't as practiced.

"Yes. I'd be willing to drink a unicorn if it came running by."

Klaus chuckled. "That won't be necessary. But I'll give you the next best thing to unicorn."

The horse stopped moving, and Caroline turned around to face Klaus with a horrified face, everything clicking at once. Why hadn't she seen this coming sooner? The horse was a sensible option, but were they really going to walk the rest of the way to some unknown location? That was a horrendous thought! He expected her to walk after getting dressed in this getup?

She took it back. Sidesaddle wasn't that bad. Really! It wasn't!

"You're not serious."

"Oh, I'm very serious. Unless you would prefer to starve?"

"Right now? Shouldn't we find a safer place to eat? "

"Trust me. I'm the scariest creature out here."

"But-"

"Don't argue with me, love. I've been around a lot longer than you. If you want to survive, you take what you can get, and when you can get it. Since drinking from humans would draw attention, we shall take from the closest animal to us. That would be the horse. If that means we have to walk, and feed now, then so be it."

Caroline hated to admit his plan made sense. The horse was big, and would surely satisfy the both of them for a lengthy amount of time. It was just looked so pure, so innocent. What animal didn't, really?

"Fine. But I don't like it," she said stubbornly.

"I would have been surprised if you did."

Klaus dismounted, holding out his hand for Caroline to take. She slid off the horse with grace, and immediately let go of his hand. The feel of it burned her, and her stomach was already queasy. Not so much from the soon-to-be-dead animal either.

Caroline stroked the horse's mane, soothing the creature before it's imminent death. She gave it a small smile.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to it.

It didn't say anything in response. That was good. At least it wasn't a talking animal. Would that somehow make this easier?

A thought hit Caroline when she was about to let her fangs descend. Klaus had never seen her vamped out before. Not when she was about to attack her prey. It strangely felt like she was going to expose herself to him. He would be doing the same though. It wasn't like she had seen him with his hybrid face before. She had seen Tyler's, but not his. There wasn't anything wrong with letting her true form show around Klaus. Right?

He seemed to be thinking the same thing as he watched her, waiting to see her face change. She didn't want to think of how much she was…intrigued…by the idea of feeding on a living creature with him. Blood bags had always been more than enough for her, but that didn't mean she hated feasting on something with a beating heart.

She felt the veins around her eyes pop out, and her fangs emerge. Caroline could see the admiration on Klaus' face when he looked upon her, his eyes staring at her as if she were the most gorgeous specimen. Slowly, she bit into the horse's neck. Thankfully it didn't rear its head or make a fuss. It allowed her to feed. The warm blood ran down her throat, quenching that dreadful thirst she had.

Her head came back up, and she was looking at Klaus through hooded lids. Her insides felt satisfied, but she wanted more. She could feel the wet blood covering her mouth and chin as her tongue darted out to lick some away. Klaus' tongue involuntarily licked his lower lip. She saw his eyes turn yellow, and the two sets of fangs protrude. It was an eerily beautiful vision.

And she didn't feel bad for thinking that.

Caroline watched as he pet the horse, patting it gently before sinking his teeth into the soft fur. It gradually fell down to its knees, closing its eyes when Caroline sank her fangs in as well. Together, Klaus and Caroline drank the horse dry.

Once Caroline was sure there was no more blood to take, she retracted her fangs, and wiped the remains from her chin. The spot Klaus had been standing in was empty though. She looked around in front of her, unsure of where he had gone. Was he still hungry?

The howl of a wolf made her head snap around. Snow had said the forest could be dangerous at night. There was no denying that now.

Thanks to super vampire sight, she could see Klaus' silhouette, standing close by. He was only a few inches away, and the proximity made Caroline jump. He was still in his hybrid form. His yellow eyes gleamed in the moonlight, and they were staring at her as if she were something stunning. Even with a little leftover horse blood on her mouth.

His thumb came out to tentatively touch the blood on her chin, wiping a little off before sticking it into his mouth. She was dumbfounded by the way his eyes rolled back into his head, licking every inch of his thumb clean.

What was even more frightening was how she didn't protest.

"Show me again," he asked quietly.

"Why?" she asked, confused.

"Because you're breathtaking, Caroline."

Her heart felt like it was racing. Well…if it was beating, that is.

Without thinking about it, the veins underneath her eyes popped up, and her fangs lowered. His reaction was one she wouldn't forget. It was a subtle mixture of emotions hidden within his eyes. Pride. Lust. Fascination. He was absolutely captivated by her.

She began moving backward, until she felt herself hit a tree close by. Klaus followed her every step of the way, stopping whenever she did so the distance between them didn't grow. Why couldn't she make herself get away from him? She should be thinking about Tyler, and not about how she wanted to feel Klaus put those fangs to real use.

His hands grasped her arms tenderly, trailing his fingers down them airily.

"What are you doing?" Caroline asked just above a whisper. The question didn't hold anger, but curiosity.

"Going with my instincts," he drawled, moving his lips, and fangs, closer to hers. Caroline could feel her eyes close, and her body tense in anticipation for his fangs to penetrate her skin. Or for him to kiss her.

The sound of an arrow zipping through the air broke the moment, however, and Caroline's eyes flew open.

The arrow in question was protruding through Klaus' heart. He looked down, puzzled by the object that was piercing his flesh. Caroline felt the veins around her eyes disappear quickly, and her fangs retract. She looked toward the area the arrow had come from behind her. Someone had seen them.

"Step away from the girl," a man called from where he stood.

Klaus yanked the arrow out with ease, tossing it aside carelessly, as if it was amusing that someone thought a simple arrow could kill him. He moved between Caroline and the hunter at vamp speed, standing in front of her protectively, his fangs displayed menacingly for the man to see. Wait…

"The huntsman…" Caroline said to herself.

"Regina told me there was a beast lurking in the forest that needed to be taken care of. The slaughtering ends here, wolf. That first one might have missed. But I assure you this one will not." The Huntsman pointed another arrow toward Klaus, his arm drawn back.

"Klaus, we have to go. We can't kill him."

"Oh, I beg to differ. The man has a death wish. It would be rude not to fulfill that wish."

"He isn't as bad as he appears. He could be a useful alliance later. But we have to go now!"

"Give me one good reason we should."

"He doesn't know what I am! If we stay here…that will change. Trust me, we can't kill him," she pleaded. Since the Huntsman had come from behind her, he had been unable to see her vamp face.

Klaus stopped in his tracks, his face relaxing. She could see his conflicted gaze while he contemplated what to do. His mind seemed to make itself up when the second arrow hit his chest, his face contorting in anger.

"I want to make one thing clear first. I don't trust anyone, love," he growled quietly. Caroline swallowed the large thump in her throat, and nodded slowly. That included her.

"I don't understand…I hit you…my arrow went through your heart that time!" she heard the Huntsman say.

Klaus sped inhumanly toward their pack of provisions, then back to Caroline to pick her up, and cradle her to his chest. Finally, they headed off into the night. She felt everything go by in a blur as he ran. They ran. They didn't stop until they were far from where they had left the Huntsman.

When the blurry vision had ceased, Caroline saw that they were enclosed inside a curtain of green vines. The pack fell to the forest floor with a thud, and Caroline looked up into Klaus' eyes. They were back to their normal shade of blue, and his fangs had since disappeared.

"Thank you," she whispered to him. He had managed to save her life, and spare the Huntsman's too. For Klaus, that was quite a feat.

He answered with a curt nod, letting her go easily until she was standing on her own two feet. "We should sleep," Klaus said, walking until he found a patch of grass to lie down in, "He won't be able to catch up anytime soon."

Caroline nodded, looking around for a spot to rest on. There was a low tree stump that appeared cozy enough. It's not like she would be getting much sleep after everything that had just happened anyway. And she wasn't referring to just the incident with the Huntsman.

There was that slight moment when she had almost let Klaus kiss her too.

What was she thinking? They were looking for Tyler and her friends. Tyler was her boyfriend. He was the man she should be almost kissing. Not Klaus. Never Klaus.

She curled up on the stump, using their pack of provisions as a pillow. Caroline dared a glance to Klaus' chosen sleeping spot, only to see him leaning against a tree, with his arms behind his head, watching where they had come from. It irked her to admit that Klaus keeping guard made her feel safe. Like she had nothing to worry about, and any danger would be instantly taken care of.

He had been right, after all. Klaus was the scariest creature in this world.

Unless there was something, or someone, out there who could best even him. The idea seemed unlikely, but Caroline just kept getting hit with surprises. Might as well expect the worst.

A/N: I want the Cheshire cat to be a mix between the Disney version and the Tim Burton version. Hope that's okay with you guys, and hope that comes across.

Thanks to Inge (swinty81 from tumblr) for the new cover! If you see a character on the graphic, they will be making an appearance in this fic. Just a heads up.

And sorry the late update. I hit a bit of a muse fail for this chapter, and I didn't want to disappoint. Hope it will satisfy you until next time! =]