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AU

P.S. This chapter is mostly fluff and deals with reunions.

P.P.S. I don't own the vampire diaries.

P.P.P.S. What does P.S. even mean?

The drive to the hotel was in complete and utter silence. Klaus fiercely held on to Caroline's hand, as he had throughout the entire drive and most of the greetings, only letting go when Caroline went to hug Matt, Jeremy, Alaric, and Stefan, but giving them the 'I-would-stake-you-right-now-if-I-could-get-away-with-it" look while they hugged.

Damon found this quite amusing.

Klaus was going to feed him his own intestines.

But Caroline hadn't said a word to Klaus, and Klaus didn't mind, because he wanted to yell at her in private, and shake her away from any protectors.

However, he was highly uncomfortable with the look she was giving him. It wasn't the usual, 'I-will-despise-you-forever-for-killing-and-torturing-my-friends" look. But one he had never seen before. He was expecting her to pull away, but she never did, in fact, she even looked comfortable. He was totally out of his depth.

And Elijah needed to stop smirking at him, in the rearview mirror, or else he would break his promise and dagger him where he stood.

But then again, there were more important things to be thinking about. Like about why his mother need the doppelganger's blood again. Why all the witches had disappeared, and why in the world his mother could suddenly disappear at will. And what perfume was she wearing?

When the van pulled up to the hotel door, he gave Elijah a look that told him they would talk later. Once Elijah barely nodded, Klaus picked up Caroline and ran her to an empty hotel suite, far away from the penthouse. He backed her up against the door, keeping eye contact. Both sets looking desperately for something. By the time Klaus had broken the lock, she saw he was angry. His chest was heaving and he wasn't talking. She actually felt his anger when he pushed her into the room and onto a couch. He kept both hands on her shoulders pushing her into the couch, jaw stiff, never breaking eye contact.

An eternity passed while he let himself revel in the fact she was still alive. That not only had his mother not killed her, she had had not killed herself, but that he had not killed her.

He suddenly stood up and started pacing. He was going to draw her, the moment he got the chance, and he needed to find a witch to do a certain binding spell.

Caroline just watched him pace for a moment, trying to gather the courage to speak.

"Klaus.."

"You are going to be silent, love, while I try to hold it together. "

Several more moments passed before he sat down across from Caroline, elbows on knees, and hands clasped together in the prayer position. His green eyes burned into hers.

"The moment I find a witch, I am going to do whatever it takes to bind your life with mine. And I won't care if you are miserable the rest of your life , because it was more painful for me to think you were dead," Klaus spat the word, "never to see that light again, than it was to think you hated me. And I'm going to make sure that the latter never happens again." He was shaking now. He got up and pulled Caroline up with him, arms on grasping her forearms with a bruising strength.

"Do you know what this pain is like, Caroline? To have lost someone, only to find out they faked their own death." His voice had started off so soft, and then he went to yelling.

Caroline just stood there. There were no feisty comments, she just took it. She almost looked ashamed of what she had done, and that disturbed Klaus.

"Just to help a doppelganger who strings along everyone she meets. " He said.

That raised her hackles.

There it was, that fire was back in her eyes. Klaus thought.

Klaus smiled as the submissive Caroline turned back into his fiery love.

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Elena walked up the stairs to the hotel room slowly. She was a wreck. She was worried about Caroline being in the same room as Klaus for any extended period of time. She was also worried no one but the siblings were looking at her. Kol and Rebekah had smirks on their faces as if they knew something she didn't.

She really didn't have a right to know or to be comforted by them. She had left. She knew the only reason she was saved was probably due to Klaus' obsession with Caroline. She would be grateful, she thought, she would take whatever they threw at her, she deserved it. At least Alaric didn't totally hate her, but then again, he had gotten a goodbye.

They were almost to the top of the stairs when Damon and Stefan took each of her hands and squeezed them. Trying to give silent comfort. However they were unprepared for her to flinch away from their touches, and they quickly let go. They glanced at Elena and noticed she was shaking. When the door opened to the hotel room, the originals quickly scattered. Rebekah went to the couch to do her nails, Kol went to the TV, and Elijah started flipping through his phone. Stefan put his arm around Elena's shoulder's and Damon put his hand on her back and they steered her towards the dining room where the laptop still lay open, if out of power. They sat her down in a chair, and Damon poured her some whiskey, which she accepted a little hesitantly. Her eyes would flicker from one to another of the men as they waited for her to drink the liquor, which she did. She then sat it down on the table. Her eyes closed as she tilted her head down, shoulders hunched. The men all realized at that moment Elena thought they hated her.

Sure they were hurt. But did they hate her?

When hell froze over and Klaus became a ballerina.

Alaric motioned for Damon to turn the chair around, Damon nodded, his epiphany dazing him somewhat.

Then Alaric got down on his knees in front of her and forced her chin up.

When she opened her eyes, they showed all the pain and hurt and fear.

Alaric smiled and whispered, "I am so happy to see my little girl's eyes again."

Elena started sobbing and talking at the same time.

"I'm so sorry." She choked out.

Jeremy moved into Ric's place.

"Your forgiven. And just so you know, you're staying with us until we put you in the ground, okay?"

Elena nodded, and then fell into Jeremy's arms.

"I missed you so much."

Damon smiled at the moment, then felt it was time Stefan, Matt, and himself got included in this little reunion.

"You know," he said taking a swig from a bourbon bottle, "We were going to forgive you too, but if you're going to ignore your big bros, then were gonna have to make you earn it. " His eyes and smirk showed he was not serious, but Elena let go of her brother long enough to come and give Damon a hug, and whisper thank you in his ear. She then moved on to Stefan who looked so relieved he might cry. And then to Matt, who said-

"Welcome home Elena."

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