Hey, everyone!
WHO ELSE WAS RAGING DURING 4X20? I WAS.
I mean seriously...Haley getting pregnant with Klaus's kid? Major WTF moment. After that scene, I just couldn't handle the rest of the episode. And Camille? Ughhhhhh.
The only thing that made the episode worthwhile was Joseph Morgan was on screen 95% of the time, and that he called Caroline at the end (I mean did you see his smile, and his dimples!)
Alright, my mini rant is over. I could go on for hours.
Enjoy!
"But we already gathered a ton of firewood yesterday!" I complained as he stepped away from me and picked up the ax, heading towards the forest.
"It's almost winter and out here it gets pretty cold this time of the year" He walked closer to the edge.
I panicked. He was going to leave and he was going to leave me there. Alone.
"What do you want me to do?" I blurted out, hoping he would suggest I go with him, or give me something to keep busy.
"Start bringing in some water. There are basins in the kitchen. When I come back, you'll help me with the wood." And just like that, he left.
"Alright," I whispered to myself and walked into the house, quickly finding the basins in the kitchen. There were four- three of them were completely empty. I grabbed a pot and walked back out to the lake. Once I was at the edge, I pulled my hair back and hiked the dress up on my hip, taking a bunch of the fabric and tucking it into the waistband of the dress. The shorter hem offered more movement.
Not an hour later, all three basins were filled almost to the brim. I walked back outside and found that the sun was now at its highest point, marking the middle of the day. I looked around but found no sign of Klaus.
I heard a soft neigh come from behind the house, and I tensed for a moment. I remembered that Spade was still in the back where I had left him the night before.
Was it only last night?
I picked up the pot I had been using to carry in water and walked over to the lake, scooping up a decent amount. Spade must have been thirsty because he hadn't had any water in about two days.
He had his head out the window of his stable, and started neighing and whining once he saw me.
"Hey there, boy" I said in a soothing voice, opening the latch on his gate and leading him out. I placed the pot in front of him and he leaned down, lapping up the water. I few minutes later, there was basically nothing in the pot, and I lead him back to his stable.
Now in the light of day and with no hassle, I looked around the little wooden structure and found that in was equipt with all the basic necessities for keeping a horse.
I picked out a large brush and began to run it through Spade's mane and coat. He neighed happily, glad to be getting some attention.
I spent another good hour brushing through Spade's hair, ridding it of all the grime and dirt that had accumulated over the past weeks.
As I started walking out of his stable and closing the gate, I caught sight of something in the corner- my bag. My bag with the sword and ax. My mind wandered for a moment but I quickly turned to find Klaus standing in the path leading to the front of the house, a strange look in his eyes.
"You're back" I stated, walking passed him and to the impending chores.
"Yes, and you were where you weren't supposed to be" He said from behind me, the anger evident in his tone.
"I didn't realize I was prohibited from visiting my own horse"
"You weren't- until yesterday"
I stopped abruptly and turned to him. "You can't tell me want to do" I said, venom dripping from my words.
"Yes, I can. You're my prisoner" He matched my tone, stepping closer and looking down at me.
"So we're back to this," I said, exasperated, throwing my hands up "You treating me like your prisoner?"
"Yes, you obviously cannot spend an hour by yourself without attempting to escape!" He yelled back.
"I was not attempting to escape!"
"Then what were you doing in the stables?"
"Brushing my horse! I finished filling the basins an hour ago and decided to make use of my time!"
"That's impossible." He said suddenly disappearing. I had already gotten used to that. He could move so fast that it would appear as though he just vanished into thin air. There was a short gust of wind and he was in front of my again.
I raised and eyebrow, placing my hands on my hips and letting out an annoyed huff.
"How did you do that so fast?" He said, referring to the water basin task.
"I do chores, you know. It is just me and my father in our cabin and he works all day, so things need to get done." I closed my point by simply turning towards the impressive amount of wood he had brought back. I untucked the hem of my skirt from the waistband of the dress, only to pull up one side, tying it at about mid thigh.
I picked up the axe that had been set next to the chopping block and set up a log. First I removed the stray twigs from its sides and then, with one swift motion, chopped the log in half. I repeated the action for a few more logs, acutely aware of the fact that Klaus had not moved from his spot. he stood there, watching me go about my work.
He had not been far off when he accused me of trying to escape. The idea had crossed my mind when he was absent, and only grew when I saw my bag and Spade. But the memory of him in the woods (the wolves in the woods), just the night before, quickly erased my plans. He had caught up to me so easily, and had taken on those beasts quickly. Someone like me wouldn't be much of a challenge, especially in broad daylight.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I caught sight of him moving and grabbing some logs, setting them along the wall of the cottage like I had been doing the before. At the pace that we were going, we finished in less than an hour and ended up by the dge of the lake, eating apples.
He cleared his throat.
'I'm, uh..." He started, looking anywhere but my face. "I'm sorry for accusing you"
"Apology accepted" I said, smiling when he turned towards me, a semi-shocked expression on his face. We sat in silence for a few more minutes.
"I have a proposal" I said aloud, breaking the comfortable silence.
"A proposal?" He asked, intrigued.
"yes"
"Alright, let's hear it" He said, turning so that he was facing my completely, crossing his legs. I sat in a simialr position, but with one leg bet and the other one extended.
"I propose that we start off fresh. A clean, well semi-clean slate, from now on"
"Semi-clean?"
"Yes"
"Why not completely clean?"
"Well you can't expect me to forget everything, now can you?"
"You can try..." He muttered under his breath.
I waited as he tapped his chin with his index finger, before he stood up and said "No, no deal."
"What?" I shrieked, standing up as well.
"This proposal lacks meat, love" He said, his too-blue eyes shining in the sunlight as he looked down at me.
"Fine," I racked my brain for something that would interest him 'You don't want me to escape, right? So a semi-clean slate with no attempts of departure, if-" Pause for dramatic effect "And only if we become friends" I finished, satisfied with the offer.
"I was already promised that you would stay unconditionally once, and that promise was easily broken"
"Yes, but that was because you were acting like a jerk!"
"A jerk? That is no way to start a friendship" He said, placing a hand over his heart and made a show of being offended.
"Well potential friends tell potential friends when they're acting like jerks" I shot back. "Now," I held out my hand "semi-clean slate, friendship included, no escape attempts guaranteed"
"I'm still the one keeping you alive" He sneered while sliding his hand into mine 'So don't even think about crossing the line, sweetheart"
"My name is Caroline" I said, making it sound like an introduction but at the same time chastising him for using one of his nicknames for me.
"Niklaus" He replied, smirking as he realized what I had done. He leaned down and placed his lips on my knuckles.
"It is an honor to make your acquaintance, sweet Caroline" He purred, his breath tickling my skin.
"Ditto" I said curtly and turned towards the cottage, his mesmerizing laugh echoing through the clearing.
"No way!" I exclaimed, wide eyed and at the verge of a laugh attack as he finished his story.
"It's true, darling. And all I could think of doing was grabbing the book, throwing the priest over my shoulders and getting the heck out of that brothel" He said, concluding his story on one of his ventures.
I began to laugh, holding my side as I fell over on the couch. The laughter died down into giggles and I breathed, trying to control myself. Bust as soon as my composure was restored, I looked back at Klaus who had a smile plastered on his face as he sipped his alcohol, and I broke out into another bout of laughs. This time, he joined in, laughing along with me.
I relaxed again and looked again- he was staring at me, a strange gleam in his eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"Your laugh, your smile- it's infectious"
"Oh" I said, surprised by his revelation. My cheeks began to get warmer and I knew that soon they would be an annoying shade of pink. I hoped that the dim lighting in the room would cover it.
"Thank you" I said quietly as I stood up and cleared our plates. We had finished dinner in the living room as he told stories of places where he had been. He had traveled across many countries and had had many adventures.
I cleaned the silverware and tidied both the kitchen and the dining room, desperately trying to stall so that I wouldn't have to return so soon. Being around him made me uneasy- I didn't fear him as much as I had at first, but his moods would change constantly. Anything that I did might set him off.
I sighed, realizing there was only so much cleaning and organizing one could do before it got suspicious.
I walked back into the living room where he sat, still nursing his drink. I sat across from him, tucking my feet under myself and sitting back into the plush cushions of the couch.
I let out a quiet yawn, not realizing that I had done so until Klaus had gotten up and placed his glass on the table..
"Come on, you must be tired"
"I'm not tired" I protested, but another yawn escaped me.
"You were saying?" He quipped.
"Well, maybe a little" I said, holding up my fingers a short distance apart to make my point. He chuckled and turned into the hallway.
I sat back on the couch and made myself comfortable, fluffing the cushions and stretching out my legs. While I was going through the motions of getting ready for bed, he walked into the room again.
"What are you doing?"
"Going to sleep..." I said.
"Oh, you are not sleeping on the couch" He said, stepping towards me and grabbing my hand, pulling me up.
"Hey!" I protested and he turned around to face me "You don't have to man handle me all the time".
He let go of my hand while a smirk played on his lips. He stepped aside and motioned for me to go ahead in front of him, so I did.
We got to the fork in the hallway again and he opened the door to the bedroom we had been in earlier in the day. I stepped in and walked towards the bed, running my hand along the luscious covers, it's softness causing my eyelids to droop.
"Have at it, sweetheart" He said, stepping in through the threshold of the room and proceeding to taking off his boots.
"Really?"
"Yes"
"But, my feet" I said, looking down at my dirty feet. Not long ago, I would wear slippers all the time. But on the journey here I had gotten used to not having them on, and it didn't even hurt to be barefoot anymore. My feet were almost always dirty, and it didn't matter before.
But as I saw the cream bed sheets peaking out from under the royal blue covers, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"That is not a problem" He said, flashing out of the room and reappearing with a cloth and a pot filled with water.
He stepped forward and placed the pot in front of me. he reached forward and placed both of his hands on my hips, gently pushing me back so that I was sitting on the bad. He then proceeded to washing my feet and drying them, all his movements deliberately slow and gentle.
When he finished he flashed away again with the cloth and pot. I began to settle into the bad, pulling back the covers and fluffing the pillows, climbing in and relaxing every muscle.
That is until I felt the other side of the bed sink slightly.
"What are you doing?" I repeated his question from earlier, watching as he made himself comfortable between the covers.
"Going to bed" He smirked.
"But-bu-" I started to stutter for the second time in his presence. I had never stuttered in my life until I met him. "But we cannot sleep in the same bed!" I finished.
"Your point being?"
"I am not a tramp" I deadpanned.
"We are not going to do anything, Caroline"
"Still-"
"Fine," he held up one hand to stop me "I'll take the couch" He started getting up.
"What? No this is your room, your bed."
"It is fine" He said calmly.
"No, it is not" I said, grabbing his arm when he passed my side. I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt anymore. I took a deep breath and shook my head, willing myself to look at his face and not his perfectly chiseled chest and strong arms. "You can sleep here" I sighed and released my hold on his arm.
"Are you sure?" I nodded and he stepped back around the bad to his side.
"Don't try anything" I said, trying my best to look menacing and serious.
"I won't" He said as he settled back into bed. I did the same, turning so that my back faced him.
"Good night, Klaus" I said.
"Good night, Caroline" He said quietly.
After that I tried to fall asleep, but although I was exhausted, I couldn't, and I knew it was because I had something nagging at me.
"Klaus?" I whispered, turning to face him. He was laying face up, his eyes closed with one hand behind his head and the other resting across his stomach. "Klaus" I whispered again.
"Yes, sweetheart" He said, his eyes still closed.
"Can I ask you something?" At this he opened his eyes and turned so that he was facing me as well.
"Of course"
"How old are you?" I inquired. It had been bothering me since he had told me his stories. All his adventures (or at least the ones he had told me) would have taken a long time to go through. He looked to be in his twenties, but with everything he did, he should be older.
That, coupled with the fact that he was half vampire- an immortal creature- would beg the question of his age.
"Twenty-six" He said easily. I shook my head, know that he would lie.
"I meant your real age,not how old you look" I said, and he tensed, knowing that he had been caught.
"Why do you want to know?"
"Just curious" I said, shrugging casually. He seemed to think about it for a second before he answered.
"I've been twenty-six for one hundred and forty-seven years" He said, and I felt my eyes grow wide, my mouth drop open.
I couldn't say anything, I was at a loss for words. I let the idea sink in and I found myself nodding slightly, like as if it was something normal.
He stared at me, watching my reaction, but I still couldn't figure out what to say.
So I just smiled slightly and adjusted my pillow, falling asleep soon after.
I looked up as I saw heard the front door open and Elena came bursting through.
"Has there been any news?" I asked, tying together a bunch of echinacea and putting it on the pile of already prepared herbs.
"Nothing, everyone is still talking about it but no one will do anything about it." She said, sitting down on the chair next to mine.
"It has been thirteen days! Why isn't anyone doing anything?" I said, frustrated.
"Bonnie, what if-"
"No, Elena. Don't even say it" I sighed and stood up, pacing around the room "There has to be something we can do! Caroline and her father are out in the woods! There-" I looked up and out the shop window. Everyone was running in the same direction, making a commotion.
"What's going on?" Elena asked and moved towards the door, I followed close behind.
We looked outside and saw everyone moving towards the lumber yards, shouting instructions at one another. We started to follow the crowd to find a large group of men huddled at the edge of the woods next to the lumber yard.
We started running, shoving past anyone who got in our way as we tried to make it to the center of the huddle. We ducked into gaps and pushed past the men until we reached the center, a bloody and bruised Bill Forbes lay in the center.
"Bill!" I rushed forward, kneeling down next to him. He had his eyes closed but he was still breathing. I looked around for any serious injuries, but they all seemed superficial.
"Well don't just stand there! Get him up and to my shop!" I said to the men. They had been staring at him the whole time, not knowing what to do. Now they began to move him, and a few minutes later, I had a makeshift cot set up in the back of the shop.
I looked around for herbs and remedies as Elena did the same. Two of his co-workers stayed to help us with anything we needed, and were now sitting on the floor next to Bill.
About an hour later, I went back to check on him. He was still sound asleep. I cleaned his cuts and put a healing paste on them, wrapping them all in cloth. He ended up almost completely covered in cloth from head to toe.
I began to clean up and Elena came in with some tea, handing each of Bill's co-workers and I a cup, then going over to try and get some into Bill's system.
While she was doing so, he began to cough. I rushed over to his side, grabbing his shoulder as he tried to sit up.
"Bill, you are hurt. You need to lay down and get some rest" His eyes were open and looked around the room, confusion clear across his features.
"Where am I?" He croaked, his voice raw.
"You're in the Bennett Shop. You came crawling out of the woods this morning." One of his co-workers said. Bill looked over his friend.
"Logan? What am I doing here? Why was I in the woods?" He said, even more confused than before. Everyone looked at each other, all of us equally confused.
"Bill, what was the last thing you remember?" Elena asked. He stayed quiet for a second.
"I-I was with Caroline. I told her that I would have to go into the woods the next day, and then I went to bed" He said.
"Bill-" I started, not sure how to tell him "Bill, you've been missing for two weeks-"
"And Caroline went missing a day later" Everyone turned to the voice at the door of the room, watching as Tyler Lockwood stepped forward.
The whole Tyler coming in at the end thing wasn't supposed to make it a cliffhanger, so don't worry about him.
I'll try and update the next chapter soon but I can't promise anything because I'm planning on making it pretty lengthy, so it'll take a while.
Bye for now!
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P.P.S.: Haley is annoying.