Hey, everyone!

I was planning on uploading this chapter last night but I ended up watching the Heat game and it was super intense and then after that I just went to bed. Fun fact a lot of you guys didn't know about me- I actually play basketball.

So anyways, I don't think anyone noticed or just didn't bring it up but yes I made Marcel a werewolf. I know that in The Originals he's a vampire but I just thought he would fit into my story that way. I don't know.

Enjoy!

"Any progress?" Tyler asked as he came into the shop. I looked up from where I was, crushing herbs on one of the shop tables.

"No- he hasn't said anything new and I still sense a gap in his memory. It's like the two weeks he went missing were just...erased"

"I know, Bonnie" He said, running his hand through his hair.

"Has the Council given you any new information?"

"Aside from what we already know? No, they're practically on the same page as us" He pulled up a chair and sat down, watching as I continued to prepare herbs and spices.

The Council had approached us a few hours after Bill had come out of the woods about a month ago. At first they were just going to take him away and try and figure out what to do with him, but something about Tyler, Elena and I caught their attention.

When they had a private meeting with me they informed me of my heritage- that I was a witch. My grams had been a witch too, and once she passed they confiscated all her grimoires until they found another witch worthy of them. That witch turned out to be me. Since I'm the only one of my kind here in the village, I haven't had a mentor to train me. Everything I've learned in the past month has had to be done through trial and error.

Why they were interested in Elena and Tyler, I'm not sure. In fact, I've only seen Elena a handful of times this month. I've seen Tyler more often, but that's only when he comes to check on Bill.

Bill has been staying in the back of the shop since he came out of the woods. The council believes that through the use of my magic, we can cure him and get more answers.

Answers about the werewolves, I suppose. Aside from recruiting us, they also told us about the werewolf camp that was located deep in the woods. They have been trying to find it for years, but haven't been able to since their last battle against the beasts.

"I'm going to go check on him" Tyler said, standing up and going to the back of the shop. I watched him go, then turned back to the grimoire in front of me.

I personally don't believe that Bill came across the werewolf camp. And if he did, that wouldn't give us any insight as to why there was a hole in his memory. From what my grams taught me and what I've read about in her grimoires, werewolves do not have the power to erase memory- they can't bend people's minds like that. Witches hardly have the power to do that- it's against our laws.

The only beings that exercise mind control are vampires.

When I notified the council of this detail, they shook it off saying that there couldn't possibly be a vampire in the woods. It is known that vampires and werewolves don't get along, and one vampire in a location where there was a pack of werewolves would be impossible.

So there was nothing I could do but go through potions and concoctions, trying out which ever looked right.

But nothing seemed to be working. The only time we got any real information was when Bill had nightmares, and not even that was helpful. He would scream out in pain, as if he was being tortured. At one point he even said Caroline's name, but we had yet to secure a solid lead.

According to Tyler, the Council had started training people for combat. They told us briefly that once the whole village was trained to fight the supernatural, but as time went on and there was no imminent threat, they let the villagers live their lives without having to worry about a war.

I put the finishing touches on the truth syrum I had been putting together and went back to where Bill and Tyler were, hoping to make some progress.

I was awake before I was able to open my eyes.

I was on a soft surface- like a bed. My head was propped up on what felt like pillows. My torso was covered in fabric of what felt like a dress.

Next I felt the soreness. There was a pang of pain in my right ankle and soreness in each of the joints of my fingers. My legs and arms felt tingly as well as the skin around my stomach area.

My eyelids felt heavy, but I willed them open.

The room was dim, the only light coming from the windows to my left.

I looked around, slightly confused as to why I was in Klaus's bedroom and not outside, next to the river where we had been moments before.

"I'm so sorry, Caroline" I looked to my side, noticing Klaus sitting next to the bed, my hand clasped between both of his. He had his head bowed, his forehead resting on our joined hands.

"I am so sorry I was not there to protect you. Everything was going so great- we were happy. I was working so hard not to mess it up, to keep you happy for as long as I could..." He took in a ragged breath "But I always ruin everything, I ruin everything good. And you are so good" His voice broke and his breathing became heavy.

I felt my heart clench and I moved my hand out of his grasp so that I could reach up to cup his cheek, noticing that there was moisture there- he had been crying.

His head shot up, his eyes wide and red, his mouth slightly open in surprise.

"You didn't ruin everything" I said, trying to comfort him. But my voice came out raspy and I noticed the dryness in my throat.

"Caroline, you must drink" He said right before biting into his wrist. He moved and sat on the edge of the bed, slipping his arm around my shoulders and helping me sit up. I looked at him, confused as to what he was doing.

When he placed his wrist in front of my mouth, I pulled back.

"Why?" I croaked.

"Please just trust me, sweetheart" His voice was pleading and his eyes were soft. I looked back at his wrist and only took a second to latch on, the coppery taste of his blood hitting my taste buds instantly.

The warm liquid slid down my throat and I drank until it became too much. When I pulled away, Klaus wiped some blood from the side of my lip.

"Vampire blood has healing qualities" He said quietly, answering my previous question. He was right- my throat felt refreshed and the soreness I had been feeling before slowly started to fade away.

"I can feel it" I said, my voice sounded stronger and I smiled up at him.

"How are you feeling?"

"Alright. I was feeling kind of sore before but now it's going away"

"I'm glad to hear it" He said, finally returning a smile.

I sat up a little more, turning to him so that we were sitting face to face.

"What happened out there, Klaus?" The details were hazy, but I remember being at the river with Klaus, then being surrounded, then everything went black.

His face dropped and he looked down, taking my hand in his and lacing our fingers together.

"There are some things I have been keeping from you" He seemed hesitant but continued "I am an alpha. An al-"

"An alpha is the leader of a werewolf pack, which means you are part of a werewolf pack, which you failed to mention" I finished for him. I remembered, the man named Marcel, riding off on Spade, returning and seeing Klaus against a tree.

"H-How did you know?" Was all he could say.

"I overheard a few things when you were talking to Marcel" I said and he nodded, piecing the rest of it together himself. A few weeks ago I had told him about grams and how she knew a lot about supernatural creatures.

"But that is not all I needed to tell you" He said. I thought back to what had happened, trying to remember something I had missed, but at this point, I had no idea what else he had to add.

"There is this organization called the Council. They used to train individuals, both men and women, to fight supernatural beings." He signed, running a hand through his hair. I had seen him do that before, but only when he was uncomfortable "A couple of years ago I had a little...run in with the Council. They attacked my pack in the middle of the night"

"What were you doing?" I asked.

"Why do you assume I was doing anything?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Well if they attacked you there must have been a reason"

"The only thing I was doing was building my pack- making it bigger, stronger. At the time, I had over 200 werewolves willing to fight at my side" He said with a gleam in his eye, sounding rather proud.

"So they attacked you because you had a big pack?" I asked, trying to understand.

"Yes, the Council's job is to maintain order in the supernatural world. They make sure that nothing gets out of hand. But I had never heard of them, they were fairly new at the time"

"Alright, so they attacked you" I said, putting him back on track.

"Yes, I was attacked. They slaughtered many of my men, leaving me with hardly anyone. Of course in battle, both sides lose soldiers" He sighed, looking off behind me as if he were lost in a memory "The ones that we found were human- turns out that all of the Council's fighters are human. They just train them so that they are stronger, faster, better equipped to fight the supernatural."

"It is said that members of the Council develop some sort of gene that can be passed on to their children so that each generation would get stronger and better." He chuckled, shaking his head "But I don't think the Council was aware of this because right after they attacked my pack, they just stopped training their soldiers. They had no knowledge that if they bred their own fighters, the next generation of Council member would be close to invincible"

"I don't understand why you're telling me this" I said, completely intrigued by the story and yet confused as to why he was telling me.

"You really don't know, do you?" He said, cocking his head and looking at me. I pulled my eyebrows together, trying to understand what he was saying but coming up with nothing.

"Your father, William Forbes, and your mother, Elizabeth Forbes, were first generation Council soldiers" He said calmly. At first the words didn't register and it took me a second to piece together what he was trying to tell me.

"So you're saying that I-I-"

He sighed again, getting up and flashing out of the room. When he returned, he had my mother's cloak folded neatly in his hands, my father's band laying on top of it. He put the items down in front of me.

"From the moment I first saw you, I knew you were different" He sat down on the chair next to the bed and folded his hands on his lap "Council women all wore red cloaks identical to the one you had on the day you first met me and Council men all have similar bands" I touched the items, feeling strangely disconnected to them.

"Tell me Caroline-" Klaus started, pulling my attention back to him "Did your father ever teach you to hunt? Fight?" He said, cocking an eyebrow. I nodded, remembering all the lessons my father taught me about using a sword, a bow and arrow.

"Did you ever find it odd how naturally gifted you were at everything?" He questioned again and I thought back to my first hunting lesson. I had been so young and no I never really questioned why I was so good. I shook my head, still baffled by the revelation.

From the corner of my eye I saw Klaus nod, then he got up and walked out of the room. The sound of the front door closing registered in my head but I gave little thought to him leaving.

In reality, I was kind of angry at my father for not telling me something like this. For keeping me in the dark for so long.

The woods was dangerous because there was a pack of werewolves somewhere in it- and my father had been there to attack them.

My mother had probably died going on a mission for the Council.

I was some sort of Council super soldier, bred and trained to kill supernatural creatures.

I felt like I should be crying, but I wasn't. For some reason, I felt relieved. With this new information, a lot of unanswered questions in my life started to make sense.

I must have stayed sitting on the bed like that for at least an hour, going through everything that popped into my head- just thinking.

When it was starting to get really dark I stood up and stretched, grabbing the red cloak and wrist band, placing it on the table next to the bed.

I went down the hallway, past the kitchen and the parlor, opening the front door and going out to sit on the front porch of the cabin.

Klaus was there, sitting. He looked at me when I sat down next to him.

"Do you hate me, Caroline?" He asked, throwing me for a loop.

"Why would I hate you?"

"I thought that once I told you about who you really are, you'd realize that you have to kill me"

"Why would I have to kill you?" Confused. Again.

"Love, if you haven't noticed-" He made a general gesture to himself "I'm a supernatural being. And a pretty rare one at that"

"So?"

"So? Doesn't that spark something in you? A need to rid the Earth of me?" I laughed, catching on.

"Just because I found out I may or may not have this super soldier gene in me doesn't mean I want to kill you" I said, and that seemed to relax him slightly "I only have one question" I said.

"And what is that?"

"How did I get into this dress?" I shot back, my voice becoming serious. He looked down, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

"You-" He cleared his throat "You weren't in the best shape when I brought you back-" He turned and gave me a quick once over "Neither was the dress"

I laughed, finding the fact that he was uncomfortable a little funny. I tried to push away the fact that he had most likely seen me fully naked, the thought making my cheeks burn bright red.

When I looked back at him I noticed the huge blood stain at the front of his shirt. He had blood on his sleeves, too.

"My god," I said, sliding closer and lifting his shirt, expecting to find his skin perfectly repaired. What I saw was a huge hole. "Klaus!" I gasped, lifting his shirt up more to examine his torso.

The hole literally went right through him.

"Why isn't this healed?" I said, looking at him. He didn't look like he was in pain but he did look uncomfortable.

"There must be wood splinters still in the cut" He said, taking a deep breath.

"Why haven't you taken them out?" I said, infuriated with him.

"I've had more important things to take care of" He said, looking straight into my eyes. I felt my heart clench and I warm feeling rise up in my stomach but I pushed it away, helping him into the house.

"Okay, what do I do?" I asked.

"You have to take out the splinters" He said. I had him laying on the couch, his shirt rolled up so that I could see the injury better.

I nodded and started taking out small bits of wood that were visible.

"Why isn't it healing?" I asked.

"There's some in the wound" He said, now really looking like he was in pain.

"Okay..." I said, trying to think of what to do. I ghosted my hands over the wound, trying to figure out what to do.

"You're going to have to reach and get them, sweetheart" He chuckled.

"Them? There's more than one!" He nodded "Of course" I mumbled and started reaching in.

To say it was the worst feeling in the world was an understatement. I tried not to look at Klaus's face directly because I could already see his look of pain through my peripheral vision.

I took out the first piece of wood and let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. Klaus did the same, but the look of pain returned soon after.

"The other one?"

"Yes" He groaned "I think it's closer to the back" He said and then did his best to flip over so that he was laying face down on the couch.

I reached in again, trying to find it but coming up with nothing.

"There's nothing here" I said, digging around for the piece of wood.

"Oh, it's in there" He said, sounding like he was holding back a scream. When I moved my index finger I felt something hard and Klaus tensed.

"Is that it?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes, I believe so" He said.

This one was harder to take out but when I finally did, Klaus relaxed and the wound began healing up instantly.

I started cleaning up, then went out to the lake to wash my hands. When I returned, Klaus was sitting on the couch, a thin sheet of sheen settled on his skin.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"I'll live" He said with a smirk.

"Good" I said, grabbing his hands and helping him up. We walked to the bedroom and I stood leaning against the threshold as he picked out a new shirt. It was loose and white with long sleeves and strings at the neck which he left untied.

He walked over to where I was standing, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me to him.

My giggle was drowned out when his lips crashed into mine. I granted him access almost instantly and soon our tongues were locked in battle. I pulled away to catch my breath but Klaus kept his lips on mine.

"I thought I had lost you" He said against my lips.

"You aren't getting rid of me that easy, Nik" I said, the name coming to me naturally. He pulled away and looked at me.

"What did you say?"

"You aren't getting rid of me that easily..." I repeated slowly but he shook his head.

"No what did you say after that" He said and I waited a few seconds.

"Nik" I said again. What I didn't expect was for his lips to come down on mine.

"Say it again" He whispered in between kisses.

"Nik..." I breathed as his lips trailed down to my neck. I felt him lift me up and walk us over to the bed. When he put me down again he climbed over me and latched onto my collar bone, sucking and kissing. I threw my head back, a warm feeling settling at the pit of my stomach.

I let my hands go down to the hem of his shirt and slip under so that I could feel his warm skin. I ran my hands up and down his back while he left a trail of kisses at the base of my neck and up to my lips.

"Caroline," He said- no, more like growled.

"Hm..." I replied, barely able to produce a coherent thought.

"We don't have to do this now" He said, sounding like he really meant it.

"You don't want to?" I said, pulling back and feeling slightly hurt.

"No, no I want to, you have no idea how much..." He started, reaching up to run his fingers over my cheek "But I can wait for you if you aren't ready" He said and I knew he meant it. His eyes were soft andt he need in his voice was audible.

I tilted my head up and kissed him, dragging my nails down his back. He moaned into my mouth and I tried to keep that in mind for later.

"I'm ready, Nik" I said in between kisses.

At that point he threw all his "I can wait" talk out the window. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me senseless. When he pulled away he let me pull his shirt over his head, leaving me with the perfect view of his chest. I looked down at the scar that was slowly disappearing where his wound had previously been. I touched the soft flesh with my finger tips.

"I'm alright, love" He whispered and I looked up at him, his eyes hooded with lust and need. I reached up and pulled him down again, crashing my lips into his. He flipped us over so that I was on top, straddling his waist.

His hands ran up my thighs, taking the skirt of the dress with them. I pulled away so that he could pull the dress over my head, but before I had a chance to react, he flipped us over again.

Automatically my hands shot up, covering myself.

"I want to see all of you, Caroline" He said and I slowly pulled my arms away. His eyes raked over my exposed flesh and I felt my cheeks burn up.

"So beautiful" I heard him say, mixed with a low groan. When he lowered himself to kiss me again, his warm skin pressed against mine and the feeling with incredible.

His hands were everywhere, touching and stroking.

His mouth left mine abruptly and I looked around. He was standing by the bed, removing his trousers. As soon as they hit the ground he flashed on top of my again, his mouth landing on my collarbone.

He began slowing down, taking his time with every inch of my skin. When his lips touched my breast I was almost sent over the edge. I ran my hands through his scalp and pulled at his curls, each flick of his tongue setting me on fire.

"Nik, please" I begged and I felt him moving back up to me lips.

I felt him position himself at my entrance, but he stopped.

"Caroline, if you need me to stop at any moment just tell me" He said in a husky voice, removing a strand of hair from my face. I nodded and felt something slide into me.

I held onto him, waiting for the pain to go away. He stayed still, but as soon as he moved the pain went away, replaced with...something else.

He thrust into me agonizingly slow, but I knew he was trying to be gentle. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles behind his back, taking him in deeper.

He lowered his head so that his lips touched my neck and I took the chance to nibble at his ear.

"Faster" I said, lifting my hips up to meet him thrust for thrust. He did as I asked and soon he was pumping into me harder and faster.

After what felt like an eternity but was probably no more than a minute, I began to feel something start to build up in my body. I closed my eyes, feeling like I was about to explode.

"Caroline, look at me" I heard Klaus's voice and I opened my eyes. His face was only inches away from mine, his icy blue eyes on fire. "Don't close your eyes, love" He said and I nodded.

After a few more thrusts I felt myself fall over the edge. I called out his name and held onto him for dear life. He thrust into me a few more times before he called out my name and fell to my side, pulling the sheets around us.

I couldn't think of anything to say. I just looked up at the ceiling and tried to relax my breathing.

When Klaus pulled me into him I rested my head on his chest, content and tired.

I don't know when exactly I fell asleep, but I know I was holding Klaus's hand and his other arm was wrapped tightly around my waist.

There you have it! (Yes, 3 updates in 3 days!)

Next week I actually start my dual enrollment classes so I'm trying to get as much writing in as possible! I hope it's not turning out too terrible...

Originally it wasn't in my plans to put the whole Bonnie scene in there, but I thought it would be a good idea to give you guys a little insight as to what's going on in the village.

Finally...I'm planning on keeping this story at 18 chapters (19 with the prologue) because I think that's about as many chapters as I need to close this thing up. But there is still a lot to be covered in the next four chapters so stay tuned! I won't give any hints but just know there are going to be a few plot twists

(But not as many as there are in Pretty Little Liars. Cuz I mean come on they've changed the story around so much, sometimes I think I'm A)

Bye for now!

~A (...I mean M)