A/N: Ok I got very mixed reviews on that last one…to the people who say that this is not Klaus or how he would act. When have we ever seen him not show his humanity to Caroline…any time he lets his guard down…its with Caroline…the only time we have seen ruthless Klaus around Caroline is when he stabbed and bit her…and he realized his mistake as she was dying…he couldn't let her die…he realized that and said he would never hurt her again
To those who are worried her humanity will be back on too quickly…idk when shell turn it back on…its incredibly challenging writing her with it off…shes just not the same Caroline with it off…shes just having a little Caroline freak-out/melt down because shes experiencing emotions and caring when her switch is flipped…if you don't like it…sorry…that's just my interpretation of her dimmer switch…I could just never see Caroline as someone who didn't care at all…maybe in drabbles…not my story tho…I could never see her being as cruel as humanity-less Elena was to her
Oh at the little comforting bit at the end….I guess I just really wanted to see him comfort her at the end of 4x17 ;) (but that would've been a very un-Klaus thing to do since she had just hurt him about a very similar situation)
He pulled her to his chest.—and the floodgates opened. She fisted her hands in his shirt and just sobbed.
He just stood there cradling her head to his chest as she sobbed. He was just as curious as her as to why she was crying. Why she still was experiencing emotions enough to cause her to cry? Or better yet, what had happened to her that was causing her to cry with the switch flipped?
After a few minutes her sobbing slowed. She inhaled deeply trying to cease her crying. The unique and intoxicating scent of Klaus invaded her senses as she realized just whose arms were wrapped around her.
Caroline froze in his arms. What was she doing? She pulled away from him a look of confusion crossing her features.
God I'm a freak, she thought. She was a mess. She turned away from him and walked quickly into the en-suite bathroom, closing the door behind her. She took a deep breath with her back against the door and then walked over to the sink wiping away her tears and splashing some cold water on her face from the sink.
Why had she even been crying? She didn't even know what exactly had caused the mini-breakdown. Had she really kept it bottled up so long that she couldn't control her emotions even in this state? Whatever it was, the urge to cry was long gone. She shook her head, she was having crazy mood swings—they should just lock her crazy ass up in the vampire loony bin. Ok not really, but still—what the hell was wrong with her?
Maybe she just needed to get out, away from her friends and Klaus—and just have some fun. That was what Elena had said, to let go—it was fun.
Klaus stood in the room waiting where she had left him—his shirt was wet with her tears. One moment she had been crying the next she had pulled away and disappeared into the bathroom. He had seen the confused look on her face before she had walked away. He just wanted to go in the bathroom and try and get her to turn it back on.
He looked up as the bathroom door suddenly opened. Caroline walked out slowly a small smile on her face.
"Why don't you and Stefan go start brainstorming about Silas," she said. "I'm going to take a nap," she added putting on a façade of exhaustion.
"Caroline—" he started for what seemed to be the thousandth time that day, but stopped. Maybe she did need some rest. She had drowned a few hours ago, and one blood bag wouldn't be enough to get her back to normal.
"No, ignore whatever the hell that was," she said indicating with her finger where she had stood minutes ago sobbing. "Go talk to Stefan about Silas," she said pointing to the door.
He studied her for a moment, she seemed to be telling the truth. She did look exhausted.
"I'm tired and I want to take a nap, I'll come help later," she said walking over to her bag and pulling out some yoga pants and a tank top.
She was acting as if she hadn't just broken down moments ago. She wasn't even wearing the mask she put on for everyone, she looked as if she had forgotten about it and didn't even care. She was driving him insane with desire one moment and then breaking down in tears the next? He was sure as hell confused by the mixed signals he was getting from humanity-less Caroline.
"Ok," he conceded and started to walk towards the door. He opened it and turned around. "Get some rest and then meet Stefan and me in the library later" he said shooting her one last concerned glance before he quickly masked it and closed the door behind him.
He should give her time to rest, he thought as he walked down the hall towards the stairs. He needed time to think about how to approach the topic of her turning it back on again. Clearly the direct approach didn't work. She just diverted his attention by trying to seduce him when he tried that. And being vague didn't work either, she had broken down into tears. He thought of the girl she had let go without even a scratch. Damon had something to do with that. Something that was tugging at her humanity and making her stop from doing things, like feeding on a teenage girl.
Damon would be back tomorrow with Elena. At least that's what he had told Stefan last time they had talked. Maybe using Damon would be the best way to reach her.
He turned the corner into the library to find Stefan sitting at his desk with some papers spread across it.
Stefan looked up the instant Klaus entered the library. He stood.
"Was Caroline crying?" he asked concern and confusion evident on his face.
"Yes" Klaus said tersely, signaling that it was not up for discussion.
"What are you working on," he asked looking down at the papers, non-discretely switching topics.
"I think I may know who Silas is disguised as," Stefan said with a smile.
The moment Klaus had left the room she quietly grabbed her purse and phone and walked over to the balcony doors. She slowly and quietly pulled one open and slipped through. Shutting it behind her she tiptoed over to the banister and looked down. Here goes nothing, she thought as she leapt from the banister to the ground below. She let her knees bend to absorb her impact with the ground as quietly as possible.
Listening in closely she could hear Klaus and Stefan lost in their ideas about Silas. She smirked. How easy.
Being careful to keep her steps light she flashed down the driveway. Once she was out of hearing distance she let out a giggle. Oh the all mighty hybrid and the ripper just got bested by a baby vampire. And she was going out, to have fun. But first she needed to fix her hair—and her clothes. She grimaced as she looked down at the men's clothing she was still wearing.
She flashed off to her house, her mom would be working still.
Entering her room she started digging through her closet. She came across the dark jeans she had been searching for and pulled out a low cut blouse to go with it.
Hmmm she thought as she tapped her finger on her lip and started at her closet. She smiled as she reached in and pulled out a blazer and some black booties. Perfect.
She started getting ready doing her hair and then her makeup. Glancing at the clock she realized that time had flown by, the whole day had for that matter. It was already 7 o'clock and she needed to go before Klaus and Stefan realized she was not actually napping upstairs.
She threw on her blouse and hopped around for a few moments trying to wiggle into her skinny jeans. She pulled the jacket on and then sat on the edge of her bed to put her shoes on. Done.
Now—where to? She couldn't go to the Mystic Grill, that would be the first place that they would check. Not to mention Matt was there and she didn't feel like dealing with him right now. She started going through her mental checklist of bars in the area. There was a mediocre one in the next town over. That would have to do she thought as she checked the clock again, 7:15.
She relocked her house so her mom wouldn't know she had been home and then flashed off into the night.
Stefan and Klaus were looking over blood bank files as well as the two expression murders that Silas planned to harness.
Stefan believed that the professor was either working with or was being possessed by Silas, and Klaus thought it was a good lead they should follow up on.
He listened in upstairs having almost completely forgotten that Caroline was sleeping upstairs. He focused his hearing listening for the even sounds of her breathing or for sounds of her moving around getting ready to come down.
Nothing.
He frowned and looked at Stefan who was engrossed in the papers.
"Have you heard Caroline lately?" Klaus asked.
Stefan looked up at him confused, he listened in upstairs as well. Nothing
"Now that you mention it, it's been awfully quiet," Stefan stated.
They shared a look and then flashed upstairs. Klaus knocked on the door before he opened it, not wanting to get yelled at if she was in fact in the room.
The door swung open to confirm his suspicions. She wasn't there.
He growled, how had they let a baby vampire slip through their fingers?
"Check her house and with the sheriff," Klaus growled quickly retreating back down the stairs and towards the front door. "I'll check the Grill"
Stefan nodded and flashed off.
He knew she wouldn't be at any of the places he listed off. She knew they would come looking for her, so she would go somewhere new. He just wanted to be the one to find her, not Stefan. He flashed off into the night.
The bar was dimly lit from the outside as she approached it. Seemed good enough. She just wanted to have fun, flirt a little—maybe dance with some random guys.
As she walked through the door she was surprised to see that there were more occupants than she would've expected. There was a band playing and quite a few people dancing to the music.
Walking up to the bar she hailed the bartended and sat on a stool. The bartender approached looking at her with disapproval.
"Honey, I think you're a little young to be at a bar—I'll need to see some identification," he said frowning at her. She probably looked like some innocent looking blonde teenage girl trying to weasel some alcohol out of a bartender.
Well she was, but she was also a vampire.
"How about, we forget the ID and you go get me a rum and coke," she said as her eyes dilated.
"I'll forget the ID and get you a rum and coke" he repeated as a blank look crossed his features and turned to make her the drink.
She smirked and glanced at the dancing people. She hoped that Klaus and Stefan were still engrossed in their planning and hadn't even noticed she was gone.
"Here you are," the bartender said as he set the drink in front of her.
"Thanks," she said in a sickly sweet voice, mocking him. He looked confused. She frowned, she remembered what it was like to be confused from compulsion.
"How about a dance darling?" a male voice said next to her, pulling her from her thoughts.
He wasn't terrible to look at, she thought as she appraised him. She took a sip from her straw as she seemed to consider his offer.
"Why not," she said hopping off her stool. She grabbed his hand and led him to the crowd of dancing people.
He pulled her to him as they danced facing each other. She didn't really like the look he was giving her. It was kind of creepy—almost predatory. Maybe he would be a good person to feed from. She wouldn't feel guilty about drinking from a man who preyed on young girls. She should lead him to believe she would leave with him, then perhaps have a little drink.
She swayed her hips as she turned around to face away from the man. His gaze was unsettling. His hands settled on her hips pulling her backside close against his crotch.
Throwing her hair back she giggled flirtatiously. Her eyes wandered over the occupants of the bar as she danced and they came to rest at the doorway.
Klaus was standing there, looking quite unhappy.
A/N: sorry for the random page breaks suddenly, I just normally can go back and forth easily when they are in the same area or room…but with them flashing all over the place…I needed to do something to divide it up.
Sorry for the rambling 300 word A/N at the top hahahah
Review please ;)