Ok, well this is proof that your lovely reviews make me update faster because it hasn't even been five days, be proud, be proud. I feel like I deserve a cookie, delivered by Klaus, with a marriage proposal. You guys deserve one to! Thank you much for reviewing; I can't explain how much it means to me when I read one! :D
Well all of you seemed to want a dance scene and a place for Klaus to take Caroline that means something, I tried to do this in a very different way and since almost all of you recommended these scenes the picture has been dedicated to you! My friend made it, it's on her tumblr: MereAngelFalling
I'm off to eat a cookie. No Klaus though…I may have to grab a tissue as well.
"Have you changed your mind yet?" Klaus challenged her, handing her a black cloth, "Accept today. Put it on."
"Your awfully demanding," She muttered and snatched the cloth away from him, making sure that their skin didn't connect, she heard him sigh, maybe she had been to obvious.
"Put it on," He insisted as he turned the steering wheel and the car turned down another empty road.
"I don't think I want to thanks," She snapped twirling the item between her fingers.
"You're so stubborn."
"And that's why you love me," The words were out of her mouth before she could stop herself and she glanced nervously at his face.
There was no facial expression, just a slight widening of his eyes as he kept his eyes on the road. They sat in awkward silence for several moments until she saw the corners of his mouth turn up to create a smile filled with malice.
"Ah, you are referring to those sickening feelings?"
His eyes held hers and she snapped her gaze away from his and tied the black cloth around her head, obscuring her vision.
"You're a jerk," She hissed and crossed her arms.
She heard him chuckle and her frown deepened. The car jerked to an abrupt stop after twenty minutes and her hands went to the back of her head to remove the cloth but she felt his warm hands stop her.
They remained there like that, him grasping her hands and hearing her breathing continuously increase. He wanted to smile in victory but instead he felt overcome by a longing to be closer to her, he leant towards her, his nose almost grazing her cheek and his eyes remained on her face.
She turned her head a fraction, if she did it again then their lips would be touching, Klaus watched her mouth eagerly but removed himself when she snapped the black cloth from her head and let it flicker to the ground.
"We're at your house," She stated and he heard her disappointment.
He opened the car door and left the vehicle, he didn't offer his arm to her as he opened her passenger door and she got out clumsily, trying to figure out his motive.
"Well," She said, "This certainly isn't Rome."
"You wouldn't have been impressed with Rome," He replied opening the front door and motioning for her to enter first, "You would have thought I was trying to be impressive, trying to 'show off'."
"I know you're going to try to show off," She smiled following him up the stairs, but he paused half way up and she almost hit his back as he turned round to stare at her.
"This isn't it you know, this isn't what I'm planning for our first date-"
"Date? You listen here mister-"
He held up at his hand to silence her and smirked, "I need to get something, wait here."
And with that he was gone at vampire speed, the air from which he had just occupied whipped around Caroline's face and she heard him chuckle.
"This is not a date," She confirmed to herself and checked to see if he was still around before creeping up the stairs quietly.
She entered a narrow hallway and wondered down it, one door was painted black and she tried to turn the handle but it gave her no entrance so she progressed further down until she found a door which was slightly ajar, she tentatively pushed it open and frowned at the bareness of it, there was just a bed with a diary resting on its pillow and one painting on the wall.
This must be Klaus's room, she thought and softly shut the door behind her, approaching the bed and picking up the diary, she pried apart its pages and several photographs' fell to the floor.
"Caroline! Do you not have ears?" She heard Klaus yell in mock anger and she hastily grabbed the photos from the floor and put them into her pocket, she threw the diary back on the bed clumsily and fled the room.
She saw him on the stairway and took a deep breath as she used her vampire speed to flash in front of him, he looked surprise but it almost immediately vanished from his face, he held a key up in front of her, dangling it back and forth.
"Oh god," She sighed, "Your going to lock me up aren't you? I've always liked Beauty and The Beast but I'm not about to live it."
His grin faded from his face, "You consider me the beast."
"Of course," She smiled and took the keys from him and threw them over her shoulder.
Klaus yet again disappeared from sight and reappeared on the ground floor, his hand in midair and the keys dangling from his fingertips. He raised his eyebrows at her and opened the front door, she trudged after him and when he walked towards the forest she laughed sarcastically.
"No way in hell."
"Oh come on Caroline, live a little."
She stomped behind him for several minutes, muttering obscenities under her breath as he effortlessly dodged trees and pushed aside branches, which would then swing back to hit her in the face.
They finally came to a clearing, a lake was surrounded by wild flowers and Caroline let out a breath at his beauty, it was so isolated, so untouched by man that she found it ridiculous that Klaus could appreciate it.
She turned to him slowly and saw him leaning casually against a tree, smiling at her stunned reaction.
"How do you know about this place?" She asked, taking off her shoes and dipping her toe into the water, she withdrew it quickly, the water was ice cold.
"How can you not know about this place?" He asked, joining her and placing his shoes beside hers, he walked into the water until it touched his knee caps and he grinned at her mischievously.
"I like my temperature at the moment," She whispered, dipping her toes back in and ignoring the freezing pain which struck at her senses, "Next thing you know you'll be telling me the key unlocks an ultra secret picnic basket."
He laughed, genuine laughter, and it reminded her so much of Niklaus that her stomach clenched, she shouldn't have left him. What if he couldn't understand stairs properly and tripped and died? What if he tried to make himself more toast and burnt his hand? What if-
"What's the matter love?" Klaus said for almost the seventeenth time, Caroline snapped out of her daydream mode and he tried not to be offended, he thought she'd like this.
Maybe operation lake wasn't such a great idea. She obviously doesn't like cold water. Therefore the mission was failed, on to plan B.
"The key Caroline is for that," He said pointing and Caroline's gaze focused onto a tree, with a house nestled into its branches.
"A tree house?" She shrieked, her hand clapping over her mouth, she rushed from the water and grabbed her shoes.
She tried putting them on whilst standing and she heard Klaus coming up behind her, she stuck out her tongue to him as she desperately tried to put on her shoe.
"Let me help you love," He laughed, grabbing her other shoe and handing it to her but at that moment she fell, he tried to catch her, his arm wrapped around her waist but her leg swept under his and they landed on the ground.
He was above her, she was laughing, he felt her body underneath her vibrate, his arm unintentionally clenched her waist tighter, moving her upwards, closer into his body and her laughter automatically ceased. Her eyes met and held his, and she unconsciously licked her lips. He smiled wickedly and bent his head towards her, he noticed how her chin tilted and her lips slightly parted, eliciting a soft breath on to his skin.
Beep. Beep.
The noise startled both of them and he accidentally released his grasp on her and she wiggled away from him. She stood up and her fingers reached into her pocket and retrieved her phone.
Tyler: I made a mistake. We need to talk.
She flipped her phone shut and ignored Klaus's intense stare, instead she put both her shoes on effortlessly and ran to the tree house, her hand's felt the bark which had formed it and her mouth opened in shock as she saw one word engraved on the wood next to the steel door, Niklaus.
She was so wrapped up in the confusing emotions which that one word had produced within her that she didn't even notice Klaus behind her, breathing in her scent as he leant over her to unlock the door.
"Before you complain, the door is made of steel to keep people out, not to keep you locked inside."
She laughed awkwardly and entered, gasping at the millions of paintings which covered the walls, it was clear that some had been painted centuries ago, she saw one of Rebekah in a Victorian dress, holding hands with a handsome man in a suit, Elijah.
A more recent one took up most of one of the walls, it was a central painting, a blonde women stood tall and proud, horses surrounded her and her hair seemed to be fluttering in the breeze, Caroline's eyes widened as she recognised the woman to be her and she held in a gasp, avoiding Klaus's stare and pretending not to notice it at all.
She saw the dismay flash in his eyes and tried not to feel guilty, is that how he really saw her? She was flattered but a streak of fear still ran its course throughout her entire body.
She stood in the middle of the room and twirled round, trying to notice everything at once, an easel was in one corner, a stereo in another with a stack of CD's beside it but apart from that and the elaborate paintings on the wall the room was pretty bare.
"Why do you, Mr scary, have a tree house?"
"I built it when I was human, no one knows about this place, apart from you."
"Why?" She whispered but before he could answer her eyes found a painting and she almost shrieked, it was unmistakably her, dressed in white, a red flower in her hair, a ring on her finger, a veil half covering her face, her eyes gazing into the eye's of…..Niklaus.
"What…what…what…what…is this?" She stuttered, a hand on her chest, unable to tear herself away from it.
"I'm not to certain," He said quizzically, standing beside her and admiring the painting, "I did not paint this, I can't remember who did actually, I've forgotten most things since I was a human, life's better that way."
"You had a wife?" She stammered trying to calm down but her eyes were glued to the face behind the veil, the one radiating joy, the one who seemed at peace with her marriage.
"Of course not," He laughed, "That is not me."
Caroline's eyes narrowed, how could Klaus not even recognise himself? You could only see the side profile of the man in the portrait since he was smiling adoringly at the woman soon to be his bride.
Caroline's hands were becoming sweaty and she felt the desperate urge to flee but she also realised that Klaus was watching her with a worried and slightly angry expression; she plastered a fake smile onto her face and turned away from the portrait.
"You married?" She laughed, but it sounded false even to her ears, "I don't know why I ever thought that was a possibility."
"It might be, one day," He whispered and she pretended yet again not to notice as she approached his stereo, pressing the play button and listening to the song which circled them slowly.
Her eyes widened as she recognised it, Wicked Game by James Vincent McMorrow.
She turned to congratulate him on his good choice of music but frowned when she saw him slightly bowed, his hand extended out to her. She rolled her eyes and tried not to feel giddy as she accepted it; his arm encircled her waist-
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
She twirled in his arms and laughed as his hands swept under her and picked her up.
It's strange what desire makes foolish people do.
He spun them round, his eyes never breaking contact with hers.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
He stopped. She realised he was carrying her bridal style. Her eyes flickered over to the portrait of them. She felt suspended, and he tightened his grip on her.
"You may not think this is real Caroline," He whispered, his forehead pressing gently against hers "But-"
Beep. Beep.
She broke eye contact and he set her on the ground, turning round and inhaling an angry breath, trying not to let his rage explode in front of her.
"I'm sorry," She muttered and was surprised at the sincerity of her words.
She grabbed her phone and blew out a breath as she clicked the unread message from Tyler, fully prepared to roll her eyes and through the phone across the room.
Tyler: I'm outside your house, please just open the door. I know you're in there. I can hear you.
When Klaus turned back round to face her, she was no longer there.