Oh my god guys! Your responses...wow...*grabs tissue and dabs eye* ...they blew me away, your reviews were so kind and supportyive and yet again I have proven that reviews are my motivation since I don't think it's even be three days since I've provided you with a new update! Here are a few notes:
1.) Delena fans, please do not get upset by Caroline's description of the Salvatore brothers because remember she has bad history with Damon. Also the whole Stelena VS Delena thing bores me so I probably won't be touching much upon that ship war in this story (Give me Klaroine VS Forwood anyday XD)
2.) I wanted to introduce Tyler...he has a bit of anger issues...can't say I blame him.
3.) Still hung up on who I love more...Klaus or Niklaus! Many of you want Klaus though...not that I can blame you ;)
4.) You are all vair beautiful people and your reviews encourage me to write more so thank you and please continue to do so :D ...Yet again, your all awesome!
5.) I'm gonna shut up now...on with the chapter!
"Caroline! Care! Seriously? Open the door!"
Niklaus put his head in his hands as he stared at the front door where the face of a teenage boy was desperately trying to seek him out through the glazed glass. He rocked slowly back and forth on the hard wooden floor and tried to drown out the male's shouts.
"I'll scream your name till the police arrest me!"
He wanted nothing more then to bang open the door and confront the man, demand to know what his relationship was to the woman helping him, and to warn him away from her, this was no way to court a lady, and Caroline was the most beautiful creature in the world, she deserved the best, she did not deserve this raging hormonal male.
"I just want to talk to you! Please Caroline!"
Niklaus's hands formed fists and he rose shakily to his feet, mustering all of his courage and progressing to the front door, his hand rested on the door handle but before he could twist it he heard her voice.
"Tyler, for god sake, what's your problem?"
Niklaus pressed his ear to the door and his hand rested against it, fighting the urge to comfort the girl with such sadness in her voice.
"I need to see you, I lo-"
"Stop it Tyler, you left, you left me-"
"BECAUSE I HAD TO!" The man roared, venomous anger was pouring from his voice and he heard the ground shudder and Caroline gasp, he threw open the door, determined to save her, despite what the consequences may be.
Tyler advanced on her, the look in his eyes, the rage in them made her stumble and she tripped, but before she could painfully hit the ground a pair of strong arms stopped her.
Tyler halted and sneered at her helper, she froze in the man's arms, understanding washing over her, her eyes flickered to the house where the door was wide open.
"I know you told me not to," She heard Niklaus whisper, "But I'm not leaving you alone with these men anymore."
"You have a claim to her?" Tyler asked, watching as Klaus helped a bewildered Caroline to her feet, but he didn't release his hold on her, and she didn't make him.
Pain floated into Tyler's head, it ate away at him from inside until he felt as if he would explode, when Klaus placed himself in front of Caroline in a protective stance he charged at him.
The hybrid seemed shocked but before he could react Caroline pushed him to the side and he fell to the ground, Tyler's fist instead connected with her face and she cried in pain before dropping to the floor next to her….whatever he was.
Tyler looked at his fist, turning it round, in a state of shock as Caroline's blood fell from his knuckles, his eyes met hers, fear evident on her face, before he could bend down to grovel at her feet for forgiveness Klaus's hands cupped her face and wiped the blood from her nose.
He saw the look she gave him, the look she used to give him, but enhanced; more feeling, more emotion, towards Klaus.
Her eye's met his again and she squirmed away from Klaus's embrace embarrassed, when he faced Tyler this time the werewolf didn't react, he waited for the hybrid to snap his neck, stake him, shoot him, anything but simply punch him.
When Tyler felt the hit it didn't weaken him, it didn't have any effect on him at all, he smirked, "You've lost your touch old man."
"You're a despicable excuse for a man," Klaus sounded strange, his accent was off, actually everything about him was off, Tyler's eyes widened, why was Klaus's hair long? Why did he look several years younger?
He stared at Caroline who rested her arm on Klaus's shoulder, obviously trying to calm him as he advanced towards him but then a sharp pain entered his head and he screamed in agony, he fell to the floor, his cries echoed around him and he only saw the blurry outline of Bonnie before he succumbed to darkness.
"Tyler!" Caroline screamed, rushing to the boy, but she was too late, she felt his pulse, it was still beating, barely, the werewolf side still dominant, still fighting for control.
She began to sob as she felt the wound Tyler had inflicted on her begin to heal, she saw bare feet and her gaze travelled upwards to see Bonnie, she scrambled to her feet and clutched at her best friends shoulder's, trying not to cry.
But her friend was like a cold statue, no matter how much she willed for her to embrace her Bonnie remained rigid, she felt strong arms force her apart from the witch and she fell into the embrace of Niklaus.
"I told you not to leave my house," She sniffled and he soothed her, stroking her hair as she cried into his shoulder.
His eyes held the witches who gazed on them with contempt, "I haven't found a way to undo the spell yet," She said impassively, "But you are right Caroline, he can not be killed, but Tyler is not that stupid, he knows there's something wrong."
Caroline felt safe in Niklaus's arms as she turned her head to look at the being who occupied the body of her best friend, "You can't kill him!"
"Of course not," The witch laughed sarcastically, "I am not that far gone, he will know you have a human, but he will not remember his face. That's the best I can do."
"That's acceptable," Niklaus muttered, a hint of a smirk appearing on his lips as the witch raised her hand menacingly to him.
Before she could open her mouth he felt his body leave the ground and his surroundings blur around him, within only a matter of seconds he was back inside Caroline's house, the blonde had her back pressed against the door and when she fell into his arms, he was smiling.
Klaus hated this, this feeling of emptiness that he had always had but which had actually never bothered him before, before she had appeared in his life and changed everything. The way he viewed the world, the way he viewed love.
No matter how hard he tried she still refused him, he thought she would kiss him today, how idiotic could he be? Women of this time were so different, Caroline was so different, she was unique, and smart; of course she would run away from him.
He stared at the ceiling above him as his head rested on the pillows of his bed; he intended to close his eyes for only a matter of seconds but he felt himself being pulled into a deep slumber.
The face of Caroline came into focus, he wasn't surprised, he dreamed of her often, but this time she was sad, he saw himself hold her, whisper into her ear, but it was clearly his human self.
Would you accept me if I was a human?
His past question came floating back to him; it seemed his dream held all the answers as she sobbed into the arms of the man in front of him.
"Niklaus," She whispered, "You could have been killed."
His human name, Klaus recoiled in horror; he wanted to forget about that life, now it was going to torment him through Caroline?
Niklaus cradled her face in his hands and pushed her hair behind her ear lovingly; she sighed and turned her head to kiss his palm. He became frozen, staring at her deeply, but she didn't eventually look away as she does with his vampire self and Klaus felt his chest harden.
"I don't care," Niklaus said confidently, "I know what a beating feels like; you will never go through that. I will not allow it. I care for you, more then these other men-"
"They do care," She interrupted stubbornly, "Tyler's jealous, Klau...I mean the other one, I'm not sure what his motives are, whatever they are," She held his stare a while before continuing, "They can not be genuine, I am not worth anything."
"You are," Klaus and Niklaus confirmed at the same time.
Klaus felt himself being pulled backwards and he awoke gasping.
Caroline became transfixed, her lips parted as Niklaus's head bent towards hers, she closed her eyes and stood on her tip toes, her arms wrapping around his neck, she sighed in anticipation, but then her eyes flew open and she disentangled herself from his grasp.
He looked perplexed, "I'm sorry," He stammered, "I don't know what came over me."
"It's ok," She laughed, turning away from him.
"Caroline-"
"It's just," She said, her words tumbling out before she could stop them, "What's the point of this? Why do I feel this way when you have to go soon and I'll be left with a man who likes killing people? Huh? Why is that fair? It's like I'm bloody Elena and your Stefan but then there's Damon, and Damon…does things to her…makes her feel excitement, consumes her. But how is that right? When Stefan is the one who truly loves her, who truly wants to be with her? He's her epic love! Not Damon! Yet Damon's still there! Do you get what I mean?"
"Sadly I don't," He said but she still wouldn't face him and he staid where he was, trying to decipher her words.
"But Stefan is going to be with her forever, but my Stefan is going to have to leave me and then I'm going to be stuck with Damon!"
"You don't think I'm going to be with you forever?" Niklaus asked sadly, realising that she was right, she finally and painfully slowly turned to face him and he saw tears in her eyes.
"We've only known each other a couple of days," She whispered, "Why do I feel like this?"
"You feel something for me?"
"Yes! You idiot! Have you not been listening to my very long rant about the Salvatore brothers?"
"Salvatore? I don't understand what that is but I would hope I'm Stefan."
"You're Stefan," She muttered, a smile crossing her face and he beamed at her.
She laughed nervously and crossed her arms, "But you're going home soon."
"I don't want to. Not without you."
"Whatever this is between us; it stays dormant, I don't want it developing, got it?"
Niklaus stepped back at the harshness of her words and felt anger boil inside of him, he didn't want to contain himself, they had so little time.
"So you can learn to love the other?" He snapped and she gasped, shaking her head.
"That will never happen," She said sadly, but he saw her expression of uncertainty and before he could say another negative word he raced up her stairs, away from her, despite her wailing moans of his name he refused to return to her.
Caroline wiped the tears away from her eyes and wondered what was wrong with her, why on earth had she just declared that she had some sort of feelings for a resistant time traveller and then compared her situation to Elena's? Seriously, she needed help.
She went to the freezer, grabbed a tub of Ben and Jerry's and a spoon and sat down at the kitchen table, totally ready to consume all of the goodness when her phone vibrated again.
"I swear, if this rings one more time," She muttered but her fingers brushed across thin pieces of paper in her pocket instead of her phone and she laid them on the table.
They were photographs and sketches, the ones she had swiped from Klaus's diary, she popped the spoon in her mouth and looked at the first photo, it was of him, Stefan and Rebekah, all smiling happily, Stefan must have clearly been in his ripper mode at that point, she cocked her head to the side, Klaus is right. I would have loved the 20's.
A small sketch followed, she wasn't surprised that it was her, what she did find interesting was that he had sketched four different versions of her in sections across the page.
In one she was carrying shopping bags, she rolled her eyes at the stereotypical image and tried not to be offended that this is what he saw her as, but her eyes travelled to the sketch next to it, and instead of shopping bags she carried hearts in one hand and stakes in the other, she frowned but didn't ponder it, maybe Klaus thought she was a heartbreaker? That seemed a bit teenager-ish for him though.
She shook her head and looked at the bottom sketch where she was smiling happily with Elena, but in the next she was by herself weeping, her eyes widened as she understood, Klaus realised she was lonely, he realised she was putting on a façade.
She tossed it to the side and grabbed another photograph; the spoon fell out of her mouth in shock and clattered noisily to the floor. It was a recent photograph, she was shutting the curtains, a mischievous smile on her face, behind her was the figure of a man, Niklaus, his arm's outstretched, Klaus must have taken this photo, and due to Caroline's expression in the image it was clear why Klaus thought she had a 'bed time caller'. Oh no.