Hey guys I know I haven't post the Awkward Klaroline and I'm sorry about that. Things are a bit crazy right now and I haven't been able to write them like I planned. I am in the middle of moving and drabble updates will be very sporadic for the next week and a half.

But this is the first part of the standard episode reaction drabble. post 4x16 Caroline visits Klaus after her brush with death by Elena's hand.

It was the incessant pounding on his door that woke him from his sleep. Sleep that was not peacefully, Caroline's voice either taunting him or whispering promises of pleasure into his ear. Rousing from his bed, Klaus grabbed a pair of pants, dressing himself and approached the door.

It had to be close to three thirty in the morning, whoever it was at his door, better have a good reason for waking him or he was going to unburden them of an organ. What he did not expect was Caroline. In his deepest dreams, yes, but in those dreams she was not covered in dried blood, wood scraps, and tears.

He ushered her in without a word, a frown on his face. "Caroline, what's wrong?"

Klaus gently closed the door behind, pausing for a moment to ensure he wasn't dreaming. Her next words were most certainly words that he had never dreamt of.

"I need you to train me," she sniffed out.

It had been clear she had been in a serious altercation and it had affected her greatly. Klaus raised his eyebrows and crossed his hands across his bare chest. Caroline didn't even seem to notice his semi-undressed appearance. Her eyes were dancing with raging blue flames, the sight jolting Klaus into full alertness.

Tilting his head, he slowly took one step forward. He wanted to know what was going on. "While I appreciate you thinking of me for this endeavor, what spurned this idea?"

"Nothing that you need to do know about."

Caroline stood rigid, hands frozen at her sides and her mouth in a tight line as she glared at Klaus. In return he matched her glare; he would tear the heart out of those who dared hurt her.

"Caroline…" he tried again.

She promptly cut him off. "I am not telling you. Okay? Now are you willing to do this or not?"

He nodded, never having his eyes leave her face. Klaus was waiting for some clue of what had passed. He assumed since she would not share the information it no doubt had to do with her circle of friends that she blindly clung to. With a heavy sigh, Klaus shrugged his shoulders. "It can be arranged. Come tomorrow when you can. We will begin then."

Caroline nodded, refusing to show any other emotion. Turning back to the door, Klaus could hear her release a shaky sigh all the more intrigued about her incident and why it brought about an early morning visit. As she enclosed her hand around the doorknob she stopped. Whipping around Klaus was surprised to see her eyes darkened and fangs out, ready to pounce.

Klaus watched as she furiously scanned the room, looking for someone. His stomach dropped just slightly.

"Where is she?" she snarled.

All grief and pain were gone her face replaced only with unadulterated rage. The passionate fury combined with her vampiric features was terrifying and beautiful, an instant turn on for him. However, Klaus was not expecting that reaction. He had assumed since Hayley had been in on the whole situation with his hybrids that Caroline was on good terms with her. Perhaps Tyler had transgressed after all.

"Where is who, love?"

He wanted to keep watching those lovely fangs snarl at him. So he leaned up against the doorframe, reveling in the display.

Caroline growled at him. Any other time and he would be upset with the situation, but this was Caroline. "Don't mess with me and don't call me love. Where's Hayley? I can smell that little were-slut."

He merely arched a brow and pushed off the doorframe to settle himself in a chair. Trying to hide a sly a grin, he pressed his fingers to his lips. Caroline looked as if she was about rip apart the house.

Klaus calmly stated, "You needn't worry about her, she has already left."

Caroline's fangs flared once more before she breathed in deeply and they retracted. Klaus watched her attempt calm her trembling hands, the anger trying it's best to escape any hatch it could find. If this was all it took to get Caroline to have a reaction to him, he'd arrange it where he would find some woman to sleep with and have Caroline walk in. He smirked to himself; Hayley had been useful in more ways than he anticipated. But the words Caroline fired back at him were not the jealous ones he had hoped for.

"Are you kidding me right now? You let her live after what she did to your hybrids? So what she gets a free pass but Tyler doesn't?"

Anger pricked at his eyes at the mention of Tyler's name. Of course this was about Tyler. It was always was with her. "She has other uses," he growled out.

Caroline rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "Like what, keeping your sheets nice and toasty? I can smell your nasty little fling. This entire place smells like sex, it's nauseating. "

There were the fighting words he was looking for. Klaus pulled himself out of the chair stalking towards at his full height, a devil grin on his face. Caroline finally seemed to take note of his bare chest and he twitched his lips a bit further at the sight of red blush spreading down her neck.

"Jealous?" he drawled out.

He pushed towards her until he was standing in her personal locking eyes with her. Caroline not once backed down from his approach. The muscles in her cheek were twitching with effort, trying not to stare at the revealed skin, but she was caught. Her eyes drifted across his torso, face softening just slightly. But at the last minute she forced herself to glance away. His grin grew further, she was jealous-at least she was visibly affected by his physical appearance.

"Nope." Caroline bit out after another beat.

Her voice squeaked on the last note, her body betraying her inner thoughts she wished to keep hidden. Klaus felt his ego swell in pride, it wasn't physical confirmation but her body was reacting to his and she was furiously trying to hide that. It would be enough for now; he would not push her further. It was the way their little game worked; she had yielded more than enough information already. Klaus wouldn't get anything else from her on that front. Instead he pushed for another tactic.

"Why then do you care so much about her presence?"

Without missing a beat Caroline responded, "She snapped my neck."

The venom in her voice was irrefutable. The twinkle in his eyes dropped, the natural blackness glinting out as his own blood boiled. Though Caroline was not his yet, it grated at him to know she had been hurt. His face clenched, he still needed Hayley for information.

Caroline picked up on the twitch in his jaw. A wide sneer grew on her face, "Not so pleasant now, is she? Serves you right."

"She is a wolf and I am the alpha. She submitted to me. "

Caroline just gave him a blank stare and rolled her eyes. "Whatever I can't even bring myself to care right now. This is just too much for me," she started towards the door, "Forget what I said about training me. I'll figure something else out. I can't even stand to be in the same room with you with her smell here."

She grabbed the door, throwing it open with a violent thrust but Klaus stopped her, blurring over and slamming the door shut again. His face was inches from hers the harshness of her words writing pain on his face. Caroline glowered at him, not caring about the pain she inflicted.

"Let me make it up to you," he pleaded in a tight voice.

Caroline turned to the door, tightly gripping the doorknob. Her whole body began to shake with emotion as she tried to formulate the right words to say to him. Klaus watched her open her mouth to say something, her head turning back to him. The kind warmth that he relished so much from her flickered at the back of her eyes. Klaus let himself break the hard line of his mouth into the tiniest of smirks.

Caroline's hand released the doorknob and she turned to face him. Klaus felt his heart soar; hopefully of what she was about to say but her words cut that hope instantly.

"No. You do not get a free pass. You let Hayley into your life but you refuse to let Tyler live. I don't care what feelings I have for you. I have more self worth than that. You are being nothing but a hypocrite and it's disgusting."

It was brutal honesty and by now he expected nothing less from her, but how it hurt. The slicing of her words cutting deep into the part he opened to her. The depth of the wound hurt more than he cared to admit. The flare of rage clawed at him, begging to be released. But it was all quelled by her admission.

Caroline Forbes just admitted that she cared for him. It just wasn't her body language anymore but actual words. He was elated and crushed in the same moment. Crushed, for the words were tainted by her accusation; he was a hypocrite and disgusting.

After everything he had done for her, she still would not give him the chance. Klaus clenched the door in restraint, he need her to say it again. He needed to know the words she had just spoken were real, not a ploy.

"So you are jealous," he responded lightly to hide his true emotions.

Caroline's face exploded in red fury. "Did you not pay attention to anything I said?" she snarled at him.

It wasn't a denial of her words though, and Klaus would take it. If that was all he was going to get for now, he'd have it. Locking the words safely in his guarded heart, his eyes flickered from warm to cold. He was tired of being beat down by her.

Tilting his head, Klaus inched closer to her and could hear the acceleration of her heart erratically pounding in her chest. Good, he wanted her to feel something. "You refuse to me a chance, why should I give you one?"

"Stop acting like a wounded puppy Klaus and get over yourself," she snapped back.

Klaus snapped. Blurring her back to the door, Caroline was suddenly pinned underneath him-fury matching fury. The heat radiating between them was elevating the room to a stifling temperature and the rage in both their eyes fueling the other. She made him livid but their flying words made him feel more alive than he had since the last time he held her. It was always that way with her; she sparked the vitality of life in him and made him feel more. Something he both hated and loved.

He pressed himself closer, his lips dangerously hovering against hers. Their breath mingled, Caroline tilting her lips towards him. Her eyes were lidded and clouding over. Klaus wondered if it was consciously done.

"Have a care what you say. I could easily tear your heart out." he whispered gently, his breath tickling her lips.

It was enough movement to break Caroline from her lust driven daze. Her eyes rolling at his comment, as she placed a hand on his chest to push him back from her. His whole body blazed as her outstretched hand attempted to push him back. Klaus wouldn't let her, the simple touch of her hand on his chest deriving more heat than all the feminine touches he had received in the past millennium.

Caroline was as shocked as he was, the sizzle of electricity between them palpable. Dropping her hand from his chest, Caroline looked down at her feet to avoid his face and his body. Klaus heard her struggling to catch her breath and watched the slight tremor in the hand that touched him; she was just as affected by the simple touch.

His male pride and libido swelled at his physical ability to throw her. Caroline stubbornly raised her face again, chin gutting out at him, the picture of defiance. "Yeah, like you should have torn out Hayley's? Your threats don't work on me anymore. "

Then she shoved him with all her might, and Klaus let her. Never had anyone spoken to him so and lived but all he could do was watch her in absolute fascination. It was incredible to watch someone so young be so stubborn and powerful. It made him all the more attracted to her.

Caroline seized the doorknob again and this time Klaus let her open the door. She turned back to him, a certain sadness spelled across her face. "Until you grow up, don't bother. I'm done here."

It was an ultimatum.

Without even thinking he grabbed her wrist and held her tight. Caroline was forced to turn round and look at him. He could only see the grief and pain now, her face reflecting the emotions he felt as well. How she was holding it together, he didn't understand.

"I will never give up on you." he growled out in a low voice.

Caroline's wrist hung limply in his hand, her body slumping forward. "I know."

He could not understand. She refused and betrayed him over and over again, more than anyone who lived to tell the tale. Yet both of them continued to go to each other, drawn by some unseen force it seemed; both having feelings for the other, feelings she willfully refused to act on.

"What must I do to earn your forgiveness?" he asked.

"Let Tyler live."

There it was the true heart of the situation. She would never give up on his ungrateful excuse of a hybrid anymore than he would give up on her. He could not understand her need to constantly defend him, when Tyler had done nothing but make it his life's mission to end his maker's. He would not yield to Tyler. It was a mockery and an insult. It would give Caroline then chance to run back to the little wolf.

Klaus dropped her wrist, "No," he coldly promised.

Caroline turned back to him one last time eyes brimming with unshed tears.

"Then you've lost me before you even had me."

Then she disappeared into the night without a backward glance in his direction. Klaus stared out into the darkness for a long time, willing Caroline to come back.

He had to find her again.

He could not lose her.