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Soooo, Chapter Nine! A bit shorter than the last two, but I hope you will like it. ;)

Chapter Nine - She took my heart; I think she took my soul

He could hear Caroline's slow breathing across the apartment. Listening to her drawing breath made him calmer. She was alive and well, sleeping soundly. And that made him happier than anything had in a long while. Somehow Caroline had just infiltrated herself into his life and now that she was there, he couldn't imagine his life without her there.

When she had brought up leaving he realized how much he wanted her to be there in his life. He couldn't stand the thought of not knowing she was safe, that she was happy. Honestly, Caroline hadn't been all that happy during her time with him, but she seemed to get better.

She had kissed him. It had only been a few hours ago, but Klaus could still feel the warmth of her lips against his. The last time he had initiated the kiss, it hadn't ended up so great, so he had tried to keep his respectable distance ever since, but it had turned out to be harder to execute than he had thought it to be. After the night Kol had come over he had lost it. She meant too much for him, and he couldn't handle that. Then he had snuck into Caroline's bed. He was sick of fighting the feeling. The feeling that his chest was going to burst with joy every time he laid eyes on her. The feeling when she smiled at him. Like he was the luckiest man in the world.

He couldn't think of her leaving. It hurt too much. And Klaus never felt hurt. She made him feel. It was all because of her.

Caroline spent the whole day going through the box her mother had given her. The books were diaries and a few copies of old romance novels. She felt a bit bad for reading the diaries, but she did it anyway. It was nice to get to know to her relatives a bit. She had never met her aunts, or her grandparents. Jane's stories made it seem like she had known them.

The jewelry in the box was beautiful, and possibly very valuable. Caroline fell in love with a simple silver ring, but the small clear stones on the band made it clear that it was worth a lot of money. Caroline tried it to her right ring finger and it fit perfectly. She left it on.

On the bottom of the box, she found a veil and a wedding dress. Caroline recalled her mother saying she would like the dress in the box, and this was the only piece of clothing in the box.

She lifted the dress from the box and laid it on the bed. It was definitely not current, but it was beautiful. It was short sleeved and lacy, and it was absolutely gorgeous.

A knock on the door startled Caroline.

"Come in!" Rebekah stepped inside.

"Sorry to disturb," she apologized and glanced at the wedding dress on Caroline's bed.

"Don't worry about it," Caroline said and lifted the dress up, about to put it into her closet.

"The dress is very beautiful. The lace must have cost a fortune." Caroline nodded in agreement. It was very fine, and the whole dress was made of it.

"It was my aunt's. I never met her, but it feel like I did. All those diaries. There must be almost a decade worth of them," Caroline said and pointed at the huge pile of books on her bedside table. She had started with the oldest ones. Jane had been ten, and the entries were very childlike, but she enjoyed reading about how Jane, her mother and their youngest sister Olivia had played all sorts of games back in their home in England. It was like looking back in time, to a time when her mother was still happy and carefree.

"That's nice. I've always had a large family. How lonely it must have been growing up alone," said Rebekah.

"I had Elena. She is like a sister to me. But she's not very pleased with me right now," Caroline smiled sadly.

"Families fight, but they always forgive. I let Kol out of the coffin and I'm still standing here. Nik forgave me." Rebekah's words were nice, but Caroline couldn't imagine Elena ever forgiving her.

"I should get going," Rebekah murmured. They had gotten closer on their shopping trip yesterday, but they were still not entire comfortable in each other's company.

"It was nice seeing you, Rebekah."

"You too, Caroline. Oh right, my brother asked me to say that you should be ready to leave at seven thirty."

"Thanks."

"You should really talk to him about it, you know. Becoming a vampire."

"I will. Last time just didn't go so well." Rebekah smirked.

"Trust me, if someone can persuade him to do something, it's you." And with that, Rebekah left Caroline wondering what she said. She was just a mere human. How would she be able to make him do anything?

Klaus had been waiting for Caroline for five minutes. She was late. And he didn't tolerate tardiness. But as Caroline appeared from her room, wearing the blue dress, he forgot what he had been thinking about. She looked absolutely gorgeous. There was something about her. He just couldn't stay mad with her. She smiled shyly at him and he couldn't resist the urge to smile back.

"You look ravishing."

"You're not looking bad yourself," she smirked.

"Shall we?" Klaus offered his arm to her, which she took without hesitation, much to his surprise.

"We shall," she said with a genuine smile. There was nowhere else Klaus would have rather been at that moment.

The restaurant was fancy and upscale, but the downside was that it was completely legal. There was no hope of getting anything stronger than lemonade. Klaus tried to read Caroline's expressions to get a clue of what she thought of the place. He announced their reservation, but his attention never left her. She was looking around, but nothing about her revealed if she was pleased, impressed or just plain bored. Klaus could not read her. And that both infuriated and intrigued him at the same time.

"Please follow me, Mr. Mikaelson. Ma'am." They of course got the best table in the house. He helped Caroline to her chair, the gesture making her roll her eyes at him. But he just chuckled. She deserved to be treated like a lady, and he would treat her exactly so, now and in the future. In the future, a small voice inside his head mocked him. Yes, he could not see himself without her. And he had tried, but that brought him nothing but agony. She needed to be with him.

"Good evening, I am George and I will be at your service tonight," a young lad no older than eighteen announced and handed them the menus.

"Would you like me to take your drink orders now?" Klaus nodded and ordered a ginger ale.

"I'd like a cranberry juice, please," Caroline said, still examining the drink menu which was unfortunately void of any decent wines. Klaus loved the 1920's, but this prohibition was getting on his nerves.

"Very well, ma'am," the boy smiled and left them to examine their menus.

"Do I really look old enough to be called ma'am? I won't be eighteen in another three months," Caroline complained.

"The lad's just being respectful. And it'd better stay that way," he said with a devilish smirk.

"Nik, please." Her lips were pressed tightly together, she was not amused.

"Relax, love. I'll be good." Caroline's icy blue eyes sparked dangerously.

"Ma'am, sir, are you ready to order?" the server appeared, breaking their intense eyes contact. Klaus nodded Caroline to go ahead.

"I'd like the salmon," she said and closed the menu.

"I'll have the same," Klaus informed the boy and sent him away. Caroline was frowning.

"I would take you for the kind of man to order for women."

"Sweetheart, you can eat whatever your heart desires. Anything. And that's a promise," Klaus said, his mind wandering to the gutter.

"Was that supposed to be funny?" she said with annoyance in her voice, but she was cracking a smile.

"Not really. I actually meant that. Anything you want, just say the word and it's yours," Klaus said, even scaring himself with the sincerity of his words.

"Are you trying to bribe me?" she looked at him with such a suspicion that only Caroline Forbes could manage.

"No, I'm not, love. But you deserve everything your heart desires." Just then the server appeared with their food. They started eating in silence but Caroline was clearly agitated. He wanted to ask about it but he just couldn't bring himself to do that. She would say something if she wanted.

They were halfway through their salmon when she finally decided to say something.

"You said you'd give me anything I wanted."

"Anything that is mine to give. Well, even some things that aren't mine to give," he said and smirked at the thought.

"I'm serious, Nik," she stared at him intensely.

"So am I, love." Caroline paused for a while and studied him.

"I want you to turn me," she whispered and looked at him with pleading eyes. He could see the want, the need, in her eyes. And how could he say no? He wanted her to stay. And for a vampire, that could possibly mean decades. Hell, even centuries. Klaus had admitted to himself that he did not want her to leave and right now he saw her there when he thought into his future, but he was still sure he would bore of her. He always did. But he was selfish, extremely so. And right now, the only thing he wanted was her. And humans were such fragile things. She was so weak physically. The people Klaus cared for always got hurt, and a human would get hurt so easily.

"I'll do it." For a long time Caroline just stared at him. Clearly she hadn't anticipated his reaction.

"Last time this topic came up you brutally murdered someone and made me watch," Caroline said so quietly only he could hear.

"Well, to be honest, that wasn't even that brutal."

"That is beside the point! I was certain you would be dragging me to some alley and make watch you drain a few other bodies! Why are you so agreeable now? I've been putting this off because I was afraid what you would do when I asked."

"I would never hurt you, Caroline," he said grimly. He didn't want her to be afraid of him.

"And I know that, Nik. But you hurt people. People like me." He shook his head.

"There are no people like you, Caroline. There is only you." Caroline pressed her joined hands to her face. Wasn't this going well, Klaus thought to himself and gulped down the last of his ginger ale.

"Why did you make me run when now you are more than willing to give me what I want?"

"When I made you run, I wanted you to stay away. Because on some level I knew that if I didn't make you go away, I would not be able to just treat you like any other human. I've been this way for over nine hundred years, Caroline. I wasn't about to change my habits for just some human girl. I didn't realize that by doing that I was already changing my habits. I gave you an out. I wanted you to take it, so you wouldn't be changing me any further. At that moment I realized that if you turned, you would be around forever. You would no longer be mortal. And forever is a very long time, love. If you were just a human, you would die away in a time that seems only like a blink of an eye for me. I would forget about you and go on with my existence, unchanged. But now I know there is no point in denying it. I don't want you to go away. I realized that you changed me already. You made me feel, made me have feelings for you."

"And what are these feelings?"

"I – I fancy you." Caroline sighed and gripped her now empty juice glass so hard that it would have been in pieces if she had been already turned.

"I don't even know what that means, Nik!" she was getting more and more frustrated by the second. This was not how Klaus had imagined this night going.

"Just that I like your company and that I don't want you to go away."

"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered and suddenly grabbed his hand. Klaus looked down at their joined hands and was astound by the sweetness of the simple gesture.

"I'll change you, but please, take a month to consider. That way you won't be coming to me in a decade and complain that you didn't have time to think this through and it's all my fault."

He had to break the sweet moment between them. Holding her hand and staring into her eyes was becoming too intimate and he did not know how to handle that.

"Okay, I will." And just like that there was a smile on Caroline's lips once again.

"Dessert, ma'am?" Klaus asked, grinning. He couldn't help but to when she was smiling.

"Why yes, good sir. I would kill for a piece of chocolate cake." Klaus lifted his eyebrow.

"I thought you were against killing." Caroline rolled her eyes.

"Not if it means killing you." He laughed at her venomous tone and ordered them the whole cake.

He hadn't planned on it, but they ended up in the Inn. The more Caroline kept drinking, the happier she got. This amused him to no end. She was so rarely this happy in his company.

"You know what Nik? I don't think I have ever been happier."

"You'll be happier, I promise."

"You keep promising me things. If I asked you to take me away right now, to Paris, would you?"

Her eyes were glassy from the drinking, but her voice was as clear as the day.

"I'd take you anywhere you wanted to go. You deserve to see the world." Caroline's face lit up.

"Dance with me," she whispered with a small giggle. Her balance was not the greatest at the moment, but he could hold her without an effort. Caroline pressed more closely against him than she had ever been. And that included the two kisses they had shared.

"I feel like I don't know anything about you, Nik. But you know everything about me."

"I don't know everything about you, and I don't think I ever will. I don't usually share things about myself, but all you need to do is ask."

"Have you ever loved anyone?" she whispered so quietly, as if she didn't really want to ask him that.

"I thought I loved a girl once. Tatia. But that seems like a distant memory and my human emotions seem so meek."

Caroline stared into his eyes. She clearly wanted to ask something else, but she didn't say anything until the song ended.

"I need fresh air. And a cigarette," Caroline mumbled and started to the back door.

"Love, I don' think those two go well together," he said, but followed her anyway. They were in the same alley they had been when Klaus had killed the girl in front of Caroline.

"I don't have any cigarettes," Caroline cursed when she went through her purse. Klaus sighed and went for his suit pocket, and lit her cigarette. She took it and leaned against the wall.

"Her body fell to the ground right there," Caroline murmured and pointed at the place. She shivered. Klaus hadn't even realized that she was without a jacket. Humans got cold. Sometimes he forgot. It had been so long when he had felt cold. He took away his and placed it on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry I made you see that." Klaus never apologized, but for her he did.

"I had to see it. I needed to know what you were." Klaus didn't know what to say. He had to agree with her. His method had ensured that she had no wrong perceptions about him, or what being a vampire was like.

"I saw what you did, and I'm still standing here. Wishing you would kiss me. There must be something wrong with me. The girl died right there, but all I want to do is feel you," she said and locked her eyes with his. Her cigarette dropped to the ground as they reached for each other at the same moment. He pushed her against the red brick wall and ran his hand along the curve of her body. His mouth found hers. She moaned and opened her lips, inviting him in. Their tongues met, their bodies pressed together. She tasted like the cigarette, but he didn't mind. Her own taste under it was overwhelmingly intoxicating. She moaned again and bit his lower lip. He growled against her mouth and lifted her to get a better angle at her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his middle and whimpered. His lips parted with hers and found their way on her neck.

"Do it," she whispered. He paused and looked into her eyes that seemed to be dark with want.

"I want to know how it feels," she panted. And he couldn't refuse her. She was far too tempting.

The veins under his eyes became dark, his eyes red and his fangs came out. Caroline stared at his face, but he could not see fear. He sunk his teeth to her soft flesh and let her sweet blood flow into his mouth. It was nothing like he had ever had before. She was truly exquisite, even with the hint of alcohol. She moaned and he could sense nothing but pleasure in her. Her thighs pressed against his sides and her hands clawed at his head.

All too soon he had to stop. He didn't want to take too much. He lifted his head from her neck and placed a sweet kiss on her lips, but did not let her legs fall to the ground. Caroline stared at him without a word, still short of breath. He bit into his wrist and lifted it to her mouth. She sucked without a word from him and did not show signs of disgust.

He finally let her legs fall to the ground, but he still held her against him. He did not want to let her go.

"I thought it would hurt," she murmured and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Sometimes pain and pleasure go hand in hand." Her hand went to her neck which was as smooth as ever.

"And Caroline, there is nothing wrong with you, you're not a bad person," he said, thinking to her earlier remark. She shook her head.

"But I should be appalled. That's why Elena wanted me to come home. Because she would be disgusted. But I'm not. I want you. And I can't stop wanting you," she said and pressed her palms against her face. Klaus knew she was drunk and she probably would have never said those things if she had been completely sober, but at the moment he did not care. She wanted him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you," she mumbled and pressed her head against his chest.

"I want to know what you're thinking. Always."

"Let's just go home. Please, Nik." Home. She thought home was his apartment.

"Of course. Home."

Caroline was sobering a bit during the ride home. She could still feel his lips against hers, his teeth on her neck. She wanted him. And had admitted to it. Tomorrow she would possibly regret it, but right now his arm around her shoulder felt so good that she forgot why she was supposed to be disgusted by his embrace in the first place. He helped her out of the cab and never let go of her hand. But the second they got to the top floor he tensed.

"Someone is at the apartment. Two people." he growled. He pushed Caroline behind his back.

"Stay here!" he commanded and entered the apartment. But Caroline had never been that good at taking orders. She entered after him. She could not see anyone, but Nik's voice came from the salon loud and clear.

"Kol. You." Caroline was a bit taken aback by the mention of Kol, but entered the salon anyway only to see a familiar face staring at her and the two vampires.

"Bonnie?"

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