15. To second chances

Anyone who ever had the pleasure to get to know Caroline Forbes would describe her in many nice adjectives. Sweet, kind, caring, giving, loving …. But the adjectives that someone probably wouldn't use would be bold, daring and irrational. But if he saw what she did only a minute ago he would be mistaken … She had sex. She had sex with a man she wasn't in love with. She had sex with a man she despised. She had sex in a practically public place, and she didn't even think twice about it, at least not during the nice session. After the session … That is when the practicalities started to hit. The mess they did. The lingerie they didn't pay for yet. The inconvenient husband that just made her have one of the best orgasms in her life, but it still didn't change anything, I mean, what could it possibly change? They pretty much still disliked each other on all other levels, and she still didn't trust him, and a part of her, the part buried deep, deep inside still feared he would just turn away from her and leave her lying there, like all those years ago. It was an irrational fear, because she wasn't the same person she was all those years ago, but still … She had to show him this meant nothing.

"Well you're no Brad Pitt, but you do show promise Skip."

"Wishful thinking blondie, you did not actually sleep with Brad Pitt."

"You can't know that … I could have slept with half of Hollywood for all you know."

"Of course you did, and I'm just another notch on your belt."

"That's right mister. You're just another body, used for my pleasure. And now … Hit the road Jack … and don't you come back no more …"

"Oh you'll be begging for more love."

"Not something we'll be seeing anytime soon love … Now let us pay for this and get the hell out of here. I'm thinking we've extended our staying. Do you think he knows what we did in here?" Caroline asked Klaus suddenly starting to blush.

"You mean that crazy ass owner that just loooves us to death? Doubt it. If he knew he'd already be here cheering us on."

" That's disgusting."

" What? I thought you actresses loved having an audience to boost your ego."

"Not all actresses are cheap and sleazy like the ones you usually sleep with."

" Well than I'm sure you're very proud of me for this upgrade. You Blondie are neither cheap nor sleazy. You're a very elegant and expensive pain in the ass."

" You know, just when I think you're about to say something nice …"

"Typical, sleep with a woman once, and she's right away fishing for compliments. Very well, you have a really nice rack …"

" That's not what I meant … But thank you for the compliment."

"Seriously? That's all your going to say?"

"What? It's not like I don't know already you're a full on caveman. So I'll take what I can't get. Now let us please get out of here."

" You won't say anything nice about me?"

" My God, you sleep with a guy once, and he's right away fishing for compliments. You Klaus, are the best sex I ever had. There, happy now?"

" Not yet … But I will be … This was just foreplay love. I'll make you scream I'm number one, actually the only number out there, soon enough."

" You and your ego … "

" … that makes me do amazing things … Let's get out of here and I'll show you all over again. Those satin sheets in my room and just waiting to be crumpled.

" You'll never change …" Caroline thought do herself, but this thought was actually kind of comforting for her, as long as he stayed the same she didn't have to fear of actually falling for him. No more silly dreams and romances, making him out to be something he's not and ever will be, just a cruel harsh reality to keep her safe. She opened up her bag and saw she had a message on her business blackberry. From her dad …

"I decided to catch an earlier flight anyways. So please let me know when you're not too busy to see me. We should talk. I'll be in my office as always."

Maybe it was the sex, maybe it was that she did something so unlikely for her. So bold and daring. Or maybe it was just the fact that after all those months being on edge she started to feel in control of her life again. It was funny, she was married to a man that she paid to stay married to her, after a drunken mistake, she lived with him, even slept with him, but she felt good. After all those months of being a basket case, she felt like Caroline Forbes again. The Caroline Forbes finally ready to make some true and real choices in her life.

"My dad is back in town. He wants to see me."

" Oh lovely … Will he be threatening to have me kidnapped again, or killed by evil ninjas?"

" You know, he's not that bad. He worries about me, in his own way." Caroline wasn't sure who was she justifying him to, Klaus or to herself.

Klaus came up to her and lifted her chin, he gazed into her eyes in that way she hated so much. Carefully, as if taking her all in, understanding her, seeing her for who she was.

" Maybe it's time you showed him your can worry about yourself."

" And maybe you should mind your own business." she answered, but in a gentle voice. She couldn't be so rough when he was standing so close and she could still smell what they did only a few minutes ago.

"You are my business, remember? In sickness and in health … in richer and poor …"

She punched him in the stomach.

"Stop goofing around. Let's pay this and you can be of service and give me a ride to his office."

"And here I thought I was of enough service today." he winked at her and she once again blushed slightly, I guess the old Caroline wasn't completely gone.

"For what I'm paying you Mikaelson I expect a full service in every area."

"That makes me feel so cheap." he put his hand over his heart and acted all offended.

" Hey, if the shoe fits …"

So they finally came out of their VIP dressing rooms. Bought and paid for the things they have used and … Klaus was smiling from ear to ear during the whole process, while she was looking down embarrassed as hell thinking every single person working in "Provocative" knew exactly what happened behind those closed doors.

When they finally managed to escape the paps and sit in the safety of Klaus's car his phone began ringing but he was ignoring it.

"You know, in case nobody never taught you, when you hear a strange noise coming out of your pants or jacket or whatever, it means somebody is try to contact you, so you pull out your phone and press this little button and this amazing things happens, you actually hear a voice coming from inside, it's a miracle."

" Very cute Care bear. It's Caitlin, I'm not in the mood to talk to her right now."

" Why? Because she's about to give birth to your illegitimate son, but it will actually turn out your evil twin brother is the father?"

Caroline was joking around, I mean this was what they did, but Klaus had suddenly gotten strangely serious. It was a side of him she didn't get to see often, or ever.

"What's wrong?" she asked him although she'd seriously doubted that she would get an honest answer out of him. They shared their bodies with each other, not their thoughts.

" We have a meeting today. She wants to know things, concrete things. The financial side of the story of course …"

" Ok … How close are you to getting the green light for it?"

" Not that far actually … David Lynch saw the screenplay, and he likes it, he'd be interested in directing, it's right up his alley these kind of films. With the right casting we could really make something out of it."

"Who did you have in mind for Danny? Because I read the book, he's an amazing and horribly complex character; you'll need someone really strong to carry that film. So who are you getting?"

"Who do you think?" he said without looking at her.

" Oh no … You're not actually thinking …"

" I can handle it."

" No, no you can't. No wonder you can't get it financed."

" Thank you for the vote of confidence."

"Hey, I'm just trying to be the voice of reason here. You insisting on playing the lead? Have you seriously thought it through? I don't think that's a smart move if you want this movie filmed."

" I can do it Caroline."

His intensity unsettled her; she had never seen him be passionate about anything, if it didn't have a big cleavage and a whiskey pouring out of it. He was dead serious about this one, and this only proved once more her wasn't the man she knew before. A boy actually, a boy that was constantly late coming to set or not showing up at all, always forgetting his lines and using his charms and good looks to get out of it. Maybe the boy had finally grown up …

"Here you go princess. Go talk to your daddy, and worry about your own career, and let me worry about mine." he dropped her off and left without even looking at her. Could it be that he was mad at her? Like actually mad? No, could it be that she hurt his feeling by not showing some faith in him? I mean, no … That was completely impossible, that he'd actually give a damn what she thought of him. Maybe she did make a mistake, he finally opened up to her in a way, and she shot him down cold bloodedly. And then and there she knew she had to make a decision, about how she wanted the upcoming five months of their lives to look like. Should they keep this semi hate relationship they had, or could she forgive him and forget the past, so they could actually become some kind of friends? Was her heart capable of that? And would that even be the right move?

" Do you think this is really the right move Caroline?" her father asked her a few minutes after her little talk one on one with herself. Of course her father's question was business related.

" Dad, we've been over this a million times by now. And I tried to explain to you, it's not just about Tyler, it's about me. Me being tired of the same old films you stuck me in. Tiered of romantic comedies where I play the same character over and over again … Did you see the the last box office numbers? Did you? "Two weeks in Paris" was a total disaster, just like I told you it would be."

"Okay, not all films can be hits. But you got 5 million dollars for it … And you should be lucky you still get as many scripts as you do … You know there's a recession going on out there, and less and less films are being made. You taking such a long break is not a good idea."

"Dad, I've worked almost every day since I was 14 years old. I need a break, I deserve one …"

" I know, I'm not saying you don't. But you love working Caroline; I just don't know what's going on with you since Tyler left."

Caroline sat down and looked at her father, and her manager. Never a good combination, as seen so many times in Hollywood history.

"You don't know what's going on with me because you don't listen."

"Now, I don't thinking you're being fair. I've put my life on hold for you …"

" I never asked you, or wanted you to do that."

" But I did, so you could have all of this."

" And I appreciate it, trust me, I do … But … Don't you think I maybe need a father more than I need the manager?"

" I'm both to you Caroline."

" No, I'm sorry … but you're not … You never talk to me. You talk about me, to directors, to producers, to my PR agent, to Matt, but you never get personal … We never talk about anything. We never talk about mom …"

Caroline saw his look shift and in the past she would definitely back down right about now, but not this time. This was a new Caroline forming and she wouldn't just brush aside the lack of their bond, she'd try to work on it, even if it kills her.

" There's not much to talk about." he said and started checking the papers in front of him, just to keep himself busy, just to divert his eyes from her.

" Did you love her?"

" Now, what kind of a question is that?"

" A normal one. The one a girl who never got the chance to meet the most important woman in her life asks. I … I love her so much, I don't know her, but I love her." Caroline said with tears in her eyes.

„ She loved you too. More than any woman ever loved her child. She used to sit by your bed and stare at you for hours. She called you her perfect little doll. She had a beautiful voice and she sang you to sleep every night. You would cry your heart out until she took you in her arms and sang to you."

" Dad I …" Caroline tried to say something but her voice cracked.

" I didn't love her. I worshipped her. She was the love of my life, simple as that. And every moment I was blessed enough to spent with her, before she was taken away from us, was like a ray of sunshine piercing through the darkness of life. You once asked my why I never remarried … I could never imagine loving anyone as much as I loved your mother. Nobody as clumpy as she was, nobody waking up at 5 o'clock in the morning to make pancakes just because she felt like it, nobody talking home every stray dog or cat she could find. Nobody so forgiving … No matter how many times I screwed up, she'd always have my back and held my hand gently, understanding me better than I ever understood myself. You remind me so much of her Caroline …"

Caroline's face was smeared with tears. Hearing all those things about her mother, she just wished so much she got the chance to get to know that remarkable woman. And wishing they could have remained a family …

"That's why you keep this distance between us? Because I remind you too much of her? Or because you just can't love me as much as you loved her?" Caroline asked what one child should never have to ask, but she had to know.

She saw the tears in her father's eyes. He stood up and walked up to her.

" Is that's what you really think? That I don't love you?"

" I don't know… Sometimes, I feel like I'm your project, like I have to be perfect in order for you to love me. And I have to tell you, I'm honestly sick of conditional love. I want you to love me with my flaws, and my dump ass decisions. My decisions … Our relationship is never going to progress, if you don't let me spread my wings and fly.

" But, I'm afraid if I do that you'd fly away …"

" I would … But that would be a good thing. Because I'd also come back. As my own person … You have to let me go."

" What are you saying?"

" I'm saying that I love you, more than I could ever express in words. You're controlling and harsh and stubborn, but you're my only father, and I want us to have a real relationship, before it's too late. And that's why … I'm afraid I have to fire you."

" What?" he father looked shocked, and Caroline said it before she actually had the time to think about it, but she knew it was the right decision.

" I'm firing you as my manager. I think it's high time for us to go our separate ways in that department. We need some distance."

Her father looked sad, but for the first time in a very long time, he said nothing. She was expecting he would shout and scream, and he would try to make her chance her mind telling her she couldn't function, that her career could never function, without him. But he said nothing …

She took her things and was about to leave, when she turned to him and said: "I don't want you to be my manager anymore, but I … More than anything I want you to be my dad. That spot is still open, I hope you'll think about it, and give that relationship a chance, an honest one this time. I know mom would want that for us, I think we can still make her proud. Because … I know it will sound silly, you being all rational and stuff, but I sometimes feel her, watching over me … I know she hasn't forgotten about us. She still loves us, no matter where she is."

She came up to her father and kissed him on the forehead.

" I know this has been a crazy afternoon, but once all of this sinks in, think about my words, and call me, or come see me, just … stay in my life."

She took her coat and walked out the door, but before she shut it completely she heard a whisper behind her.

"I feel her too …" and it made her heart burn with so much happiness and pain at the same time. It wasn't too late, there was hope for them yet … They deserved their second chance …

As Caroline was driving home, My God it hasn't been a month yet, and she already started calling Klaus's house her home, she was thinking about second chances … And about Klaus, and their messy relationship that got even messier as from today. But she, strangely enough, hadn't regretted it. She could say she did, and wash herself from all the sins, but she would be lying. But there was possibly one thing she did regret today … Speaking so harshly to Klaus about his career and his new project. She tried to convince herself she didn't do anything wrong, she was just acting like herself when being around. She was just playing their little game of being mean towards each other, but something was off. That split of a second when she thought she actually saw hurt on his face, before he put his "I'm cooler than life and care about nothing" mask back on, she couldn't stop thinking about it. About second chances and about expecting certain things of people, and thus not letting them show their full glory. She was sick of romantic comedies, sick of playing the same character over and over again, sick of Scooter, the character that made her famous but in a way never left her side. People never gave her a chance to show she could do more, because they put her in a box, labelled her … And she did the same exact thing to Klaus today. A part of her told her, why do you care? He doesn't give a damn about your opinion anyways; he doesn't give a damn about anyone's opinion, that's so grand about him. But the other part knew, the old Klaus didn't care, but this new man he had grown into did. He had the potential of being an actual human being, with feeling, and feeling get hurt. And she was Caroline Forbes; she never enjoyed making anyone feel miserable, not even the man who hurt her as much as he did once. Some other girl, some Hayley perhaps, would love to put him in his place … But not Caroline. She liked teasing him and throwing angry, poisonous darts his way, but only while they were playing their little game. Actually hurting him … No matter what he did, she didn't find any pleasure in it.

" Anybody home? I come bearing gifts …" Caroline yelled while entering the house. But there was no response. I guess he wasn't back from his meeting yet, and she was curious how it went, like genuinely curious, and it might sound silly, but she truly hoped it went well. She took the blueberry muffins she bought in her favourite bakery; let's call them a peace offering, and stepped outside into the Sun. Where she found Katherine sunbathing in this tiny white bikini listening to music on her iPod, not registering her presence. So she came up to her and snatched the earphones from her ears.

" Hey!" she screamed angrily, but calmed down when she saw it was just Caroline.

" Oh, it's you honey. I thought it was that nasty husband of yours …"

" If his so nasty why are you still staying in his house?" Omg, Caroline didn't mean it to sound so mean, but she couldn't help it, as much as she loved Kat, and she did, cross her heart and hope to die, she felt uneasy having her under the same roof with Klaus. She felt jealous, ok? Is that what you wanted to hear? Because there it is, she felt freaking jealous, so jealous it made her kick herself, but she couldn't muffle those stupid feeling of jealousy. And a thing popped into her mind out of nowhere. Kat had spent plenty of weekends in her and Tyler's old house, and she never felt like that. She seriously didn't even have the strength to analyze it right now.

" Carebear, come sit … Please don't tell me you're still jealous? Because I'm seriously starting to feel your marriage to Klaus isn't just a fake Vegas screw up."

" Oh, so you know about that?" Caroline asked surprised and sat next to her.

"I spoke to Lexi today, and she was kind enough to fill in the blanks. Where you even planning to tell me?"

" Of course I did Kat, but everything happened so fast this morning I didn't have even get the chance to explain …"

" Ok, true … But that doesn't answer my question exactly …"

" What question?"

"Oh don't play miss goody too shoes with me angel, I know you, better than you know yourself sometimes. I know you have that destructive side creeping somewhere inside, just waiting to come out and play. Is it? Playing?"

"You have to be more specific."

" Oh stop avoiding the question you little bitch. Are all parts of your freaky marriage fake or are some real?"

"More specific …"

" Fine. I'll be as picturesque as possible. Are you screwing his brains out?"

" Maybe …" Caroline said, and strangely felt kind of proud of it. She was always the goody too shoes, as Kat called her, that did everything by the book, even sleeping with guys, only the ones she felt an actual connections with. She never let herself just shut that crazy brains of her for a second and make it purely physical. Until today …

" Omg, omg, omg … I knew it … Lexi said fat chance you'd actually do it, but I saw the two of you together this morning. You're like sizzling hot lava when around each other. I bet the sex is amazing …"

" You know I don't like to talk about it …"

" Noooo, but you have to … It's a rule. You know we don't go into details when it's about someone we actually care about, but when it's just about hot, meaningless sex then details, details, details …"

But Caroline remained shut.

" Wait … Wait, wait, wait … It is just about sex, right? Right Caroline? You're not actually falling for him. I mean the sex can cloud your judgment sometimes, if it's that mind blowing. Been there, remember my Damon Salvatore phase? Wow, that was rough, and stupid. But what I'm trying to say is … You can't mix sex with emotions … And you can't possibly fall for a guy like Klaus."

" Ok, first of all, hold your horses missy, nobody is falling for anyone here. Thank you for your concern, but I can take care of myself, ok? I won't let the Tyler thing repeat itself; I've learned my lesson, the hard way thank you very much."

" Ok, ok … My bad girlfriend, maybe I stepped the line a bit, of course you can take care of yourself you're Caroline fucking Forbes, the perfect girl … And what was the other thing?"

" The other thing being … And please don't jump at me right away … That maybe Klaus deserves a second chance. Not romantically of course, I don't plan to have his babies and grow old together knitting sweaters on a porch while watching the Sunset … But, a second chance, let's call it a benefit of a doubt, that he's not the worst human being, the biggest slime ball on the face of the Earth, anymore. Something like a truce … Since we're stuck in this messed up situation together, I don't feel like we have to be enemies anymore."

" So, what, you want to be friends?"

" I don't know … I haven't found a label for us yet. And is it really necessary to have one? I just don't want to waste my energy on hating him … I think that I'm finally ready to let go of the past and move towards my future, the one I'm going to build for myself."

Katherine suddenly hugged her.

" Thank God silly. You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that, after that douche bag cheated on you with that busty bimbo … This is a great step, a great decision. Just promise you'll be careful around Klaus? He's a charming bastard, remember? Don't be sweet talked into his web again. Let this be a second chance for you doll. No one else but you …"

" I promise Kat."

" Pinkie promise?"

Caroline gave Kat her finger. "Pinkie promise. This is MY second chance."

Suddenly Caroline heard the front door open and shut, her hubby was home. A sudden rush of something went through her … Expecting something … Longing for something … A do over maybe? No, they needed to talk, not go straight into, well, each other. But it was hard to focus her brain on words when it was sending her inappropriate images of the two of them. His perfect naked body entering her, filling her with his thickness, touching her core, making her bite her lips not to scream in pleasure. No … Talk … Talk is good … Sex is bad … So bad that it's good … No … Her brain was horrible today …

She finally left Katherine to sunbathe some more, and went towards Klaus's bedroom. She knocked on his door.

"Whoever it is, go away, I'm not in the mood." she heard a growl come from the other side of the door, but that didn't stop her.

"Well too bad, because I am. We need to talk." Caroline stepped inside and closed the door. He was just staring at her with that dangerous look of his, except it wasn't dangerous at all, it was hot and fiery and it was making her all hot and fiery as well, in all the right places.

" Oh really? You're in the mood? Why didn't you say so?" he walked passed her and locked the bedroom door.

" Klaus … I didn't meat it like that. I'm in the mood for talking. "

" Take off your clothes."

" What? You're being ridiculous."

" Don't make me ask twice missy." his little threat turned her on so badly. The sound of his sexy ass voice, his sexy menace, send a frenzy of desire rushing through her. She came here to talk but … Why? Why would she deny herself something she knew she wanted? The old Caroline would do that, she'd think of a million reasons why this was wrong and bad and shouldn't happen. The second chance Caroline? She just loved how uncomplicated this could be. He just wanted to get laid, and at this point, it was all she cared about too. Her head was finally screwed on straight to enjoy every illicit moment that was to come.

So she pulled her top over her head, and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Knock yourself out stud."

He looked at her from top to bottom, taking everything in, enjoying himself tremendously. The way he looked at her filled her with pleasure, she loved feeling wanted, never mind that she was just a convenience to him at the moment.

"This time I want the bed. I want to see, touch and taste every little part of you."

He had a way with words; she had to give him credit for that. No one man ever almost made her dissolve in the middle of the room from just saying things to her, but he did … He was so damn good at it. And in other things too. When he grabbed her and pressed his lips to hers it felt dissolving and shattering at the same time. His lips were demanding and hard, but still gentle and sweet. She loved how he never pushed himself on her, but let their tongues find a tempo of their own. Suddenly he picked her up and carried her to the bed without breaking the kiss, like she was feather, and let me tell you, when a men can grab you and carry you around without breaking a sweat, now, that's hot. This time there was no time for the slow burn, no torture and no striptease. They both wanted it; they both wanted each other with an urgency she never felt before. They threw aside their clothes, him sliding her panties of her legs while applying hot kissed to her tender skin making her goose bump all over, and her sliding of his boxers playing with his pride and joy, kissing the top of it, making him growl in pleasure. He explored every inch of her this time. Opening her legs, touching her in ways she didn't even know a woman could be touched. He teased and tortured her, but she did the same … She tortured and tormented him in return as well. Almost lowering herself onto him, and then stopping in the last second, rubbing her folds with his penis. But he didn't rush her. He let her play her game. Before he flipped her on the bed and steadied her hands with his, keeping them in place while he did as he promised. Using his fingers, his mouth, his sex … He found a delicate spot on her back and tortured her until she couldn't take it anymore, and when he put a finger, and then two, inside of her and started twirling them, she finally cave in. She floated around the room … But she still felt when he entered her and filled her in completely. He took her into his lamp and positioned her so she could be on top. She took advantage of that and set a tempo to their little rodeo. First it was slow … So she could feel every trust …

"God, you're so tight … So perfect …" he whispered into her ear while nibbling on her earlobe.

" And you're so hard. I love you inside of me. You feel so good." Caroline was never too verbal in bed, Tyler didn't like that, and she always wanted to please Tyler, but this time, it was about pleasing herself.

" Oh shit, I love when you talk dirty Care bear. I love this angel turn devil thing your doing."

"You ain't seen nothing yet." she said confidently and started riding him harder and faster. Until the final cataclysmic explosion took them both away.

After the little afternoon role in the sheets they just lied next to each other trying to catch their breath.

" Oh … well … I'm sure it will be better next time." Caroline was teasing him.

He rolled over on his back, his skin as damp as hers, his mouth curling into a lazy after sex smile.

" Let's face it Caroline Forbes. You're only that perfect smart-ass goody too shoes on the inside. On the inside you're a real hound dog. A woman such as yourself … You're a lot for one man to handle."

She just lied there, staring at the wall, without a thought in her head … She felt … Relaxed … and happy … Yes, she felt happy.

" So, since you're too much to handle all at once, we should give this another go. Like right now … He started kissing her neck and she could feel him hardening again. Again? Wow, so the rumours about him really weren't exaggerations.

" Stop, stop, for a second. I need a time out, I need to breathe." she pushed him although she barely forced herself to do that.

" I meant what I said, that I needed to talk to you. I was thinking about it … And … I want to help … With the movie … With Meredith …"

Klaus looked at her suspiciously. "Why? Why would you do that? If it's about the sex thing … I want to make it clear I didn't want to sleep with you for you to help me, I wanted to sleep with you because I wanted to sleep with you."

" Omg, you're really paranoid. It has nothing to do with sex. You're not that good. Sorry pal, you're ok, but I had better. " Caroline lied to him, but he just looked at her not believing a word she said. Cocky son of a bitch.

"Not everything revolves around you. I didn't make this decision because of you, but because of me. I want to help. I think this film deserves a fair chance, and so do you."

"What are you saying? This isn't you falling in love with me, is it?"

She took a pillow and started choking him until he grabbed her and put her into a delicate position again, beneath him, beneath his naked body. This was really making it hard to form words, but she needed to focus. She looked straight into those gorgeous baby blue eyes and spoke as franly as she could.

" I don't want love. Love sucks. I actually like our relationship as it is. I just...don't want to hate you anymore. Don't laugh at me, but maybe we could be friends?"

He was starting to lower himself, and found one of her nibbles and started nibbling on it, it made her grab his hair and close her eyes in ecstasy.

"You mean this kind of friends' Fun friends?"

"Yes … Oh … Oh yes … I could learn to live with this …"

"Then sweetheart, let me show you how humbly I feel for getting this second chance. I am your loyal servant." he said to her, emphasising his British accent and started kissing her belly, lowering himself down her body …

She once more closed her eyes and, let herself drift away … This Caroline really loved second chances… so … to second chances … wherever they take us in the end …

First of all, omg, omg, omg, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR LOVELY REVIEWS AND FOR LIKING THE LAST CHAPTER SO MUCH, SO HAPPY I DIDN'T DISAPPOINT ;). Hope you'll bestow upon me the same honour and tell me your thoughts, when it comes to this one ...

I'll admit straight out, I don't think it's my best chapter, but there are parts of it that I am proud of, the talk with her father was really sweet in my opinion ... I'm starting to like this Caroline ;). It was about time our girl sorted out her life :p ... And I did like the ending, I already told you I usually suck at this scenes and haaate writing them, but I don't think this one was that bad, I'm actually semi-pleased with it ... You? I'd love to hear your honest thoughts ... still following this story? still liking it? still interested?

P.S. Stay tuned to see how exactly will Caroline try to help Klaus with the film and Meredith :p ... It will be a blast, I promise you that ;)