AN: I don't own this, please don't sue me :)

I loved the scene in 3x20. It conveyed Klaus is age, he is one of the oldest beings on earth. If he wants something he will wait for it. He has all the time in the world. I love feed back so please review.

Mark My Words

I pounded back the shot. My fifth in the last hour.

Tyler left. Or maybe I left him. It is all becoming very fuzzy at this point.

I was sitting alone in Loft 87, a new and upcoming restaurant in Chicago. I had been waiting for Tyler for over an hour. The other people in the restaurant were starting to glance over at me with pity. Thinking I was nothing more than a poor pathetic girl that was too stupid to realize she had been stood up.

"What the HELL is this" Tyler yelled as walked over to the table. He threw my box at me. Spilling the contents all over the table.

"Keep your voice down" I whispered fiercely my face burning in embarrassment.

"Are you sleeping with him?" Tyler asked, disregarding my request.

"What are you talking about? No"

The guests that were looking at me with pity a moment before; were now looking at me as if I had the scarlet letter branded on my forehead. I busied myself by trying to gather all the things and put them in the box.

"Don't play stupid, Caroline. Why else would you have this stuff. Are you sleeping with Klaus?"

"No! Now stop it."

Tyler growled at me and leaned over the table. For a moment I was actually scared he was going to attack me. He moved into say something but his hand knocked over the bottle of red wine all over the table. Ruining my drawings.

"Now look what you did!" I yelled at him while drying desperately to dry the papers. I was almost crying at this point. They were ruined. They were gone.

Tyler froze. Watching me fumble around with napkins trying to clean up his mess.

"You know what? I am done with this. I won't bow down to can go crawling to him on your hands and knees for all I care. "

"Go to hell Tyler."

He started walking away. "I am done with you."

"Fine!" I yelled. No longer caring that we were in a restaurant.

"Good"

That was five days ago. And I haven't seen Tyler since.

I had managed to avoid thinking about him by keeping busy. I broke my lease, I quit my part-time job at the youth hostile (it seemed like a good place to figure out where I should travel too next) and I packed.

As of tomorrow it will be as if I had never been in the windy city.

That is how I ended up here. Listening to ear splitting karaoke at 3 am in an half empty bar. My box sat on the counter taunting me. It was all ruined.

The bartender comes up to me and trying to convince me that it was time to catch a cab. I compelled him to give me a bottle of scotch and leave me alone.

I had to fight back tears as I realize how utterly stupid and foolish I am. A 25 year old girl dressed in sweats and an oversize t-shirt getting drunk in the middle of the night. Alone.

"Why so glum love?" I freeze and for a fleeting moment I think that he is here. Shock renders me speechless as a turn around.

Disappointment hits hard as I see baby faced brunette staring at me with devious smirk on his lips. I instantly dislike him. I keep my gaze on the bottom of my glass hoping that he would take a hint.

He reaches over to grab my bottle of scotch, pouring himself a drink. His body briefly brushing against mine. I grumble my annoyance. Apparently this one doesn't take refusal lightly as he sits in the stool next to me, as if we are old friends.

"Why don't you tell me whats wrong sweetheart?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Maybe I can make it better"

I scoff at his lame pick-up line and reach over to take my alcohol back. "Not interested."

He laugh and sips his drink. "Well I suppose you have had your fill of drama for the week."

I look at him and he smirks at my confusion "I mean, that was quite a show you and the pup put on. I wonder what my brother would make of it."

It takes me a minute and I gasp "Kol"

He flashes me a smile. "I am almost hurt that you didn't recognize me. Especially since you made such a lasting impression last time I saw you."

I ignore the way his eyes rake down my body. "What do you want?"

He ignores my question and takes another drink. "Then again, given the content of the argument you had with the wolf the other night; it would logical to assume that you preoccupied with another member of my family at the time."

"I don't know what you are taking about" I lie.

"So if I told you my brother was on his way to meet me here...?" Kol trails off and I tense at his words making him smirk again. I am drunk, not thinking clearly and am seriously considering slapping that look off his face.

"I wouldn't care." I lie again.

"Really?" He questions subtly hitting my box with his elbow and I know he can see right through me.

I gulp my drink down and stand up. Kol grabs my arm before I can step away. His grasp is light but firm. The alcohol hits hard now the room is shifting around.

"What do you want?" I ask for a third time.

"He isn't here love. You don't need to run away"

"I am not running. I just don't like you."

Kol might give off the impression of a spoiled teenager but his eyes give away his true age. And right now he was staring at me like I was an interesting insect that he could crush at any moment. I squirm under his scrutiny.

"I can see why he liked you"

My fuzzy brain takes a moment to process the past tense in his comment and my stomach falls. His grip tightens forcing me to look at him. Kol's eyes brighten as they lock with mine. "Why do you keep these things Caroline?"

I can feel his compulsion pushing at my mind. I should tell him that its no use, that I am on vervain, but I don't. Maybe it is the alcohol but I can't really see the harm in answering.

"I don't know. I just didn't want to forget."

His fingers rub circles on my wrist distracting me. "Forget what sweetheart?"

"What it felt like," seeing Kol's questioning gaze I continue "To come first. To be chosen first. Even it was by the Devil"

He genuinely laughs at that and I can't help but smile.

"Even the Devil was an angel once upon a time,"

I said nothing. What could I say to that?

I suddenly felt the overwhelming desire to cry."Everything is just so messed up. I don't know how to do this"

Kol has an unreadable expression on his face and I turned away from him embarrassed. I am not making sense and I don't think I can blame the alcohol any more. I can't even look him in the eye.

"It was nice running into you. Lets NOT do this again" He lets go of my arm as I pull away.

His voice stops me just before I reach the door. "Don't forget your box."

I don't turn around "Keep it. It doesn't matter anymore."