Hi, guys! School got in the way, so I wasn't able to update like I had been, but I'm here now! This chapter is a pretty big in regards to learning about Caroline's past. I know in the reviews, a few of you were guessing it was Tyler in the cell….guess you'll have to read to find out if you were right. See you at the bottom!

He watched as the guard slipped the tray of food through the small opening of his cell. Same as everyday: a piece of spam, mashed potatoes, green beans, and macaroni and cheese. Only today, there was one thing that was different: the small amount of methamphetamine that was crushed into the mashed potatoes. Connor had been putting small amounts in his food over the past few weeks. Not enough to kill him, but enough to cause a seizure. The plan was simple: eat the potatoes, have the seizure, get transferred to the local hospital, where Connor would be waiting for him. It was foolproof, but the slightest detour and it was all over. Grabbing his fork, he began eating, somewhat nervous that maybe Connor had put too much or too little , but that nervousness was gone as soon as he swallowed his first bite. It began in his hand and the numbness slowly spread throughout his body. He vaguely heard the guard call for help before he passed out. I'll see you soon, Caroline was his last thought before he blacked out.

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It had been a little over a month since Caroline had started and she was currently loving every second of her new job.

"Elena, it's everything I've ever dreamed of. Everyone is so friendly and helpful. I get to help people overcome their problems on a daily basis and the head of the Lifestyle section is amazing. She's actually my boss' sister."

Rebekah was basically an exact copy of Caroline: blonde, spunky, and extremely serious about her job. She had been nervous about meeting her superior, but Rebekah was like the older she always wanted. She had also met Finn and Rebekah's other siblings, Elijah and Kol. Elijah was head of the Business department and so much like Finn, it was uncanny. Kol, on the hand, was a handful. He came on to every girl on the newspaper, despite only being an intern. And Caroline had been no exception. She'd shot him down the first time they'd met, but he was persistent and hadn't left her alone since.

"That's great, Care. I'm so happy for you. Speaking of Mikaelson's, where has Klaus been lately?" Elena said suggestively. Crap. She knew she shouldn't have told Elena about him.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't seen him since my first day." Okay, that wasn't entirely true. She had seen him, but only from a distance. Almost everyday, at exactly noon, Klaus would come to her department and have lunch with Rebekah. While Caroline had tried her hardest to ignore him, she would steal a glance every now and then, and every time she did, she would catch him staring at her and she would immediately look down.

"Well, what are you waiting for? The way you talked about him made it seem like you two were soul mates. Talk to him, make a move, do something!"

Rolling her eyes, Caroline said "Elena, no. Okay, he's wealthy, good-looking, and extremely charming. I'm sure he has a little black book stashed away somewhere with a hundred names in it and I don't plan on becoming one-hundred and one. Even if I did make a move, it would be pointless because I couldn't trust him. A relationship won't last without trust."

"Caroline, this isn't about trust and you know it. I'm not saying trust isn't important or anything, but that's not what you're worried about. You're scared it's gonna happen again."

She almost dropped her phone after Elena said that. It had become an unspoken rule that they would never talk about what happened five years ago, Knowing she would regret it, she took the bait. "Elena, he's still out there."

"Yes, locked up in a cell, twenty-three hundred miles away. He's not getting out this time."

"You don't know that, okay?" Caroline spat out. "He did it once, he can do it again. And last time he did, I lost my best friend and the only man I ever loved, and so did you. Okay, they are dead because of me. Bonnie, Matt, and Tyler were murdered because of me. I'm not about to put another man in danger over a handshake and a few stolen glances."

Elena became silent on the other end until she knew for sure Caroline was done ranting. "Do you remember what you told me the day after your parent's funeral?" When Caroline didn't answer, Elena continued. "You said 'life sucks sometimes. All we can do is pick up the pieces, move one, and live our lives.' What happened to that girl?"

"She grew up, She realized that life wasn't a fairytale. It was real and she finally faced her reality. This is my reality, Elena. Call me a coward, call me scared, but in the end, Klaus will be alive and that's all that matters."

Knowing she was fighting a losing battle, Elena said bitterly "I can't make you do anything you don't want to, Caroline. But if you keeping going on like this, you're gonna end up dead. Whether it's by Logan or yourself."

She hung up before Caroline could say anything, which didn't matter because Caroline was speechless. She hadn't heard his name spoken aloud since the second time he was caught. That was mainly because everyone was afraid to say it in front of her. Not Elena, though. She had always been a blunt, upfront, tell-it-like-it-is kind of person. But she had taken it to a whole other level tonight.

Realizing she was still holding the phone, Caroline quickly hung it up. She leaned against the counter, her head still spinning from hearing his name. What broke her out of her daze was the sound of her stomach growling and she realized she hadn't eaten since lunch. Grabbing her purse, she headed for the little diner down the street. Caroline might not live in the nicest apartment, but this diner was a Godsend. The food was out of this world, the people always welcome, and it was only two blocks from her apartment. She walked in and a smile was immediately put on her face.

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After finishing her dinner and saying goodbye to everyone, she walked out and it was then she noticed it was pouring rain outside. And her umbrella was currently hanging up in her hall closet. However, instead of trying to run back to her apartment or wait inside the diner for the storm pass, Caroline started walking. Despite being from Virginia, Caroline was the farthest thing from a southern belle. But one southern tradition she did enjoy was the occasional rain walk. There was something about walking in the rain that made the entire world disappear, even if only for a little while. She was halfway from her apartment when she heard the honking of a horn and saw a car pull up beside her. She figured it was just some perv wanting to give her a hard time, but then she heard the voice of the driver.

"Would you care to explain why you're walking in the middle of the pouring rain?"

She prayed she was dreaming, or that it was anyone but Klaus speaking to her right now. Consider herself disappointed when realized it wasn't. Staring at him, she answered sarcastically "not really" and continued walking.

Sighing and shaking his head, Klaus said "WILL you explain to me why you are walking in the pouring rain?"

Again, Caroline repeated "not really", this time with a slight smirk. She knew she was beginning to infuriate him by the death glare she was currently receiving from him.

Exasperated, Klaus said "Are you always this stubborn? And if you answer with ' not really', I will-"

"You'll what?" Caroline said, finally stopping, daring him to finish his threat.

He had meant to make a joke out of his statement, but Caroline was apparently not in a joking mood. Not wanting to start a fight with her, Klaus ignored her question. "Get in the car, Caroline."

"My apartment is right around the corner, I'm fine."

"Caroline." He was staring at her like he knew she wanted to get in the car. And if she was being honest with herself, she did. But getting in the car with him would lead him to believe that they had a chance, and she wasn't going to string him along.

Turning to start walking again, Caroline said "I'm fine, Klaus. Thank you for the offer, but I'm fine. Now, go home."

And with that, she started walking home once again. But the sound of a car door opening and closing had her turning around again, just in time to see Klaus jump on to the sidewalk.

"What the hell are you doing? You're getting soaked!"

"I could say the same about you. I can't have you walking home by yourself this late at night. You never know who or what could be lurking out in the darkness."

Actually, she did, but she wasn't going to let him know that. "Klaus, I'm perfectly-"

"Fine? Yes you've told me three times already. Now, we can either start walking or continue to get drenched" he said matter-of-factly.

Caroline stared at him to see if he was serious and after realizing he was, she rolled her eyes and nodded in the direction of her apartment building.

The walk was relatively quiet, which left Caroline extremely surprised. Klaus was known for a lot of things,but being quiet wasn't one of them. She normally wouldn't allow people to know where she lived, especially a man, but Klaus insisted on seeing her all the way up to her apartment door.

"Home sweet home" Caroline joked as she fumbled with her keys. She always joked around when she was nervous. Klaus simply smiled and stared at her in wonderment. "Um, th-thank you for, um, walking m-me home. It was unnecessary, but th-thank you." Klaus continued to stare. Caroline, beginning to fall under the effects of his stare said, more of a question than a statement, "I guess I'll, um, s-see you at work?" It seemed like was getting some sick entertainment out of watching her squirm, but before she could accuse him of such, he moved toward her, their noses completely touching.

He stared at her for a second longer, as if searching for some hidden truth behind her eyes. Caroline was frozen in place, unable to move or say anything. Two inches. That's all it would take for her to reach up and press her lips to his. But he began to speak before she could indulge in her little fantasy.

"I'm going to figure you out, Caroline Forbes. Whether it takes a month or a year, I will do it. Even if it's the last thing I do."

And with that, he walked past her and out of the building. Caroline let out a breath she didn't even realize she had been holding. This had been exactly what she had wanted to avoid when she moved to Chicago: attachment. Caroline had become skilled in keeping a distance from anyone who she could potentially care for. Elena had been the only exception, but was different. She had had a front row seat to Caroline's hardest time and had refused to leave Caroline alone. Caroline had even kept her distance from Ric, just to make sure. What was making Klaus so different? No matter how hard she tried, he always managed to reel her back in with only a quick glance and a few smooth words. They knew nothing about each other, so what made him think there was anything to figure out? What made him want to figure it out? But more importantly, what was making Caroline so eager for him to figure it out?

So, it obviously isn't Tyler, but Logan Fell. I drew the inspiration for him to be the killer from his and Caroline's scene in season one when he knocks her out. I hope you guys like the idea of him being the killer! Let me know! xoxo