Hi! Can I just say school blows? As a reader myself, I know how much it sucks to have to wait for updates. With that being said, I don't plan on ever making you guys wait more than a week for an update, but school and work have my schedule pretty full. I hope ya'll are still interested in the story and I hope you like this chapter! See you at the bottom!

The next morning at work, things were different to say the least. It seemed as through Klaus was now going out of his way to see Caroline. It wasn't just at lunch now that she saw him- it was in the elevator in the morning, walking down the hall to the copy room, in the meeting Finn had called on Monday, and in the elevator at the end of the day. The meeting had probably been the awkwardest encounter they'd had since meeting. Not only did he decide to sit right beside her, but he had taken the liberty of moving his chair as close to hers as possible- he might as well have been sitting on her lap. And to make things even worse, about halfway through Finn's presentation, she felt a strong, calloused hand make home on her knee. She'd practically jumped out of her seat, earning a few side glances from her coworkers and a sly smirk from Klaus. After gaining her composure, she glanced over and saw Lexi and Rebekah giving her identical, knowing looks.

Shut up, she mouthed. They both rolled their eyes, smiled at each other, and continued listening to Finn.

Caroline reached under the table and pushed his hand away, only for him to put it right back. She let out a huff of breath and tried to continue listening to Finn.

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Klaus was currently sitting in front of Finn's desk, sweating up a storm. He had just handed in his latest assignment and Finn had decided to read it right in front front of him. Klaus knew he only had a few chances left before Finn didn't have any other choice but to fire him. Even if that happened, Klaus couldn't blame or resent Finn for firing him. He had been nothing but honest and fair with Klaus and only wanted to see him succeed. But if Klaus was being completely honest with himself, being let go would be more of a relief. He wouldn't have feel like he was pretending to be something he's not. He knew he wasn't a writer, he knew that. But after Mikael had completely ruined his art career, he had needed a job and Finn was right there to help him.

Finn finished reading, set the paper down, and looked at Klaus with his hands clasped together. He continued to stare at him until Klaus was sure he was going to throw up. That was until Finn smiled.

"This is perfect, Niklaus. This is, without a doubt, your best work yet. This..," he held up the paper "..is a front page story."

Klaus waited for him to laugh and say he was kidding or for him to wake up and simply be dreaming. When neither of those things happened, Klaus couldn't help but jump up, run around the desk, and hug Finn around the neck.

Breaking apart, Finn said proudly "whatever you're doing, keep doing it. I love Kol, but if his head gets any bigger with these front page stories, we'll all be in trouble. Get this down to layout for tomorrow's morning addition. I'm, uh, very proud of you, Niklaus. Not only with assignment, but with everything. Your life hasn't been the least bit easy, but you've managed to get past all of it. We were all starting to wonder if maybe you'd finally succumb to your troubles, but as always, you've managed to surprise us."

Finn was never one to share his feelings, so to hear him say this meant alot to Klaus. "Thank you, Finn. Thank you." was all Klaus could say, but he meant it in more ways than one. They shared a knowing look before Klaus headed towards layout, feeling like a five year old on Christmas morning. He entered the lifestyle department and was about to round corner when he smacked into someone, fell to the floor, and saw papers skewen everywhere.

"SERIOUSLY?"

Klaus looked up and saw Caroline on the other end of papers, her blouse almost completely soaked through with coffee.

"Caroline, oh my goodness. I am so sorry. I didn't even see you."

"Yeah, well, now you do. God, I'm filthy! And I still have four more hours of work left. What the hell am I suppo-what are you doing? Klaus, where are we going?"

Klaus had grabbed her hand and was leading her towards the locker room. It was supposed to be used for keeping personal items, but was mostly used for the occasional smoking break. Employees weren't supposed to keep personal belongings in their desks, however Finn had never enforced that rule. Klaus used his locker as a second closet. Whether it be the occasional spill or the walk of shame, he liked having clothes here in case of emergencies. And he definitely classified this as an emergency.

"Klaus, what are we doing in here? I have to get these papers to the copy room! Rebekah is going to kill me if they're late! Klaus, answer me, damn it!"

Turning toward her, held out a white button-up shirt, similar to the one he was currently wearing.

"What the hell is that?"

Rolling his eyes, Klaus said sarcastically "I know you're blonde and all, Caroline, but this is a dry shirt. Considering, your current state, I figured you would be just a tad more grateful. See, you unbutton it, put your arms through each sleeve, though not at the same time, that could be quite compl-."

"I know how a shirt works, thank you!" she said very clearly irritated at his mocking her. "But I'm not about to put it on with you standing there, staring at me."

Klaus then noticed what the coffee had done to her shirt. The contrast between the brown liquid and her blue shirt was making it almost completely see through. He could distinctly make out the lace of her black bra and the swell of her breasts from underneath it.

Caroline was caught of guard by how quickly the atmosphere in the room had changed; she was even more surprised by the lustful look that was clouding Klaus' eyes right now. It was only when she saw what he was staring at that she realized she was essentially flashing him. Every instinct in her body was telling her to grab his shirt and run, but every nerve ending in her body was on fire and wanted nothing more than for her to stay right where she was.

"I sh-should go change and, um, g-get back to work."

"Yes, you should."

But instead of moving apart, they both moved slightly closer until their shoes were touching. Klaus then dropped the shirt and brought his hands up to cup her face. He looked at her and waited for her to pull away or give him some indication she didn't want this just as much as he did.

Had he not been such a damn gentleman, Caroline would be having the hottest makeout session of her life right now. But that one second he gave her to think about what she was doing was more than enough time for her to break out of his spell and come back to reality. No, she couldn't do this. She grabbed his hands and slowly pulled them away from her face. Her eyes conveyed how extremely sorry she was, but that she couldn't do it. She didn't deserve him. He deserved someone who could give him a life and someone with no complications. She picked up his shirt from the floor and headed towards the bathroom.

Klaus, on the other hand, was rooted in place, unable to move. What the hell just happened? He thought for sure he was going to finally get to kiss her- something he'd been dreaming of since that first day in the elevator. Any other girl would have jumped him right then and there, no questions asked. But with Caroline, it wasn't just about the kiss; this was about a relationship with him as a whole. It was like she was scared to death of him, but at the same time, completely infatuated. What was the story behind the blonde beauty? What had her so damn scared?

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"Ric, why don't you just ask her out? I mean, if you don't, I just might have to."

Alaric Saltzman was currently getting grilled by his team for not asking out Jenna Sommers, the new M.E. that had just been hired. Before he could come back with a remark about what Harper had just said, Ric's partner, Jeremy, came running into the room.

"Ric, you need to see something." Jeremy was rarely ever serious about anything, so imagine his surprise when he saw Jeremy white as a ghost. and serious as a heart attack.

"'Scuse me, fellas" Ric said while getting up and following Jeremy out into the hallway. "What's wrong, Jer? You look like you're about to puke."

"We just got a fax from the Eastern State Hospital in Washington. One of their patients escaped yesterday."

And like that, Alaric's entire demeanor changed. His breathing stopped, his heart dropped to his stomach, and he became just as pale as Jeremy. He didn't want to ask and he knew he didn't need. Only one escapee could make Jeremy act like this. But he had to be sure. Slowly and hesitantly, he asked "Who, Jeremy?"

"Ric-"

"Who was it, Jeremy? Who escaped?"

With a defeated sigh, Jeremy looked at Ric, a single tear falling down his cheek, and said "it's him, Ric. Logan Fell has escaped."

DUN-DUN-DUN. So, he's officially out and wreaking havoc on Caroline's life again. I do have a question for ya'll though: do you think Klaus and Caroline's relationship is moving too fast? It might just be because I already know what's going to happen, but just let me know. Also, I know earlier, it said I had updated, but there was no new chapter..that was my bad. But here it is, so have no fear! I hope ya'll like it and let me know what you think! xoxo