25 Days of Klaroline: Day 2, Season 4
Holding out for a Hero
This is a different take on Season 4 episode 22, instead of Rebekah finding Caroline cutting herself, Klaus does. I really enjoyed the original with Rebekah slapping Caroline and her calling Rebekah a bitch, but I'd much prefer Klaus to the rescue.
Klaus watched the scenery flash past the car window as he raced to Mystic Falls. He'd become aware from his sources that the veil was down and the town had descended into chaos. He'd been gone not five minutes and all hell had broken lose, literally.
Even though he was invincible, Klaus knew there'd be an angry group of hybrids waiting to exact their ghostly revenge. Facing them and whoever else he killed in the past wasn't high on his list of priorities, but she certainly was.
Klaus knew the witches would go after Caroline and his protective streak emerged with a vengeance. Yes, he'd supposedly left her behind when he went to New Orleans, but Klaus couldn't just turn off his feelings. Although she was miles away in distance, she was never far from his thoughts or his heart for that matter.
The main street was shrouded in darkness and Klaus immediately feared the worst. How was he going to find her like this? He parked the car and ventured across the street, his hands firmly placed in his pockets to ward off the winter chill.
The Mystic Grill, like every building, was dark but as he approached he could make out a flickering light emanating from within. He approached, placing his ear to the door to check if he could hear any familiar voices. A low male groan could be detected and he pushed open the door slowly looking across the room, the only light coming from the open fireplace.
The quarterback was on the ground, glass protruding from his upper body. He walked over determined to find out Caroline's whereabouts, the human's wellbeing didn't seem to rate too highly on his list at the moment.
He continued to release low guttural groans and Klaus inspected the damage. Someone certainly had a field day with Matt Donovan.
"Are you taking turns or something?" Matt groaned peeling open one eye, then following it with the other.
"I think you're delirious mate," Klaus replied.
"Well first your brother nearly killed me and then you show up. You'll have to excuse me for assuming you'd come to finish the job."
"I'm assuming you mean Kol, because Finn lacks that particular psychotic streak."
"Yes, and he's on the warpath."
"It's been too long," Klaus smiled broadly thinking how much he missed Kol. "We have a lot to catch up on."
"Funnily enough your little family reunion isn't that important to me right now," he groaned again attempting to remove the shards of glass heavily embedded in his shoulder.
"Where's Caroline?" Klaus asked thinking they'd wasted enough time on mindless chatter as it was.
"Do you really think I'd tell you?" Matt wheezed in pain. "I'm pretty much dead so there's not much more you can do to me."
"True," Klaus replied shrugging his shoulders bending down and beginning to pull out the glass, piece by piece. Matt howled in agony, his breathing shallow and ragged.
"What are you doing?"
"I figure if I pull everything out then that will only prolong the pain, because you're going to bleed out anyway." Klaus knew he was saving Matt because Caroline would never forgive him if he didn't. Although Klaus would never admit that, he had a villainous reputation to protect after all.
"Niklaus!"
"Darling sister," Klaus grinned turning around to face him. "Long time no see."
"Enough with the fake pleasantries," she drawled hands on hips. "Matt's not a toy you can play with."
"Well when people don't tell me what I want to know I tend to get cagey," he huffed. "Where is Caroline?"
"I should have known," Rebekah said. "Everything revolves around bloody Caroline, I doubt you'd come all the way back from New Orleans to save me."
"Except that you can't be killed Rebekah, for once it's not all about you."
"Charming brother," she whined. Klaus had long stopped listening to her incessant yammering, his ears picking up a faint sound from the kitchen. He walked away determined to find its origin. "Where are you going?"
"I'm hungry," he joked striding towards the kitchen. It was only when he rounded the corner the sound increased and he was faced with Caroline hunched up against a shelf. She looked so beautifully vulnerable, and all he wanted to do was bundle her in his arms and never let go.
His eyes flew to her wrists which were oozing with blood from the razor blade she was digging into her skin at a rapid rate. Within an instant he was by her side, attempting to wrestle the blade from her hand.
"What are you doing Caroline?" He asked, desperate for an explanation as to why she was hurting herself.
"I need to cut myself," she murmured attempting to pull it back from him. Klaus would recognise that trance anywhere given he'd fallen victim to it once. It seemed only fitting that after she pulled him back from the brink that it was his turn to return the favour.
"Silas," he spat, thinking how this psycho would stop at nothing. The fact he was using poor Caroline as collateral damage meant that he'd crossed the wrong hybrid. He would pay, that much Klaus knew.
"I need to keep cutting," she repeated like a mantra.
"No you don't," he soothed placing his arm around her and pulling her towards him to try and distract her. "I go away for a few days and you're already in trouble. You need to stop scaring me like this Caroline."
She looked at him completely lost, her sad eyes gazing deeply into his. Klaus felt everything inside him stir wishing he could just close the small gap between them and taste her supple lips. That was all he'd ever wanted, but Klaus would never take advantage of Caroline in this state, he loved her too much.
"I have to cut," she repeated finally tearing away her gaze. Klaus felt her arm stretch out in an obvious attempt to take back the blade, in the meantime brushing slowly across his burgeoning arousal.
"You don't love," he shivered trying to ignore the raw desire coursing through his body. "I will not let you cut off your hands, even though I'd love you with or without them." Klaus shook his head thinking that comment wasn't going to sell his argument, even if it was true.
"You love me?" She asked, an unexpected smile tugging at her lips.
"It's hardly a secret," he muttered.
"Why do you love me" Immediately he was suspicious of her sudden change in behaviour, knowing it was no doubt a ploy to distract him from the blade. The Caroline he knew would never entertain his feelings, as much as it pained him to admit.
"Why does that matter?" He asked against his better judgment.
"I want to know," she grinned leaning her head on his shoulder and gazing up at him with her beautiful blue eyes.
Klaus knew the feelings he'd tried to contain were in danger of spilling free but at least she was talking about something other than cutting herself. Distraction worked for him; maybe it would with her too.
"Well you're beautiful for starters," he acknowledged running his hands gently through her blonde waves. "You're strong, smart, caring and I'm never left wondering what you think," he chuckled. "You have the type of personality that lights up a room and everyone in it. Most of all you're good and god knows I need all the goodness I can get in my life."
"Why don't you kiss me then?" She murmured leaning in closer, the smell of vanilla and strawberries filling his nostrils and making him slightly dizzy.
"Because when I finally kiss you Caroline, I want to kiss the real you," he murmured, thinking how unfair this whole situation was.
"It is me," she whispered, pressing her smooth lips to his. Klaus was immediately caught off guard, knowing he needed to pull back but unable to stop himself.
She deepened the kiss, running her tongue along his lips then delving it deep into his hot and waiting mouth. She tasted like mint and Klaus couldn't get enough. He was losing himself with every stroke and wasn't sure how he was going to ever stop. Kissing her was like everything he'd imagined and so much more.
He finally rallied, focusing on his revenge for Silas and pulled back reluctantly increasing the distance between them, scared of what he might do. She looked at him seriously, an expression of what seemed like rejection for a minute. He watched as her face suddenly became clouded in confusion.
"What am I doing here?" She asked, obviously bewildered. Klaus was secretly disappointed that she couldn't recall what just transpired.
"Well Silas put you in a trance and left you here cutting your wrists," he motioned towards her arms that were gradually healing as he spoke.
"I'm really starting to get annoyed with this guy," she growled unappreciatively. "First impersonating my friends and now putting disturbing spells on me."
"Did he impersonate anyone I know?" She blushed immediately, her creamy skin turning a cute shade of pink. Klaus felt himself smile knowing there was a lot more to this.
"You may have made an appearance," she stuttered.
"What did I say?" He asked curiously.
"Oh nothing important," she said dismissively. Klaus really wished he'd been there now. "Threatening to kill me was probably the lowest point."
"I'd never hurt you," he murmured, upset she believed that he would.
"Oh trust me as soon as he did, I knew it wasn't you," she clarified making him feel instantly better.
"Good," he replied simply. "You know I'll always be there when you're in trouble, even if I do live miles away now."
"Like now?" She asked a coy smile on her face.
"Like now," he repeated, returning her smile.
"So what exactly did I say in my Silas-induced state?"
"Nothing important," he lied, wishing he could tell her what happened Although Klaus knew Caroline would be embarrassed and he wanted to spare her that. Plus he wouldn't want her to think he took advantage of her, even if Klaus thought he'd behaved like the perfect gentleman under the circumstances.
"Come on, what did I do?" He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
"We didn't, well you know?"
"I couldn't possibly know what you're talking about love," he teased, watching her tell-tale blush return.
"Here you are," his sister's annoying voice pierced the air. He rolled his eyes thinking how she always had the worst timing. "I see you found Caroline."
"You came looking just for me?" She asked meekly.
"I told you I'd always save you," he murmured.
"Oh please, spare me the mush," she groaned. "Matt is all stitched up and we need to go and find Kol before he leaves a pile of bodies in his wake, not to mention the rest of the other side."
"So I've been in a trance and all that happened?" She asked incredulously. "Only in Mystic Falls."