What's worse than having to go to the same wedding as your ex-husband? Being stranded on a desert island with him and no rescue in sight, but they'll both realise a few things they never knew about each other.

Stuck With You

A Desert Island in The Lesser Antilles – somewhere in the Caribbean Sea, off the coast of St Lucia

"Why did I believe you when you told me you had a license?" She growled, wiping the wet sand off without much luck given it was that thickly caked on her bare legs.

"I do," he muttered, trying to do the same thing with his feet. "It's not my fault the weather decided to change suddenly and the waves washed onto the yacht. It was just lucky we had that inflatable raft to bring us to shore before Jaws got us."

"I can't believe you're making man-eating shark jokes right now," she huffed. "You know I thought a qualified captain would have checked the forecast before we left, not to mention the broken radio."

"You know, Caroline," he groaned. "I really could do without your nagging. It's bad enough that I've been stuck in the middle of the Caribbean Sea with you for hours and had to listen to your incessant yammering, which, if you haven't noticed, is not helping the situation."

"I'll say and do as I please."

"Glad to see that being in a life threatening situation hasn't changed that charming personality of yours, love."

"I thought I told you not to call me that," she hissed trying to ignore the emotions his familiar endearment evoked, even though they'd been divorced for three years.

"Since when have I ever done anything you asked?" She rolled her eyes, thinking that his usual stubbornness hadn't abated in all that time.

"Yes, I shouldn't be surprised. Glad to see you're still just as mature as you were when we were married."

"You're going to lecture me on maturity, Miss 'give up when the going gets tough'," he shot back, earning an unamused glare for his effort. If looks could kill he'd probably be a pile of hot ash right now. "Look, it's getting dark and we need to find some shelter. So can we please shelve this redundant argument?"

The unpredictable weather had caused the yacht to sail miles of course and when it took on water Klaus made the decision to get them to the tiny island they'd spied in the distance. Wet, cold and bedraggled they made it to the sandy beach and had been arguing for at least twenty minutes, Caroline estimated.

In those twenty minutes the storm had passed and even though the clouds were still dark, she was glad it wasn't raining. She begrudgingly followed him into the bushland as darkness began to fall, hoping there was some form of shelter because no one was coming for them tonight.

12 months earlier….

If the text from her best friend hadn't told her he was engaged to be married, the subsequent Facebook, Twitter and Instagram posts from his excited fiancé would have. Rebekah always had been a sucker for social media. She was happy for them, after all Caroline was the reason they'd met and were going to be together for the rest of their lives.

At first she was dubious of their growing relationship because Enzo could be arrogant, smug, vain and a complete womanizer. Not that she'd have him any other way of course. They'd met in the sandpit at the tender age of eight when he knocked out another boy that threw sand in her face and made her cry and he'd been there for all the major milestones since. While Rebekah was beautiful, loyal and passionate she could also be demanding, bossy and conceited. Hardly what one would call a match made in heaven.

It was Enzo's birthday four years ago; Caroline had thrown him a surprise party as a dutiful best friend should do. Her sister-in-law Rebekah was in town and had accompanied her and Klaus to Enzo's party. It was obvious the spark was there but it would take another year of arguing and flirting across the pond to make things official.

Once they did, everything went into full planning mode and Caroline found herself chief bridesmaid. Enzo had insisted she be best man but traditionalist Rebekah had other plans. The only problem with this little arrangement was having to pair with her ex-husband. They'd kept their distance quite successfully but she knew she couldn't avoid Klaus much longer.

They'd met ten years earlier at university and although they did fight incessantly they also made up incessantly. A tumultuous fling had led to a full blown relationship and Caroline fell head over heels in love with Klaus Mikaelson along with his blue eyes, crimson lips and mesmerizing dimples. They were married seven years earlier, but their beautiful and promising start hadn't continued in the way they'd hoped. Their strong personalities had clashed and even though Caroline was heartbroken she knew it was for the best.

Fast forward a year and many Bridezilla moments and they all landed in St Lucia which was particularly stunning this time of the year. Caroline had to give it to Rebekah for choosing such a picturesque wedding location. Although, given she'd been planning her nuptials since she was born it was hardly surprising.

After avoiding Klaus during the painful marriage process she'd been excited to learn that her bestie had planned a luxurious cruise for her. What Caroline hadn't expected was one with her ex-husband at the helm. Straight away she knew this was a set up, but by the time they were sailing she'd demanded he take one side of the boat while she took the other. If there was something she deserved it was some peace and quiet. And now here they were stranded together, she was just hoping they didn't kill each other during the night…

Present Day

They collected firewood and palm leaves methodically, keeping their interactions to a minimum knowing that they were much more productive when they didn't speak. Caroline was trying to ignore how his see through white shirt clung to his body, while his shorts did the same. It was a body she knew all too well, even though she was trying to forget it.

She busied herself, gathering elements for the fire and trying to ignore his presence, although it was difficult. She began to put the fire together concentrating on the job at hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Excuse me?"

"I never knew you had skills in the great outdoors," he baulked surprisingly, watching as she watched intensely over her work.

"Well you never asked, Klaus," she huffed impatiently, putting it all together and concentrating on her goal which was some warmth for them. It was definitely something she needed given the drop in temperature after the sun had set. The flame ignited surprising both of them at once and Caroline reacted making sure it didn't extinguish and added more materials to the fire. "I was a Girl Scout."

"You never told me you were a Girl Scout."

"Well, again you never asked," she drawled.

"I can't believe we were together all that time and I had no idea," he murmured, gazing into her eyes.

To Be Continued, if you want : )