Klaus is a police officer working a shift on Halloween and Caroline just thinks he's just a random person dressed up as a cop and being a little drunk jumps on his back etc and he arrests her and she thinks it's all a joke until she realises it isn't a joke.
Thanks Rachel themikaelsoncupcake, what another awesome prompt! It's a little different but hope you like it still!
Also apologies to everyone who saw this had updated but couldn't find the chapter. Let's just say FF is not my friend at the moment for many reasons, grrr...
Back in the Saddle
Home - Portland, Oregon – 1 November, 10am
Her eyes fluttered open slowly, only to close again when the invading sunlight became too much to bear. Her tongue stuck dryly to the roof of her mouth and she was trying to ignore the crippling pain ripping through her head.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head," a far too cheerful voice for her liking, said.
"Not so loud or cheerful for that matter," she growled, finally peeling open one eye followed by the other. Caroline was always jealous of Katherine's ability to wake up refreshed and energetic, even after a big night.
To say the previous evening was a big night was an understatement. It was Halloween, so to be expected, but Caroline was getting too old for nights like these anymore.
"And here I thought you'd be more upbeat after last night?"
"Why would that be?" She groaned, finally sitting up and trying to ignore the head spins from her sudden movement.
"I don't know, a certain hot cop you took a liking to," she trailed off. Caroline grabbed a bottle of water and took a swig wracking her very sore brain for any kind of recollection.
"I think you had too much to drink last night, I don't remember any cop, Katherine."
"No, I think you had too many drinks," she shot back. "You couldn't keep your, uh, hands off him."
"I don't go out one night and miss my little Care Bear acting like a brazen hussy in public," Enzo whistled, walking into the room and jumping onto Caroline's bed on purpose, only making her more nauseous.
"Who said you could just invite yourself inside?" She asked, holding her pounding head.
"I'm part of the family, gorgeous."
"You don't live here," Katherine said, rolling her eyes.
"Well, you were the one who gave me your key that time I house sat…" he said holding up their spare key, which Katherine snatched away to avoid future ambushes. "Anyway stop changing the subject; I want to know what you got up to last night."
"I'm not sure she could answer that Enzo, she doesn't remember apparently," Katherine insisted.
"I'm telling you, if there was a guy I'd remember," she scoffed.
"Okay, think dark blonde hair, blue eyes and crimson lips.."
"Oh my god! Those dimples," she murmured, the realisation flooding over her, his gorgeous face flashing through her mind along with every embarrassing memory. What had she done?
District Bar – Pearl District - 31 October, 11:37pm
"These cocktails aren't very strong," Caroline boasted, attempting to retrieve her wayward straw with her tongue but failing miserably.
"Yes, because that ladylike display says otherwise," Bonnie joked. The girls had headed to the 1920s themed bar for a Halloween Party and although it was crowded their night had been fairly uneventful so far, which would explain her excessive alcohol consumption.
Never one to turn down the opportunity to dress up, Katherine was a very sexy Playboy Bunny in a black leotard and bunny ears complete with a white cotton tail. Bonnie was channeling school girl Britney Spears in a short tartan skirt and pigtails and Caroline had settled on a fitted leather cat woman costume. To say the threesome looked stunning was an understatement but unfortunately the male patrons weren't as impressive.
Caroline always hated Halloween, mainly because her high school sweetheart broke up with her on that day two years ago and as depressing as it sounded she'd never really moved past it. It didn't help that she'd been single ever since. Katherine and Bonnie were always trying to set her up but no one ever piqued her interest. The result? One drink tonight became multiple.
"He can frisk me anytime!" Katherine purred, gesturing to the front door. Caroline looked over, her breath hitching in her throat at just how gorgeous this man looked in his police costume. You'd think he was a real officer given just how perfect the navy uniform fitted snuggly across his broad chest.
She watched him intently as he made his way to the crowded bar, conversing with the big busted bar staffer, typical. She noticed him gesturing around the room wondering exactly what they were talking about. It was at that point she noticed him catch her eye, flashing his dimples. It was then she realised she was staring at him, her mouth agape. Smooth Forbes, she thought.
She looked away flustered, busing herself with her drink and gulping down the rest, feeling the alcohol burn as it slid down her throat. When she dared to look up again, he was gone. Her eyes searched the room madly and although she didn't know him Caroline was kind of disappointed.
"Excuse me, miss?" A crisp English accent asked, breaking her from her thoughts. Her head shot up finding herself mesmerised by his dark blue eyes, his crimson lips turned up into a small smile.
"Evening, officer," she grinned, batting her eyelashes for extra affect.
"What can I do for you?" In her drunken state she hoped it was something really naughty involving handcuffs.
"It turns out the bar is over capacity, which is a fire safety risk and we need to clear out the room." She looked between her friends giving them a knowing look.
"Oh I get it," she surmised, "This is your idea of role play."
"Excuse me?"
"It's okay," she replied, rubbing her hand along his chest, which felt just as good as it looked, if not more. "I'm happy to go along with it as long as there's handcuffs involved, officer."
"Um, Care," Bonnie began, before Caroline interrupted.
"I'm fine Bonnie," she laughed, thinking how embarrassing her friends could be. "The officer and I were just getting to know each other."
"But.." Katherine interrupted, earning a death stare from her best friend.
"Whatever takes your fancy," he murmured. "But how about we start with you going outside?"
"I'm not sure why you're picking on little old me," she teased. "You have very broad shoulders officer, did you know that?"
"Uh no, but how about we go outside and talk about it there."
"They just look perfect to hold on to for a piggy back," she suggested. Before anyone could react, Caroline had moved behind him and jumped on his back.
Home - Portland Oregon - November 1, 10:30am
"Please, tell me I didn't do that," she groaned, throwing herself back onto the bed dramatically and placing the pillow over her face in shame.
"Oh you did. I tried to stop you, Care, but you told me he was good enough to ride when you first laid eyes on him."
"Tell me I didn't verbalise that in my drunken state," she pleaded.
"Luckily no, you just jumped on him without warning. But between us I think you really need to get laid, honey."
"I could introduce you to some…"
"Stop right there, Enzo," she ordered. "If they are anything like you then I'm not interested."
"Way to hurt a guy's feelings," he growled before realising the enormity of the situation. "I can't believe you, of all people, jumped on some poor, unsuspecting guy dressed as a policeman."
"Yeah about that," Katherine began, tentatively. "Turns out he was actually a policeman."
"So, not only did you mount some stranger, but it turns out he's an actual policeman. Does that mean you're facing assault charges, Care Bear?"
"You're not helping, Enzo," Katherine muttered, as Caroline's face contorted in fear. "And no, you're not facing any charges."
"So, what happened then?"
"He politely escorted us all outside, got some details just in case and suggested we take you home to bed."
As mortified as Caroline felt, she was glad that she'd never have to relieve her embarrassment in front of him. It was a shame given how cute she remembered him being.
"Well at least I never have to see him again," she sighed in relief, just as the doorbell rang.
"Please, allow me," Enzo offered.
"Well it's the least you could do given you mooch off us all the time," Katherine called out to his retreating back.
"Can we please just forget this incident ever happened?" Caroline asked, wondering what came over her. Maybe she did need to get laid, that or finally get over the ghost of Tyler.
"Yes, but you have to admit it was kind of funny," Katherine joked, pulling her in for a hug.
"I'm not sure it's completely forgotten," Enzo interrupted from the door. "Seems like your piggy back ride is at the front door."
"What!" Caroline shrieked, pulling the covers over her head hoping she could hide.
"Don't worry, this is Enzo's poor idea of a joke, right?" Katherine asked.
"Not this time, Kitty Kat," he replied. "Officer Dimples is at the front door, turns out he has something to give you. I told him you'd be right out, Care Bear."
"Enzo! I can't answer the door like this!" She hissed, jumping out of her bed, even in her hung over state and busied herself trying to throw on her jeans and pat down her disheveled hair in the process. This was not how she saw her day going at all.
"Put on the blue top," Katherine instructed hastily, disapproving of her nearest pink choice. "And get rid of those panda eyes." Caroline groaned, swiping at her skin furiously. Why was he here anyway, especially after her drunken performance the previous night? She was never drinking alcohol again, that was for sure.
She dragged herself out of the bedroom, albeit reluctantly, thinking just how much worse this situation could get. He was at the entrance, his body leaning against the door jamb. His blue polo shirt and jeans looking even more impeccable on him than his police uniform, if that was possible.
"Morning, love," he greeted her, nodding his head slightly in her direction. She'd forgotten about that gorgeous stubble, which was only adding to his intimidating appearance. "How are you feeling?"
"Okay. Uh, can I help you?" She asked, uncertainly. Maybe Katherine was lying and she was actually facing assault charges.
"I have something of yours," he said and suddenly an abundance of possibilities filled her mind. Did she drop her shoe as she was busily riding him or was it something worse? He held out her driver's license and Caroline inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uh, thanks. I could have been in trouble if I drove without this, officer," she replied, hoping he'd go away, even if he was gorgeous.
"That's why I brought it back," he answered but Caroline noticed he hadn't moved from his spot. "So, last night was interesting."
"I'm sorry, I don't usually act like that, I promise," she rambled, feeling a blush creep over her cheeks. "I just have a vendetta against Halloween and possibly an alcohol problem."
She meant to be funny, but it sounded anything but. Next thing she knew he was going to refer her to some Alcoholics Anonymous meetings.
"I'm not a fan of Halloween myself."
"Really?" She asked, against her better judgment.
"Yeah, I absolutely hate dressing up," he shared. "And I'm scared of horror films."
"Mr Police Officer is scared of horror films?"
"Don't sound so surprised," he replied. "And just so you know, I don't just tell anyone that."
"My lips are sealed," she grinned.
"So, was that guy your boyfriend?"
"Enzo?" She asked in disbelief, feeling a little ill at the prospect. "Uh, no. He's just some stray dog we've been trying to get rid of for years, but he just keeps coming back again, unfortunately."
"Well, that's good to know," he smiled, making her feel a little giddy and she knew it wasn't only from her hang over.
"So, is that all you wanted, officer?" She asked, hoping their conversation wasn't over just yet.
"Well, this is a little awkward but I also have to issue you with this fine, you know for last night" he said, handing over a folded piece of paper. She felt deflated realising she should have never expected anything else.
"Uh thanks, I think," she murmured, realising how absolutely stupid she sounded. Given her behaviour last night Caroline shouldn't have expected anything different. "Bye." He nodded again, those annoying dimples out in full force. Could this day get any worse?
After shutting the door, she anxiously opened the fine wondering how much money she'd have to pay, and if she could afford it after her latest shopping binge.
"Where's Officer hottie?" Katherine asked, looking around the room, curiously.
"Yeah, where is Officer dimples?" Enzo reiterated.
"He, uh, issued me with a fine," she murmured, her eyes scanning quickly over his handwriting.
"Well, I never would have let him in if I knew he was going to be so callous," Enzo muttered. "The nerve of some people."
"Last time I checked he wasn't going to take things any further, Care," Katherine said. "What happened, how much are you facing?"
"Nothing at all. He gave me his cell number and asked me on a date," she whispered, trying to come to terms with his simply worded note.
I'll give you another piggy back, but only if you agree to go on a date with me.
"So you're telling me if I give a girl a drunken piggyback, she'll ask me on a date?" Enzo asked, in disbelief.
"No, I mean this is you we're talking about, after all," Katherine shot back, sending him a dirty look. "However Caroline, on the other hand, is literally back in the saddle…"