I Want You to Want Me

So this was something Angie thetourguidebarbie suggested as a prompt a few weeks back and I was feeling inspired. How would the scene in the TVD graduation episode have gone with Klaus discovering all of Caroline's missed calls and voicemails upon arriving in Mystic Falls. Hopefully a little something like this and with a slightly different ending...

Klaus ran his thumb slowly over the graduation announcement card and in particular her name written in perfect, black cursive. The paper was beginning to wear given just how many times he'd read it. There was no denying he'd missed Caroline since being in New Orleans but had resigned himself not to see her for a while, well until however long it takes he'd told himself.

It had been a particularly uneventful day, except for his usual plotting to bring down Marcel and regain the throne, when Elijah had thrown a stack of mail on the coffee table in the lounge room. The crisp, white envelope on top with the neat handwriting had immediately caught his attention.

He leaned across and picked it up, tracing the address and then inhaling the floral perfumed scent emanating from the stationery like the wolf he was. His crimson lips curved into a knowing smile. It was from her.

He checked that the room was clear from his eldest brother's prying eyes before ripping it open excitedly and wondering what Caroline wanted. The card inside seemed elegant and unassuming but on closer inspection her intentions were clear and to the point. He smiled thinking just how Caroline Forbes that was.

Yes, she probably wanted a monetary gift but the fact she'd sent it all the way to New Orleans meant she'd been thinking about him. It was then he made the arrangements to charter an airplane and fly directly to Mystic Falls so he wouldn't miss her big day.

Elijah had immediately questioned his movements and why he'd changed suits five times. Klaus had merely growled in his direction before making his way to the airport. The last thing he needed was his family teasing him unnecessarily.

The plane wheels impacted with the runway breaking Klaus from his trance. He was finally back in Mystic Falls. He wasn't quite sure how his reappearance would be received but figured some cash and his other begrudging gift would be welcomed.

He rummaged in his pocket for his cell, figuring it was safe to turn it on now they were taxiing along the small airstrip. What he wasn't expecting was the multiple beeps that rang out. He consulted the screen noting nineteen missed calls and thirteen voice mails. Had something happened in the quarter in his short absence?

He navigated through the screens finding his missed call register. Every call belonged to Caroline and he felt the nerves swirl around his stomach. If anything had happened to her, Klaus would torture whomever was responsible.

The front door opened and Klaus stalked down the stairs purposefully feeling the cool air hit his flushed face. His hands shook angrily as he consulted his voicemails and pressed the button to hear what she'd left him.

[Thursday 16 May, 2013 - 10:47am] "Klaus, we need your help. Damon's been bitten by a werewolf. Call me back."

He checked his watch, noticing that she'd left that message five hours earlier. Klaus didn't care for the eldest Salvatore or for saving his life but Caroline had a way of making him do exactly what he didn't want to do. He'd be upset if he didn't love her and that bossy nature so much.

He jumped into the waiting car, barking instructions to the Salvatore Boarding House. Yet again he would save a life but only for her. It was always just for her. He held his phone to his ear again oblivious to the passing scenery, listening for the next message in anticipation.

[Thursday 16 May, 2013 - 11:09am] "So much for a call back. If you're somewhere eating beignets or drinking someone's blood while I'm in full on crisis mode, I'm going to be pretty disappointed, Mikaelson."

Klaus chuckled aloud, earning a curious glance from his chauffeur in the rearview mirror. He really needed to learn to control those emotional urges but Caroline brought it out in him.

[Thursday 16 May, 2013 - 11:23am] "I get the whole Mikaelson family creepy vibe (complete with carting them around in coffins) but come on. A call back wouldn't be so difficult given my predicament."

Klaus would have been offended if it wasn't Caroline saying those words, especially in that gorgeous but slightly panicked tone.

[Thursday 16 May, 2013 - 11:27am] "I get it, this is what you want. Me begging for you to come to town and you pretending to play hard to get. Just so you know playing hard to get is so last year according to Cosmopolitan and that doesn't change the current state of emergency."

Klaus figured the drive would be boring but he was enjoying himself immensely listening to her cute voice. In fact he could do this all day.

[Thursday 16 May, 2013 - 11:35am] "Klaus now is not the time to decide that you are over me. I'm going to call you every ten minutes until you get your ass here to save Damon's life."

His ears pricked up at that last message. She didn't want him to be over her? He played it back just to be sure that's what she'd uttered. Yeah, sure there was an emergency but even Klaus knew that Caroline Forbes never said anything she didn't mean. Hell, Klaus figured a truth serum would be pointless given her unabashed and refreshing honesty.

It was at that point he was tempted to call her and relieve her fears, but he saw the Boarding House looming in the distance. The one thing Klaus knew was that as soon he was finished there he was going to seek out the beautiful blonde for an explanation.

[Thursday May 16th, 2013 - 11:45am] "I bet you thought I was lying about those ten minute intervals," she growled. "You know I'm just going to say it. I thought after a thousand years you would have learnt some decorum. Obviously I was wrong."

They pulled up at their destination and Klaus stepped out of the car, his phone still stuck to his ear intently.

[Thursday May 16th - 11:55am] "Have you been reading He's Not that into You'? Because just so you know those circumstances don't apply in crises."

Klaus made a mental note to read that upon returning to New Orleans before knocking on their front door. Once he'd finished here Klaus had every intention of finding Caroline and following up on some of those messages.

75 minutes later

"How'd you get here so fast?"

"I was already on my way," he smiled knowingly. "I received your graduation announcement. I assume you're expecting cash?" He asked pulling the card from his pocket and hoping she didn't notice how worn it looked.

"That or a mini fridge," she grinned. It was difficult being this close and after all her frantic messages not to kiss those beautiful, pink lips.

He shook his head slightly attempting to regain his composure. He'd planned exactly what was going to say and what gift he was going to selflessly give but all of those messages stuck in his head, even the six he hadn't heard yet.

"I am sorry I missed your calls, your messages..."

"You listened to my messages," she squeaked.

"I assumed that was the point of voicemail, love."

"I was under a lot of stress," she argued. "I don't usually go around just saying..."

"Saying what?"

"You're enjoying this aren't you, Mikaelson?" Klaus had to control his dimples knowing that they wouldn't be too well received right now.

"I was happy to help," he offered diplomatically. "Those messages were just an added bonus. I think the last few will be a nice distraction on my way home."

"You haven't listened to them all?"

"Well, not yet."

"I'll do anything if you just don't listen to them," she rambled, her hands running distractedly through those golden waves he loved so much. Obviously someone had admitted more than he'd ever expected. "Whatever you want." Klaus had to ignore the lust coursing through his body at that particular suggestion.

"How about a drink? It's the least you deserve for graduating." She regarded him solemnly before nodding in agreement. "And a promise." He murmured, threading his arm through hers as they walked away in the darkness.

"A promise?" She asked curiously.

"How about we talk about that later, I figure you and I both have however long it takes to discuss that."