A/N: Happy Klaroline Wednesday!

I hope it's a good one for all of you! Here is the next part.

Airports were definitely not as magical as the movies had portrayed them. There were no running hugs, no heartfelt goodbyes, or tearful reunions that Caroline could see. Maybe it was because they were taking such an early morning flight that most of the shops in the terminal weren't even open, half the people at their gate looking like they were ready to fall back asleep. But Caroline was an abundance of energy, partially because she had no intention of sleeping again after her nightmares…that had shifted into something else and she had a feeling the Hybrid sitting beside her was to thank for that…but also because she really wanted to experience it all.

Except maybe any crying babies. She could really do without that for… "How longs our flight?"

"About eleven hours with a stop in London and then onward to our destination," Klaus informed her, looking back down at his phone. Someone was obviously texting him again. Probably about the hybrids.

Eleven hours? What was she supposed to do cooped up on a plane for eleven hours? She couldn't even stand being cooped up in class for fifty minutes. Thankfully one of the shops that served something besides coffee seemed to be opening. "I need travel necessities."

"Might I suggest you try and use your gifts to get you some?" Klaus kept his focus on the phone, typing back a message, pressing his lips back together, annoyance radiating off of him.

"I am not compelling anyone in the damn airport. Like…security cameras!" Unless he meant her breasts and she wasn't using those either. "Do you really want to try and entertain me for eleven hours on a plane with tiny space?"

"I can think of a number of ways I'd enjoy relieving your boredom," he mused, without looking at her again.

She crossed her arms in annoyance, unsurprised by his answer. She had really left herself open for that kind of response. Thankfully he offered up a wad of bills and Caroline took it, eyes widening at the amount in her hand. "You use actual money? I seriously thought you just went around compelling everyone." Or threatening. Or a mixture of the two.

"I was on the run from my father as well as Elijah for a time in the last century, Caroline. A time when cameras, video, and other annoying means of tracking someone around the globe became more common place. There were times when necessity demanded I blend in more than I care to." Klaus picked up the phone, answering the call. "Go buy what you need, but do hurry; we should be boarding in thirty minutes."

Caroline nodded and hurried over to the shop, trying to find something that would be at least mildly entertaining. She was so going to invest in a new iPod when they arrived in Scotland. Too bad she hadn't thought of that before they arrived at the airport. Oh well.

Twenty minutes later and she had a bag full of magazines that she liked or thought might be mildly interesting, some snacks, a book she'd wanted to read, a travel magazine and other odds and ends. Klaus was still on the phone, chatting away with whoever had called and she was happy that at least this time he didn't look as though he was about to burst at the seams. That really wouldn't do well with all the other people around. Who knew what scene he might be able to cause.

She shifted her belongings around in the carry-on bag, reorganizing everything so that it fit better and was more easily accessible. By the time she was done, Klaus was off the phone and at her side, picking up his own bag. "Time to go," he told her, motioning toward the gate and the attendant who was calling for first class passengers.

Of course he'd splurged for those tickets. It was her first time ever getting on a plane, she was pretty sure she'd have been just fine in economy. Considering that she was with Klaus and didn't really want him to eat the entire plane, maybe it was a good thing they were going to be in the cabin with less people. Some random guy leaning back too far in his seat might cause a riot that she really didn't want to handle.

Caroline could feel Klaus watching her as they walked down the walkway toward the plane, no doubt trying to see her reaction to everything. Part of her wanted to hide away her feelings, to push down her excitement over all the things she was seeing, but she didn't really see the point in it. She was stuck with him for a year and down playing how she felt for that long just seemed pointless. After all, she had made the deal and wouldn't it be better if she let herself have some fun and enjoy it all?

It wasn't really a betrayal to do any of that, was it? Would her friends expect her to be miserable the entire time? Was it disloyal of her not to be? She really wasn't sure, conflicted about which way she should go. But maybe for the other passengers' sake she should just let her emotions be genuine and not try and hide it all away, no doubt annoying the Hybrid at her side. No need to get all the others eaten because she pretended to sulk. Just because she was enjoying her first time on a plane didn't mean she was enjoying time with Klaus. So not the same thing.

At least that was what Caroline was going to keep on telling herself as she sat down on the entirely too comfortable seat and took in all of the gadgets around her. She would just ignore the insufferably smug individual sitting next to her, entirely too proud of himself for her excitement.

She took out the travel magazine as they waited for the others to board, flipping through it as Klaus stowed away his own bag and picked up hers to do the same. She was circling different destinations she saw inside of it that piqued her interest as he sat back down. "Interesting reading material, love."

"Well, I'm going to be with you for a year so I might as well enjoy it," she quipped, not bothering to look at him as she flipped through, looking at the article about fun sights to see in Prague.

"That's the spirit," Klaus murmured and leaned across her to push the window shade up. "Though I doubt it will only be a year. Once you see what this world has to offer, Caroline, I doubt you will be able return to that tiny town and those simple dreams of yours." He tucked a stray curl behind her ear. "You were made for so much more."

Caroline looked over at him and rolled her eyes, trying not to think about how she almost had to force that reaction. "Maybe, but all you're getting of me is one year. I probably can do more with my life now and I will. But nothing says that I have to include you in it after our deal is finished."

"We shall see." Klaus' gaze darkened for a minute and she held her ground, not cowering at the swift change in his mood. He simply grinned at that. "Buckle up."

It was going to be a long ride.

Picking the first destination in the end had come down to two particular criteria. One, it needed not be in the Americas considering that Alaric was no doubt already on the hunt for himself and his siblings. And two, it needed to be somewhere he'd heard rumors that there was a werewolf pack nearby. Klaus might not have had an infinite supply of the doppelgangers blood and he might also be trying to get under little Caroline Forbes' skin and burrow his way into her heart and soul, but that didn't mean he was about to stop building his hybrid army.

If anything, the threat of Alaric meant he needed them more than ever. They would be a wonderful way to ensure his siblings and his survival from the abomination their mother had created and a lovely way to bolster his own power and need for others like himself. His family might have been working on mending fences, but Klaus wasn't an idiot. They had done that a time or two through the centuries, and while they might not have Mikael chasing after them now, he doubted that it would be any different than the last dozen times.

Kol would get bored or annoyed and run off to do his own thing after a decade or two. Elijah would disappear for a time to spend time with Katherine, fooling no one as to his whereabouts, and Rebekah would go through suitors that were never good enough for her as she claimed to never want to leave him all the while trying to find the perfect candidate to start over with.

Perhaps he would allow it this time, though most likely he'd end up daggering the lot of them if they became too reckless for his taste. Especially with Alaric hunting for them. So Klaus would create hybrids and…he looked at the blonde walking next to him as they entered the lobby of the Scotsman hotel, watching Caroline look around, her awe at the place causing him to grin. He wasn't entirely sure what he would do with the girl aside from his plan to show her the world and inevitably get her out of his system.

"You so don't know the meaning of like normal, do you?" Caroline asked as they headed toward the elevator, following the bellhop who had their luggage.

"I know it quite well, Caroline," Klaus started, locking his gaze with hers. "However, I am not normal, nor do I wish to ever be so. You are not normal either and I think it's high time you realize that."

"It's not going to work," she murmured, motioning at everything around them. "I can't be bought. You should know that by now."

Klaus arched a brow at that, ignoring the curious lad as he wheeled the luggage onto the elevator. "I'm well aware of that fact. But I am also accustomed to a certain lifestyle and I see no reason to shortchange myself because you haven't quite realized your worth."

She rolled her eyes and he wasn't surprised at all by the gesture. It was something he'd noted that she did when she was trying to dismiss what he was telling her, when what he said struck a chord in her that she wasn't ready to acknowledge.

"Would you rather we stay at a hostel, Caroline? At some rundown establishment covered with roaches and where you would need to wear shoes while showering?" Klaus continued amused by how she shivered at the thought. "I thought not. So what is troubling you so? The fact that this is something you could enjoy, the fact that you are already enjoying yourself, or are you worried that you'll become accustomed to it?"

She didn't look at him, her gaze locked on the elevator buttons and Klaus stepped closer to her. "I have a feeling it's a little from each option, even if you did say you wanted to enjoy yourself. You are afraid of doing so. No doubt wondering what those so-called friends of yours will think of you having fun with the Big Bad," Klaus continued and she scoffed, finally looking at him again.

"You should seriously not go around calling yourself that," she tsked, shaking her head at him. "I am pretty sure it's demeaning to villains everywhere. You probably have to pay a fine now."

"Do you know what I find to be so curious?" Klaus asked, ignoring her attempt at humor to deflect the conversation.

"I don't really care but I'm sure you'll tell me anyway," she sighed, and he grinned.

"How long do you think it would have taken the witch to do a locating spell if I had done this same deal with Elena? Ten minutes? An hour tops?" Klaus watched her closely, seeing her try to keep her impeccable shell up but her eyes told a different story. He could see the momentary flicker of doubt, the wondering why they hadn't done the same for her.

"There's no reason to look for me. I chose to come with you," Caroline pointed out and Klaus shrugged.

"Do you really think that would have mattered if it had been her?" Klaus continued, watching a variety of emotions play across her face.

"It doesn't matter," Caroline bit out, glaring at him and it sounded a lot like I don't matter to him for a moment. "I know what you're trying to do and you can just stop it. My friends aren't stupid. They know I'm safe and you're not exactly going to drain me of blood so you can make your own little army and they've got crazy Ric to deal with. So priorities and all. If you had Elena, we all know you'd be draining her of blood, not working to get into her pants. Which, sorry, but so never going to happen."

The elevator doors opened and she headed off to their room. Klaus watched her go, enjoying the indignant sway of her hips as she angrily stalked off, waiting impatiently at the door for it to be opened. He slid the card into the holder, chuckling as she yanked the door opened and headed into the suite, leaving him alone with the uncertain bellhop.

"You can leave them where they are now," Klaus told him, eyes beginning to dilate as he began to use compulsion. "And you will forget the conversation you just heard between us and think that Caroline and I are nothing but a happy little couple ready to enjoy our first time in Edinburgh."

With that out of the way he followed Caroline into the suite, hearing the door close as he walked. He found her at the window, already having opened it and gazing out at the streets below. Klaus quite enjoyed watching her, trying to figure out precisely what was going on in that head of hers. Half the time his assessment was correct, but more often than not she was able to completely surprise him. It was one of the reasons he was drawn to her, he knew that. He found her to be quite fascinating. Her level of control for one so young would have been inspiring if not for the fact he found her denying parts of her nature, not fully allowing herself to experience everything.

Klaus had been certain he would have easily won her over with his charming facade, regaling her with his old world charm and talk of the world. He could see the wanderlust in her eyes, this beauty that had been turned into darkness and still managed to hold onto her light. It was amazing, something he had rarely seen in his thousand years, and he wanted it all for himself.

He would probably end up draining that lovely light from her, no doubt she'd turn out madder than Mary had, but Klaus would be sure to treasure every moment he had with Caroline before she burned out. If she did so. She was a lot stronger than he had originally thought and honestly, that only drew him more to her. Like a moth to a flame he couldn't seem to push her out of his mind and he had every intention of getting what he wanted from her. No matter how long it took.

"So what now?" Caroline asked, not bothering to look back at him, but he knew she felt her presence by the way she stiffened.

"I have a few things to take care of while we're here but there's no reason to worry about that right now," Klaus started, clasping his hands behind his back as she turned around, frowning. No doubt she had an inkling of what he might be looking to do. The cooler of blood was only a few feet away and he needed to move it to the fridge before they left. "Freshen up and I'll take you to your first real castle."

There was that sparkle in her eyes at the mention of it and Klaus wondered how many fairytales Caroline had read as a child. How many times she had thought of herself as the darling princess in them, waiting to become the queen. No doubt she had never thought she would become one of the monsters that waited around in the night to gobble up the various royalties and steal their crowns.

"Alright," she murmured and headed off to grab her suitcase and head toward the bathroom.

Klaus watched her go. He was going to enjoy showing her that even monsters could wear those crowns, could rule the world. She could have it all, if only she would take what she wanted. He knew it was possible with how she ran that little squad of hers back in Mystic Falls, from the fact she had gotten her tiny crown as Miss Mystic Falls, and who even knew how many committees she was chair of at that high school. But those were all trivial human concerns and Klaus meant to show her how to adjust all of that to the real world, to her new lot in life. To tempt her and get her to give into those temptations, into him. Was that really too much to ask?

He didn't think so.

Perhaps his charm hadn't worked at the ball; it had been rather soon after asking Tyler to bite the girl, that didn't mean it wouldn't work now. And Klaus had every intention of doing whatever was needed to have Caroline in his bed before the year was over. Otherwise he didn't know how he would get her out of his system and he was not about to allow her to become a weakness. He would kill her before that ever happened.

But enough thoughts of death, they had a castle to tour and then perhaps it would be time to get her off that bagged diet and show her the benefits to something a little more fresh.

"You were so close to getting us kicked out," Caroline groused as they left the castle, shaking her head at Klaus. "I mean its one thing to joke about giving me the damn crown jewels. It's another to be completely serious about it and detail how you'd go about doing it in front of the damn security."

Thank god they hadn't been on vervain. She'd easily compelled them to forget the conversation, happy no one else had been in the area at the time. Klaus looked all too eager to rip out hearts or whatever his specialty was for killing humans. Maybe just draining them dry. She didn't know and she had no intention in finding out that day either.

"I've never felt a need for a crown on my head. They're so easily torn off by another," Klaus replied, heading back toward the bustling streets. "Kingdoms have risen and fell at my feet more times than I can count, Caroline. I simply thought the necklace would look marvelous on you."

"The knockoff in the store would so have sufficed," she muttered, catching up to him. Like hell was she going to trail after him.

"It would hardly have done you justice," Klaus told her and she sighed, knowing she was going to need to get used to all the tiny little words of praise toward her. "Have you ever stopped to wonder why you seem to balk every time I find you of more worth than you deem yourself?"

"Probably because I seriously doubt your sincerity." It was the truth. With all the people Klaus must have seen in his long life, the fact he seemed to find her interesting was really hard to swallow. It was flattering, there was no doubt about that, but it also made her suspicious. What could possibly be his motive? She was still surprised he'd made the deal instead of simply killing her and taking Elena away.

"Mmmm," he murmured, not expanding on whatever thought he was having and that rankled her.

"Also I find myself plenty damn worthy," she added, whipping her hair to the back as she tried to walk faster than him, not bothering with the fact that she didn't know exactly where she was headed.

It was a vacation—sort of—she didn't need to know where she was headed. "I think you haven't an inkling," Klaus continued after a few moments, following after her. "That you've lived your life in the shadow for quite a long time. Trying desperately to peak out, to rise up, and there's no doubt that it's made you stronger, having to work for every little thing you have. But it's never fun to watch someone else win the game time and time again, is it?"

She didn't like his reading of her or her relationship with others. It was probably only fair that he got to dole out some hard truths just as she had done to him before, but that didn't mean she had to like it.

"You so know how to show a girl a good time," she replied, rolling her eyes and scoffing again. She didn't expect him to grab hold of her arm and she nearly stumbled over, but he kept her upright, gaze bearing down into her own.

"By all means, Caroline, allow me to show you an actual good time," he suggested, and she cocked her head as if contemplating the idea. "One that our kind would enjoy, that we could revel in ways that no human would ever understand." Yellow tinged his eyes and she could feel her fangs wanting to descend, ready to come out and play. "Let go."

She stared at him for a long moment, all thought of easily brushing him off gone as she swallowed. Her mind was ablaze with ideas of what all of that could mean, some of it frightening, most of it something she thought she barely understood, and some of it she yearned to do even if she couldn't allow herself to go that far.

"No."

"Pity," Klaus sighed, pulling back from her. "I'm going to get a bite to eat. You're free to join me or head back to the hotel and drown your cravings in alcohol."

"You're going to kill people," she grumbled, crossing her arms as she glared at him.

"I am going to live as nature intended," Klaus replied, and she shook her head.

"Bullshit. You do not need to kill in order to feed," she pointed out, and as soon as he grinned she realized she had so fallen into his verbal trap.

"Then you'll have no problem coming along with me and feeding. After all you don't have to kill and you'll find blood bags to be rather scarce on this trip," Klaus informed her already turning and starting down the street.

She knew she could head back to the hotel then, she'd eventually find it. She was halfway ready to do that when Klaus turned back to look at her. "Though I must say, the chances of me killing do increase dramatically if you're not there at my side."

Asshole.

It shouldn't be her problem. They wouldn't be anyone she knew so she had no interest in saving them, but she could just imagine her mother's face if she told her that. And even an ocean away Caroline didn't want to disappoint Liz Forbes.

"You suck," Caroline muttered as she caught up with him, knowing she was probably going to regret her decision but she'd make him pay for bringing her along. One way or another, she'd make sure that Klaus didn't enjoy himself at all.

What was the worse that could happen?