Happy belated valentine's day! How was the day of hearts for you guys? I ended up celebrating it twice actually. With my friends watching Crazy, Stupid, Love and eating pizza in my room and then eating out with my mom. That's right. I am forever boyfriend-less. But I did realize that I've always had a thing for handsome, charming psychopaths in fiction and thought I better not get a boyfriend what if I end up dating a real psychopath? Haha.

Also, I'm coming down with something and I don't get sick very easily so when I do I get really pissed off and it's hellish for me. Yes, I get upset over a freaking cold.

Anyway, here's the prompt. This is set after 1x22 after the car accident and Kol kidnaps Caroline from the hospital, feeds her his blood and pretty much a long drawn out transition happens.

"The world was on fire and no one could save me but you." -allie

Caroline gasps as she awakens, sitting up as sweet, glorious air finally enters her laughs. She feels cold all over and her heart is barely beating into her chest, faint and slow but still there. She blinks and winces as her eyesight is assaulted by sunlight, so fucking bright and noise –cars, people, fucking noise– assaults her ears. Then there's the scent of aftershaves, perfumes, dirt, gravel, gas, smoke, sex and so many others she can't distinguish and for a moment she's just a bundle of sensation as she's overcome by all the sensations.

"Easy there, sweetheart." An unfamiliar voice greets her, cutting into the hellish symphony of sounds.

And she realizes why the hospital bed feels slicker, it's because it's the backseat of a car, leather seats that slide against her clammy skin and she's wondering what the fuck before dark eyes of a strange boy greet her from the rearview mirror.

"Just let me go," She whines in misery as the boy –Kol, he says his name is– drags her into a posh hotel.

The hotel clerk sees her, hair messy and dressed in a hospital gown, her feet bare with Kol's arm around her and looks alarmed.

Kol stops in front of the man and stares him down for a moment before the hotel clerk relaxes and hands over a key to him.

Compulsion. She slowly remembers from the times Damon had done that to her, his blue eyes would suddenly soften, his pupils dilated and suddenly her thought would melt and she's a puppet to his ministrations again.

Fucking hell.

Kol drags her to the elevator and she feels nausea in her belly and her skin feels on fire, everything fucking burns and when will the pain stop?

Transitioning was what Kol called it. She was transitioning into a vampire and only a few memories of her time with crazy vampire Damon resurface and she just remembers blood and sharp teeth and monstrous eyes.

She groans when her insides give a angry lurch again as if protesting to the changes. Everything about her feels sensitive, every sensation heightened and she wonders for a minute why the fuck does so many people want to be vampires? Because goddamn it, this hurts and she just wants to fucking die.

They exit the elevator and her knees give out just when they reach their door. Kol doesn't even blink and picks her up with one arm, holding her to his side like she weighed nothing and opens the door with his free hand. He dumps her on the bed, not rough but not gentle either and she miserably crawls into a ball and sobs as the fucking tremors continue.

When will this stop?

Soon, sweetheart.

He's sitting on the bed beside her now, pressing a wet towel on her forehead, her cheeks, her mouth, down to her neck before repeating. The cold relaxes her overly feverish skin and she closes her eyes as consciousness slips away from her.

She wakes at dark but her vision is even better than before and she can see every miniscule detail in the room despite the lack of lighting from the crack on the wall beside the replica Goya painting to the tiny stars outside she can see from the window.

Kol is lying beside her, eyes closed but she knew he wasn't asleep from his breathing. He opens his eyes when she looks up at him in wonder, her blue eyes wide when he smirks down and his fingers skim over her full lips.

"You're almost done," He says. "And this is the best part."

She only blinks as he moves so fast he's on top of her and she giggles for no reason and everything feels wonderful, amazing and awesome and she can't stop laughing.

Kol raises an eyebrow, his lips quirking at her like she's something fascinating and then she's enraptured, taken over by the sheer beauty of this vampire boy.

He's all dark and light coloring, he's cream and onyx and his lips look so soft, his eyes so dark and warm and she wants to touch him. Her fingers tangle into his soft, soft hair and he sighs and closes his eyes, purring lightly like a kitten.

She giggles again and he opens his dark eyes again, looking down at her like she's really amusing. "This stage is all about sensation, everything is heightened."

His lips kiss her neck lightly like butterfly wings but she feels it all the way to her core and she gasps, her hands going to his back, pressing him tighter into her and she's tugging on his sweater, wanting to feel his skin against hers.

"Sex at this stage is absolutely fantastic,"

His lips make a trailer from her collarbone then up to her neck and towards her ear, nipping lightly and she whimpers. "Please."

He smirks in triumph against her skin and he's ripping her hospital gown into tiny slivers, tossing them away like confetti and she arches against his hands as one cups her breast, her nipples already pebbling, the other slips under her panties to tease her core. He strokes once, twice and oh!

She giggles as she's wrecked with thunderous tremors and Kol chuckles against her skin. He rests his forehead against hers and all she can see is chocolate brown. "Just the first of many, sweetheart," Then his lips stifle her giggles.

She awakes at dawn, alone in her bed. Not that she's surprised or anything but she does look around for any sign of the vampire boy. She expects to be sore after night they spent exhausting and exploring every sensation she was sure she was going to lose her mind before it was all over but there's nothing.

Hmm, odd.

She turns her head when Kol enters, a bellboy following behind with a dazed look in the young man's eyes and Kol grins at her as he approaches, leaning down to peck her lightly before motioning for the bellboy to come over.

The bellboy sits down beside Caroline on the bed and Kol without warning bites into the boy's neck, leaving his lips bloody and he grins back at Caroline. "Have a taste, sweetheart."

She doesn't think twice before she's biting into the mortal boy's neck with tiny kitten teeth too small to really do much damage but the wound Kol made makes feeding easier and she's swallowing the blood until the body in her hands goes limp and falls down to the rug with a soft thud.

She licks her lips to get more of the taste, even as a small part of her sanity starts to creep in and say Caroline, stop.

And Kol quirks his head to the side as if able to read her thoughts.

Caroline, stop, you're not a monster.

But you are.

She blinks up at him and grins, face back to that onyx and cream perfection but mouth still bloody and red. "You can read my mind?"

He shrugs as if that's an answer and pushes her down lightly, climbing on top of her but he doesn't kiss her, eyes just playfully studying her like he's a cat and she's the mouse he's captured and is just playing with at the moment. Anytime now though he's going to eat her, anytime now.

Caroline, stop, you're not a monster.

"Oh but you are," He smirks. "Or at least, you will be."