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Sweet Caroline

Good times never seemed so good

I've been inclined

To believe they never would

But now I, look at the night

And it don't seem so lonely

We fill it up with only two.

Caroline stood in the Lockwood's formal parlor room listening to Tyler argue heatedly on the phone with Klaus. She knew this was a idiotic of him, trying to provoke Klaus. He would never get Klaus to back down with his plan about securing the hunter. She eyed the willowy brunette in front of her; silently fuming that Tyler had lied to her about his latest house "guest". She could hear Tyler taunting Klaus about his lack of a sire bond but when heard with perfect clarity Klaus's next words she was floored:

"Although I happen to know your little secret about your time in Appalachia. What was your friend's name? Hayley, was it? Probably prefer if I kept that to myself." Klaus's tone was smug and victorious. Caroline felt her dead heart free fall and plummet into her stomach. After the harsh attitude and griping Tyler had given her about Klaus's attention towards her, he was cheating on her with this were-slut the whole time he was gone in Appalachia, where he was supposedly for her. She had had enough of his lying and heard enough of this conversation. When Tyler stormed out of the room with his slut following him he didn't even spare her a glance. She approached the hybrid, Dean who was still in the room apprehensively.

"Can I see your phone?" Despite her anger, she could still be polite to Klaus's minion.

He nodded warily, and handed it to her and watched as she scrolled through his contacts and added a number into her phone.

"You're the Caroline, right?" She nodded; confused at the way he singled her out.

"Have we met before?" She was watching him with a curious expression.

He shook his head. "Klaus ordered all of us to never hurt you or your mother when we were sired. You must be pretty important to him." She blushed brightly at his brazen reply.

"Oh," She said, even more baffled, but still silently pleased to hear that Klaus felt she warranted such protection.

"Do you know when he's coming back?" She asked, trying to sound nonchalant. She needed to talk to him about everything. Tyler's transgression made her realize that she no longer had a reason to resist Klaus with the exception of Elena. But Elena's flirtations towards Damon made her no angel, and Caroline's attraction to Klaus made her no devil she decided. For once she was putting herself first with what she wanted, damn everybody else.

"He's actually on his way back now." She grinned, happy to hear that he would be back from Italy soon. Italy. It made her think of his promise to take her to Rome. Maybe his offer was still good, despite her previous rejections of his affections.

"Can you do me a favor?" He nodded solemnly.

"Tell Tyler that I said 'It's over and don't bother to explain, I heard everything.'" He looked at her surprised, but agreed to pass along the message when she left.

She fled the Lockwood mansion not bothering to confront Tyler and his slutty friend; she had had enough scenes for one day. She drove her car back to town, ready for some serious retail therapy. She was too angry with them to be sad at the betrayal as she was unfortunately used to it. But then again, if she really loved him wouldn't she feel more broken?

The next day she got up earlier than usual and did a thorough sweep of her room, grabbing all of Tyler's crap he had left over the past months and threw it in a cardboard box. She didn't have much, but when she threw the charm bracelet along with the other items, she felt a certain freedom with the act.

She took care when getting ready; curling her hair to perfection and putting on some new smoky eye shadow she had bought the previous day. She had a feeling Klaus would be at the Lockwood mansion. She put on a daring red dress and covered it with a black leather jacket. She had just bought both items yesterday and already felt like a new woman after putting them on. She grabbed the box and shoved it into her car, and drove off to the Lockwood mansion ready to end this formally.

She rang the doorbell, impatient to get this "break up" scene over with. She was ready to move on and up to better things. Finally, Tyler opened the large door and she barged in without even a "hello."

"I brought your stuff. Old lap top, your jersey, the charm bracelet." Her voice was cold and unemotional. Tyler had the decency to look hurt, but she didn't care at all. She was in one who was wronged by him in the worst possible way.

"Care, this isn't a good time." She scoffed, not caring what he had to deal with at the moment.

"Just take it." She shoved the box into his arms forcefully causing him to take a step back.

"Caroline." Klaus emerged from the next room, looking less than his usual suave self and she would smell the alcohol on him. She felt a shiver run through her at his husky lilt. Every time he said her name, it had this effect on her that was constantly becoming harder to fight.

"By the breakup drama unfolding before me I assume you've met Hayley." She nodded, looking him directly in the eye. His face was genuinely sympathetic and she smiled back at him. In a sense, she owed him a lot for showing her the truth albeit indirectly.

"Alright. Come on let's go. Let's leave them alone. Your talents are needed elsewhere." Klaus started to exit, his hybrids following behind him.

"For what?" Tyler asked, obviously caring more about whatever plot Klaus had concocted than about being honest with her. Caroline rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"I think you've got more important things to deal with mate." She smiled brightly at him. Klaus always made her feel like she was important, even when they weren't together, even after everything she had done to wrong him in the past.

Caroline scoffed at Tyler and Klaus looked as confused as a puppy dog, and Caroline laughed without humor.

"We have nothing to talk about, Klaus. I wouldn't have known about Tyler's cheating if it weren't for you."

Klaus looked almost ashamed of himself, but she moved closer to where he was standing and put a hand on his broad shoulder. She pulled him closer to her and placed a lingering kiss on his scruffy, unshaved cheek.

"Thanks. You were right," she said looking at Tyler as she turned from him and slipped on her sunglasses, "small town boy, small town life, it's not enough." She walked out the door, oblivious of Tyler's look of pure outrage, or Klaus's beaming smile. As she got into her car and pulled out of the driveway she had almost forgotten about the drama with the vampire hunter, and all the drama that seemed to revolve around Elena.

When she got back to her room, she couldn't stop giggling at her bold antics in front of Tyler. After all this breakup drama she decided that she could use a vacation, a permanent one. Even though the hunter was dead, there was still something evil brewing in Mystic Falls, and she wanted nothing to do with it. She scribbled a note to her mom and went back to her room to pack. It only took an hour, but soon all her belonging was neatly piled into a few suitcases. She was loading them into her car when she felt a familiar presence behind her.

"You know it's creepy to stare at people." She said teasingly. She could see Klaus standing behind her in the reflection of the car window.

He chuckled lightly.

"Just admiring the view, love."

She turned around slowly. He was leaning against the large oak tree in her yard a few yards away.

"Well soak it up while you can, I'm on my way out of town." She loaded the last bag and moved towards him.

"Not running away, I hope." She smiled at the saddened look in his bright blue eyes. She wasn't leaving him, but rather needed to escape the death trap that was her hometown.

"More like running to something." She shot back playfully.

"Let me take you." He said moving closer towards her. He grabbed her hand and held it between his two larger, rougher hands. She shook her head slowly. She had to be able to stand-alone before she could stand with him.

"You have things you need to take care of here. When it's all over, come find me."

He moved even closer towards her. Mimicking her actions from earlier, her kissed her on the cheek, lingering to run this knuckles across her flushed cheekbones.

"I'll find you. No matter how far you go," he vowed quietly staring deeply into her eyes.

"I won't be hiding." She stated boldly grasping his hand against her cheek. She turned it in her hand and kissed the center of his palm.

"Be safe," she murmured.

They shared another unspoken moment before he let his grip on her relax and opened the car door for her for her to get in. She gave him a small, sad wave as she pulled out of her driveway and sped off towards the highway, furiously brushing away tears, swearing it was because she was leaving her hometown behind and not her heart.

3 Months Later:

The club in downtown Chicago was crowded, even for a Thursday night. Against her will, Caroline allowed her cast mates to take her out to Spy Bar to celebrate her "birthday" as well as the closing night of their production. While she had compelled herself to get an audition for the musical "Chicago", she won the part on her talent alone. Playing singer and starlet Roxy Hart on the big stage was just another thing to cross of her growing bucket list.

When Caroline left Mystic Falls, she spent part of her time in New York, soaking in the city's numerous sites before finally settling in Chicago for the past two months. She knew from Stefan that this was his old stomping ground and that gave her some closeness despite their distance. While she hadn't seen him since she that day in Mystic Falls, his presence was always there in someway, whether it was the outrageous flower display he sent her opening night, and all the nights she was on stage or the little notes that popped up for her at the theater, or even in her apartment. He must have sent a hybrid to follow her when she left, and instead of feeling outrage at his overt display of control, she felt reassured that he still thought about her after all their time apart.

Sitting in the booth with her co-stars she was incredibly happy despite being so far from home. She checked in with her mom weekly, to assure herself that she was okay but also to get the latest updates about her friends. When she had disappeared, they had all apparently assumed it was Klaus's doing, but when Tyler's indiscretion came to light, they all backed off of their hate campaign of him. In the absence they had apparently formed a truce with all the Originals who had returned to town, and taken care of the "greater evil" that was foretold. For once, Caroline was glad to be away from all of the plotting and scheming of her friends. She had heard from Elena and Bonnie, who were both sympathetic and understanding of her choice to leave.

The music in the club was blaring the latest dance mixes and while Caroline was glad that all the craziness of the production was over; she was saddened that Klaus had yet to appear. She was still waiting, however, turning down many offers over the past months. Her heart was stolen, whether she would admit it or not, from the moment he saved her from Tyler's hybrid bite the night of her birthday. Sighing she slipped out of the booth after downing the last of her vodka martini and headed back to the dance floor to join her friends Kate, and Jessica. Firmly eschewing the guys around them the girls danced enthusiastically until nearly two in the morning. Caroline was about to call it a night as she gathered her purse from the table when an announcement from the DJ booth stopped her dead in her tracks.

"I got a song request for a Miss Caroline Forbes, wherever you are girl, this one's for you."

As the familiar lyrics of Neil Diamond's "Sweet Caroline" poured through the club's sound system Caroline knew there was only one man who would request that song.

Caroline dropped her purse back in the booth and looked around the darkened room frantically, searching for a pair of bright azure eyes and curly blond hair. She was moving through the packed dance floor when a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist. A familiar smooth English accent, drifted into her ear.

"Gotcha."

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