Update time! Yeah, I thought I'd treat you guys to another installment of my Klaroline one shot series with a random AU. Thank you for the great reviews! You guys are the best!

Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel

Mystic Falls High School, 2043

Thirty years. It was almost difficult to fathom, but it had been thirty years since she graduated from Mystic Falls High School, and Caroline felt like it hadn't been quite that long. Of course, when one was a vampire, time meant very little and soon, things were forgotten. How does one forget about things that were deeply rooted in the past? Hell, that was the very question Caroline had been asking herself since she came back to town. She didn't even want to come back, to be perfectly honest. This town held no value for her anymore, but because it was where she spent seventeen years of her human life and the first year of her vampire life, something told her that a return trip was necessary, even if she didn't like it.

"We could always turn back, you know. Just say the word and we'll leave."

Klaus' words brought her out of her reverie and she forced a small smile. He had been quiet since they left New Orleans and she forgot that he was even with her. Then again, Klaus didn't need to say much to make his presence. Sometimes, all it took was an action.

"You have no idea how much I want to do that," she replied. "I wanted to tear up the invitation when it came in the mail. I mean, the humans I graduated with have all aged thirty years, including the cheerleaders I led, while I look like I did the day I transitioned into the world of the undead. What the hell am I going to say to them, Klaus?"

"Caroline, you can tell them whatever you think they'll believe," said Klaus. "That's what makes humans the way they are. They hear something and it automatically becomes the truth for them. So, if you tell them that your secret to staying the way you did thirty years ago is that, unlike most of them, you actually took care of yourself and didn't resort to fancy surgery, chances are you'll have them in the palm of your hand, figuratively speaking, of course."

"So, just flat out lie to them?"

"It's not so much lying as it is stretching the truth," said Klaus. "And, if you run into trouble, there's always compulsion."

"Niklaus, no, that's not the way we handle things!"

"I'm just throwing out there as a suggestion," said Klaus. "But, if you'd rather not use it, then I'll refrain from using it as well." He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. "So, do you want to leave or should we stay? It doesn't matter to me, because I'm up for whatever you want to do, Caroline. Just say the word."

For a few minutes, Caroline considered the options in front of her. They could drive away, head back to New Orleans, and no one would be the wiser, or they could go in, stay for a dance or two, and then head back to New Orleans. Finally, after careful consideration, Caroline came to her decision.

"I suppose going in couldn't hurt," she said. "We'll stay for a dance or two and then, we'll leave."

Klaus nodded. "If that's what my lady commands, then that's what we'll do."

He then found a parking spot, climbed out, helped Caroline out on her side, and then, they walked into the school together, arm in arm. While they didn't know just how the evening would turn out, at least they had each other to lean on. Upon entry, they proceeded to the sign-in table, where Caroline got their name tags and then entered the gym, where all of the alumni were gathered. Well, those that could actually make the damn reunion anyway. Caroline scanned the room for signs of anyone familiar, but then remembered that Damon and Elena had moved to Italy, where they had a villa and a vineyard. Stefan was also MIA, and the last time anyone heard from him, he was living in either Mexico or Brazil.

"See anyone you recognize?"

Caroline shook her head at Klaus' question. "No."

Klaus then heard the DJ playing a slow song and looked at her with a sly smile on his face. "You know, this evening doesn't have to be a total loss. You did say that we were going to stay for a dance or two, right?"

"That's right."

Klaus nodded. "Well then, I think we should join the happy couples on the dance floor."

Caroline smiled as she let him lead her out onto the dance floor, where he held her close as they danced to the music. Although the last time they had danced in the gym had been at the 20s Decade Dance, they still felt at home on the floor, letting the music take them wherever they desired to go. Caroline laid her head on Klaus' shoulder, inhaling his scent and closing her eyes. He smelled heavenly and it sent a peaceful feeling flowing through her. Pulling away from his shoulder, she then pulled his head down and kissed him. Klaus smiled against her lips and returned the kiss.

"And what was that kiss for, Caroline?"

"To thank you."

"For what?"

"For being you," she replied. "You're there for me when I need you. I even want to thank you for willing to come with me to my high school reunion, even though I thought it was going to be a bunch of bullshit and a waste of time."

"Oh, it was my pleasure, darling," said Klaus. "You know I'd do anything for you, even attend functions that you don't particularly enjoy." He kissed her again. "Even though we get plenty of opportunities in New Orleans, I think coming here gave us an excuse to get out on the dance floor again."

Caroline smiled, knowing that he was right. She also knew that with him here with her, the evening wasn't a total loss.

Note: Enjoy, lovelies!