Caroline awoke with a start on cold concrete, her entire body aching. She looked around the room, she appeared to be in some crypt, she continued to scan the room until her eyes landed on a familiar face sitting on a concrete bench. Her eyes widened. "Hayley?"
"Guess I don't have to ask why you're here?" said Hayley snidely.
"What?" Caroline asked in confusion moving to stand up only to find herself shackled to a wall. "What the hell?" She yanked on it several times but it didn't even budge.
"I'm sure, that's not going to work." Said Hayley in a irritated voice. "The witches probably made sure of it."
"What the hell is going on here?!" Caroline exclaimed. "What witches? Why am I here? Why the hell are you here?"
"Short version we're part of some plan some witches have cooked up against Klaus." Hayley told her. "Which would explain why you're here."
"I can't believe this! I hate being Klaus bate!" Caroline shook her head, angrily yanking on the chains.
She could feel Hayley's eyes on her before she spoke. "Aren't you curious as to why I'm here?"
"No, not really." said Caroline but then paused now that Hayley had mentioned it, she didn't know what connection Hayley had to Klaus other than her tipping him off that Tyler had been helping the rest of Klaus's hybrids break their sire bonds. "What could the witches want with you?"
Hayley eyed her for a moment before she spoke. "Apparently I'm pregnant with Klaus's miracle baby."
Caroline's ears filled with white noise and her eyesight narrowed down to just the dark haired girl. Caroline was sure she heard wrong because there was no way Hayley said what she thought she heard her say. "I'm sorry, I think you just said you were pregnant and Klaus was the father."
"I did." said Hayley, annoyance written clearly across her face.
"You're lying. That's not possible. Vampires can't procreate." Caroline shook her head in denial.
"Apparently they can." Retorted Hayley. "At least Klaus can."
"Not that I believe you but how is that even possible?" demanded Caroline.
"I don't care if you believe me or not." Hayley rolled her eyes. "Don't you think I would have come clean to these damn witches if I were lying. This may be a shocker to you but I don't like being used to get to someone else."
Caroline snorted at that. "Weren't you the one who not only used but also sold Tyler and the other hybrids out to Klaus?" Hayley glared and Caroline shrugged her shoulders. "It's not my fault that you don't like the truth."
"You should watch what you say, Caroline." Warned Hayley. "I'm not the one chained up here. What's to stop me from killing you right now?"
"We both know you won't kill me even if you wanted to or else you would have tried it instead of just saying it. We both know Klaus would kill you just like he did his hybrids." said Caroline confidently, she wasn't saying it to be smug though Hayley did tend to bring out the bitch in her. "But more importantly if I wasn't chained right now I could totally take you. Werewolf or not."
Hayley laughed derisively at that."Like how I snapped your neck that one time."
Caroline glared. "You got lucky."
Hayley snorted and Caroline sent her an angry glare.
"I can't believe Klaus actually slept with you." Caroline shook her head in disgust.
"He probably got tired waiting for you." retorted Hayley. "No one likes a tease, Caroline."
Caroline scoffed. "I thought he liked a challenge but apparently no, after all he did sleep with you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hayley glared.
"Exactly, what I said." said Caroline.
Hayley opened her mouth to retort when the door to the crypt opened and several witches walked in, the door closing behind them.
"Hey!" Caroline exclaimed recognizing one of the dark haired women. "You're one of the ones who kidnapped me."
"We did what we had to." Said the dark brunette.
"You got problems with Klaus? Fine." Said Caroline. "But I have nothing to do with it."
"But you do, you see." said the witch. "Klaus Mikaelson hasn't cared about anything but his family and himself in a thousand years and then you come along. The baby vampire that has captured the non-existent heart of the most fearsome supernatural creature to walk this earth for the last thousand years."
Caroline glared. "I can't be faulted for Klaus's feelings for me. I have no control over him."
"You have no idea how wrong you are." Said the brunette. "And that is why you are here."
"So let's say you are right." Said Caroline. "Do you really think no one will come looking for me?"
"We're counting on it." said the brunette witch. "It shouldn't be long now before Klaus starts looking into your disappearance if he isn't already and track you here, all we need you to do is do as you're told."
"If you think I'm going to do as you say just because you manage to take me hostage and chain me up you have another thing coming." said Caroline, refusing to back down.
"You are going to do as we say or something terrible might happen to your mother. The Sheriff of Mystic Falls, Matt Donovan, your human friend, Damon and Stefan, The Salvatore brothers, your friend Elena Gilbert or your witch friend Bonnie Bennett." The brunette threatened. "You have no shortage of people who you care about Caroline Forbes and we're not above doing what's necessary including taking everyone you love from you."
Caroline stared at the witch in disbelief unable to believe they were basically blackmailing her to cooperate or else they would target everyone she cared about.
"So you either cooperate with us by playing the hostage or your mother would be the first to go." Said the witch and with that they swept back out of the crypt.
Caroline stared after them, shock flowing through her, she knew she would do as they said, play the hostage, she couldn't allow anything to happen to her mother so until she could make sure that wasn't a possibility she would do what she had to if it meant keeping her mother safe.
Klaus and Stefan made record time and arrived in New Orleans, the streets were busy, bustling with tourist, a tour guide was giving a large group of tourist a tour around the most famous parts of the city. "Welcome to the dark side of New Orleans, a supernatural playground where the living are easily lost and the dead stick around to play."
Klaus grinned. He had always loved the city of New Orleans.
"How are we supposed to find Caroline in a city like this?" Stefan wondered beside him, he himself had been to New Orleans once and finding Caroline in a place like this would probably be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Klaus turned to him. "Leave that to me."
Klaus led Stefan through the city until he came upon a woman seated at a table with trinkets doing readings for tourists. He slid easily into the seat. "Good afternoon. Time for one more?"
Stefan stood behind him watching the woman, he could tell the woman was a witch just by looking at her and his assumption was only confirmed when she spoke.
"I have nothing to say to you." She said shortly, not at all welcoming to their presence.
"Oh, now, that's not very amiable, is it? You don't even know me." Klaus said, nonchalantly, completely at ease.
"I know who you are." She said knowingly. "Half-vampire, half-beast. You're the hybrid."
"I'm the original hybrid, actually, but that's a long story for another time." Klaus replied with a smirk.
The witch's eyes slid from him to Stefan. "And him?"
"Stefan Salvatore." Klaus told her as if Stefan wasn't standing there.
"The Ripper of Montreal." Said the witch, looking between the two with obvious disdain.
Stefan pursed his lips, not liking the reminder of his vampire indiscretions.
"I'm looking for someone." Klaus told her, drawing her focus back to him. "A witch. Perhaps you might be able to help me find her. Jane-Anne Deveraux."
"Sorry. I don't know." The witch replied.
"Well, now, that's a fib, isn't it? Now, you see... I know that you're a witch amongst this sea of poseurs. So, enough with the fabrications." Replied Klaus. "I've quite a temper."
Stefan barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes, instead he clenched his jaw. "Look, we don't have time for this. We need to find this witch now." Preferably before they do something horrible to Caroline. New Orleans witches weren't exactly known for their love of vampires. Quite the opposite actually.
"Witches don't talk outta school in the Quarter." The witch stated. "The vampire won't allow it. Those are the rules. I don't break Marcel's rules."
At the name, Klaus sat forward his falsely good mood disappearing as he leaned on the table. "Marcel's rules?" he repeated and Stefan looked at him noticing the change in him. "Where do you suppose I might find Marcel?"
"Do you think this Marcel might be able to help us find this Jane-Anne Deveraux?" Stefan asked as they walked the New Orleans streets heading toward the bar the witch told them they could find Marcel.
"The witch spoke about him as if he controlled all witch affairs." Pointed out Klaus. "And if he controls all with affairs there's a good chance he knows where we can find Jane-Anne Deveraux."
"He better." Stefan said. "For Caroline's sake."
"If the witch knows what's good for her Caroline will be in one piece when we find her." Klaus stated.
"And if she's not?" Stefan demanded.
Klaus stopped and turned to Stefan, leveling him with a cold stare, his jaw set. "Then we paint the town red, Ripper." His eyes flashed with malice and intent.
"Caroline wouldn't want innocent people hurt because of her." Said Stefan. He could see in Klaus's eyes that he would leave a trail of bloody entrails in his wake.
"If Caroline has a problem with how I get things done she can yell and rage all she wants once she's safe back home in Mystic Falls." Klaus told him pointedly. "And if you have a problem with getting your hands bloody you shouldn't have come."
"I came to get Caroline back not go on a killing spree." Stefan told him.
"You have to be willing to do what is necessary. I don't have any use for you otherwise." Klaus told him. "So either make yourself useful or go home."
Stefan glared. "I'm not leaving here without Caroline."
"Finally, something we can agree on." Said Klaus, continuing down the street.
They walked a couple more blocks before they reached their destination. They entered the bar, it was busy patrons seated at tables and at the bar and a dark skinned man on stage singing.
Klaus maneuvered through the bar, coming to a stop near the bartop, his eyes zeroed in on the man on stage.
"Do you think that's him?" Stefan asked as the man finished the song and jumped off the stage, heading toward the bar but stopped when he saw Klaus and moved toward him. "Klaus." The man said, face grim.
"Marcel." Klaus returned, stoned-face.
"Wait you two know each other?" Stefan asked, his brow furrowing in confusion. "You didn't say you knew him." But he was ignored.
"Must be 100 years since that nasty business with your papa." Said Marcel.
"Has it been that long?" Klaus wondered.
"Way I recall it, he ran you out of town." Continued Marcel. "Left a trail of dead vampires in his wake."
"And yet how fortunate you managed to survive." Said Klaus. "My father, I'm afraid, I recently incinerated to dust."
Marcel showed no sign of surprise at the news. "Well, if I'd known you were coming back in town, if I had a heads up..."
"What, Marcel." Klaus demanded, stepping toward him, hostility flowing off him in waves. "What would you have done?"
"I'd have thrown you a damn parade." The hostile tension broke as Marcel grinned, pulling Klaus in for a hug, Niklaus matched his wide grin, accepting the hug. "Niklaus Mikaelson." Said Marcel, pulling back his hand gripping his shoulder. "My mentor, my savior, my sire. Let's get you a drink."
"Klaus, we don't have time for this." Said Stefan, after watching the two converse like old best friends.
Marcel glanced at Stefan. "Who's you're friend?"
"Stefan Salvatore." Said Klaus. "But don't mind him. He's wound a bit tight."
Marcel hummed before focusing his attention back on Klaus. "It's good to see you."
"It's good to be home." Klaus returned. "Although please tell me the current state of bourbon street is not your doing."
Marcel laughed good-naturedly. "Something's gotta draw in the out-of-towners; otherwise, we'd all go hungry."
"I see your friends are daywalkers." Klaus commented.
"Yeah, yeah, I shared the secret of your daylight ring with a few buddies." Said Marcel."Just the inner circle, though. The family."
Stefan wanted to scoff. He was pretty sure it wasn't Klaus's spell but he could care less about it at the moment, they were supposed to be finding Caroline but Klaus seemed more interested in catching up with Marcel than he was locating Caroline.
"Tell me. How did you find a witch willing to make daylight rings?" Klaus questioned.
"I got the witches here wrapped around my finger." Replied Marcel, half boasting.
"Is that so?" responded Klaus, seeing the opening he was waiting for. "I'm looking for a witch by the name of Jane-Anne Deveraux. Has some business with me."
"Looking for Jane-Anne?" said Marcel. "Then you probably ought to come with me." He laughed, turning to his boys that surrounded him. "Showtime!"
Marcel and Klaus had moved out to the streets, Stefan walked slightly behind Klaus, just glad to be done with the reunion so they could find the Deveraux witch. Crowds of vampires gathered, some leaping across roofs, moving around on the ground not at all trying to hide their vampire nature.
"How's the family?" wondered Marcel conversationally.
"Those who live hate me more than ever." Klaus told him. "Kinda like my friend here." He jabbed his thumb in Stefan's direction.
Marcel glanced back at Stefan. "What did he do to you?"
"I can only pick one thing? There's a long list to choose from." Stefan responded dryly causing Klaus to roll his eyes.
Marcel laughed. "If that's the case what are you doing here with him?"
"Common goal." Stefan answered shortly.
"Making enemies of not just your family but your friends as well." Mused Marcel, glancing at Klaus.
Klaus didn't respond, Marcel was pretty close with that assumption.
"Forget them." Marcel told him referring to Klaus's siblings. "If your blood relations let you down, you make your own, huh? You taught me that. And what's mine is yours, as always. Even my nightwalkers, the riff-raff."
The aforementioned vampires were being rowdy in the streets, leaping across buildings and off them, vamp speeding on the streets, doing absolutely nothing to hide their vampire nature.
"They're hardly subtle, are they?" Klaus commented.
"It's the Quarter." Grinned Marcel. "Ain't no such thing as subtle, baby."
Several of Marcel's vampires appeared dragging a brunette haired woman between them as she struggled in their hold.
"Jane-Anne Deveraux." Said Marcel addressing the witch,gaining both Klaus and Stefan's attention. Stefan and Klaus shared a look, this was the witch they were looking for. "Give it up for Jane-Anne. Come on. Jane-Anne Deveraux, you have been accused of the practice of witchcraft beyond the bounds of the rules set and enforced by me. How do you plead?" he turned back to Klaus and Stefan with a conspiratorial grin breaking out of the serious lawyer like character he was portraying. "Oh. Was that convincing? I studied law back in the fifties. It's all I know." He turned back to the witch, growing serious once again. "Seriously, J, tick tock. You know the drill. How do you plead?"
"I didn't do anything." Denied Jane-Anne.
"I'll tell you what." Began Marcel. "I'll give you one more chance. Or not." He eruptly killed her, the witch dropping lifeless to the ground.
"What was that?" Klaus demanded as Stefan stared down at the lifeless witch, their only lead on Caroline.
"Hey. Come walk with me." Marcel responded. "Witches aren't allowed to do magic here. She broke the rules."
"I told you I wanted to talk to her." Klaus glared angrily.
Stefan moved toward them wondering how they were supposed to find Caroline now. "What are we supposed to do now?" he asked Klaus, ignoring Marcel's presence.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I got caught up in the show." Marcel apologized. "Those witches, they think that they still have power in this town. I have to show them that they don't. I never waste an opportunity for a show of force. Another lesson that I learned from you. And besides, anything that you could've gotten out of her, I can find out for you, and I will. I promise."
Klaus didn't want Marcel knowing anything about Caroline. He didn't trust him with the knowledge of knowing what Caroline meant to him. "Well, whatever it was, doesn't matter anymore, does it?"
"Good." Said Marcel. "Then let's eat, because all that spilled blood makes me hungry." He took his leave, his vampires following.
Stefan looked at Klaus in shock. "Klaus, how are we supposed to find Caroline now?"
Klaus clapped a hand on his shoulder. "I said we were going to find Caroline and I meant it. Just let me do what I do and stop questioning my every move?"
"Well, forgive me if I don't find it very appealing putting my trust in you." Stefan muttered dryly.
Klaus glared at him. "The only thing you need to trust in is that I will do whatever I have to to find Caroline." He turned away from him, grabbing one of Marcel's vampires as he went to walk by him. "Hey. Thierry, isn't it? Any more Deveraux witches where she came from?"
After finding out Jane-Anne had a sister by the name of Sophie Deveraux, working at a bar that served gumbo, found Stefan and Klaus entering the establishment. They found her and as if sensing them behind her she turned, she didn't seem surprised, she looked between the two before her eyes settled on Klaus. "You're Klaus."
"I am." Said Klaus, taking her in, noticing her eyes were red and puffy. She had obviously been crying. "And you're upset. Sophie, isn't it? I assume this is because of what I just witnessed with your sister on the corner of Royal and St. Ann."
Stefan doubted the girl needed a reminder. "I'm sorry for your loss."
Sophie looked at him in surprise but said nothing.
"You'll have to excuse, Stefan, here, he has a bleeding heart." Said Klaus, wanting to bypass any condolences.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Sophie asked bitterly.
"It was a little melodramatic for my tastes." said Klaus. "What did your sister want with me? Why did Marcel kill her?"
"I see you brought friends." Said Sophie looking past them to two men at the bar attempting to discreetly keep an eye on Klaus.
"They're not with me." Denied Klaus.
"Marcel must have had them follow us." Said Stefan.
"Smart." Sophie said to Stefan. "They are with Marcel. That's all that matters." She told them. "I know you built this town Klaus, but this is his town now. He killed my sister because she broke the rules. So, I talk to you in front of them, I'm next."
Klaus glared and moved toward the men at the bar but Stefan remained in front of the witch. "I understand you can't talk to Klaus. But I hope you can talk to me. I came here looking for your sister because a good friend of mine went missing and your sister knew something about it." Stefan looked at her with a pleading look. "Her name's Caroline, if you know anything please tell me."
"I can't talk to you either." The witch said, unmoved. "Your with Klaus."
Stefan opened his mouth to argue with her but she was already walking away, he turned to see Klaus with the two men at the bar a strong painful grip on each of their shoulders as he rejoined them. "Are you two gentlemen following me?" Klaus questioned.
"Marcel said we're your guides." One of them answered, through clenched teeth as he fought to cry out from the amount of pain the hybrid was causing as he applied pressure to his shoulder.
"Oh, he did, did he? Well, then, let me be exceedingly clear about something." Klaus squeezed each of their shoulders tightly, causing flickers of pain to cross their expressions. "If either of you follow me again, you'll do so without the benefit of a spine."
"Sorry for the wait." The waitress at the bar said, as she rejoined them. "If you're here for the gumbo, I'm about to break your heart. We just ran out."
"Your oldest scotch for my two friends here, love." Klaus told the blonde, slapping a hundred dollar bill on the bar top. "If Marcel wants to know what I'm up to, he can ask me himself." He looked to Stefan nodding to the exit.
"Don't you find it a bit suspicious that Marcel is keeping tabs on you?" asked Stefan once outside.
"It's about control. He wants to know and control everything." replied Klaus. "What did you get out of Sophie?"
"Nothing." Stefan frowned. "But I could tell she knows something but she's not going to tell us anything not when she's too scared to talk about it because of her obvious fear of Marcel."
Caroline was restless, the witches had returned and grabbed Hayley before leaving again, she didn't know if that was a good sign or bad sign.
She tensed when the door opened again but instead of the witches returning with Hayley, Elijah Mikaelson was the one to walk her back into the crypt.
"Miss Forbes?" Elijah said in surprise, he had come to New Orleans to find out what the witches had over his brother only to find a werewolf girl that the witches were claiming was pregnant with Niklaus's child. Finding the blonde from Mystic Falls there as well was a surprise, the Forbes girl was a long way from home. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, you know, just thought it'll be fun to be hangin' out in a crypt while chain to a wall." She deadpanned, she was in no mood to be polite. "What the hell does it look like I'm doing here?"
"She's Klaus bait." Said Hayley. "The witches back-up plan or something like that."
"Once this is over I'm so done with that." Caroline muttered. "I'm done being bait."
Elijah looked between the two girls. "So you both have a connection to my brother?"
"Something like that." Caroline said bitterly.
"So, have they been holding you against your will, like Miss Forbes here?" Elijah asked Hayley, taking note of the chains shackling Caroline to the wall.
"They lured me out to the bayou and grabbed me. And they did all these... weird witchy test." Said Hayley. "Not that I understand how this could happen. I mean, vampires are dead. They can't have children!"
"Perhaps if you knew my brother's story, it might explain how this is possible. Here, if I may." Elijah lifted a hand toward her face but she moved away.
"What are you doing?" Hayley asked alarmed.
"Relax." Elijah assured her. "If you open your mind to me, I can show you." He reached his hand out toward her again and this time Hayley allowed it, Elijah pressed his hand to her head and they both closed their eyes.
Caroline watched the two through narrowed eyes, they seemed to forgotten she was even there. She didn't think now was the time for storytelling. She tuned them out, wishing she was home, wondering if anyone's noticed that she was missing. She hoped her mother was safe.
She was brought out of her thoughts by Hayley. "Your dad was a dick."
Elijah chuckled.
"I'm Hayley, by the way. You should probably know my name if you're gonna tell me you're whole life story." said Hayley. "I mean, I know yours. Your family is legendary. Your brother is notorious psycho... who I slept with. Classic me."
"I cannot excuse his behavior, but you must understand, when our father haunted him - hunted us - for centuries, every time we found a moment of happiness, we were forced to flee. Even here, in New Orleans, where we were happiest of all. Not long after Niklaus broke the spell which prevented him from becoming a hybrid, he defeated our father. I thought this would make him happy." Elijah shook his head. "He was angrier than ever. I wonder if perhaps this baby might be a way for my brother to find happiness. A way to save him from himself."
"If that's the case maybe you could convince those crazy witches to let me go." Said Caroline, Elijah sounded so confident that Hayley and her so called baby with Klaus was the key to everything and if that was the case what did they need her for.
Elijah turned to look at her. "Pardon me, but I'm confused as to why the witches brought you here? Is there a reason the witches thought you could be used against my brother? Perhaps they believe you important to my brother."
"No." said Caroline instantly. "Their delusional." Caroline had thought she was important to him but finding out that he slept with Hayley had made her unsure. Even made her question the last couple weeks of all the time she had spent with Klaus.
Hayley scoffed. "Klaus is in love with you."
Caroline glowered at her. "Clearly not. He slept with you."
"Wait." Said Elijah eyes widening, looking between the two women. "My brother, who believes love to be a vampire's greatest weakness is in love with you - a baby vampire?"
The way he said that like the very thought of Klaus loving her was so unthinkable made Caroline bristle but she chose to ignore it. "He's not in love with me." She said firmly.
"You're just saying that because you're angry that he wasn't waiting around for you." Said Hayley snidely. "Did you expect him to wait around for you forever?"
"Definitely didn't expect him to sleep with you." Caroline glared.
"So is Niklaus in love with you or not?" asked Elijah in confusion.
"He is." Hayley said at the same time Caroline said "He's not."
Elijah moved away from Hayley and closer to Caroline crouching down to be eye level with her, Caroline instinctively wanted to move back in surprise but refused to show any intimidation, she dealt with Klaus regularly dealing with the Original Elena like to claim as a good one should be no problem.
"I'm finding it difficult to believe my brother is in love with you." The refined Original stated looking at her like she was a difficult puzzle he wanted to solve.
"Should I be offended by that?" Caroline glared at him. "I feel like I should be offended by that."
"I meant no offense Miss Forbes." Elijah assured.
Caroline just looked at him doubtfully. "Do you mind getting back some or do you just like getting in someone's personal space?"
"It's needed for what I'm about to do." answered Elijah.
"What's that?" asked Hayley curiously.
Elijah glanced back at her over his shoulder. "While I can show memories like I did with you just moments ago I can also dive into a person's mine and see their memories."
Caroline eyes widened and she tensed instantly. "If you think I'm just going to let you mess around in my head you have another thing coming. I don't care if you are an Original!" said Caroline vehemently.
Elijah turned back to her his hands reaching out before Caroline could react gripping her head. "I'm sorry but you don't have much of a choice in the matter."
Caroline's eyes shut tightly at the feel of him probing his way into her head, invading her mind.
Elijah's closed his eyes as he sorted through her memories searching for moments she shared with his brother, he expected only a few but was hit with one after the other of Niklaus with Miss Forbes.
Elijah was surprised that his brother cured the girl let alone allowed her to drink directly from his vein. How he spoke to her about the world and genuine beauty and how she could have all of it. And the diamond bracelet he gifted her with.
The next memory he saw was of Miss Forbes receiving an extravagant blue ball gown dress along with an invitation to his family's ball that they had held in Mystic Falls and a request that she save his brother a dance. He watched as they danced as they talked outside next to horses and Klaus telling her that she was strong and beautiful and full of light that he enjoyed her, even telling her about his favorite horse that Mikael had killed. He watched as Klaus showed Caroline his art room, offered to show her the world, told her she was more beautiful than the princess whose bracelet he gave her but Caroline didn't fall for his charms, no she called him out on his hybrids, about how Mikael didn't love him and because of that he assumed no one else would either. She pointed out that's why he compelled people, sired them or tried to buy them off, that he didn't connect to people, didn't even try to.
Elijah watched as she gave the bracelet back, he was more than a little surprised that Klaus hadn't killed her for the way she spoke to him. He had killed many over the years for a lot less.
He was then surprised by the drawing Niklaus drew for Caroline, thanking her for her honesty.
He watched Klaus followed her from the Grill and they talked on a bench, Klaus asking about her hopes, dreams and everything she wanted in life.
He watched as they danced again at some kind of school dance, watched as his brother told her that a small town life wouldn't be enough for her that in a year or a century would find her at his door.
He watched in more surprise as his brother saved her from Alaric.
The more memories he saw the deeper he could see the connection his brother felt to Caroline ran deep. And was becoming quite apparent that he cared deeply for the girl.
He watched as his brother saved her again when he was in Tyler's body, even over Rebekah.
He saw his brother expressed that he would never have let Tyler hurt her if he was still sired to him.
He watched as his brother manage to negotiate a date out of Caroline. He watched his brother laugh freely with her, light, teasing and playful, a side of his brother he hadn't seen in centuries. How he opened up to her about the one and only time he ever thought about being human again.
And then he watched Caroline exchange harsh words with his brother shortly after Kol's death and he reacted in a very Klaus like manner, lashing out and impaling her with a broken wooden lamp-stand and then giving her his lethal bite.
He watched as his brother had refused to heal her because of Tyler. watched as Caroline had slowly began to slip away the bite slowly getting the better of her. Caroline and his brother exchanging words with Caroline telling him he did this because he was hurt which meant that there was a part of him that was still human. And Klaus couldn't understand how she could possibly believe that. Which had Caroline admitting that she had seen it and found herself wishing she could forget about all the horrible things he had done.
Elijah could see in his brother's eyes the reluctance to hope that she would be able to, going so far as to ask her that she couldn't and that was when Caroline claimed she knew he was in love with her and that anyone capable of love was capable of being saved.
He watched as his brother had exhaled shakily unable to look her in the eye unable to hide the emotions clearly visible in that moment as he told her she was hallucinating but not truly denying it.
And when Caroline had replied that she would never know and was breathing more weakly, gasping for breath, he saw the fear in his brother's eye when he called out to her and that fear only increased when he received no response, Elijah saw his brother wrestle internally with himself before conceding moving behind Caroline and leaning her back against his chest as he bit into his wrist and placed it to her mouth, stroking her hair tenderly as she drank.
And Elijah knew then in the small comforting gesture, the lack of composure unable to hide his emotions, the way his brother just couldn't let her die. Elijah knew Niklaus was in love with Caroline Forbes.
Seeing how deeply his brother felt for the Forbes girl just made Elijah want to know more about that connection. The next memory he saw was of Niklaus and Caroline on her porch and his brother was telling her he'd shown kindness, forgiveness, pity.. Because of her. That it was all for her. And Caroline had remained unmoved, silent.
Caroline tried to block the pain out from someone poking around in her head and concentrated and focus as hard as she could trying to shut him out of her mind like Klaus and her had been working on for the last couple weeks.
When she felt the pain all but disappear she felt relief wash over her briefly but it faded when she opened her eyes to see him staring at her in surprise, his hands dropping away from her head. That relief she felt quickly turned to ire as she glared at him affronted.
"How were you able to shut me out from your mind?" inquired Elijah in surprise. "Being as young as you are you shouldn't be able to."
"I don't see how it's any of your business. Stay the hell out of my head!" she replied angrily.
"No matter. I seen quite enough." said Elijah.
Caroline wasn't sure she liked the way that sounded. Just how much did Elijah see and what exactly did he see and what conclusion did it bring the carefully calculated Original to?
"I thought that this baby would be the only way to save my brother, and maybe it can but maybe it's not the only way to save him." said Elijah staring steadily at Caroline. "Perhaps you will also be the salvation my brother needs to save him from himself."
Caroline gave him a skeptical look barely refraining from voicing her doubts for she was no one's salvation. Elijah was speaking like she could be Klaus's savior and Caroline Forbes was no one's savior. Least of all Klaus's. No, she was indeed no one's let alone Klaus's salvation.
A/N: There's a lot of canon that I don't like so I might veer off canon in the middle of season one. I'm thinking about it anyway.
On another side note i have this written up all the way up to chapter 14 so i'll be updating once a week until we get there.