Hi all! I was going to keep myself from posting this story until I've finished Pictures Of You and started up Charge 2 but I couldn't help myself. I spent a whole day yesterday just plotting this story out and I was too excited once I finished writing the first chapter, so here it is! This is a multi-chapter story and it's going to be fun to write! Stick around and check it out!

Chapter 1: Undercover

Caroline stared at her reflection in the mirror in her dressing room. She could always feel the pre-show nerves. She had been performing at the bar Black Magic for about a week now. It wasn't a real job for her. It was for her cover up story in case she had to speak with people and they asked about her life. The story she would tell them was that she moved to New Orleans with her friend Katherine for a fresh start to escape all the hustle and bustle of New York City. She used to be a performer at a little bar called Jolene's, but now she wanted something with more life. Katherine's story was that she was getting over a horrible break up and needed a new scenery, so she came with Caroline to New Orleans and found a simple job as a barista at a café.

It would have been the normal life of a woman, but their lives were anything but normal. Their real lives consisted of going undercover to investigate and take out criminals from society. They were to stop any kind of law breakers their chief Alaric could find, and they were to do it as efficiently as possible.

Caroline blinked a few times to stop the blurriness in her eyes. The lights in the dressing room were too bright. She could see her reflection clearly again and she raked over her appearance. She wore a short red tasselled dress that looked like it belonged in the twenties and her hair was styled as such too. She had little make up on except for a neat stroke of eyeliner to give her look that extra elegance it desired.

Caroline looked over the list of songs she had been given to perform that night. She was glad to see there was a mix of old and modern music, and she almost squealed when she noticed that she would be opening with a Christina Aguilera song. The music list was of songs that generally needed a brass band to play them and mostly stuck with the whole New Orleans feel of jazz and blues.

"Caroline, we're ready for you." April said from the doorway and Caroline gave her a nod.

"Okay, thanks April." She said and April promptly left. Caroline turned back to her reflection and took a deep breath. "Okay Caroline. You can do this. Get over the nerves. You've done it before, you can do it again."

She stood up from her chair and headed through the door April had left through. She made her way onto the stage and stood in position in front of the microphone in the dark. She prepared herself for the lights to switch on and expose her to the bar full of people. She waited for her cue and felt the butterflies go crazy in her stomach when she heard April's voice through her own microphone, letting everyone know that the performance was about to start.

"Thanks for all coming tonight to Black Magic everyone! If you were here last night, then I'm sure you would remember the brilliant performance we got to witness, am I right?"

Caroline heard rumbles of cheering around the bar. She had to take another deep breath to calm herself.

"Well guess what? Caroline Forbes is back!"

Another loud rumble of cheering. Another deep breath.

"I'm sure we can all agree that her voice is better to listen to than even the best DJ around. She puts the soul into the music!"

God damn it Caroline, just breathe!

"Tonight, she is going to kick us all off with a real party starter by Christina Aguilera. Without further ado, let's give it up for Caroline!"

The crowd cheered and fell silent as she started the beginning of the song in a low voice with her backup singers.

"Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine.
Candy man, candy man.
Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine.
Sweet sugar candy man."

The lights lit up and illuminated her, causing the whole bar to erupt into cheers. She could barely see the audience because the lights were so bright, but by the sound of all the voices and the loud echoes around the bar, the place was packed. The music picked up as she continued.

"I met him out for dinner on a Friday night.
He really got me working up an appetite.
He had tattoos up and down his arm.
There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm.

He's a one stop shop, makes my panties drop.
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.

Ooh, yeah!"

The crowd went wild as she started hitting the high notes as the song went on. The more they cheered and the further she got into the song, the more she was enjoying it and getting into the performance. She took the microphone off the stand and walked around the stage towards the front. She decided to go all out and chose a man right out the front to start dancing in front of, running her hands down her sides as she crouched down teasingly in front of the man then moving away before he had a chance to reach out to her. She couldn't help feeling a little smug as she continued around the stage.

"He took me to the Spider Club on Hollywood and Vine.
We drank champagne and we danced all night.
We shook the paparazzi for a big surprise.
The gossip tonight will be tomorrow's headline.

He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop.
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.

He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop.
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.

Ooh, yeah!"

She managed to find her way from the stage and onto a table in the crowd, walking in her bright red heels from table to table. Everyone was going nuts, even the bartenders Matt and April behind the bar. She even saw the owner of the bar, Kol, enjoying the performance from behind the bar where he had been tending the bar with his workers.

"Well, by now I'm getting all bothered and hot.
When he kissed my mouth it really hit the spot.
He had lips like sugarcane!
Good things come for boys who wait."

The beat dropped low again and she lowered her voice to a whisper to go with the music as the backup singers sung with her.

"Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine.
Candy man, candy man.
Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine.
Candy man, candy man.
Sweet sugar candy man."

Now the backup singers stopped and handed the show back to Caroline. She slowly built the song back up, about to reach the much anticipated high note of the song that everyone always loved to belt out whenever they heard the song. She crouched down on the table and looked at all the audience members around her, encouraging them to sing it with her.

"He's a one stop, gotcha hot, making all the panties drop.
Sweet sugar candy man.
He's a one stop, got me hot, making my ugh pop.
Sweet sugar candy man.
He's a one stop, get it while it's hot, baby don't stop.
Sweet sugar…"

She quickly stood up and threw her free arm out as she belted out the high note.

"He's got those lips like sugarcaaaannnneee!
Good things come for boys who wait."

Everyone cheered the loudest she had ever heard as she continued the song, a large smile on her face.

"He's a one stop shop with a real big ugh.
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candy man.

Candy man, candy man, candy man, candy man,
Candy man, candy man, candy man, candy man."

Then the lights went out. An uproar of cheering and clapping surrounded her as the entire crowd in the bar went wild. Caroline grinned as she tried to catch her breath, already tired from all the effort she put into that one performance. Then the next song started up and she made her way back to the stage, preparing for round two. Just because this wasn't her real job and she was undercover, it didn't mean that she wasn't allowed to enjoy it.

After an hour, Caroline had finished her set and was finally free to change into her own clothes and head into the crowded bar for a drink of her own. She made her way over to the bar and leaned over it with her arms folded. She smiled as Matt and Kol made their way over to her and they both high-fived her.

"That was one Hell of a performance, darling." Kol said and clapped a hand on Matt's shoulder. "Go get my little money maker a drink." He then turned back to her. "It's on the house, Caroline."

Caroline went to protest but he held a hand up to stop her. "Seriously. It's on the house. If it weren't for you performing here, my bar wouldn't be so successful. It's on me." He said with a smirk. It was more or less a cheeky one, one that said he liked to joke around. Caroline had become used to it over the past week, having been around him quite a bit since she came to New Orleans. He was the one who hired her to perform at his bar after all.

"Okay, alright. Thanks Kol."

"No worries darling. It's the least I could do."

Matt came back with her drink. It was in a wide round glass, filled with ice and had a slight yellow tinge to the liquid. She inhaled the smell and sighed. God, she loved Cosmopolitans. "And you guys know what I like to drink too." She laughed. "Thanks for the drink, Matt."

"Anytime Care."

"Alright," Kol clapped his hands together and rubbed them together, "Chat time over. Sorry darling, but I've got a bar to run. That means you too, Donovan."

They went back to work as Caroline sat there enjoying her refreshing lemon flavoured cocktail. She had originally tried Cosmopolitans purely because Carrie Bradshaw drank them in the film Sex and the City, but then Caroline had eventually become to love them so much, it became her drink of choice. Caroline had the fashion sense and the blonde hair too. She could be the real life Carrie Bradshaw if she wanted to. All she needed to do was live in Manhattan. Maybe she could do that after her assignment here in New Orleans. Her and Katherine could go to Manhattan and live there.

As she sat peacefully sipping on her drink, a man came and sat down next to her. Caroline could feel his eyes on her but she ignored him. She had dealt with this issue plenty of times, especially on the nights that she performed here at Black Magic. When the man spoke up and said "Hey beautiful," she released a deep sigh, not wanting to deal with it.

"What do you want?" she said dully, having a good idea of exactly what he wanted.

"Just to spend a little time with you."

"Well it's not going to happen."

"Don't say things you don't mean, gorgeous." He moved closer to her and she shuffled to the side.

"Piss off." She said bluntly but he still didn't take the hint.

"She said to piss off." Another female voice said from behind them. Caroline had to withhold her smile when she recognised the voice.

"Are you jealous, gorgeous? You are more than welcome to join us." The man said with hungry eyes. No, not hungry. Desperate. Ugh.

Katherine snorted. "God, no. I'd rather sleep in a pile of horse shit than spend ten minutes with you. Now piss off or I'll shove my heels up your arse."

"Kinky much?"

"Fuck off you sick bastard! I will personally get a chainsaw and cut your tongue out and your testicles off, feed your tongue to a pack of lions, make you swallow your own balls and then toss you into a tank of sharks! Now get the fuck away from my best friend, or so help me, you will not see the light of day tomorrow morning."

Caroline held back a laugh and put a hand over her mouth. Oh how she loved Katherine's creative threats.

The man looked shocked at Katherine's outburst and he kept opening and closing his mouth, trying to say something but it not exactly coming out. Katherine jerked her thumb in the direction of the door.

"Go." She said darkly and he promptly left. The girls watched as he walked out of the bar before looking back at each other and Caroline bursting out laughing. Katherine didn't laugh. She only allowed a smug smirk to play over her lips.

"I can't leave you alone for not even two minutes without some desperado trying to get you to suck his dick, can I?"

Caroline slowly recovered from her laughter before wrapping her arms tightly around Katherine in a hug. "It's good to see you too, Katherine."

Katherine returned the hug, releasing Caroline after a while. The two girls sat down at the bar and Katherine eyed Caroline's drink. Without asking, she took it from her hands and took a gulp of it.

"Cosmopolitan again? Seriously Caroline?"

"What?" Caroline said and took her drink back from Katherine. "I like Cosmopolitans."

"Caroline, you are at a bar. You get free drinks because you bring in the dough for this business. You can have any drink you want for free and you stick with the same one each time?" Katherine threw her arms out in a large gesture to the bottles behind the bar. "Be adventurous! Try new things! There are much better drinks out there that will get you drunk faster than a petty Cosmopolitan."

"Well maybe I don't want to get drunk and I like having Cosmopolitans, Kat." She said matter-of-factly. Katherine sighed.

"Whatever. I don't know about you, but I'm getting something stronger." Katherine waved down one of the bartenders while Caroline sipped on her drink. Matt made his way to them and leaned against the bar.

"Hey Katherine." He said with his friendly tone. He was such a cutie. "What can I get you?"

"Hey Matty Blue Blue." Katherine said, turning on her charm. Caroline resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Katherine twirled a chestnut curl around her finger and fluttered her lashes at him. "Can you get me your strongest fruity drink? I feel like something a little… refreshing."

Caroline snorted at Katherine's comment, only earning herself a kick in the leg under the bar bench. Matt smiled and nodded, not entirely picking up on Katherine's flirtatiousness. God, he was so adorable.

"Sure thing, Kat." He said and went about mixing Katherine's drink.

"Doesn't he know how to take a hint?" Katherine said bluntly.

"Give him a break. He's not really a guy that's into that sort of stuff. Well, all guys are but Matt is a gentleman."

"He's too kind for his own good."

"Well yeah but who doesn't like a sweetheart like Matt?"

"True. Very true."

At that point, another man had come to sit with them at the bar. He took a seat next to Katherine and the two girls eyed the man carefully. He turned and smirked at Katherine and Caroline's eyes widened. A hottie for Caroline's hottie of a friend. The man was blonde with blue-grey eyes and his skin was tanned. He had the whole surfer look going for him, which was unusual considering they were in New Orleans. When he spoke though, their questions as to why were finally answered.

"G'day sweetheart. The name's Jason. And you are?"

Both Caroline and Katherine's jaws dropped.

"Holy fuck, you're Australian." Katherine blurted out and Caroline snorted at her lack of a filter. The guy chuckled at her comment and Katherine was glad that he hadn't been turned off by her language and lack of grace.

Recovering from her stupor, she twirled a chestnut curl around her finger. Right, she decided, I am sooo going home with this foreign delight tonight. She put on her best smile and batted her lashes a little at him.

"Katerina." She said and Caroline choked on her drink. She hated being called Katerina. That's why she preferred everyone to call her Katherine. "But everyone calls me Katherine."

"Either name suits you nicely, Katerina."

Katherine felt her stomach do backflips. Yeah, he was hot and he had an amazing accent but she decided she didn't like him calling her Katerina. She didn't like anyone calling her Katerina.

"Just Katherine is fine. Everyone calls me Katherine."

"Okay Katherine."

Matt returned with Katherine's drink and placed it in front of her. "Here you go Kat. That's fourteen dollars."

Jason put some money down on the bar bench and slid it over to Matt. "It's on me, Katherine." He said and gave her a wink. Yep. Definitely going home with this delectable Australian babe.

"How could I thank you for buying me my drink, Jason?" she asked, feigning innocence. She fluttered her lashes at him and Caroline turned her attention back to her drink, knowing Katherine was on the hunt for a long night of fun with the blonde foreigner.

She finished her drink and Matt made her another Cosmopolitan. By the time she had nearly finished her drink, Katherine was tapping her on the shoulder.

"I'm going Care." Katherine said with a smirk as Caroline looked over at Jason ad then down at their entwined hands. Caroline resisted the urge to roll her eyes. At least Katherine was enjoying herself. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah sure. I'll see you tomorrow." Katherine grinned and started walking off with the man. "Be careful!" Caroline yelled out to her and Katherine called back with "I always am!" before exiting the bar.

Caroline sighed deeply before gulping down the last of her drink. She gave Matt and Kol a smile and a small wave before leaving the bar. The Black Magic bar wasn't far from her apartment, so she decided to walk home instead of catch a cab.

The streets of New Orleans became alive at night. The doors to the bars were open and jazz music was pouring out of them. Restaurants were still open, the nightlife of New Orleans providing the best business compared to the day. People roamed the streets in pairs and groups. The streets were occupied by buskers playing trumpets, trombones, saxophones and the works. She even came across the occasional artist who would be painting on a large canvas in the middle of the street. She found a brass band playing a Stevie Wonder song and stood by to watch and listen for a few minutes. This was one of the things she had become to love about New Orleans. The music was filled with soul and she had grown to appreciate the art of music because of everyone's passion for it. She dropped five dollars into the saxophone case before making her way home.

Once she reached her apartment building, she walked up the stairs to the third floor and unlocked her apartment door. Finally in the comfort and security of her own home, she changed into her pyjamas before pulling out her case files for her mission and looking over them. It had been a week since herself and Katherine had arrived in town and they were yet to have a sighting of the assassin they had to capture and take out. Though the files were helpful to an extent, they couldn't do much with them until they found the man himself. They didn't even have a name. All they had was a title the man had become known as – probably for this reason too. Caroline knew that if she was an assassin, she wouldn't want people to know her true identity. Across the top of the profile page was the title 'The Hybrid'. It sounded weird as Hell to Caroline. Who the Hell would call themselves that? And who the Hell would call someone that? Caroline didn't know but it sure was doing its job at hiding the man's identity.

Thankfully, there was a picture of the man for Caroline to go by for when she finally found the man. The image was slightly blurred but she could see it clear enough to know that he had blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. Caroline had a moment of panic when she thought it might have been that Australian that Katherine had taken off with and quickly grabbed for her phone, but then reconsidered the likelihood of it and decided it wasn't him. That man from the bar didn't have cheekbones like the man in the photo did and Caroline released a relieved sigh. Katherine could continue canoodling with the foreigner. Caroline, however, closed up her files and put them away for the night, deciding to just crawl into bed and curl up for a well-deserved sleep.

That's the first chapter! Woooo! Klaus wasn't in this chapter, but I promise you will get a glimpse of him in the next one. He won't talk in it, but he will be in it. And so will the ever lovely Rebekah!

Until then, I would love to read some reviews from you guys. They always make my day and motivate me so much.

Celeste xoxo