This is my new Klaroline story, I hope you're going to like it.
Caroline's plan is a total success and Klaus is put in Rebekah's body. Caroline feels guilty and when Klaus finds a way to come back, he is extremely pissed at her. What is he going to do about it?
Please be nice with the mistakes, English is not my first language.
I don't own anything in TVD.
The plan had been a total success. Klaus had been put in Rebekah's body and because she was daggered he had been as incapacitated as she was and buried deep down in concrete. As Caroline had said, the two birds had been killed with one stone and Mystic Falls was for now Original' free. Everything had actually gone so well that the whole group was surprised. It was probably the first time that one of their plans had been so successful with so little efforts and troubles.
Everybody was now gathered at the boarding house, celebrating Klaus' demise. There was a slight feeling of 'déjà vu' like after he had been desiccated but this time it was even better. This time, they would make sure that Klaus will actually stay buried. He was not needed anymore. The mood was then extremely cheerful at the boarding house where everybody was drinking and making toasts.
Caroline was indisputably the queen of the party. After all, she was the one to come up with the final plan and everybody was very admiring. Even Damon had made the effort to give her a few words of congratulation. The toasts were flying in her honor all around the place and no one was prouder of her than Tyler. His pride was mixed with a little guilt for trying to keep her away from his plan. He should have known that he could count on her. Caroline had always been there for him after all. He was furious with himself to have tried to keep her away but everything was fine now. They were rid off Klaus for good, he loved Caroline more than ever and obviously, she was feeling the same way. Tyler tightened his grip around Caroline's waist and beamed at her when she looked at him. "You are a genius," he declared enthusiastically in her ear. "I love you," he added, suddenly serious. Caroline smiled softly at him. "I love you too," she whispered. Tyler kissed her lovingly and let go of her to get a refill of his glass.
Caroline watched him go away with a weird sensation in her whole body. She was smiling, laughing, talking, accepting graciously all the compliments her friends were showering her with and on the surface she seemed at the highlight of happiness. But a weird feeling was coursing through her body and she couldn't tell what it was. She felt like her body was here but like her mind was someway detached from it and was floating far away from her. She had the sensation that her body and her mind were disconnected from each other. Her body was here, with her friends and was acting as everyone was expecting to but her mind was far away from here and was feeling horribly wrong and lonely. Caroline tried to recompose herself. She made an effort to really enjoy the party and the way her friends were treating her but she couldn't stop the nagging feeling in her mind which refuse to let her take pleasure in the moment.
After a couple of hours her uneasiness reached its peak. While everybody was busy drinking and dancing, Caroline discreetly sneaked out outside the boarding house and walked on the garden, enjoying the fresh air. She buried herself on the cardigan she had taken with her and took comfort on the warm material even if she didn't suffer from the cold anymore. Caroline sometimes missed the feeling of being cold and being soothed by a warm piece of clothing. For that reason, she had kept the habit to bury herself in a wool cardigan when she felt the need to be comforted. But why did she feel the need to be comforted tonight, Caroline wondered? Everything was fine. They won. Her plan had been a master plan. She could be proud of herself. They were definitely Klaus' free now.
At the thought of him, a pang of something weird hit her stomach. And suddenly Caroline understood what was the weird feeling which was keeping her from enjoying this evening.
It was guilt.
Caroline was feeling guilty. Because Klaus was gone and it was partially her fault. Caroline kept walking on the gardens trying to keep the disturbing feeling at bay. Klaus was bad. He had killed Jenna. He had used Elena as a blood bag. He had turned Tyler into a hybrid. He had made Stefan gone on a killing spree again. Bad. Klaus was bad. Caroline was repeating that to herself, over and over again like a litany, hoping to loosen the tight knot hurting her stomach. But images kept flooding in her memory. Klaus' smile at the Miss Mystic Fall pageant. Klaus' passion when he had talk to her about his art. Klaus' comforting embrace when he had held her in the school after she escaped from Alaric. Klaus' concern when he had ordered her to run home. Klaus' warmth when he had held her during the dance they had shared at his family ball.
Caroline growled, trying her best to bury these memories as deep as she could but her discomfort just refused to go away. Caroline thought about her previous conversation with Stefan. He was right. Klaus was no worse than them. Stefan had killed thousands of people. People with family, children and friends. And he had enjoyed doing it. Damon was the same. And herself…. Caroline had killed too. And she had enjoyed it. No, at the end of the day they were no better than Klaus. They had kept more humanity than him because as Stefan had said they all had the chance to have friends and family to rely on. Klaus had never had this. His own parents loathed him. Nobody had ever genuinely loved him or cared about him. Even Rebekah had turned her back on him at some point. He had never had only one person in his life he could blindly rely on. No wonder he had became what he was.
Caroline tightened her cardigan around her and wrapped her arms around herself. She was suddenly cold. Cold, and lost, and lonely. Her friends were celebrating their victory a mile away from her and she was here, alone in a garden, tortured with swirling nagging thoughts. What has she done? Was it really the right thing to do? Why couldn't she convince herself that she had been right?
"No celebration for you, Caroline?"
The voice behind her made her spin on her heels so quickly that she would have fallen if it wasn't for her vampire balance. Her ears were tricking her. Her mind was tricking her. It was impossible. Caroline slowly raised her eyes from the floor to the direction of the voice and her heart stopped.
Klaus was here.
Right in front of her.
He was still wearing the tuxedo in which he had been buried. He was looking at her, his face completely blanked, his eyes revealing nothing. Caroline swallowed. It was impossible. She was dreaming. The guilt had provoked hallucinations. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Klaus didn't speak either, expressionlessly looking at her. The tension rose until it was so dense it could have been cut with a knife. Caroline opened her mouth again. She made a strangled noise, closed it again and then focused really hard.
"You are not here," she finally breathed "you can't be here, I am hallucinating."
Klaus scoffed. "You wish you were," he said icily "but sadly for you, I am really here."
Caroline flinched at the sharpness of his tone. She was not used to hear it when he was talking to her.
She swallowed again.
"But, how?" she asked in a breath.
Klaus shrugged. "Apparently the body switch doesn't work properly when you do it with two Originals especially when one of them is daggered. I woke up in Rebekah's body but after a few hours I felt that the switch was activated once more. I was backed in my own body a few hours later."
Caroline kept staring at him, unable to process what was happening. He was here. Klaus was here. Klaus was alive. Caroline suddenly smiled, the painful knot finally loosening in her stomach. She promptly took a step towards Klaus to touch him, to be sure that he was really here but Klaus stepped back and Caroline's face fell.
"It seems that it is to you that I owe that wonderful plan to take me down?" Klaus asked sharply.
Caroline gulped and she stared at him, unable to answer.
Klaus suddenly raced to her and gripped roughly her arms. "Answer me Caroline. Was it your idea to put me in my sister's body to get rid of me?"
Caroline winced at the ache in her arms. Klaus was hurting her but it was the least of his worries. Still unable to speak, Caroline weakly nodded.
Klaus growled and tightened his grip on her arms even more. Caroline made a soft noise of pain but Klaus didn't let her go.
"So you betrayed me again, Caroline" he hissed. "Once again you used the way I feel about you to distract me. How many times do you think you can do that without any retaliation from my part?"
Caroline stayed silent and Klaus roughly took her face in her hands to make her look at him. Caroline winced again at the brutal gesture but Klaus didn't budge.
"You are going to answer me, Caroline," he said on that calm voice that Caroline knew was so dangerous.
She closed her eyes and tried to make some sorting out in her thoughts. She still couldn't process what was happening. Klaus was back. He was furious but he was back and Caroline couldn't help the relief which were slightly threatening to overwhelm her.
"I'm sorry," she finally whispered. "I'm sorry, Klaus, I didn't know what to do."
Klaus scoffed. "I don't care about your apologies" he said bitterly. "You played with me one too many times, Caroline. Now it's time to pay."
Caroline shuddered and involuntarily looked at towards the boarding house. She knew she was too far so anybody can hear her and she just hoped that nobody had came to search for her. This thing was between Klaus and her and she didn't want anybody in the middle of this mess.
Klaus misinterpreted her glance at the house. "Don't even think about calling for help," he warned her. "I will kill them all in a blink."
Caroline nodded, not trying to explain that she didn't think about calling for help, he wouldn't have believed her.
"What do you want from me?" she asked in a low voice.
"I want you to come with me. Now" Klaus voice was as sharp as a knife and didn't suffer any discussion. He turned his back on her and started walking away not even bothering to check that she was following. He knew that she wasn't stupid enough to put her friends' life at risk. He was right. Caroline didn't think twice before doing what she had been ordered to. She followed him.
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