Summary: AU- Caroline Forbes and Niklaus Mikaelson met in 1015, Klaus was different then, loving and kind. Caroline fell fast for him and they married soon after. Their life together was perfect, simple, and all they could ever imagine, and then it all came crashing down. -Damon Salvatore and Caroline Forbes met in 1866. They lived and learned from each other. Their time together was wild, exciting, and so much fun, until they were forced apart. Now Caroline is back in Mystic Falls. What brought her back after all this time? Who will capture her heart again? Will they keep it this time, or will the cruel world tear them apart again?
A/N: So, this is my first time in this area of fanfiction, I hope you guys enjoy. Please keep in mind that I do not know a great deal about this area, let alone the different time periods, but I am researching and doing my best. So read, favorite, and review. Thank you all!
Damon and Stefan walked into the Sheriff's office quickly, he looked up as they entered and he stood.
"Boys." he nodded.
"Sheriff." Stefan nodded to him.
"We have a problem." he said grabbing a file from his desk. He passed it to Stefan and Damon peered over his shoulder as he opened it.
"Four dead bodies in the woods in two days." Stefan said reading over it and flipping through the reports and pictures.
"Yep, all with their throats torn at and their bodies drained of blood." he said.
"Vampire?" Stefan cocked an eyebrow.
"Have you boys turned anyone new lately?" he asked taking the file back. Damon rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Are you insinuating we don't know how to control ourselves?" he asked with a smirk. The Sheriff looked at him and pursed his lips.
"No, we haven't." Stefan said.
"Well then, I guess we have a visitor." he said quickly.
"We'll find it and stop it." Stefan said.
"You do that, before we have to." he said. Stefan nodded and they left quickly.
"Well as delightful as that was, I have better things to do with my day." Damon said as they exited the office. Stefan reached out and caught him.
"We don't need anyone else bringing unwanted attention to us." He said.
"Always so serious Stefan, can't we let the Sheriff handle this one just this once?" Damon asked.
"Did you even look at the file?" Stefan asked. Damon shrugged and shook his head.
"I recognize those names, each one of those guys was a felon, and each one for a bad crime, rape, murder, things like that. Recently released from jail. None of them were good guys." Stefan said.
"So what, we have a vigilante vampire?" Damon asked.
"Yeah, a vampire that doesn't need to be killed, just controlled, probably new." He said. Damon crossed his arms and shrugged.
"Fine." He said giving in. Stefan nodded and they turned toward the car.
"Call Bonnie, she can check the borders." Stefan said. Damon nodded and pulled out his phone. He hit a few numbers and pressed the phone to his ear.
"Bonnie, when is the last time you checked the barriers?" Damon asked.
"I can usually feel when something new comes through." Bonnie said.
"Well if they aren't new to town, just a new vampire would you feel it?" Stefan asked.
"No, if they were hear when the borders were set then no." she said.
"Can you check them?" Damon asked.
"Give me a minute." She said. The line went silent and they waited. A few months ago Bonnie set up borders around the town, it helped them to monitor who and what came in and out of Mystic Falls.
"Yeah, something came through three days ago, vampire." Bonnie said.
"Area?" Stefan asked.
"Other side of the river." She said.
"Thanks." Damon said as he hung up.
"River, check." Damon said with a smirk.
Later that night they walked through the woods slowly, both sniffing the air, both keeping their eyes open. They didn't have to walk long before they heard a loud shriek and the smell of blood hit them. They raced forward and came face to face with a tall, blonde girl holding a man against a tree, drinking in gulps from his neck. Stefan rushed forward and pulled her back quickly. She lashed out at him but he quickly pinned her arms behind her back while Damon grabbed the man and compelled him to forget all of this and go home. Stefan struggled to keep his hold. The girl was pretty, her eyes were pale blue and she had pretty pale skin.
"Ok, who are you?" Damon asked as he came up to her. She growled and jerked against Stefan's hold.
"None of your damn business." She said. Damon wiggled his eyebrows and smirked.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked.
"I'm doing nothing wrong, these men deserve to die." She said pulling again.
"Who are you?" Damon asked again.
"My name is Jess." She said softly.
"Ok Jess, what are you doing here." Stefan asked.
"Running." She said.
"From?" Damon asked.
"The woman trying to control me." she said growling again.
"She made me the way I am and she won't let me eat like I want to." She said hissing as Damon got close.
"Who made you?" he asked. She opened her mouth to speak but a streak of blonde hair flashed in their faces and Jess went limp in Stefan's arms. Rebekah stood in front of her, a stake in her hand, the end inside Jess.
"Rebekah." He said quickly as he eased Jess to the ground.
"She stole my meal." Rebekah smirked and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"So you killed her?" Stefan asked.
"It shouldn't be as surprising as you make it out to be." Rebekah said. She gave a sideways glace to the brothers before she turned and sped away.
"Problem solved." Damon shrugged and Stefan sighed.
The next day Elena, Damon, and Stefan stood in the living room of the house, The Sheriff in front of them.
"So no more bodies piling up?" he asked.
"Yep, no more bodies." Stefan said. He nodded and thanked them before he headed to the door. When he opened it Bonnie stood on the outside, her hand poised to knock.
"Bonnie." The Sheriff nodded. Bonnie nodded back and passed him, coming into the house.
"Hey Bonnie." Elena smiled.
"Hey." She said nodding. Elena noticed she looked worried and she frowned.
"Everything alright?" she asked. Bonnie frowned and shook her head, both Damon and Stefan looked up from what they were doing.
"Something came through the border." she said.
"Something?" Elena asked.
"Something big, something old, vampire." She said closing her eyes briefly.
"Are you going to give us more hints?" Damon asked waving his hand.
"I don't know anything else, I can just feel it coming." She said.
"Is it dangerous?" Stefan asked.
"Can't tell." Bonnie said shaking her head.
"Well let's go ask the resident dictionaries on all things old." Damon smirked.
"Klaus?" Elena asked.
"I was thinking more along the lines of Rebekah." He said.
They walked through the doors of the Mikaelson home quickly, all together. Bonnie could tell Klaus was not home, she'd made sure of that.
"The least you lot could do was knock." Rebekah said appearing in the living room.
"As much as we hate to ask, we need your help." Elena said. Rebekah stared at them and Bonnie picked up.
"Something crossed the border this morning, old, vampire, strong." Bonnie said.
"And?" Rebekah asked, propping herself against the couch.
"Because when something like this comes in, it usually threatens all our livelihood." Stefan said.
"Nothing worse than when the villagers get spooked." Damon said. Rebekah pursed her lips and finally nodded.
"What are you asking?" she said.
"Do you know of another old, strong vampire?" Elena asked.
"My brothers and I have made plenty of vampires, some are old, some are not." She said.
"So you're saying you don't know?" Bonnie asked.
"Yes, but Stefan has a point I guess, so I will help you look." She said nodding toward the door for them to leave.
"Alright." Damon nodded as they walked out the door.
Stefan followed behind Damon as they walked through the woods, Elena behind them, Rebekah at their side.
"We have been out here for hours. I am tired, my feet hurt, and I stink." Rebekah said.
"It's not going to kill you." Damon smirked. Rebekah rolled her eyes and then quickly froze.
"I smell blood." she said, she turned and raced off, Damon and Stefan right behind her. They flew through the woods, dodging trees and fallen branches, the blood hit their noses and they were on the body before they knew it. A man, lying flat on his back, blood smeared across his neck. Stefan bent and looked over him, his eyes caught the rise and fall of his chest.
"He's still alive." Stefan said. Elena was behind them in an instant.
"I know him." she said peering over their shoulders. Stefan looked back at her.
"Jack Benson, he lived two towns over, just got out of jail for a robbery gone wrong, it was all over the news, he shot a man, didn't kill him, but injured him badly." Elena said.
"I can catch it." Rebekah yelled and ran off before they even noticed.
"I got it." Damon said running off behind her. He was no match for her speed, but he could see her in the distance. She stopped suddenly and he came up on her quickly. She was on the ground, a mess of blonde hair and bodies rolling blocked his vision. Rebekah was clinging to another girl, trying to get a hold on her, but she kept failing and the other body jerked free finally, hopping to her feet. Rebekah was up right along with her and the two girls stared at each other. Damon finally saw the face of the other girl, he was stunned. The blonde hair, the blue eyes, the pale skin, and splash of freckles.
"Caroline." The name fell from his and Rebekah's lips at the same time. She stared at them both, her eyes darting back and forth between the two, her chest rising and falling.
"Rebekah." She said in astonishment, her eyes wide.
"Damon." She whispered, her head shaking back and forth as if she could not believe the people in front of her. Damon looked her over, she looked exactly the same as she had in 1866, beautiful and doe eyed. Damon heard Stefan run up behind him, Elena next to him. Caroline's eyes fell on the pair and she turned away and ran, Rebekah moved to go after her but Damon caught her arm.
"Let her go. She won't go far." Damon said. Rebekah glared at him and pulled her arm free.
"How do you know her?" she asked.
"I could ask you the same thing." he said.
"I have to catch her." Rebekah said turning. Damon caught her again and shook his head. Rebekah ripped away and shoved him hard.
"If you know anything about her you know she runs and she'll never talk to you, let her come to you. She'll come back." Damon said. Rebekah sighed and looked in the direction she'd run.
"Who was that?" Elena asked.
"Caroline." Damon said quickly.
"Your Caroline?" Stefan asked, his eyes widening.
"Your Caroline?" Rebekah asked quickly, glaring at him.
"Long story." He said.
"You both know her?" Stefan asked.
"She was my sister in law for eleven years, I thought she was dead." Rebekah said slowly.
"She married one of your brothers?" Damon asked lifting his eyebrows and frowning. Rebekah chuckled, clearly in a good mood.
"And I bet you will never guess which one." She said.
"Elijah." Stefan said. Rebekah shook her head and jerked it toward town.
"Meet me back at my house." She said turning and running away.
"How long has it been Damon?" Stefan asked. Damon turned and looked away from his brother and Elena, his heart pounding in an oh so familiar way.
"Over on hundred years." He said slowly.
"Let's go." he said.
They entered the house quickly, Rebekah was waiting in the middle of the room, a small book in her hands. It looked very old and worn out, but clearly it had been well preserved.
"Nice of you to finally join me." she said looking up. They nodded and filed into the room.
"Caroline just so happens to be the only other girl I've ever gotten along with." Rebekah said flipping through the book.
"Cut to the chase, who was she married to?" Damon asked.
"Niklaus." She said with a small smile. She could swear each of their mouths fell open slightly.
"She was married to him?" Stefan asked.
"For eleven years. They were wonderfully happy together." Rebekah frowned. Elena seemed genuinely interested and she slowly sat down on the couch.
"They were in love?" she asked. Rebekah smiled and nodded.
"Very much so." She said, she paused briefly and flipped to the front of the book.
"They met in 1015…"