AU/AH. When Klaus told his brother Kol to get his head together, he didn't necessarily mean for him to start the first serious relationship of his life with a woman so beautiful. He didn't mean to fall in love with her either. Kol/Caroline, eventually Klaus/Caroline.
A/N: This idea randomly popped into my head and I just couldn't shake it out so I decided to write it down. I don't exactly have a good track record with multi-chaptered fanfictions, but I'm very excited about this one so hopefully if you'll like it enough, I will be able to see it through. I'm actually so excited about this story that I made a notebook full of information and notes about it, like the characters' ages, a little of background, stuff like that... just in case I end up forgetting something, which is totally like me. So, if you would like to know any additional fact, just ask me and I will be more than happy to tell you.
Now, enough jibber jabber, as Kol would say, and on with the story. Enjoy!
"I still can't believe Kol is actually bringing a girl home," Rebekah voiced everyone's thoughts while placing the last plate on the long, marble table in the very spacious dining room of the Mikaelson household.
"Seems like your speech had the exact effect we were hoping for, Niklaus," Elijah said while adjusting the lapels of his dark, tailored suit.
Klaus smirked, "Oh, I wouldn't know. He could always be playing us."
Rebekah grimaced, but shook her head, "I doubt that. I mean, he wouldn't bring home some strumpet with the kids around."
Shrugging, Klaus looked towards his sister-in-law, Elijah's wife Katherine, playing with their three-year-old son Daniel in the adjacent room. Their other brother Finn and his wife Sage, with their twins Caspar and Cassidy, currently five years old, were upstairs, freshening up after having just arrived from the airport.
Eventually, he sighed, "I wouldn't put that past Kol, truth to be told."
It was no secret Kol was the so-called 'black sheep' of the Mikaelson family; he was immature, reckless, and got a kick out of putting himself in trouble most of the time. Three months ago, after bailing him out of jail for what seemed like the millionth time for disorderly conduct, Klaus—the brother Kol respected and looked up to the most despite the fact that Elijah was indeed the oldest one—had a good, long talk with him. He couldn't just keep on wasting his life like that. He was still young, and certainly he had both the brains and the chance to set things straight. However, nobody expected such a self-proclaimed womanizer like him to start getting his head together by engaging a rather serious relationship with a girl for the very first time in his life. But hey, they were going to take whatever suited him.
"Maybe he'll just show up alone," Rebekah speculated. "A big, early April Fool's for everyone."
Elijah chuckled. "You seem to forget I saw the girl, Rebekah."
"Couldn't he have just hired someone to deceive you?"
"Kol is not that cunning, dear sister. And he's been working very diligently at the firm these past few months. Maybe our brother really did change."
Rebekah rolled her eyes. Kol was pretending to have become a bit of a workaholic and now he was Elijah's favorite sibling, go figure. "Kol is Kol, Elijah. He'll never change."
"So you're not even a bit impressed that he's actually managed to keep a job for more than two days?" Klaus interjected, placing a couple of bottles of red wine on the perfectly set table.
"When said job is at the family's law firm? Erm, no. I'm not buying that."
Klaus chuckled, "You do have a point, but I think you're just jealous because you're the only single sibling in the family now."
No need for his family to know he had dumped Camille a month ago already, they worried way too much about his love life, or lack thereof.
Glaring menacingly at her older brother, Rebekah huffed in annoyance, "Whatever, let's just get this over with."
The three siblings talked for a while longer, soon joined by Finn, Sage, and Katherine as the twins happily entertained and looked after Daniel.
"No third degree on the girl, please," Elijah said, looking pointedly at his wife.
Katherine rolled her eyes at her husband's antics, "Don't worry about me. You said she seemed nice, so I'll give her the time of a day."
"Nice? Doesn't exactly seem like Kol's type then," Finn laughed, sipping some of his wine.
"I believe it was about time he met someone like Caroline. She seems to keep him with his feet on the ground. They really complement each other. You'll see once they get here. Kol is a whole new person around her."
Rebekah snorted, "Let's see how long that lasts."
"Well, it has lasted three months already," Sage pointed out. "That's definitely a lot longer than Kol usually keeps his girls around for."
"Try to be happy for our brother, Rebekah," Elijah reproached her softly. "Don't scare the girl off. Kol said this is important to him. She isimportant to him."
Rebekah rolled her eyes, arms crossed over her chest, "Alright. I'm sure Kol can fend for himself anyway."
Klaus chuckled, "You fear for our brother? I'd fear for the poor girl."
Rebekah shook her head lightly, "You don't get it, Nik. Boys like you and Kol—all macho-like and cocky—are the ones who end up getting hurt the most when they actually fall for a girl."
"She's right," Katherine quipped. "Girls are evil schemers; she's probably a gold digger."
"Enough," Elijah interrupted with a raised, annoyed tone. "This is exactly what we don't need. No harsh or hurried judgments, please."
The doorbell rang then, and everyone in the room tensed slightly.
"I'll go get the door," Elijah offered, raising from his chair at the head of the table. "Get the kids seated in the meantime, please."
"Don't be agitated, darling," Kol tried to soothe Caroline's nerves as they exited the car and made their way towards the door of his brother Elijah's house.
"I wasn't, but, ugh, look at the house!" she half whispered, half shrieked, on the verge of a panic attack.
Kol chuckled lightly, taking her hand in his and intertwining their fingers, "Don't be silly. It doesn't matter."
She rolled her eyes, "Oh, I doubt that. Your family is going to be all fancy and sophisticated and I'll be, well, me."
"Which means perfect," he added, drawing patters on the back of her hand, earning himself an adorable glare from Caroline. "It's true. And you know me, and you already met Elijah, so you know my family is not like that."
"No, I know you and Elijah are not like that."
It was Kol's turn to roll his eyes, "Trust me, love, they will be on their best behavior."
'Which, truth to be told, wasn't saying much when it came to the Mikaelson family', he thought, but she really didn't need to know that.
Caroline turned towards Kol, letting go of his hand to bring her arms around his neck. She sighed, "It's just a lot of pressure to know that I'm the first girl you ever brought to meet your family."
Kol grinned, bringing his arms around her waist to pull her closer, "And hopefully the last one, but, yeah, no pressure."
She glared at him, her cheeks now red both for the cold air of the Manhattan's February and for his intense stare and words.
"That helped, thanks," she mumbled sarcastically.
Lowering his head, Kol touched Caroline's lips lightly, "Come on now, before we freeze to death."
It took Elijah only a minute to get to the door. He composed himself and then opened it, a genuine, wide smile on his face as he greeted his brother and his girlfriend.
"Kol, Caroline, I'm glad to see you made it here safely."
Kol rolled his eyes, "It's not like you live in the middle of nowhere, brother. We made it here just fine."
He looked down at Caroline, winking, remembering just how fine their trip had been, especially their fifteen minutes stop in the reserved area of the highway.
She elbowed him in the ribs, looking up at him warily. He just rolled his eyes again, "Chill, love, he's my brother."
Elijah slightly shook his head at his younger sibling's antics, opening the door further to allow the couple in, taking their coats.
"Thank you, Elijah," Caroline said politely. "For having us, too. You have a beautiful house."
"Thank you, Caroline. Although, I do have to admit that is more my wife's doing than mine. And I'm more than happy to have you here. Kol barely visits, so it was quite a pleasant surprise when he asked me to get the family together to officially introduce you to us."
Caroline blushed, bringing her bottom lip between her teeth nervously.
"See? No pressure, love," Kol teased, earning himself a death glare which he pointedly ignored. "Where are the others?"
"In the dining room. We should all be about ready for the main course, so you can join them while I inform the kitchen."
Kol took Caroline's hand in his again, leading her towards the dining room.
"Right, the kitchen," she half mocked. "Why have I, for a single moment, thought this family didn't have a personal cook?"
"Ah, ah, love. It can actually be quite annoying, I suppose. I mean, think about never having sex on the kitchen counter or table. Torture!"
Caroline just rolled her eyes, fixing the wrinkles on the skirt of her dark blue skater dress—it was classy but casual, "Oh, yeah, pure torture!" she agreed sarcastically.
The mansion was enormous and even more beautiful inside than it was from the outside. Caroline couldn't even begin to imagine the time and care decorating the whole house so neatly yet warmly must have taken. She was so captured by the refined beauty of the walls and furniture that she didn't even notice they had eventually made it to the dining room.
"Uncle Kol!" Daniel called out excitedly from his high chair, waving his little arms around.
Kol chuckled, "Glad at least someone seems happy to see me."
"Must you always act like such a drama queen, Kol?" Rebekah joked, as her and everybody else rose from their chairs to greet the younger Mikaelson brother.
"Everyone, this is Caroline," he introduced her, putting his hand on her lower back in a soothing manner.
"Hi," she said in a little voice, leaning towards Kol.
This was so odd for her. She was good with people, exceptional even, no matter if they were old friends or new acquaintances. She had never had any problems finding herself among big crowds, but that night felt different. She really wanted things to work between her and Kol, and she felt like a fish out of water with so many obviously well-off people scrutinizing her from head to toe.
"Shall we sit?" Kol suggested, trying to diffuse the tension that had fallen upon the room.
"Yes, please. Let's all sit. The food will be ready shortly," Elijah thankfully reentered the room then, gesturing spiritedly towards the spacious table at the center of the room. "Kol, please, sit at my left with Caroline."
Everyone took their seat, and Caroline ended up between Kol and Rebekah.
"So, Kol and Caroline, how did you two meet?" Sage asked curiously from the other side of the table.
"Oh, it's quite the funny story," Kol grinned, looking down at Caroline who was seated on his left, their hands clasped together, fingers intertwined. "Do you wanna tell it, love, or shall I?"
Caroline sighed. "Well, I work at the café in town—the one near the law firm, and–"
"That's your job?" Rebekah interrupted accusingly from beside her, scrunching her nose in disgust.
"Uhm, well, yes. It's only temporary, I hope, though. I need it to pay for college."
"College? How old are you exactly?" Rebekah pried again.
"Bekah," Kol warned her from beside Caroline, irritation obvious on his face.
Caroline smiled up at him reassuringly, caressing the back of his hand, which was still tightly clasped with hers on her lap, "It's okay. I'm 19, and majoring in Psychology."
"That sounds interesting. What would you like to do after that?" Elijah asked.
"I haven't really thought that far ahead," Caroline answered, laughing awkwardly. "I chose it because I really like and feel comfortable being around people"—usually—"Helping them out, that sort of things. I'm kind of the problem solver among my friends."
"Sweet," Katherine commented bitingly, "but go on, please. Tell us how you met my dear brother-in-law."
Kol squeezed Caroline's hand under the table—he was going to kill his bloody family.
"Yeah, well, he entered the café one day, and I had to tend his table, and he, well, he acted very Kol-ish on me. Let's put it that way," she joked, earning a laugh from all the men at the table plus Sage. "I told him off, which it's something he obviously wasn't used to, and therefore he decided to make my life hell from then on. He actually learned my working schedule by heart, and he would wait for me to arrive every single time before purposefully blocking me with his car so that I couldn't park anywhere"—she glared up at his boyfriend at the memory—"It was super annoying, but I was sure he would drop it eventually–"
"Which I didn't," Kol quipped proudly.
"Obviously," she smiled. "This one time, he actually got me in trouble with my boss, because he made me check in late, and it really piss–mmh, it really, really bothered me, of course, so we had another fight in the parking lot, during which he told me he would stop only if I agreed to go out on a date with him, and now here we are."
Kol smirked, looking at his girlfriend with a mischievous glint in his eyes that made Caroline squirm in her seat. So what? Maybe she did skip the part where they had mind-blowing sex in the backseat of his Porsche in between, but they were dining with his family, after all.
"That's a very romantic story," Cassidy, Finn and Sage's daughter, commented from the seat next to her mother, a bright smile on her face. "You are very cute together."
Caroline blushed, while Kol just smiled softly at his niece, "Thank you, Dee. Of course we are."
Everyone at the table laughed, and the air finally felt less tense as the food arrived and everybody engaged in different conversations with those nearest to them.
"Scared to death, yet?" Kol whispered casually, but the worry was evident in both his tone and face.
"Never," Caroline reassured him with a smile, letting go of his hand to start eating.
The rest of dinner went on rather smoothly. The kids seemed quite enamored with Caroline, especially Daniel, who demanded she played with him in the living room while the other adults had something stronger to drink in the adjacent room. Caroline wasn't a lightweight or a straight-edge by any means, but Kol's family had reacted oddly enough to the fact that she was only nineteen already, and she didn't particularly feel like fueling Rebekah's hatred towards her by drinking anything remotely alcoholic.
"Our Daniel doesn't usually like strangers," Katherine commented, leaning against the door-frame, her tone soft.
Caroline simply smiled, helping Daniel walking around with his little hands in hers, "I've always been quite good with babies."
The dark-haired woman approached her, sitting down on her floor beside her, "I don't doubt that. You are very nice, and easy-going"—she admitted truthfully—"I'm sorry Rebekah and I acted like crazy people before"—she laughed—"We're just all very protective when it comes to our family."
Caroline didn't exactly know how to feel about Katherine's words. She was surprised, to say the least, but grateful.
"No, it's okay, I understand," she answered, shaking her head. "I only have my mum, but I'd do anything for her... and for my friends—they're my family."
Katherine nodded, smiling at the way Daniel was wiggling around happily. "I think we were all just surprised, mostly. We still are. I'm sure you know Kol never brought a girl home before? He's just not quite that kind of guy."
"Yeah, he told me. I was super nervous," she laughed, pleased when Katherine joined in. "I've actually met the family only once before, and even then, I already knew both parents, because him and I had grown up together, so this was pretty new for me as well."
"And we made it even harder."
Caroline shrugged, "I don't think meeting your boyfriend's family for the first time could ever be easy."
"I suppose that's true, too. I had it a bit easier than you. I already knew Sage, and there was no bitchy possible future sister-in-law to give me the third degree. That's my role," she joked.
The two women laughed wholeheartedly together.
"Am I interrupting something?" Kol's voice caught their attention then, a smirk on his lips as he observed them.
"We were just about done," Katherine quipped, winking down at Caroline as she rose to her feet, picking a sleepy Daniel up with her.
Kol moved towards Caroline just as Katherine left the room.
"Should I be jealous of my nephew?" he teased, eyebrows raised as he closed his arms around Caroline's waist and pulled her closer.
"Ouch, love. And I'm not?"
Caroline rolled her eyes, placing her hands on his chest, "You're a different kind of adorable."
He lowered his head to kiss her, but she pushed him away lightly, "No kissing in front of your family."
"Seriously? They're not even paying us any attention."
"Still, I don't wanna take any chances," she chastised. "They seem to not hate me so far, and I would really like to keep it that way."
"They love you, believe me."
Caroline hummed, unsure, "Well, let's not do anything to jeopardize that then."
"Alriiight," he drawled, dropping his head to nuzzle her neck affectionately, "but if being around my family means I can't kiss you, we really need to leave right now."
He rose his head to place a light kiss on her cheek.
He took her hand in his and led her back into the dining room, where the others were. Caroline pointedly decided to ignore the glare Rebekah was obviously directing at her, instead happily noticing how everybody else seemed to look at them with an approving smile on their faces.
"We'll leave now, Elijah, if that's okay," Kol announced.
Elijah promptly set the glass of scotch he was nursing on the dark, wooden counter, "Of course it's okay. I'll escort you out."
The couple politely said their goodbyes to the rest of Kol's family, and started towards the hallway.
"Oi, Nik!" Kol called out to his older brother before leaving the room. "What about a double date with Camille?"
He asked expectantly, not noticing how Klaus cringed at the mention of his former girlfriend. 'Too bad they didn't know they broke up.'
"You know you're my favorite brother, I need your full approval on this one," he added with a smirk, pointing down at Caroline beside him. "I'll have to dump her otherwise."
That comment earned him a punch in the arm by his girlfriend.
Klaus stalled for a moment.
"Uhm, sure, Kol," he agreed, reluctantly. He would have made up some excuse later, no need to come clean about Camille in front of his whole family now.
"Cool! 'Night, folks!"
Kol and Caroline put their coats back on, bid Elijah goodnight, and eventually left the Mikaelson household.
Kol noticed his girlfriend pouting as they made their way towards the car.
"Is something the matter, love?"
Caroline sighed, "Don't get me wrong, but I thought we were going to stay clear of your family for a while now."
Kol chuckled, opening the door for her as she got into the car, "Don't worry about my brother—he's fine, just likes to keep to his own."
"I noticed. He was awfully quiet throughout the whole dinner, and you know this girl doesn't bode well with awkward silences."
Kol simply chuckled again, shaking his head and lowering himself a bit to place a soft kiss on her lips.
"It will be fun, love," he promised. "I have a feeling you'll really like Nik."
A/N: So this is the first chapter! No Klaus/Caroline interactions, I know, but obviously they'll grow into their friendship and then their relationship very, very slowly, just warning you here. When I was first deciding on everybody's seats during dinner, I actually, totally unintentionally, put Caroline in between Kol and Klaus, but then I didn't wanna make it too obvious so I switched Klaus with Rebekah, who definitely seems like the kind of sister who would elbow Klaus in the guts and sit next to Caroline so she could go all bitchy on her.
Next chapters should all be longer than this one, which is relatively short, but for now I just wanted to test the waters, see what kind of feedback the story receives and go from there to decide how long each chapter and the full story is going to be. So please, do review if you liked this.
A huge thank you to my beta, S. A. Arkenburgh, you should all check her stories, they're great.
Until next time, Giulia.