A/N: So, this was originally meant to be a one-shot, but I kind of felt like doing more with them. Review and let me know if you'd like me to continue. Thanks ;)

"Caroline, where are you? You've been gone for a week." Elena's voice practically shrieked through the speaker on Caroline's cell. Klaus shot her an amused smirk.

"I'm guessing you didn't tell them you were coming to visit the Big Bad Hybrid, then?"

"I, uh…might have failed to mention that, yes," Caroline replied as she placed her hand over the mouthpiece.

"Caroline, I can still hear you even if you try to muffle it. And who is that talking in the background? Caroline Forbes, are you with a man? Oh my gosh, did you find Tyler?"

Klaus let out a low growl, and the blonde at his side gave him a warning glance.

"No, Elena, I'm not with Tyler."

"Well, who then? And where are you? I'm this close to having Bonnie do some kind of searching spell for you?"

"Relax, I'm fine. I'm…Well, it's a funny story actually. You're really gonna love it. You know how I always wanted to go travelling?"

Klaus started to chuckle slightly beside her and she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yeah…" Elena said slowly, cautiously.

"Well, Klaus said that he would take me around the world so I though, what the heck, why not? So, I'm in New Orleans," she said in a rush, breathless at the end. There was a beat of silence, then-

"WHAT?! You're where? Caroline, what is wrong with you? Have you completely lost it? You have, haven't you? I knew planning all those parties and dances would get to your head eventually. It's probably the helium from all those balloons."

Klaus let out a loud, boisterous laugh.

"That was him, wasn't it? I can hear that pretentious little bastard laughing! Put him on, I want to give him a piece of my mind!"

"No, Elena!" Caroline growled suddenly. Klaus looked taken aback by her outburst. Honestly, so was she. "I'm here of my own free will. I don't care if you think I'm stupid or reckless. Maybe I am, but it's my decision to make, not yours. You got to make your decision with Damon despite everything I said and everything he had done to me, so let me make my decision here."

She hung up immediately after that and stormed off the balcony she and Klaus had been sitting on and into the living room. They were still in New Orleans. She wanted to see some of the city before they moved on to Rome. She had just settled on the couch when she felt his presence behind her.

"Sounds like Elena's being quite the hypocrite," he said softly, reaching his hand up to rest on her shoulder.

"You think?" she shot back sarcastically. "You know, you would think she would be a little more understanding considering the love of her life used to be the scum of the earth."

Klaus began to massage her shoulders as she grew comfortable and continued her tirade.

"Seriously, though, she just goes right after him without asking me of all people. Is she stupid? How could I not worry about her after everything he-"

She grew stiff in his arms, but he persisted. "Everything he what, darling?" he asked sweetly.

She jumped up and turned on him. "Oh no, mister. I know exactly what you're doing, and it's not going to work."

She moved to shove past him, but he grabbed her arm and held her mere inches from him.

"Caroline, what did Damon do to you?" he growled, all pretenses gone. Caroline, no longer afraid of Klaus, glared defiantly at him.

"I don't want to talk about it."




Her gaze softened and finally she sighed deeply before sitting on the couch again. When he didn't immediately join her, she patted the spot next to her. She didn't want to feel like someone was lurking around while she told this story. He nodded encouragingly and she looked down at her hands.

"When Damon first came into town, I was still human. He, uh, I guess he wanted information on Elena so he could find a way to hurt Stefan. He would compel me to tell him things about them, to be his little spy. He would feed on me and make me forget later. And then, uh…there were other things," her voice faltered slightly.

"I was his own personal toy. I remember every day he told me he would kill me when I wasn't useful anymore. He would tell me I was vapid, shallow, and useless. As if I didn't know that already."

She let out a short laugh as a few tears escaped.

"Then one night he finally tried to kill me. The only reason he couldn't was because Stefan spiked my drink with vervain. But then, that's Stefan. Always protecting people from his crazy brother."

She stayed silent for several minutes before looking up at him, and wasn't shocked to find his face livid.

"I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"I'm going to rip his heart out," he hissed.

She rolled her eyes at his melodramatic response. "No, you're not."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't!"

"Because that would defeat the whole purpose! My whole point was that Elena got to make her decision without any influence from me, so I should be able to make mine without any from her."

"If I kill him, then it wouldn't count as influence from you."


"Fine! I don't understand why you want to protect him though, after what he did," he grumbled, pouting that he wouldn't finally get to kill his least favorite Salvatore.

Caroline just chuckled. "Klaus, I am in no way protecting him, trust me. I can't stand the bastard. But, I have forgiven him, as hard as that may be to believe. I have learned to be the bigger person. Plus, Elena's happy. I think she's insane and it sickens me, but she's happy, so I deal."

Klaus gaped at her and she suddenly became self conscious.

"What? What is it? Is there something-"

She was cut off as Klaus tackled her to the couch and attacked her lips.

"You," he murmured between heated kisses. "Are the most amazing, incredible, fascinating, stunning woman I have ever met."

She giggled before placing an open-mouthed kiss on his neck, causing him to let out a groan of appreciation.