HI GUYS AND GALS! So, I haven't written a fic in a while, but I just didn't know exactly what to write and I didn't take much time to really sit and think about it. I know that my last fic was a Klaroline fic, but I'm sort of stuck on them right now I guess. I can't believe they aren't going to be on the same show anymore :'((((

Anyway… back to the story. Please let me know what you think of this first chapter: If you think I should keep going, scratch the whole thing, etc.

Everyone is human! I haven't really thought much about other couples besides Klaroline, (with a little bit of Tyler thrown in BOOOOO :-P hehe) but even if there are other couples, they won't be a big part of the story.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! Happy reading…

Disclaimer: I do not own TVD, The Originals, or any of their characters.

Wake up, Caroline! She thought to herself as she tried to force her eyes open, but they wouldn't as much as flutter. She wanted to scream, to hit something, to move an inch, but her body just wouldn't cooperate. It was as if she was caught in a never ending nightmare, aware of what was going on around her, but not able to wake herself up so she could participate in the real world.

"Caroline, can you hear me?" She heard her best friend, Elena, ask.

Of course I can hear you! I'm not dead! Caroline wanted to yell, but she couldn't make herself respond.

"It's me, Elena," the voice spoke again. "Care, if you can hear me, please wake up."

Caroline could hear the sadness in her friend's voice. I'm trying. I really am.

"Any change?" Another voice entered the room, a voice that Caroline recognized, but couldn't quite place.

The voice was deep, obviously a man's voice, but it was filled with so much grief that Caroline's own heart felt like it was breaking. As she continued to listen to the conversation taking place in the room, she realized that the man had an accent, a British accent. The only men she knew with a British accent were the Mikaelson brothers, and she had no idea why any of them would be there.

"I just wish she would wake up. I don't understand why she hasn't come out of this yet," Elena explained.

"I know. I keep expecting her to open her eyes, but I guess she will when she's ready," the man replied.

I'm ready right now! Caroline's anger returned.

Caroline listened to the rest of their conversation, adding her own mental responses when she felt like they were necessary. After what felt like forever, Elena said her goodbyes. Caroline thought it was odd that her best friend was leaving, but it sounded like the man had no intentions of going anywhere. As she continued to rack her brain about who the man could possibly be, she felt a hand grab her own.

"Please wake up, sweetheart," the voice pleaded before planting a kiss on the back of her hand.

It can't be…Caroline thought to herself as she recalled the only man ever calling her sweetheart with that accent was none other than Klaus Mikaelson. Come on, Caroline, you have to wake up! She put all of her concentration on this seemingly simple task. It's time…

Caroline's eyes began to slowly open. I did it! She began to smile until she took in the scenery around her. She looked around the white room filled with chairs and monitors before her eyes landed on the last man she ever thought would be sitting beside her hospital bed.

"Why am I here?" She whispered.

Klaus' head shot up to meet her gaze, the surprise evident on his face. "Caroline! You're awake!" The smile that appeared was genuine, not his usual smirk, Caroline realized. "Hang on, I have to get the doctor," He told her before disappearing out of the room.

A minute later he reappeared with what had to be her doctor. The two men took what looked to be their usual places, the doctor by Caroline's side and Klaus near the end of her bed.

"It's nice to see those eyes, Caroline," The doctor smiled. "Do you remember how you got here?"

Caroline shook her head.

Flashback~ 1 week ago

Caroline entered her home after another long day of party planning. She was exhausted and starving, but from the lack of smell coming from the kitchen, she knew she was going to have to order take out from someplace.

"Nik, I'm home," she called out as she unwound the scarf that was wrapped around her neck.

When she received no reply, she began to look for him. As she was exiting his office, she noticed the red flashing light on their answering machine. She walked over and pressed play.

"Hello, sweetheart, I'm going to be at my studio late tonight. I'm still not ready for this art show tomorrow. Don't wait up for me. I love you." His voice filled the room.

Caroline smiled as an idea popped into her mind. She called their favorite Chinese restaurant and placed an order. Then, she wrapped the scarf back around her neck, collected her keys, and walked back out to her car. She was going to surprise him with dinner; after all, she knew he probably never stopped to eat since he had been working all day.

She had just picked up the food and was stopped at a stoplight, headed in the direction of his studio. It was foggy and dark outside, which didn't make driving any easier. The light turned green, so Caroline pushed down on the gas pedal. As her car entered the center of the intersection, she saw headlights coming from the opposite direction that were far brighter than they should have been. She looked to her left just in time to see a car speeding towards her, but it was too late for her to do anything to try to prevent the crash.

Present Day

"You were in a car accident," The doctor explained to her without going into any great detail.

"How long have I been here?" She asked, fearing that the answer would be much longer than she thought.

"You've been here about a week, but Caroline, I need to ask you a few more questions to see what you remember. Are you feeling alright for that?"

Caroline nodded, and then waited for him to continue. Her gaze wandered towards Klaus who was still standing at the end of her bed. His smile appeared once more, his dimples prominent. Caroline forced a small smile back, wondering why he was even there in the first place. Where was her mom? Elena? Tyler?

"Can you tell me where you live, Caroline?" The doctor caught her attention.

"Mystic Falls."

He nodded before continuing onto the next question. "Can you tell me what year it is?"

Caroline rolled her eyes. Is this really necessary? She wondered. "2009," was her reply.

Instead of nodding, the doctor's eyes shifted to Klaus, which in turn caused Caroline's to do the same. She saw the concerned expression that now took over Klaus' face. Her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out what was so upsetting.

"Is something wrong?" She asked, her attention going back and forth between the two men.

Instead of replying to her question, the doctor asked another. "Caroline, do you know who this is?" He grabbed Klaus' arm and led him closer to her.

"Of course," Caroline responded. Klaus let out a sigh of relief. "He's Klaus. I just don't understand why he's here."

Klaus felt like he had been punched in the stomach. The doctor politely excused himself and Klaus from the room so they could speak alone. Klaus explained that she had called him "Nik" ever since they had been together, so something wasn't right. When the doctor understood, he told Klaus to go back in and just talk to Caroline to see if it would jog her memory.

Caroline was confused and starting to get frustrated. She knew that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out. When Klaus entered the room, she didn't waste any time trying to get an answer.

"What is going on?"

Klaus took a seat on the bed beside her. "Sweetheart, it seems as if you've lost some of your memory. It's 2013, not 2009."

'What?" Caroline asked, horrified. This couldn't be happening. This had to be some kind of joke. "Where is my mom? Why are you here?" She began to panic.

"Calm down, love." He took her left hand in his. "Your mom will be here first thing in the morning."

"That doesn't answer my question about why you are here," She snapped.

He looked down at her hand that was still positioned in his. He began playing with the silver object that had never left its place since he put it there a year ago. Caroline looked down to see what was distracting him. Her jaw nearly hit the floor when she discovered it.

Klaus looked up to meet her gaze. "I'm here because I'm your husband."

I know that so far, you might say that this story resembles The Vow, but I am not using The Vow as any kind of foundation. Any similarities will be coincidental, and I think you'll like the outcome of this story a little better maybe… (hopefully) :) Thanks for reading! Don't forget to let me know what you think!