Gone (A Klaus and Caroline Fanfiction)

Guilt and Blood

Whew! Bolded words! I've been writing this story on my iPad and fancy tools like bolding and such aren't available. Anyway, here is another chapter. Lemme know if there's a particular scene or idea you would like to read, (that is, if it is not already presently on my mental manuscript), and I will see what I can do. This story is not going to be super long but it just does not feel finished to me yet. So I cannot say how long it will be. But please read and vote and if you want, review. But yeah, people. Feel free to offer up suggestions that you'd enjoy seeing in a fanfic of them. All right! Now for the chapter!

*Disappears mysteriously*

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Apparently, home was just two inches south of my heart.

I gasped, feeling it pierce the skin before the stake disappeared, and Janece with it. I watched, eyes coming in and out of focus, as Klaus slammed the red head into a tree, roaring like some ravaged beast given a bone. He didn't waste any time and plunged the stake deep into her chest.

She took a shuttering breath.

And didn't take another.

I tried to keep my bearings, wishing I could stifle the pain that was becoming overwhelming. I was lying on my cuts, the weight of my body pressing down on them, stones and dirt digging into my back. And it was excruciating.

I turned my attention to Klaus instead, who held Aindreas from the collar of his coat. Klaus forced him to his knees and even from here, I could feel the rage emanating from him like an open fire.

"I hope you realize the kindness I'm doing you," Klaus said, clutching his fingers around a stake. "I'd wished to make this much, much slower."

The coldness in his voice made me shiver.

"You got what you wanted, did you not?" Aindreas asked, his eyes falling to me. "Her switch is on. You can spare me my life as payment."

Klaus cast him a wicked smile, one that didn't reach his eyes."You took something of mine. Someone that I care for deeply. And then you harmed her." His voice turned to a cold whisper. "I'll grant you your payment. And it is a swift death. Unlike the one I'd imagined for you."

That arrogant look in Aindreas's expression disappeared and I was taken aback by the frightened man I saw beneath the facade. He tried vainly to back away. "Wait," he said, "You can't just-"

But Klaus never let him finish.

I closed my eyes, ignoring the sound it made. As it turned out, Aindreas had been right. Everyone had their weakness. Even him. And it had been his own life.

I looked up into the rain that was starting to lighten, trying to blink furiously at the black dots reappearing in my vision. I knew I couldn't keep them at bay for long; my consciousness was slipping away.

"Caroline."

The next instant, Klaus was there, his hand gently lifting my head up. He moved me with incredible ease, which was a stark contrast to what he'd been doing just moments before.

A hiss escaped through my teeth when he moved my back and I caught the spark of pain that rose to his eyes. He seemed to struggle for the right thing to say and so did I. Just something. Anything.

"Hey." My voice was barely above a murmur.

The corner of his lip lifted, but his face was too clouded with concern and anger for it to be considered a smile. I felt his fingers skim my cheek, the touch just a whisper. "Hello, Love. What's say we get you out of this foul weather?" He asked.