The Wolf - Klaroline

02. House of the Rising Sun

Season 1 Episode 2

Notes: 

Just a small note on some liberties I've taken with the story. There are times in the TVD-verse where vampires and werewolves can identify a vampire/werewolf right away, and then sometimes they can't. Well, I just decided that they always can and that this is part of their natures as natural enemies. Wolves and vamps can sense each other. Neither can sense a witch right away (except if they are really old and therefore much more experienced/powerful) because witches are nature's keepers and nature doesn't want to screw with them. I'm not sure if this is a thing. If it is, great! But if it isn't, it is now.

Thank you so much to coveredinthecolors for helping me make this chapter better and giving me her honest opinions and commentary and also for listening to me whining about my fanfiction and not telling me to shut up.

As always, I ask that you have in mind that English is not my first language. Sorry for any mistakes you might find. All my warnings from chapter 1 still stand. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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Life at the plantation house is calm. Almost too calm.

Elijah wasn't exaggerating when he said he'd found a place where Caroline would have peace and quiet. The only problem might be that peace and quiet is all she has.

After highly stressful days at the hands of the witches and the emotional distress and uncertainty that followed Klaus' arrival, the quietness is a welcome reprieve from all the madness. She appreciated the space she was given. But having nothing to do and no one to talk to in the middle of freaking nowhere, considering her very unique situation, gets old pretty fast.

Turns out - who would've guessed? -, too much peace and quiet can be just as trying as being held captive by a bunch of crazy witches.

In fact — a week into her retreat and Caroline almost misses Sophie Deveraux. At least she gave Caroline something to focus on other than morning sickness and the complete downfall of her life.

The worst part, however, is Elijah.

Caroline bought his whole grand speech about honor and family. She believed him when he said he was going to be there for her. She was in such a vulnerable place, so confused and lost, that Elijah's excitement and hopefulness felt like a light at the end of the tunnel, and she held on to it without taking under consideration the very fundamental fact that he is still a Mikaelson and, as such, selfishness and betrayal are in his DNA.

Not a day after they moved in, Elijah simply disappeared. No notes, no phone calls, no nothing. Just vanished out of thin air, like he'd never promised to stick around. I will always protect you. Both of you. You have my word.

Yeah, right. Some word.

And like Caroline doesn't already have enough reason to be grumpy all the time, with Elijah gone, Klaus becomes her only company, however sporadic.

She never knows when she's going to see him. Sometimes he's there when she wakes up, skulking about the house; sometimes he's already gone when she gets up. Most days she doesn't even see when he returns. And he obviously never bothers telling her what he's up to, where he's going or how long he'll be gone for, or even if he's coming back at all. Caroline doesn't know what annoys her the most; the fact he hasn't even tried talking to her since the whole thing with the witches, or the puppy eyes he keeps sending her way, as though she's the one in the wrong here.