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Caroline awoke sprawled out in the bed alone. She clutched the sheets to her as she sat up and looked around the room. Klaus was nowhere to be seen. Had he left her? No, he wouldn't leave her. She could leave him again. Guilt consumed her as the thought crossed her mind. He would come after her again of that she was certain. Mikael and Alaric could come after her again to. He hadn't hurt her even as rough and raw as he'd been he'd never crossed the line. She was still terrified that he would change her or that she would look a blind eye to his monstrosities. Yet she saw a goodness in him, a man that wanted so desperately to be loved, that he lashed out in violent ways to keep himself from being hurt. She couldn't deny that she wanted him and craved his touch. Every time he touched her, he set her entire being on fire. She knew that she would never meet another man who would exhilarate and pleasure her the way he did. What was she going to do?
She put her head in her knees and bit her lip. Everything was so complicated. She sat quietly with her thoughts when she heard the babies heartbeat. It was a strong thrum and despite her uncertainty it brought a smile to her face. She couldn't leave him it would be wrong to take this away from him. He was teetering on the edge, and a betrayal like that would certainly send him over the edge. She was certain of two things. Klaus would protect her and the baby he would keep them safe, and she didn't stand a chance against Mikael and Alaric by herself. The baby gave her abilities she shouldn't have, but she was not a fighter. She couldn't run now. If she decided to leave it would have to wait until after Mikael and Alaric were dead. She just hoped she never had to make that choice.
It wasn't all so bad. He did have his humanity in there, she had seen glimpses of it. It was just buried beneath infinite layers of hate and self loathing. She wrapped the sheets around herself as she walked to the bathroom to retrieve her dress. Dressing quickly she looked in the mirror she was tired and hungry. She took a couple of deep breaths in, making sure she had control of her hunger before she walked out to the front part of the house.
The middle aged woman was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea. She still wore her pajamas and her graying hair was a mess. She had puncture wounds on her neck and her hand was wrapped in a fresh bandage. The smell of blood hit her like a punch in the stomach, and she felt her face change before she could control it. The woman showed no fear though. "He wanted me to give this to you." She said smiling sweetly at her, her hazel eyes beaming as she handed her a cup.
Swallowing she took the mug and looked into it seeing the dark red liquid. Revolted but hungrily she took the cup and quickly drained the contents noting they were still warm. It hadn't done much but whet her appetite, but she was not going to feed off this woman. She never wanted to feed off a human. "Do you know where..." she doubted the woman knew Klaus's name and she wasn't sure what to call Klaus they weren't dating or married. Lovers maybe, she wasn't sure there was a word to describe what they were. The woman was looking up at her with such a blank expression she wondered what Klaus had said when he compelled her. "the man is I came with?" she finally finished.
"He stepped out to make a phone call." The woman said smiling looking out the kitchen window to the park.
"Thanks." Caroline said. She grabbed her coat and walked outside sucking in the fresh cool air. It took her a matter of seconds to spot him. It wasn't hard really he had a way about him. Raw powerful energy. She could tell by the way he was pacing he was still in a pissed off mood. Sighing she walked toward him.
Klaus looked up as Caroline approached him. "I'll see you in a few days." He snarled into the phone and hung up.
"Good morning." she said with a shy smile.
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On The Run
FanfictionWhat do you do when you make a 1000 year old original hybrid mad? Not to mention your ex history teacher turned hunter thinks you're the key to bringing said hybrid to his knees. You run and that is exactly what Caroline intends to do. She just didn...