"I intend to be your last. However long it takes."

After departing Mystic Falls ten years ago, Klaus has moved on with his life - bringing his family together and regaining the quarter. One day he runs into an old flame, Caroline, but learns that she has no recollection of him or the rest of his family. Caroline is resistant to Klaus' charms, which forces Klaus to use the art of dancing to make her remember him and the few genuine moments they've shared on the dance floor.

Will he succeed in winning her heart this time around? Will he reveal all of the bad things he's done that she's forgotten? Will they discover who compelled Caroline to forget?

Stay tuned to find out!

This is my first ever Klaroline fanfiction, so please take that into consideration. Tell me what you all think!

Caroline walked through New Orleans, admiring the culture surrounding her. She was in awe with the beautiful paintings. The people here had such unique character. Everyone was so colorful and interesting in their own way. Music played everywhere she went and it was always in a tune that made her want to dance.

New Orleans became one of her favorite cities and she was beginning to reconsider staying here longer. Her and Stefan decided to live in a different state every three months. After college, she wanted to go out and tour the country. She persuaded Stefan to go with her, since he's been almost everywhere and they've grown comfortable enough with each other to be best friends and to never go past that.

"This is so pretty," Caroline said, as she ran her fingers down a beautiful necklace with a heart shaped sapphire gem.

"You're a lot more stunning than that gem," a man's voice commented from Caroline side.

She looked at the man with dark blonde hair, dressed in a Henley shirt. He smirked at her displaying his deep cute dimples. He looked strangely familiar, but she had no clue who he was.

"Thank you." She smiled politely at him.

Her eyes locked with his, and she felt him searching for something in her, but she didn't know what.

"Would like to buy this, miss?" The sales lady interrupted, causing Caroline to tear her eyes away from the strange man.

"It's very beautiful, but maybe next time. I have too much jewelry, and I can barely carry all of them with me when I pack. Thank you, though."

"I can buy it for you," the man spoke up.

Caroline gave a small smile. "Thank you for the offer, but I can't accept a gift from a stranger."

The man chuckled to himself. "Caroline, you and I are hardly strangers."

Caroline furrowed her eyebrows at the strange man. "How do you know my name?" she questioned.

The man frowned at her. "Oh, c'mon, love. Don't act like that. I thought we parted on good terms on your graduation day. It's been nearly a decade."

Caroline subconsciously backed away from the man. "I'm sorry, but I think you have me mixed up with someone else."

Caroline turned on her heel and attempted to run for it, but the man startled her by appearing before her, looking down into her eyes. For a moment, Caroline got lost in this strange man's icy blue eyes. There was something so chilling from his stare that made her quiver.

"Caroline, I'm not interested in playing any of your tricks. If you've come to New Orleans to see me, and you're too stubborn to admit it, then –"

Caroline slapped the strange man in the face. "I don't know who you are, but I don't know you and I don't appreciate you talking to me like you know me!" she shouted in the man's face.

The man looked into Caroline's eyes and his face softened. "Caroline. It's me. Klaus," the man told her. "Don't you remember me?"

"Caroline!" Stefan said as he joined Caroline and Klaus.

"Stef-fan," Klaus enunciated. "What have you done to Caroline? Why doesn't she remember me?"

"Stefan, do you know this creep?" Caroline asked her best friend.

Stefan gave a nervous laugh. "Listen, Care, go on home and start on dinner. I'll be right behind you," Stefan told her. "I'll take care of this creep."

Caroline rolled her eyes. "Fine. Make him suffer!" was the last thing she said, before using her vamp speed to rush home and get as far away from the blonde haired creep.

As soon as Caroline was out of sight, Klaus secured his hand over Stefan's neck to choke him.

"Mind explaining to me what you did to poor Caroline, mate?" Klaus questioned.

"I didn't do anything," Stefan tried to say, though it was hard for him to speak.

"What do you mean?" Klaus asked, letting go of Stefan's neck.

Stefan composed himself for a moment before answering. From what Stefan knew, Caroline didn't remember any of the Originals, for some odd reason. Stefan visited her during her first year in college, and when he asked if she'd thought about Klaus since graduation, she gave him a funny look and claimed that she never knew a Klaus. It was strange and Stefan didn't know what made her forget or erase all her memories of the Originals. Stefan assumed Klaus visited her in college and used compulsion to make her forget, but judging by his surprised discovery today, it obviously wasn't Klaus.

"Who else would do this?" Klaus demanded.

Stefan shrugged. "The originals are the only ones who have the ability to compel vampires. So if it wasn't you, then maybe your siblings?"

Stefan saw Klaus' eyes fill with fury at the thought of his siblings committing such a thing.

"Ugh… well… Listen, I got to get home to, Care –"

"Are you two –"

"Dating? No. We're just best friends. But I got to go, before Caroline has a fit. Before I leave, I just want to say… if you're planning on getting involved with her, then be careful with her heart, or so help me God, I will do everything I can to put you down," Stefan warned, before leaving Klaus.

"Why the hell are we all here?" Rebekah complained as she collapsed onto the couch.

"Niklaus called a family meeting," Elijah said.

"Let's get this family meeting over with. I'm scheduled to hit the cages," Kol said as he entered the living room. "Where is our dear brother?"

Elijah shook his head at his little brother. Him and Klaus were able to convince the witches in New Orleans to bring Kol back, but there were times when Elijah regretted it. Like now, when he'd spend his time acting like a frivolous little kid playing with bats and baseball.

"He's on his way home," Elijah informed them.

"Why do I have to be here?" Katherine asked. "I still don't consider Klaus family."

"Sweetheart, you are apart of my family now and that includes Niklaus," Elijah told her.

Katherine rolled her eyes and decided not to say anything else. Although her and Elijah patched things up over the years, she still didn't forgive Klaus completely for making her run all her life, and Klaus wasn't exactly on ship with letting his grudge down of granting her an eternity of misery.

"Where is father?" Axel spoke up, joining the others.

"What does Klaus want now?" Haley asked, as she entered the living room, sitting down next to Rebekah.

"He'll be here any moment," Elijah told them.

In the mean time, Rebekah and Haley caught up, talking stories. Over the years they'd become best friends. Rebekah didn't have any girlfriends, and since Haley was forced to be a part of their family, they'd begun to tolerate each other – after Rebekah nearly ripped Haley's head off and Elijah had to step in. Kol became Axel's favorite uncle, since Kol acted the same age as him – nine years old and counting. Elijah went to Katherine's side and he held her close to him, drawing circles on her hand to calm her.

"Father!" Axel exclaimed as he jumped from the couch and ran to his father to hug him. "Uncle Kol taught me a new move with my bat!"

Klaus smiled genuinely down at his son. "Listen, my boy, I've got to talk to the grown ups, so why don't you go outside and practice that move. Then after I'll come out and you can show me."

Axel exited the living room, and Klaus' face changed from a smile to a deathly glare at everyone.

"Ugh-oh! What happened, brother? Did someone step on your painting?" Kol joked.

Klaus disregarded Kol's joke and went straight to the point. "I ran into a familiar stunning and compassionate blonde, earlier today," He paused to let out a dry laugh, "and for some odd reason, she didn't remember me." His smile disappeared from his face.

"I didn't touch the lovely Camille," Kol spoke up.

"Neither did I," Rebekah said.

"Me neither," Haley followed up.

Katherine held up her hands. "Don't look at me, I didn't touch her."

Everyone's gaze went to Elijah. "I assure all of you that I have not done any harm to Camille," Elijah said, with a tone that sounded like he was a bit insulted that they thought he would do such a thing.

Klaus ran a hand down his face, as if trying to rid himself of his frustration with his family. "I don't mean Camille. I mean Caroline!" Klaus shouted.

Everyone furrowed their eyebrows confused and lost.

"Caroline?" Elijah questioned.

"Caroline Forbes, sweetie," Katherine answered her husband.

"Oh great! Caroline is here," Rebekah said with false enthusiasm.

"I remember her. Now she was a hot one," Kol commented, chuckling to himself.

Haley rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest. She scoffed to herself. "She just wants to have everything!"

Haley didn't like Caroline. She thought Caroline wasn't the right person for Tyler. She was the only thing standing between her and Tyler and that was reason enough for her to hate Caroline.

"Sweet, Care Bear is here to work on some projects and wrap Klaus around her little finger again," Katherine said sarcastically.

"What is she doing here?" Elijah asked Klaus.

Klaus explained the situation to Elijah from Stefan's words. Caroline had forgotten who The Originals were.

"Now, which one of you compelled Caroline to forget?!" Klaus growled at his family members.

"Wasn't me!" Kol exclaimed. "I have no purpose with her. Plus, I was just brought back five years ago."

"I would never do such a thing, Niklaus," Elijah said. "Caroline is an innocent, sweet girl and I don't think she deserves such a thing."

That left Rebekah. Klaus slowly turned to face his baby sister and glowered at her.

"Don't look at me, Nik!" Rebekah shouted.

"You never liked Caroline. You loathed her. You never liked the attention I gave her over you!" Klaus accused.

Rebekah scowled at her older brother. "As if I'd waste my time with that wanna-be me baby vampire!"

Klaus started to laugh menacingly. "Now, I know one you has done it. So, tell me which one of you!"

"Niklaus!" Elijah said with a stern voice, rising to his feet. "If Kol, Rebekah, and I said we haven't done anything to Caroline, then believe us. We made a pact, when we started over here in New Orleans, remember? After we brought back Kol, we made a pact to always put family above all and to have trust in our family."

Elijah's words calmed Klaus down, just a little.

"If not any of you, then who?!" Klaus demanded.

"What does it matter?" Katherine spoke up. "You're with Camille now, or did you forget about your human blonde girlfriend?"

Just then, Klaus remembered his intriguing blonde girlfriend. No one ever thought Klaus would settle down, but Camille was too appealing for Klaus to resist. Their interaction started at the bar where she worked, and it slowly went to multiple one nightstands, and finally to dates. After she graduated with her master's in psychology, she a part time worker psychiatrist in New Orleans and was surprised to discover the huge amount of supernatural creatures that showed up on her office door.

"Camille has nothing to do with this," Klaus finally said. "This is about Caroline."

"Niklaus, let Caroline live her life. Isn't that what she's always wanted? So give it to her and do the right thing, by your family, your girlfriend, yourself, and Caroline," Elijah said to Klaus.

"Care?" Stefan called out.

"In the kitchen!" Caroline answered.

Stefan walked into the kitchen and found his best friend pulling out a pan of chicken spinach pasta. "Smells delicious," he commented.

Caroline smiled at him and set the pan on their small little kitchen table. They took their seats, sitting opposite of each other and dug into their food.

"So did you kill that creep?" Caroline asked, while stuffing her mouth.

Stefan chuckled, knowing he would never be able to kill Klaus, especially considering their vampire blood lineage. Though, he couldn't tell Caroline that.

"He's… an old friend," Stefan told her.

Caroline wrinkled her brow. "From before we met?"

Stefan nodded. "Yes. Him and I were actually great friends back in the 1920's."

"During your ripper days?" Caroline asked.

Stefan nodded. "Yup. He liked my ripper side, which is why he and I don't get along anymore."

"So how did he know my name? He acted like he knew me. It was so creepy!"

Stefan chuckled. If only she actually did remember him. "Listen, Care, maybe we should move on to the next city," Stefan suggested. He wanted to move on so they wouldn't have to encounter any more originals.

Caroline frowned. "No! I like New Orleans. Plus, we just got here a few days ago. We promised to stay in a different city every three months, no matter what, and it hasn't even been a week!"

"Ok. Ok. We'll stay. Just… just stay away from Klaus and his family."

"Klaus? That's his name? Where's he from?" Caroline asked, curiously.

"I'm not sure how old he is, but he's one of the oldest vampires on earth and so are his siblings. So if ever you encounter them, remember that," Stefan warned.

Caroline scoffed. "I can take them. I took down Damon, and he's older than me."

Stefan chuckled. "You're right, but just be careful."

"Klaus," Camille called out through the mansion.

Klaus didn't stir from his seat. Since the family meeting, he's sat in front of the fire place, sulking in some whiskey. He's been bothered with his encounter with Caroline. He didn't understand who would strip her of her memory of him. Who would do such a thing?

"Klaus!" Camille yelled as she entered the same room as him. She walked over to him and sat on his lap. "What's wrong?"

Klaus shook his head. "Nothing, sweetheart."

Camille took Klaus' face in her hands and observed his facial expression like he was a client. Before she could speak her analysis, Klaus grabbed her wrists and glared at her.

"What did I tell you about treating me like one of your patients?" Klaus warned.

He hated when she would do this. It was one thing to be concerned. It was another to perform her job duties while with him.

"I'm sorry," Camille told him, and Klaus let go of her hands. "Now, will you tell me what's up?"

"Nothing," he enunciated. "I need some time to myself."

He patted her right knee, signaling for her to get off, which she did. He gave her a brief kiss on the cheek before retreating to his bedroom.

Camille let her curiosity get to her. She walked up the stairs and knocked on Rebekah's bedroom.

"What is it you want, Camille?" Rebekah asked, when she opened her door.

"It's Klaus… he's acting strange," Camille told Rebekah.

Rebekah smirked and invited Camille into her bedroom. Rebekah loved ruining people's love life, especially since hers has gone south with Matt. Matt didn't want to live his life filled with supernatural creatures after leaving Mystic Falls. They had the time of their lives going all over the world, but their bond only lasted until the last second of their return. She helped him get into a four-year university and is surviving off a football scholarship.

"Did something happen?" Camille asked.

Rebekah displayed a false concerned look. "Oh sweetie, Nik didn't tell you?"

Camille shook her head.

"Nik ran into an old…" Rebekah paused to find the right word, "love."

Camille furrowed her eyebrows. "An old love? The only woman I know Klaus loved was Tatia, and I only found that out from Elijah. Plus Tatia died when you guys turned."

Rebekah chuckled to herself. "Nik mustn't have told you about his Mystic Falls love."

"Mystic Falls love?"

"Let's just say Nik was head over heels, out of this galaxy, in love with little Miss Mystic Falls. He even chose her over me, his beloved sister, on more than one occasion."

"Why didn't he tell me about her?" Camille questioned, with a frown.

Rebekah patted Camille back, trying to comfort her. "There. There. Camille. Nik wouldn't abandon you for her."

The corners of Camille's mouth started to lift.

"Although," Rebekah started, "she does have some strange effect on Nik. Hard to explain, really."

Not wanting to hear anymore, Camille stood up and left Rebekah's room. She knew better than to listen to Rebekah, or any of the other originals. Aside from Elijah, Kol and Rebekah loved to ruin people's lives.

Caroline walked down the street. She entered an art gallery and was in awe with the canvases. One piece that captivated her was very dark. The dark colors blended forming a surprisingly astounding abstract image. It was stunningly beautiful and she felt somehow connected to it. The darkness of it was strangely appealing to her. It captivated her more than the painting of the sunflower next posted to the left of this one.

"Do you like it, love?" a foreign accent asked from behind her.

Caroline turned around slowly and found the same guy she talked to yesterday. "You again," she commented with a disgusted tone. "What do you want, creep?"

Klaus chuckled to himself. "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Niklaus Mikaelson." He extended his hand out for her to shake it, but she scoffed.

"I'd introduce myself but being the creep that you are, you already know who I am," Caroline replied. "Now if you excuse me, I want to go find the owner of this gallery so I can buy this canvas."

She walked passed him making sure to shove him in his shoulders. She walked over to the lady at the counter set in the middle of the room.

"Hi, excuse me. I would like to buy that painting over there," Caroline said, pointing at the abstract canvas she was looking at.

"Alright. You'll have to speak to the owner of the gallery and he so happens to be the artist of that canvas," the lady told her.

"That's great! Where is he?" Caroline asked the lady.

"Right behind you actually," the lady replied.

Caroline turned around and found the creeper standing before him.

"Seriously?!" Caroline exclaimed.

Klaus smirked at her. "So you like my painting, love?"

Caroline rolled her eyes. "Yes. How much is it?"

"Your money is no good here. How about dinner?" Klaus asked her.

Caroline scoffed. Did he really think he could get a date with her in exchange for a painting? "Sure. How about a quarter to never?" Caroline said with a fake smile.

Klaus chuckled to himself. "Come on, sweetheart. I dare you."

Caroline didn't know what it was, but the way he said "I dare you," made her shiver a little. Maybe it was the way it rolled off his tongue, like the way he say her name. The painting was really beautiful and it would be perfect to add to her collection. Caroline shook her head. She wasn't going to give this guy what he wanted.

"Whatever. Keep the painting!" She stormed out of the gallery, annoyed with the creep.

Klaus smiled, watching Caroline exit his gallery. He never expected Caroline to make it easy for him. In fact, he loved the challenge Caroline presented him. It was part of "their thing." He knew this was just the beginning on the path of making her remember.

Will Klaus succeed in making Caroline remember him?

Will Caroline give Klaus a chance?
Who compelled Caroline to forget The Originals?
What will happen between Camille and Klaus?

Stay tuned to find out!

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