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The World According to Caroline Forbes Mikaelson: Part I

'Today is my wedding day,' Caroline Forbes thought, grinning at her reflection in the antique mirror. She was wearing a long white gown. The gown was sleeveless and showed just enough cleavage that Caroline knew that Klaus would be happy but not enough that the dress became immodest. It was covered in a thin layer of imported lace over satin and draped to the floor, the hem stopped right above her four inch heels. A pair of sapphire ear rings were her something borrowed and something blue from Rebekah. 'My sister,' Caroline giggled thinking back on how much she and Rebekah used to argue. On her right leg was a garter that according to Kol was a century old. Kol had given it to Caroline at her and Klaus' bridal shower.

Caroline had been worried about the origins of the gift but Kol had assured her that he did not gain this possession by murdering a bride. No, it had been a gift to a friend but he had had to run before the woman's wedding so he was never able to give it to her. Now, he could give it to another friend. It was a little odd being given gifts from ghosts but it didn't bother Caroline because it meant that Bonnie was there too. Bonnie had given her a thin gold necklace which was engraved with a protection spell.

Klaus' present to Caroline had been to have witches do a spell so that she could have her maid of honor at her wedding. When Bonnie and Kol walked in the door of the gallery in the Louvre in which they were holding the shower Caroline had shrieked. "Oh My God, Bonnie." Caroline had jumped to her feet and had grabbed her friend and squeezed her until Klaus and Kol had to peel her off. "I can't believe you're here. How are you here?" Caroline's eyes were huge as she stared at Bonnie, who was grinning happily.

"I'm here because Klaus wanted you to have one of the best days of your life, Care." Caroline turned to Klaus and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Everyone gathered could see the happy smile on Klaus' face and he kissed the woman, who would be his wife tomorrow at noon.

Kol had tapped his brother on the shoulder. "Hey, that will be enough of that. You haven't married her, yet. And I do not have a video camera." Damon helpfully stepped forward and handed Kol a tiny digital camera. Kol examined the thing. "Dear god, have I been gone that long? This thing is no larger than my finger."

Kol pushed the thing closer and closer to Klaus' face until his brother knocked it out of his hand. Kol and Damon complained as they looked at the little broken device. Klaus rolled his eyes, "Damon, I'll get you another at the gift shop. They're only five dollars. And Kol I will get you one, too. However, you are not to stick it in my face again. Nor are you to follow my bride or any of her friends around taping everything they do."

Kol crossed his heart and grinned at his brother. He spotted his other older brother chatting with either Katerina or Elena. He had a young woman that Kol believed to be a witch on his arm. A blonde woman walked up to the group who looked like his sister Rebekah. But it couldn't be Rebekah. This woman was wearing a light grey dress with a multicolored scarf around her neck. Her hair was lightly curled and fell just above her shoulders. That was not interested what Kol. What interested him were the strands of gray in the woman's hair. They were only a few. Then there were the laugh lines and the little lines around the woman's eyes.

A little girl, who had to be about six, ran up to the woman yelling, "Mommy, Mommy." The Rebekah look alike picked up the little girl pulling her small head to her shoulder. A boy of about ten came running up. "Kol," the woman said. "How many times do I have to tell you not to chase April in here? This is a museum and it has very old and very expensive work in here. See that painting."

Kol watched as the woman pointed at a painting across the room. "Your uncle, Nik painted that a long time ago." The boy looked at the painting unimpressed. A man walked over to the woman and patted the boy on the head. The woman leaned forward and kissed the man lightly on the mouth. "Matt," she said with a smile.

Kol walked over to the couple. "Hello, Bekah." He leaned over and kissed the woman on the cheek who looked perplexed as she looked at the ghost of her brother. Kol held out his hand to Matt. "Hello, Matt. It's been a long time."

Matt smiled at Kol and shook his hand. "Yes, it's been quite some time. Have you met our children?" Matt was grinning happily at Kol, who shook his head. "Well, this is Kol and yes, he is as big of a prankster as his namesake. And this little girl is April. Rebekah named her after her best friend, April Young. Speaking of April she's around here somewhere." Matt looked around for April. He spotted her at a table with Jeremy. April was seven months pregnant and was exhausted at the moment. Jeremy was rubbing her back gently.

Kol leaned down and held out his hand to the ten year old, Kol. "Hello, I'm your uncle Kol."

Little Kol looked up at his namesake with big blue eyes shining with mischief. "You are a ghost." The boy said matter-of-factly. When Kol nodded little Kol grinned. He waved for his uncle to lean down further so he could whisper in his ear. "If you sit under the tables you can see the ladies' under things." Kol snickered, he liked this boy already. Little Kol pulled out a small green creature, who ribbitted at the older Kol.

"And who might this be?" Ghost Kol asked.

"This is Niklaus the III."

"Oh, what happened to Niklaus the II," Kol asked innocently.

"Uncle Nik found him in his bed. Actually Aunt Caroline found him and Uncle Nik woke because she was screaming really loudly. So, Uncle Nik picked up Niklaus the II and threw him at a window and he went splat. Then Aunt Caroline started screaming again. Mom said I couldn't have another frog but Dad got me one as long as I keep him to myself."

"Damon," Kol heard a familiar voice shout as Elena Gilbert hurried across the room. "Your son just took a picture of April's underwear." Damon tried to hide his smirk. "Hey, Buddy," he picked up a giggling four year-old boy. "I thought your Uncle Stefan was watching you."

The child in Damon's arms had thrown his arms out and was making airplane noises when the door opened again and Stefan walked in holding Dr. Meredith Fell's hand. Elena approached the couple. "Stefan, you were supposed to be watching Ric."

Stefan shrugged, "Sorry, Elena, I guess I was preoccupied." He and Meredith tried not to laugh as Elena went back to Damon to tell him to stop spinning Ric so fast.

Kol was pleased with this scene. Although he did not like Elena and was not partial to Damon, his sister was happy, Klaus was happy, Elijah was, well, Elijah was Elijah and that could not be helped. Kol wondered what Klaus was thinking at that moment.

Nikluas Mikaelson had never been as happy as he was at that moment. He had had to wait for fifty years for Caroline but she was here now. Currently, she had wrapped her arms around his waist and he did not believe anything could remove her. This did not bother him one bit. At first he had been disappointed when he found out that Caroline graduated from college and never once wrote to him or came to see him. She didn't even call. Then she went to graduate school and was living with Tyler Lockwood. Finally, she and Tyler moved to New York where Caroline became a correspondent for CBS news.

Every night Klaus would turn on the news or turn on his computer and look for a news item in which Caroline's face would appear as she reported what was going on in the world. Every time he heard she had chosen a dangerous assignment he gritted his teeth. He hated the idea that she would be hit by a bomb or that someone would discover her true nature and drive a stake through her heart.

More than anything Klaus hated that Caroline had chosen to see the world without him. One day Klaus heard that Tyler had been in a fight trying to protect his friends from some new evil that came to Mystic Falls and had died in the battle. Klaus' first thought was of Caroline and how she would be devastated. He came to the funeral but stayed off to the side.

Caroline stood over the Lockwood boy's tombstone. She was weeping and on her knees. Her friends were gathered around Caroline. Damon came over and knelt down beside her. He pulled Caroline into his arms and Caroline buried her face in Damon's shirt and sobbed. Stefan had gone after Tyler's killer with the help of Rebekah and Elijah, who Damon could only assume were there because Klaus sent them. Damon looked across the grounds of the cemetery and saw the big, bad Hybrid himself. Caroline lifted her head and looked at Klaus. Her gaze met Klaus' for a moment before she buried her face in Damon's shirt again. Damon watched as Klaus walked out of the cemetery.

One year later Caroline came knocking at Klaus' door in New Orleans. Rebekah answered the door. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," Rebekah sneered.

Elijah came to the door. "Caroline, Klaus is out right now. Would you like to come in and have a drink?" Elijah ushered Caroline inside and she sat down on an old, possibly antique sofa. Her posture was stiff. She hadn't been in the same room as any of the Originals in quite some time.

Rebekah glared at Caroline from her seat in a chair across from Caroline. Elijah handed Caroline a glass of brandy and she thanked him. Rebekah leaned forward, "Why are you here, Caroline? Are you here to stomp on my brother's heart again?" Rebekah sat back with a sneer and picked up her glass, draining it.

Caroline did not know what to say. Elijah answered for her, "Rebekah, I do not think that it is really any of our business why Caroline is here. Whatever they have to say to each other is their business."

They were all silent for some time before Caroline asked when Klaus would get there. "We do not know." Elijah informed her. "He left on a business trip and did not inform us of when he would be back."

Elijah took Caroline's glass to refill it. Rebekah sat back and smiled looking into the contents of her own glass. "Klaus is off on official king of New Orleans business. He took his son, Henry with him." Rebekah's smile widened when she saw Caroline's eyes widen.

"What did you just say?" Caroline blinked at Rebekah. 'She must have heard the Original wrong because Rebekah did not just say that Klaus had a child,' Caroline's mind was whirling with this new information. "That's impossible. We can't have children. He couldn't have a child. With who?"

Rebekah smiled at her, "Oh, I forgot. Nik forgot to inform you of that little lapse in judgment. Well, apparently Nik can produce spawn because Henry is the proof of that. And the mother is Hayley. I do believe that you knew her at one time."

Caroline tried to process this new information. "How…how old is Henry?"

"Henry will be thirty this Spring."

Caroline stood up, shakily. Klaus' son was thirty. That meant that he was human and that Klaus had slept with Hayley. 'That's why Hayley disappeared and never came back.' Caroline felt tears running down her cheeks. She turned to Elijah and whispered. "Don't tell him I was here, please." With that she ran out the door and kept running, never slowing until she had run out of the state of Louisiana.

It would be another ten years when Caroline went to the Louvre and found herself standing in front of a painting which seemed familiar in a way. She thought that maybe she had seen the artist's work somewhere before. She almost had it when she felt someone's breath on the back of her neck. "It's lovely isn't it, love. But not as lovely as the portrait I am having it replaced with."

"Oh, and why would you want to replace something of such genuine beauty?" Caroline said this without turning around to look at the man she was speaking to.

"There are many things in this world that can be called genuinely beautiful but only one of them that I would like to look upon for the rest of my life." Caroline turned around to look at Klaus.

"Why didn't you tell me about Henry?" she folded her arms over her chest. She was not about to allow him to charm his way out of this. If there is one thing that Caroline did not like it was a liar. Even one she had been in love with for some time.

"You never called, you never wrote, you never came to see me. How was I supposed to tell you?" Klaus was looking down at Caroline with a smirk. He reached out and cupped her cheek. "But you're here now and we can talk about anything you want to talk about."

Caroline tried to stay angry but it had been a long time since she had seen Klaus in person and she found herself wrapping her arms around his waist. She pressed her face into his chest and began to cry. "Why didn't you come back?"

"You wanted me to come back?" Klaus looked down at Caroline who lifted her face to look him in the eye.

"Um, hmm," Caroline murmured. Klaus leaned down and kissed Caroline on the mouth. Then he leaned down and began to kiss the tears that had trailed down her cheeks and onto her shoulders away. When he was done he took her by the hand and walked her out of the museum. They got in the back of a taxi and began to kiss each other again. Her hands were running through his hair and his hand was on her thigh. She moved to climb on top of him but he shook his head. "Not yet, love." They got out of the cab and ran into the hotel. The elevator was not fast enough so they took the stairs.

The couple ended up having to use the elevator anyway to access Klaus' penthouse but at least they had privacy. The moment the doors closed Caroline leaped into his arms. She began to unbutton his shirt. When she decided that was taking too long she ripped it open and began to kiss his shoulders. He had one hand on her left leg, holding her in place while he unzipped the light purple summer dress she was wearing. Her hands had moved south and she slide his zipper down.

The doors to the elevator opened and Klaus could barely get Caroline on the bed before she was causing him to moan into her hair. He set her down and her dress pooled at her feet. He unhooked her bra and began and to explore the curves that he waited years to see, feel and touch. His hands nudged her panties off while she smiled down at him. Soon Caroline was lying on the bed, closing her eyes and smiling, biting her lower lip. A lot sooner than Caroline would have wished Klaus moved so that he was leaning over. She pouted up at him.

"Don't worry, love I'm not done with you, yet." Klaus pulled Caroline's legs around his waist and she smiled as he leaned down and kissed her again. Their mouths were moving slowly, taking their time getting to know each other. His tongue slid into her mouth, moving slowly and gently mimicking movements lower south.

They stayed in that room for weeks. They did not answer their phones. They did not watch the news. They did not want to know what the outside world was up to. They just wanted to be together. Nothing else mattered, just the two of them. When they came out Caroline went shopping with Klaus' credit cards and Klaus went to a jewelry store.

When Caroline and Klaus got done with their individual tasks they met at a café. They compelled some Parisians to stop smoking. Although it wouldn't kill either of them Caroline thought it would be nice if she could help some people not die of lung cancer. She had met a man who suffered greatly from it. Klaus tried to explain that there were other things that could kill these poor people but Caroline was determined.

After that they went for a walk through a public garden. Caroline thought she was stung by a bee on the ankle. Klaus asked her which one and leaned down to suck the stinger out. Somehow this seemed erotic to Caroline and they ended up back at the hotel for another week.

The week after that they went to a movie theater and Klaus compelled them to show The Notebook and for everyone else to leave the theater. Caroline cried during most of the movie and then stopped when Klaus climbed out of his seat and slide down in front of her. Before she could ask him what he was doing she was in a very happy place and it turned out The Notebook really was her favorite movie of all time.

The month after that they had a fight because Caroline brought up something she thought to be a fact. "Being the king of New Orleans is lame, Nik." Klaus looked at her in the mirror. He was standing in front of a mirror and could see Caroline lying on the bed looking back at him with her serious face. Normally he would just take his suit off and climb back into bed with her. He loved to kiss her until she smiled.

Unfortunately, she had just struck a nerve. "What do you mean?" he questioned adjusting his tie, while Caroline sat up cross legged wrapping a sheet around her chest and any part that might distract him from the matter at hand. This was a serious discussion and she did not want him to accuse of trying to manipulate him.

'Oh, well, I guess the honeymoon stage is over,' she thought with a sigh. "I mean you can't be the king of anything if we're going to be together. Do you not remember the discussion we had the night of your mother's ball. I mean, it was like a million years ago but seriously, you cannot think I would be okay with this?" She looking at him, her eyes wide, her mouth pursed.

Klaus sat down on the bed taking her left hand in his right. "I thought you would want to be my queen." He leaned forward to kiss her and met empty air. Caroline was walking out the door of the bedroom and into the living room area. She wrapped the sheet around her body. "No, Nik," she said, turning around to look into his eyes. Klaus had gotten up and followed. He was standing an inch from her. All he wanted was to rip the sheet off her and drag her back to the bed. But that was not who he was anymore. He walked away and took a seat in a chair halfway across the room.

"What do you want me to do, Caroline? This is who I am." Caroline was shaking her head. She came and knelt down in front of him. She placed her head on his knee.

"Yes, this is who you are. Not who you have to be. Nik, you can change. You have spent a thousand years being this person who feels that he has to control everyone and everything around him." Klaus looked down at her with that lost little boy look of his and she knew she was getting to him. She pushed herself between his legs and pulled his face in between her hands. "You can let go now. You don't have to be that person anymore. You have me now. I won't leave you. I will never leave you again. Do you hear me Niklaus Mikaelson? I am yours and you can come home now. Because I will always be with you."

Klaus's eyes filled with tears and he reached out and brushed Caroline's hair behind her shoulders and leaned down and kissed her. Pretty soon after that he pulled the sheet off and she was helping him out of his suit.

Three hours later he arrived at the café he had told Elijah he would be meeting him at. Klaus was wearing a different suit. It seems the other was horribly wrinkled. Elijah got up when he spotted his brother. "Niklaus," Elijah greeted.

"Elijah," Klaus greeted his brother with a wide grin that Elijah did not recall ever seeing on his brother's face before.

"Well, I see that you were right. You did need a break from the stress of being king." Elijah sat back and ordered two cups of coffee.

Klaus leaned forward, "Yes, about that. I need to find a replacement. I am abdicating my leadership." Elijah nearly spit the coffee that he had just picked up out.

Elijah stared at Klaus like his brother had suggested that he wanted to run for President of the United States. "You what?"

Klaus was smiling almost to himself as he looked at the table between them and Elijah wondered if Klaus had perhaps ingested some sort of club drug made for Original vampires. Maybe this was not his brother. There must be a witch here who had switched Klaus' body with someone else's. Yes, that was it. Or someone took Niklaus to a secret laboratory in which they invented Prozac for vampires and Niklaus had taken five vials of the drug before their meeting. Damn the pharmaceutical companies. Elijah would go home and personally eat the CEO of Eli Lilly. He was finally snapped out of his thoughts when he looked down and noticed a small black box was sitting on the table. There was a small gold band with a princess cut diamond inside. The rock was not small but it was not gaudy either.

Elijah looked at his brother, his brows scrunching. "It's for Caroline." Klaus said the smile growing. Now Elijah understood. During Klaus' break from New Orleans his brother had officially gone insane.

"Niklaus, I know that it is hard for you to accept this but I do not believe that you and Miss Forbes are ever going to be together. And I do not believe that asking her to marry you when you two have not been in contact in fifty years would be wise. Do you?"

Klaus was shaking his head and still grinning. "No, Elijah. We have been together for the past three months. Why do you think you have not been able to contact me?"

Elijah just stared at Klaus. The situation was worse than he first suspected. Klaus was delusional. He wondered if he could find a therapist for Klaus. This was taking things way too far. He pulled out his phone to call Rebekah when Klaus suddenly grabbed the ring and placed it in his suit pants' pocket. Elijah wondered if Klaus feared someone would steal the ring. He was waiting for Rebekah to pick up when a young blonde woman in a short blue dress came up to Klaus and kissed him on the lips. She turned around and took the seat next to Niklaus and Elijah's jaw dropped open.

"Elijah?" Elijah heard Rebekah say. "Is everything alright?"

"I will have to get back to you." Elijah hit the end call button without looking and simply stared at Caroline Forbes who was holding Niklaus' hand and smiling happily.

Hello readers. I hope that you enjoyed this story. The plan is that this will be a two-shot. Unless you really want more. Review, favorite, follow. If you would like to check out my other story, Welcome to 'Amp Burger, which is another epic Klaroline, Delena, Kennett work. I will update this story as soon as I finish writing the second part. Until then relax and enjoy.

LL.