"SEVEN DATES"

Fan Fiction story / Season 3
By: Lovely Vero

Starring:

Klaus & Caroline
Matt & Rebekah

Chapter 1

"The agreement"

Caroline Forbes was angry. No, if she wanted to think more about it, she was not angry she was mad as hell. She stormed out of the car, slammed the driver door in a loud noise, before reaching the entrance door of the Mikaelson Manor. She was on a mission, a mission filled with anger and resentment. And today a certain man, that needed to stay nameless for her own sanity, would certainly hear a piece of her mind.

She, angrily and repeatedly, knocked on the front door, before ringing the doorbell, and crossing her arms in front of her chest. The door finally opened on an expressionless Rebekah, who rolled her eyes at her.

"What do you want?" She asked Caroline.

"I want to speak to your brother!" Caroline demanded, with an angry tone of voice.

"Well, I highly doubt that he wants to speak to you." Rebekha responded to Caroline, while copying the exact standing position of Caroline, by crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Rebekah, let her in, would you?!" The Mikaelson sister heard a male voice ordering her.

"That will be your choice, Nick!" Rebekah screamed back at him, before rolling her eyes on the ceiling, while gesturing with her right hand, while letting Caroline enter inside. "He's in his art workshop. I guess you know your way in the house. I said his workshop not his bedroom, Caroline." She added, in a sarcastic tone of voice, while eyeing her from head to toes, to make her feel uncomfortable, before walking toward the stairs.

Caroline watched Rebekah climb the stairs, while closing her fists in anger. She hated her and her snobby Original attitude, she hated this manor, she hated the Originals family, but she hated even more a particular one: Klaus Mikaelson! She stormed in direction of the workshop, before entering in the said room and frizzing her pace, while keeping motionless under the arch door.

In front of her sight; Klaus Mikaelson was painting a large canvas. It was obviously an abstract painting in progress. The colors were dark: a deep green, a bit of grey, and a lot of black.

"What can I do for you, Caroline?" He asked her, while not giving her the time of the day, keeping his stare on his art work, which made her feel rejected for some strange reason.

"I appreciate your heroic saving, and the fact that I am alive, and for that I am grateful to you… But…" She explained, while closing her fists in anger.

"Yes, Love? I sense a demand?" He asked her.

"You almost killed Tyler yesterday!" She told him, while reaching his standing position, and grabbing his right forearm.

Klaus turned his head to glance at her, before lowering his sight on her hand placed on the bare skin of his arm. Caroline noticed his staring, and she freed him of her grip, while blushing.

"I was only defending myself. Your small town, werewolf boy, attacked me; Caroline." He lashed out at her, while dropping his paintbrush in a bucket of fresh water.

"Of course, he attacked you. You re-sired him. Why would you do that?" She yelled as a question.

"You think that he was free of me? You think that his little trip away from Mystic Falls freed Tyler from my power over him? Are you that naïve, Love? I am the Alpha man after all, why do you think I would call myself that, if it was not for my strength and powerfulness over others?" He yelled back at her.

She raised her chin in the air, while staring into his blue eyes, in an intense game of power between the two.

"I want him free of your sired bond over him." Caroline demanded.

"Well … As beautiful as you are, it's not going to happen, sorry." He replied to her, while taking his paint brush back in his hand.

"I have a proposition for you." She mumbled in her teeth, while feeling intense shivers hitting her entire body. Klaus smirked at the same time that her words came out as a whisper from her mouth.

"Not really interested by you proposition, love. I was already too much delayed in my traveling plans, therefore; I should leave for good in a couple of days." He explained, while turning his head and smiling deviously to her. "I'll leave with your dearest friend Elena of course!" He added, maliciously.

"I can be with you, if you want me to be?" She shamelessly murmured to him, while waiting for his reaction. She was answered only by his silence and indifference toward her. "I just said that I would be with you, the way you want me to be."

"And in what way that would be, Caroline?" He calmly replied to her, while putting his paint brush down on the work table, wiping his hands on a damp cloth, before taking a few walking steps to reach her standing position. He bended his upper body and head near hers, while locking his eyes with Caroline's, before murmuring near her lips. "Explain the conditions, love?" He asked her, while slowly taking a strand of her hair, and turning its silkiness around one of his fingers.

Couple of days before…

Suddenly, Rebekah opened her eyes widely, while fixating the ceiling above her sight, her body still completely motionless for an additional few seconds. She rapidly scattered her surroundings, realizing about her lying position in a coffin. With the help of her vampire speed, she jumped away from this confinement, while putting a hand over her chest, lowering her sight in a desperate search of a hole on her silk blouse, but her clothes were in an impeccable condition….Not one single dagger had touched her chest!

"What happened?" She murmured to herself, while passing a quick hand through her tangled hair, before hearing walking steps reaching her standing position.

"Ah, finally, sister, you're awake!" Klaus exclaimed to her, while getting rid of his off-white jacket. He reached the sofa and threw the jacket on it, before pulling angrily on his tie and throwing it on the floor.

"What happened, Nick?" She asked him, in a dumfounded state of mind.

"Mother happened, sister. That is what happened!" He answered her, while reaching for a bottle of scotch placed above a console table, before pouring the brownish alcohol into a glass, and gulping the entirety of it.

"I remember having a conversation with her…She…She told me that she was dying, and then I literally don't remember a thing after that." She tried to explain.

"Well, our lovely mother took this opportunity to use her magic on you, and she switched her body with yours, and played us for fools in the meantime, Rebekah." Klaus explained, while saluting her with his glass, before gulping a second one.

"What? So….What day are we?" She asked him, while pointing a finger at him.

"Friday night." He informed her, while avoiding looking at his sister in the eyes.

"Is it before or after the dance?" She asked more of him, while closing her fists in anger, and feeling tears filling her eyes.

"It is after, Rebekah." Klaus responded to her, while seeing his sister bite her bottom lip to forbid herself to burst into tears. "Oh come on, Bekha, spare me this theatrical performance…We're better than this!" He yelled into her face, while hitting his chest with his closed right fist, before adding. "It was a stupid dance, don't show this human sensibility, you're powerful, sister, you're above this. We are, me & you, above this!" He repeated to her.

"What you mean it was a stupid dance? Don't tell me that you went, Nick?" Rebekah asked him, while gesturing with her arms and hands, in anger. "And where is mother?"

"Mother is resting in peace in one of the coffins. May her soul burn in hell…I hope for good this time!" He replied to her, taking the bottle of scotch in his hand, opening the first buttons of his shirt, while taking a sitting position on the sofa, with his feet on the coffee table, before gulping the bottle. "Yes! I went to this stupid dance, you begged me to go. And at that time, I had no idea that mother dearest was playing us for fools, and was once again, trying to kill us all. She, you…I mean: her as you, asked me to go to that stupid dance. You told me that it was very important to you." He explained to her.

"It was important to me, and she knew it!" Rebekah answered him, while sweeping the tears that were rolling on her cheeks.

"Well, think of it as: She at least spared you the agony of being there." He answered her, while staring at the bottle, before turning it in his hands and in front of his eyes.

"What happened to you?" Rebekah asked her brother, while raising one of her eyebrows in suspicion, before sitting in the arm chair in front of her brother's sitting position.

"Nothing" He replied to her, while rising on his feet, approaching the fireplace, before crashing the bottle on the bricks, while seeing the flames rise in front of his eyes.

"Oh, I get it now, Nick." Rebekah said to him, while raising on her feet herself, and crossing her arms in front of her chest. "You went for your pathetic crush on Caroline."

Klaus raised a quick glance toward his sister, before turning his back at her, to hide his facial expression, while closing his fists in anger, while leaning the left side of his body on the fire mantle.

"She means nothing to me; Rebekah, plus, her werewolf boyfriend is back in town!" Klaus responded to his sister.

"You don't say." Rebekah replied, while approaching the fireplace. "Why was he gone in the first place?" She asked him.

Klaus turned his head to stare at his sister, before smirking sadistically.

"Lockwood believed that he was free of my sire bond!" Klaus explained to her, while giggling.

"He is a stupid fool, Nick." Rebekah replied to his brother, while laughing with him.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Klaus said to her, while shaking his head and changing his facial expression to a more serious one. "None of this circus matters to me. We're leaving tomorrow, Rebekah. You need to pack your bags. We'll get the doppelganger, and we'll be long gone from this awful little town!" He added, while passing in front of her standing position, before being held immobile with a firm grip of her right hand placed on his left forearm.

"Do we need to run away all of our life, Nick?" Rebekah asked him, while locking her eyes with his.

"We're not running little sister; we're freeing ourselves from boredom." He replied to her, before trying to free himself from her grip, while being held in place.

"What happened at the dance, Nick?" Rebekah asked him.

Klaus lowered his head for a quick moment, while drifting back into tonight's recent memories…Only a couple of hours earlier…

She was standing nearer to him, much nearer than at the ball. He could almost feel her breath caressing his cheeks. She was most of the time staring into his eyes, or lowering her stare with shyness, or simply looking at Tyler who was standing behind them, near the dance floor.

"You would have loved the 1920' Caroline. The girls were reckless, sexy; fun. They literally used to dance, till they dropped!" He told her, while smiling heavenly to her, and laughing, before twirling with her on the dance floor.

"I don't suppose it happened to their dance partners?" She maliciously asked Klaus, making him loose his smile in an instant.

"You should be nicer to me. I'm leaving town tomorrow." He replied to her, while staring into her eyes. "I'll invite you to come with me, but we both know that you are not ready to accept my offer." He added to her. She froze all of her movements. "Perhaps one day, in a year, or even a century, you'll turn up at my door, and let me show you what the world as to offer."

He locked his eyes in hers, under a profound feeling that could not be named, before leaning his head nearer Caroline's, and drowning his sight in her beautiful eyes. But, it is with a sigh of repulsion that she cut this magical moment short for the both of them.

He slowly pushed her out of his arms embrace, before lowering his sight and feeling a sharp pain hitting his chest. He recognized that pain. The pain of rejection, the pain of loneliness…He raised his head, while locking his angry and sad eyes into hers.

"You mark my words: a small town boy, a small town life, it won't be enough for you!" He lashed out, while passing beside her and leaving the dance floor.

(Owning only parts of the above text – For the rest, dialogue from 3x20)

Klaus shook his head to the present time, before freeing his arm from his sister's grip. This all memory lane was unnecessary to him. More urgent manners needed to take priority.

"Go pack your bags!" He ordered Rebekah for the second time, while pointing a finger toward the door.

"Again, Nick? You want to run all your life. Daddy is dead now, mother followed…Can we just settle somewhere, can we just live in quietness for a short moment? Is it too much to ask?" She asked him, with a teary tone of voice.

"Get a grip on yourself, Bekha!" Klaus responded, while locking his eyes with his sister's. "Why would you want to stay in this pathetic little town, for Matt Donovan? The human boy who's been playing you for a fool? And, who's still running after his precious Elena? We're leaving with the doppelganger tomorrow, stop arguing about it, I have an army to build, sister!" He angrily added to her, before storming out of the room, leaving a dumbfounded and speechless Rebekah behind him.

Unfortunately, his plan of leaving the day after had come to a drastic end for several interferences. Not enough that he had to learn that Alaric Saltzman was transformed by Esther, his own mother, as an Original vampire slayer/hunter, but, he also had to learn by Stefan Salvatore that his sister, Elena Gilbert (his blood bag doppelganger) and most of all: Caroline, were held hostage against their will at the Mystic Falls high school by the said slayer.

"You're asking me to walk into a certain death, Stefan?" Klaus asked.

"Maybe I'm asking you to consider saving your sister?" Stefan replied to him.

They were both standing in front of each other, in a confrontation posture.

"Rebekha?" Klaus asked, while taking an additional walking step to reach Stefan's standing position. "Where is she?" He asked him, before forcefully grabbing his right arm.

"I suggest you lay your hand down." Stefan warned him.

"Or what mate?" Klaus asked him. "Thinking about it, which one is in need of the other the most?" He added to him, while approaching his face from Stefan's.

"Come on Klaus; think for a second…There is too much in stake for you at the moment…Your sister, Elena….Caroline…." Stefan said to him, before locking his eyes with his, while changing the tone of his voice at the mention of Caroline's name,. "In all logic, we have better chances as a team, neither you nor my brother or I, want Alaric to get rid of your life for the time being."

"It must eat you alive, my dear ripper friend that you have no idea from which blood line you are coming from?" Klaus said to him, while smirking.

Stefan took a few steps backward from Klaus's position, while putting both of his hands on each side of his waist.

"So, if I understand correctly." Klaus said to Stefan, while crossing his hands behind his back, and smirking. "I need to serve as bait to a crazy, bad alter ego, Alaric, for you and your brother to save the beautiful Elena in the meantime – While trying to not get myself kill by an ultimate silver weapon created by my dearest mother?" Klaus listed to Stefan, before adding, while raising one of his eyebrows. "Did I get that right?"

"When you say crazy nuts, are you talking about yourself, Klaus?" Damon asked, while getting out of the Gilbert's house, before smirking at him.

"Ah Damon…Mate, I love your sense of humour. We should go out and have a drink together sometimes, or I could simply kill you." Klaus responded sarcastically.

"I will check my calendar, and get back to you!" Damon replied to him, while tilting his head to the right, and maliciously smiling back at the Original.

"Are you with us in the plan?" Stefan asked Klaus, while cutting their ping pong interaction short.

"I'm in the plan for myself, Stefan, until you'll prove to me that we are friends again, I don't think I will team up with you and your brother very soon!" Klaus responded to Stefan, before passing beside him on the sidewalks, and leaving them speechless while glaring at each other.

"You think he meant that he's with us?" Damon asked Stefan.

"Your guess is mine!" Stefan responded to him, while passing a nervous hand through his hair.

That was hurting like hell. Klaus thought, while being thrown against the wall, by a rabid Alaric Saltzman.

"You like that, don't you?" Alaric mumbled angrily between his teeth, while taking Klaus by his collar, before throwing him on the floor, bending his upper body over him, while holding in his left hand the ultimate stake, lowering it at a near inch of Klaus's chest, while being kick in the stomach by Klaus's right knee, and rolling on the side.

"I'm actually starting to get pissed, mate." Klaus told Alaric, while rolling with him on the high school corridor floor, before pushing his right forearm on his throat. "Now it's getting more like it!" He mumbled, angrily, to his adversary, while trying to hold Alaric immobile, being thrown a second later on the opposite wall, before seeing the slayer falling on the floor in front of his sight with a wood stake placed in his back, and a Stefan Salvatore standing behind the lying body.

"This will not hold him down for long. We don't have a lot of time!" Stefan informed Klaus.

"Give me the weapon!" Klaus ordered Stefan, while handing his hand to him.

"I don't think so." Damon replied, with a sarcastic smile plastered on his face, while grabbing the silver stake from his brother's hands. He looked at it, before being grabbed on his leg and thrown, his face first, on the floor.

One sure thing, though Klaus: Alaric Saltzman was not an easy one to beat! He got on his feet, while watching, for a brief moment, Damon & Stefan Salvatore fight Alaric, before slowly backing away from the scene…He had already gave too much of his time, and played Russian roulette with his hybrid life.

He ran into several corridors, before bumping into Rebekah, who was running toward him, from the opposite site.

"Rebekah!" He screamed at her, while holding her immobile with his hands placed on both of her shoulders. "Are you alright?" He asked his sister.

"I'm fine, Nick! We have to leave now. Alaric Saltzman is a crazy man!" She explained to him, while grabbing his forearms with both of her hands.

"I know." He responded to her, while nodding his head, before adding. "Where's Caroline?"

"She was held prisoner in a class room with me. She was tortured with vervain, but she'll be fine. We need to go, Nick!" She yelled at him, while pulling on his arms.

"No!" He responded, while shaking his head, and adding. "I need to find her."

"What? No! You're playing with your life, and all for this stupid blonde bimbo!" Rebekha tried to make him change his mind.

"Caroline is not a bimbo!" They heard a voice exclaimed, before turning their heads to see Matt Donovan standing behind them.

"Where's Elena?" Klaus asked him.

"Why should I answer you?" Matt asked him, while inflating his torso.

"Oh God" Klaus mumbled in his teeth, while stroking his eyes with his right hand. "What is it with this town and idiots?" He added to himself, before continuing in an angrier tone of voice. "Where is she?"

"She's outside the school now…She's safe!" He replied to Klaus, while turning his sight at Rebekha.

"Then, bring my sister with you outside as well!" He ordered, while pushing Rebekah toward Matt.

"No, Nick, you need to come with us, it's dangerous for you here!" She screamed at him, while turning to look at him.

"Take her!" Klaus ordered Matt, a second time, before storming away, in his vampire speed.

"We have to go!" Matt told Rebekha, while pushing her in front of him.

"Why? It's not like you care if I live or die!" Rebekah exclaimed, while pushing herself away from him.

"Come on, Rebekah…We don't have time for this!" Matt told her, while handing his right hand to her. She put her shaking hand in his, before feeling his fingers closing on hers. "Let's go!" He added, before timidly smiling to Rebekah.

"Caroline!" Klaus screamed into the corridor, while hearing a whimper coming from an open class door, before storming inside and seeing her tied up to a chair, her face leaning on the desktop. It took him a few seconds to rush at her side. "Are you ok, Love?" He asked her, while kneeling by her side and sliding strands of her hair behind her ears and away from her injured face. "Bastard, what has he done to you?" He murmured, while taking the handkerchief in his hands to untie the knot behind her head, before feeling the intense burn of vervain on his hands. He put the pain in the back of his mind, while untying the fabric around her head, and freeing her mouth from the burning sensation. "It's ok. You'll be ok!" He whispered to her, while closing his fists in anger. Each side of her cheeks was burned badly, and pieces of skin were falling. She mumbled incoherent sounds, while trying to open her eyes. "Shhh…Don't strain yourself." He whispered near her left ear, before adding in a murmur. "Can you…Can you put your arm around my neck?"

Caroline opened her eyes, while blinking several times and responding in a whisper: "Yes!" She murmured, almost incoherently, to him, before slowly raising her left arm around his neck.

"Good, that's my girl!" He added to her, while slowly sliding one of his arms around her waist, and his left hand under her thighs, before lifting her up in his arms.

She instinctively encircled her arms around his neck while leaning her head on his chest, on his right shoulder.

"You'll be alight, love!" He murmured to her, while directing his walk toward the exit of the class room, while lowering his sight on her, only to make sure that she was alright, before very slowly sweet kissing her forehead, and murmuring near her skin. "Now that I have you in my arms, nobody will hurt you!"

"Then, you'll need to explain the conditions to me, love?" Caroline heard him repeated, while fixating her sight on his mouth and drifting into a semi-conscious state of mind, before feeling a lump forming in her throat. He was standing in a too close proximity of hers, and his intense staring was putting her nerves to an edge that she had never experienced before. She slowly, and nervously, rubbed her hands together. She needed to get a grip on herself in his presence.

"I thought you were only drawing animated shapes, like humans or animals?" She asked, as a diversion, before bypassing his standing position and walking toward the big unfinished canvas. She stood in front of the abstract painting, while closing her eyes to calm herself down. This was ridiculous; she thought to herself, it was obvious to her that the last past day's events had taken the best of her sanity.

"I sometimes express my art in many different ways." He answered her, while taking a standing position at her side, before staring at his art masterpiece.

"Well…" She added, while feeling the fabric of his Hanley, long sleeves t-shirt, touching the skin of her right forearm, before being hit by an intense shiver that took her by surprise. She suddenly pulled her arm away from his. "You're certainly talented."

"So…" He murmured near her right ear, while bending his head nearer to hers. "You came to see me to talk about my art then?" He mockingly asked her.

She turned her head to the right, while meeting the intensity of his stare, before sighing to calm down.

"Of course not, I came because you put Tyler back under you sire bond!" She repeated for the numerous times.

"He was never truly free of my sire bond; Caroline, and that is the part that you can't obviously accept, love!" He responded, bothered.

"Then free Tyler! Let him live his life in peace." She lashed out in his face.

"With you at his side I supposed?" Klaus asked her, while tilting his head to the right.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, while pouting.

"He almost lost his life because of you!" She repeated.

"He attacked me in his werewolf form, I only protected myself." Klaus responded to her, once again.

"He was jealous…because…" She started explaining to him, before holding her say.

"Because what?" Klaus asked her, while raising one of his eyebrows.

"Because, you dance with me and, because you had to be the hero and save me." She answered him. "And, you perfectly knew that he did not have your strength!" She attacked him.

"And I let him live? No? You should be grateful for my generosity, Caroline. It's certainly not him who carried your fainted body out of the school. Where was your shinning knight that day?" Klaus asked, while making her blush, and turning her sight away from his.

A few parts of her memory were coming back to her, since that awful event….When Alaric had captured her as bait to bring Elena to the school, the Salvatore and Klaus under his spell. She was remembering only now, being carried away by two strong arms, while feeling the sweetness of tender lips caressing her forehead. She had thought for a moment that it had been Tyler, before realizing that it was in reality: Klaus!

"And I already thanked you for saving me." She replied to him, before adding. "But it doesn't change the fact that you won't let Tyler free of your sire bond."

"I thought you had an offer put on the table for me, Caroline, or did I heard you wrong?" Klaus said, while smirking, before sitting on his work table and staring into her eyes.

Devil man… She thought to herself, while turning her head to the right to calm herself down, before making him smirk even more, and thinking that he had her finally exactly where he wanted her to be: in the palms of his hands.

"I…" She started, while turning back her head to face him, and raising her chin in the air.

"Yes?" He asked her, in a mocking tone of voice, while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"I accept to go on one date with you!" She lashed out at him, before adding. "In the only condition that you will free Tyler from your sire bond and that you'll leave Elena alone for good!"

Klaus leaned his head backward, before bursting into loud laugher.

"That's all you want, love?" He asked her, while giggling.

"I think it's a fair agreement." She added to him, while raising her head.

"You want to try this new agreement again, Caroline?" Klaus asked her, while stepping down of his elevated sitting position, taking a few walking steps to reach her, before bending his head one more time near Caroline's, and drowning his sight in hers. "Ten dates!" He changed the offer, without even blinking for an instant.

"What is telling me that you will keep your end of the bargain?" Caroline asked him. "You almost killed Tyler, and you're using my best friend as a blood bag!" She lashed out at him, even more.

"Because you're afraid to admit it to yourself, but you know me, Caroline. I'll keep my words!" He replied to her, while creating a shiver of apprehension in her entire body.

"Five dates!" She replied to him, without lowering her sight, making him smirk even more.

"Five is the half of ten, love…Aren't you a bit greedy?" He replied to her second offer, before offering himself. "Nine!"

"Fine…" She angrily responded, before adding. "Six dates and this is my finale offer."

"Seven dates plus one kiss tonight, and I promise to free Tyler from my sire bond, plus I will leave Elena alone for the time being." He offered her in return, while locking his eyes with hers, before seeing her blush, and lowering her eyes for the first time.

"Forget it!" She answered him in anger, before turning on herself, and directing her walking steps toward the exit of the room.

"Well, I'm sure that Tyler could be easily convinced to come with me to build my army elsewhere than Mystic Falls, if asked nicely, of course." He said, while passing the tip of his tongue on the length of his bottom lip, before smiling heavenly.

Caroline froze on spot, while closing her eyes and fists in anger, and counting to ten to calm down, before turning to face him.

"Fine…" She said to him, before adding. "Seven dates."

"And…" He asked her, while bending his upper body, and placing his right hand near his right ear, as a mocking gesture.

"…A kiss." She mumbled angrily in her teeth, while lowering her sight, and blushing.

He took a few walking steps toward her, before reaching her standing position, and handing his right hand to her, to which she put her trembling fingers before feeling his hand closing on hers.

"Seven dates, in which in each single one of those, you'll be entirely mine, Caroline…Don't you forget!" He murmured to her, raising her right hand near his mouth, turning it open, before ever so slowly sliding his mouth from her interior hand palm, to the tenderness of her wrist, while intensifying the pressure of his lips.

Caroline closed her eyes for a few seconds, not even able to control herself, and the intense trail of fire created with each of his kisses on her wrist, before feeling this fire reaching every part of her body.

She could only concentrate on the softness of his lips on her skin, while shamelessly wondering the effect of his lips on other parts of her body. As quickly as his lips had kissed her hand and wrist, she found herself free of his embrace. She opened her eyes, only to find him leaning at a near inch of her face.

"Good night, Caroline. I'll contact you soon!" He murmured near her lips, before turning on himself, reaching for his paint brush, and continuing his art work.

Caroline put a hand on her chest, while trying to calm herself down, before storming out of the art room and the house.

Klaus painted for an extra short time, before calling it for the day, closing the lights of his private room, and walking toward the entrance of the Manor while whistling a 1920' melody.

"Rebekah!" Klaus screamed joyfully to his sister, while standing down the stairs, before leaning his upper body on the wooden ramp. "Unpack your bags, sister; we're staying in Mystic Falls after all!" He yelled more, while smirking in a sadistic way, showing sparks of victory in his eyes, before adding in a whisper. "I'll have a couple of dates that I need to attend!"

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading this first chapter.

A few of the scenes were rewritten.

This story is now completed.

A sequel will come in summer 2013 named: "SEVEN SINS"