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Caroline walked into her apartment building and began to haul all the shopping bags up the spiral staircase. Elena had gone to meet Elijah for dinner but Caroline had declined in joining them, leaving the couple to some much needed alone time. Besides Caroline knew exactly how she was going to spend her Saturday night, unfortunately it involved only herself, a bottle of wine and her laptop.

She made it to the last few steps before her floor when she began to hear groaning coming from Elijah's brothers apartment. For a second it sounded like someone was in pain and Caroline moved closer to the apartment door to inspect. After only taking one step she heard another moan and soon realized they were cries of pleasure not pain.

"Oh god, gross!" Caroline almost gagged as she made a quick dash to her apartment and was safely inside within seconds. Ew I mean it's only like 7 o' clock, like who has sex this early? Nymphomaniacs, that's who! She thought to herself.

After she had unpacked the shopping bags she sat down on her couch with her laptop resting on her knees. "Okay boys," She looked at the list of nine men written on a pink post-it beside her, "Let's do this." She spoke again as she opened up the laptop and began to type.

"Ugh this is pointless!" She exclaimed from her horizontal position on the couch, one arm dangling over the edge holding a nearly empty glass of wine.

She had spent the last few hours searching the Internet for any information or contact details for her past lovers. Instead she was met with about a dozen guys with the same name as an ex but a different face.

She began to realize her plan was falling apart and though the whole tracking down your ex's thing felt silly at first, she realized that this was important to her. Something in her life had to be a success, more specifically one of her relationships had to have been a success but something got in the way and Caroline was determined to find out what.

It was then she noticed how quiet it had gotten. In fact she hadn't heard noises come from the other apartment in the last 20 minutes. Finally they're done.

Caroline shot up, her body moving slightly slower than her mind after half a bottle of wine. Her thoughts began to form an idea and Caroline's lips grew wide as she processed it.

She stood up, pulling her sundress into place and grabbing her coat and boots at the door to her apartment.

She tiptoed over to Klaus's apartment as she put on her clothes. She leaned softly against the door and heard no sex sounds emitting from the inside.

"Okay Caroline let's put that one semester of theatre performance to use." She whispered to herself, and then began to bang hard on the door.

Within a few moments the door swung open, revealing a shirtless Klaus. God does he ever wear clothes? Caroline was momentarily distracted before she began to speak in what could be called the worst English accent in the world, "Oh my god Niklaus! You have to get dressed! Quick! Did you not get my calls?" She stormed into the apartment, squinting her eyes out of fear she was walking into some weird sex den.

Klaus turned around, his eyes following her, completely bemused at the blonde in front of him.

"I'm sorry?" he said still shocked at her using his birth name.

Caroline gave him a look as a redhead walked into their view, "What's going on babe?"

Caroline tried not to roll her eyes, "Oh I'm so sorry I didn't know you had company. But really we must leave now." She turned to the girl, "Our mother has been in a terrible accident and we have to go to the hospital."

The redhead was nodding sympathetically but then stopped, a look of puzzlement crossing her pretty features, "Last night I thought you said your mother died when you were a child?"

Klaus was trying not to break out into laughter but instead met Caroline's mortified gaze, "Did I say mother? I meant our dear father, oh dear I am not quite myself." The English accent was beginning to wear off and she was afraid of how much longer she could keep it up.

Klaus finally caught on to what his blonde neighbor was trying to do and decided to throw her a bone, "It's alright sister, we'll get through this together." He smirked at Caroline's angry glare as he put an arm around her.

Caroline began running towards the door, pulling him with her, "Sorry again!" She called out, "I'm sure you can let yourself out!"

She closed his door and dragged Klaus across the hallway and into her apartment.

Klaus began pulling on the t-shirt and putting on the shoes he had grabbed. Caroline leaned against the door, getting slightly more sober as the seconds ticked by and realizing what she had just done was slightly crazy.

When Klaus was dressed he looked up at her, "So I understand you wanted me out of my apartment. What I don't get is why."

Caroline sat down on the couch opposite him. "I need your help."

Klaus was shocked, for the second time this morning, which wasn't a common occurrence for him. "My help?"

She nodded and seeing her expression smiled, "I'm guessing you don't get that a lot?"

Klaus smirked, "From beautiful strangers? All the time love."

Caroline rolled her eyes, "I'm not a stranger. Technically I'm going to be like a sister in law to you in a few weeks."

"Yes Elijah told me you and Elena were quite close."

Caroline smiled, "Like sisters." She replied, re-echoing her earlier statement, "And Elijah told Elena you were a lawyer too?"

"Yes I am." Klaus replied carefully. "You didn't haul me in here for free legal advice, did you? Because Elijah is a moral lawyer than me." He teased.

"No not exactly." She tried to phrase her next sentence right, "I'm looking to track down some people. But my attempts have been pretty fruitless."

Klaus nodded for her to continue, "And well I've heard Elijah saying before that his firm has a P.I on retainer to find information for cases and sometimes find people..." She looked at him hoping he was catching on.

"So you want me to use the P.I at Mikaelson & Sons for you to find some ex boyfriend who owes you money or something?" He asked her seriously.

Caroline looked shocked, "Never mind." She stood up walking towards the kitchen but he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to a halt.

"Hey I didn't say I wouldn't do it. But what's in it for me?" He looked her up and down suggestively, his eyes darkening.

"Not that." She said pulling her hand away, "But II' help you too. That's what I was showing you this evening. When you're done with your lady friends, you can come here to hide out until they get the hint and leave. So you don't have to do the whole awkward morning after pretending you're going to call dance?"

Klaus sat back in his chair and looked at her, "Deal."

"Seriously?" She lit up, she hadn't expected him to agree so easily or agree at all.

"Yes why not. I'm only here in Boston for one case and then Elijah's wedding. Then I'm back home, so finding whoever you want to find will be a good distraction." He said reasonably.

"Distraction?" She questioned.

"Another time perhaps love." He stood up, "Let's just say I want to spend as little time as possible at Mikaelson & Sons HQ here in Boston."

"Come by the office on Monday. We can start working on it then."

"Okay." She said hesitantly, "I mean I guess yeah."

"Thank you Klaus." She said walking him out of the apartment.

He stopped at the door and turned to look at her, their faces coming quite close together, "Anything to help a damsel in distress."

"I'm not a damsel." Caroline replied defiantly, crossing her arms in front of her body.

Klaus smiled briefly, his eyes locked with hers as he tipped his head thoughtfully to the side, "No you most certainly are not."

He walked away quickly and Caroline felt the loss of his presence beside her immediately.

This better work. She closed the door with the thought echoing around her mind.

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By the time Monday morning came around she was already starting to regret her decision to enroll Klaus in her semi-desperate attempt to fix her life. He was Elena's soon-to-be-brother-in-law and Caroline was making him play Harriet the Spy.

With one final glance at the foreboding glass building Caroline sighed and pushed through the revolving doors making her way into the lobby. Although she had passed Mikaelson & Sons law firm numerous times she had never been inside it. The lobby was quite large and her heels clicked against the marble floor as she made her way across to the reception desk.

"May I help you?" A burly man behind the desk asked.

"Em I'm here to see Klaus. I mean Niklaus. Mr Mikaelson. Niklaus Mikaelson." Oh god Caroline could you sound anymore blonde?!

The security guard quirked an eyebrow and picked up the phone, dialing a number slowly.

Caroline rolled her eyes; of course Klaus hadn't told the front desk that he was expecting anyone. Now she had to look like some weird random girl who wanted to meet one of New York's most eligible bachelors. New York Magazine's words not hers, well New York Magazine's words according to Elena. Last night they had dinner together and Elena had filled her in on what she had learned about Klaus. Apparently he had decided to rent the apartment in their building rather than stay in a hotel for the next few weeks. He preferred his 'own space'. And Elijah had mentioned Elena's building many times so he knew it would be decent accommodation.

He lived in New York normally, this Caroline knew from Klaus, and that he was lawyer like Elijah. Well like all the Mikaelsons. The family had three law firms, Boston, New York and London. They all grew up in London but their father moved the family to Boston after his wife died to establish his second firm, which had now become the biggest. Rebekah moved back to London after college to work there as she missed England. Kol and Elijah were happy to stay in Boston, the place they had come to know as home. And the infamous Niklaus moved to New York after law school, a few years prior his eldest brother Finn had started the latest firm there.

Now Klaus spent most of his time on the society pages going to galas with models whose legs were longer than Caroline's whole body and the rest of the time he helped Finn build a successful law firm. Not bad for a 29 year old. Caroline couldn't help but feel mildly impressed but then she was quickly reminded of the half naked guy who strolled into her apartment last night with a finger to his lips to make sure she didn't speak and awaken whatever woman was in his apartment. He had rudely plopped himself onto the couch beside Caroline who was having a marathon of the The OC in her pajamas.

"Do you mind?" She asked shocked, as a bed sheet was the only thing around him.

"Yes I do. Where is the popcorn? I can't possibly watch this rubbish without something to eat." He had gotten up and made popcorn and stayed watching TV for longer than necessary in Caroline's opinion.

Caroline shook her head bringing her mind back into the present. The security chuckled and put the phone down, looking up at Caroline.

"Mr. Mikaelson will be right down."

Caroline furrowed her brow and opened her mouth to speak. Why couldn't she just go up?

Within seconds one of the elevators dinged and Klaus came walking over to Caroline.

Although it was strange for her to see him in a suit she couldn't help but smile at the fact that his shirt was rolled up to his elbows and his jacket and tie were both missing, leaving his smooth neck uncovered. Of course he wouldn't be dressed appropriately.

When her eyes finally met his face she could see the massive smirk he was wearing at catching her checking him out.

Oh god I'm dealing with a child. Deep breathes; think about why you're doing this.

Klaus arrived at her side, nodding to the security guard, "Thank you Hugo. Wouldn't want any old riff raff getting in." Caroline huffed and began stalking over to the elevator before a grinning Klaus half ran in front of her clicking the highest floor number on the elevator wall.

His eyes skimmed over her body, "You look lovely." He spoke lowly and Caroline had to look at him to make sure she had actually said anything at all.

Just as her eyes met his, the elevator dinged open and Caroline coughed awkwardly.

The gold plated doors stopped before their destination and opened to reveal a well-dressed man looking through his blackberry.

Caroline froze as Elijah began walking into the elevator and looked up at its occupants.

"Nice to see you up so early for once, brother." He smiled at his brother before seeing the blonde girl on the other side of the elevator," Caroline?" He questioned, his voice holding a tone of shock as he looked between the two of them.

"Elijah!" Caroline couldn't believe she hadn't thought of the possibility of running into him, it was his workplace too after all. Elijah, always the gentleman, leaned in to kiss Caroline on the cheek as they hugged. In the year he had been with Elena he had found Caroline to become like another sister to him. She reminded him of Rebekah in many ways.

"What are you doing here Caroline?"

"Em we're just..." Caroline was at a loss for words, something that didn't happen to her often.

Caroline looked to Klaus in desperation, "Wedding plans. As the best man and maid of honor we were just planning the hen and stag parties. Things like that brother." Klaus offered.

Elijah nodded slowly as the elevator reached the top floor, "I see." He responded and Klaus knew from the tone that the conversation was not over yet.

"Caroline would you like to wait for me in my office? Third down on the right." It was more of an order than a question so Caroline awkwardly said goodbye and walked towards his office.

Both Mikaelsons stood outside the elevator and watched as she disappeared down the corridor, "Niklaus what is going on? You do realize this is Elena's best friend."

Klaus groaned at Elijah's reprimanding tone, "Yes I am aware thank you."

"Then what are you doing? You know I try to stay out of your personal life with regards to relationships. But fooling around with Caroline is something I forbid."

Klaus quirked an eyebrow, "Forbid? God you sound like Mikael. Relax Brother I am just being the best best man ever and aiding your fiancée's friend. Scouts honor." He mocked saluted as he walked towards his office. He could feel Elijah's eyes burning a hole in his back as he entered his office, closing the door behind him.

Caroline was on the other side of the large room. The corner office had two walls made entirely of glass and she stood nearly against one of them, her eyes following the shapes of the buildings surrounding them.

Klaus leaned against the door for a moment; she was so lost in the view that she hadn't heard him come in.

He took all of her in, the way her pencil skirt fit her body and the light blue shirt that hugged her chest. It made her eyes especially blue, which made Klaus want to buy her ten more shirts exactly like it. He pulled a hand through his hair, remembering who she was and more importantly who she was to his brother and decided to get to work. The sooner he helped her get whatever she wanted the sooner he could stop imagining what her skirt would look like on his floor.

"Enjoying the view?" He broke the silence.

Caroline turned around blushing and Klaus tried not to smile at her innocent face.

"Yes, it's amazing." She walked towards him sitting on the chair beside his desk. "What did Elijah have to say?"

Klaus sat on the other side of the desk, leaning back into his leather chair, "Nothing of consequence."

Caroline frowned, "Let me guess." Klaus looked up from his hands, "Stay away from Caroline. Do not seduce Caroline." She put on her best impression of Elijah as Klaus chuckled.

He leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on the dark wood desk, "What if he had said that? Or something to that effect?"

Caroline sighed, "I would tell him not to worry. There is no danger in me being seduced by you and your British wit." She teased.

"Then Elijah has nothing to worry about. " He spoke more seriously than before and Caroline realized that she had subconsciously leant in to hear what he was saying.

She quickly sat up straight and opened her purse. "Right so here's the list of people I need to find."

Klaus sat up too, remembering why she was actually here. He took the list, and scanned it. "Okay love I'm going to need a little bit more info than 'Hot dog guy on 26th street and Madison avenue.' Who are these people anyways?"

"Just some guys I dated."

"Do you need to make the awkward I-have-a-STD-call?" He couldn't resist teasing her.

"No!" She half shouted. "I just thought I should check in and see how they're doing. Maybe one of them is worth a second look."

Klaus's forehead wrinkled in confusion, "I don't get it. Why go through all this trouble? Why not just find a new guy?"

Caroline shook her head, "No. No new guys." She saw him frown again, "So are we still doing this or what?"

Klaus paused before nodding, "Okay. II' send these names to my P.I later but some of these we could surely find ourselves. Personally I'm dying to meet this Hot Dog vendor. Shall we?" He smirked at her.

Ten minutes later they were coming up to the street where Caroline had met her one night stand two years ago, "I seriously doubt he's still a street vendor but I didn't know what else to put down to describe him." She spoke as they made their way through the lunchtime crowds. The city was already getting warmer which made Caroline smile; she loved Boston in the summer.

"So why put him down then? If you can't even remember his name?"

"Best sex of my life." She replied truthfully.

Klaus's face perked up at her honesty and he smiled, "You haven't had sex with me."

Caroline turned to him and smiled, "No, but I have had sex with other overly confident sometimes arrogant womanizing lawyer types, so I'm good."

Klaus turned to her, "What makes you think I'm a womanizer?"

Caroline laughed, and Klaus quickly realized it was one of his favorite sounds, "You're kidding right? I'm your neighbor who helps you flee a different woman every night."

"Who says there not using me, love."

"Just a hunch."

They turned around the corner and immediately saw a hot dog stand. Caroline walked a bit over, trying to see the man behind the stand and suddenly recognized his long black hair and dark skin. Oh great, only one guy into this stupid list and he's exactly the same.

"Come on, let's go." She grabbed Klaus turning him down the street they just walked.

"Hey wait! Aren't you going to talk to him?"

"No I am not!" She stormed down the street as he tried to keep up.

"That's it? Why? Because he's a street vendor?"

Caroline stopped walking and turned to him, "No, because he's still a street vendor. That's exactly where he was two years ago, a college dropout street vendor, sleeps till noon, and sells hot dogs till three. Not exactly boyfriend material.

"So what? You could have had some fun for old times sake." He questioned, trying to find out what she was hoping for by looking up old boyfriends.

"No, even if it didn't raise my number, I can't afford to waste any more time on guys like him." Caroline began walking again but immediately stopped when she realized what she had said.

"Wait, wait, wait! That's what this is about? You don't want to raise your number." He started laughing as he grabbed her arm to stop her from walking away and ended up pulling her close to him, "That's why you won't sleep with me?"

"No. There are a lot of reasons why I won't sleep with you." She felt her chin rise in hopes she look determined and unaffected by their close proximity.

"No, there's not." He said lowly in her ear and Caroline felt the world around them go blurry for a moment.

She pulled back to see a softness in Klaus's eyes before his gaze turned hard and cynical, "Oh great. It seems my brothers just love interrupting us today."

Caroline eyes formed question marks as she turned around to see the youngest Mikaelson brother standing across the street, his hair perfectly styled with the biggest grin on his face. A grin, which made Caroline, agree with Klaus for the first time since they had met.

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