Hi everyone! yes, you are right in thinking that I have just posted the first chapter of the sequel to Charge! *party poppers explode, fireworks go off, take a few shots, dance crazily* Woooooo! This is the beginning of a whole new ride for our favourite TVD characters in Charge 2! There's a little fluff halfway through and a little smut at the end of this chapter ;) (I've been getting into writing smut lately. I don't know why, I just have).

Anyway, enjoy!

P.S. I still haven't been able to think of a good name for this sequel, so if anyone has any suggestions, I would love to hear them!

Chapter 1: Talk Nerdy To Me

Caroline's feet pounded on the concrete footpath as she sprinted to catch up with the criminal running from the crime scene. The bastard had broken into a jewellery store armed with a knife and was now trying to escape with a bag full of silver and gold with an approximate total worth of $28,000. The jeweller had allowed him to take the jewellery which was understandable and preferred considering that he was armed and it meant no casualties. The department had always advised that the victims remain calm, to not make any sudden movements and to do as the robber wants. As long as they got out alive, the officers would do the rest and finish the job.

"Freeze!" Caroline yelled out to the man.

He craned his neck to look back at her before sprinting around a corner. Caroline pulled her gun out of its holster and held it at the ready as soon as she reached the corner. She had expected him to jump her with his knife but she found him taking off around another corner at the end of the street. She started running again, hating that she had lost the consistency of her chase after the man. However, Caroline was smaller than him and it gave her the advantage when catching up to him, let light weight making her faster. She grabbed onto her radio and called over it urgently.

"He's running through Walker Street. I need back up!"

She kept running and after a few seconds, she heard Kol respond.

"Heading there now. Keep him there. I'll block off the other end."

Caroline sprinted as fast as she could, convinced that Kol wouldn't be able to get there in time to block off Connor. Caroline was grateful that the street was so long. Connor had gotten away with too many break-ins lately and she sure as Hell wasn't planning on letting him get away with this one as well.

She was so close now, within a few metres of the thief. "Freeze!" she yelled out again but he didn't listen. He kept running, somehow picking up his pace but was stopped by a blur of chestnut curls. He collapsed at the brunette's feet and she strapped her taser back onto her belt. The woman flipped her hair back out of her face and put her hands on her hips.

"I think he just had the shock of his life." Katherine said and Caroline released an exhausted laugh as she tried to catch her breath.

"You could put it that way."

Caroline picked up the bag he was holding as Katherine secured the cuffs around Connor's wrists.

"You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to blah, blah, blah. You can't hear me anyway because you're unconscious." Katherine said boredly to Connor's unconscious form.

Caroline grinned at her friend, trying to keep herself from laughing as she re-tied the bag up so she could take it back to the jeweller. Finally Kol and Klaus came running around the corner and slowed their pace when they saw the girls had already handled the situation.

"Did I just run for nothing?" Kol asked then looked at his brother. "I just ran for nothing."

"Stop complaining, Kol." Klaus said and went straight over to Connor to lift his unconscious body. Katherine had finished fastening his cuffs and had eventually made her way over to Kol to elbow him in the side.

"Go help him carry Connor. One person can't do it and us girls can't do it." Katherine said and Kol furrowed his brows.

"Says the one who is always going on about how tough she is."

"Just do it."

"You do it."

"Shut up." Caroline cut in. "The car is one block away. You guys take him to the car while Kat and I take the jewellery back to the store. Once we get back to the department, Lexi is going to contact the prison and get this guy behind bars."

Connor had robbed three banks, five jewellers and had killed seven people during those seven break-ins. Caroline thought it was fair to say that he deserved to be behind bars for at least ten years.

Katherine strutted over to Caroline's side and placed her hands on her hips before giving Kol a glare. He furrowed his brows at her before releasing a resigned sigh. "Fine. I'll help carry the bastard." He said and went to go help his brother.

Kol couldn't win a fight against the two women anymore – Katherine dating Elijah and Caroline now his sister-in-law after she had married Nik. Since when did women start walking all over him? They were supposed to be swooning because of his amazing charm and charisma like most women used to, but now these two wanted him to just quit the fun and carry a limp body to the car? No way. He seriously had to go out, get drunk, have a one night stand and get back on track with his devil-may-care attitude. To Hell with commitment!

When the two of them had finished their shifts and had finally gotten home, Caroline went straight to the bathroom and prepared herself a bubble bath. She needed a soothing hot bath after the big day she had at work. She drizzled the soap into the tub and splashed it around a little to make the bubbles. Once she was happy with the temperature of the water and the amount of bubbles, she undressed and climbed into the bath. She leaned her head back against the back of the tub and closed her eyes, finally able to relax for a bit before she had to go downstairs and cook dinner.

The water relaxed her tired body and Caroline had to force herself to get out of the bath when she felt herself slowly falling asleep. She didn't want to drown in her own bathroom. She dried herself off and put her pyjamas on, which consisted of black cotton shorts and a black tank top. She stopped by the laundry to put her uniform and towel in the basket before heading to the kitchen.

"What do you want for dinner babe?" she called out loud enough for Klaus to hear wherever he was in the house. She wasn't expecting to walk into the kitchen to see him at the stove cooking though.

Her mouth fell open and her eyes widened. He looked up from the stove with his brow furrowed in confusion at the look she was giving him. "What?"

"You're cooking." She said then shook herself out of her haze. "You rarely cook."

"That's because you never let me cook." He retorted and Caroline scoffed. She crossed her arms over her chest when she saw the knowing look he was giving her.

"I do not."

"Yes you do. Half the time I try to even just take a pan out of the cupboard and you take it away from me and shoo me out of the kitchen." He pointed the wooden spoon at her. "It's your own fault that I hardly ever cook you a meal."

Caroline frowned, trying to think of something witty to say back to him but coming up with nothing. "Whatever." She said lamely, knowing that she had lost that discussion. Caroline, zero – Klaus, one.

A smug smile tugged at his lips when he realised he had won and went back to stirring the pot on the stove. Out of curiosity – and just to prove that she could contain her inner control freak – she walked over to where he was and looked inside the pot to see what he was cooking.

"Bolognese?" she said and he nodded. "I haven't had Bolognese is ages." She reached for the spoon in his hand to take it but he pushed her away with his free hand. She let out a "Hey!" and tried to step towards the stove again, only to be pushed away once more.

"You're doing it again, Caroline. The neurotic control freak is making an appearance."

"No it's not. I just want to stir it."

"Go sit down."

"No. I want to –"

"Go sit down."

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "God, you're so annoying sometimes." She sat down on one of the kitchen stools and put her chin in her hand. "Why did I marry you again?"

"Hey. You love me." He reminded her before draining the spaghetti. "Besides, I was hungry and I didn't want to disturb you during your bath. Last time I did that you pulled through with your threat on throwing the shampoo bottle at me."

"I was tired that day!"

He turned to face her and drew an imaginary circle in the air near his ear, mouthing the words 'you're crazy.'

"Stop." She laughed. "I'll still ditch something at you."

He pointed the wooden spoon at her again. "Be careful, love. I've got a spoon and I'm not afraid to use it."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm so scared now. What are you going to do? Smack me?"

He smirked, holding back at laugh. "Maybe I should. Maybe I want to." He said and winked at her.

"Okay, now this conversation has turned real kinky."

"Don't deny that you love it."

Caroline scoffed again at his comment. She watched him finish off the cooking while she sat at the bench in her pyjamas. After another five minutes, the food was on the table and they were eating. They spoke over dinner about their day, how everyone was and that they should eat out one night soon for dinner instead of stay home again. Once they finished, Caroline cleaned up the dishes – it was only fair since he had cooked – and headed into the lounge room to watch America's Next Top Model while Klaus showered.

"Please keep Kiera. Please keep Kiera. Please keep Kiera." Caroline repeated over and over again as she leaned forward in her seat with her fingers crossed. They were down to the bottom two and Caroline had been waiting since the first episode of the season for Lucy to be kicked off the show. Now, it was down to either Lucy or Kiera leaving and she was on the edge of her seat in anticipation.

Tyra Banks held the last photo in her hands and looked at the two models as she spoke the much anticipated words.

"I am holding one picture in my hands. Only one of you can make it into the top three. Kiera or Lucy. The model going into the next round is…"

"What are you watc–"

"Shush!" Caroline said loudly, holding a hand out to stop her husband from talking any further.

"…Lucy."

"What?!" she screeched at the television. "No! Oh my God, Tyra, you have lost your fucking mind! No! You should have kept Kiera, not that back stabbing bitch Lucy! I cannot believe this!" she threw her hands up in the air. "I am done. I am so done."

Klaus stood there shocked, stunned by the outburst she just had because of a crappy television show. He couldn't believe her reaction to it.

Eventually – once Caroline had calmed down from her outburst – he moved to go lounge on the other half of the couch and yawned.

"It's eight-thirty. Arrow is on. Put in on, sweetheart."

"I still can't believe you watch that show." She said with a shake of her head and put her legs across his lap.

"What?" he said. "Who doesn't love the Green Arrow? Every boy needs a superhero to look up to as a kid and the Green Arrow was mine. Don't judge."

She laughed. "I'm not judging."

He eyed her carefully. "Good because the Green Arrow is by far the best superhero in my opinion. Batman and Superman can go piss off. I mean, seriously. He even has the most memorable quote in superhero shows and movies. Caroline Mikaelson, you have failed this city!"

Caroline burst out laughing. "I love it when you talk nerdy to me." She teased.

He reached over to pinch and tickle her, causing her to squeal. "Alright, that's enough teasing, love."

Her laughter died down after a while but her face still hurt from laughing. "I just think it's funny that a grown man still enjoys superhero shows."

"Only Arrow. Besides, Kol is convinced he is Batman. If anyone needs a reality check, it's my brother."

"Well if he's Batman and you're the Green Arrow, then Katherine is Catwoman because I think that suits her to a tee."

Klaus chuckled at her comment. "Yes, that would suit her, wouldn't it? Poor Elijah." That caused Caroline to laugh. "You're Natasha Romanoff. Sexy but deadly."

Caroline smirked at him and crossed her ankles. "Sexy by deadly, huh? Is that what I am to you?"

He rested a hand on her leg and gently ran it up and down her thigh. He could feel the goose bumps on her skin that his touch had caused. "It's what you've always been to me, sweetheart."

The nerves in Caroline's body went crazy in every place he touched her. You would have thought that after spending two years dating someone and a year married to them that your body would be used to their touch, but it wasn't. Caroline still felt like her body was on fire whenever he touched her and as each day went by, her need for him hadn't been satiated not one bit.

She made her way onto his side of the couch and straddled him. She ran her hands over his chest as she smirked at him and he returned it with one of his own. She felt his hands run over the curve of her waist and hips as she leaned in to place a kiss on his lips. The kiss was soft and gentle, the two of them enjoying each other's presence and closeness for a while before Caroline's fingers found the hem of his shirt. She pulled the shirt over his head and then lifted her arms for him to do the same for her. Once her top was rid of also, she cupped his face in her hands again and looked into his blue eyes.

"I love you." She whispered as she caressed his cheeks with her thumbs. He smiled and pecked her lips briefly.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

Caroline smiled and pressed her lips to his. She ran her fingers through his dirty blonde hair as she breathed in the musky scent of her husband's aftershave. She lowered her hands down to the waist of his pants but he caught them in his own hands before pulling back. Caroline frowned, feeling like she had done something wrong, but that feeling disappeared a second later.

"I suggest we go to bed and do this love. Not on the couch."

She smiled and released a laugh. "I don't see the problem with the couch but our bed is comfortable too."

He chuckled and picked her up by her waist. Caroline wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, releasing a giggle when he lifted her up and carried her up the stairs. Caroline reached over to open their bedroom door and shut it behind them before he placed her on the bed. The two of them took their bottoms off, Caroline removing her shorts and Klaus removing his sweatpants. Caroline took his hand in hers and pulled him over to the bed. He followed without hesitation and gently pushed her back against the bed before climbing over the top of her. He started placing soft kisses on her neck and began to leave a trail of kisses along her shoulders and across her chest. Caroline let out a soft sigh and arched her back, Klaus taking the opportunity to unhook the clasp of her blue lace bra. He removed the barely there material and began leaving kisses down her cleavage and stomach as he kneaded her breasts with his hands. Caroline let out a quiet moan and closed her eyes. As much as she enjoyed the rough sex with Klaus, she enjoyed their times together when he was so careful with her as he was now. The rough sex was just sex. Yes, they loved each other, but she never felt more loved in an intimate moment than when he was so careful with her as he was now. This is how gentle he was with her when they properly made love.

She felt bliss wash over her when he removed her underwear and started to pleasure her with his tongue and hands, his movements once again not urgent or lustful, but gentle for her enjoyment.

They took turns attending to each other's desires that night, the two of them showing both a mixture of passion and love for one another. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he entered her, making her release pleasurable moans and cries of delight until they were satisfied with their love making and fell asleep in each other's embrace.

Can I just say that I love writing as Kol? it's so much fun and so amusing haha. 'To Hell with commitment!' according to Kol.

Please review! I love hearing what you guys think :)

Celeste xoxo