This one was a sneak peek, though for some reason, I'm still iffy on it. This is an experiment for me, one I hope will work out, but if not...well, then I'll know won't I.

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I was raised on a small island just off the coast of South Carolina by my Grammy, for my parents had died when I was only five, and my Grammy had taken me in, and did the best she could to raise me.

I know, that's a lousy way to begin a tale, but, for me, that's exactly where I'm going to begin. Oh, before I go any further, I should tell you my name. My name is Caroline, Caroline Forbes, and I'm a clairvoyant.

You see, I had always dreamed of my love, ever since I was a small child. I guess that's just like everyone, but mine was very specific.

Anyway, back to my tale, the first sign I had that told me love was on its way to me was the sight of the twin-tailed comet. Since they are very rare to see, or to come by, I took it as a sure sign. Another sign for me was when the blue marlin yielded up a ring, and not just any ring, a wedding ring.

Sure, all these things are just simple little things that could easily be explained, but to me, it meant that my life was going to change.

The third and final sign was a dream. I dreamed of his smile. I know, it's not a big, huge part, but for me, a smile said it all. It was a charming smile with dimples clear on his face. His smile warmed me as I dreamed of it, and awoke me with my heart pounding in my chest. With the dream in my mind, I waited and hoped.

I waited for the day, my prince…no, no, my Adonis would come to take me away.

So you could imagine my surprise when I first met my husband. Though he wasn't bad looking, in fact, he was quite charming, something in the back of my mind and heart told me that he was not the one, but that didn't stop me from jumping into his boat, and asking him to marry me, for who knew how to control affairs of the heart.

~Few Days Earlier~

"Stefan, you need a break." Klaus Mikaelson stated as he entered the butcher shop across the street from his office.

Stefan, a tall burly man, who pulled off the look of a sexy butcher to some women, sliced his knife through a piece of pork. His sandy brown hair glistened from the sweat, and heat of his shop, and his green eyes paled from the sadness held within.

Klaus sighed as he walked towards his friend, and stood in front of the counter. "Stefan, you need a vacation." He stated again, his British accent telling. "You have been cooped up in this butcher shop for weeks without a single break. You need one." He added, firmly.

Stefan lowered the knife on the counter, and sighed. He lifted his eyes to his friend, and slowly nodded. His friend was a psychiatrist, and a damned good one, according to his clients. He was tall, with sandy curly brown hair, blue eyes, oval scruffy face, and a devilish smirk, if he showed it off.

"Where do you suggest I go, Klaus?" He asked, tiredly.

Klaus sighed as he gazed at his friend, and shrugged. "I don't know, deep sea fishing, a hike in the mountains, anywhere where you'll be able to relax, and get away from the shop." He stated, shaking his head.

Stefan placed his hands on the counter, and sighed. "Alright, I'll leave in the morning." He stated, nodding his head, after a short thought.

Klaus nodded. "Fine, go for a week, that'll give you plenty of time to relax and unwind." He added, in a firm tone.

Stefan sighed, and nodded. "A week." He stated, giving up his fight, which proved Klaus' point: he needed a vacation.

The next morning, after Stefan had decided where he would go, he packed up his suitcase and car, and headed out of New York, towards the South Carolina beach. It took him almost two days to get down there, and he knew that he would never have enough time to fish, as he would have liked to, but it was good to get away from his butcher shop, which he co-owned with his brother, who cared more about his wife and kids than his inheritance. Not that Stefan blamed his brother. In fact, he envied him.

Damon had left the business last year, and settled down with a charming woman he met on vacation. A few months later, Stefan was an uncle, and though he loved his two nephews, he couldn't help but wonder when he was going to find the right woman for him.

As he parked his car on a small beach, he charted a small boat, and started out into the ocean. His eyes caught sight of a lonely little island, and something deep inside told him to land there.

Finding a small dock on one side of the island, he parked the boat, and as soon as he stepped over the railing, he was bombarded with an armful of blonde.

He froze, and slowly the woman pulled back, and he gaped at how beautiful she was, with blonde hair halfway down her back, blue-green eyes like the sea, and a semi-tan on her skin. With a smile on her face, she wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him.

Slowly recovering from the bombardment, Stefan pulled back, and gazed at her.

"Will you marry me?" She asked, after a moment, her voice melodic, and slightly strained from panting.

Stefan was too stunned to speak. He wanted to say no, but no words would come out.

She smiled, brightly, and stepped back, as she grasped his hands. "Silly me, I'm Caroline." She stated, nodding her head. "And I know that it sounds crazy, but you are the man of my dreams, and I want nothing more than to marry you." She added, her head nodding, slightly.

Stefan opened his mouth, but again words seemed to fail him.

"Well, you can speak, can't you?" She asked, worriedly. Oh, dear, her true love is going to be deaf. She shook her head.

Stefan nodded, his head, and slowly the words came out. "I'm Stefan, and yes, I can speak." He stated, watching her face light up from his statement.

"Wonderful to meet you, Stefan, come, you must meet my Grammy." She stated, pulling him, excitedly down the dock, and towards a small house on the edge of the island, next to an old lighthouse.

He sighed, and shook his head, wondering if he was dreaming this all, or if he had lost his mind.

He was still questioning it the next morning when he woke up next to her and a wedding band on his third ring finger on his left hand.

Some vacation, He thought to himself as he gazed at her sleeping form. Oh, Klaus is going to have a field day.

Please be kind! If you don't like it, I'm not pressing you read it, nor am I looking forward to your comments if you intend to be cruel. People enjoy different stories, so if you don't like it. Don't read it!

I know, I'm harping too much. Sorry! :)

Anyway, second chapter to this is halfway written, and it will be up tomorrow. I'm trying to wrap up Hope's Light and updated! Bear with me!

BTW: This is a Klaroline story! The Steroline will be friendship based, no romantic intentions, except for the obvious, but nothing more! Please keep that in mind!

A/N: (I know, shut up, girl, lol) Anyway, this story, along with the others will be updated on weekends, instead of during the week, with few exceptions. FYI!

Next Chapter: Caroline adjusts to her new life, and meets some interesting people.

Until Next Time...