Hey guys!

This is a new multi chapter I'm starting based on the time travel trope. I got the idea and really wanted to do it but I'm not into much period stuff or history at all usually so please forgive me for any historical inaccuracies.

In terms of Klaroline's relationship this story is set post-407, pre-409; TVD's plot is irrelevant.

Disclaimer: I've been told the plot of this story seems like crack fic. There are some humorous elements but if you know me you know it is gonna be mostly hardcore angst, lol, so you've been warned.

Lastly, huge thanks to everyone on Tumblr for the encouragement and to the FF Dream Team, Erika and Kaitlyn. I feel pretty sure I'd never get anything written/finished up without y'all. And an extra huge thank you to Erika for my amazing cover!

Ok, that's it, let's get to it! Please tell me what you thought – I have a few chapters written and reviews will definitely serve as encouragement for more.

Enjoy :)

"Bonnie! Oh my god!"

She rushed over but it was too late.

With a small gasp of disbelief she bent down to pick up the item on the floor – the last piece of her friend.

"What the hell did you do to her?"

Klaus blinked.

"Caroline, love, it's six o' clock in the morning and I've had a week full of dastardly deeds. Please be a tad more specific."

She glared before storming past him and into his home as he slowly pulled a sleepy hand over his face.

"Bonnie. Just now. This thing."

He removed his hand to find her holding up some sort of chain with an obscenely large and unseemly bronze medallion hanging from it.

"What is that?"

"You tell me."

Having just rolled out of bed two minutes ago, Klaus was not in the mood. So, he did the most rational thing his sleep-addled mind could think of – casually he stuck his hands into the pockets of his pajama pants and rocked back on his heels, staring solidly back at the blonde.

The silence heavy, eventually she huffed in frustration.

"Bonnie disappeared into thin air like five minutes ago. Thin air, Klaus. I watched it happen with my own eyes."

Eyes which were currently going a little crazy. Convinced by this and her description of the situation, Klaus took a step forward, intrigued, his gaze straying back to the pendant.

"Where did you get that from?"

"Bonnie came over with it then she dropped it while she was busy vanishing."

"Ok," he nodded, still advancing. "And what precisely does this have to do with me? Or are you simply accustomed to blaming me for anything bad that happens in this town?"

She glared for a good long moment before biting the answer out through her teeth.

"Right before she disappeared, Bonnie said your mother's name."

"Esther," he murmured, and she nodded hesitantly.

He held out his hand.

"Let me see that."

She raised a brow.

"Do you know what it is, or not?"

"A closer look would help me determine that."

"Seriously."

With an eye roll she extended her arm, placing the medallion squarely in the centre of his palm.

For the quickest of seconds she hesitated in removing her hand, and his eyes flitted to meet hers.

Then her hand was gone and they both pretended nothing had happened.

Which became easy to do when they looked around.

"Klaus… where the hell are we?"