Note: This is short and I mean REALLY short and I hate that. I just wanted to give you guys a small break from all the angst and drama. It's for this reason that I don't consider this as an actual chapter.

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Chapter 5 1/2

Caroline moaned in distaste as she felt a breeze brush in through her window and caress her skin. She couldn't get cold anymore but the breeze still tickled her skin. Pulling her blankets up further she snuggled in and released a comfortable sigh, until her eyes snapped open. Sitting up she turned to stare at her open window, she clearly remembered it being shut when she fell asleep.

Throwing her blankets off of her she sped over to her window and looked out. Even with the only light being the moon she could see as clear as day. Caroline took a step back and pulled her window shut, flicking the lock back in place. Turning around she headed back for her bed, her knee had just slid onto the sheets when something caught her eye.

Her steps were soft as she padded across the room, her gaze never leaving the small figure resting on her vanity desk. She picked it up carefully, afraid it was a mirage that her half asleep over taxed mind had conjured up. Caroline felt herself smile as she continued to study the figurine, she could tell it was the same one. It had a single fracture, one imperfection to let her know that it wasn't some replacement. She wasn't sure how long she stood there studying the ballerina but when she finally went to set it down she spotted the white slip of paper.

Immediately she recognized it, it was just like the card that had been tied onto the box with the bracelet and the elegant script was unmistakable. She carefully traded the ballerina for the card and found that her smile didn't diminish in the slightest. 'She has flaws but she is still beautiful. Remember that Love.' Caroline read and reread the note, when she finally realized she was beaming she dropped the card on the dresser and scoffed. "Whatever." She hissed under her breath as she climbed into bed again. Her eyes drifted back to the dresser where the ballerina sat, the imperfect side facing her. A soft smile touched her lips as she closed her eyes and curled back under the blankets. If Klaus wasn't such an ass she would thank him.

Klaus stepped quietly from behind the tree when he heard her footsteps retreat from the window. His blue eyes turned up towards her window, from his spot he could see just enough of her to let him know she had found the ballerina. A smile touched his lips when he caught sight of her smile. He refused to name the warm feeling that curled tight in his chest when he allowed himself to acknowledge that he was the reason for her smile. "Sleep well sweet Caroline." He spoke as he turned away from the window and headed back towards his house.

"What are you doing out here dear brother?" Kol beamed at him as he appeared next to Klaus falling perfectly in step. "I got tired of hearing you and Rebekah argue about who's prettiest." Klaus snapped as he turned his eyes down towards his younger brother. The brunette made a face and grabbed at his chest, "Ouch. Don't be mad because Bekah and I got all the looks." Kol grinned and took off running when Klaus growled and made a grab for him.
"Catch me if you can!" The yell reached Klaus' ears seconds before their youngest sibling disappeared from human sight. "Brat." Was the snarled retort before the hybrid took off after Kol.