A/N: Finally! A new chapter haha. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and for all the +alerts, I love them so much! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting for this, but just trying to get my other story finished so I can focus on this one and The Seven Seas :S Anyway thanks again for all your kind comments and for reading. Enjoy!

Note: The hybrid uprising hasn't happened yet, even though 'technically' it should have by now. But when I started this fic it was before that, but it may still happen, just in a different timeline I guess. We'll see. But the sirebond thing between Damon and Elena is ongoing.

Lie To Me

Chapter 3

Stefan shoved his hand into the wall, growling in anger. Elena flinched and Damon rolled his eyes.

"Why didn't you just try and tell her that she's hanging around a psychopath?" asked Damon as if talking to a simpleton.

Elena and Damon sat on the couch in their living area, which apparently seemed to be the point of many 'enlightening' conversations between their group.

Elena shook her head and looked over at Stefan who was standing by the wall, still going over in his head what had happened yesterday.

After he'd left Klaus' mansion, he'd gone hunting for animals and fed. And without realising, he'd spent the whole night brooding and wondering how they could get Caroline back. He wandered back to Caroline's house only to realise he couldn't stay there anymore and so came back to the boarding house to witness a scene he had been trying to avoid. Damon and Elena being intimate.

He had immediately gone to his room but all the while thinking, he'd be on the phone to Caroline right about now and she would reassure him, telling him that its just the sirebond; its nothing to worry about. That they would fix this by finding the cure. And she would calm him down and tell him not to think about blood and that she was coming over.

But she wasn't here. Not anymore. Would she ever be again?

"I knew he was going to do this," she spat in anger, bringing Stefan out of his reverie. "We have to do something."

"Do what exactly? It isn't exactly news that he has a thing for Barbie, of course he was going to take advantage of that. I think we have to focus on how she remembers him and why she doesn't remember us because obviously that'll give us a window into the hunter's plans," said Damon, looking over at Stefan who was still brooding.

Elena snapped her gaze to Damon whom was sitting opposite her. "What? And so we just let Klaus toy with Caroline? No way. We have to fix her! Stefan, please," she said pleadingly, looking over at him again.

He honestly didn't know what to do. Bonnie had already looked through most of the books for a clue and nothing had come up so far.

"The hunters. We have to find one of them," said Stefan with realisation. It seemed their only choice. "Find out the antidote or what ever it is to reverse what they've done."

"Yeah! Cos that'll be easy," said Damon sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "What if we can't get them back?"

Elena looked over at Damon as a glaze of uncertainty filled her eyes. "We have to try, Damon," she said as tears filled her eyes. "I won't let him take anyone else from me."

Stefan felt her pain. He would be damned if Klaus took someone else from him either, after all, Caroline and himself had a secret Team Stefan going on and he sort of liked it. She was his best friend, his conscience, his everything right now.

"We have to try and get her alone," said Stefan, determined not do to as Klaus asked.

Elena nodded. "Agreed. But how?" she asked, folding her arms against her chest and sitting back against the couch more. She pursed her lips. "Well, she has to go home sometime."

"She already has, but he will have to let her go there again. I've already talked to the Sherriff, she'll let us see her," said Damon finally, after a few moments of silence.

Elena frowned and Stefan glared at Damon furiously. "And you decided to tell us that, now?!" he growled, walking forward toward the couch.

Damon shrugged his shoulders. "Thought the hunter's were more important," he said nonchalantly. "Anyway, I'll tell her we'll take her up on the offer then."

She was angry before but she just couldn't be angry at Damon. His intentions were pure...right? But the sirebond was keeping her from being totally mad. She could understand where he was coming from but he had to understand that Caroline was important to her, even though they were sort of at odds at the moment.

OOO-OOO

She'd stayed the night again but after showering, doing her makeup and hair and getting dressed, she decided it was time to go back home.

Caroline had told Klaus what she had remembered and he had seemed astonished she would remember that first. It convinced her even more that they were involved in some way. She had remembered what she was wearing that night and that they were standing in front of a horse she had been petting previously. She remembered feeling surprised at his words, but nothing else came to her about that night. And he seemed to keep his lips pretty much sealed except that she had looked beatiful as she always was.

He had looked at her with fondness; in a way she was sure she'd never been looked at before. It made her feel like she was the only beautiful girl in the world.

They had talked for a while longer. He had asked her questions to which she had minimal answers. About the supernatural, her highschool life over the last three years. He had seemed disturbed at her answers.

Currently, she sat on the bed after packing her things ready to leave, just thinking about yesterday's conversation. She decided she should probably go downstairs and tell Klaus she was leaving.

Caroline came down the stairs loudly, due to her stilettos and the echoing around the vast foyer and finally reached the bottom. She walked over toward Klaus' study, hoping he may be in there. However he wasn't.

She tried the dining room, but he wasn't there either.

Caroline was about to leave the dining room when suddenly her surroundings began to change. What was this? A memory? It was so much more vivid this time, like she was actually experiencing the moment.

She was kissing him, passionately. She forgot the fact that she was angry at Tyler. They backed up against a nearby tree, still in the thralls of their passion when suddenly his lips went to her neck. She then felt his fangs began to lightly brush against her neck, and then he bit her.

She screamed in pain.

"Y-you bit me!" she shouted at him angrily but almost in disbelief that he would do something like that to her. After all, she would die now.

She screamed, clutching her neck as she crumbled to the floor. Tears of pain were in her eyes when suddenly the door to the dining room opened and Klaus was there, lifting her up into his arms with concern in his eyes.

She soon realised she was lying in the spare bed where she had stayed the last two nights with Klaus sitting on the edge next to her. He looked down at her, trying to work out what had happened.

"T-Tyler bit me," she said finally, realising she hadn't actually gotten hurt before. It was a memory. But it felt so real.

Klaus clenched his jaw, remembering what had happened but also surprised that she hadn't remembered the whole ordeal. The concern however, was the fact she had physically felt it, was it a side effect of what ever had happened to her?

"I don't understand-"

"Shh, its okay," he said softly, placing a hand on her cheek softly to silence her before removing it and placing it beside her head on the pillow as he leaned toward her more to study her face.

She looked up at him and smiled. "It was like I was there...like it was real. It actually phsycially hurt. Last night, it wasn't so vivid or maybe it was because you were there, I don't know," she said thoughtfully as her blue orbs turned toward the side. "Why would he do that? What did I do to him?"

Klaus shook his head. "Try not to think about it," he said, looking to his right for the moment when he noticed her packed bags.

He frowned and then leaned back a bit. "Going somewhere?" he asked, snapping his gaze back to her questioningly. His blue orbs penetrated her for an answer.

Caroline looked back up at him and she realised what he asked her. "Oh, yeah. That's why I was downstairs. I was looking for you. I decided I should go home...for good. I mean, I can't keep staying here, Klaus," she said with a tight smile. "You've been so good to me and I think I've over-stayed my welcome. Besides, I should really talk to Matt and my mom."

Klaus frowned. "I understand, but you haven't. I'd feel better if you stayed here for a while longer. Its not safe for you," he explained and it was true. It was unsafe.

But the way he'd said it made it sound like he cared and the scary thing was; he did. Because if she died, then so did their chances of finding out what happened in that meeting she went to. And if she died, so did her beauty. The beauty he'd been chasing for almost a year. Her radiant smile, her perfect skin, her light, her infectious smile, her defiance, her challenging and honest words which usually hit home accurately. Everything about her drew him in and he was enjoying the way she looked at him lately, like she trusted him, like she was loyal to him and only him.

He wouldn't let her die.

He didn't know the Five's intentions and since Taylor had explained about the man staring at them in the Grill, he was even more suspicious and wary. The Sherriff was out most of the time and thus left Caroline alone and the human? Well, he didn't even count the Donovan boy as anyone nearly as capable as himself.

Caroline glared at him. "And what exactly from? You haven't told me yet! I'm a vampire though, right? Surely I can protect myself," she said in annoyance.

Klaus knew this was bound to happen. Her defiance. "Just trust me, will you, love? Just stay here for a while longer. You can go visit Matt and your mother, just go with one of my friends," he said with a reluctant sigh.

Caroline glared some more before finally giving in. "Fine. Will you please just explain to me what's going on though? Those people I met when I first woke up after I was attacked-"

"Are nothing to be concerned about," finished Klaus as he interjected her firmly. "And are not to be trusted."

Caroline kept looking at Klaus, studying his face for a lie but could find none.

"Why?" she asked. It was a plausible question and it was high time he started telling her why she wasn't safe. "What happened to me? Why do I not remember?"

Klaus looked away from her for a moment as he gathered his thoughts.

"Questions for another day-"

"No Klaus, tell me now! I have a right to know! Its my life...I should at least be told what you saved me from," she said desperately, her eyes penetrating him with a questioning glare.

He looked over at her, knowing that this moment had come. For some reason, he'd hoped it wasn't this soon. But Caroline had always been like that. She would never just take it submissively and be coddled and treated like a fool. No.

But that didn't mean he had to tell her everything and not the exact truth. She would believe him, he knew that now.

"We had a temporary alliance. Damon and Stefan Salvator, Elena Gilbert and Bonnie, along with other various insignificant others," he began to explain.

Caroline nodded, moving over drastically. Klaus frowned at her movement, stopping in between his explanation.

She patted space beside her and he obliged, lying his body fully on the bed with his head resting on the pillow and he crossed his legs one over the other. He rested his hands on his chest, linking his hands together as he continued. He ignored how close they were and how intimate they were being with each other, as if they were old friends. But it seemed once Caroline Forbes deemed you to be someone to be trusted, a friend, she did in fact trust you wholly. Something he wasn't accustomed to and would never do himself if he were her.

"Go on," prompted Caroline with a smile as she looked down at him, her eyes full of curiosity.

"As I was saying, sweetheart, we had a temporary alliance with those people whom you woke up to as well as Bonnie, a witch, and a few others. Damon, Stefan and Elena are the people whom were in the room when you awoke as they called me straight away once you were conscious. We had a temporary alliance because of the hunters in town," he explained, his eyes focused on the ceiling as he thought carefully of how to word his explanation.

"Hunters?" interjected Caroline with a frown upon her face.

Klaus turned his head to look at her and nodded. "Yes, love. Hunters. And they aren't to be taken lightly. There are many hunters in the world, people who hunt the supernatural. Vampires and werewolves. Us. But these five hunters are different. They're powerful and have the closest amount of strength a human can have compared to us. They are called the Five. A witch cast a spell upon them long ago to make them into vampire killing brethren, with vast abilities and the will to hunt all vampires even if they didn't want to," he explained, looking up at Caroline to see her blue orbs sparkle with fascination.

"So, they're here...now? How can they be if they're human?" she asked because if they were created long ago, how could they still be alive?

"Once they are killed or die, others can be awoken. Sometimes it can skip several years, sometimes they can be awoken straight away. But don't ever kill one, Caroline, for you will be burdened with their torment until the next hunter called," he warned with concern, in case she happened upon one of them and survived.

She nodded in understanding. "What kind of torment?"

"They may die, but they'll take the vampire who kills them to the underworld; to death," he said solemnly as he remembered the years he had been in torture.

Caroline looked down at Klaus, wondering if he knew from experience. "How?" she felt brave enough to ask.

"Hallucinations. Ongoing, torturous hallucinations. The point is, they're dangerous. And they're in town. I don't know if all Five are, but certainly two of them are here. They asked Elena to meet with them in the woods," explained Klaus as his eyes again found the ceiling for a moment, thinking of how to word his next sentence when finally he decided.

"A meeting was held. Elena, Damon, Stefan, the witch and you were there. It was decided that someone else would have to go because Stefan and Damon are selfish and wouldn't risk Elena's life," said Klaus, but he had been selfish too. He always was but he wasn't going to tell Caroline that. He had agreed that Elena wasn't to go but he certainly hadn't wanted Caroline to risk her life to go either.

"So why was I even there? How do I know them?" asked Caroline with a frown. She pursed her lips, trying to get just one memory of any of them, but none came.

Klaus paused for a moment as he chose his words. "You were friends, or so I thought. They said you could be the only one to go, despite the danger," he said with a clipped tone. He gripped his hands together tightly, just thinking about that day.

"W-why would they do that?" she asked genuinely. "How? I don't even look like her."

"A wig, of all things," he said bitterly, remembering Caroline's very sarcastic words. "You know they do make things like wigs Klaus."

Deep down in his black heart, he sort of blamed her for being so defiant. If she'd listened to him, this wouldn't have happened.

Caroline frowned some more. "I guess that could work..."

"Well, it didn't. They must have found out or something didn't go to plan. You were meant to find out their intentions and hopefully the location of the cure. Jeremy Gilbert, Elena's brother, is one of them but he's been tamed to be on their side for now. However, he has a tattoo, as do all of them, which shows the location of the cure. But time is short. I've been able to provide vampires for him to kill in order for his mark to grow but it takes time. We thought this opportunity may provide us with some answers more quickly," said Klaus as he glanced up at Caroline.

She was deep in thought. "But I failed," she said bleakly. "Something happened, how did you save me?"

"I wanted to be in the shadows, just in case something did happen. You're lucky I was," he said with stern look upon his face. "It was their fault. I demanded that you not go-"

"Its fine, its done now," she interjected with a tight smile. She placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him when suddenly she felt her surroundings change again.

She was running, but wasn't. Something hit her in the back of her neck. She grabbed at her neck, trying to pull it out and she did.

Klaus suddenly shot up from his position, turned on his knees and grabbed her shoulders. "Caroline-"

"Help," she murmured as she fell against the head board of the bed, gasping as the pain hit her. She winced from the pain but Klaus pulled her down the bed a bit, away from the wooden headboard.

"Caroline, listen to me," he half yelled as he shook her a bit, hoping she would come out of reverie.

"K-klaus," she said softly, looking up into his eyes in surprise. He noticed it was the exact way she had said his name and the same way she had looked at him the night he had saved her.

When she'd pulled out the dart and threw it to the ground quickly, she'd noticed there was still something left in it because when she held it, she could feel it moving around in the glass vial.

When she'd hit the tree trunk behind her, she'd noticed that there were two figures in the distance, zoning in on her before being picked up by Klaus. Her eyes focused on him as he'd lifted her up easily into his arms but before losing consciousness, her eyes at looked over his shoulder for a moment.

They were standing there in the darkness, whispering as they watched them retreat.

"Its not Elena," one of them said.

"I know. She'll prove useful though after all, she won't remember vampires."

Caroline awoke out of her memories, sitting upright suddenly. She remembered something.

"Caroline," said Klaus from her left.

She turned her head to see Klaus sitting in a chair next to the bed. He was drawing which caused her to forget the urgency of her thoughts.

"You draw," she said with surprise.

"Is that so hard to believe?" he asked with a playful smirk upon his lips. He held a large art book which rested on his upright knee and a pencil in the other hand. His gaze however, was soley on her as his expression changed. "You were unconscious for over half an hour, what was that, Caroline?"

She sighed, getting out from under the covers and stretched. She walked around the bed to the other side where Klaus resided. He watched her, not even bothering to hide his wandering eyes which lingered on her exposed mid-drift.

She had a tank top on and shorts; her usual bed attire. When had she even got undressed? She had no idea, but there were more pressing issues.

"A memory I think," she said, stopping in front of him and 'subtly' trying to spy on what ever he had drawn. However, he snapped his book shut with a playful glint in his eye.

"Go on," he prompted.

"You saved me, but I remembered something else. I guess its my sub-conscious trying to tell me something. Anyway, when I pulled the dart out, there was still some substance left it in. I didn't notice that night because I was too scared but when I lived through the memory again in my head, I felt it when I touched it. There was something in it," she said as she remembered every detail she could.

Caroline began to pace the floor in front of where Klaus sat. "When you picked me up, I guess I was so out of it but I heard something that I didn't realise I had until now. The two hunters were a few yards back watching and one of them said they knew it wasn't Elena. They said I'd be useful and that...I wouldn't remember vampires," explained Caroline.

She stopped pacing for a moment, her eyes landing on Klaus to observe his reaction. Was it useful?

"I know its not much-"

"Its plenty, sweetheart," smiled Klaus as he got up from the chair, placing his pencil and pad where he had just been sitting.

Caroline sighed in relief. She hated being useless. In fact, she was sure someone used to keep telling her that she was. She so wouldn't take that sort of crap but she was sure someone had said it.

He stood in front of Caroline, wondering if he should say something. He really had to make a call but she looked exhausted.

"How is that plenty?" she asked, breaking their silence as they had stared at each other silently.

He smirked knowingly. "Anything you remember helps, love. Why don't you rest some more?" he said softly before moving to leave.

She grabbed onto his arm, causing him to turn around in confusion. His brow furrowed, wandering how he'd gotten into a situation where she willingly touched him like this.

"T-thank you," she said quietly.

Suddenly her surroundings changed again. She was in the school hall where the lockers were. Klaus had her from behind with his hand over her mouth. She was frightened, she knew that much. Frightened because Alaric could be right behind her. Who the hell was Alaric?

"Shh, its okay, its me," Klaus whispered in her ear as he held her closely.

She looked down the hallway, making sure no one was there. But Alaric wasn't there.

"We'll save Elena, you go straight home, you stay inside, do you understand?" he whispered with concern.

She was so frightened and stunned by his actions, she didn't answer.

Suddenly he pulled her away from him, forceably turning her to face him. He held her shoulders tightly but not enough to hurt her. His eyes penetrated her own with continued concern and determination to make sure she was safe.

"Do you understand me?!" he said slightly louder and with more force. But in his eyes, she could see something she never thought possible. Fear and for a moment, not just for himself.

"Thank you for saving me again," said Caroline with a smile as she realised she wasn't actually in danger.

She still held his forearm as her hand moved down his jacket to his hand. She squeezed it, causing Klaus to widen his eyes in utter surprise. "Thank you for explaining to me what happened, I really do appreciate it, Klaus," she said with sincerity.

She felt like hugging him and to be honest, she just felt like kissing him. She'd never admit anything like that to anyone but she was really attracted to him it was obscene. She wasn't exactly sure why, but she'd felt it ever since she saw him again at her house.

She continued to hold his hand as he turned to face her properly, his hand grabbed her upper arm softly as they stared at each other oddly. He tried to ignore the way he felt when her hand went into his, it was just too...nice. He didn't do nice. He wanted to pull away immediately but found himself entranced.

"I'd never hide anything from you." Lies. "I'll always protect you." More lies.

He wished he could back up those statements but knew if it came to it, he would protect himself always. No matter what he felt for Caroline. Even if she hated him forever, he would always choose himself. He always did. But in this moment, he truly wished he could give away his fears and give into her because right now she made him feel wanted; needed. She looked at him like he was a saviour and almost like she wanted more contact, however, he pulled away after a long intense stare.

"I need to make a call," he said gruffly, breaking their intimate moment.

Caroline blinked, realising he was gone.

OOO-OOO

"I've made myself known," she said, staring up into Shane's eyes.

He nodded. "Good. It's time to begin. We need twelve and you don't have much time to do it," he said sternly. "So if you want the information, I need my twelve hybrids."

Hayley pursed her lips. "You'll have them. Breaking the sirebond takes time," she said in a frustrated tone. "But I'll make sure you get it sooner than expected."

Shane nodded, satisfied with her answer. "Good. In the mean time, make sure you don't do any of it around Caroline Forbes," mentioned Shane as he went over to his desk, sitting down in the office chair.

Hayley frowned. "Why not? She's going out with Tyler, she'll understand-"

"No. She's lost her memory but from what I hear, she's gaining it back. The whole potion didn't enter her system meaning the spell won't complete and she'll eventually get it all back and the potion that did work is receding quickly. Her allegiance is with Klaus at the moment so if she sees something, she will most definitely let him know," explained Shane.

Hayley nodded. "Okay." She turned to leave.

"Let me know when the second hybrid has broken their sirebond," said Shane as he looked down at some papers on his desk.

Hayley frowned. "Tyler isn't included-"

"Why?" he asked in annoyance.

"Because! That was the deal. Not Tyler. You will have your twelve but Tyler is to be untouched," she said before turning on her heel and walking out of the office.

Shane watched her leave as he reached for his phone.

Check on the Forbes girl, work out what she remembers.

Shane

OOO-OOO

Caroline walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed. She wasn't going to stay here any longer, she needed to see her mom.

She pulled off her stilettos, looking around the top floor to make sure no one was there. She smirked. Then she tip toed down the stairs silently. She stopped at the bottom and checked all areas of the foyer.

Coast was clear. She smiled at her brilliance at being covert and all that and grabbed the front door handle. Once outside, closing the front door quietly, she pulled on her stilettos. She raced home, using her vampire speed.

OOO-OOO

"Mom, I'm home!" yelled Caroline as she'd noticed the Sherriff car in the driveway.

"I'm in the loungeroom, honey!" yelled Liz. Caroline strode inside, down the hall and around the corner to find her mother on the couch. It was odd to see her mother at home and on the couch.

Caroline walked over quickly, bending down to give her mother a hug. It was so good to be here again, after days of feeling like she knew no one except for Klaus. Of course, she didn't mind Klaus at all, in fact the opposite, but it was nice to be around her mom after so long.

"I've been so worried about you," exclaimed Liz, her blue orbs filled with concern as she pursed her lips from her position on the couch.

Caroline stepped over Liz's legs which was comfortably sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch. She then piled herself next to Liz on the couch.

"I'm fine. Klaus has been really good to me," smiled Caroline, causing Liz to frown.

She did not like Klaus getting to know her daughter and she hated that he was the only one to help her right now.

They spent half an hour, surfing through the channels on the television, just talking. Mainly about what had happened lately to which Liz decided to say the bare minimum. Damon had warned her about saying too much because he had a suspicion Klaus would find out.

Suddenly a knock on the door was heard.

"I'll get it," said Liz with a sparkle in her eye, placing an hand on Caroline's shoulder for a second before getting up to answer the door.

A few seconds later, Liz came back around the corner with a person she recognised. One of the very people Klaus told her not to trust. One of the people who had forced her to go to the meeting without a care for her safety.

Caroline's eyes widened as she jumped off the couch.

"Mom, what the hell? Don't just let strangers in!" exclaimed Caroline but her eyes never left the person in front of her. The stranger. Which one was he? Damon or Stefan? She recognised him not only from when she woke up but also she just realised he was at Klaus' house yesterday with blood on his shirt. It was confusing because they had acted like friends but now that she knew he was also there when she woke up and Klaus had told her he wasn't to be trusted, she knew something Klaus told her wasn't right.

She'd ask him about it later, but for now, she would keep her distance.

Liz walked over to Caroline as her daughter began to hysterically point accusingly at the man in front of her, saying he was dangerous, untrustworthy and would possibly try to kill them. But Liz grabbed Caroline's 'pointing' arm and lowered it as she calmly settled her daughter down.

"Its fine Caroline. He's a friend. To me and to you," said Liz reassuringly.

Caroline shook her head, snapping her face toward her mother. "No. They made me go to that meeting, mom. They didn't care that I could die!" she said angrily as tears came to her eyes. She wasn't sure why because she didn't even care about them; she didn't know them.

"Hey, that's not true-" began the stranger.

"Shut up! I'm not talking to you!" exclaimed Caroline as she then looked back at Liz.

"Shh, its okay. Please, just trust me. At least listen to what he has to say," suggested Liz with a half smile and then she looked over at the visitor. "This is Stefan Salvator."

Caroline glared over at him with suspicion. She narrowed her eyes. "Fine. Talk."

She stood with her hands on her hips, causing her mother to nod in acceptance. She left the room to allow the two to talk.

"Caroline, do you not remember me?" he asked softly.

She raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? We met yesterday and then before when I woke up, so yeah, I remember you," she spat, looking to the side defiantly.

"Yeah well, I meant before that," said Stefan, rubbing the back of his head with his hand nervously. He didn't want her to kick him out. Who knew what lies Klaus had poisoned her mind with.

Caroline turned to look at him again. "Klaus said we were friends," she said evenly, deciding to make herself comfortable on the couch and so went to sit down.

Stefan leaned against the archway which lead to the loungeroom, watching Caroline's every move. He couldn't understand why Klaus would actually say that, he would have thought he'd have said something more evil, like they were enemies.

"But you don't care about me. None of you do. You made me go to that meeting without a care because Elena was your main priority. You were afraid of losing her but not me. I was just expendable," said Caroline angrily, her eyes narrowed viciously.

And there it was. The lie.

"No Care. We didn't. You volunteered!" he exclaimed, trying to make her see through Klaus' lies.

"Volunteer? Do you see how stupid that sounds right now? And don't call me that. Only my friends call me that," she said venemously at the end, causing Stefan to inwardly flinch at her words.

He sighed. "Because I am your friend. Your best friend, Caroline," he said quietly, wishing that she could see how wrong she was. The Five had fucked with her mind and now Klaus was doing it too.

Caroline shook her head, laughing without humour. "That is utterly ridiculous-"

"No its not! And yes, you volunteered. And I know it sounds stupid but you were stupid, Caroline! You should have never volunteered. We were prepared to just compell a human to go," explained Stefan as he walked forward, pointing at her accusingly. "But you're always selfless like that."

Caroline noticed his tone, as if he cared. But she could see deception because they just wanted what everyone wanted. To know what she had inside her head. And she trusted Klaus more.

"Well it didn't work out like that Stefan. Klaus saved me-"

"He was just afraid you might die and then what you knew at that meeting would die with you. Don't you see? He's using you! He's a monster, Caroline, he doesn't care about you!" yelled Stefan, causing Liz to come running into the room with concern etched across her face.

Caroline looked at her mother with tears in her eyes. She refused to believe it. She wouldn't. She got up from the couch, walking over toward the exit.

"He's saved me, more than once. He saved me when Alaric attacked and the look in his eyes wasn't that of selfishness. He was there when I needed him, where were any of you?! My so called friends!" But truth be told, she still couldn't even remember them in any memories. None.

She raced out of the room using her enhanced speed and then front door was left wide open after Caroline whizzed outside quickly. Stefan raced out, despite Liz's cries to let her go, but he refused. He would make her see.

"Caroline! He made us keep away from you!" he exclaimed but stopped at who he saw standing behind Caroline.

She was about to retort when Stefan's eyes widened. His gaze went past her face to something or someone behind her. She frowned, turning to see what it was and then she mirrored his expression.

"A-Arthur-" she began, recognising his face but something was shoved in her face. It burned like hell and she screamed, pushing his arm away and elbowed him in the neck.

He gasped for air, holding his neck painfully. Stefan quickly ran forward to intercept him, however, Arthur managed to pull out a crossbow from inside his jacket pocket and shot Stefan in the in the gut, causing him to fall to the ground in pain.

Caroline looked over at Stefan frantically and then looked back at the man in front of her.

"You remembered my name...interesting," he said as he advanced on her.

She backed away, looking around her for options on how to disarm him. He couldn't leave this guy around her mom and he could kill Stefan. Despite hating him and everything, no one deserved to die. She couldn't leave him to die, it was just unconscienable.

"Yeah. I remember you," she snarled as her back hit one of the trees which sat on the nature strip outside their house.

Arthur kept advancing with a smile upon his face. "What else do you remember?"

"I was to meet you," she said, trying not to reveal too much. She was pretty sure that would be bad if she let him know everything.

Arthur threw his crossbow to the ground as he pulled on a black glove. Caroline watched him as he grabbed her wrist, banging it against the tree trunk as her wrist began to sizzle. She screamed in pain and her voice began to break. It burned like hell, just what was on that glove?

Caroline lashed out, kicking him in the stomach with her stiletto. He fell backwards but back rolled and managed to get back on his feet quite quickly. She began to run but he pulled her back by the hair, throwing her across a random person's car. She slid across the hood and fell unceremoniously onto the ashfalt of the road. Her head hit the ground, hard, causing her to lose focus.

Caroline attempted to get up, leaning on her hands to hoist herself to her knees. Arthur was already in front of her but was tackled again by Stefan from behind. It seemed he'd pulled out the arrow as she looked over toward the path to see a bloody long object lying across it.

She groaned and placed her hand to her head to find that she had a deep cut on her forehead, near her temple.

"Run, Caroline!" exclaimed Stefan when he was suddenly thrown against the side of the car. The force of Stefan's body shattered the window of the car, breaking his ribs and some of his spinal vertebrae, incapacitating him for now. Arthur pulled out another crossbow, shooting Stefan with it and missing yet again, but it did the trick. Arthur again turned toward her.

She turned and began to run in the opposite direction down the road, but he grabbed her before she could use her enhanced speed and threw her across the ground. She scraped her hands and head again against the ashphalt as she slid to a stop a few metres away. Caroline laid face down and she could feel blood seeping out of her head wounds which began to pool around her face. It hurt like hell. She groaned, again trying to get up but this time, she felt a strong hand around her neck forcing her to get up. The grip was tight and was getting tighter and then she was finally standing.

Caroline's eyes widened in fear as her hands tried to pull his hand away but she was too weak now. She hadn't fed this morning and her injuries were taking time to heal. Arthur looked into her eyes when suddenly her legs began to dangle from the ground as he lifted her into the air. He was strong.

"You do recognise me. Do you remember what was said?" he asked.

Her eyes lowered to his hand but it was bare. What possessed her to look there? Klaus had explained something about a tattoo but at the time she had no idea what it was. However, when she looked at his hand, that's what she thought of...a tattoo. It triggered a memory. She'd seen the tattoo, on a drawing. Jeremy had drawn it.

Jeremy Gilbert. She'd gone to school with him. He was a year below. She knew him because they had been friends. He was there when...when what? The meeting?

"You know what this is..." began Arthur as he pulled something out of his back pocket. "Not that you can see it, but you know its there."

He revealed some dart type thing and she began to squirm, knowing exactly what it was. "No, please-"

"You have to forget. You know too much now-"

She fell to the ground painfully. Caroline felt so fatigued and really regretted not drinking even a drop of blood today. She lay on her side, trying to find the energy to get up. She noticed some commotion or fighting going on ahead of her and then realised it was Arthur and Klaus...Klaus?

Oh god, she was in for it. He held the hunter up by the neck when suddenly, Arthur pulled out a hidden wooden stake, stabbing it into Klaus' side. Klaus immediately dropped him and he ran.

She rolled onto her back slowly as her eyes finally registered her surroundings. She noticed it was overcast today, it wasn't sunny. She vacantly wondered what the neighbours would think and was surprised that no one had come out of their homes to investigate all this fighting.

Caroline looked up to see Klaus bending down next to her. She felt his arms encircle her, lifting her up for the second time that day. She wrapped her arms around his neck for support, resting her head on his shoulder as tears leaked out of her eyes.

Was this her life? Always in danger? Always getting hurt, always fearing what was coming around the next corner?

He didn't say anything and she didn't either but it was in their eyes. He walked over to his car which she didn't even hear arrive earlier and as he walked, they stared at each other; their faces mere inches from the other. But still silent.

Finally he looked away from her as he glared at Stefan whom sat next to the messed up car. He kept walking until he reached the car.

He opened the car door, with much effort since he still had Caroline in his arms and placed her in the passenger seat carefully. He closed the door behind her and disappeared.

She watched as he reappeared in front of Stefan a few yards away.

"Not only did you do exactly the opposite of what I directed, you couldn't even protect her," spat Klaus as he glared down at his former friend.

Stefan slowly got up, clutching his stomach and narrowed his eyes at Klaus. "He's different to Connor. He just showed up! And I wouldn't have to go behind your back if you just let me see her, Klaus!" exclaimed Stefan angrily.

"See her? I told you not to let her go to that bloody meeting, but you did. Now you have to suffer the consequences. There's a reason she's with me. I can protect her. I'm the one she remembers. Me-"

"You're ruining her," interrupted Stefan quietly, his eyes full of pity. For both of them but mainly for Caroline.

Klaus stared at him as if he were telling him someone dear to him had died. He turned away, not letting it get to him. Who cared if he was ruining her? She had ruined him for over a year, wasn't it something she deserved?

But when he got into the driver's seat of his SUV, he looked over at Caroline. She was sleeping. Her chest moved up and down in even breaths. Her head lay against the window with her blonde curls spread everywhere. He noticed how beat up she looked, blood, cuts and bruises were all over her face and forehead. She was involuntarily clutching her side so she evidently had an injury there. But she was still beautiful.

And he realised she didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve for him to ruin her by causing her to like him as if she didn't know him from before but he would still do it. Because he needed her to remember. For her to trust only him, so she would tell him what he needed to know. And selfishly, he wanted it. Not only for his need for the cure, but also because he wanted her to belong to him and to have her allegiance with only him.

Because beneath his selfish desires for self preservation, he also had other desires. He wanted her still, even after all the betrayal and all their dancing around and flirtations which usually meant nothing on her part. So he would have his cake and eat it too.

OOO-OOO

Caroline awoke suddenly. Someone had said her name and as she looked up she realised it was Klaus. She was in the spare bedroom again. She noticed her stillettos sitting neatly next to the bed, her jeans carelessly thrown to the side along with her jacket. Which meant she only wore a blouse and underwear.

Her head lay on the pillow with her body underneath the blankets and Klaus sat in the chair next to the bed which was now right next to her bed side.

"You-"

"Drink," he said sternly, holding a blood bag out for her to drink.

Caroline looked down at it and then back into his eyes which were holding back something she could only descirbe as anger. She obeyed, taking the bag and began to sip from the small tube at the top.

She could feel all her injuries begin to heal faster and her light headedness left her quickly. Her eyes roamed the room as she sat up, sitting the half drunken bag on the bedside table.

"Klaus-"

"What did I tell you!?" he snapped angrily, getting up from his chair to pace the area beside her.

Caroline remained silent. She knew he was right. He had told her not to go out without protection and what did she do?

"I just..." she began, looking over at Klaus whom had stopped next to the chair and was glaring at her.

"Just what Caroline?" he asked with clear ice to his tone. His blue orbs cut through her with an anger she hadn't seen on him before.

"I didn't like being followed around, I didn't think it would hurt if I went to see my mom," she said quietly as she brought up her knees, hugging them to her chest underneath the blankets.

Her eyes wandered to the end of the bed as she tried to avoid his penetrating glare. Klaus was trying to hold back his rage but he had always had a problem with it.

So he took it out on his chair, throwing it across the room where it smashed into pieces against the wall.

Caroline flinched, gripping her knees tightly as her gaze snapped up at him.

"You could have died!" he yelled, his blue orbs fixed upon her angrily and then the fear she had been feeling fell away because she swore she saw concern creep across his face.

"But I didn't-"

"You were hurt-" he interjected.

"But I wasn't, I'm fine now," she smiled, relaxing a bit more as Klaus began to calm down a bit. "Stefan helped-"

He looked away from her for a moment. "Yes, Stefan," he drawled sarcastically.

Caroline sighed. "I'm fine now, that's all that matters," she said softly, avoiding the subject of Stefan for the moment since it seemed to spike Klaus' rage again.

He narrowed his eyes at her, walking over until he was right next to the bed. She looked up at him, wondering if he would get angry again. But did he really care about her? Could it be possible that Stefan could be somewhat right and that he was only angry because he wanted what was in her head?

"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her eyes watering apologetically. "I promise I won't do it again."

Klaus anger completely fell away and he closed his eyes, sighing audibly. He sat on the edge of the bed next to her.

She looked so fragile just now, so beautiful and yet he still wanted to just show her how angry he was to make her regret ever leaving like that again, but he just couldn't. He couldn't lose his chance at finding the cure or what the Five's intentions were and he couldn't lose her.

Caroline crawled over toward him, resting her head on his shoulder with her arms embracing him softly. "You were right," she said. "It was the hunter."

Klaus wrapped an arm around her back, the other rested on her upper neck. They sat like that for a moment until she leaned back a bit to look up into his eyes.

"But you saved me. Again," she smiled weakly.

Yes, he had. And he'd do it again.

He didn't even realise what was going on until it was too late and she'd leaned up, placing her lips on his. He was so surprised and shocked to push her away and before he knew it, he didn't even want to.

She didn't know why she'd done it. Maybe because he was saving her all the time and she'd really grown to trust him. Maybe because after the ordeal she'd been through, she needed someone to be close to; to be intimate with. But she knew it was because she was utterly attracted to him. So as her hands found their way to his neck and across his stubble on his cheeks and his hands automatically pulled her closer, roaming anywhere and everywhere across her body, she found that somewhere deep inside her; she wanted this. Not the Caroline she was now, but the Caroline before.

He didn't resist, in fact, he welcomed it. It was going to the next level now. Their clothes were being torn off each other and he didn't care. The feel of her body against his was electric. He'd felt her before, kissed her before, but not in his body. And now that he was, he felt like he was in a place too good for a dark soul like him.

Everything about her was too perfect to be real. Her smooth skin, her perfectly curved body, her glorious kissing. Everything was exactly as he had envisaged the moment he realised how beautiful she was when he had turned his first hybrid and now he was getting everything he wanted. And she felt so good against him, like she was the perfect puzzle piece to fit next to him.

Maybe she'd hate him, if she got her memories back, but he couldn't think of that now. He'd wanted her for too long and he always got what he wanted. Always.

A/N: Well that's it. Thanks for reading. By the way, I needed this to happen quite soon because she won't always have her lost memory. That's all I'll say. So be disappointed if you must (sorry) but that's how I wanted it to be.

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