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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is based loosely off of the last episode of TVD. Enjoy!

Taming Two – Klefaroline

Chapter 1

The table went flying as it crashed against the wall. Caroline tried not to flinch as she observed Stefan with apologetic eyes. He was glaring at his feet with his hands balled up into fists. Moments later his head snapped immediately snapped in her direction with a fleeting look of hurt. Caroline swallowed hard and long. She studied Stefan's face as his vampire was starting to show. He was growing vulnerable by the second and it ached Caroline in every possible to see him like this.

"How long has this been happening for?" Stefan asked calmly although he came out sounding raspy and rather incredulous. Caroline looked at him with teary eyes unable to find the right words to put him into ease. His neck was corded and his face was tight of one emotion; anger. His eyes darkened when Caroline remained tight lipped.

"Answer me Caroline. Your silence is not helping me here." Stefan urged and she quickly looked away.

"I'd rather not, Stefan, you already know too much." Caroline whispered refraining herself from any further damage and Stefan narrowed his eyes at her accusingly. "I've said too much."

"If you were my friend you'd let me know this one piece of information."

"But, I'm also Elena's friend. I've been her friend longer than I have been yours." The hurt immediately flashed across Stefan's face. Caroline immediately regretted her choice of words. Her eyes instantly widened as she vigorously shook her head.

"That came out so wrong." She quickly said and Stefan waved it off with one while the other hand twirled a half full glass of bourbon. Secretly Caroline wished that she could just shove those words back into her mouth again and never think of it again, but she couldn't because it was too late. Stefan's jaw set as he stared at the spitting fire that reflected well of his inner turmoil. He remained quiet; pondering over something with his 'serious-face' and that worried Caroline as she began to assume that he probably had taken her words to heart. Nice going Caroline.

"No Caroline, you're absolutely right, Elena's been your friend ever since and I'm just a hundred and sixty something year old vampire whom you met two years ago. It's fine, I get it." Stefan softly provided, downing the rest of the bourbon with limited grace. His lips with coated with bourbon that he didn't bother licking off which sort of tempted Caroline as she kept a steady eye on his lips. Her eyes then flicked into the direction of his eyes casting him a patronizing gaze.

"You don't get it Stefan." She pressed meekly. "You never got it."

"What are you trying to say?" He turned and looked at the wilting blonde who just stared at him gawkily. The deeply grooved glass clung loosely in his hands as he held both hands high in confusion and more so annoyance.

"I think it's time you take this as a hint and move on." Caroline sadly suggested and Stefan growled at the proposal. Well that was a bad idea.

"I can't Caroline!" He roared and she looked at him patronizingly.

"Why not Stefan? Why can't you let her go?" Caroline hotly questioned the younger Salvatore who was now pacing back and forth.

"Because if I do then that means he'll have her." He answered referring to 'he' as in his older malicious brother Damon.

"Then let him have her." Caroline cautiously provided. The veins in his neck and arms slowly started to protrude and this made Caroline slightly nervous. Maybe taking it slow might have been a better suggestion. Caroline was playing with fire and she knew it, but in the end she was willing to take chances when it came to Stefan.

"Are you asking to be killed Caroline?" Stefan hissed as his eyes danced all over Caroline's stilled figure. He studied her hard and long with weary eyes. He was trying to figure her out. Why she wasn't with him. Why she wasn't coddling him like she always would.

"No I'm just asking you to move on already." Caroline softly stated and Stefan trudged over and sat himself on the leather couch. She watched him affectionately with a tilt of her head. She patiently waited for him to think it through and he did. He stared at his fingers and then turned his head towards Caroline who went rigid.

"I thought you were on my side Caroline. You're supposed to tell me what I wanted to hear." He croaked the pain inevitably eating him alive. Caroline's eyes began to sting and her heart grew heavy in her chest. "But you're just like the rest of them…"

"I am on your side Stefan, but sometimes you need to hear the truth."

"I want nothing of the truth. I mean you didn't have to tell me this." He bellowed eyes wide and full of unyielding pain. The vein in his forehead was visible and pulsing. Caroline swallowed thinking technically she didn't tell him anything. He found out all on his own.

"And then let this all backfire in the end? Stefan, I partially told you because I cared about you. I always will."

Stefan stared at her with his veined bloodshot eyes, his eyes seemed thankful of her doings but his body language seemed to beg to differ. He let out a small scoff and then looked away remorsefully.

"How could she just throw away what we had and be with Damon?" Caroline sighed heavily and let her sore shoulders just sulk. She let herself fall back against the leather chair. Her heavy eyes stared at her pleated cream colored dress with adoration as she tugged at it pensively.

"I wish I had a definite answer to that, but sadly I don't." Caroline glumly told Stefan who wistfully nodded to himself; understanding where she had been coming from. "But, I know Elena well enough to know that she'll always love you Stefan no matter who she is with."

"No, she—"

"Don't deny it Stefan, please." Caroline begged eyes big and her brows pulled together in concern. Stefan gave her a long, hard stare, the side of his mouth twitched in a grimace.

"Caroline, I…I just can't—"

It was then and there Caroline had seen Stefan Salvatore just break down into tears before her very own eyes. A vampire was crying and she didn't know what to do.

"Oh my god, no..." Caroline breathed as she got up and rushed to his side and did what she most remembered doing in her human years. She hugged him and surprisingly he hugged back. He was sobbing, heart wrenching sobs that softly rocked her tiny frame. His was mouth drooped open as he cried out in pain.

"She was supposed to be my soul mate. God damnit!" He roared in frustration and Caroline's grip tightened a little.

"Sh, sh, there there, Stefan let's, uh, not get too worked up now." Caroline told him as she I stroked his hair. This was horrible. This was a giant role reversal. Caroline was the one who'd find herself breaking down but now it was her calm, brooding partner's turn who allowed his emotions to flow freely out of his system for once.

"She…" Stefan moaned against her shoulder and she quieted him down. He was in so much pain that it hurt Caroline more than ever. Stefan managed to calm down in Caroline's embrace.

"Well what in the world is going on here?" Caroline tensed up at the ever so familiar British accent. Stefan withdrew instantly and she snapped her head around to see a very bloody, yet smug, Klaus. She whizzed around and appeared right before him. She took in his horrid appearance and he just smiled assuming the fact that he was enjoying this too much. Speckled with fresh blood Caroline couldn't help but stare at him accusingly.

"What happened?" She breathed trying to hide the fear as best as possible and his grin widened.

"Oh well hello there Caroline. It's nice to see you here." She stared at him with disbelief and soon something clicked within her.

"You killed the hybrids, didn't you?" She whispered slightly pained. Klaus pulled his chin down to stare at the blonde beauty endearingly as she withered incredulously.

"Indeed I did, as well as your little werewolf friends mother." Klaus announced proudly with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Caroline glared at him completely lost until he raised his brows and waited for the light bulb to go off. And it did…

"You killed Tyler's mom?!" She shrieked and he simply shrugged.

"She had it coming anyways." Klaus walked over to where Stefan had left the bourbon and poured himself a glass contently.

"Why in the world did you do that?"

"Well it was either her or you, beautiful." Klaus stated looking over his shoulder and Caroline couldn't help but gasp. "And I chose her."

"You sick bastard!" She screamed at him. Klaus then spun around with his eyes closed shut and let out a pleased hum with the glass full of bourbon pressed against his mouth. He was enjoying this too much that it made her sick to the core. Poor Tyler, he lost his hybrids and his own mother. Caroline bounced looks from Stefan who was lost in his own train of thoughts and Klaus who was staring at her with great affection. She couldn't take it anymore finding herself walking away from the monster himself.

"I'm leaving." She spat as she stormed out. But to her dismay the big bad hybrid had found his way to appear before her in a flash.

"And where do you think you're going my dear?"

"I'm going to go find Tyler and get the hell away from you." She hissed and he found himself admiring that a little too much. His eyes wandered all over her face taking in each feature carefully. If anything Klaus found himself head over heels when it came to Caroline, and seeing her all fired up made his inner devil just purr with excitement. He knew she was just like him in many ways. This being one of them.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." He growled ever so low, closing the space between the two. If Caroline's eyes could grow any wider it could as they were the size of two saucers. Klaus was paralyzed by her electric blue eyes that were lit up by his presence.

"Just watch me." She told him as she brushed past him and walked towards the door. Klaus was quick, and viperous as caught the distraught blonde by the wrist. She gasped at the sudden action and tossed an angered look at the thousand year old vampire who showed no mercy. She tried to yank free out of his grasp which grew tighter by the second. He was really persistent as he didn't seem to budge a bit. His eyes were tight and allured with annoyance. He looked down with all in all seriousness, leaving Caroline bewildered. She wiggled some more but his stilled composure did not budge one bit.

"Let. Me. Go." Caroline demanded.

"Sorry my love but that's not going to happen any time soon." He answered coyly as he took a slow swig of bourbon.

"Klaus!" She cried out loud.

"Caroline…" He said her name in a soothing manner. She glared at him coldly as he gave her a petty look. She hated this guy so much and after hearing what he done, her hatred had grown immensely.

"Klaus just let her go." Stefan decided to speak after a long period of morbid silence.

"I don't think I can mate." Klaus told Stefan who just deeply sighed.

"C'mon Klaus, just leave her be." Stefan said lolling his head over to the two. Klaus snapped his eyes in Stefan's direction and Stefan just arched his brows coaxing the adamant hybrid to let go. Klaus debated for a while before letting go of her wrist.

"Fine." Klaus huffed and Stefan perched up a tight smile. Caroline mouthed him a thank you before addressing the rather agitated Klaus who was staring at his glass.

"Asshole…" Caroline managed to hotly murmur before using her vampire speed to dart out of the boarding house as quickly as possible, leaving behind a rather amused Klaus who smirked at her abilities to be so fierce around him. He was intrigued, but rather fascinated for the most part. She was the challenge that he was most likely willing to take.