A. N.
Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU so much for your reviews and follows and favorites. Thanks a lot for reading this and asking me to continue.
I am so sorry for being so late in updating this chapter. I know, it was a really long wait. But I had my exam's on and I don't exactly have the entire story written down. I actually write a chapter and then type it in MSWord, editing it as I go. It's just how I work. And because of the exams I couldn't do that. I couldn't even get on the net for like 5 minutes, thanks (not) to Mom. Banned from it so that I can concentrate on my studies. A great load of help that'll do.*snort*
So here you go. Chapter 2. Enjoy!
p.s. okay, it won't completely be from Annabelle's side because essentially it's a Klaroline fic and so, technically, it will be from both Annabelle and Caroline's sides. And Klaus too. This chapter however is Annabelle's P.O.V as she answers questions to our favorite gang (she won't give out everything but yes, she would some stuff).
Chapter 2: SHOCK is a five letter word
Annabelle's eyes were on Caroline as she flitted from one corner of the room to the other in vampire speed. She stopped suddenly, looked at the girl claiming to be her daughter, shook her head at herself, groaned and started pacing again. This continued several times. Annabelle's eyes remained fixed on her mother as she continued to freak out.
Well, you'd freak out too if you were in her place, she thought, after all it's not every day someone drops on you and claims to be your daughter from the future.
She giggled to herself even though there was nothing amusing about the situation. Well, to the other four vampires in the room, anyway. She, however, was really enjoying herself. The spell had been a time-travelling one, and she'd come back a hundred and three years in the past, and was meeting her family and friends in 2013 Mystic Falls. Hilarious, really. Well, in a sort-of-demented way anyway. Even though a small part of her was freaking out, the bigger part of her couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of it all.
Well, sure she was in the past and knew of no way to get back and yeah, she was kind of freaking out the more she dwelled on the matter but COME ON! It's not every day one got to meet her mom and aunt and uncles (and her dad too, soon. She was not going to miss meeting her dad. She was after all her Daddy's girl. Besides, no way in hell was she willing to miss seeing his reaction when she dropped the bomb on him) before even being born.
And, on the plus side, she'll get to be safe from Aunt Bonnie's wrath. Those aneurisms were awfully painful. Sure, her Dad blew a gasket every time she did that which, needless to say, was not something her aunt particularly enjoyed.(Annabelle was absolutely sure her aunt was a little frightened of him, not that she'll ever admit it. Her father really could get really intimidating when he wanted to be). But still she snuck in one or two, when she got really angry. And, boy, would she be pissed this time.
Of all her aunts, she had to admit Elena was the best. She almost always (mostly always) gave in to her demands. Especially when she pouted. Other than that, she was really someone she could openly talk to. Sure, she could talk to her mother as well but there were some things that one couldn't talk to their mother about. No matter how close they were. Elena was the one who helped out with that stuff.
Not that she wasn't close to her other aunts because she was. Bonnie, though strict, was a really great aunt. She scolded her a lot but Annabelle knew that in the long run it was for her own benefit. Rebekah was more her friend than aunt. She was the one who spoiled her the most, buying her designer bags and accessories and taking her to New York and Paris for regular shopping expeditions. Sometimes even her Mom joined them and they had a gala time. Caroline and Rebekah were practically joined to the hips most of the times, a fact that would cause their past self's' jaws to slack if they knew of it. In fact, Annabelle knew her father cursed the day he had persuaded them to bury the hatchet and at least try to get along. She didn't know what exactly had happened in that shopping trip but since then, Rebekah and Caroline had become inseparable. Her father had been really pleased then; but not so much when he received the bills for each of their monthly shopping sprees. Knowing Caroline, compelling the shop owners was out of option. And thus, his depleting bank account.
Annabelle snapped out of her thoughts and a deep feeling of longing clenched her chest. All of a sudden she was missing her family a lot even though technically speaking they were in the same room as her. She looked up to see the other's reactions.
Elena was sitting on the couch beside Stefan, her eyebrows furrowed in worry as she stared at the pacing blonde vampire. Damon was sitting in his bar, nursing his fourth glass of bourbon (Annabelle had to roll her eyes at that. Seriously? How can someone drink so much?) His eyes too were on Caroline. Stefan, as usual, was brooding. And looking worried.
Annabelle kept staring at Stefan and Elena sitting close together. They weren't very close but it was easy to understand that they were a couple. Annabelle noticed Elena's hand to reach out to touch Stefan's as he stared worriedly at his nearly-frantic best friend. Damon shot a glare at their entwined hands, completely unnoticed by the couple on the couch. Annabelle frowned looking at the couple, something that did not go unnoticed by them. Before they could say anything, however, Caroline said, having finally found her voice back, "but … you can't be my daughter".
Annabelle looked confusedly at her and asked, "Why do you say that? I really am your daughter."
"But… how is this possible? You're, well, um- it's not possible! I'm a vampire! Vampires can't reproduce!"
"Well, I won't lie. I don't know exactly how it happened, neither do I want to. Know, I mean. It's better if you ask Aunt Bonnie about it. She'll be better at that."
"But…"
"I really am your daughter, Mom", Annabelle said with a smile on her face as she walked a little closer to her. "Believe me".
"I-It's all so weird. It doesn't make any sense", Caroline said, sitting down on the armchair, her head in her hands. She looked up at her and said in a stunned whisper, "I have a daughter in the future".
"Yes", she replied grinning broadly at her.
"How many years have passed?"
"A hundred and three. And some months, I guess".
"Whoa. That's… whoa"
"I know it's really a lot to take in but I really am telling the truth"
Caroline looked closely at her and said, "How old are you? In human years?"
Annabelle shrugged and replied, "Eighteen. Well, actually stopped aging a week before turning nineteen so technically I consider myself nineteen".
Caroline's eyes rounded off in shock and horror causing Annabelle to frown at her in confusion and worry. Had she something wrong?
"You're almost nineteen? Nineteen?"
"Um", Annabelle said, glancing nervously at the others.
"MY DAUGHTER IS ELDER THAN ME!"
Damon rolled his eyes and returned back to his drink, Elena smiled and Stefan lightly chuckled.
Seriously, Barbie", Damon said, scowling at her. "You get to meet your daughter from the future and all you're worried about is that she's a year older than you?"
"A year and a half", Caroline grumbled. "I was seventeen when I turned, remember?"
Damon rolled his eyes again, shaking his head. Annabelle said, trying to soothe her mother, "only in human years, Mom."
"Does it matter?" she huffed throwing her hands up in the air dramatically.
Stefan asked, interrupting whatever Annabelle was about to say, "So, you grew up, in spite of being a vampire. You aged."
Annabelle smiled at him and replied, "Yup! But my aging stopped at eighteen."
"Nineteen", Damon pointed out causing a groan out of Caroline which only made him smirk wider. If Damon Salvatore liked anything in the world, getting on Caroline Forbes' nerves definitely starred high on that list.
"What like Twilight?" Elena asked furrowing her eyebrows in confusion ignoring the still-smirking Damon and the still-groaning Caroline.
Annabelle giggled, which sounded surprisingly Caroline-like, "no! Aunt Bonnie says that I stopped aging at nineteen because that age is somewhere between my parents'. Nature's way of balancing it out or something. It's just a theory." She shrugged and Elena nodded thoughtfully.
"So, does this mean, um, that we'd all be able to have kids?" Elena asked shyly, sparing a glance at Stefan. Damon gagged silently, giving a little fake shudder as well. Annabelle said, "No. Mom's the only exception, as far as I know. Aunt Bonnie is the right one to speak to about this stuff, although…" Again she frowned looking at the couple. Stefan frowned at her while Elena fidgeted awkwardly on her spot.
Annabelle, seeing Stefan's glare directed towards her, blushed and said, laughing nervously, "I'm sorry. It's just that it's so weird for me to see you guys together."
Stefan frowned at her and asked, "What do you mean? Aren't we together in the future?"
Annabelle shook her head apologetically. Damon seemed to be the only one who perked up hearing this piece of information. He asked, trying to look nonchalant, "oh?"
Annabelle rolled her eyes at him and quipped, "Well, it's not you either."
Damon scowled at her and asked with a snarl, "who's it then?"
"I can't tell you", she said, slopping down on the couch and smirked at his outraged expression. Caroline stared at Annabelle, a weird gnawing feeling in her heart. That smirk, her smirk- it was very familiar to her. It was so…
Hold that thought, Caroline snapped in her mind, what are you thinking? Jeez, Care, get a grip… seriously!
She shook her head, trying to rid it of the thought. It wasn't like that of Klaus'. Why would her daughter smirk like him, the Big Bad Wolf? She was definitely going insane.
"Why not?"
"Because if I do, my uncle will die. And I can't let that happen."
Damon smirked at her and said," It's that Mutt, isn't it? Why didn't I just kill him already?"
"Damon", Elena warned.
"What? Afraid for your future husband, huh?"
"First of all", Annabelle said, glaring at her in a way that again reminded Caroline of the original Hybrid, "his name is Matt. Not Mutt. Second, it's not him. And third, who said I was worried about his safety!"
"What do you mean?" Stefan asked.
She smirked and said in an almost patronizing voice, "I really don't want to see you hurt, dear Uncle Damon."
Damon scoffed at her and said, "Yeah, right. Keep dreaming. Besides, Mini Blondie-"
"HEY!" the mother and the daughter both cried indignantly.
"-it's just Damon. No uncle. Got that?"
Annabelle rolled her eyes and chose not to reply. Satisfied, Damon took his drink and went to stand near Caroline's chair.
"So", Annabelle asked, changing the topic, "When am I meeting Aunt Bonnie?"
"Soon", Caroline said, smiling softly at her.
"Great. I really need to figure out how to get back. Um, where am I supposed to stay until then?"
"My place", Caroline said quickly and then added awkwardly when she felt everyone's eyes on her, "you're my, um, daughter, so…"
Annabelle nodded and beamed at her. "Great! Now that we've got that settled, let's go meet Dad!"
"D-Dad?" Caroline stuttered out.
"Yeah! Of course! Let's go."
She smiled at her and said, "Well, I don't think you should meet him right now. I know you want to see him but I don't think that'll be the right way to go about this. Besides, Tyler's really busy right now and-"
Annabelle stared owlishly at her and then asked, "Tyler? What's Lockwood got to do about it?"
Caroline stared at her with her lips parted in confusion and shock, but no sound came out. Not just because of the fact that her daughter was talking about her boyfriend like he wasn't her father. But also because of the way she literally snarled out Tyler's name. She turned to look confusedly at her three friends who seemed to be just as shocked as her.
"Isn't he your Dad?"
Annabelle scrunched up her nose in disgust and sneered out, "Of course not!"
'Then who?" Elena asked.
"What's your full name?" Stefan asked.
"Annabelle Mikaelson."
Something cold gripped Caroline's dead-yet-still-weirdly-functional heart as if someone had dumped a bucket full of ice water over her head and a few ice cubes had slipped inside her shirt. She didn't move hoping she was hallucinating or something. This couldn't be happening. Mikaelson? Her daughter was a Mikaelson?
Klaus.
"Um, Kol?" Elena asked hopefully, knowing what must be going through her friend's mind with the revelation. Please don't let it be Klaus. Anyone but Klaus.
"Ew, no. He's into witches anyway."
"Well, then…?" Stefan asked hoping too that it wasn't Klaus.
But apparently the universe or whatever was up there messing with their lives hated them too much to grant their wishes.
"His name is Niklaus Mikaelson."
Shock makes people do weird things, sometimes even impossible. Things that they generally wouldn't or couldn't do. Apparently this rule extended to everyone, including vampires. Because vampires can't faint, they just can't. They're incapable of that. Which left only one reason in Caroline's mind to explain what happened next.
Shock. Pure, outrageous, did-she-just-say-what I-think-she-just-said? Shock. This, by the way, just goes to show the magnitude of said shock.
HOLY MOTHER OF HELL.
A. N.
Anddddd, there you have it. Chapter two. I know, I know, it wasn't exactly great so to speak, but I tried getting humor into it. Please tell me what you think. Criticism will be accepted gladly.
Set around the beginning of season 4. Damon has sired Elena but the sire hasn't been formed. Elena's with Stefan, not Damon. Will save all that drama.
Okay, I won't lie. I am a Team Stelena fan. And absolutely hate Delena even though I like both Elena (not much. I prefer Katherine to her any day. Though when the choice comes down to Bella and Elena, I'll always chose Elena) and Damon. It's not like I don't like Ian and Nina together because I do, just not Delena. And I hate the whole triangle thing. It's painful for everyone involved. Besides, who likes to be a ping pong ball between two brothers? So I'll pair Elena with Elijah, and save everyone from trouble. I know, I'm such a problem solver, aren't i? *wink*
Other side-pairings are Stebekah and Kennett.
And (don't kill me) what do you think about pairing Annabelle with Matt? He turns in the future (in this story anyway) so that won't be a problem. It's just an idea though. I am a sucker for romance and don't want to see Annabelle all alone. Do tell me what you think though. If I get positive feedback about the couple, I'll go ahead with it. Until then…
Keep reading and loving Klaroline as much as I do!
-KlarolineDreamGirl
P.S. I am visualizing Annabelle as Britt Robertson, the one who plays Cassie in Secret Circle. If you are visualizing someone else, fell free to do so.
P.P.S. A shout out for 'Awoken Beast' by jocylovely. It's awesome, count my word for it. I always wanted to read a Badass Caroline fic where Caroline seeks revenge on the gang for killing Klaus. Honestly, I really think they underestimate our favorite Vampire Barbie and should know how wrong they are to do so. After all, hell had no fury than a woman scorned. And Caroline? Well, she's a woman in love.
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