Klaus and Caroline were reaching the parte superior, arriba of a 1050 feet tall tower. Caroline had no idea why she was going along with Klaus; all she knew was that she had to go with him.
Klaus let go of her and took the compulsion away. Caroline shook her head and turned to Klaus. “Where are we? Where did tu take me?” she demanded to know.
“Vous êtes à Paris, mademoiselle” Klaus answered with a charming smile. He bowed, took Caroline’s hand and kissed it. His lips had barely touched her soft skin, when she jerked her hand.
“I don’t know what your angle is” Caroline started as she walked backwards. “but I won’t be a pawn in some kind of master plan”
“I don’t have a master plan” Klaus replied. “I had one, but Mother Nature decided to be a perra and put a kink in it”
For a moment Caroline considered asking what it was, but then decided she didn’t care. “I have to go back to the party. They will wonder where I am” she said.
“If you’re talking about Damon and Elena, I’m pretty sure they won’t miss tu anytime soon” Klaus replied, while he stepped closer towards Caroline.
“Don’t come closer” Caroline dicho trying to keep her voice in control. She made another few steps back and Klaus frowned in concern. “Caroline…” he dicho and he reached out his hand. But Caroline took another step.
“Caroline!” Klaus exclaimed as Caroline fell all the way down. He raced to the edge of the Eiffel Tower and jumped.
Somehow he managed to reach the ground before Caroline and he caught her in his arms. Caroline’s chest was going up and down heavily and she took a few deep breaths. Klaus held her in his arms for about half a minute, when Caroline came back to earth mentally.
“Put me down” she commanded and she struggled to free herself. Klaus put her down on her feet. “Now take me back to the party”
“All right” Klaus gave in, getting angry. “I’ll take tu back. But first tu need to look up”
Caroline reluctantly looked up and watched the full moon glowing in the sky. “Tyler…” she whispered.
“When tu see him tu should ask him what he’s been hiding from you” Klaus commented, before taking Caroline’s arm and pulling her along.
Klaus let go of her and took the compulsion away. Caroline shook her head and turned to Klaus. “Where are we? Where did tu take me?” she demanded to know.
“Vous êtes à Paris, mademoiselle” Klaus answered with a charming smile. He bowed, took Caroline’s hand and kissed it. His lips had barely touched her soft skin, when she jerked her hand.
“I don’t know what your angle is” Caroline started as she walked backwards. “but I won’t be a pawn in some kind of master plan”
“I don’t have a master plan” Klaus replied. “I had one, but Mother Nature decided to be a perra and put a kink in it”
For a moment Caroline considered asking what it was, but then decided she didn’t care. “I have to go back to the party. They will wonder where I am” she said.
“If you’re talking about Damon and Elena, I’m pretty sure they won’t miss tu anytime soon” Klaus replied, while he stepped closer towards Caroline.
“Don’t come closer” Caroline dicho trying to keep her voice in control. She made another few steps back and Klaus frowned in concern. “Caroline…” he dicho and he reached out his hand. But Caroline took another step.
“Caroline!” Klaus exclaimed as Caroline fell all the way down. He raced to the edge of the Eiffel Tower and jumped.
Somehow he managed to reach the ground before Caroline and he caught her in his arms. Caroline’s chest was going up and down heavily and she took a few deep breaths. Klaus held her in his arms for about half a minute, when Caroline came back to earth mentally.
“Put me down” she commanded and she struggled to free herself. Klaus put her down on her feet. “Now take me back to the party”
“All right” Klaus gave in, getting angry. “I’ll take tu back. But first tu need to look up”
Caroline reluctantly looked up and watched the full moon glowing in the sky. “Tyler…” she whispered.
“When tu see him tu should ask him what he’s been hiding from you” Klaus commented, before taking Caroline’s arm and pulling her along.
