For those who read the one-shot in my other story I Intend to be Your Last, then you already know how most of this story will be, but if not, no worries, unless you want spoilers, lol.

I'm extremely late in getting this up, but so much has been going on, that I lost my writing muse for a while, but I've returned, if you haven't already guessed it. :)

I hope you enjoy this tale that will be a treat to write for me, so without further adieu, I present I Will Always Find You.

Please remember to review at the end! :)

He stood in front of his window watching as the sun began to drift down into the horizon. For seven hundred years, he watched the same sun fade in the distance, and for seven hundred years he watched it alone.

Without her.

He scowled, and placed his chin in his right hand, as his left arm wrapped around his waist.

He missed her. That was a given, but it was also more than that.

He wanted her by his side.

Too long had she been just a tale told around the campfires, a tale about a young woman who tamed the Hybrid, a woman who brought him joy and love, a woman of surpassing beauty and warmth and so full of light that it blinded those who gazed upon her.

Now, it was all but a distant memory, and he hated it. He wanted her back, and after seven hundred years of searching, he was close.

So close, he could almost taste it.

The door opened behind him, and slowly, he dropped his arms to his sides, and turned around to face the man entering the room.

Eric was his name, and throughout the years, Eric had remained faithful, and searched with him. His reasons were his own, and only Klaus knew them.

No one knew the truth, and Klaus, and Eric, wanted to keep it that way.

Klaus had heard the rumors of the reason why Eric traveled with him. He had heard the phrases 'boy-toy', 'slave', 'partner', but none were even close to the reason why.

Eric was loyal, and he was Klaus' family.

That was enough.

"Well," Klaus remarked, staring at the young man, who didn't look a day over his twenty-one years.

Eric smiled, and nodded. "I believe we found her." He remarked, his voice deep and rich with a slight accent.

Klaus smiled, and walked towards Eric, gazing into his sea-green eyes. "Where?" He asked, as Eric inhaled deeply.

"She has been moved back home." Eric answered, softly, waiting for Klaus' response with slight joy in his heart. This was the day they had waited for. The day they would find her, and bring her back to them.

Klaus narrowed his eyes, and lowered his gaze before a smile appeared on his face. "Fantastic." He whispered, smiling, brighter.

Eric nodded, and clasped Klaus on the shoulder, before the older man pulled him into a hug as joy emanated from their bodies as they laughed.

Klaus pulled back, and continued to smile. "Well, then, let's go and get her, shall we?" He asked, though it was really a statement.

Eric nodded, and tears filled his eyes. "Let's," He returned, feeling Klaus' hand on his shoulder before they walked out of the room.

Eric smiled as he watched Klaus head towards his art room, and stood in the doorway as Klaus pulled back the sheet covering a painting from long ago.

"I'm glad you never burned it after she was cursed." He stated, watching Klaus stare at the portrait.

Klaus nodded, and sighed. "I couldn't burn her." He whispered, as Eric came and stood next to him. "She would never forgive me."

Eric smiled, and nodded. "She had her ways, didn't she?" He asked, with remembrance.

Klaus chuckled, and shook his head. "She did." He remarked, staring at the sea-green eyes of his beloved in the portrait.

Eric sighed, and watched him, carefully. "You miss her, don't you?" He asked, though he knew the truth.

Klaus nodded, and turned his head to Eric. "Every day, every hour, every minute, and every second," He began, pausing with tears threatening his eyes. "There is not a day that goes by that I don't miss her, Eric." He stated, strongly. "She was my life, my soul, and my heart." He paused, glancing towards the painting. "She still is." He added, lowly.

Eric smiled at the explanation, and nodded. "I love her too, dad." He whispered his voice breaking at the last word.

Klaus smiled, and dipped his head. "She loved you, Eric." He remarked, turning his body to face Eric. "Her last thoughts before her curse were of you." He added, watching him closely.

Eric felt the tears burn his eyes as he gazed at Klaus. "I remember." He whispered, faintly.

Klaus nodded, and turned his head to gaze once more at the painting.

"We're going to get her back, dad." Eric vowed, causing Klaus to close his eyes. "And then we'll be a whole family again." He stated, firmly.

Klaus turned his head, and smiled. "Call the others." He began, moving towards the painting, touching Eric's shoulder lightly. "We're going to need help."

Eric smiled, and nodded. "Yes, sir." He remarked, stepping back, and practically running out the room.

Klaus smiled, and lifted his right hand to touch her face. "I'm going to find you, my love." He whispered, gazing into the sea green eyes of his true love. "I'll always find you." He paused, his eyes going dark with his promise. "I made you a promise, and I always keep it, love." He paused, and dropped his hand. "I'll always find you." He whispered, backing out of the room, his eyes never leaving the painting.

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Eric touched the contact name under, "AR" and waited as the phone rang several times before a familiar voice came on the line.

"We found her." He stated, with a hint of joy in his voice.

A sigh was heard on the other end. "Where?" A voice responded on the other end, sounding hopeful.

He smiled, and turned his head towards the house. "Mystic Falls, dad's getting everything."

Another sigh came through. "I'll call the others. We'll meet you there."

He nodded, and smiled. "Thank you, Aunt Bekah."

Rebekah laughed, and he could just see her smiling with tears in her eyes. "We'll get her back, Eric." She stated, firmly.

He nodded, and lifting his head to the sky. "I know."

Please be kind!

For those new to this tale, I hope you are excited to read it, if not, no biggie. I'm writing this for pure pleasure, and also, my little muses will not let me rest until this is told.

IMPORTANT: This tale will be told like this: the chapters to follow will be Klaus and Caroline's story, until the past catches up to the present, so don't expect this story to be wishy washy, if you know what that means. :)

Next Chapter: Their first meeting.

Until Next Time...