A/N: Hello there!

Here's another Kamille story for y'all Kamille lovers out there. This is gonna be two or three chaptered story. Just a random idea that popped into my mind when I heard the dialogue that Klaus told Camille in the last episode. It was an epic dialogue, and Klaus' voice was filled with so many emotions! I just wish that the writers get Kamille together ASAP!

Self Promotion: If you love Kamille, like I do, go check out my other Kamille fics: "The Dungeon and The Spark" and "Thought that I could make it right"

Inspiration:"And then one day when all this was past, I might find you, and profess my innocence, and because you are you, you would believe me, and we would pass a perfect afternoon, in a corner café together. And I would wish for nothing more."—Niklaus Mikaelson, The Originals, Season 2 Episode 19

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Enjoy!

Camille was standing in front of her wardrobe, trying to figure out what she could wear. Klaus and she, they were going to visit some places, about which he refuses to tell her. She knew that one of the places was a café, but the rest she was still unknown to her.

She searched her almirah, for something to wear, but there was nothing that was up to her expectation, and she didn't know what she should wear. As she was going through the crises, she let her mind wander to how she had landed herself in this situation.

After Klaus had defeated Dahlia, he had came to her and told her that he really appreciated her believing in him, when his own sibling, who had known him for thousand years, did not. He told her about their treachery, and they talked...and when he was leaving she reminded him his promise.

It had been a week since that happened, but Camille still remembered it as though it had just happened a moment ago, each and every detail. All the emotions she felt when she saw Klaus were still raw in her mind.

Flashback: One week ago

Camille stood there, in front of the mirror, in her night wear, when she saw Klaus' reflection in it. There he was, dressed in all black, except for the dark grey shirt, which was barely visible; as it was covered by the black hood jacket he wore.

She turned around to look at him and gasped at what she saw. His cloths were dirty with blood and torn out at places. There was also a hole in his shirt, right where he heart was supposed to be, and it brought back the memories of when she had pulled out the white oak stake out of his chest. He also had a few cut of his face and palm and looked like he had just stepped out of a war, which he probably had.

"Oh my God, Klaus! What happened? Are you fine?" She asked walking up to him with furrowed eyebrows.

"I just had a brawl with Dahlia. I am sure you could forgive me for my poor appearance." Klaus said, with a slight smirk, as he entered the house.

Camille stopped right in front of him and kept her hand on his chest, where there was a hole, from what looked like a stake, "Who did this?" Her voice laced with concern.

Klaus kept his hand above hers, on his chest, and answered in a calm voice,"Dahlia tried to kill me by staking me with the white oak stake." At this Camille's eyes widen in and he mouth hung open in surprise and fear. She knew he was here so everything worked in their favour, but then also, the mere thought that she might had lost him, shook her to the very core.

Klaus sensed this as; he kept a comforting hand on her shoulder and murmured in a soft voice, "Don't worry, love. I ended her miserable excuse of life before she could succeed in her task."

Camille looked at him confused and slightly angry, "How could you be so careless as to let her get her hand on the stake? And where have you been past two week? Every time I came to see you I was told, either by Elijah, or by Rebekah, that you were working on a plan to kill Dahlia and protect Hope! This was your plan? Handing Dahlia the one weapon that could kill you all?" Her anger fuelling up with each and every word till the time Klaus cut her off, "I swear, even if you have lived thousand years, you still-"

"I am sincerely sorry for that, but you see I was with a dagger in my heart and unable to do anything." Klaus told her, which only seemed to anger her more.

"But you told me that the daggers didn't work on you!" She was furious that he was lying to her.

"They didn't use to. But this was no ordinary dagger; this one was specially made by them, Kol and Davina, for me." Klaus reviled, "And Elijah was the one who used it on me. After you went home that night, Elijah came and we had a fight, where he used it one me, to put me into a deep slumber. Even Rebekah knew about this. While I was daggered, Dahlia came and took my body, along with the stake." He finished,"I can show you what happened afterwards if you want to see?" He offered her a firsthand experience.

"Umm..." Camille hesitated, "How long will I be having nightmares after seeing this?"

"You have seen worse, love." Klaus assured her, reminiscing about the time Mikael had staked him and also about the time he had shown her who he truly was, a monster, even though she didn't share the same feelings.

"Okay." Camille agreed with him to show her.

A/N: So, how was it? Liked it? Hated it? Share your thoughts! I will update with the next chapter tomorrow, I know this was short, but I want the Klaus vs. Dahlia to be a separate chapter, so bear with me? Please?

Looking forward to hear from y'all!