Hello dear readers!

Thank you so much for loving my fanfiction 'the Other Side of You'. I'm still overwhelmed with the reviews and messages I've received and continue to receive. Warms my heart. I've been asked several times when I'm going to start writing again or when I'll start another fiction. To be honest, I still don't have time to write like I would want to and even if I did, I've had no inspiration for a new story.

However… :]

I had the idea of writing all the scenes I didn't get a chance to write for 'the Other Side of You'. For this fiction, I plan on writing everything that was unanswered, everything that was left for assumption. I'm going to elaborate on some moments and explain more of the epilogue. In short, it will be a collection of drabbles that coordinate with my other story.

I'm not going to write these scenes in a specific order and I can't promise to update weekly.

Also, I'm going to try to begin each chapter with scenes/dialogue (from my other fanfic) to show where the new scene should fit into. I hope it doesn't become confusing.

Scene between Chapter 11 and Chapter 12: Klaus and Caroline finally consummated their relationship.

Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to TVD; I just love its characters.

She felt like she was on fire. Everywhere he touched her he left a burning sensation that heightened her pleasure. She felt it building within her as she looked into his eyes. He rested her forehead against hers, still moving, almost a little roughly, and she finally came undone, stifling a scream with a moan, only to be devoured by his mouth once again. Waves of pleasure wracked her body, flooding her with bliss. And he rode her out, letting the waves continue to wash through her until he moaned and came undone himself.

Still on top of her, unmoving, he kissed her tenderly. "I love you, Caroline."

His head fell onto her shoulder and rested against her neck. Their breathing was still rapid but she held him there. "I love you, Nik."

They laid there, wrapped in each other's arms, still consumed with each other, letting their love linger, both not daring to move anytime soon, silently showing their declaration of forever.

~theVampireDiaries~

It had been an hour since Caroline fell asleep in his arms but Klaus could not fall asleep. Instead, he just laid there, wide awake, holding her to him, not daring to let her go. Somehow it all felt like a dream to him and he was terrified that if he fell asleep he would actually be waking up to a reality that didn't involve the beautiful woman who slept soundlessly against him.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the front door of the penthouse open and he heard two pairs of footsteps. The door was shut with more force than necessary and he could hear them talking.

"Stefan. Stop it," Rebekah said as he kissed her neck, pressing her harder against the door.

"My room or your room. You choose," the brunette Salvatore whispered.

She shoved him away and for a moment they both looked at each other, both of their eyes roaming over 1920s attire. "You will sleep in your room and I will sleep in mine," she bit out.

Stefan crossed his arms. "Rebekah. Why are you so jealous?"

"I am not jealous, Stefan!"

"Keep your voice down."

"Do not tell me to keep my voice down, Stefan. Who do you think you are?"

He didn't hesitate when he answered her. "I'm the man you love, Rebekah. You can deny it all you want but that won't stop me from loving you," he rolled his eyes when he saw that she wasn't changing her mind, "She was just taking my drink order and then someone knocked over the tray of drinks she was balancing. I was simply helping her pick up the fallen glasses."

"I don't bloody care," she lied.

"Yes you do but you shouldn't," he reached towards her and cupped her face with his hands, "I only have eyes for you, Rebekah. I love you."

Rebekah sighed because she realized she was being ridiculous. Stefan was simply Good. He really was just helping the woman. No alternate intentions. Rebekah walked into his arms and kissed him hard. "I'm sorry. I love you," she spoke against his forgiving mouth.

When their kiss ended they stared at each other. Her eyes roamed over his tender expression, taking in his loose bangs that spilled over his forehead and his eyes took in her red and black hairband she was wearing on her short styled bob. Both of them remembered a moment from the real 1920s and how they felt. They both were more vicious during that era but neither of them could deny that their feelings for each other had not changed.

"So?" he teased.

She smiled up at him as she made her decision. "Your room."

Klaus heard them scramble up the stairs with muffled laughs; the usual effects of being drunk. And then he was thankful that Stefan's room was at a far enough distance that he could easily suppress from hearing sounds he only wanted to hear Caroline make.

She stirred in her sleep and then rolled off his chest, one arm becoming tangled in her blonde locks above her while her other hand rested near her face. Klaus moved to lean on his side and propped himself up on his elbow. The room was dark and yet the moon's light streamed in through the half-draped windows. In silence he studied her features while he watched her sleep. The bed sheets crumpled around her hips and so he could see all her exquisite features that would always set him on fire. He reached out and gingerly stroked her cheek. She didn't move and he smiled to himself knowing he exhausted her.

She had been nervous, he remembered.

Caroline opened her eyes to him but then closed their space and buried her face in his shirt. He wrapped his arms around her and listened to her as she spoke against the fabric. "You have one thousand years of experience,…"

He sighed with relief, glad that it wasn't anything else. He didn't dare laugh at her though. The confidence she displayed in the car ride made him conclude that she knew how to play with him, she knew how to tease him in all the right ways, but now knowing her past, he realized that's all she really ever experienced with her partners. And he was slightly angry and elated to know that no one ever took the time to love her the way she deserved. He was going to change that, tonight. He took in her words and it was just a fact, but he tried to think of words to make her feel less nervous. He took her face in his hands and made her look at him: "You're right, sweetheart. I've been around a bit longer than you. I cannot change that fact. But I have also never been in love, Caroline. What I feel with you I have never experienced so please take pride in knowing that."

And it was true. What he felt with her he had never experienced. He was overwhelmed but for the first time in his existence it was because he was happy. His fingers grazed down the rest of her face and then gingerly slid down her neck and then over the curves of her soft body. She still didn't move.

Suddenly he realized he wanted to capture this moment. He quietly rolled over and stood up, walking over to the windows that were across from the bed. He slid the heavy drapes to their sides, letting the glowing city lights from below and the glimmering starry night pour into the room. Klaus fastened the drape to the side and he glanced over his shoulder and smiled. The lunar lighting washed over his Caroline and it took his breath away. He moved a chair toward the side of the bed, grabbed his sketchpad, and then sat down with his feet propped up on the bed.

The room remained silent. Only the sounds of her steady breathing and the scratching of lead against paper could be heard. His magnetic blue eyes traced over the angles and curves of her body. He loved how soft she was. He lingered on the details of her face, how her eyelashes gracefully fanned and rested above her cheekbones and how her lips were still stained red from the lipstick she had worn at the party. He felt a stirring within him as he swept his pencil into tantalizing curves on the paper and then he pressed his fingers to smudge and create the shadows of her body that were no longer secret to him.

After a few more minutes he finished his drawing. Satisfied, he got up and added it to his portfolio. It was not the first time he had drawn her and he was elated to know that it would certainly not be his last. He gently crawled back into bed and gathered her in his arms. He breathed her in, loving every single thing about her. He kissed her forehead and then whispered in her ear.

"I'm going to give you the world, Caroline."

~TVD~

Caroline stirred and shielded her eyes from the first signs of day that leaked into the room. She looked over and then lazily smiled. Klaus was sound asleep next to her, his arm heavily draped over her stomach while he slept on his side. Her green eyes roamed over his rough masculine features and yet he looked so peaceful. Almost like he was finally at ease. She reached over and gently cupped his face while smoothing her thumb over the scruff that she adored. He didn't stir.

She huddled closer to him as she gently pushed him on his back. Her hand slid down to his chest and then lower onto his shaped abdomen. Everything about him was strong and fierce and she loved it. She loved him.

She rose from bed while taking the bed sheet with her and tip-toed out of the room, smiling wickedly, leaving him in his naked splendor as she made her way down the hallway.

She wrapped the sheet around her body and began her descent down the grand staircase. She had to stifle a giggle because as she stepped down she noticed Stefan and Rebekah's clothing tossed all over the steps, the banner, and by the front door.

When she finally finished her descent she caught a glimpse of herself in the hallway mirror and rolled her eyes at her current state. Her hair was a matted mess and her lipstick was smeared unapologetically. She ruffled and fixed her appearance and then smiled as she touched the necklace he gave her before they left for the party.

He turned her around so that they were both facing the small hallway mirror that hung on the wall and presented the necklace in front of her as he began to clasp it behind her neck. The necklace had an endearing silver heart that had a teardrop diamond hanging from the middle of it. It was simple but Klaus knew she would not have accepted anything more. He learned her taste in jewelry long ago and while she never wore diamonds he made an exception with this necklace.

With tears threatening in her eyes she touched the necklace with her hand, "It's so beautiful, Nik. Thank you."

He wrapped his arms around her waist as he stood behind her and then kissed the top of her shoulder. "Caroline Forbes, you are the love of my life."

She closed her eyes and her heart swelled at the memory. She eventually made her way into the kitchen and filled a glass of red liquid. She hardly believed what happened several hours ago but since her body was deliciously sore she couldn't deny it really had happened.

Light poured into the penthouse but Caroline was still exhausted. She made her way back up the stairs and quietly entered his bedroom. Before she crawled back into bed she noticed the lead smudges on his left hand. She let out a silent laugh because now she knew why the drapes were wide open. She walked over and closed each of them, shaking her head at his attempt to be sneaky. Now walking in the shadows, she gingerly snuggled back into bed and covered them both with the sheet. Before she rested her head on his chest she lightly kissed his lips. She slowly pulled away only to be drawn back in as she felt his hand come up and bring her back to him as he kissed her thoroughly, tasting her morning beverage.

He never opened his eyes and she never spoke but they both smiled. She laid down and he wrapped his arms around her. Soon after they were both asleep again.

~theVampireDiaries~

"Stay, love," Klaus huskily ordered as he pulled Caroline back into bed with him.

Caroline giggled as he snaked his arm around her waist, tickling her in the process. "Nik, it's already mid afternoon."

Klaus moved on top of her and began planting lazy kisses on her neck, never getting enough of her. "Mmmmm, your point sweetheart?"

Caroline breathed a little unsteadily as she felt his lips trail along her collarbone. "My point is," she squeezed her eyes shut to try to concentrate, "is that we are wasting our day away."

"Honestly Caroline," he said in his ever so sexy accent while he slid his hands over her silky body, "I don't see how this is a waste of a day."

I hope you all enjoyed this first chapter! I plan on bringing in more of Kol, Elijah, Stebekah, and maybe the other characters I wrote about.

I know that some of you won't like the idea of me expanding the story but my heart is still in it.

Please let me know what you think! I welcome any review, especially since they always inspire me for the next chapter.