Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries TV show. That honor goes to Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson.
Hello, my lovely readers. So after the tiny Klaus mention on TVD, I was inspired to write a tiny story about Caroline not being able to stop thinking about Klaus which takes place sometime after the dust settles with Bonnie, the Vampire Slayer, running around. On with the show…
You're On My Mind:
Klaus. Klaus. Klaus. Caroline took a deep breath. Closing her eyes, she decided to not allow the name to haunt her. She would not allow his status as being MIA get under her skin. Klaus was not her concern. He was the last of her concerns. He was not even worth her second thought. Nope. Not thinking about Klaus. Not ever again.
Reopening her eyes, Caroline felt lighter. She began to smile when she thought. Klaus, where are you? Damn it. Gritting her teeth, she shifted her thoughts to her wedding. To her girls. To her fears for Bonnie and her friends. To anything but Klaus. Anyone but Klaus.
Going to New Orleans had been a mistake. Yes, she did it for all the right reasons, to keep her babies safe. But who knew what kind of danger lurked in the city. And who knew how many enemies Klaus had made. He could have gotten her and her children killed. But before he did everything in his power to save them because he loved her. She knew that. She hated it. She hated the fact she knew he loved her and would kill anyone who laid a hand on her. And she loved it, too. Damn it.
Not staying in New Orleans and figuring out what in the hell was going down there, that was the real mistake, she argued with herself. Shaking her head, Caroline let out a heavy sigh. Stay or go. If she had stayed, what would she have done with her kids? It would have been one thing to stay when it was just her, no kids in tow. But now, everything was different now. Klaus would understand her dilemma. He would understand why she didn't come looking for him. Why she hadn't asked questions. Why she had run, again. He would… But still…
Caroline wished there were simple answers, but when it came to Klaus, her relationship with Klaus, nothing was ever easy or simple. If only she had never seen Klaus. If only she had never spoken to Klaus. If only she had never danced with him, laughed with him and laid her body bare to him. If only she had never kissed him. If only she had never loved him. Not even for a second. If only she could just let him go. And he her.
Sighing, Caroline pressed her hands to her temples, taking in steadying breaths. She was good at compartmentalizing problems. All she had to do was take a box marked "Klaus" and shift it to the furthest part of her mind and to leave him there, forgotten. Forever. But she couldn't. She wouldn't she knew that.
At the end of the day, Caroline grabbed a bag and began to pack. She knew where she was headed. She was going to find him. Even if she had to search every part of New Orleans. Even if she had to become Klaus and search every corner of the earth, she would find him. Then she would kick his ass for disappearing on her. That was her last thought as she closed the door and headed toward the airport.
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Peace,
Jessica