A/N: Hi, this is the last installment to this two part story. (yes I actually finished something :P) I am slowly getting around to updating the others. Just as a warning, the next chapter for The Seven Seas is beginning to be very hard for me to write, so I may update Lie To Me first :S Sorry! And I have to finish off Tell Me Your Story since I'm up to the last part of that too. Sorry peeps! Anyways, thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed and for the +alerts! Much appreciated, plz enjoy!

The Tragedy That Is Us

Part II: Tragically, I Love You

He spat out blood from his mouth and glared up at his captor with malice in his eyes.

"This will get you nowhere!" he yelled, as he looked up at his restraints. He yanked at them which only resulted in them clanging against the wall.

"Then tell me what you know!" he screamed angrily. He walked up to him with his face being inches away from his victim; his eyes turning yellow in rage.

Damon smiled and then laughed. He was punched again, his head banging to the side violently but he turned back to his kidnapper whom was back to pacing the room desperately.

"I'm not telling you anything. You screwed up your chance, Klaus. So sucked in...that's pretty much all I have to say right now," said Damon with a smirk.

Klaus stopped his pacing to narrow his eyes at Damon. He shook with anger, but held himself back. If he killed him now, he'd get nothing.

"I know you know where she is. Tell me!" he screamed, staring the Salvator down.

But this only caused Damon to laugh some more.

"What is so bloody funny?!" he said in an annoyed tone.

"You. This situation. Nearly fifty years have passed since Blondie left Mystic Falls and with good reason too. I had always wondered why she left and then five years ago she told us. I mean, Stef and I had contacts who told us they saw you two together once or twice but I just never knew she left because of you. But that's the thing, isn't it Klaus? She's always leaving you...and its funny...ironic," laughed Damon, seeing that Klaus was getting angrier by the minute.

"You don't know what you're talking about. I suggest you stop talking if you wish to walk out of here-"

"Oh, I know I'm going to be walking out of here. Cos if I don't, she'll never forgive you," said Damon with a knowing smile. "You know, my arms are losing feeling, I think you should let me go now."

Klaus turned away from him, ignoring his last comment, as he clenched his fists in anger and began pacing again. How was he going to find her? It was like she disappeared off the grid after their last fight.

He had spent years following leads. He got his hybrids and other pawns to try and find information about her, telling them to disregard any previous orders. They had since come across one or two clues, but every time he followed them up, she was no where to be seen.

He had to find her, he couldn't live without her. He realised that years ago but the thought of her being impossible to find was never an issue. Eventually, he decided he would have to go to the source. He had hoped to find Elena, but Damon had got in the way.

He walked over to a table which held some instruments of torture on the top. He pursed his lips, trying to decide what to go with. He finally decided on a wooden stake.

Damon followed Klaus' movements, his eyes darkened from the prospect of what was to come. Klaus finally walked over to Damon with his choice of torture and smiled.

"Now Damon, where were we? Ah that's right. You were going to tell me where you're hiding Caroline," said Klaus with a maniacal smile as he stuck the stake in Damon's stomach.

It illicited a harmonious scream from Damon's lips and that was the sound he loved. It brought music to his ears. A whimper could be heard. Klaus' face straightened as he put his hand behind his ear.

"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you," he said sarcastically, moving his ear closer to Damon's.

"Go to hell," rasped Damon angrily through rapid breaths, trying to deal with the pain he was feeling.

Klaus yanked out the stake, causing Damon to yell again.

"You don't deserve her, you piece of shit!" yelled Damon, leaning on his restraints so he could stand up straight. "You know, I cautioned Elena to stay away from her because of her association with you. But she didn't listen. I knew if she left you that you wouldn't take 'no' for an answer and so here we are...aren't we?"

Klaus listened, despite wanting to pull out Damon's heart as he spoke.

"But when I saw her, I sort of understood. You fucked it up, man. What ever you had, its gone! She loved you and she probably still does and always will. But you ruined her. Because of you, she'll spend eternity...alone. And for what?!" yelled Damon angrily, his eyes filled with rage.

Klaus appeared in front of him, holding Damon's throat in his hand, slowly crushing his wind pipes. His eyes had turned yellow again but they held something that Damon thought he would never see.

"Stop talking! Just tell me where she is!" yelled Klaus desperately, letting go of his throat forcefully, causing Damon's head to hit the cement wall behind him.

Damon gasped as his throat began to heal. "I'll never tell you. She's safe. From you and that's all that matters. Blondie sacrificed a lot for us and I acknowledge that so I'm doing her a favour."

Klaus looked at Damon, seeing they were getting no where. Damon frowned at his demeanor; he looked so...defeated.

"She wanted me to love her," said Klaus after several moments of silence. He was deep in thought as he lowered his eyes.

Damon scoffed. "Well, she was asking for the impossible then. Maybe it was her own fault for falling in love with a monster like you then," he said bitterly.

That earned him a punch to the face. Klaus stood in front of him, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Don't ever speak about her like that again," said Klaus in a dangerously low tone.

Damon spat out some more blood and looked back at the Original Hybrid. His eyes were full of defeat and it bothered Damon.

"Oh, this is just rich!" said Damon sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "The evil big bad, falling in love with the pretty blonde good girl. Do you know how cliche that sounds?"

Klaus narrowed his eyes but said nothing. It was true after all, no matter how ridiculous it sounded.

"You wouldn't understand," said Klaus quietly, turning away and walking toward the table to place the stake on top.

The torture was over. There was nothing more he could do.

"Hey! I'm not a stranger to the love bug," said Damon as he followed Klaus's movements. "But you? No way. You're lying to yourself if you think you do."

Klaus ignored his comments and pulled out a key from his jean pocket. He reached up to Damon's chains and unlocked the cuff's holding his hands without a word.

Damon stared at him incredulously, not believe he was being let go after a mere six hours. Maybe Klaus was going soft. He rubbed his sore wrists and watched the wounds heal.

Damon walked to the exit, before turning around, just taking in Klaus for a moment. Fifty or so years ago, he wouldn't think he would be caught in between the most ludicrous, yet, tragic relationship he'd ever known. And he was a participant in a love triangle...twice, but even that didn't compare to Klaus and Caroline. Not by a long shot.

When he had seen Caroline after her fight with Klaus five years ago, he was ready to rip into her and then disown her for bringing danger to Elena by being with Klaus. He had warned her when they had met at the coffee shop in Montreal, thinking that they wouldn't see her again for another thirty years. However, she came back shortly after, texting Elena that she had left him for good.

Damon had been furious, Stefan aprehensive and Elena had been relieved.

"You deserve to suffer, Klaus. For everything you've done to us you deserve to die alone without the only person on this shithole planet who loves you," spat Damon, his eyes enraged just thinking about it.

With that Damon reached for the handle, twisted it and pulled the door open. He took a few steps but turned around in the doorway, looking back at Klaus whom looked troubled and guilty. His blue orbs stared at Damon, knowing that his only chance at finding Caroline was him at the moment, but letting him go anyway. Caroline would never forgive Klaus if he killed Damon because that's where this was headed if Damon kept talking.

"Don't misunderstand this, I hate you...I always will. So will Elena and Stefan. But Blondie? She loves you, its so obvious. I resent her for that because she was so stupid to let her heart belong to an evil douche bag like you, but after nearly fifty years I guess she knew there was no use denying what she felt. I get that. I'm doing this for my own sake cos I'm sick of seeing her die slowly from heart break or seeing her cry when she thinks no one is around. And god knows, you deserve to die for just that."

Klaus narrowed his eyes. He'd heard enough. He strode forward with the intent to inflict pain on Damon, his anger getting the better of him.

"She's in Florida, but only for another day. With Elena. So if you hurt her...either of them, I'll find a way to kill you. That's a promise," said Damon quietly, looking to the ground knowing that Caroline was going to verbally assault him for betraying her.

Klaus stopped at his words, his eyes widening slightly as he stopped a metre in front of the Salvator.

"My advice? Get rid of the hybrids and even if you have to lie, just tell her you love her. But if you hurt her again, trust me in this, we'll come for you."

"Caroline," drawled Damon from behind her, intending to tear her a new one for being involved with Klaus. She'd texted Elena yesterday wanting to talk about her recent fight with him.

Elena had talked to her for hours about it and had promised to find a way to keep her off his radar. She was currently with Stefan, talking to some witches about what their options were since Caroline was still too distraught to go with them.

Damon stayed so he could 'remrimand' her.

The blonde turned with wide eyes, knowing that Damon had caught her weak moment, over Klaus.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry that I fell for him. It was wrong...after everything he's done-"

"Just shut up! Do you know the position you've put us in? We've had fourty years of peace until you came along. You couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? Wasn't wolf boy enough for you?" exclaimed Damon angrily as he moved forward placing his hands either side of her shoulders, shaking her forcefully.

Caroline shook her head several times, the tears flowly freely. "I'm sorry, Damon. Please! You have to understand-"

"Understand what? Your stupidity? This is your own fault; you're own doing! He's a monster, Caroline! I thought you worked that out fourty years ago when he was threatening us, trying to kill Elena...always plotting against us. How could you even like a guy like that?" screamed Damon angrily as he tightened his grip on her shoulders.

Caroline felt the pain on her upper arms, but she deserved it. Didn't she? Her eyes avoided Damon's as she looked to the floor.

"I-I love him," she said softly.

Damon let go of her as if she were on fire. "I'm sorry, I thought you just said you loved a homicidal hybrid freak," he spat sarcastically as he looked at Caroline as if she were the most disgusting thing he'd ever seen.

Caroline winced at his cruel words, but didn't counter them.

"How?" he gasped, not sure on what to really say.

"I guess...I guess he got under my skin after I betrayed him for the second time. That's why I escaped, remember?" said Caroline, her emerald orbs finally focusing on his.

"Yes, I thought you were just having a bit of fun, Caroline, I didn't think you loved him. What the hell is wrong with you?!" he exclaimed, shaking his head in horror.

Caroline looked at him, feeling anger begin to rise within her.

"Look, I don't expect you to understand, okay? Its been fourty years Damon, he hasn't once threatened any of your lives or done anything that bad since then. And he's different with me...well, was. But I've loved him for nearly thirty five years. Do you know what its like to be with someone and for you to know they will never love you?!" she screamed at the end as it all just sunk in.

Klaus would never love her. But her heart and soul would always love him.

Damon looked at her and his expression changed to that of pity. He took in her form and realised she was a broken woman. She was crying, her face sullen with her eyes red from her tears. She was wearing something fashionable, he didn't really take much notice as she had always been a beauty. But for someone like Klaus to reduce her to this pathetic shell of who she used to be, they really must have had something.

And he could see that she wasn't lying, she truly did love him.

"I do. Its not like your tragic tale, but as you know, I've been involved with two love triangles. So I guess I pity you," said Damon seriously.

Caroline nodded and looked away from him. She got up from the couch and walked over to the window, hugging her arms around herself. They were in a hotel in the CBD as Elena loved to be in the middle of town. Her eyes focused on nothing in particular, she just kept thinking about the events of today. It was eating her up inside, slowly.

"Just move on. He doesn't love, I mean, what did you expect Blondie? How did you expect this to end?" he said with a sigh.

He remembered how he used to feel about Katherine. It was a horrible experience if he thought back. Always trying to compete with his brother for her affections, not really knowing if she loved him back or not. And then Elena too.

"He made me feel safe, wanted. He made me happy. When we fought, he would always find me and sometimes I actually liked that he would find me. He made me feel special, always making sure I had the best of everything. He even went to the store for me sometimes," smiled Caroline, just thinking about some of their good times together.

Damon raised an eyebrow at this.

"Seriously? Evil Original Hybrid, going to the grocery store...not a very bad ass image if you ask me," said Damon jokingly, but he did it because he wanted to help Caroline by letting her talk about it.

Caroline laughed at his joke. "Don't joke, he really did do that. For me. He did a lot of things for me. He even promised not to kill anyone...for me. I really thought he loved me, deep down in his black heart. I guess I was wrong," said Caroline as more tears began to form in her eyes.

She turned around and looked at Damon. Now she was thinking about it all again, it was making her upset. She began to cry and Damon had no idea what to do.

He had stayed behind to berate her, to yell at her, to tell her she was a stupid blonde idiot and to make her feel guilty. But now that he saw her, he realised she was already suffering enough.

Damon knew heart break, he had been heart broken himself. But seeing her here, right now? He knew he had been just as foolish as her. He walked over to her and did what he never thought he would ever do to anyone else.

He embraced her. She wrapped her arms around his back and cried. He could feel the tears soak the front of his shirt and patted her back softly.

"Don't let him do this to you, Blondie. You're stronger than this," he whispered in her ear.

Caroline shook her head and pulled away, opting to sit back on the couch. He watched her movements and sat next to her. He folded his fingers together and placed them behind his head and sighed.

"Its tragic really. Klaus is like the way he is because he didn't think anyone would love him. So when someone does, what does he do? He doesn't love them," he said and looked to Caroline.

She had her head lying on the couch arm. He could hear her sobbing. His comment didn't really help, but it was true. He still couldn't believe this whole situation!

He hadn't thought much about Klaus pursuing Caroline back when they were in Mystic Falls, thinking it a fools errand on Klaus' part. He never would have thought Caroline would give in, let alone, fall in love with him.

To him, Klaus was still the evil, murderous Original. Stefan was more understanding and forgiving and Elena just felt bad for Caroline. She had even said to her when they met for the first time in fourty years that Caroline should just be careful. They all seemed to forget what kind of person Klaus was. But not him.

Damon shook his head. He would help Caroline disappear, if only to spite Klaus for hurting one of his friends...for all the things he'd done. He deserved it.

She felt a bit happier when she had gone on a shopping spree with Elena. It brought back memories of when they were in Mystic Falls...being friends again.

Florida. The millionth place she had stayed since she had left Klaus. She never stayed too long in one place, a week being the most but usually that was only if she really liked the place.

This time Elena had asked that she meet her so they could catch up. It had been two years since she had seen her in Montreal and five years since she had helped her to stay off Klaus' radar. The witches didn't help much, only being able to cast a spell on her to stay undetectable by a witch. That didn't mean that he wouldn't be able to find her using his hybrids though.

That was why she had the plan to never stay in one place permanently. Over the years, she had seen Stefan and Damon a few times, Tyler she had seen in New York with Hayley (which wasn't as awkward as she thought it would be), Matt in England who was visiting Rebekah and Bonnie who was passing through Paris, finally going on a holiday around the world. It really put into perspective how much time had really passed since she moved away from Mystic Falls. Bonnie was aging, she could see that clearly, but apparently had used a spell to slow her aging like a lot of the witches they had seen before. Matt was aging well, but refused to become a vampire. He had reconciled with Rebekah after many years of hating her for what she did to Elena, but they remained as friends since he knew he could never be with her as a human. When Caroline had saw him she was really in shock. Had nearly fifty years really passed?

Caroline thought that time would eventually afford her mercy by allowing her to forget about Klaus, but no such luck so far. Keeping occupied was her only hope of surviving but there were times when she couldn't help but think of him.

"So, what times the flight tomorrow?" asked Elena from the other side of the couch.

Caroline immediately put on a smile and turned to her friend. "Um, eight o clock I think," she said. "I think I'll start packing my shopping up."

Elena nodded, watching Caroline get up off the couch and her expression changed to that of sadness for the poor girl. She knew Caroline was still putting up a strong front, even after five years.

She wished she could do something for Caroline, but how could you cure a broken heart? When Elena first heard that she was seeing Klaus she had been immediately mortified, but after hearing from Caroline first hand about their 'story', she couldn't help but think what a tragic love story it was. It was sort of romantic, in a way.

But then she remembered the type of person Klaus was. She obviously tried to discourage it when she met Caroline in Montreal but at seeing Caroline's feelings for herself she accepted it. For Caroline, because she looked happy. And then they broke up dramatically. If she was true to herself, she would admit that she sort of figured that's how it would go, in the end.

It was Klaus after all, he definitely wasn't a stand up guy. Not like Tyler had been. If it had been fifty years ago, she would have probably hated Caroline or resented her, but her feelings from that time were over. She would never forgive Klaus and would never trust him, not even for Caroline. But she could accept their relationship, as long as he treated her well.

"So, dinner?" asked Caroline from the bedroom, her voice echoing around the hotel room loudly.

"Yeah! Um, what about that all you can eat at the Casino?" yelled Elena as she got up from the couch to answer the door.

"Sounds good," said Caroline from the other room. "You can eat a lot, so we better go to place with never ending food."

Elena was seen laughing as she opened the door, but when her eyes turned away from the other room to the person at the door, they widened in fear.

"Elena," said the voice calmly.

"K-klaus," she stuttered.

From the other room, Caroline could clearly hear what she said using her enhanced vampire hearing and she frantically looked around the room for an escape route. There was none.

She did the only thing she could think of and raced toward the bathroom door. Klaus had already forced himself into the hotel room to see Caroline dart into the ensuite and slam the door behind her, locking it.

"Caroline," said Klaus condescendingly, knocking on the door. "You're being childish."

"Go away!" she shouted, her voice echoing around the walls.

Klaus glared at Elena whom stood idly by the doorway to the bedroom.

"Maybe you should take a hint, Klaus," said Elena, her eyes narrowed in hatred.

"Stay out of it, doppleganger," he spat, glancing at her, before turning his head back to the door.

Elena watched on as they both yelled from both sides of the door, not believing what she was seeing.

"C'mon love, this has gone on long enough. Just open the door, you know I can break through it," said Klaus with a sigh, his lips pursed in annoyance.

Caroline sniffled, her emotions running wild with him being her. After five years, he still made her feel this way.

"I told you it was over, Klaus," she yelled.

"And I'm telling you I don't care," he said angrily. "Now open this bloody door, now!"

"How did you even find out I was here?" she exclaimed, just realising now that he should have no idea.

Elena's eyes widened as she ran out of the room to search for her phone. She found it to see several messages from Damon. She'd left it at the hotel when they went shopping. She walked back in.

"Damon told him," said Elena's voice.

Caroline frowned. "Why would he?"

Elena wasn't sure why. She had thought out of everyone, Damon would be the only one to not tell Klaus something like that. But maybe he saw what everyone else did, that Caroline was broken without him.

Caroline tragically loved that evil son of a bitch.

"Just come out...please," said Klaus softly, pleadingly, his forehead and palm leaning against the door.

Elena watched him and couldn't help but sadly smile. She had been prepared to defend Caroline, if that's what she wanted. But who was she to get in the middle of love?

Hell, she was the queen of love, what with having Stefan and Damon in her life. Obviously she had just chosen to be with Damon, but it took them years to get over their love triangle. Stefan stuck around because they were best friends and he liked being around Damon since they had gotten quite close over the years, but in the end, she had chosen Damon. Stefan didn't want to get in the middle of that and Elena wasn't going to do it either.

It really was a sight to see. Klaus, the evil Original, leaning against the door, begging for her best friend to open it so he could talk to her. She had no doubts that he could simply force himself into the bathroom with no effort, but he was choosing to let Caroline do it in her own time.

Why was she okay with this scene? How could she be? But it all came down to Caroline. Elena had known that Caroline had been through a lot when in Mystic Falls; they all had. But she had never really fully thought about just how much Caroline had suffered too.

Caroline was Caroline. Bubbly, leader of several committees, cheerleader, Miss Mystic Falls. It wasn't until Caroline left that it made Elena really think about why she had left. It made her remember the things she had been through, what she had done for Elena and it was then that she really wished for Caroline's happiness.

Damon had always made Caroline be the distraction for Klaus, that in itself would have been risky. She lied to Klaus for them, she'd been tortured by her father for being a vampire and by Jules and the werewolves, her own mother had once disowned her and even Damon had used her but she had soldiered on. Tyler had broken up with her because of Klaus. And then she moved away so that she wouldn't betray her friends because of the feelings she had for Klaus.

So yes, she could tolerate this situation after fifty years because she wanted Caroline to have her happy ending, like she had. She may not like who Caroline loved, but she had to sacrifice her feelings for her.

"Why should I?" asked Caroline, her voice bringing Elena from her reverie.

Elena walked out, sitting on the couch in the loungeroom. She should really go, but would stay in case Caroline was strong enough to get Klaus to leave.

Klaus sighed. "Because. You know you can't leave me Caroline. We always fight, but I always find you," he said with a sigh. "Just come out and we'll talk about it."

Caroline was sitting on the top of the toilet seat, with her head in her hands. She wiped some of the tears away, deciding to get this over with.

She was going to be strong. She was going to tell him it was over. She refused to be just someone he would spend his time with in order to make his days living for all eternity to go by faster.

Suddenly the door opened, causing Klaus to back away a bit in surprise. He took in her appearance. She looked good, she always did...aside from the tears. Her hair was a bit longer, curled as usual and she wore skinny jeans and a tight fitting white tank top at the moment. Though her eye make up was ruined from all the crying she'd just done.

"Sweetheart," he said quietly, his gaze softened at the sight of her.

"Don't sweetheart me, you jerk! I told you, its over!" she yelled, going over to her suitcase to finish packing.

Klaus followed her movements and raised an eyebrow.

"You know you don't mean it, love," he said in an amused tone. "C'mon, I'm over our last spat. I've been five years over it."

Caroline placed one of her new shirts in the suitcase and glared at him. "Yeah? Well I'm not! You lied to me! You will never be satisfied unless you have your hybrids or other minions researching shit that doesn't matter anymore, Klaus."

She shoved some more clothes into the suit case and then picked up some other bags she had got from the store today.

Klaus sighed audibly, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"You don't understand, I just...I can't just let things go. My existance exists because I'm cautious. I've never had to worry about anyone else but me before, not unless it was part of some plan I had," said Klaus as he sat on the other bed.

Caroline looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. She placed another piece of clothing into her suitcase before folding her arms across her chest with a stern look upon her face.

"But you always have a plan, don't you?" she said angrily, her lips pursed.

"No. Not for a long time, love. I've lived for over a thousand years, Caroline, you know that. I've told you numerous things about my past, things I've never told anyone because I've never wanted anyone else to know. I can't just give all my beliefs away over night," said Klaus, looking up at her, trying to get her to understand.

Caroline sighed and walked around to the other side of the bed he was sitting on and sat on the other side. Their backs faced each other as they both came to terms with their disfuctional relationship.

"I don't trust anyone, Caroline. Never have. I've said that before," he said, after a moment of silence.

"I know," said Caroline sadly. "That's why we can never be together. Because you'll never trust me...you'll never love me. And I realise now, its selfish of me to want you to love me. I've never said this before because I try to suppress this childish notion I used to have a long time ago, but, I've never been anyone's first pick. I used to try so hard for people to notice me when I was human but it never worked. So when I became a vampire, I guess, I just accepted it and moved on and now I don't even care if I'm overlooked. I promised myself, after Tyler, that I would never fall in love again but then you found me and I guess I forgot. I tragically loved you knowing that you would never love me back and that's why I'm a fool, Klaus," she said with tears in her eyes as she turned her head slightly to look at him.

Klaus listened to her words and shook his head. He looked over at her sitting behind him.

"You're wrong. That small backwater town didn't deserve you, love. I don't deserve you. But, I can't live without you. I know that now," he said, getting up off his side of the bed and stood in front of her.

She looked up at him as he bent down on his knees in front of her. He cupped her cheeks with his hands as he positioned his body in between her legs, forcing her to look down at him.

I'm a fool, I'm a fool, she kept thinking as he leant up and kissed her. But she didn't stop him. He pulled back to look at her reaction.

Caroline shook her head. She couldn't do this. Not anymore. She always was an idiot for forgiving him every time, but she wouldn't let him do this to her anymore. She pushed him away and got up quickly, heading for the door.

Klaus was up in a second and used his vampire speed to go after her. She opened the door and walked down the hall but Klaus was hot on her heels, leaving Elena sitting on the couch with her own tears running down her face.

She had listened to the whole thing and it broke her heart just listening to their sad argument.

"Caroline, please. Just listen to me," said Klaus, following her close behind.

"No. I'm being strong, I have to stay away from you. I won't be strung along, I won't!" she exclaimed as she stopped at the lift to go down. She pressed the 'down' button as Klaus pushed her shoulder back so she would face him.

"You're not! I just-I can't live without you, please, Caroline...please just don't leave me. I promise I won't kill anyone, I won't research the doppleganger line anymore...none of that, if you will just stay with me," he said desperately, his eyes begging her to forgive him.

She could see tears in his eyes too, but she wasn't sure if she could believe his promises.

"How can you say that? You said you didn't love me, that you never would!" she exclaimed, her emerald orbs searching his face for answers, hoping that he would prove her wrong.

Klaus pursed his lips, trying to get over his thousand year old ways and realising that if Caroline stayed with him forever; loved him, that he could find that he didn't need anything else anymore.

"That's true, but don't you see? Do you think that I would go to all this trouble if I didn't?! You're so infuriating...always challenging me, never just letting us bloody well be!" he yelled, just simply frustrated with this whole situation. "But that's why I fancied you in the first place, sweetheart."

Caroline's eyes widened at his revelation. He did love her.

"W-what are you saying?" she said, thinking that maybe she heard it wrong since he didn't actually say those 'three words'.

Klaus sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose as he always did when he was annoyed. "Bloody hell, Caroline. I love you, okay?! I'm not saying it again where people can hear me!"

Suddenly Caroline jumped into his arms, luckily he caught her by her bottom with his quick reflexes, and she kissed him fervently, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips.

He kissed her back passionately, just happy that she had forgiven him. Suddenly she pulled back and just looked into his blue orbs with a happy smile upon her face.

"The big bad hybrid saying I love you," she laughed. "Its nothing to be ashamed of, silly."

Klaus scowled. "Caroline, if you want me to ever say it again, I suggest you don't jest about it."

Caroline laughed and placed her lips against his again, placing her hands on his cheeks. She missed his facial stubble, his lips, the dimples...just, everything. She missed him.

Suddenly she heard someone clear their throat.

"Um. So I guess our trip is over?" asked Elena whom had spotted the couple kissing in the hallway. "And I'm pretty sure people can hear you."

Ten years had passed. They were back in Mystic Falls for a while as her mother was sick and needed attention. Most people had forgotten about her and the Mikaelson's, except for Matt and Bonnie and a few others. After all, it had been over sixty years now since her departure from the small town.

Currently she was organising a reunion which was invite only. So really only friends and family were invited. She was whizzing around, organising catering, materials for decorations, music etcetera.

It was to be held in the Mikaelson mansion, which they still owned. She had invited his whole family, those that were left, including her friends. Elena, Matt, Bonnie, Stefan, Damon, Tyler, Hayley and some people from town to fill in the gaps. It was a ball and since having a ball was a dying tradition, she decided it would be fitting since the last time the Mikaelson's held one, they were at war...with them.

"Klaus!" she yelled from down in the foyer while looking at a clipboard. People were currently going in and out of the house with various items, but she was running out of time.

Klaus still had some of his hybrids whom had stuck around despite not having the sire bond anymore. It appeared he really had wanted them for company, it would seem, as Rebekah had pointed out once or twice sixty years ago.

"Yes," he sighed, coming to the balustrade at the top of the house, looking down at her with a smile.

"Can you help your hybrids bring in the decorations please?" she exclaimed in annoyance, her emerald orbs sparkling with urgency. She was clearly stressed, he could see that a mile away.

Klaus raised an eyebrow. "Love, I'm in the middle of a painting."

Caroline glared at him angrily. "Fine! I'll be down in a moment. Isn't Rebekah here yet?" he asked.

"Yes, but she's getting ready, which is what I should be doing now!"

Klaus never got to finish his painting, much to his annoyance. But being in love with Caroline Forbes meant he had to deal with helping her with organising such parties. It made her happy, so he did it anyway.

OOO-OOO

"Wow," smiled Elena as she entered the foyer. Some light classical music was being played in the background.

Damon, whom had his arm linked with hers, sighed in annoyance.

"Lets just get this over with," he drawled, resulting in an elbow from Elena.

"If I have to be here, so do you brother, so stop complaining. I know its weird for you not to be plotting at these type of events so try to behave," smiled Stefan from beside him.

Damon glared at him. "Don't make me hit you, little brother," snapped Damon.

"I can't see her," pouted Elena. "Wonder where she is."

Elena walked further into the room to see Elijah Mikaelson, chatting with some older man. Upon closer inspection, she realised it was Matt.

"Elena!" he said, hugging her closely. "God, its been forever since I've seen you."

Damon went straight for the wine which was being delivered by several serving staff, nodding to Elijah. "Damon," said Elijah politely. "Not planning to kill us tonight?"

Damon smirked, taking a large gulp of wine. "Don't tempt me. I would but then Blondie might kill me," he joked, causing Elijah's lips to curl up into an amused smile.

"Yes, she would," said a haughty voice from beside him.

"Ah, Original Blondie," said Damon distastefully as he gulped the rest of his wine down, placing the empty glass on a nearby table.

"Damon," she greeted with equal dislike. "I'd say its nice seeing you, but I'd be lying."

Elijah sighed. "Lets keep it friendly, for Caroline's sake," said Elijah, not really knowing too much about the girl, but if Klaus loved her, she had to be something special for causing him to give up his life of killing and plotting.

He had been very worried a long time ago, thinking that Klaus would never find happiness and would eventually die screaming and alone, somehow. He had been going down a very dark path and had been for a thousand years. Most of his siblings, including himself, were as well. But as time went on, he found that he could live without draining people for fun; without killing people, unless they were threatening his goals. Rebekah had just wanted to be loved, Finn had wanted to die and Kol had simply wanted to enjoy women and to party. But Klaus was the one to worry about.

Elijah had thought that he would eventually piss someone off so much that they would discover a way to end his life, permanently, other the last white oak stake which was now in Klaus' possession.

And then there was Caroline. He had heard from Rebekah a few years ago about how Klaus kept following her around the world everytime they had a fight. It truly baffled him as to why Klaus bothered, he supposed he would find out tonight.

"Well, I have to say she's done a good job. Not that I like her or anything. But, the place looks good," said Rebekah as her eyes wandered around the room.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Excuse me, I'm off to find actual company," he said rudely.

It was clear they would never really be friends with the Mikaelson's. They could only tolerate each other, even after sixty years. It may take them a thousand years to be over their misgivings with the other.

"What a prat," spat Rebekah, watching Damon saunter off to stand next to Stefan whom was talking to Bonnie near some ice feature of a horse.

"Well, not much has changed in sixty years it seems," said Elijah, taking a sip of wine.

"Well, we're all in a room together without one or the other trying to kill the other," said a voice from beside them.

Rebekah's eyes lit up. "Nik!" she exclaimed, walking over to embrace him.

Elijah smiled. "Niklaus. How are you faring?"

Klaus looked around the room, trying to spot Caroline, but so far, he couldn't see her. He masked his disappointment and turned to his brother.

"Well brother. I'm kept busy, I assure you," said Klaus as he picked up a glass of wine.

Rebekah laughed. "So Caroline hasn't left you again then?" joked Rebekah with a laugh, causing Klaus to glare at her in annoyance.

"No. She won't be leaving again," he said 'matter-of-factly', turning away to keep an eye on the crowd.

He wore a black suit with a red tie tonight because Caroline had said she was wearing a red dress. He hadn't seen her yet, and it was beginning to annoy him.

Elijah smirked. "So. Where is Caroline then? She's hosted a lovely ball so far," said Elijah with a smile, trying to spot her in the room, but failing.

"She's probably bossing some fool around as she always does," said Rebekah with a roll of the eyes, thinking of Klaus immediately.

"Bekah," warned Klaus, when suddenly his eyes fell upon the person whom was walking down the staircase. His eyes followed her every movement and his breath hitched.

Her beautiful long blonde locks were held up by a silver pin at the back with a few curls falling to either side of her face. She wore a long red halter neck satin dress, with an 'A' line, 'V' neck and had a top empire waist line which was made of pure diamonds. They came all around the back to the middle, just under her breasts where a pure silver brooch sat, encrusted with diamonds. The rest of the dress fell to the floor elegantly.

It caused Klaus to smile because it was a thousand dollars well spent. He was determined that no one on this earth could look as beautiful as she did and didn't even need to be wearing an expensive dress for him to see that - not that it didn't help of course. He noticed she wore red lipstick to match, long white gloves and a set of pearls around her neck. He had bought those for her a few years back in Paris when they had been separated, but had given them to her ten years ago after they got back together.

"She's beautiful isn't she?" breathed Klaus, entranced by every step she took as she came to the bottom of the stairs.

Elijah watched his reaction with a raised eyebrow as he exchanged a look with Rebekah whom rolled her eyes.

"Oh God! Can you eye-sex her elsewhere please? I need a drink, good bye," said Rebekah in an annoyed tone before leaving her two siblings.

Elijah looked over to see Caroline going over to a waiter, bossing him around it seemed. She then made her way over to other waiter and began to talk to him, pointing at the kitchen.

Caroline then made her way over to Elena, giving her a hug but then it seemed she excused herself to greet some other guests. Finally she made her way over to them and greeted Elijah with a bright smile.

"Hello Caroline, its lovely to see you," he said politely as he always did, but was always cautious with her, not really knowing if he could trust her or not.

He was old and had seen many things, so it was going to take him a long time to finally really trust one of the people whom tried to kill his siblings. Even if she was in love with his brother. But would it last? From what he'd heard, they were always breaking up and then Klaus would go and find her again. She could be using him for all he knew, but from what he'd seen, he dearly hoped that wasn't true. From what he'd seen so far, he could understand the allure she had for his brother.

Caroline was full of light, any idiot could see that.

"I'm glad you came. So...you can still do that thing I asked you to do?" she asked hesitantly, causing Klaus from beside him to frown.

"What did you ask him to do, love?" he asked, sort of miffed that she hadn't asked him.

"Oh, the speech. I'm so horrible at those things, I failed the oral I had in History class...miserably," said Caroline, her face scrunched up just thinking about it.

Elijah smiled and nodded. "Its fine, Caroline. I can manage that," he said. "But I'm not sure why you ask me when there is also Rebekah and Niklaus here."

Caroline laughed and shook her head, causing her curls to bounce at the movement. "He's too shy," she said as she pointed to Klaus, whom merely glared at her. "I mean, threatening people is a different story, but crowds? Really?"

Elijah couldn't help but chuckle. Yes, she was right. "Of course. Well, I see Kol has arrived, I think I will go and greet him before things go awry," said Elijah with a nod.

Suddenly Klaus' arms were around her waist, his lips on her delicatae neck. She leaned into him with a sigh.

"I missed you. I was beginning to think you weren't going to your own party," he said with a smile, placing a small kiss on her temple from behind.

Caroline smiled as she placed a hand on his cheek while leaning back into him. "Hmm, I missed you too, but this is more important. This may be our last chance to see our friends. Bonnie will last a while longer but Matt? He looks frail," she said sadly, turning around to wrap her arms around his neck.

She leaned up and kissed him softly with a smile upon her face.

"You do realise there are people in the room, don'tcha Blondie?" said a voice from behind, causing Klaus to groan.

Caroline pulled away from Klaus quickly and turned to face Damon, who seemed a bit tipsy now. She glared at him.

"Damon, I swear if you ruin my party, I will break your neck," she hissed, trying not to let anyone hear her nasty side.

She was very protective of parties she had organised. She put her tears and sweat into this shindig and she wouldn't let anyone, even a close friend, ruin that.

Klaus, whom was still holding one of her hands, glared at Damon warningly.

"Whoa Blondie! I'm just taking advantage of the free booze, plus, I doubt you could do that," he laughed, finishing the last of his current wine glass before placing it on a passing waiter's plate as she walked by.

Caroline seethed with narrowed eyes, just imagining Damon starting a fight with someone and causing a ruckus. Klaus stepped out from behind Caroline with a smile.

"Damon, if you ruin her night, you ruin mine. So therefore, if you do anything to upset her, I will be happy to oblige her by breaking your neck since she is unable," smirked Klaus.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Really? And here I thought this was going to be a different sort of ball you Mikaelson's were holding where nobody threatened anyone or plotted to kill one another. Clearly I was wrong. But I like it. Reminds me of old times," winked Damon jokingly. "C'mon pal, surely we don't need to get into this with Caroline here. I'm sure she'd like to hear all about your visit to Montreal."

Klaus' eyes widened for a second before narrowing dangerously. He began to seeth with anger. So far they had a silent agreement about not telling Caroline about his little torture session with Damon, clearly Damon had forgotten that in his drunk stupor. Well, after the night was over, he would be reminding him of that.

Immediately Caroline looked up at Klaus with a questioning look. Klaus was really feeling like just breaking Damon's neck right now because once Caroline got that look on her face, he knew he was in for an arguement.

Caroline sighed. "We'll discuss this later," she said in a clipped tone. "Damon, go to Elena its nearly time for the dancing."

Damon saluted with two fingers before walking past a few people to get to Elena. Caroline looked to Klaus authoritively. "You get one dance, that's it."

Klaus looked at her incredulously. "Sweetheart, you're not serious," he moaned as she began to walk off into the crowd, but he followed.

"Oh, I'm deadly serious. The last time we were here, that was the deal and so we can't break tradition," she said, but really she was pissed that there was yet another something Klaus hadn't told her.

"Love, come on, I'm sorry. I'll tell you afterwards, I promise," he pleaded, not believing he could survive the night if he didn't get more than one dance.

He hated thinking of any other man touching her, but that was a good possibility at a ball. However, that didn't mean he would only get the pleasure of one dance. No, he wouldn't accept that.

Caroline stopped a few metres away from where Elijah and Kol were talking, and turned back to Klaus, pursing her lips in thought. Suddenly she smiled and walked forward to place a kiss on the side of his jaw.

"Alright," she said softly, so that only he could hear it over the music and chatter amongst the room.

This left Klaus baffled. So she was okay with him telling about Montreal afterward, but did he get more than one dance?

"Caroline," said Klaus in annoyance, grabbing her arm before they were in front of his brothers.

"Alright fine, more than one dance," she smiled cheekily, quickly glancing back at him before continuing forward.

"Ah! So this is the hostess! And what a beauty you are! Still hot as ever," smirked Kol as he lifted her gloved hand to place a kiss upon it.

She was surprised he came to be honest. Klaus had always told her he was a loose cannon, not really liking family reunions.

Caroline smiled awkwardly, taking her hand away.

"Do that again brother and I will officially be ruining my girlfriend's night," growled Klaus, staring daggers at his younger brother.

Kol simply laughed in amusement, Elijah sighed audibly and grabbed another drink from a waitress and Caroline glared up at Klaus.

She placed a hand on his arm, warning him not to do anything before turning to Elijah with a smile.

"Are you ready? I'd like to go dance," she said and she couldn't feel excited to dance her night away.

Caroline had never been happier at the moment and she had a feeling it would continue for a while at least. This party was like the beginning of something great, she could feel it. It was why she had wanted to do it. Matt was seventy something years old, she wasn't sure, but you could see he had aged. But that was the human life; short. Bonnie still looked young since she had done the spell to slow her aging, but she definitely looked older.

Her mother was sick, which was why she was here in the first place, and she feared that soon she would be gone too. She was blessed that Elena, Stefan and Damon would always be around, provided they didn't get killed by a hunter or something more unfortunate, but she would have friends for all eternity.

And then there was Klaus. Just thinking about him made her feel warm inside, knowing that the one you love will be with you forever.

So this ball was very important to her. She would dance, she would laugh, she would burn this image into her mind because this may be the last time she could go to something like this with all her friends.

OOO-OOO

"Thought I'd missed you out there," said a voice from behind her.

It was Stefan.

Caroline smiled. "Yep, sometimes you need a break. Was just thinking I guess."

She was standing on the balcony and leaning agiainst the baulstrade, looking up at the stars. Moments passed and finally Stefan had to ask.

"Do you really know what you're doing, Caroline?"

She frowned and turned to looked at him. "Yes...why wouldn't I?"

"Its Klaus, Caroline," he said.

Elijah had seen Caroline walk out here and had just gotten free from some man whom he cared nothing about to come and talk to her privately. However, someone else was occupying her time. He was about to walk away, when he heard Klaus' name.

And so he did a dishonerable thing and began to listen to their conversation from the otherside of the door.

"God! Why do people always ask this?" she sighed in annoyance, glaring up at Stefan with her emerald orbs.

"You know why Caroline. Do you really think he'll change?" he asked, as he looked up at the sky with his hands in his suit pant pockets.

Caroline laughed. "You wouldn't understand. None of you do. I mean, how could you? You don't see it, but I do. Klaus is so special," began Caroline as she turned from facing the sky and leaned her back against the balustrade, staring at the ground with her arms folded over her chest.

Stefan had frowned at her odd description of the man whom he thought only to be evil. But he kept listening since he was really interested to hear what she had to say.

"He is special because he is really a kind person, underneath the a thousand year old hybrid. There is Klaus and then there is the man he used to be. The man he used to be, the one you and the others know, is the one who killed Elena's aunt, the one who almost drained Elena for her doppleganger blood, the man who took you away to Chicago and turned you back into a Ripper, the one who threatens people to get what he wants...and the man who kept hybrids because he was scared of being alone," explained Caroline, not really liking the way it sounded. The things he had done.

"And there is Klaus. The man he is now. The man who makes me happy, the man who goes to the grocery store for me, makes sure I get the best of everything despite me never wanting such frivolous things. The man who holds me so tenderly, who makes me laugh, sits through all my bitching and crying and yelling and runs after me."

Stefan had now turned to Caroline, deep in thought.

"I saw Klaus for the first time, back when Silas was a threat. I mean, the allure was always there but I didn't think I really cared for him and at the time I didn't. And then when Tyler asked me to distract him, I did. But when I was, he truly was happy to see me, to be around me. He always gave me sweet compliments...he made me feel special. But I held all that in because I didn't want to betray any of you. Then he found out and he didn't want to see me again, it made me feel horrible; guilty. A guilt I never thought I would have felt for a man like that. So after Silas was dealt with I left because I knew what I felt and I knew it was wrong. The reason I truly left was because I knew that if he kept tempting me, I would give in and eventually I would betray you all, so I did the only thing I could to not betray anyone. And then he found me ten years later. You know the story from there."

Stefan took in what she said, knowing that what she had done was right. But he knew what it was like to love someone and wish that you didn't. It was called a tragic love, or at least, that's what he believed.

"So, if he is what you say he is, why did you keep leaving him Care?" he asked, truly not understanding.

Caroline sighed. "Because I loved him. After two years of spending constant time with him, I fell in love with him," she said with a sad smile, looking up at Stefan now. "But he didn't love me back."

Stefan's eyes widened. "Then why did you keep going back? Do you know how stupid that sounds?"

Caroline laughed bitterly. "I know! But I couldn't help it. When you love someone, like I did...do, you can't say no. I always forgave him, for what ever it was at the time that I was upset about. But after so many times of him saying that he would never love me, I guess, I knew deep in my heart that I was a fool. But you know what? I think he did, even before he had said it. Because he always came back for me."

Stefan nodded, finally beginning to truly understand her sad tale. "And you had fifty years of that shit to deal with."

Caroline shook her head. "It wasn't shit, Stefan. Its called love."

Stefan rolled his eyes. "So he loves you now?"

She nodded. "Yep. Elena was there when it happened which is embarrassing in itself," she laughed.

"But how do you know he's not lying?" asked Stefan, moving toward her to look into her eyes.

Caroline smiled knowingly. "Because I know. He's good to me Stefan, that's all you need to know."

He sighed. "I guess. I mean, its been over sixty years so a lot of our hate has died down, but Caroline. We will never get along with him and I'm sorry, but the Mikaelson's will always be our rivals. They're not our enemies anymore, but if something were to happen...to you, we could easily become enemies again," warned Stefan, still holding a lot of grudges against all of the Mikaelson's. Not just Klaus.

Caroline's smile faded and she nodded sadly, but she could expect no more. "I know. I love him though. I'm happy and I think he's happy too. But promise me that if I die, you won't jump to the conclusion that it was Klaus. He would never do that to me-"

"You don't know that!" yelled Stefan angrily, grabbing her shoulders hard. "I may have seemed accepting, Care, but I'm not. I was just reserved about your relationship but the bottom line is, he will always be a monster to me."

Caroline gasped as his grip tightened.

"Is there a problem here?" asked Elijah's calm voice from the doorway.

Stefan glared at him and released Caroline.

"No," spat Stefan before storming out of the area and in toward the crowd of people inside, having the time of their life.

Caroline clutched her shoulders and smiled up at Elijah.

"Did you dance?" she asked, trying to make conversation.

Elijah smiled and nodded. "Yes. You have organised a wonderful event," he said, looking down at her to see that she held a fake smile. She was shaken up, he could see that. "Don't listen to him."

Caroline looked up with her eyes wide. "Y-you heard..."

He simply nodded. "It is amusing to hear such an epic tale, coming from a member of the group whom tried to kill us sixty years ago. I came to this ball, thinking you to be somehow manipulating him or using him, but I find that you are genuine. When I saw you save Klaus in the woods when the hunter was about to kill him back then, it had piqued my interest. I never thought, however, that you would end up falling for a man like him. But I see the man that he shows you and then the man that he shows everyone else," explained Elijah.

"Elijah...please don't tell him about this. I don't want him to do something horrible to Stefan," said Caroline, looking up at him pleadingly.

"Now why would I do that?" asked his voice from beside them, his eyes glaring at Elijah.

"Oh, nothing to worry about Niklaus. Just a little altercation that has been since defused," smiled Elijah, placing a hand on Caroline's shoulder before taking his leave.

Klaus turned to her and she smiled up at him.

"Don't do that, Caroline. What happened?" he asked, trying to hold his anger.

"Nothing. We'll talk about this later...when you tell me about your trip to Montreal," countered Caroline with a challenging glint in her eye. "But for now, lets dance."

He abliged. For now.

Caroline awoke in their bed, the sheets halfway down her body allowing her bare back to be exposed. Her hand rested on Klaus' chest, her head laying on his upper collar bone with her outer leg intwined with one of his own and his arm embraced her around her bare back with his hand resting around her lower hip, intimately.

She began to move, causing Klaus to hold her more firmly to his body.

"Klaus," she moaned.

He didn't respond, hoping that she would just fall back asleep. It seemed there was no such thing as a sleep in these days.

"What?" he said tiredly.

"I have to get up. Plus, you have some talking to do. I tried that last night but we all know where that lead," she said, feeling flushed just thinking about it.

Klaus smirked at her last comment. "Well, it was the least you could do seeing how I had to deal with many wretched situations last night, love."

Caroline pouted as she looked up at him, their faces inches apart. "You didn't have to snap at your brother. Maybe he wouldn't have run off and you wouldn't have had to go pick him up before he killed someone."

"Oh please. He would have done it regardless. Elijah should have been the one to do it, since he's meant to be moral and all that. And don't get me started on Rebekah's performance last night," thought Klaus, closing his eyes, trying to burn the image from his mind.

Caroline laughed. "Oh yes! I forgot. Stefan and Rebekah had a bit to drink though...it was sort of romantic," sighed Caroline with a smile.

"Romantic?! In our linen closet? Really, sweetheart, I don't understand your take on romance," said Klaus as he placed a soft kiss on top of her head and moved some of her blonde curls out of her face.

"Elena keeps telling me that we are romantic. She said its tragic though...so I guess, I tragically love you," smiled Caroline, placing a small kiss on his jaw.

He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, causing her to reciprocate, bringing her hand up to his face.

He pulled away, thinking of just how he managed to ensnare such a beautiful vision, such as Caroline. It was ludicrous really.

"Well, I did chase you all over the world, several times, it was obviously because I tragically love you," he said, thinking about those times and how glad he was that he knew she would never leave him again.

Because he loved her. Truly.

"The tragedy that is us," said Caroline thoughtfully.

"Yes. Now what happened last night with you and Stefan?" he asked, looking down at her sternly.

"What happened in Montreal?"

"I asked first," said Klaus with a smirk.

Caroline sighed. "Okay. Now, don't get mad..."

Ten minutes had passed as Caroline told him what had happened. He flew out of bed in a mad rush, pulling on his black jeans and shirt that lay vacantly across the room in various places, all the while thinking of the best weapon to take with him.

Perhaps a sword? No...too 1400's. A knife dipped in vervain? No, too cliche, thought Klaus as he buttoned up his pants.

"Klaus! Don't!" she exclaimed as she got up with the sheet from the bed wrapped around her body and placed a palm on his chest.

"I'll kill him! I'll rip out his heart and shove it down his throat!" he screamed angrily.

"Please Klaus...don't," she pleaded, looking up at him. "He was just looking out for me, I don't think he meant to-"

"Bloody hell Caroline! Why do you let those waste of space Salvator's treat you like that?!" he exclaimed angrily, but Caroline shook her head.

"Its not like that. They're my friends, please don't hurt them," she said softly.

He looked into her eyes and his shoulders sagged a bit.

"Well, I think its time I told you about Montreal," said Klaus, his eyes never leaving Caroline's.

"Okay, go on," urged Caroline, her eyes narrowed in suspicion that she may get very mad at any moment.

Klaus smiled goofily for a moment, rubbing the back of his curly blonde hair with a hand.

"Here's the thing..."

Ten minutes after his confession, Caroline dropped the sheet and started yelling at him.

"You idiot! How could you do that to Damon?" she yelled angrily, pacing the room in the nude and kept yelling at him.

As she paced and said something angrily to him, she would point and scream, then go back to pacing. However, Klaus was somewhat distracted, his eyes focusing on a position underneath her face. 'They' were bouncing with every movement she made. Suddenly she realised what he was looking at and got even more furious.

"God! Have you listened to anything I've fucking said Klaus?!" she screamed at him, but still, his focus was elsewhere. He had a permanent smile on his face.

She was so beautiful, even when she was mad at him. Her body was just perfect and he wanted to touch her so bad.

Suddenly she was on the bed with Klaus on top, kissing her. And for a moment, she indulged him, closing her eyes and beginning to moan before she remembered that she was angry. She pushed him away.

"I'm angry, you douche! You can't get away with what you did!" she exclaimed, but Klaus merely smirked.

"I know you're angry sweetheart, but it makes you look even more lovely than you already do," he said as his smirk began to irritate her.

He began to kiss her again and every time she would interrupt him with a word, but he would just cover her mouth with his. Eventually she gave in.

OOO-OOO

They lay upon the bed, for the second time that morning, catching their breath. She lay in the same position as she had woken up in.

"I mean it Klaus. You can't just go around doing stuff like that...torturing people," said Caroline sternly.

Klaus sighed. "I know, but you can hardly count Damon as a person," mocked Klaus, earning him a soft slap on the chest.

"He is a person. He's my friend. I know you'll never like my friends, but at least be civil and don't go torturing or threatening to kill them please," said Caroline in a frustrated tone.

"Alright. I won't. But at the time, I was desperate. Damon happened to be there and I took the opportunity," he said with a shrug. "I didn't like that I couldn't find you, love."

Caroline nodded. "I see what you're saying, but it was necessary. If you had really not loved me, I would have stayed hidden."

"I know. But I can't live without you."

Caroline smiled. "I know. But you always found me. I guess it sort of was romantic, knowing you'd always come for me."

"Always."

A/N: Well, that's it. The end! I'm sorry again cos its long! And its late, was meant to have this up yesterday :S I know its sappy at the end, but you have to put this into perspective, its been like over sixty years since the main plot and if Caroline and Klaus truly loved each other, I really could see it ending that way. I mean, it took a lot for Klaus to leave behind his old ideals, but it could be done if she really loved him. Truly. And in this fic, she does. So, I guess I can imagine that would be how it would go. Anyway, please read and review and tell me what you guys think :)