They didn'tstay in one place for long. Cami thought that by going to different places their minds would be slightly busy, and for Klaus that worked. At least for a month before Cami got a little restless and they decided to stay in Denver.

They didn't really say much, although Cami was anxious to talk. She needed to know how he was feeling. She needed to know if he was okay. But he seemed more at peace, as he always did with her. He smiled when he talked to her, laughed more.

"You know, dear, we could go anywhere in the world you want to." He said, looking out the window as Cami was attending to the furnace.

"I like it here. It's beautiful." Cami joined him on the sofa, and her eyes just trail his face.

"We could keep staying here, if you want." His eyes met hers and the world slowed.

"That would be like hiding. We have to go back eventually. It's your home, and eventually you'll have to see your family again." He seemed disappointed as he turned away from her, and she smiles softly.

"We can stay here until you're ready to go back. When the future doesn't seem so harmful for her. And you'll always have me." She puts her hand over his, and he squeezed it.

She feels like they are starting to get somewhere.

They start sharing the same bed, her excuse is for warmth. He sleeps in fits, nightmares and flashbacks and she holds him tightly, letting him know that she is right here. And sometimes when they are just lying there, their hands intertwined, she asks him, "Are you missing her?"

His silence is a yes and she lays her head on his shoulder.

She talks to Elijah from time to time, Klaus refuses. Whether it's in anger or remorse, she doesn't know but she updates him on everything.

"Sounds like he's in a pretty good place." Elijah says quietly and she sighs.

"I don't think we are quite there yet, Elijah. But we are getting somewhere."

"Are you together yet?" He asks, and Cami laughs, earning a chuckle from him.

"I don't think that is where his mind is, Elijah."

"You have time." He concedes and she smiles.

"As long as it takes."

He takes her out on a Sunday night, the lights twinkling above. They talk about anything under the sun, and a man with flowers hands one to Klaus.

"For your pretty girlfriend." and she could have sworn she saw him beam, thanking him politely before turning and sticking the flower behind her ear.

Cami's heart skips several heartbeats, and she wonders if it could always be this way.

He helps her cook, and she admires how well he can cook. He talks quietly to her and she wonders if this is him, the one behind the insane dictator. He laughs at something, and her hand slowly puts the knife she is holding. He's still talking and she puts her arms on his shoulders and he stops. Time stops, and he just looks at her with warmth and she reaches up, and he steps closer to her.

"Camille." He breathes, like a prayer, and Africa by Toto is playing in the distance. He can taste her breath, and he's not sure what she wants. They had this dynamic, simple yet complicated but he loves her, god he loves her. Wants her. Needs her.

"Kiss me." Klaus whispers, and she does.

Everything is deadly calm before the storm. She saw this coming, one day he would break beneath the things he was hiding.

He finds the pictures of Hope sent to her by Elijah.

He just starts breaking things in rage and she tells him to take it outside, get it out of his system. And when he was ready he could talk to her.

But it had been hours since then, and he wasn't back yet. She was worried about him, and worried for the people around him.

So she goes out to look for him, and as she's walking it begins to get dark. Cami decides to turn around, but slips and falls. The world grows despairingly black, but she sees yellow eyes and falls into the night.

She wakes up with a killer headache but she's warm and she knows he's home.

"You scared me." He pulls her closer to him, and she sighs.

"I worried about you."

"I would have come home," He runs his fingers through her hair, "I would always come back to you."

She smiles softly, snuggling into him.

"I believe you."

They still had miles to go.