A/n: Part 2 of Stay with Me :) My title is atrocious. -_- I'm so sorry for taking so long to post the next part. I was on vacation the last couple weeks and had a little writer's block when I got back. Thank you so much to those of you who reviewed and the good feedback! I'm glad you liked the first part.

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Airplanes scare her. Taking off into the wide open sky where there are so many unknown possibilities gives her a kind of fear that she can't deny. Landing also scares her. It feels as if you're hurdling an abyss of nothingness until you hit the rough ground. The sudden unexpected turbulence annoys her. It seems as if every time she's just about to fall asleep the turbulence starts right back up again.

She's fed up. She hasn't slept in over a day. Not since her encounter with Rebekah and not since she decided to go back home.

A man named Richard sits next to her on the plane. He's in his late 20's and wearing blue polo. She pretends not to notice his staring. In the second hour of the flight he asks for her name and she doesn't respond. He asks to buy her a drink and she ignores him then to. He reaches his hand out to get her attention and she grabs his wrist. She turns to look at him and compels him to find another seat.

The old Caroline would have enjoyed an attractive man vying for her attention. But she wasn't that person anymore. She closes her eyes and tries to sleep until the turbulence returns. She sighs and looks outside the window. She shuts her eyes and shuts out the brightness.

When she opens her eyes again the folded papers that Rebekah gave her outside of the museum are in her hands. She didn't know how it happened. She must have done is subconsciously. She closes her eyes again wishing for them to disappear just as easily as they appeared and when they don't she exhales a breath she didn't know she was holding and stares at folded papers. When she opens them a lump forms in her throat. The drawings of her were expected. What she didn't expect was for them to be so beautiful. She didn't expect for them to surprise her. She flips through the pages as the lump in her throat gets bigger and bigger. She can't breathe anymore. She's not supposed to feel this way. There's this feeling in the pit of her stomach that just makes her feel alive. She hasn't felt this way since she was human. Her stomach does flips and then her heart aches. She hates feeling this way. She hated having to constantly remind herself of the person he is. Of the person he was. He's a sociopath.

"What's a sociopath?" A soft little voice stole her away from her thoughts.

"What?" Caroline asked. She turned her head and looked down. There was a brunette little girl sitting down next to her. She must have been 9 or 10. She had big curious blue eyes. It felt like looking in a mirror when Caroline saw the little girl's eyes.

"Sociopath?" She had a large questioning tone and she spoke with a lisp. It was actually quite cute.

"I hadn't realized I said that out loud." Caroline smiled sweetly and looked around. "Where are your parents?"

"My mom's in the bathroom." She pointed to the bathrooms just a couple feet away. "I saw your pretty pictures and wanted to see more." She said this with a large smile. Her two front teeth were missing and Caroline giggled quietly.

Caroline waved the drawings around and turned them over. "These are nothing." She felt a soft pang in her chest when she said that. Liar. She mentally told the voice in her head to shut up.

"Nothing?!" The girl shrieked. She grabbed the drawings from Caroline's lap and looked at them in awe. "These are beautiful! You look so pretty in each one!"

Caroline giggled and pet the girls hair. "Thanks sweetie. But really they are nothing special."

The girl started to flip the drawings. She flipped too quickly for Caroline to see though. Some of them she hadn't seen yet and the glimpses of each still surprised her.

"The man who drew you this must be a prince." She looked up at Caroline with her toothless smile. "Only a prince could do this. Are you a princess?"

She couldn't help but find this girl adorable. No matter how much she was tugging at her heart strings she still laughed. "No, but I wanted to be one."

"Then this man must love you a lot. Only love can draw this." She smiled down at the drawings. Caroline looked away from the girl's smiling face and mentally scoffed. Or obsession. She thought. Obsession could often be confused with love.

"If I tell you it was a prince will you give them back?" Caroline asked.

The girl nodded but kept flipping through the stack. She watched her go through them quickly as her smile grew with each page. Her eyes flashed to one page that caused the girl to stop. "What's this?" she asked. Caroline saw the words that filled up the paper and froze. Her heart stopped beating and she couldn't move. Every organ in her body was frozen. She felt utterly paralyzed. Physically and mentally.

"Katie, what are you doing?" An woman who looked like the older version of the little girl was standing behind her.

"Mommy! Here! Look at these pictures. A prince drew them for her!" The girl flipped to the next page with a drawing on it which caused Caroline to break out of her trance.

"Wow those are pretty." Katie's mom smiled admiringly and looked back at Caroline. "I'm sorry about my daughter. She's just so talkative. She'll bother anyone and anything."

"Oh it's fine she wasn't bothering me." Caroline spoke softly. Her back was up straight and her whole body was tense.

Katie's mom grabbed the drawings and gave them back to Caroline and she took them with a weak grip. "You're sweet." The mom laughed. She grabbed Katie's small hand. "I'm sorry again. Those really are beautiful drawings." They took off leaving Caroline alone with the newfound mess in her hands.

A letter.

Her name was written clearly in neat print at the top of the page.

He had written her a letter. The bastard. She thought. She couldn't help but think that his ghost was haunting her, simply laughing at her reactions to everything that's been happening. She imagined he would say "I knew your affections for me would grow eventually."

Her grip on the letter is so tight that she might bore a hole into the paper. It's crumbled up from her hold. She feels as if she's holding on for dear life. The words on the paper don't register even though she's staring down at them so intently. She doesn't know if she wants to read it. For a brief moment she considers burning it on the plane right there and then. Then she considers flushing it down the toilet. But she pushes both thoughts out of her head quickly.

She throws her face in her hands and hears the jingling of Tyler's charm bracelet. "You're horrible, Caroline." She whispers to herself. She wonders if Tyler's ghost is haunting her. If he's watching the daily motions of her new life, if he's watching her mourn over not only him, but also the man who's responsible for his death. She wonders if he's grown to hate her for it. A single tear trickles down her cheek. She loves Tyler she does. But in the time that he was gone- no matter how much she hated to admit it -a connection between her and Klaus grew and she couldn't deny it. She may not have acted on it or even acted like she knew about it but she was aware of it. It was better for everyone if she ignored it.

It won't mean anything. She tells herself. Just read it and be done. It takes almost an hour but in the end she convinces herself to read the letter. She flips over the paper and stares down at the elegant ink. She takes one last deep breath and before she can change her mind, she begins to read.

Caroline,

If there's one thing I'm going to regret leaving behind in Mystic Falls, it's you. I presume I've made it pretty apparent that I believe you deserve to see the world. You won't admit it but I know it's one of your deepest ambitions. You want to live. You want to see the beauty that the world has to offer. It's very clear in your eyes, love. The desire to take off and never come back. The need to explore. You want adventure. But don't stress, sweetheart. I'm sure you'll come find me when you are able to realize this in a few years. You should know by now that waiting around for people has never been my favorite activity but when it comes to something important to me, I can be a very patient man. And that is what you are to me Caroline. Important. Centuries have passed by and I haven't found a single woman who's been important to me. You're the first since my human life. I've told you before; you're strong, beautiful, and full of light but that is not the only reason I admire you. Not many people have the courage to speak to me the way that you do. In fact, most people had the right mind to be too fearful to ever be honest with me. But you are not afraid. I appreciate your honesty. We're not that different, you and I. If you could forget my actions for just a moment, look past everything you despise about me for one minute, you would come to realize our similarities. That night I dared you to get to know me, you would have learned this. Had you accepted my offer you would have eventually learned everything about me if I allowed you to. You would learn that this letter is something I've longed to write for centuries. I went through a strange phase during my early years. For reasons, still unknown to me, I was desperate to experience emotion. My human memories were slowly escaping me as the years went by and I desired to experience love even if it was merely through vicarious circumstances. Which is why I would harbor love letters that I had collected from my victims. Ultimately, it wasn't enough. Living vicariously through them began to dishearten me. I wanted more. I longed to receive a letter of my own and I longed for a woman to come along and inspire me to write one of my own. Needless to say, it never happened. Not until you. You should know that this won't be the first of my letters to you. You must understand that I am persistent man and I won't give up on you. You may not see me for years but you won't forget me. I don't expect anything in return. Just that you'll read them, with an open mind and an open heart. I look forward to seeing you again in the future. Stay safe. Goodbye, Caroline.

Fondly,

Klaus

When she finishes she notices that the plane has landed, and nearly every passenger has vacated the plane. She chuckles bitterly and silently thanks him for getting her past her least favorite part of a plane ride. She was lost in his letter. She's lost the will to breathe. All she wants right now is to forget. She wants to forget every word she just read. She feels dumb for convincing herself to read it. You should have known better. She thinks. She wants nothing but to drown herself with alcohol. She shuts her eyes tightly forcing the words of the letters out of her thoughts and stuffs the papers in her purse and exits the airport.

The first liquor store she comes across out of the airport, she buys three bottles of Bacardi vodka. She finishes the first bottle in less than 5 minutes as she begins walking. The taste burns her throat but she doesn't care. She's barely buzzed. One of the things about becoming a vampire was that it became that much harder to become drunk. She throws the bottle in a nearby trash can and continues walking to her next destination. She's not going back home as she had planned. The letter changes that. There's no time for her happy arrival back home with her mother. She's angry. She drinks because she's tired. She drinks to forget. She's kept everything inside for so long and she's tired of it. She wants nothing but to divulge her thoughts to someone, anyone. Rebekah had said that her friends had missed her. What she failed to admit was that she too had missed her friends. By the time she finishes the second bottle she looks up from the ground and takes a deep breath and stares at the large brown house in front of her.

She's standing in front of the Salvatore boarding house.

A/n: So I know I said this was going to be a 2 part fic but I decided to make it three parts. I feel like I stopped it in a good place and I still want to keep you guessing a little more. :)

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