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"He loves you, you know," Rebekah said as she went up the stairs effectively ending her conversation with Caroline who was still by the parlor door watching Klaus from the window.
He sat on the porch with a sketch pad on his lap in an awkward position, "I know you still love me," she whispered knowing he would hear her just as he had heard Bekah.
Klaus shuts the pad and places it on a wicker table beside him along with the pencil but he says nothing his face or what little she can see of it is stoic as ever.
The blonde moves into the room towards the half open French doors letting the light breeze in as she comes to stand outside with him.
Her hand reaches out to trace the cover of the sketch pad surprising Klaus. His own hand by reflex reaches out grabbing hold of her wrist as he stands meeting her eyes.
Caroline takes a breath sucking in the look he gives her, as if there is so much he wants to say and there is so much she wishes she could say. So much she would like to change between them.
Klaus let go of her hand stepping out of her space, each step he took away from her reminding him of their distance since she showed up here looking for him.
Her fallen stare was enough to rip his heart in two something his family had never succeeded in, he opened his mouth trying to find the words but nothing came.
The love of his life was standing before him, everything he had ever yearned for wrapped up in this baby vampire and still he froze.
She nodded softly knowing it would be another day without him speaking to her, before her blurring eyes could give her away she turned to leave.
She grabbed for the door frame fighting to not look back unsuccessfully when she heard it, "Caroline," his voice as gentle as the last time he whispered goodbye.
Her bottom lip trembled as he took a step closer he shook his head as if ashamed moving closer to remove the traitor of a tear that had escaped the corner of her eye.
"Look what I've done," he mumbled as his hand fell to her shoulder before travelling down and locking their fingers together.
"I'm just trying to protect you," he said as her hand came to his chest gripping his shirt, he kissed her forehead making her sigh.
"But I'm the safest with you," she told him wishing he could trust that nothing could happen to her whilst she was with him -Nothing that is unless he was the cause.
"If they touch a hair on your head," he muttered finally wrapping his arms around her breathing in her scent as he shut his eyes engulfing himself in her being.
"I'll kill them with your help," she asserted into his neck her teeth scraping his neck sounding like the true queen of New Orleans and of his heart.
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