AN: Since it's December I made it a soft Christmas theme...
"Psst, Caroline," she heard Bonnie from behind her in the observing room, turning her head she found the beautiful brunette waving for her to move in her direction.
With a look of trepidation Caroline ducked behind Matt and Tyler moving quickly to the door before she could be found missing, "What's going on? Is it a patient?"
"It's Klaus," her friend said pulling her through the door before Caroline could tell her she wasn't allowed to leave until the surgery they were observing was over.
"Did he leave a message," she asked with her hand still on the knob of the observation room door expecting to go back in when Bonnie shook her head.
"He's actually ah," Caroline could see the marring of her friend's features guessing before she spoke the words, "He's checked in as a patient, upstairs, Gwen was his nurse."
"You know I'm just gonna," Caroline began physically bracing herself from what she was feeling, "I'm gonna just step away for a bit." She said in a breath before storming off to the fourth floor where she was certain Gwen was working this evening.
Caroline's hand in her smock pocket clicked away nervously at her pen, the patients on the fourth floor weren't in any real danger but it also meant that Klaus had needed blood. She'd been working so hard to prove herself at the hospital that she had volunteered for this shift months in advance. The Christmas Eve shift meant that he had to go to his family's dinner party alone her mind raced as she turned on her phone.
She had done it a little selfishly, not only to prove to the chief of medicine her worth but to not have to think about the first Christmas she would be spending without her mother. Leave it to Klaus to remind her that she had barely seen him in four days by checking himself into her hospital. Her phone buzzed as the screen lit up with texts from Rebekah explaining what had happened.
She heard footsteps and quickly stowed her phone away when she looked up and saw Gwen as she swerved passed the nurses station. Quickly finding his name on one of the left side doors, Caroline felt herself taking a deep breath before entering. It didn't help she realized when she opened the door and saw him hooked to the IV and looking mangled.
Caroline steeled herself as she spoke, "I know you were mad about me not being able to go with you to your mother's tonight. But this was a bit much." She ended with a hand over her jutted hip.
Kol looked at her with utter glee as Klaus swatted his hand away from the machine monitoring his heartbeat as a noise whirled when Klaus' eyes landed on her. She blinked looking away from him in order to keep from fussing over him focusing instead on the fact, the diagnostics, she reached for his chart. The machine seemed to speed up and slow with every move she made, a fact that made her blush as Kol snickered from his place by his brother's bedside.
"The bleeding is internal Caroline," Kol reasoned with her as Klaus tried to haul off the arm cuff that was currently the bane of his existence in a room with Kol in it, "That's where the blood is supposed to be."
"Shut up, Kol," Caroline muttered.
"Get out, brother," Klaus snarled.
Kol stood up offended, "Oi, here I am making sure," he began as Caroline moved to smack Klaus' hand away from his sleeve cup once and for all.
"Give me a minute with the patient," Caroline bit out gesturing to the door with her head as she sets down Klaus' chart.
"Patient," Kol asked with piqued interest as he made his way around the bed to the door of the private room.
"Now," Klaus growled as he went to chase his brother who escaped as Caroline nudged Klaus back into his spot to keep the IV from coming out.
"Klaus," she began with a forced tone that had him wincing as he reached for her hand.
"Caroline, I can explain," he told her in a tone that tells her she isn't going to like what he has to say.
"I would just love to hear about your mother's very expensive Christmas tree," she reiterated what Rebekah had sent her closely watching Klaus' marred face fall.
"It was fake," he muttered clearing his throat and crossing his arms as best he could in his state looking like misery.
"Being flung from one end of the room," the blonde doctor continued as if uninterrupted taking her hand from his to pace the room as her fury for his family and for him rose.
"It was fairly light," her boyfriend supplied with a wave of his head that made him wince slightly softening her severe front albeit briefly.
"Into the antique stained glass window made by monks in Italy," she ended with a harsh sigh reaching for her pen again like a nervous tick she began to click at it.
"That story is false," he grumbled as he tried to sit up after uncrossing his arms, "They were possibly French," he corrected though unsure.
"Klaus," Caroline said his name her tone stressed as she rubbed her face with her cold hands feeling at the heat of her cheeks.
"Finn was there," he informed her knowing that nothing about that evening could be changed but at least then Caroline would understand.
"I didn't know," Caroline sighed with worry as she moved to his side, "So is it his car's windshield that is now decorated in ornaments," she asked curiously.
"Everything was obscured when he tackled me into the marble floor, Love," he told her in a fashion that made her think he wouldn't be sulking much further.
Caroline certainly hoped not as she wrapped her arms around herself hoping to coax him out of it now, "You only call me, 'Love' when you're incredibly frustrated," she reminded him.
"Not with you," he complained as he crossed his legs unable to move much anywhere else.
"Not usually," she agreed feeling at the scratches of his arm only to hear him hiss in displeasure.
"If I'm being honest had you come or not, this might have still transpired," he said as her fingers trailed down his forearm just barely tickling his fingers.
"There is some internal bleeding," she listed remembering his chart summary, "Possibly stemming from you following the tree out of the window," he groans at the memory.
Caroline bit down a chuckle but barely as she went on, "Some stitches, scratches that were cleaned out," her hand tracing the soft line of his brow where the stitches practically gleam.
"By an overly friendly red haired nurse," Klaus insisted with distaste that makes Caroline internally preen when she takes a step back feeling that he's doing much better and she should really get back.
"I'll have a talk with her," she winked as she continued to the room door tucking her hands away to keep from touching him.
Klaus laughs softly, the sound reverberating in the cold room, "Will she need stitches," he inquired with a grin that was sure to hurt the cuts on his mouth.
"I could use some practice," she reasoned, "Worried about her," she asked curiously as she tilted her head daring him to lie to her even in a teasing fashion.
"Come here," he said his tone full of suggestion that sent shivers of anticipation through her as she paused in her step blushing at the look he gave her as their eyes met.
"Klaus, I'm working," she replied as if warning him but Caroline was more at war with herself and time than with the idea of coming in closer to him.
"I'm wounded, Sweetheart," he told her almost crooning when he called her that, "What could I do to you," he inquired almost too innocently as she hedged her self-control.
"There's a few ideas," Caroline ground out biting her cheek as she blushed thinking of all the fantasies she'd had when she was spared a minute alone here.
Klaus is quick to gather that, "Thought about this, have you," he inquired with a dark look and mischievous smile that would never have worked on someone else.
"Klaus," Caroline began to reprimand him when he cut her off.
"Come here," he seduced her with the gravel in his voice, the look of desire spread out in blunt want as she took a small step forward, "Give me a kiss Caroline, get comfortable."
She chuckled as her want flared, her stomach fluttered, and a deep rounding want coiled deep within her, "Why am I falling for this," she asked herself out loud.
"You like it," he supplied with a knowing glow of his eyes as she slid her hands over his chest leaning just over him to kiss his lips gingerly.
Klaus caught her lips as he reached for her limp ponytail wrapping her hair around his fist keeping her in a passionate kiss that hurt, bled and was worth it for the feel of her soft lips over his own. He smiled unwilling to let his girlfriend escape him another day this week without kissing her like she deserved. He felt her move to sit next to him on the bed as her arms rested on his sore chest and her fingers dug into his shoulder and the nape of his neck.
Caroline moaned into his mouth responding to his kiss by sucking on his bottom lip feeling his body go rigid as her hand roamed his stomach over the itchy hospital garment that left nothing to the imagination. Her curious fingers edged their way lower as their tongues waged war on one another taking him just to the edge of exploding with feeling as he slid his hands under her scrubs tugging. He felt her gasp into his mouth when his fingers found her breasts under her bra squeezing them in delight.
"Are you sure there's enough room for us on this bed?" she asked in worry as she felt herself slip backward too hopped up on hormones to worry if he was in any pain.
"You're the doctor," he hummed against her cheek, "Take charge," he said nudging her into his lap to rock against him
Caroline felt him lifting his hips, teasing her arousal, making her body stir against him as his deftly fingers found her nipples once again toying with her as she rolled her hips over him, "I have a few minutes left," she moaned as he bit her neck licking the pain away not a moment later.
"I had to sneak out," she groaned as his hand slid down her stomach squeezing her hip before pushing her ass down on him to rock that much harder making her moan against his tongue.
"I can be quick," Klaus stuttered as he pushed her top up to taste her skin.
"Ha," she tried to laugh but it turned into a cry of pleasure when he sucked her flesh knowing he'd leave a mark, "I'll remind you, you said that," she sighed breathlessly.
"I can make you forget," he murmured sliding his fingers over the drawstring of her pants to loosen them before he slipped his hand inside.
Caroline gasped as he caught the lace band of her boyshorts and pulled making the fabric rub delicately over her clit with every movement. Her hand followed his down moving his fingers where she needed them to be. She gripped the end of his mussed hair and pulled his mouth from her chest to her parting lips in time to catch her scream.
She swallowed his groan at the sound of her wet heat, the feel of it as his fingers delved inside her lighting up her veins, her entire being. Klaus loved her this way, wild, uninhibited taking what she wanted and loving that he was the one that gave it to her. His other hand roamed her back and cupped her ass keeping her perfectly in place as they played with one another.
It really had been too long she thought as she rode the palm of his hand making her clit spark in excitement as she commanded him, "Faster," in a whisper of breath.
Caroline felt herself shake as she gasped for air wishing he was naked as she pulled at the knotted hospital gown he wore wishing it was his skin. She ached to feel the plains of his sculpted chest under her fingers, loved that even know years later she was still learning him and he in turn her. With that thought and the mildest of brushes of his nail to her clit Caroline came alive as her body let go reacting to his touches and the perfect look of his eyes as he watched her silently cry out above him.
"I prefer it when you moan into my neck to keep from screaming," Klaus murmured as she caught her breath, her cheek rubbing against the scruff of his jaw and neck. "But this was interesting."
Caroline rolled her eyes as she fell into his chest feeling his arm wrap around her, "I have to go," she sighed as she felt the edge of his thumb still toying gently with her clit making sure she felt as good as she deserved.
She let out a stutter as she tucked her face into his shoulder, "Well, you already came," he surmised with a smirk as he boldly thrust into her so she could feel how hard he is for her.
Caroline lifted her head with a smile before she pecked his lips tentatively remembering the cuts over his mouth like she hadn't just been biting at his plump bottom lip, "And you didn't," she mumbled pressing herself down on him.
Klaus cupped her face "I'll live," he reminded her as she continued to roll her hips softly over him smiling into his mouth when she felt his hands come over her waist pausing her.
"Yes, you will," she smiled as she let him stop her knowing she would only be leaving much later than she had anticipated.
"We'll finish this soon enough," he said reading her thoughts as she sat up and let him fix her smock, what was left of her ponytail.
"Only ten hours to go," she bemoaned as he stroked the soft mark of her neck that would be dark enough for everyone to see soon enough.
"I have a concussion, Caroline," he reminded her as she moved off him her feet once more on the ground even if her legs still felt shaky, "I'll be here all night."
"I know," she let out a snort as she tried to cool down knowing that when she stepped out of the room Bonnie, if not Kol would know what had happened here, "I get to spend my day off here with you."