Caroline follows Klaus out to thank him for her meal though she has no clue as to how he knows she likes the crusts cut off her toast and cut into triangles like her mom used to. She hears something hit the wall and panics rushing toward Klaus she looks around outside only seeing him clutching his now bleeding hand. "Klaus, oh my! Keep it up over you heart, it helps with the blood flow." She says nervously trying to calm down as she hauls him back into the house.

He grumbles, "I'm fine. Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter merely a scratch." He waves her off ignoring Elijah's roll of the eye as he walks out of the room to give them some privacy, "The first aid it is in the pantry second shelf," he calls as he shuts the door to his office.

"Thank you!" she calls back to him racing towards the door reading pantry in frosted glass swinging it open looking over all the rows off food until she spots the case. "Here we are," she shows Klaus the box as he nods to her from the sink where he's running his knuckles under cold water.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I've been doing it for years." Klaus tells her and while she seems interested in what he means by that with a glint in her he sees her little mind push it aside.

"Give me your hand." She insists extending her hand for him to take when Klaus unwillingly shuts off the water in the sink Caroline smiles in triumph thinking she's bested the beast.

"I'm fine just hand me the anti-biotic if it agitates you so," he tells her grabbing a towel to wipe the excess water and blood from his hand which is now throbbing not that he isn't used to it. He tries not to grimace as a bit of the towel sticks to the exposed meat.

"As your wife I demand you give me your hand," she says crossing her arms throwing him a withering stare. He's scared of the stare for a few moments shaking it off Klaus caves and mutters, "Fine. Anything for the Mrs." he whispers.

She scoffs taking the towel off his hand running her fingers over the sides of his hand inspecting it. She notices small cuts along the wrist and towards the ends of his fingertips but doesn't ask how he got them he's either a blacksmith or a sculptor that much she knows from her father. Which it is, is what is actually bugging her.

Caroline is worried she is becoming attached to this unknown man. Though in actuality she already is in really deep and is only just realizing how much by their proximity. She looks up at his face and his darkened blue eyes are already on her the intensity is a lot to take in as she lets out a shaky breath.

"So do you want to talk about what happened back there?" she asks spreading the anti-biotic over his scrapes ignoring the newly set up roller coaster in her stomach as he watches her. His eyes tell her no in a big way so she back off the subject.

Klaus grunts his distaste for sanitizing products banging his other hand on the counter as it begins to sting. He bites back a smile when he looks over at a stunned Caroline. "I lost my cool back there and I sincerely apologize." Klaus admits to her.

Caroline senses he's not one to admit remorse but nods her sincere acceptance placing her hands behind her back she takes two steps forward so she's facing him squarely, "I wanted to thank you for being good to me all day, I know I'm a lot to take in all at once. At least I showed you my crazy early on you know. Now you'll think you're dodging a bullet."

He chuckles, "You've been a complete joy." Klaus replies side-stepping her to grab a square piece of gauze from the kit sniffing at her sweet smelling hair subtly. "About you thinking I've dodged a bullet. You'll think you're right about that since you don't remember any of yesterday. But I'll never believe that." Klaus told her without a doubt in his mind.

"Well you would say that, you're way too nice." Caroline asserts spinning to face him once again her curls flying around her face as she stops full circle pleased with her opinion of him.

"Actually you're wrong, I'm as evil as it gets." He remarks with a twinkle in his eye giving her a sideways glance as he reaches for the tape to fasten the gauze in place.

"I doubt that, I've never met a truly evil person in my life. It takes too much dedication and effort to be truly evil when you could dedicate less time to being lazy and happy." Caroline exclaims as she reaches for the grapes by her lunch plate.

"Just you wait, because one day everyone you know will one day pry your delicate fingers from their lifeboat just to watch you drown," Klaus proclaimed stealing a grape from her hand. He places it in his mouth chewing as he speaks, "But not me. Never me." Klaus shakes his finger at her cementing his response.

"Is that some sort of a threat Nik? Or are you an oracle?" she demands to know quietly though so she doesn't draw attention to their conversation.

"I'm sure it's some kind of warning," he admits, "If you'll excuse me I'll want a word with my brother. I think I'll indulge him on some more intimate details of us as newlyweds." he walks out leaving her with the words in her mouth fuming.

"What does he know about my life? The people I love?" she wonders aloud as she plops herself down on her former chair eating the rest of her food not warm so she doesn't burn her tongue. "Damn, this tastes good," she says hating him even more over this fact.

After a time Klaus and Elijah exit the office which Caroline did not dare enter for fear that she might overhear something not meant for her ears. You would think she would be eager to hear about the events of last night but something inside of her wanted to keep them all a secret from her.

"Mother's called your dress has been processed apparently a rush order." Elijah informs Caroline patting his brother on the back Klaus shakes his brothers hand a glum look on his face.

"It was lovely to meet you," she says feeling like she should curtsey of bow or something the man is so regal. She settles for an awkward handshake stepping forward.

He gives her a tired but sincere smile when she extends her hand to him. He pulls her into a hug, "You were a wonderful sister-in-law." Elijah whispers as his brother opens the door for her.

When they are gone Elijah rushes back to his office to see if his dear sister might have more insight considering her position at his mother's place of work. "Hello Mikaelson designs." His sister answers the phone.

"Sister." Elijah replies hearing her breathe a contented sigh he senses she has something weighing heavily on her conscience and he thinks he might know what it is.

"Oh thank the heavens, did you hear about Nik?" she whispers into the phone finally able to discuss it with someone other than her mother which she was forbade to do. "I have a secret and I'm about to burst!"

"Then pray tell sister do," he insists deciding on telling her his half after in jest. He sits back listening to her word for word which to be honest isn't much until she gets to Caroline's family history application.

"How's this to add on to the story then," he ventures telling her all about Niklaus and his feeling for Caroline relishing in the sounds his sister made at him withholding this information.

"We must do something to stall the wedding," Rebekah concludes shuffling in her chair when she hears her favorite brother's voice in the main room with Caroline. "This one is on you brother, stalling the paperwork, maybe the priest. Something. I have to go they are here!" she hisses into the phone and then she's gone.

After a few minutes Caroline subconsciously feels Klaus loosen up a bit the air in their compact prison of a car feeling lighter. She risks a look at him out of the corner of her eye she smiles her hands on her lap messing around with the skirt of her dress.

She notices a small stain at the bottom scratching at it instinctively she feels him swat away her hand pouting she looks up at him for an explanation. He smiles and she feels her heart go haywire 'thank god she's not strapped to a heart monitor' she thinks.

Klaus notices her jolt more than her frown and speaks for the first time explaining himself, "that's my favorite stain." His right hand thrumming on the dashboard at the red light he draws out his answer deciding which is the best way to follow up his answer. "The truth, always the truth," her words from last night echo in his brain somewhere. So he goes with that.

"Some love stories are short and epic like ours," he states winking at her as the light turns green making her smile. "Some are long just as epic or sadly played out. But all stories start with a moment." Klaus knows he has her riveted as she unconsciously leans in closer to hear him.

"We were sitting outside by the pool, you had your feet in the water flats by your side and drink in hand. Somehow you managed to convince me to join you and remove these." He gestures to his bulky black boots as he flips the radio stations.

I sat beside you rolling up the bottoms of my pants you yelled in jubilation at having me there. Everyone yelled back with you," he laughs at the memory making her feel slightly left out. "Anyway I placed my feet in the pool the ice freezing water taking me by surprise I knocked over your icy drink. It spilled obviously landing there." He places his fingers on the stain feeling her stiffen beneath him.

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"You started to worry the stain would set and got mad when I laughed at you, I couldn't have that so I took off my other shirt using it as a towel to dab you off. Granted most of your drink landed in the pool." Klaus continues his story feeling a duality of joy and pain in his memories.

She places her hand on the stain too as though if she stared long enough she would remember she feels him move his hand from her lap. She had no words, he speaks like he really did love her. Whoever that girl was last night she seemed wonderful.

"Eventually and I'll always remember this. You took the shirt out of my hands tossing it aside I looked up to protest but I didn't get the chance," he turns off the left close to his mother's business. "Your eyes turned on a switch inside of me I thought was long broken. We sat there for god knows how long just staring into each other's eyes arms in arms."

He slows putting the car in park and shifting in his chair, "I said, "I'm going to marry you one day." Then I kissed you." He says removing his seatbelt and stepping out of the car. He walks over opening her door and extending his hand to her.

She takes it without hesitation carefully stepping out of the car just in case her purse in hand she hooks her arm into his after he shuts the car door. "And then?" she asks needing the conclusion to their epic story.

He buzzes them in opening the door, "Then you said, "Why not right now?" and so we did. Someone at the party was just appointed a justice of the peace the day before and we were his first couple." He walks her to the guest couch, "I'll go see what's keeping her."