Hello, my loves! No, your eyes are not deceiving you! I have finally updated this particular fanfic that hasn't been updated in over a year (damn, I'm the worst). I am so so sorry for the long wait, but inspiration hit and I finally got back to this. Now hopefully, I'll update in an orderly fashion.

Enjoy!

When it was time for dinner, Caroline looked over at Klaus who sat in the living room with a glass of water in his hands.

"Klaus, can you stay here for a couple of minutes? I want to make sure that the kids are ready for you."

"Of course, Caroline." He told her as he stood up and wiped his hands on his pants in a nervous manner. "I'll stay right here."

"Unless of course you want to be the one to tell them that you are their father."

"I- I, uh... I do not want to scare them away, so I believe I'll allow you to tell them about the relationship I have to them."

"Of course," she said, a small smile on her lips.

Then, the blonde turned on her heel and made her way into the dining room. The children were sitting by one another while Damon and Stefan brought out the homemade lemonade and fruit punch.

Looking at their cousin with unsure expressions on their faces, she nodded before she sat down by her children.

"Hi, sweethearts." She said, a brilliant smile on her lips even though her bright blue eyes were nervous.

"Mama!" They said in unison as they each gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Darlings, there is something that I want to tell you about the man that came here earlier."

"The one in the nice suit?" Emmett asked her as his blue-gray eyes lit up with curiosity.

"Yes," the blonde sighed as she bit down on her bottom lip nervously and looked up at the ceiling nervously. "That man is, uh... He's your father, my darlings."

"Our father? Does that mean we now have a papa?" Her daughter asked as her eyes lit up in surprise.

"Yes," Caroline said. "But I do not want the two of you to get overly excited. Your father does not live here in Italy which is why you may not see him as much."

"Why can't our papa live with us, mama?" Emmett asked as he looked at her with his eyes wide.

"Em, it isn't that easy." Caroline confessed. "But let's not think about it now. Your father is here now and he would like to meet you two."

"Is he really?" Amelia asked as she clapped her hands together. "Mama, tell him to come in here!"

"I will, I will." Caroline reassured her daughter before she gave them each a kiss on the forehead and then made her way into the living room.

When Klaus looked up, he spotted Caroline standing there leaning against the wall. Immediately, he felt his mouth go dry and his palms get clammy. He knew not why he was so nervous especially since he never got nervous, not even in the presence of the most influential business men.

"Have you told them?" He asked as he stood up and made his way over to her, his stormy blue-gray eyes unsure.

"I have," she admitted. "To be honest, I wasn't going to tell them that you were their father, but you're right… It wouldn't have been fair to them if they didn't know who you were, but I want you to understand that that doesn't change anything."

"I understand." He reassured her. "I simply want to meet them and then I will be out of your hair." He added.

"For good?" She wondered even though she knew that that simply would not be the case.

"No," he admitted, shrugging. "Now that I know of our children, I do not think that I will be able to leave them for good."

"Alright," she sighed. It wasn't as if the blonde would forbid him from seeing his own children. Obviously, she always thought that he would never find out about Emmett and Amelia, but perhaps there was a reason as to why he continued to search for them. Perhaps, the man she knew three years ago has changed into somebody more mature…

Nodding at her, he motioned for her to precede him and when she did, he followed behind her as he bit down on his bottom lip and rubbed his clammy hands together.

When in the dining room he looked over at his children and gave them a small smile in order to reassure them that he wasn't somebody that they had to fear.

"Are you our papa?" Amelia asked as she got up off of the chair and made her way over to him with a curious expression in the eyes that were the same shade as Caroline's.

Klaus looked over at Caroline for help and she shrugged before she stepped away and allowed Emmett to head in Klaus' direction as well.

"I- I am, yes." He told them. "And I have to say that I am really glad to meet you."

"You talk funny." Emmett said as he watched his father with his eyes narrowed.

"Do I?" Klaus asked. "I haven't noticed." He added and he caught the smile that appeared on Caroline's lips.

Perhaps Caroline was not yet ready to admit to him or herself that she was not over him, but Klaus knew it in his gut that at the end, he would be with her. After all, she was the love of his life.

"Yes," Emmett said as he listened to him carefully.

"Well perhaps that is the case because I was originally born and raised in London... Which is in-" he started, but Amelia interrupted him.

"England," she finished, a huge smile on her face.

Looking down at his daughter in surprise, he spotted the genuine look of happiness on Caroline's face.

"How old are you, sweetheart?" Klaus asked even though he knew that they were around three years old.

"My birthday in in two months, so almost three." She replied, giving him a toothy grin.

"Very interesting," he smiled. Then, he looked over at Caroline and said, "It looks like our kids are more advanced than others at their age."

"Yes, they are." Caroline agreed. "I made sure of it and my cousins helped me as well."

Looking over at the two men that stood off to the side, he nodded at them, but one of them looked over at him with something akin to anger in his eyes.

Before he left, Klaus had to make sure to speak to the men... He didn't want there to be any issues between them, especially if he was going to be around more. If Caroline let him, of course...

Nodding at her, he focused on the kids and smiled at them as his eyes lit up.

"You look like I did when I was your age, Emmett." He told his son as he gave him a pat on the head.

"I did? Does that mean when I grow up, I'm going to look like you?" He asked as he clapped his hands together and have his father a grin that lit up his whole face.

"I think so," he nodded. "Would you want to look like I do right now?"

"Oh yeah," he nodded. "Without the suit though. I'm gonna be a firefighter and I don't think they wear the type of suit you're wearing right now."

"This old thing?" He questioned as he looked down at his suit and shrugged.

"Mhm," he nodded. "Firefighters wear heavy suits that protect them from the fire, but it looks like your suit doesn't have much protection."

"You are correct." He agreed. "But I am a businessman and even though I would love to wear plain jeans and a shirt, I can't do that."

"Even though you're the boss." Caroline said from where she stood and he looked over at her with a slight nod.

Sighing, the blonde looked over at the table and noticed that both Stefan and Damon were already seated, so she said, "How about we talk more over dinner?" She asked as she motioned for her children and her ex-lover to sit down.

Emmett and Amelia sat down beside Stefan. Damon sat at the head of the table which left Klaus and Caroline to sit on Damon's other side.

Sitting down, Caroline placed the napkin on her lap and began passing around the bread basket. When she handed the bread basket to Klaus, their hands touched and she exhaled a little gasp that he thankfully didn't hear.

A couple of minutes into the dinner, Klaus looked around the table and smiled genuinely. For the first time in a long time, he felt as if he belonged.

When they were finished with dinner, all six of them helped clean up with the table as well as clean the kitchen.

As Klaus was wiping the plates and utensils dry, Damon made his way over to him.

"I'd like to speak to you privately if that is alright." The raven-haired man told him.

"I would like to speak to you as well." Klaus responded.

Stefan looked over at them and made his way towards them.

"I can take over. The two of you should go and have a conversation."

"You sure about that, little brother?" Damon asked, the curiosity evident in his voice.

"Sure thing. Don't worry about it." Stefan reassured.

Nodding, Klaus handed Stefan the towel and when Caroline's back was turned, he followed Damon out into the vineyard.

When they were alone, Damon crossed his arms over his chest and watched Klaus with interest.

"You broke my cousin's heart, Mikaelson… I'm not sure I like it that you're here right now." Damon told him bluntly.

"That's understandable, of course." Klaus sighed. "But Caroline left me. I didn't want her to go, but she did."

"She left because you had, or I guess, have a wife… How do you think that made my cousin feel? Before she met you, she had a whole entire future planned."

"I know," Klaus sighed. "I know that Caroline had a whole future planned, but when I met her, I had to know her and then things just sort of progressed."

"Still, you should have let her be. By now, my cousin could have been married with a job that she enjoyed, but instead she is a single mother working at our family vineyard even though she has the brains to become something more."

"Look, I never meant to ruin Caroline's life. I loved her and I never loved my wife."

"That doesn't matter. You should have gotten a divorce- and anyway, where does your wife think you are now? I won't be having her ruining Caroline's life or my niece's and nephew's."

"My wife passed away." Klaus answered and no matter how much he wanted to grieve for her, he simply couldn't. That is how terrible his marriage to her was.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Damon told him, his voice genuine. "Is that why you are here? Are you trying to get Caroline back now that you don't have a wife to think about?"

"Look, I get that you are still unsure as to why I am here after three years, but I don't even know if Caroline and I will ever be able get back to where we used to be."

"Why is that?" Damon wondered as he removed a grape from the vine and popped it into his mouth.

"Caroline left without telling me of her condition. The only reason I am finally here is because my men just figured out where she was. She left the bloody country for crying out loud."

"What did you expect? Did you really think that she would stay in New York City where all of those memories with you were?"

"No," he sighed. "But I didn't think that she would leave the country. Obviously, I thought that maybe she would move to a different borough, but not a different country."

"Nonetheless, Caroline is here now and this is where the kids are comfortable. I don't know if you're here because you hope to bring them back to New York, but I can tell you now that won't work. Caroline swore to herself that she would never return to New York again."

"I'm not here to take them back to New York, Damon. I simply wanted to get to know my children and if you give me your blessing, I will remain here for one month. Then, at the end if Caroline still doesn't want to have anything to do with me, I'll leave."

"Forever?"

"No. Emmett and Amelia are still my children and I will return from time to time, but I'll make sure to stay away from Caroline."

"And if you hurt her… What then?"

"I won't," he shook his head as his hands clenched into fists. "I'll never hurt Caroline again. I swear to you."

"Okay then," he nodded. "You may remain here for one month, but then I want you to leave if Caroline asks you too. Alright?"

"Yes," he answered. "You have my word."

"Good, then." Damon smiled as he held out his hand for Klaus to shake.

Klaus shook his hand and at that moment, Klaus knew that he had an ally in Damon- Stefan was a different story, however.

There you have it! So, Klaus will remain in Italy for a month- we shall see how everything progresses, huh?

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