Finale

Lunacy drives him to walk to her work instead of his own after another night without rest.

His feet lead him following his heart's commands his mind on his sleeve as he waits for her to arrive.

Two minutes later she approaches not seeing him as her coworkers walk inside and he slips into the spot next to her.

She's stunned when she sees him her eyes tired, the light in them dulled as he waits for her to say something.

They stand staring, flustered and flushed from the cold air as he takes a half a step forward which frightens her by her response.

"You can't come here and distract me," she stutters out holding onto her office door as she readjusted her work bag her hair flipping back as she looks at him.

He steps back though he longs to hold her in his arms until they hurt no longer but it isn't possible now.

She's on the verge of tears so he backs away, "Please just go," she asks him as she rushes inside leaving him hollow.

Watching her leave again he feels the instinct to run after her, "Excuse me," someone says and he steps aside for them to enter as he leaves as well.

Working only until noon before returning back to their apartment just as the landline began to ring.

He caught it tossing his keys and

"Klaus, you must come for the weekend at least," Rebekah tells him the second he answers.

"Dear sister I've already said I'm not going to chop wood outside a cold cabin whilst you frolic with Stefan." Klaus says as he walks to the kitchen.

"Actually, you texted which is horrible manners," his sister responded making roll his eyes because obviously he was at work. "Please Nik."

"Fine," he concedes knowing she's grinning again as she hangs up without another word to him.

It might be a nice distraction to get away from the city and waiting around for Caroline to come home to him he thinks as he begins to make lunch.

A day later he's stuck in traffic in the tiniest car possible, it was the only one left at the rental place on such short notice, with his bag and pillows in tow.

Cursing his sister and traffic in that order he catches a break and switches lanes finding a faster route to the cabin thanks to the gps system.

When he arrives he already feels loads lighter, parking and unpacking before anyone knows he's even there.

He lets himself in quickly not wanting to suffer further in the cold walking into a party in full swing making the tension he'd earlier felt return.

He spotted Stefan who smiled walking towards him, "Same room upstairs, I'll let Bex know you're here," he says patting his back.

Klaus nods quickly disappearing into the bedroom upstairs turning the corner to drop his bag inside along with his coat and scarf leaving him in his waistcoat and sweater.

He walks out rubbing his fingers together as he moves to the hall hearing another door behind him open and shut.

On instinct he turns his head to see behind him as Caroline freezes reaching for the door to go back in mumbling to herself.

Klaus grins following after her his boot catching the door before she could close it completely, "Let me in Sweetheart," he murmured holding the door open.

She lets go of the door allowing him to come in, "Rebekah said you wouldn't be here," she says.

"Funnily enough she called and texted to make sure I was," he tells her as he leans against the closed door.

"Besides how was I supposed to know you'd be here," he asks her when she looks up at him.

"You haven't contacted my in ages." Klaus reminds her his tone light though his words cut when their eyes lock.

"I dunno but you should have," Caroline tells him as she strides to the door feeling him catch her waist and push her gently against it.

"Kl-" she cries as his mouth brushed hers making her lips quiver her hands holding on to him as her knees buckled.

"I've had nights and days to think about this," he whispers against her parted lips her jerky breaths tickling his face.

His hands riding up her ribs caressing her tenderly over her sweater his eyes devouring her reactions as he spoke.

"I don't want anything to change," he explains, "I still want you to be the first person I see when I wake up." Klaus steals a soft kiss enticing her.

He grins as she grips his neck her other hand coming over back clutching him closer, "I still want to fight with you about the chore chart," he mumbles as he nibbles her lip.

"I still want to be your plus one," he says kissing her cheek over to her neck licking before nipping her neck making her whimper.

"But I want more than that." Klaus clarifies as he makes his way over her jaw dropping light kisses over her skin.

"I want to kiss you any chance I get," he demonstrates kissing her swiftly her body softly grinding his.

He groans into her mouth pushing back I to her, "And touch you. How I long to touch you," he as he cups her breast.

He pinches lightly making her moan against his cheek as his hand glides up to her hair, "And tuck your hair back."

Klaus turns his attention to the abandoned side of her neck, "And suck on your neck. Just like this," he murmurs his teeth dragging along her neck.

"Don't stop," she pleads as he sucks softly whispering her name as she shudders her body clinging to him.

"Come home to me," he tells her as he abruptly pulls away leaving the choice up to her to follow him.

He's only slightly disappointed when she doesn't however it doesn't cloud his determination for the next two days.

Caroline rightfully falls over her bed exhausted lying on her stomach her eyes shutting as she replays what transpired between them.

The words he said, the look in his eyes that told her he meant it made her stomach flutter as she touched her lips.

She smiles burying her head in the comforter before crawling up her bed forcing herself back through the throng of people.

She lets herself get wrapped up in the party, cleaning up and switching the music when Rebekah is too busy.

At the bar she stands next to Klaus reaching for his hand their eyes meet and hold as she squeezes his hand briefly when no one can see.

Hours later the cabin is empty and Caroline finally wins the battle for the first shower beating the happy couple to the punch.

Klaus smirks as she walks past him clothes in hand, "Be out in a minute," she says kindly as she shuts the door.

Past midnight she awakens her fireplace having gone out because of the shortage of firewood.

Caroline slips out of bed hoping some tea will warm her enough to get through the next few hours in her bed until morning.

She pads down the stairs not wanting to disturb anyone as she walks across the living room envious that the fire burns still in that room.

She hugs her sweater over her sleep top as she walks slower catching the light on over the stove.

She brushes down her hair as she fixes her shorts mindful that it might be Klaus who's in there.

"Hi," she greets softly as she finds him with his hand literally in the cookie jar one chocolate chip cookie already half in his mouth.

He swallows it whole as she moves further in and he sets aside the jar gesturing with his hand for her as he asks, "Come here."

She walks to him, trusting him as his hands grip her sides a gasp escaping her as he sets her on the counter in front of him.

"I wanted to apologize I," Caroline begins as he settles himself between her legs his hands crawling over her exposed thighs.

"Nothing to forgive," he assures her as she presses her warm hands over his bare chest her fingers lightly stroking him for the first time.

Her hands cup his face their noses brushing, "And ask you to dinner," she adds shyly as he kisses her thumb.

"I'll cook," he promises as her lips come over his smiling as they kiss her legs wrapping around his waist as her hands run into his curls.

Caroline sees the makings of stars under her eyelids as she rocks against him as his tongue slides over her own in the same motion.

"And possibly dessert," she stumbles out between feverish kisses leading to more daring caresses as his hands dip under her top over the taut muscles of her stomach.

"My room or yours?" Klaus chuckles as he lifts her up holding her steadily against him as he walks them up the stairs.

Stopping to kiss her beaming face mesmerized by her touches, kisses, her entire being only once or twice.

He presses her against his door for support as he holds the knob nearly combusting as she sucked on his neck.

He growls deep in his throat making her shiver with anticipation as he pushes aside her sweater and kisses her shoulder.

Her heart stops and starts with every haggard breath he takes making her writhe as he coaxes the door open and shut and sets her over his bed.

He smiles in the dark his knee between her legs as he hovers over her his hands working to remove her sweater and lift her top baring unexplored flesh.

His hot breath tickles her stomach as he nudges her shorts down bit by bit making her squirm as he watches.

Her hands find his hair as his stubble tickles her pelvis, "How many times have you dreamt to see me like this and go unfulfilled?" He asks.

"Too many," Caroline pants as her shorts fall away and he kneels before her massaging her hips.

"I've dreamt of you, thought of you, wished, " he whispers teasing her hot skin with his breath licking the delicate line of her swollen lips tasting her arousal.

She pulls his head back up kissing him roughly tasting herself on his tongue, "Let's not wait any longer please." Caroline sighs.