*irini commented;This is beautiful! Would love to read maybe a secomd series from this. Something they do as a new couple now. Perhaps visiting places or significant memort that important to Klaus like you did with Rusia/Klause's painting. Or maybe just a sweet epilogue? :-)*

Epilogue/ Future One Shot

The grounds were quiet, silent, nobody else around, the crowds of fans and families and parents had long left after the game and the big win, the biggest win of the season, the students and teachers, the cheerleaders and players, the coaches and subs had long gone, some maybe to celebrate at parties and bar with fake Id's, some maybe just home to the welcome piece and quiet of their families, happy to have a weekend off from their students.

The night was dark and cool and the wind slowly and calmly flowed around them, the plastic chairs squeaked slightly up on the steps and the bleachers looked stark and empty, plastic cups and hotdog wrappers lay on the ground where the cleaning staff and grounds keeper obviously thought better of picking them up on a late Friday night.

The grass out on the playing field was full of mud and dirt and indentations from football sneakers and heavy bodies tumbling to the ground, the large banner that hung between two posts and read 'MFHS Timberwolves' in scratched out paint, flapped in the wind as they strolled lazily underneath it, hand in hand, out in to the middle of the pitch.

"Remind me again, why you've brought me here, to your old high school-" She squeezed his hand tighter and guided him further out, like she knew where she was headed in the vast of the green space, a certain spot.

"Because, it's been a long time, a long long time, since I've been back here and I just wanted to-"

"So why now, in the dead of night-"

"You scared?"

Klaus grinned and looked at her beside him, he winked and turned away, that beautiful boyish smirk, almost shy like, still after all this time together, graced his lips, he scratched at the nape of his neck beneath his sheep's wool scarf and Black pea coat, nudged into her side and pulled her closer they continued walking together, in sync, perfectly like they were always meant to be. He knew, of course he knew, as she lead him out further on to the muddy grass, memories started to fall back into place, flashes of red caps and gowns and cheers and even an awful incident with witches.

"You were never a fan of football?" He rolled his eyes at her teasing, biting his lip.

"Never had the time, sweetheart, was always too busy running around-"

"Burning down cities, pursuing hopeless romantic's-"

"It worked didn't it?" she stopped walking and reached up on to her tippy toes, placing a kiss to his cheek, his stubble tickling her lips and face deliciously, she nuzzled into him slightly for a longer moment before pulling back and whispering against his skin.

"Finally, yes, it did." Her warm breath against the cooling of his skin from the cold fall air sent shivers through his body as his eyes fluttered closed and he couldn't stop the small smile from appearing. She looked around at where they were, squinting her eyes and nodding to herself slightly as if figuring something out. She stepped out in front of him, fingers entwined.

His eyes widened and glimmered under the pale moonlight and his smile grew causing dimples to form at either side as he watched her with amusement bounce up and down on her tippy toes slightly, she looked beautiful as always, radiant, her bright blue eyes shining and cheeks and the tip of her nose a rosy pink from the cool of the air, her smile wide and bright and her hair falling around her shoulders onto her Navy trench coat and cream silk scarf with furry baubles dangling off of the ends. He would never get used to watching her, to noticing and getting to learn and know and love the many depths of her unraveling beauty both inside and out. He would never take for granted the privilege of her being his, finally, now and forever always his.

It had been almost Twenty years since she turned up on his door step that day, when he opened the door to find something that would change his life for ever, for good, for better, the sight that he had always hoped he would find but never thought he would, never thought he would be, could be so lucky.

She beamed up at him, swinging their hands and arms together lightly between their bodies, he took a step closer and brushed a curl back from her face, behind her ear, gently caressing her cheek and smiling at her, he knew that face, knew she was up to something, and his heart beat fast, double time, because he knew exactly what it was.

Travelling together was their thing, what they did, it was how they reconnected and found love in each other finally once again and in all of the right ways. Over the years they had explored and enjoyed many different places and sights, occasionally they would return home for a little while, the home they had found and made their own in Klaus's little farmhouse in Italy, where they had made new memories together, a fresh start, where old and past thoughts could be replaced.

Klaus had tried to persuade Caroline to buy somewhere new with him, an old derelict villa out in the Spanish Mountains where they could rebuild and expand, their own little project, or a penthouse maybe out in the busy city of London, but Caroline was hell bent on the little place they stayed at all of this years ago and who was Klaus to deny her anything that she asked or wished for, after all that she had given back to him, life and love and hope and dreams.

Every now and then one of them would think of something they wanted to do and see, and that would be it, off they would go, following each other happily and hopelessly all around the world, the many joys and positives of being Vampires, one of which an original vampire with a bounty of wealth and a penchant for doing his own thing. That's how they ended up back here, usually their rule was to stay far away from Mystic Falls or anywhere that represented any negative memory at all, but this was different, this represented something else entirely and Klaus's chest puffed out proudly and excitedly.

"Do you not remember this place, this spot, what happened, what you-"

"I was right-"

"Huh?"

"Of course I remember Caroline, I regrettably succumbed to the fact that he was your first love, but right here in this spot god knows how many years ago, I had every intention of being your last-" Her smile lit up her face as she reached up, clutching his face within her cold hands and kissed him, soft and slow and reverent.

"You were right, you were so, so right-" Her breath was warm against his mouth and her voice a quiet soothing balm washing over him, sending him spiraling into a deep love and need for her all over again, like the first time he ever laid eyes on her, it was always going to be her, no matter what came and went in between. He wrapped his arms tight around her waist and bent forward, his stubble tickling the sensitive, cool shell of her ear.

"I'm sorry-"

"What for?"

"I never got you that mini fridge-" she laughed and he chuckled with her, delighted with the sound and the way her eyes lit up and crinkled.

"Well you got me that Porsche for my birthday I guess, so I'll just have to be happy with that." He kissed her both hard and gentle, a slow sweeping of lips, giving and taking, he had forever, of this, of her, of making her laugh and watching her face transform with his words and the feel of her body when he touched her.

They had forever to continue to show each other the depth and ins and outs of their souls and love and what was out there in the world to offer them both.

He pulled her left hand up to his lips, kissed the silver band that he had put there, delighting in the feel and the memory and the meaning and the feel of forever as his lips met with the cool metal.

"Where to next my love?"

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