A/N: If I owned TVD: Damon would always be shirtless and playing poole with Elena, and John Gilbert would still be alive. Thanks for leaving reviews and feedback!
A Plan set in Motion
8
"How are we going to kill Elijah?" Jeremy said, slightly dizzy after Stefan had pulled him along for the ride - vampire style. A cloud moved across the moon, and he could barely see their faces.
"He can't be staked like any normal vampire," Stefan explained, glancing at Rebekah who was staring out through the mist and rain. "Originals can only be killed with a dagger dipped in white oak ash."
"Sounds poetic," Jeremy mumbled. Stefan smirked. It certainly did, but in their haste to kill Elijah, they had left the dagger on the bathroom floor. They'd have to use their initiative, besides they needed Elijah's blood first for Bonnie to destroy the Hybrid curse and save Caroline's baby - that was the plan anyway.
"We have to injure Elijah enough so he bleeds, and then Rebekah can kill him." He pulled out a jar he had in his jacket which Bonnie had given him and showed it to Jeremy.
"How are you going to injure him?" Jeremy asked.
"With anything we can," Rebekah said. Stefan heard Jeremy's heart thumping anxiously.
0o0o
It took forever for Bonnie to locate them, and when she did: she was sweaty and tired. It was dangerous for her to be out in the open. Stefan told her to stay behind for a reason: so she could destroy the Hybrid curse and end more hybrid creations. They hoped it would also destroy the hybrid part that lay inside Klaus and Caroline's son, without actually killing them.
Bonnie saw Stefan holding Jeremy by the scruff of the collar, instructing in his ear the plan. Rebekah had picked up a rock with ragged edges and Stefan, a glass bottle, chipped on the side. Bonnie heard footsteps against the wet earth and saw someone she hadn't expected, someone who would be utterly ashamed of her letting Jeremy join in their dangerous adventure.
"Elena?" Bonnie whispered, but Elena didn't respond and Bonnie didn't want the others to witness her there, so she watched in silence. Minutes later Bonnie held onto her own talisman: Emily's necklace, to keep her safe from any threats. She saw Rebekah and Stefan run into the mist from behind the tree she was hiding behind. Jeremy hurried after them, holding a large stick like a sword. She closed her eyes, chanting a spell to protect them from instant death. She couldn't let anything distract her, not even the sound of Elena's pleas for help.
0o0o
Elijah's anger had not subsided, he was irritable, Caroline had only escaped him because Klaus had got in the way. He saw Elena standing in the middle of a clearing in an act of negotiation.
"Elena. You shouldn't have come." He said. He wasn't interested in anymore deals.
She lifted her chin, and said clearly. "I wanted to. You've destroyed too many lives to get away with it." The rain had eased but the ground was muddy and covered her nice shoes.
"You my dear, are no match for me. Run now while you can or else I'll kill you in front of your brother, boyfriend and of course my naive little sister." Stefan and Rebekah stopped still holding their weapons and Jeremy looked frightened: Elena was standing closer to Elijah than they were, but too far to be reached by them. "Go home children. I'm already in a bad mood, do not tempt me. It really is a pity that two of your friends have already been murdered." Elijah couldn't help himself, "Klaus killed Matt Donavan because it was a warning for resurrecting me, but it wasn't Klaus that compelled Tyler first. It was me and then I killed him when he tried to save Caroline."
He was satisfied with the fear in each of their features.
"Where's Caroline?" Stefan demanded.
"Somewhere with Klaus," Elijah said. "Now, who first? How about you?" Elijah appeared in front of Elena and both Jeremy and Stefan reacted when he began to choke her, laughing when her knees buckled, and still they hadn't moved. "I'm betting you are regretting your decision now?" Elijah smirked, while the blood drained from Elena's face.
"On the contrary," and her face changed. Her weak demeanour disappeared and he removed his hand in realisation. "Katerina?" She sank her fangs into him and took what she could, in the hope it would replace a part of her that he had ruined. Elijah lashed out and she was too slow for Elijah's counter-attack, as he plunging his hand into her chest. "I'm going to enjoy this."
There was a shout and somebody slid through the mud in front of her. He held out a jar to Elijah's wound and gathered what he could, before twisting on the lid and throwing Elijah's blood at Stefan.
"What is this?" Elijah screamed, as Rebekah restrained him.
"Your death wish." Jeremy explained and witnessed something glinting in Katherine's jacket. He pulled out the dagger and shoved it into his chest. Katherine gasped when his hand withdrew, holding the hilt of the dagger he had used on Rebekah. Katherine skittered backwards and grabbed Jeremy. Elijah's face turned grey, and he slumped onto his side.
"Thank you," Katherine said to Stefan when he helped her stand.
"Hey! You stole my necklace!" Rebekah accused.
"Check Elijah's pocket. He threatened me to steal it because I owed him. He saved me from the sacrifice." Rebekah poked inside Elijah's jacket and pulled out her necklace.
Katherine glanced at Jeremy, who now had mud stuck to his cheek. They had been a good team.
"Bonnie! What the hell are you doing here?" Jeremy flung his arm out to stop Katherine and the others from going home.
"Never mind," she lied, thought she was pleased Elena hadn't risked her life, that it had been Katherine; that Caroline was still alive, even if she was with Klaus; that Elijah had been stopped and Esther had told them how he could be killed and that Jeremy had had his five minutes of fame. "We'll look for Klaus in the morning. We need to put Elijah somewhere safe and we need to find out how to break the necklace," Bonnie explained, noticing Rebekah's hand in Stefan's'.
Rebekah seemed reluctant to break the only thing that reminded her of her past, but it was the only way to save Klaus. Stefan and Rebekah went to hide Elijah's body, telling them they'd meet them at the Salvatore boarding house. Jeremy walked beside Bonnie thinking he might have finally gotten back into her good books, then Katherine gave him an appreciative smile.
0o0o
"Where are we?" Caroline demanded, shaking herself free from Klaus and staring up at the impressive ceilings of a beautiful marble entrance with pillars and red carpet. Matthew had somehow fallen asleep in her arms. Their feet padded down the red carpet hallway and she tried not to show that she was impressed. The house looked like something from Pride and Prejudice. Klaus seemed to be more at home than she had realised, as he touched all the artefacts fondly.
"We're in my manor in England, back when I used to be Lord Niklaus of Bumbling Crook." Caroline stared at him like he had lost his mind. "Elijah won't stop until he kills us. He will find us, eventually, but this place is special." Klaus explained. Matthew stirred and she swayed as she climbed up the marble steps leading to the first floor. She glanced out the small windows facing the moors.
"This is the safest place I could think of. Nobody will ask questions and nobody will recognise me because it was two hundred years ago when I existed." Caroline stared at him. She was alone, in England, with Klaus and her baby. Why was he so calm? Why hadn't he killed her yet and why did he care enough to hide her?
"Take me home." She demanded.
"So Elijah can kill us? No. Trust me, this will be good for you and -" he nodded at the bundle which yawned in her arms, before continuing across the landing, pausing at every window. Klaus envisioned the multiple carriages that used to travel up the roads at night, when the manor was in all its glory. This place had many warm memories for him. He smiled, remembering how he and Rebekah lay across the purple flowers on the moors, and discussed their favourite artists.
"Why didn't you kill me?" Klaus had wanted to, but just recently everything but Caroline and the baby seemed unimportant. She reminded him of Rebekah and he smiled, surely she knew why.
"I can't, even if I wanted to."
"What are you on about?" She was sick of his vague answers too. She just wanted to go home.
"Since Tyler's death, I've been attached to you both, like something's making me protect you." He wanted so badly to touch her hand, like something wanted him to.
Caroline saw he was looking at Matthew again. "It's him. He's affecting our emotions."
She scoffed, and then, as she thought back over everything she remembered the kiss she'd shared with Tyler, when she had been so mad at him for injuring her friends and when Tyler kissed her, she had felt safe - the same feeling she had now with Klaus. Matthew opened one blue eye and she willed herself to stay calm. Her son had powers? She looked up at Klaus and remembered Bonnie's vision: Klaus could hold her son without being hurt. What did it all mean?
"Why me?" Klaus said wiping a finger down the windowsill and discovering it was covered in three inches of dust. They would need cleaners. He carried on down the landing, passing some spectacular rooms that Caroline, couldn't help but peep into because the doors were ajar. "I presume you're hungry? You can stay in this room. It used to be Rebekah's. I'll bring some food."
"Nothing fresh," she snapped and Klaus smirked.
Caroline stopped him before he could leave, still trying to understand what was happening.
"You said when Tyler died. Tyler might have given something to you, what did you mean?" she said.
"He was sired when he died - a part of him - attached itself and I became responsible." It sounded impossible, but she'd learned to believe impossible things could happen. "I have somehow adopted your baby."
Tyler's death had forced Klaus to be her protector. Matthew chose this moment to yawn and Caroline pressed her fingers against his gums quickly; she could feel a sharp point forming and she looked aghast. Her son was teething with vampire fangs! And she and Klaus were now playing House. "I suppose, you could say, I'm its father now." Klaus seemed bemused. Caroline was still trying to wrap her head around the idea.
"You can change his pooey nappy then, dad, and I'll get breakfast."
Klaus stuttered in protest but Caroline was already out the door. There was another thing that stopped her from worrying, Matthew's blood could kill an Original. Klaus stared at the pudgy baby which gurgled, waving its arms and kicking its feet. Klaus had no clue how to raise a baby. He had only thought of England because it was the first place he fell in love.
Elijah had told him Katerina Petrova was the key to destroying his curse. His betrayal had ruined everything. He was stupid not to have guessed then that Elijah was behind his misery. He had persuaded him that Katerina was to die and Klaus had never admitted his true feelings for her. He kept those vulnerabilities to himself but he knew the meaning of love.
Klaus left Matthew gurgling on the mattress of the four-poster and opened the curtains wide so light streamed into the room. He realised that the light had no effect whatsoever on the baby. He also noticed, that the fangs, Caroline had been so worried about were suddenly as long as the tip of his pointer. He poked the baby in the stomach, wondering if their connection was because he was also part hybrid. Their strange bond had made them a dysfunctional family. Klaus attempted to undo Matthew's buttons on his one piece but the boy's flailing limbs made it impossible, and when he finally reached his nappy, he was kicked in the eye.
Growling a little from the pain, he ignored it, he still couldn't bring himself to hurt him. Klaus wrapped up the bundle of mushy poo, disgusted. It smelled like the London sewers in the 1500s. Gagging from the smell he ran to the bins outside, hugging Matthew close to his chest. Flinching when specks of spit him in the ear when the boy began to blow raspberries.
Klaus flung the pooey nappy from the front door into the garbage bins. He sighed, in relief until he noticed Caroline's raised eyebrows. She was holding two-blood bags. Matthew weed down his shirt in excitement. Klaus felt his temper rise, then exchanged the bags for the baby.
"I think I should bathe him, and then I'll feed him. Coming?" Klaus was too busy yanking his stained shirt from his head. She stole a glance at him, lingering on his toned abs and smiling appreciatively. "You stop that," she hissed and Matthew wriggled his legs. She refused to let him persuade her to feel anything for Klaus. She wouldn't.
0o0o
Alaric was expecting to find Damon drowning in the bourbon as usual, instead he walked in on Damon fast asleep on the couch with Elena snuggled up beside him. He didn't like it, but at least he hadn't caught them having sex. He turned to see Rebekah and Stefan staring at him, hand in hand, then Bonnie, Katherine and Jeremy walked in, wondering what exactly they had missed. Alaric was relieved that Bonnie was there, what he had found concerned her as much as the rest of them.
"Where have you been?" Jeremy asked the only one he had left, in his family, apart from Elena.
"Researching," and he pulled out pages that looked like he had ripped them out of the grimoire. Bonnie gasped, they were pages from the grimoire. "It's ok, we'll sticky-tape them back together."
"Researching what?" Damon was flattening his hair which was all tousled. Elena peered at them bleary-eyed over the top of the couch and wished she hadn't. Stefan seemed surprised and Rebekah grinned. "What's been going on?" Damon asked. It didn't take long for the others to fill them all in on what had taken place. By the end of it Alaric realised that all his research had been in vain - they had already killed Elijah - and Bonnie knew how to destroy the talisman that belonged to Esther.
"We need Matthew's blood to undo the talisman, his blood can kill Originals, therefore his blood can also destroy an Original's tool, we just have to find where Klaus took Caroline." Bonnie explained. Jeremy smiled at Alaric's frown, patting his shoulder gently.
"That's why I love her." They were broken up. Bonnie was still working out her feelings and he was pretty sure, killing Elijah had only been one step towards her forgiveness. Elena fixated on Stefan's hand which was on Rebekah's waist. She thought about Damon's hand around her as she slept and for once, his moving on didn't hurt as much. Elena knew it was because she was falling in love with Damon. Bonnie could feel the tension in the room but she didn't want to get caught up in it. Caroline was depending on her, everything else would have to wait.
"Do you have any idea where Klaus might take Caroline?"
Stefan said, "Chicago?" but Rebekah shook her head, twirling her talisman between her fingers.
"England." Katherine admitted, shrugging. "Klaus told me once that the manor was his safe-haven."
"Well, not all of us can get to England." Bonnie said, breaking the silence. It was decided that Stefan, Rebekah and Katherine would go. Damon had opted to stay with Elena and Bonnie needed to get things sorted for the spell. Jeremy and Alaric decided to make themselves scarce, until they were needed again. "We'll be back soon," Stefan promised.
0o0o
Carol Lockwood sat in her dead husband's leather chair, staring at their family photo on his desk. Tyler had not come home in weeks and she knew it wasn't just to do with him being a werewolf. Something else had happened, and he hadn't told her. She had been dealing with the threat of vampires in their town by herself. Even Liz, the Sherriff had disappeared mysteriously. The house was empty and still.
Carol took a walk around the grounds and came to the Lockwood Cellar, named because it was the only place where hundreds of Lockwoods would chain themselves up when they turned, trying to protect themselves and their loved ones. Carol knew she probably wouldn't find anything there, but it was where Tyler had shown her his secret. She had thought it was a fable, never believing that something like that would be true - but she supposed, she should have known better; if there were vampires there would be werewolves. Carol shone the torch down the stone steps of the cellar and across the metal fences that separated each cell and she remembered her son's transformation.
The cellar was dark, eerie and smelled disgusting, like rotting rats or worse. She pushed open the gate of a large cell and squinted at something that obscured the back wall. Intrigued but nervous, she jumped at a scuffling of a rat, and then she shone her torch on the back wall and let out a scream, letting the torch clatter to the ground, leaving her with two dead bodies.
"Carol!" Liz shone the torch in her face.
"Liz! What are you doing here? Where have you been?"
"I don't know. I left town. I found myself here this morning and then I realised who else was here." Liz knelt beside one of the bodies and took out the boys' IDs. "What happened? Vampires?" Liz took her time to answer. Her memories were coming back: Tyler had compelled her to leave, Caroline was pregnant, Klaus, the Original vampire had come to kill them all. They weren't just fighting vampires, they were fighting the strongest and wisest of vampires, the Originals.
Liz turned slowly, and she could see the realisation on Carol's face. "I'm sorry, Carol."
"No, no, I don't believe it."
"Best friends: Matt and Tyler," Liz said, holding up their IDs.
"Who did this?" she stuttered, breaking down and pressing her cheek against his cold cheek.
"We can't stay, Carol. They'll be safe here." Liz called Damon on her mobile and warned him that they had found the bodies, she got his message-bank. "Damon, it's Liz. You better get down to the station this instance and tell me why both Matt and Tyler are dead. What has been going on?! Carol Lockwood knows. You need to move their bodies now before we send them to the morgue -"
Liz had only just put away her phone when Damon grabbed her by the shoulder and steered her out to the parking lot, making sure Carol was distracted. He pushed Liz against a patrol car, and answered her questions. "Klaus happened. Turns out that it's not Klaus we should be afraid of, it's Elijah."
"Why didn't you get rid of them?" Liz said furious at Damon's negligence when they piled them into the trunk of her car. They drove for hours until they were out of Mystic falls. Damon stopped the car, he turned to Liz with an exasperated sigh.
"I didn't think Carol would go there. I was going to bury them in the cellar." Liz looked out the front screen at a small cemetery on outskirts of another town. Damon and Liz lifted Matt first from her boot and dropped him into an open grave. Liz felt it was wrong not to have put him in a coffin with a tomb stone but it would be worse to attract attention. Tyler was lifted and dropped onto Matt, they were still covered in a thick blanket but Damon had less regret than Liz had.
"Elijah needs the coffin, sorry boys," He said, dragging Elijah's corpse from the spot Stefan had left him and digging up another grave. "Sorry George Kobler, but you've got a roomy now." He lay Elijah on top of him and groaned when the coffin lid didn't shut. He piled the dirt back on the stranger's grave, and waited for Liz, who had dirt on her face. Damon was admitted it was glad to have her back.
"How's Caroline?" Liz finally asked, when she had finished burying Matt and Tyler.
"Klaus has her and the baby." Something like fear, settled in Liz's features and Damon took her hand kindly. "We've got a plan. We need you to interfere as much as you can with the investigation. If things get too hard, then you can let us know and we'll get you out of there. Mystic Falls isn't what it used to be, it's getting harder to keep secrets." Liz nodded, she would do her best. "I'll let you know when Caroline's home."
Liz dropped off Damon and carried on to the police station, hoping Carol hadn't missed her.
0o0o
Caroline bathed and fed Matthew finding it easier each time. Matthew even seemed to understand that he had to be careful now he was growing at a fast rate. It was clear he didn't like hurting her. She walked into the library where Klaus had his head inside a book. He had put on a new shirt and she hissed at Matthew for making her want Klaus to take it off as quickly as possible. "Did you think he'd stay little forever?" He said unhelpfully, snapping the book closed. Caroline saw that he was reading Lord of the Rings. She wondered if Matthew had somehow led him to that decision. "I hope you don't mind, but I thought I'd invite some guests." Klaus said, shelving Tolkien's classic. Caroline heard footsteps coming up to the house. He was unbelievable! "You can stay upstairs, or join us." Klaus said casually and Matthew squirmed in her arms so much after Klaus had left that Caroline put him down and to her amazement he sat up and banged his fists on the ground, leaving little dents.
Caroline could hear Klaus introducing himself this his guests and she heard people admire the manor. She wondered what his real intentions were, and whether he had just decided to throw a party because it was easier to feed off them. "Will you sleep and let me enjoy the party?" she asked him. He just smiled but didn't cry when she left him on the bed, tucked in tightly with pillows. She kissed his head softly. Caroline joined Klaus and he did something unusual, he took her hand and she got that same feeling of security she had before yet at the same time wished to slap him for it. He brought her round to meet his new friends and introduced her as his partner. Partner! They both glanced at each other, knowing that Matthew was doing this: tricking them into becoming a family.
"Oh how lovely!" One girl gushed. "You are so lucky!" Another girl said, clutching the arm of her own boyfriend, who seemed taken aback. Klaus still hadn't let go of her hand. The longer he held it, the more her emotions stirred. She held her breath, trying to ignore the sudden images of her flinging herself into his arms and kissing him passionately. Each time she blinked she was erasing the sexual fantasies that were too inappropriate to share. Klaus' voice interrupted one seriously sexy moment, and she gasped. She hoped their connection, or whatever it was, didn't allow him to see what she just had.
"Come on in, make yourselves at home. Grab some champagne, beer, wine?" Klaus offered, pointing at a table where the entire surface was covered in alcohol. Caroline hadn't even heard him go out. "Hard liquor?" He whispered in Caroline's ear and her eyelids fluttered in ecstasy. He had killed Matt, she reminded herself. He was a terrible person. He was an Original. She kept trying to think of things to stop her from feeling like she had met her prince.
Soon the ballroom was packed with horny teenagers, girls that were gossiping about boys they liked, boys that were guzzling down beer in barrels and waiters she had never seen before. Klaus still hadn't let go of her hand. She wasn't entirely sure she wanted him to. Every second, people congratulated Klaus for having a beautiful and impressive home, he did the rounds with Caroline and then a surprise band was announced. The Killers were rocking out a stage in the middle of the room with Smile Like You Mean It. Most of the teenagers were dancing in a sort of mosh, with their arms in the air. "What is all this?" she said.
"Just a welcome home party," he smiled.
"But this isn't you," Caroline tried to convince herself, still aware of her hand in his. Klaus grinned, "This is the real me before my obsession to destroy the curse. I used to love parties here. I loved being host." He said, sadly. Caroline pulled him away from the party and closed her eyes, breathing steadily. This wasn't real. Klaus couldn't change that fast. He wasn't good like Matt and Tyler had been. He couldn't be trusted. "Why did you kill them?" The spark in Klaus' eyes faded and their hands fell to their sides. Caroline stood determined. She needed to know the answer. She couldn't forget them or what had happened to them.
"I was angry," Klaus muttered. "I didn't kill Tyler - that was Elijah, and it was because he chose to save you instead of killing me."
"Matt was everything you'll never be" Caroline whispered.
Klaus paused. "I was angry because they had resurrected Elijah. I told Tyler to kill all of them. Tyler chose Matt first." He was so different - almost likeable. He was vulnerable, and her heart melted.
"Sorry to interrupt: curry puff?" A waiter asked, Klaus waved him away quickly.
"There's something going on between us." He murmured pulling her close and her confusion and anger evaporated. "I'm drawn to you." He said, twisting around so that she had her back against the wall of the empty hallway. Had she stopped breathing? His mouth hovered by her ear, and her doubts disappeared, making way for what she needed, missed and what was good for her son.
Caroline exhaled, slowly. "Kiss me." Klaus's lips pressed against her neck, making her heart flutter. Her fingers snatched the end of his shirt, lusting to touch and taste his skin. His hand finished her action and the fabric dropped to the floor, forgotten. His mouth slammed against hers and her eyes snapped shut as electricity shot through her skin. He tucked his hands into her hair as his tongue caressed hers, deepening their kiss. He ripped open her shirt, smirking when the buttons pinged to the floor. Her bra was next to go, and she pushed against him as his mouth licked and sucked on her pert nipples, chuckling when she gasped and moaned in surprise. He unzipped her jeans, pulling them off impatiently. She tugged his head of curls, so that he growled, and his eyes glinted yellow. He grinned, reaching down to tug at her knickers. Stepping out of them, she did a small jump, wrapping her legs around his hips. Klaus pressed his thumb into her core, teasing her until she, until she cursed him. He undid his own jeans, not bothering to take them off, and pushed himself inside her.
"Oh god!" Klaus slapped his hand over her mouth in warning and she bit her lip until it bled, he bucked slowly against her and she slid up and down the wall, moaning. He pushed harder and rougher into her and she panted between kisses. His head sank beneath her chin, leaving a trail of hot kisses. Her own mouth connected with his ear. There was the sound of a clattering tray and she saw the waiter standing frozen to the spot, gobsmacked. She made a sort of, squeak and Klaus grinned, "Be a good bloke and forget what you saw here." The waiter left them. Caroline's smile faded when his paced fastened. She held onto his shoulders, her breasts bumping into his face as she arched her body, eager for her orgasm. He grunted, taking her mouth in a passionate kiss when she thought she might scream. She moaned and shivered, her eyes rolled back into her head. Klaus jolted roughly shooting his seed inside her. "I better not be pregnant again." she rasped, kissing the top of his muscular shoulders, sweetly. Klaus smirked, "We've already got one boy, a little girl might be nice." And his lips lingered on her cheek. "I think your son wants us to get along," he said, bucking his hips again to start up another rhythm. "Stop worrying," he ordered, nibbling on her ear.
"What are we doing?" she said, trying not to admit she wanted him. "This is wrong! We shouldn't be doing this. We are letting a baby control us," she stuttered.
Klaus snorted. "If he is, he has a very dirty mind." How could he not take this seriously? They hated each other. Klaus was evil. Klaus murdered Matt, and yet she swooned each time Klaus kissed her. He made her feel alive. Klaus inserted three fingers into her dripping core and his head rested against her forehead. "Forget everything just for now, and we'll talk about it later, I promise. Just relax." Caroline's legs tingled and was pleased to see he made her wet extremely quickly.
They landed on the floor of his room. They didn't make it to his bed. She fell back onto a shaggy rug and waited until he climbed over her with a grin, running his hand between her breasts and down to her waist. She swallowed, a little afraid, but only of the noises she would make when he began to lick her core. His tongue circled over her buds, slurping and provoking them, he began to pull them with his teeth, just to hear her reaction. She was so wet, her juices forced Klaus' tongue out of her and he grinned when she jolted almost off the rug. Klaus grinned, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Enjoying the band?" He said, tracing one of her nipples with a wet finger, and she just wanted him inside her already. Mr Brightside was vibrating through the floor. "Enough teasing." Klaus grabbed her hips and Caroline's toes curled. She bucked with him this time; her kisses were more fiery and she was less nervous. "I'm enjoying your music," she said listening Klaus' grunts and groans. He smiled, holding her head up to his face. She was sure her lipstick had faded, not that it mattered, Klaus hadn't liked her for her lipstick! Why was she thinking about lipstick when Klaus was inside her? Klaus lingered on her lips, pulling at them softly and Caroline pressed back, desperately. He grinned between kisses, adjusting his position until she was a sweaty mess again. Klaus pulled her wrist down and stared at it for a moment, then he pressed his lips against the scars gently. She lifted her head to suck on his lips, "I love you." Klaus blinked down at her. "I'm sorry?" She looked ashamed, having not wanted to say anything of the sort. "If this baby wants a family, and I get to do this to you whenever I want, then I love you more." She smiled sheepishly, and she forgot all about what was right and wrong and threw herself into his embrace, making the most of it. Her second orgasm was better than her first and after they had both climaxed, Klaus reluctantly rolled off her to let her take a shower and went to check on the Matthew, who was wide awake with a great fat grin on his cheeky face.
"Your mother is one sexy vixen," he muttered, impressed. Caroline chose that moment to come into the bedroom wearing nothing at all. Klaus covered Matthew's eyes quickly. "He's going to be scarred for the rest of his life now."
She smirked, gathering her clothes, as Klaus made it very difficult to concentrate, by running his hands down her spine. "I'm going to check on our guests." He had already gotten dressed, somewhere between the rug and her shower. Matthew blew a raspberry at her and she knew it was him telling her he told her so! "You're in big trouble mister!"
A/N: I wanted to give Klaroline my own flare and be a little special. Please review.
