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In which Marcel has killed Hayley and the child, and Klaus is morning the loss of his heir.
Caroline watched. Honestly, there wasn't much she could do.
What do you tell a thousand year old vampire who has lost his child?
"I gained everything else," Klaus said fiercely, punching the bag again. "Everything I wanted, Caroline. I acquired my title again. I found my eternal queen. I have my brother, my sister, loyalty. And in return, I lost my child."
Caroline held back tears. Klaus punched the bag harder, his voice having already risen to a yell. She desperately wished there was some way to help him. After he'd found true loyalty, true friends from his people, true love with her, Marcel had been enraged and killed Hayley. Five months pregnant, Hayley was dead and Klaus had no child or heir. He would never be a father.
"I'm sorry I can't help you," Caroline said. His pain ripped at her like claws. "With everything I have, I wish I could help."
Klaus looked at her miserably, ceasing his punches. He stood there, in his basketball shorts and nothing else, pain in his features. Caroline saw a flicker of light, however, show itself in his eyes. "Do you love me, Caroline?"
"What?" she sniffled. "Seriously?"
"Yes." he began walking closer. "Do you love me? Or do you fear me? Or do you tolerate me as a second choice because Tyler left you?"
"Listen to me," Caroline said fiercely, hands lying on either side of his face. They looked into each other's eyes. "I love you. It took me a long time to give in, and things weren't always easy, but I'm here now. I'm in New Orleans, with you, because I want to be. And I know I've never lost a child, but we can somehow work through this."
"I don't like having weakness, Caroline."
Her heart dropped. Her hands fell from her lover's face. "Are you going to ask me to leave? Because I really don't think that after everything we've been through, it should not just be thrown away."
Klaus stared at her long and hard. His Caroline, his queen. She was so full of strength and light, and he needed her by his side. Fear probed his mind, however, giving him thoughts of what might happen to her. His child was killed, and he was furious. The feelings he had from that were nothing compared to what he would feel if she were to be taken from him, or killed. He could almost bear the thought of her in someone else's arms, as long as she wasn't killed.
But Klaus was turning soft and had always been selfish. He needed her more than he could say. So, when he realized Caroline had tears sparkling in her eyes, he gathered her in his arms and held. Caroline hugged him back, needing the assurance of his strong arms and fierce love for her.
And as he always did for Caroline, and nobody else, Klaus let his guard down. Hot tears fell onto her porcelain neck as he whispered against it, so softly only a vampire could hear, "I need you. Please never leave, because I need you."
"I won't," Caroline whispered back. Knowing the depth of his words, and how much it took for him to say them, she held tighter. "I will never leave you."
