Leonie wasn't awake by the time Klaus took her back to the mansion, placing her gently onto the massive bed, staring at her, unable to take his eyes from her. She was back. She... his Leonie, she was really back.

He sat on the chair next to her all day, waiting for her to wake up.

It was the next morning when she groaned quietly and opened her eyes, frowning, then felt the covers over her naked body and sat up, pulling it around her.

"What-?" she said, eyes wide in shock, but Klaus took her face in his hands and said. "Sweetie?"

Leonie scowled, pulling away from the strange man. Grabbing the covers and standing up, backing away with wide eyes. "Who are you-? What am I-? What am I doing here!"

Klaus felt his stomach drop- she didn't remember him...

"Leonie, it's me. It's Klaus. You remember?" he said, stepping forwards, but she backed off, eyes widening all the time. "Get away from me!" she yelled, but before she could run, Klaus pinned her to the floor, trying to ignore the terrified tears that were in her eyes.

"Please, I'm not going to hurt you." he said softly, taking her face in his hands once more, begging with his eyes for her to believe him.

"It's me! God Lee... the eleventh century, those times we used to sneak out and hide in the orchard? That time you told me you loved me for the first time? It's me. Your Niklaus."

Leonie frowned now, recognizing that name. "Niklaus?" she frowned, stopping her attempts to push him away, then her frown deepened. "You... you're my Niklaus." then she found herself smiling. "I know you."

"Oh thank God-" he sighed, leaning down and kissing her passionately for a few minuets, wanting to hold her and never let her go again.

"What happened?" she asked now as she stood up, pulling the covers around her still, but then Leonie giggled. "What have you done to your hair? It's so short!"

"Sweetie..." he sighed, putting his hands on each of her shoulders, looking into her eyes. "It's... the twenty-first century. The year 2011 to be precise."

"Wh-what-? But-?"

"You died..." he said now, raising a hand to her cheek and tracing his thumb over her soft skin, then said gently. "How are you feeling?"

Leonie just stood there in shock. "How long have I been dead-?"

"Let's not talk about-"

"Niklaus!"

"Almost a thousand years."

Leonie shook her head in shock, raising her own hands and took Klauses face in them. "You haven't aged a day-"

All Klaus could do was lean forwards and kiss her, pulling her tight into his arms and pushed her onto the bed, moving that long, lucsious hair of hers behind her ears so he could kiss her neck.

"I have missed you so very much." he murmured, twining his hands with hers. Leonie understood now- a thousand years he had been alone.

She'd been dead for a thousand years-?

"Why-? How did I die? It's all dark..." she muttered, putting her head on his chest, closing her eyes. Klaus sighed. "My stepfather. He... stabbed you."

"Yes, I remember that- my adopted father was your true father, yes?"

Klaus nodded. "He was."

"My god... he told me. He said he-" Leonies eyes widened. "He told me that he had an illegitimate son that he saw everyday. No wonder I could see you so very often."

"Yes, my father, my real father, seemed to be a decent man." Klaus chuckled, leaning down and kissing her once more, closing his eyes.

"So... what has changed?" Leonie now frowned, sitting up and realizing she was still naked, a flush in her cheeks. Klaus laughed a little.
"Oh my love... so much has changed. I assure you."

-YaYwH-

Leonie thought it rather funny, the new clothes that Klaus had bought for her.

"What are these things?" she laughed, holding up a pair of dark navy jeans, feeling the weird fabric. "They are called jeans." he chuckled, then nodded for her to pull them on. He'd already had to tell her about underwear. They didn't exist back then in the 11th century.

"They are... rather fitting." she giggled, pulling them on, but Klaus rolled his eyes and did the zip up for her. "See? Easy." then handed her a long floral style top with short sleeves and a little back leather jacket. "I thought these would suit you." he said, then Leonie raised an eyebrow and held up a bra.

"What the hell is this?"

When Leonie had finally managed to put her clothes on correctly, Klaus took her out, walking her around town.

He thought his hand was going to get crushed by how hard she was holding his. Escpecially when she saw the cars...

And freaked out big time.

Later that day, she was sat on the sofa flicking through the thing called a TV, giggling as she went. It was an amazing contraption!

"So- to your liking?" Klaus asked smugly sitting down next to her with a coffee in his hands. Leonie frowned. "What is that?"

"This? Coffee."

"I want to try it."

"I don't-" he started, but she had already taken it and had a sip, eyes widening before she coughed. "That is disgusting! Bad. bad coffee!"

Klaus laughed, then reached to the table and picked up a bar of chocolate. "You'll like this Sweetie."

"I doubt it much." she snorted, then bit into it, eyes widening once more.

"I love this! What is it!"

"Chocolate"

"I want more chocolate. Now!"

"I am never going to get bored of you, am I?" he grinned, kissing her chocolate tasting lips.

Leonie grinned, then sat back and grabbed the TV remote once more, pressing it once and turning it over to another channel, making Klaus grin when she did that giggle he loved so much. God he had alot to teach her. So much to explain...

But there was still two things niggling at him-

She didn't know what the monster he had become...

And she was human.

Thought I'd be nice and stick the next one up:) Poor Leonie is clueless on the 21st century lmao! reviews much loved:) x Nicola