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Inspired by:

Kerrie Roberts- This Love Doesn't Run

One Month Later

Caroline fingered the parchment in her hands, and felt tears burn her eyes as she read the last lines. She still couldn't understand why he would do this. She knew Tyler was getting desperate after a month of her staying with the Mikaelsons. She couldn't imagine a life without Klaus or the rest of the family. They had become her family, and she loved them with all her heart.

The tears, burning in her eyes, began to fall down her cheeks. The paper crinkled in her hands, and she dropped it on the floor.

She stood up, and went to the back of the tent, running her fingers through her hair. She planted her hands in front of her mouth, and shook her head.

How could he be so cruel as to threaten her family? She let out a cry, and fell to the ground. How could he plan to kill her parents when they had no part in her kidnapping?

She dropped her face in her hands, and let the tears fall. She wanted his arms around her, but he was gone on a routine scout with his brothers to help Finn and his wife relocate. Caroline's heart ached at the thought of him so far away. Bonnie was helping Rebekah with some issues, and couldn't come to see her. Katherine and Elena never came to see her; well Katherine came a few times.

But she didn't care about them seeing her, she only cared about him. She wanted him.

Maybe that was the problem. Maybe the love she felt in her heart was a mistake. Maybe if she left, Tyler would spare her parents, and ultimately spare him. She needed him to be spared, not for his families sake, but for hers. She thought about the times they had spent together. She couldn't bear the thought of living in this world without him in it.

Caroline sat up, wiped the tears from her face. Taking a deep breathe, she rose to her feet, and walked to the front of the tent. She peered out, and sighed as she looked at the people wandering around the camp. She closed the flap, and sighed once more. She noticed the knife on tray from her dinner, and picked it up.

Glancing at the back, and then to the front, Caroline walked to the back, and lifted the knife. With a swift slash, she cut the back of the tent with precision. With another look at the front, she sighed as she turned to the table, and picked up a paper and an ink pen.

Klaus,

This is not the easiest thing for me to write, but I have to leave. There is nothing I want more than to stay with you, but I fear I have no choice. My parents' lives are being threatened, and I fear if I do not Tyler will kill them.

Caroline paused as tears fill her eyes, making it hard for her to see. She shook her head, and cleared her throat.

I want you to know that I love you. I know I have not said the words, but after this month with you, I realize I do love you. I hope you can forgive me, and I pray I will see you again.

I love you, Klaus.

Always and Forever yours,

Caroline

She finished the note, and left it on her pillow. She wiped away her tears as she slipped out the back of the tent.

The sun was rising high, moving to the west, so Caroline knew that she only a few hours before the sun would set, and she would be stranded in the dark, but she was willing to take that chance.

She ran in a direction, not knowing exactly where she was heading. She just knew she needed to get away from the camp, to a place where the soldiers would find her.

She stopped at an oak tree, and placed her hand on the bark, and tried to catch her breathe. She looked up at the sky, and knew she had been running for a few hours. Klaus had probably made it back to camp, by now, and found her note.

Tears fell down her face at the thought of the look of horror on his face or pain. She hated giving him heartache, but she found no other choice.

She leaned her head back, and took a deep breath as she looked at the sky, and felt the wind blow in her face.

She covered her face with her hands, and felt her heart break. She was gone for only a few hours, and she still felt the emptiness of being without him. How did he become such an important part in her life?

She lifted her head, when she heard hoofs galloping in her direction. She began to feel her heart pound in her chest at the thought of it being Tyler's men.

She took another deep breathe, as she stepped away from the tree to face the unknown visitor.

She had closed her eyes, when the rider approached, she heard the horse stop, and slowly she opened her eyes.

Her eyes widened as she gazed upon the rider.

Klaus glared at her, as he jumped off his horse. The fury he felt when he read her note disappeared when he saw her tears falling down her face.

He let the horse graze as he approached her with just a spark of anger in the depths.

Caroline covered her mouth, and turned away from him, hoping to run, but found she couldn't move. She couldn't run from him, not now.

She heard him approaching him, and felt tears fall down her face. She began shaking as he came closer.

"Leaving without so much as a goodbye?" Klaus asked, stopping only a few feet away from her.

Caroline choked on her tears and emotion, but refused to turn around.

"I left a note." She said as her voice cracked.

Klaus nodded, and took the paper kept safely behind his belt. "Yes, I saw it." He replied, looking down at it. "For someone who bared her soul out in a few words, you seem intent on leaving." He added his voice harsh and broken.

"Yet you seem intent on stopping me." She whispered, her head bowed, tears falling her face.

She heard him stepping around to the front of her, but she refused to look up into his eyes.

"I came to see if what you wrote in this note was true." He replied, shaking the note in front of her, watching as she glanced up to look at the note in his hand.

She lifted her eyes to his, and he saw the tears filling her beautiful eyes. She gave a weak smile, and then nodded.

Klaus inhaled deeply, and closed his eyes. He opened them and found her looking back at the ground.

He stepped closer to her, and lifted her chin with his right hand. He gazed into her eyes.

Caroline felt her heart pound in her chest, not from fear like before, but from the love she saw in his eyes.

"I want you to look me in the eyes, say the words you said in the note, and then tell me you are going to leave." He replied in a hurtful whisper.

Caroline felt the tears fill her eyes once more, as she drew a shaky breathe. "I love you." She whispered, looking into his eyes.

Klaus sighed at her words, and closed the distance between them to kiss her forehead. He pulled back, and gazed into her eyes. "Now tell me, you are going to leave." He replied, moving his hand to caress her cheek.

Caroline closed her eyes in pain, and stepped back. "I have no choice." She choked out.

Klaus shook his head. "Yes, you do, Caroline. You are just choosing the easy way out." He stated, trying to get closer to her, but she continued to evade him.

Caroline scoffed. "You think this is easy for me?" She asked, her eyes flaring. "You think it's easy for me to leave a man I love and his family, who I love as if they were my own?" She ranted, walking past him, only to have him grab her by the waist, and held her close to him.

"Do you think it's easy for me, Caroline?" He asked, in her ear, as she struggled against his embrace. "Do you think it's easy for me when I find out that you love me as I love you, and then you leave?" He added his voice harsh and dangerous.

Caroline halted her struggles after he spoke, and then turned her head. She was relieved when he allowed her to turn in his arms to look at him. "You love me?" She whispered, her heart feeling a thousand times lighter.

Klaus sighed. "Isn't it obvious, Caroline?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

Caroline closed her eyes, and lowered her head. "This doesn't change what I must do." She whispered, placing her hands on his chest.

"Caroline," He began, but she shook her head.

"I have to go, Klaus. I have to save my parents. Tyler has threatened to kill them if I'm not returned." She replied, looking up at him.

Klaus shook his head. "Caroline, he is just baiting you. He would never kill your parents. Not without inciting a war." He added, with a stern look.

"Klaus, don't you see that is exactly what he wants." She stated, her eyes moving over his face. "If I go back to him, he will leave my parents alone." She finished, moving her fingers to clutch the fabric of his tunic.

Klaus shook his head again. "He will never leave them alone, Caroline. You go back to him, and he will threaten them just to keep you there." He stated, holding her tighter against his chest.

Caroline sighed. "Then what would you have me do, Klaus?" She asked, shrugging her shoulders.

"Stay, and let us figure something out, together." He replied, lowering his forehead to hers.

Caroline sighed. "What if we can't?" She asked, closing her eyes.

Klaus pulled back, and waited until she opened her eyes. "I would die before I let Tyler harm you or your parents." He stated vehemently.

Caroline smiled weakly, and touched his face. "I know that, but it still doesn't change the fact, that I have no choice."

Klaus frowned and his eyes flashed dangerously. "You DO have a choice." He stated, his voice low, but dangerous.

Caroline sighed, and shook her head. "Why must you be so stubborn?" She stated, glaring at him.

Klaus rolled his eyes. "Why must you be so stubborn?" He repeated at her.

Caroline narrowed her eyes. "Don't you dare pull that on me." She stated, her eyes flashing.

"You want to know why I'm so stubborn?" He asked, and she nodded. "I'm stubborn because I don't want to lose you." He stated, holding her tighter.

Caroline sighed, and nodded. "You really do love me don't you?" She asked, her eyes watering once more.

Klaus smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I do." He whispered.

"I want to hear you say it." She whispered, her eyes searching his.

Klaus sighed, and looked above at the indigo sky. He looked back down into her waiting eyes, and smiled. "I love you, Caroline." He whispered, his eyes looking into hers honestly.

Caroline smiled, and her eyes filled with tears. She moved her hands to around his neck, and held him tight.

She moved her lips to his ear. "I think you planned this." She whispered, in his ear, feeling him shiver.

"What's that, love?" He whispered, in hers.

She moved her nose against his jaw. "You confess your love, and I fall into your arms." She replied, laying her head on his chest.

"You wanted me to say it, love. I didn't plan anything." He replied, laying his head on hers.

Caroline giggled for the first time, and moved her arms to around his waist. "My mom always told me that when you love someone you don't let them go, and you don't leave them. No matter what." She whispered, holding him tighter.

"Then why were you trying to leave?" He asked.

Caroline sighed. "I wanted to save my family." She replied, moving her head over his chest.

"Caroline," He began, but she lifted her head, and interrupted him.

"Klaus, when I say my family, I mean you and the rest of the family." She explained, with a smile.

Klaus sighed, and lifted his left hand to touch her face gently. "I…" He stuttered, not knowing what to say.

Caroline smiled, and touched his face. "I know, Klaus." She whispered, leaning forward and touched her lips on his cheek.

"Does this mean you are coming back with me?" He asked, as she pulled back.

Caroline smiled, and nodded. "I don't think I could leave you know." She replied, her smile faltering.

Klaus looked a little smug. "Why is that, swan?" He asked, his eyes twinkling.

"Because this love doesn't run and because you love me. That's enough for me." She replied, with smile.

Klaus smiled, and brought his lips to hers, and kissed her with a passion, neither of them could resist.

Caroline clung to him, as her mouth opened, allowing him access. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue roamed the inside of her mouth. Her hands moved from his waist and up his chest, as his hands ground her hips into his.

She gasped as his mouth tore from hers, and grazed her neck. She tipped her neck, allowing him more access. She smiled as he moved to her chest, and his lips brushed the exposed portion of her chest. She moaned and clung on his tunic, as his mouth opened and closed on her chest.

She moved her hands to his tunic, and to the opened area near his chest. Sliding her fingers inside the tunic, her fingers moved across his skin with delicate softness, causing Klaus to groan at her touch.

He moved his lips to hers once more, and devoured them, as her hands moved completely inside his shirt, caressing his chest.

He pulled back, and saw her eyes fill with such passion, it almost undid him right there. He let go of her waist, and reached for her hands.

"Caroline," He warned, as she leaned forward to capture his lips once more.

He growled as he let go of her hands to grab her waist once more. Caroline gasped as she felt a bulge hitting her lower stomach, pressing into her. She pulled back from his lips, and glanced down at his hips.

Klaus nodded, as she looked up. "Do you see what you're doing to me?" He asked, his eyes burning in hers.

Caroline blushed at the thought. "Klaus," She started, but he placed a finger on her lips.

"Let's get you home." He whispered, pulling her into his embrace.

Caroline wanted to say that she wanted to continue, but she knew he still wanted to wait. She looked behind her as he led her to the horse. Klaus paused and glanced where she was looking and looked at her.

"Caroline," He started, causing her to look at him. "I promise you this will be over soon."

Caroline sighed, and leaned into his embrace. She knew he was talking about Tyler, but she couldn't help but think about him meaning their desire. Would he throw her away when he finally made love to her? Would he stop loving her?

She turned to him, and looked into his eyes, and searched them silently.

"What is it?" He asked, as she remained silent.

Caroline narrowed her eyes. "Will you stop loving me if we make love?" She asked, searching his eyes.

Klaus' eyes widened, and then narrowed. He reached forward and grasped her shoulders. "I will never stop loving you, Caroline." He replied with a strict tone.

Caroline smiled when she saw truth shining in his eyes. She wrapped her arms around him, and held him tight.

Klaus held her, and looked up at the darkening sky. "We should get back to camp." He whispered running his fingers through her hair.

Caroline nodded, and grasped his hand in hers. She thought about a few hours ago. She had been so intent on leaving and saving his life and the life of her parents, and now she was heading back to camp, because he loved her, and she loved him.

And this love doesn't run. Her mother was right. It doesn't run.

~Castle~

Jean ran her fingers through her hair. She was supposed to be on guard, but she was sick of watching over Tyler's bitch. She walked along the middle of the pathway at the top of the wall, looking down at the ground below her. She sighed as she looked up at the sky, and watched as the sun faded in the distance. She leaned her forearms against the opening of the wall. She smiled as the wind picked up. The hint of the wilderness filled her nostrils, and her heart ached to be free to roam the forest, especially on this day.

She sighed once more when she heard someone coming up beside her. She glanced to her right side, and then rolled her eyes when she saw him.

"Aren't you supposed to be on guard duty?" Vaughn asked her, leaning against wall beside her.

Jean rolled her eyes once more. "I am on duty. I'm just not where Tyler or that slut of his wants me to be." She stated, looking out into the sky.

Vaughn smirked at her words. "You know if you are not careful, you will get in big trouble with the Prince." He replied, watching as the wind blew her brown hair behind her.

Jean shook her head. "I could care less about getting in trouble with that would-be prince." She replied, pushing off the wall, and began walking away from him.

"Why are you defensive this evening?" He asked, catching up with her.

Jean glared at him. "Don't start with me, Galen." She stated, pointing a finger at him, before she continued on her trek.

"Oh, no, you are not getting off that easy, Bonnie Jean." He replied, his Scottish accent very evident, as he grabbed her arm, stopping her in her tracks.

Jean felt her heart skip at his nickname for her, but ignored it. She tried to get free from his grasp, but his grasp was stronger.

"Let go of me Galen." She stated, her teeth clenching.

Vaughn shook his head. "No, not until you tell me what is wrong with you." He demanded, his eyes narrowing.

Jean stopped struggling, and finally sighed. "Do you even know what day this is?" She asked, her eyes growing darker.

Vaughn shook his head, and let go of her arm.

Jean shook her arm, and looked down at her hands. "It's been two years." She whispered.

Vaughn closed his eyes, and then tried to touch her, but Jean jumped away from his grasp.

"No, don't you even dare." She stated with a glare.

"Bonnie Jean," He began.

"No, don't you Bonnie Jean me, Galen." She interrupted, finally walking away from him.

Vaughn wouldn't let her go, though. He followed her down the hall to her quarters, and watched as she stopped at her door.

"I think I can manage by myself, Galen." She stated, harshly.

All she wanted was to be left alone. She didn't want to be troubled by him. Today, she wanted to be left alone.

Vaughn seemed to get the message, as he nodded, and walked away, leaving her standing in front of the door watching him walk away.

She sighed as she entered her room. No sooner had she closed the door, as a knock resounded from the other side.

Jean side as she opened the door to see Stefan on the other side.

"What do you want, Stefan?" She asked, leaning on the door.

Stefan held out his hand, and she looked at the note.

"It's from camp." He whispered, with a solemn look.

Jean opened the note and sighed as she read the note. She waded up the paper, and threw it across the room. She stomped across the room, to the window.

Stefan entered the room, and closed the door. "Elijah believes the traitor is either here or at camp, so he wants us to be careful." He replied, stepping closer to her.

"What about Galen and Jeremy?" She asked, turning to face him.

Stefan shook his head. "It couldn't be Jeremy. I know that for certain." He began, putting his left hand under his chin.

Jean sighed. "It can't be Galen." She replied, shaking her head.

"Why not?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

"Because, Stefan, I know him." She stated, throwing her arms out.

"I know him too, but I don't know if he is the traitor." He stated, lifting his brow.

Jean shook her head. "You don't understand, Stefan. I met Galen when I served in the Crusades. He helped me, Klaus, and Elijah escape the prison. He couldn't possibly be the traitor." She replied, with a sharp look.

Stefan nodded. "Well in any case, Elijah wants us to be careful." He replied, turning to walk to the door. He stopped midway through the room, and turned back to her. "It's been two years, hasn't it?" He asked, with a concerned look.

Jean turned her face away, and nodded.

"Jean," He began, walking back to her.

Jean shook her head, and held up her hand. "No, Stefan," She began, looking at him. "I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine." She replied.

"Jean," Stefan started, shaking his head. "I know you. You are not fine." He replied, grasping her arms lightly. "It's been two years since you were sent to prison, and lost your daughter." He added, looking into her brown eyes. "You've got to let go of the pain sometime." He whispered, in a soothing voice.

Jean glared at him. "How can I, Stefan?" She nearly shouted. "It was my fault I crossed my father. It was my fault I lost her." She shouted, stepping away from him.

Stefan shook his head. "It wasn't your fault, Jean. Your father was a horrible man, who mistreated you, and allowed his friend to rape you." He said with compassion. "It wasn't your fault that you lost your daughter in the prison in Jerusalem. The people there didn't give you much to eat, and mistreated you. It was no wonder you lasted your daughter didn't survive." He added, softly.

Jean shook her head. "No matter how logical that sounds, Stefan. I still ain't going to forget." She stated, with her eyes filling with tears.

Stefan sighed. "No one's asking you to forget, Jean. I'm just saying it's not your fault." He stated, adamantly.

"He's right, Bonnie Jean." Vaughn said, as he stood in the open door.

Jean scowled at him, but didn't move as he moved further into the room.

Stefan nodded, and turned to leave, closing the door behind him.

Jean folded her arms across her chest as Vaughn came closer to her.

"Why didn't you tell me you lost your daughter?" He asked, standing a foot from her.

Jean shrugged. "It was my business." She stated.

"Stefan knew." He replied, pointing to the door.

"He only knows because I was drunk one night and told him everything. That's the only reason." She replied, brushing past him.

Vaughn scoffed. "So the only way you tell people about your past is if you are drunk?" He asked, turning to face her.

Jean rolled her eyes. "Don't you even start with me, Galen!" She shouted, pointing her finger at him.

Vaughn sighed and went to her. "I will start, because you know what?" He stated, raising his brows. "I love you, Jean." He stated, reaching for her.

Jean's eyes widened and she stepped away from him. "Shut up, Galen." She stated, backing away.

He shook his head. "No, I'm going to listen to you. For months, I've listen to you brush me off, but not anymore. Jean, I know you care for me. You may refuse to admit it, but you do, and I'm not giving up on you." He stated, coming closer.

Jean shook her head once more, but then rolled her eyes. With a stern look, she threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him, hard.

All of the animalistic passion she had been feeling for the past few months broke loose, and she never dreamed this would feel the way it did.

It may have been wrong to use Galen Vaughn to get over her heartache she had been feeling for the day, but she didn't care. For at the moment, all she wanted was to feel was him, inside of her. She didn't care if she used his feelings. She didn't care that he might be a traitor; all she cared was getting the feeling of guilt erased for the one night.

Just for one night.

What did you think?

I put Jean in this chapter, because I have missed writing her. I hope you enjoy her, she is a fun character to write!

Don't worry about Kennett, they will return for the next chapter.

What about the traitor? Who is it? What about Klaus and Caroline's passion? Will they finally give in?

Until Next Time...