Caroline had known for years that Klaus loved her. The years that passed by, without him showing back up in Mystic Falls for whatever reason, the demonstrations of devotion to her when something in her life happened.
Her mother's funeral. Flowers and a check sent for her to decide whatever coffin she wanted for her mother. That was something she wouldn't ever forget. His assurance of the validity of Caroline's love for Josie and Lizzie. And even now, she knew if she said she had to leave for whatever reason, Klaus wouldn't try to make her stay. Not even this new Klaus. But she didn't want to. Ever again.
"You want to what?" Alaric asked over Face time.
"I want to open a Salvatore School in New Orleans. The plan has worked amazingly in Mystic Falls, and the Quarter is a miasma of supernatural people. They need help as well"
"That's why you have them sent to the school, Caroline. Setting up a franchise of supernatural schools? That won't end well"
"Oh so you've been taking hits of that psychic powder Elena ingested?" Caroline replied dryly. Alaric sighed in frustration. "Look, we'll do a trial run. Five months. If something bad enough happens, or not enough people register, then I'll forget about the idea."
"And if it does fail? Will you come back?" Alaric asked. Caroline looked away. "The girls miss you terribly, Care. And I only use the word 'terribly' because Lizzie is acting out, worse than I've ever seen. She needs you to come back."
"Look, send the girls to New Orleans by the end of the week. I'll have them here while the trial's running."
Alaric stared back at her, considering.
"I'll send them. If they want to come back though, they're coming back." He stated, then closed the laptop. Caroline sighed on her own end and closed it. Then she heard a throat clear in the doorway. She smiled.
"What do you think?" She asked, turning around to see Klaus with his arms crossed, leaning on the doorway. He smiled back and her and offered his hand. She stood.
"I think, of all the paths I imagined you ever taking, this is nobler than I could've fathomed." He quoted, grinning. Caroline enveloped him in her arms and pulled back, deeply kissing him.
He inhaled her scent, taking a long strand of her blonde hair between two fingers, rubbing them against his skin. Klaus took a firmer hold on her body, walking them backwards into her room and closing the door. Their kisses continued, accompanied by giggles and some clothes taken off. Caroline fell back on the foot of the bed, her over shirt on the floor, and soon so was Klaus's shirt. He laughed as he tried to pick her up from her rear and only ended up tearing her skirt, earning a playful glare. She ripped the skirt off and he followed her fully onto the bed.
Their lips began to breeze over each other, her neck, his chest, clothed body parts and bare. When Caroline's hand accidentally brushed over his bottom, they froze, staring at each other. They hadn't shared such intimacy since he was first alive. She held his face in one hand, sliding the other down his torso to his hip, and buried her hand into the back pocket. Klaus laid a slow kiss to her forehead, then her nose, and cheek.
There was a knock on the door. Caroline sighed and let her head rest on the pillow, keeping her hand in his back pocket. Another knock.
"Dad? Aunt Freya wants you to look after Anis for a minute."