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Political Persuasion: Chapter 11
Their kisses continued to escalate becoming more heated with each and every caress. Klaus continued his assault on her lips making up for every second of lost time. He dipped his head peppering kisses along the length of her neck, the sound of her moans only spurring him on further. He moved lower feathering kisses over her chest and along her cleavage which was peeking out temptingly from her shirt. All he needed to do was undo one button and everything he wanted to see would be on display.
Klaus pulled away knowing he wouldn't be able to stop himself if he continued. He gazed at her wanting to memorise the picture forever. Caroline was panting heavily; her face was flushed, her blonde hair tousled and her blue eyes wild with desire. Klaus nestled his hands within her golden waves unable to stay away any longer and gently pushed her towards his desk. Klaus leaned down and cupped her bottom with his hands and lifted her up so she was sitting in front of him.
"Ouch." She groaned breaking him out of his haze. He looked down noticing she was sitting on a familiar brown package, but why exactly was it on his desk? She moved it to the side looking down, her gaze fixed firmly on the floor. Klaus placed his finger under her chin and pulled it up so she had no choice but to look directly in his eyes.
"So want to tell me what that's about?" He asked curiously gesturing towards the package. "If I'm not mistaken that looks like the present I gave you."
"Yeah about that." She murmured. "As much as I love it I don't really think I can accept it…"
"Oh I think you can and you will." He responded swiftly tired of all her ridiculous rules.
"Excuse me? You can't tell me what to do."
"Says the girl who's perched on my desk in a very compromising position I might add." He smiled. "If you refuse to take it I'll just have to make a big scene."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Try me." He smirked noticing her resolve fading fast. "Anyway how is kissing me any different to that?"
"Well last time I checked kissing didn't have a monetary value Senator." She grinned looping her arms around his neck.
"No it's much more valuable than that." He chuckled capturing her lips again. "Hang on." He mumbled breaking away reluctantly. "Why exactly were you spying on me before?"
"I was not spying on you." She shot back. "I came to return your very thoughtful present and when I heard you and the she-devil I I had no choice but to hide. I can't help that I overheard her pathetic attempts to seduce you."
"Sounds like someone is a little jealous." He teased moving in closer so that his lips were within inches of hers.
"I am so not jealous." She replied unconvincingly.
"So say I had taken Hayley up on her offer you're telling me you wouldn't have minded?" He asked curiously.
"Well I might have minded had I been stuck in the bathroom while that whole disturbing scene played out in front of me."
"I'm sure that was it." He said shaking his head. "So why was it that as soon as she left you couldn't keep your hands or lips off me?"
"I was having withdrawals if you must know." She uttered. "All that sex talk got me worked up."
"That is the worst excuse I've ever heard Caroline, I think you need to just come clean and admit you have the hots for me."
"You wish." She scoffed.
"You know it wouldn't hurt for you to agree with me just this once love."
"Fine." She conceded. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly attracted to you."
"Slightly attracted? That's an understatement given the way you launched yourself at me before."
"Okay extremely attracted." She smiled pulling him closer. "I like you a lot Klaus and the thought of you with a slutty Congresswoman or journalist makes me absolutely crazed with jealousy. How is that for you?"
"That is more than okay." He grinned. "You really were jealous."
"Yes yes I was jealous no need to rub it in. Now just shut up and kiss me."
"No I don't think I can do that yet."
"What now?" She pouted.
"Well I need to know exactly what's going on here."
"What do you mean?" She asked raising her eyebrows.
"I mean you're not just going to kiss and run are you?" He asked thinking back to the ball. "I'm not sure I could handle one of your text message rejections." Caroline's face softened.
"No I'm not going to kiss and run." She smiled running her hands through his hair and playing with a rogue curl. "I've decided I quite like it here with you."
"Good." He beamed. "I just needed to know what your intentions were towards me before we went any further."
"Oh my intentions are entirely dishonourable Senator." She laughed. "I'm assuming that's okay with you?"
"That's more than okay but I have to say this scenario is feeling a little Bill Clinton/Monica Lewinsky for my liking." He commented taking in the scene before him.
"Always having a go at the Democrats, you just can't help yourself." She giggled. "Anyway I'm not that easy."
"Well that's a damn shame." He murmured pulling her legs apart slowly and standing between them so that he was rubbing up against her.
"Hey I expect a real date mister. I was promised dinner if you recall."
"Yes I do remember with some delicious dessert." He murmured running his hands over her hair and placing them on her shoulders his thumbs tracing circles over her neck. She groaned unable to resist any longer pulling him flush to her and brushing her lips against his.
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"Well it's about bloody time." Stefan puffed as they ran across the bridge over the Potomac River. In an effort to improve his fitness Stefan had embarked on a strict regime and brought Klaus along for moral support.
"You're telling me." He panted. "Although it was definitely worth the wait."
"I can't believe she finally got past all her issues. I've never met anyone who's such a stickler for the rules."
"You're telling me." He muttered. "Anyway I'd be lying if I said she was completely over her issues but we've decided to be discreet. She doesn't want to upset her editor and given he runs the highest circulated publication in DC, neither do I."
"Yeah she feels indebted to Alaric for all his help." He said. "So I'm curious what exactly does discreet entail?"
"She wants a proper first date so I'm taking her out for dinner, although the best restaurants I know are all local so I've had to be creative."
"I have a feeling a home cooked meal won't suffice unless you can cook dessert because that girl has a sweet tooth."
"Tell me about it." He mumbled. "No I've made a reservation at La Ferme."
"As in Maryland?" He asked. "I suppose going all that way is certainly discreet."
"Exactly you can't get more inconspicuous than that, not to mention she'll love their dessert menu."
"You've certainly done your research; you must really like this girl." He teased nudging him in the side noticing his cheeks colouring slightly knowing it wasn't just from the exercise.
"You could say that." He grinned. Caroline had that effect on him. Ever since she'd burst into his life on Valentine's Day Klaus had discovered a newfound happiness that's he'd been missing since her.
Of course if he had his way their relationship would be public but given the circumstances this was the best they were going to get at the moment. Although Klaus figured keeping things under wraps might have their advantages given the secrecy was a real turn-on. He had been waiting so long and he hoped tonight after dinner would finally be their night.
"So how have you been man?" He asked looking at Stefan.
"Busy with work, you know how it goes."
"I would hardly call sitting through the playoffs a hard task." He laughed. "Seriously you have the best job."
"Oh I suppose it's okay." He joked.
"So did you meet any cute women on your travels?" He inquired. Since they'd reconnected Stefan hadn't mentioned one female besides his sister and he was starting to get a little worried.
"Not really." He said dismissively. "So any news on the Rebekah front?" Klaus nodded thinking she was the only girl Stefan seemed to care about.
"No she's still refusing to admit anything." He said in frustration.
"I'm sorry I wouldn't help you." He apologised. "It's just been really difficult what with all the bad memories it's brought up."
"That's fine man I completely understand." Klaus reassured him. After he'd failed to get Rebekah to confide in him he'd gone straight to Stefan knowing that if anyone could talk to her it would be him. As much as Rebekah liked to pretend she'd moved on with her life she was still in love with him and by the looks of it Stefan was too.
"Anyway Caroline ended up meeting her and by the sounds of it they really hit it off. " He smiled thinking how amazing she was for doing that for him.
"So you think she'll confide in Caroline then?"
"I really don't know. I hope so because otherwise I'm not sure what else to do."
"What about Elijah and Kol?" He asked. "Surely they'd be more than willing to step in."
"Oh I know they would." He said thinking how over protective they could be when it came to their sister. "I did think about telling them but I know that would just anger Rebekah and the last thing I want to do right now is alienate her."
"Yeah good point I hardly think them bowling in there would help matters."
"She's already got me on her back so I think three of us would be too much for her to take." He said knowingly. "Anyway can you just imagine either of them trying to have a heart to heart with Rebekah considering how much I struggled?"
"Well I'm not sure I could imagine Elijah having a real heartfelt conversation. He'd go straight into lawyer mode and start initiating divorce proceedings and as for Kol, well enough said."
"Yeah so it's probably best kept between us at the moment, I just hope it's not too late." He gulped. Klaus knew he had to do something soon considering the possible consequences.
"I know and that's why I've decided to talk to Rebekah." He said. "I couldn't forgive myself if something bad happened to her."
"Stefan you know you don't have to do that. Although I certainly wouldn't stop you if you wanted to intervene."
"Well I'll give it a try but I don't think she'll listen to me." Klaus had a feeling Stefan might be surprised. Given their history he might be the only one who could get through to his sister.
"Thanks man." He said sincerely. "Now I thought we were supposed to be running not out for a leisurely morning jog?"
"Fine I'll race you to the Capitol then." Stefan laughed as they both accelerated up the hill.
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To say he was distracted was an understatement. Klaus had spent the morning pacing around his office the adrenaline coursing through his body. He was wondering how Stefan's talk with Rebekah was going and hoped someone could finally get through to her. He stopped at the window looking out onto the courtyard watching people scurry past in haste.
If he was being honest most of his nerves were about a certain blonde and their date later that night. Klaus was struggling to contain his excitement and just wanted everything to be perfect so had booked a car to take them to La Ferme for dinner followed by a night at the nearby Inn at Perry Cabin, a beautiful bed and breakfast situated on the Miles River. He wasn't sure if that was being too presumptuous but they'd certainly waited long enough.
"Knock knock." He heard breaking out of his trance. He turned around noticing his brother loitering at his door. Klaus was surprised considering Elijah usually just burst right in without bothering to knock first.
"Big brother to what do I owe the pleasure?" He grinned wondering what he'd done now to earn his brother's ire.
"I just thought I'd stop by and say hello." He mumbled sitting down. Klaus immediately became suspicious Elijah never just dropped in to say hello.
"Really?" He asked curiously. "I'm finding that hard to believe considering you never visit me without having a purpose."
"Well maybe I've changed." He shot back testily.
"That's highly unlikely Elijah." He said shaking his head. "Let's see what could you possibly have to talk to me about?" Klaus sat down at his desk rubbing his hands together trying to work out what would make his brother turn up out of the blue like that. Klaus noticed Elijah's face colouring slightly during the prolonged silence.
"Now if I were a betting man I'd say this was about a bossy brunette around five foot seven?"
"Don't be absurd, can't a man visit his brother without the third degree?" He baulked tugging at his collar, a telling sign that Klaus was right.
"You have to work on that collar thing Elijah, it gives you away every time. I'm surprised your legal opponents haven't cottoned on to that yet." He smirked.
"Oh and how many cases have you won Niklaus?" He asked defensively, his competitive side coming out.
"Not as many as you dear brother." He replied in a monotone voice realising he should have expected that comeback. "Now back to the matter at hand, how is Katherine Pierce?"
"She's fine."
"I really enjoy your attention to detail Elijah it certainly paints an interesting picture." He deadpanned. "Just so you know this little guessing game is getting old and I'm due in the Senate soon." He said rising from his chair impatiently.
"Okay fine you win." He muttered begrudgingly. "I am having a slight problem with the brunette in question."
"So what's the problem? Last time I checked she was beautiful, smart and for some reason has an interest in you."
"A purely professional interest."
"Yeah that's what Katherine wants you to think Elijah. How many girls would bother with all of this if they weren't interested in other ways." He said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh so you're saying she's only interested in me sexually?" He asked utterly confused.
"No, well yes. I mean she's interested in you as more than friends, I think sex would be an added bonus if you know what I mean."
"Okay you've lost me."
"She likes you Elijah." He cried. "No girl would go to this much trouble if she didn't." How many ways did he have to say it before Elijah would understand? "By the looks of it you like her too so I don't know what the problem is here."
"Well she's bossy, feisty and not to mention extremely annoying at times."
"And that's exactly why you like her, trust me I have one of my own." Klaus smiled thinking how similar she was to her best friend.
"Okay so if that's the case what exactly should I do?" Klaus mentally rolled his eyes at his brother's obvious inexperience.
"Ask her out Elijah." He said thinking that should be fairly obvious.
"What like on a date?"
"For an intelligent guy you are pretty dumb when it comes to the opposite sex." Klaus groaned. "Yes on a date, that's generally what people who like each other do, they date."
"Since when are you the expert?" He asked. "You haven't been on a proper one of those well since..."
"Stop, we're not talking about her." He interrupted. "Anyway you'll be happy to know I'm going out on a date tonight, one that an actual girl agreed to funnily enough."
"The journalist?" Elijah asked curiously.
"Don't say it like that."
"Like what?"
"All judgmental like." He moaned. "You know I'm not the only one interested in a journalist last time I checked."
"Yes but I'd hardly call my possible relations with an entertainment reporter a conflict unlike yours brother."
"You sound just like Caroline." He growled. "It would be nice if someone could not mention that for once."
"Well I'm glad to see that Caroline has some sense, unlike you Niklaus." He said. "I'm not saying it can't happen but you need to be careful. This is only your first term in the Senate; you don't want to start off on the wrong foot."
"Which is why we are planning on being very discreet brother." He drawled. "Something Caroline insisted on before anything happened between us."
"I think I like this girl."
"Why am I not surprised? You both have a thing for rules and regulations." He muttered. "Anyway your warning is duly noted, but I like this girl and nothing is going to stop us being together."
"I must say it's good to see you so happy Niklaus." He smiled warmly. "You haven't been like this since…."
"Again we're not mentioning her name." He cut him off angrily then felt bad. "Thank you though your sentiment is appreciated."
"So when do I get to meet Miss Forbes then, it seems like everyone has met her except me."
"I think we might hold off from the loving family dinner for now, I want her to actually like me." He joked.
"Funny Niklaus." He said. "If you are planning on having a family dinner in the near future might I suggest adding Kol to the do-not invite list along with the charming Alexander as usual."
"What's Kol done this time?" Klaus asked choosing to ignore his comment about Alexander for now.
"He's in the worst mood, I have no idea what's gotten into him lately." He frowned. "It's not like him to be so angry, I tried to talk to him but he had the nerve to hang up on me yesterday."
"Well I might give him a call and see if I fare any better." He murmured noticing a familiar blonde walking past in the courtyard talking animatedly, cell phone in hand. He smiled feeling an overwhelming desire to kiss her.
"Now if you'll excuse me I have some, um, important Senatorial business to attend to Elijah." He said rushing out of his office before his brother could object.
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Klaus sped out into the courtyard pleased to see Caroline was still there sitting on a bench and typing away on her iPad. He snuck over careful not to disturb her and looked over her shoulder noticing the heading 'Democrat Deal on Health Bill.'
"What deal are we talking about exactly?" He asked whispering in her ear and causing her to jump in fright.
"You can't just sneak up on people like that Senator." She hissed hastily turning over her iPad and looking around to see if anyone had noticed.
"I love the way you say Senator it's very sexy." He murmured leaning in close causing her to inch away.
"What part of discreet did you not understand?"
"Oh I understood but I think my definition is much more relaxed than yours." He grinned gesturing towards the lawn below that was obscured slightly by trees. She followed him reluctantly gasping in surprise as he pulled her towards him and moulded his mouth over hers. She responded at first exploring his lips eagerly then thinking better of it and pushing him away.
"Hey I thought we were having fun?" He laughed immediately missing her lips.
"Can I just say how much you suck at being discreet." She said peeking out between the trees to check they hadn't been sprung.
"Yes it never was one of my best attributes." He teased. "I think the sooner you relax the more fun you'll have." Klaus pulled her towards him again twirling a piece of her hair between his fingers.
"Well what did you have in mind?" She asked a sly smile spreading across her face.
"You'll just have to wait and see, but trust me you won't be disappointed." He murmured dipping his head and placing kisses along her collar bone. Caroline moaned instinctively only exciting him more. "I expect to hear that sound a lot more tonight."
"Someone's certainly presumptuous." Caroline said eventually pushing him away her hands visibly shaking. "I thought I told you I wasn't that easy."
"Well I figure once you have dessert you won't be able to resist me." He grinned.
"Oh yes let me guess the endorphins." She laughed referencing his comments from their time in the elevator. "Well I look forward to what you have in store Senator." She said emphasising the last word knowing how much he enjoyed hearing it. He felt himself stir and dove in again placing a firm and decisive kiss on her lips. That was all they needed and their tongues took on a life of their own as their kisses only intensified. A group of people walked nearby making them freeze in fright.
Caroline shook her head at him proceeding to fix her appearance which was slightly disheveled at this point. "You are such a bad influence Mikaelson." She muttered attempting to walk away from him. Klaus grabbed her by the arm not ready for her to leave just yet.
"So I'll pick you up tonight at 7 then?"
"Fine, which reminds me you haven't specified the dress code."
"Well if I had my way you'd be wearing absolutely nothing but unfortunately some places frown on that sort of thing." He chuckled. "Evening dress will be fine."
"Maybe we could compromise?" She said a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I'll wear a dress but how about I just leave the underwear at home?"
"You are killing me woman." He groaned his arousal increasing with every word. "I'm not sure how I'll get through the next five hours."
"You'll manage Senator." She teased walking away using his title again to really push him over the edge.
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Stefan walked around realising exactly why he never visited art galleries. There was no doubting the National Art Gallery was a magnificent building but it was hard to get excited about pictures with numerous blobs of coloured paint. Apparently it was what the art world liked to call abstract but to him it resembled something a five year old would paint. Stefan was certain he did something very similar in Kindergarten.
"Stefan Salvatore at an art gallery?" She asked. "This is definitely a first."
"Yes well I decided I needed more culture in my life." He responded turning around to face her. As usual Rebekah Mikaelson didn't disappoint looking absolutely immaculate in her cream suit.
"Why is sport suddenly not cultural enough for you? "
"Oh it's cultural but I thought coming here and looking at what a five year old has drawn would be a good use of my time."
"There's that sarcasm I've missed so much." She drawled. "This artist is actually in his fifties you'll be interested to know, one of his most recent paintings sold at Christies Auction House in London for $2 million."
"What? Seriously I'm in the wrong business." He said shaking his head. "So how have you been?"
"First Niklaus and now you." She moaned. "Like I told him I appreciate your concern but it's unfounded. Now if you'll excuse me I have some work to get back to Stefan." Before she could walk away Stefan touched her arm.
"Ouch." She winced in pain. Stefan pulled up her sleeve to investigate more closely noticing some ugly purple bruising. She pulled her arm away and pushed down her sleeve. "Leave me alone."
"Why keep denying it Rebekah?" He cried watching her stalk away. "We know what's going on." She turned around her face clouded in anger and strode back over.
"Keep your voice down, this is where I work Stefan." She hissed.
"Fine take a walk with me then." He implored. "Otherwise I'll just follow you around like a lost puppy and ask really loud and ignorant questions about art." She looked at him obviously torn by his suggestion then nodded slightly and they set off down Constitution Avenue.
"So you want to tell me where that bruise came from?" Stefan asked after they'd been walking in silence for five minutes.
"I fell over." She replied not going into further detail. Stefan shook his head why was she in denial about this?
"Yeah after he pushed you no doubt."
"Stefan don't start with that." She warned.
"It's true though Beks." He cried using his pet name for her. "I hate seeing you hurting like this."
"Why would you care Stefan we haven't been together for years."
"True but that doesn't mean I don't still care for you, or think about you often." He mumbled knowing he didn't need to lie about that because it was true. Rebekah Mikaelson haunted his dreams not to mention most of his daylight hours. As much as he tried she was the one thing that he couldn't wipe from his memory, his feelings ran too deep.
"I'm surprised, you seemed pretty angry at the ball, not that I blame you of course."
"Well unfortunately all those years of anger and resentment don't just disappear, no matter how much we wish they could."
"You're telling me. I know you think I'm heartless after everything that happened but I think about you often as well." She said warmly. "Every time I watch a basketball game on ESPN or eat Hawaiian pizza, with extra pineapple of course."
"I remember a time when I had to practically blackmail you to watch basketball not to mention force feed you pineapple pizza because according to you it was entirely too American for your liking." He laughed thinking how she'd argue back at every possible opportunity.
"Yes well sometimes I like to reminisce and if it takes some sickly sweet pineapple then I'll do it." She murmured. "We really did have some good times didn't we Stef?" She asked turning to face him her eyes filled with tears. Stefan had to use all his willpower not to pull her into his embrace and never let her go. Even with everything she was going through Stefan was finding it difficult to swallow his pride and put their past completely to rest.
"Rebekah you need to leave Alexander." He said sternly trying to focus on why he was there.
"You make it sound so easy Stefan." She cried. "Eve if he was hurting me what makes you think he won't just come after me?"
"I'll protect you." He blurted out knowing that even with their past he would do everything in his power to save her. She looked at him shocked by his heartfelt response. "I mean we'll all protect you, your brothers and me." She smiled despite everything knowing that he was on her side. It was the first time Rebekah had seen a glimmer of hope in the mess that was her life. Then it was gone as soon as it had appeared. Rebekah thought of all his threats especially towards Stefan and shuddered slightly, there was no way she would put him through that all over again.
"Well as sweet as that is Stefan, I'm okay." She said in barely a whisper. Stefan placed his hands on her shoulders softly and gazed into her watery eyes.
"Why am I so unconvinced then?" He murmured. "I'm the one person you can't lie to Beks."
"Whatever is going on it doesn't concern you Stefan, it hasn't for a really long time now." She mumbled her gaze fixed firmly on the ground. "Only the weak show emotion, that's what Mikael used to say."
"Yeah well he was hardly the authority on life." He growled thinking about how much he loathed that man and what he did to his children. "You're certainly not weak after everything you've been through. Anyway there's nothing wrong with showing emotion, its what makes us human."
"Yeah well maybe I'm not human." She muttered. "Look I really have to get back."
"Wait!" He cried before she could walk away from him again. "I just want to ask you one question, then I'll leave you alone." She nodded sightly waiting for him to speak. "How did Alexander know who I was at the ball?" She hesitated obviously trying to articulate what she wanted to say.
"He found the letters I'd written you." She murmured.
"You wrote to me?"
"Every day for about three years." She said sadly.
"Why didn't you send them?" He asked in disbelief.
"I meant to but I didn't think you'd want to hear from me after everything that happened. I knew I had no right to expect a reply and at least by not sending them I could pretend that you might have given the chance." Stefan felt the last shreds of his willpower disappear and moved forward pulling her into his arms. The familiar feeling of her warmth and her heavenly scent was making him lightheaded. He felt her relax melting into his embrace and they just stood there for what seemed like hours.
She finally pulled back sending him a weak smile. "Thanks Stefan, you don't know how much I needed that."
"What happened to the letters?" He asked his voice slightly breaking desperate to read just one.
"Alexander burned them." She whispered sadly. "Look I really have to go, I'm sorry." Stefan watched as she retreated wanting to take away all her misery but having no idea how to do that.
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Klaus took a few deep breaths and consulted the hallway mirror. He'd worn his best dinner suit with his favourite teal shirt that only accentuated his blue eyes. He smiled nervously excited for the night ahead. He looked at his watch impatiently realising the car wasn't due for another hour, Klaus knew he was going to go crazy if he had to wait much longer.
He heard a knock at the door wondering who would be visiting at this time. He' left a message for Kol so maybe he'd come over to moan about the current state of his life. He opened the door inhaling sharply at who was on the other side. She had been in his thoughts a few times that day but Kaus never imagined he'd ever see her again. Years ago that thought would have upset him but it was only in the last few months since meeting Caroline that he'd really started to move on with his life.
"Tatia." He murmured realising how strange her name sounded rolling off his tongue after five years.
"Niklaus, it's good to see you." She smiled taking in his appearance. "I notice time has been good to you."
"Pity the same can't be said for you." He scowled noticing she looked just as beautiful as he remembered unfortunately. "While it's been an absolute pleasure revisiting memory lane I'm about to go out." He attempted to shut the door before she stopped him.
"I know it must be a shock seeing me after all this time." She cried. "But I think we need to talk about some things."
"Oh so now you want to talk?" He asked incredulously. "You've had five years Tatia I think your time has definitely run out." Klaus couldn't believe how long he'd waited to hear Tatia say those words to him but now he really couldn't care less.
"No matter what you think of me Nik this can't wait." She implored.
"Everything is always about you and on your terms, it's nice to see nothing has changed." He snapped. "You have no right to make demands after leaving me."
"I left you a note."
"That was so kind of you." He spat. "You see your pathetic note didn't really explain anything so excuse me for being a little angry still."
"There was a reason I left." She started noticing his patience wearing thin. "I was pregnant with your child." Klaus suddenly felt like the room was closing in on him and he felt his breath shorten considerably. She was lying, she must have been. It was just another one of her manipulative tricks.
"Nice try Tatia." He cried. She produced a photo from her purse and handed it to him. Klaus felt his chest constrict as he looked into the blue eyes of the cheeky little boy with blonde hair. Did he really have a son?