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Klaus

I look at Caroline as she pulls up to the bungee jumping site. "Are you serious?" I ask, not able to keep the smile from my face. It feels like a long time since the last time I smiled.

She nods at me and stops the car, opening her door. I follow her out and want to pull her against me and kiss her, but we're still mad at each other. She may have done this to start the healing process, but I know there is stuff we still needed to work out.

We walk inside the building and sign the release forms. I'm surprised to see her sign one too.

"You're going to do this with me?" I ask. She just nods. I can tell that she's doing this as her form of an apology. I want to argue with her and tell her not to do this, because I know she really doesn't want to, but I decide against it. We've done enough fighting. I'm tired of fighting.

I can barely contain my excitement as we're strapped into the harnesses. She's right; I have always wanted to do this. She looks nervous and I try to reassure her that she won't die.

"How ironic that I would die from this?" she says and I frown. I don't like hearing about her dying. Thinking about all that's happened, that that guy had put his hands on her and hit her, it makes me see how silly this all has been, our little spat.

I reach over and grab her hand, squeezing is gently. "Thank you," I say and she smiles at me.

I volunteer to go first, but Caroline says that if I go before her she won't go.

I watch her as she dives off of the rig and hear her scream, but it's not a scream of fear but happiness and excitement. I smile and watch as she dangles, giggling and clapping her hands.

"Holy shit!" she yells as they start to pull her back up. She rights herself and runs over to me, wrapping her arms around me. She pecks my lips quickly and pulls away, her face red and beaming. "I'm sorry."

I nod, but this time I believe she means it and accept it. "Don't worry about it, love. We had a little spat. I'm over it already."

It's my turn to go. I take deep breath and jump, my body feeling weightless as the rush settles over me. The wind whips at my face and it's an incredible feeling to just feel nothing. I shout as the cord yanks me up and down, and open my eyes. This has been amazing. I am so thankful for Caroline and everything she does for me. I tell myself that I can't have meltdowns like that around her or I'll lose her. And I can't lose her, she is my everything.

They pull me up and take the harness off of me. I see Caroline is waiting for me. I grab her hand and we walk back into the building, down a hallway. I hear her giggle and she knows exactly what I'm doing. I need her and she needs me and I don't have time to wait for a bed or a proper room. I have to have her now.

We find some storage closet, which has a door and a lock, which means it'll do fine for us. I pull her inside and lock the door and then we are on each other. It's all hands and mouths and tongues and moans and groans.

My hands are shaking as I fumble with her clothing. I can hear her labored breathing and god I want her so fucking much.

"Please," she begs and it makes me smirk.

Yeah baby, I want this, too.

I finally am able to get her pants off and she's unzipping my fly, and then I lift her into my arms and press her against the wall. I look into her eyes and thrust hard, hitting her right in that deliciously sweet spot. Both of our eyes widen and we moan together.

I don't move. I just want to feel her, to savior this with her.

Being inside Caroline feels like home.

Her head falls onto my shoulder as I let my hips finally move, setting a steady rhythm against her. She's so hot and wet and I can't believe we haven't done this for days. How have I gone this long without making love to her? My beautiful, sweet Caroline.

"Faster," I hear her say and I oblige, moving into her harder and faster. My heart is pounding against chest and I need to feel more of her. My mouth finds hers and my tongue is inside of her mouth, mimicking my movements below.

"Oh god, Klaus," she whispers against my mouth and it is almost my undoing. There is nothing sexier than hearing my name moaned like that.

My hips develop a mind of their own and I am pounding into her, banging her back against the wall. I know we have to be making noise but I don't give a fuck. They're going to have to break down the door to stop this.

She is tightening around me. I can feel the delicious pulsing and suction as she climaxes, her head arching back against the wall, her mouth open. I drag my lips across her neck, sucking on her damp, salty skin.

She runs her fingers through my hair and drags her nails across my scalp and it pushes me over the edge and I join her in my own climax, my body on fire.

"Caroline," I moan and my voice sounds strangled. Something is wrong, something does not sound right. And that is when I feel the tears streaming down my face. I look up and her and see that she is crying, too. We're both crying and I'm sure I look like a fool, but I don't care. I need her, I'll always need her.

She is my everything – the only reason why I exist now. I lower her legs to the ground and we stand there holding each other, our tears silently streaming down our faces.

"I'm so sorry, Klaus," she whispers.

I shake my head. "No. Don't. You don't have to be. I should have been more caring, asked you what happened. I can't believe he put his hands on you." She reaches up to wipe my cheeks and I lean in and peck her lips. "I can never lose you, Caroline. I will die for you."

She smiles at me and it's as good as a reply as I'll get. I know she'd die for me too, or else why would she be with me, doing the things that we're doing?

We take our time leaving the storage closet and get some interesting looks when we exit, but I don't care.

Caroline is holding my hand and the tension between us has been lifted. We can now move past the incident in Texas and get back to our normal routine.

We have been driving for days. I don't usually like to stop much but Caroline has insisted. We stop every night when the sun goes down and spend most of it making love and talking. I feel closer to her than ever. Maybe Texas was a good thing for us, maybe it was meant to make us stronger.

We finally arrive in Chicago. I have not been back here in a long time, on purpose. It's easier for me if I separate what I'm doing with Caroline away from my old life.

My sister has a new place, a house now. I guess she really has been doing all right for herself. Caroline is nervous and I rub her knee softly as we sit in the car.

"Don't be nervous. Rebekah is all bark no bite."

"I've just never met anyone from your family before. This means a lot to you, I can tell."

I shrug. I guess is does mean a lot to me. I'll never love anyone like I love Caroline. I'm going to be with her the rest of my life. Of this, I am sure.

We get out of the car and walk up the steps, and the door opens before we even reach it.

"Oh my god, Nik!" Rebekah screams and lunges into my arms. I wrap my arms tightly around her and kiss her hair. I have missed my baby sister. It's nice to see her after all this time.

"Surprise," I whisper and pull back, smiling at her. "Bekah, this is Caroline."

Caroline smiles and reaches her hand out to my sister. They shake and I can see Rebekah is already in interrogation mode.

"Ahh, so this is the woman who finally captured old Niklaus' heart? Blonde, too? That's a first."

I frown. "Now, be nice, sweetheart, or we'll leave."

Rebekah pouts but smiles and invites us in. The house is simple and basic but it works for my sister and I am happy to see her life so steady.

"First blonde, huh?" Caroline whispers to me as Bekah walks ahead towards the kitchen area.

I laugh. "Think of it as a good thing, love. My one and only."

She gives me an intense look and leans in to kiss my lips.

"Gross," comes my sister's voice. We pull away from each other and laugh. "Don't make me have to put one of you on the couch tonight. There will be no humping in this house. If I'm not getting any, you're not getting any."

I shake my head and lead Caroline into the kitchen, just happy to be in the presence of my two favorite girls.