Caroline's POV

I continued to jog across the field, the crisp and cold morning air cutting into my skin as I attempted to keep up my pace. It had been tough since the whole nearly dying incident and my fitness had really dropped, I knew it was going to be hard getting back to the level at which I'd been before. However, as I looked behind me I knew it was going to be much tougher for Klaus than it would be for me.

"Are you alright?" I stopped and shouted concernedly at Klaus who had come to a complete stop about 100 meters away and was bent over, breathing heavily. It was a good job that Stefan wasn't here, he could quite possibly be the meanest drill master I had ever met; we ran 5 miles every morning and evening under Stefan's orders, to prove to him that we could keep up the pace and wouldn't be a burden if we joined the mission to take down the Organization; something which Klaus and myself both had our hearts set on. I began to get a bit worried as Klaus continued to stay where he was, looking not so good.

"Klaus?" I shouted again, worried as he didn't look in very good shape.

"Don't worry about me sweetheart, you keep on going!" He exclaimed breathlessly; but there was no way in hell I was carrying on and leaving him. I'd meant what I'd said yesterday whatever we did now we did together, we'd been apart way too long. I jogged quickly over to him and gave him a quick once over; it was hard to miss the bloodstain that marked the bottom of his shirt.

"You split your wound!" I exclaimed as I quickly pulled up his shirt and examined the area in which he'd been stabbed not too long ago; it seemed that the intense physical activity started the blood flow once more.

"I'm fine love, I promise." Klaus insisted as he grasped my hands within his and lowered his face to mine, before placing a small kiss to my lips - this was definitely the benefit of jogging alone. I pulled away from him quickly; I knew that he was trying his best to distract me from his injury.

"Don't distract me NIklaus; you can't keep on going like this, if this training is going to hurt you then you can't do it. I will completely understand if you decide it's time to stop; you and I can just go home and let the others deal with The Organization. I need you alive way more than I need revenge Nik. Always and forever remember." I said honestly, grasping his hand tightly and staring intently at him, whilst smiling as I remembered our wedding vows.

"I can get through this Caroline; and you know as well as I do neither of us can stop until we get what we really want: revenge. You and I can do this together, this is just a small set back; you can stitch me up before we get back, we can nip into a pharmacy and get some painkillers; I'll be as good as new." He replied, his gaze just as intense. I let out a large breath; I would have supported him with whatever he chose just like I said, but I knew that I did need revenge.

"Okay then; can you keep on going? There's only a mile to go and then we can find a pharmacy?" I added.

"Yes, let's get going." Klaus replied as we joined hands once more and began jogging again, hand in hand, but at a slightly slower pace this time. I smiled up at him and couldn't help but think that after everything we had gone through I was still the luckiest woman in the world, we may not have spent that much time as husband and wife, and we may have tried to kill one another multiple times; but that didn't take away from the fact that we truly loved one another - I could tell from now on, whatever the ups and downs, we would face them together.

Klaus's POV

I'd lied to Caroline.

I'd done the one thing I'd promised I would never do again.

I had to though; I was in excruciating pain, pure agony - I could feel the blood flow from my wound increasing slightly as we jogged. Dots began to swim on my vision as we continued; I had to get through this though, both for her and for myself. I knew that we only had minutes left until we finished our scheduled jog and found ourselves a pharmacy. However, I couldn't help but think that the drugs they sold over the counter just weren't going to cut it, right now I felt like I needed some industrial strength Morphine. I tightened my grip around Caroline's hand as I could see the edge to the field fast approaching; only about 200 meters to go or less, I had to keep on going.

"We made it, ohmygod we made it; I was so sure we weren't!" She gasped and took a long drink from the water bottle before passing it over to me, I accepted it thankfully.

"We did love; see I told you everything would work out." I replied, trying my best to hide the grimace of pain that was threatening to surface.

"Right, there's a pharmacy about a two minute walk from here. Not long now." She said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me in the desired direction. We turned the corner and there it was; right now I felt like I was staring at my own little slice of heaven, behind those doors lay the answer to my predicament.

We entered the pharmacy and first went on the hunt for some needle and thread before making our way over to the counter.

"Ohmygod, April!" Caroline exclaimed as she stared at the nurse behind the counter.

"Caroline!?" The woman replied equally as shocked; I flinched once again as the pain hit me, hoping they would finish up their conversation soon so we could get to the matter of my bleeding side.

"I haven't seen you in years, how are you, how have you been?" Caroline asked as she bounced up and down on her heels excitedly.

"I've been really great thanks Caroline, I left Mystic Falls straight after graduating high school; I moved to a small town called Fell's Church, fell in love and started having kids as soon as possible! How about you?" The other girl, who I believe Caroline called April, continued.

"Woah, that sounds so lovely April! Well, this is my husband Klaus we've been together for a few years and we're in the same profession." Caroline replied guardedly; I guess it wasn't really in her best interest to tell her old friend that she was an ex-professional criminal, I'm pretty sure that was a definite conversation killer.

"Oh wow, what would that be?" She inquired; I saw Caroline's face pale as she thought of a convincing lie.

"Oh, well...we run a motorcycle store and repair shop in the area where we live; which brings us to our current problem. Unfortunately my husband here had a small incident involving a Stanley knife in the garage." Caroline continued convincingly; obviously trying to link my injury to our background story.

"Oh no, that doesn't sound good - what can I do for you?" She inquired.

"Well, I think it's safe to say we're going to need something a little bit stronger than your average pain killer..." Caroline said persuasively as she lifted up the corner of my shirt to show the wound to April.

"Ohmygod, you have to go to the hospital; that doesn't look good!" April said shocked, she was obviously in doubt about why I wasn't doubling over in pain; if so we were having the same thought. Sadly her advice made sense, but seeing as Caroline and I were both wanted in this country it wasn't safe for us to go to places such as hospitals where we could be recognized and the police could be informed. I guess there was only a certain amount of times you could schedule a break-out from a hospital.

"Well, you see; we can't... because...ummm..." Caroline began to babble, obviously unable to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why we couldn't go to the hospital.

"Because, I have a major fear of hospitals; the minute I come near one I don't know what comes over me, I just, break down..." I said, grimacing as I tried to make myself sound as foolish and scared as possible. Let's just say it didn't come naturally; I, Klaus Mikaelson, did my best to have as little fears as possible.

"Oh, so what do you want me to do?" April asked confused.

"We were hoping you could hook us up with some of the strong stuff." Caroline said bluntly as she stared intently at April; the poor girl turned incredibly white and a scared look appeared on her features.

"You mean Morphine?! I can't Caroline; you have no idea what will happen to me if my boss found out that I smuggled you some, they monitor the supplies!" She replied, I could tell however that she was pretty conflicted; I knew that she really wanted to help us.

I doubled over in pain as convincingly as I could, moaning quietly; it didn't take much pretending, the pain was beginning to get pretty unbearable; but at least the wound was beginning to scab, it meant the blood flow was being stemmed.

"Ohmygod, okay, I will...I will... You stay right here and I'll grab some for you!" She exclaimed, my display having thoroughly convinced her.

"Good job." Caroline muttered to me as we watched April walk away.

"Thanks sweetheart." I replied, but only halfheartedly.

April came pacing back holding a brown bag tightly in one hand, her knuckles had turned a violent shade of white.

"Here you go." She said quickly, thrusting the bag into Caroline's hand.

"Thanks so much April." Caroline said, before handing her some money for the needle and thread; we turned to leave but Caroline spoke once more.

"Wait a sec; do you have a bathroom in here?" She inquired; April nodded before pointing us in the right direction. Standing still dulled the pain, but the walk to the bathroom was painful.

"Quick, get in." Caroline said sharply before shoving me inside and locking the door. I noticed she had conveniently taken us into the women's bathroom which had a long set of mirrors a small chair, a couch and a table. I gaped in shock; the men's room certainly didn't look like this.

"Woah, you have basically a living room in the women's bathroom." I commented drily.

"This is the area for applying makeup you idiot; now sit down quickly before anyone tries to get in here and realizes I've locked the whole of the bathroom." I did as I was told; my wife really could be scary when she wanted to. Caroline rapidly pulled the Morphine needle from her bag before injecting it into my arm. She then grabbed the needle and thread we bought, before threading the needle, tying a not and pulling up my shirt ready to begin stitching.

"You sure about this?" She inquired her voice shaky - I didn't blame her, I didn't fancy stitching up a person either.

"It's fine Caroline; Stefan can't see any signs of weakness." I replied bluntly, she nodded and I flinched as she pressed the needle into my skin; the Morphine hadn't kicked in yet.

She slowly began to stitch up the wound; I kicked myself mentally a few times as I let a few moans escape me – sometimes even the bravest of people had to let down the tough exterior. Sweat beaded on my forehead and I tilted my head back to stare at the ceiling. Thankfully, she was done quickly.

"Done." She said quickly before knotting the thread and discarding the rest of the things we didn't need. She turned back to face me and I began to get up, but she walked over and rapidly pushed me back down – the expression on her face puzzled me.

"What are you doing love?" I inquired as she sat on my lap, many thoughts began racing through my mind.

"What does it look like?" She continued as she positioned a leg either side of me and quickly pulled my shirt up and over my head before pressing her lips to my chest.

"Really, here?!" I exclaimed, but not in protest.

"Why not?" She replied, her voice tickling my chest.

"I thought you said we couldn't be long in here?" I continued my muscles tensing as her lips dropped lower until they brushed against the sore wound she just stitched. Both the pain and pleasure made me lose sense of all rational thought and argument.

"You and I haven't been together in a long while Klaus; and now that we are, we're never alone. There's always someone there, be it Stefan or Bonnie and if we get back to the mission then one of the others. We need to make the most of this alone time." She replied cheekily, before her lips returned and pressed back against mine, her tongue invading my mouth.

"That's very true love…" I responded, as my voice dropped an octave. I kissed her back enthusiastically, realizing how much I'd missed this. My hands dropped from around her waist as I grabbed the end of her shirt and began to rapidly tug it up and over her head.

After all, a man did have needs; even an injured one…

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