AN: I do not own TVD or TO.

"How was your afternoon?" Elijah leaned against the door of the walk in closet. He eyed the bags on the floor: "fruitful?"

"I won't be having another clothing crisis anytime soon," she laughed. Elena folded the last of her non-maternity clothes and placed them in the box at her feet.

Elijah lifted one of the bags and pulled out several pieces of fabric. He placed them on hangers before reaching for another. He smirked when he noticed the contents of lace and silk.

""Will you be modeling some of these?" He held up a black lace bra.

"Maybe later," she grinned. She held out her hand. When he reluctantly passed it over she dropped it into a drawer.

"I'll hold you to that," he winked. Elijah finished helping her put the clothes away.

Elena ran her finger along the hanging clothes. She had purchased several tunics meant to be worn with leggings. She selected a crimson coloured tunic and reached for the black lace bra in the drawer. She could feel Elijah's eyes on her as she removed the tags.

"Are you going to watch me change?" Elena teased. She set the top on the shelf and fingered the hem of his t-shirt that she had stolen that morning.

"Actually," he stepped forward and rested his hands on her hips, "I thought I might be of assistance." He took hold of the shirt and slowly lifted the material over her head.

"How considerate of you," she shivered when his hand slid around her back.

Elijah laid a soft kiss beneath her ear when he unhooked her bra. She murmured her thanks when he slid the new one up her arms and fastened the snap.

"Well?" She held out her arms palms up.

"Exquisite," his eyes roamed over her upper body. He leaned forward to catch her mouth in a soft kiss that left her light-headed.

Elijah pulled back and met her bright gaze. Elena felt a series of electric shocks down her spine; he seemed to peer directly into her soul.

"Your heart is racing," he snaked his hands around her waist.

"You were staring at me," she wrapped her arms around his neck. She exhaled when her back collided with the wall.

"Is that all it takes these days?" A smile lifted the corners of his mouth. He inclined his neck to place open mouthed kisses across her cheek. One of his hands left her waist to cradle her neck.

"Apparently," she giggled when he met her lips. They traded languid kisses for several moments before Elena heard something outside the door of their bedroom. She gently pushed on his chest. When he pulled back she turned her head towards the bedroom.

A moment later they heard a harsh knock followed by Caroline's frantic voice.

"Wow," Elena gasped when she saw Caroline's bed, "just when I thought the clothing crisis was over…" She shoved some things aside to clear a space on the bed.

"Maybe yours is," Caroline eyed the crimson tunic with ¾ sleeves and roaching under the breasts, "mine's just beginning. I really like that top by the way."

"Thank you," Elena held up a green camisole. She eyed the rest of her best friends clothes. "What seems to be the problem?"

"I don't know what to wear," Caroline massaged her temples. She shook her head and surveyed the mess.

"I gathered that," Elena smirked.

"Very funny," Caroline groaned. "I have no idea what Klaus has planned, so I have no idea what to wear."

"You need something versatile."

Elena stretched across the bed for a pair of black skinny jeans. "How about these, with the green camisole, and your new white jacket?"

Caroline considered the pieces together before pulling them on. She surveyed the effect before nodding.

"I like it," Caroline grinned. She lifted her bare foot and wiggled it around, "shoes?"

"The white ankle boots with the black heel." Elena pointed. "They'll match perfectly."

"How do I look?" Caroline spun in a slow circle.

"Cute and casual," Elena grinned. She hopped off the bed and pulled out a necklace and diamond bracelet, "lose the jacket, add the jewelry, and you'll go from casual to sophisticated."

"It's perfect, thank you," Caroline fastened the necklace and held out her wrist for Elena to fasten the bracelet. A knock sounded at the door, "perfect timing."

"Good evening, sweetheart," Klaus smirked when he saw her bracelet; the one he had given her years ago. He offered her his arm, "shall we go?"

He nodded to Elena with a small smile as they left.

"Have fun," she called after them.

An hour later, Elena found Lexa reading in the library. She dropped beside her on the couch.

"Hey," Lexa marked her page, "what's up? Isn't that what the kids are saying these days?"

"I had a question, grandma," Elena giggled. She glanced out the window at a growing mass of grey clouds approaching the Quarter, "witches are the guardians of nature, right?"

"Yes," Lexa set her book on a low end table, "that's not your question though."

"You're right," Elena grinned, "it's not. Can you manipulate the weather?"

"I've done it before," Lexa shrugged. "Why, do you want to make it rain?"

"I was hoping to make it not rain," Elena tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Caroline and Klaus are on a date, and I would hate for them to get rained out. Can you help?"

"Well," Lexa crossed her arms, "as much as I'd like to ruin Klaus' evening I do like Caroline."

"Is that a yes?" Elena raised her eyebrows hopefully. "You'll do the spell?"

"No," Lexa climbed to her feet, "you'll do the spell."

"Where are we going?" Caroline surveyed the empty stretch of road. She gave him a sideways glance, "are you planning on murdering me, and hiding my body in the middle of nowhere?"

"If that were the case, which it is not," he smirked, "then I really shouldn't have told Elena what we were doing."

"You told Elena?" Caroline stared at him with wide eyes.

"I did," he chuckled, "in case you needed help getting ready."

"When did you tell her?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Earlier today," he reached for her hand, "before you went shopping."

Klaus turned off the road onto a hidden drive. Hs SUV just cleared the low hanging branches fanning over the roof. He parked the car and pointed to a large building in the early twilight.

"A barn?" Caroline quirked one eyebrow. Her eyes danced with amusement when he took her hand and led her in that direction, "this seems like the start of a bad horror film."

"We are vampires, love. I can't think of a more relevant genre," Klaus smirked. He pushed open the double doors and led her inside.

"I've always been partial to romantic comedies, myself. Caroline froze.

She blushed when the squeal escaped her lips: "horses?"

"Yes, love," Klaus chuckled, "I remembered how much you love them."

He watched with amusement as Caroline slowly approached and stroked the animal's nose. "I take it this isn't our final destination."

"Not quite," he took the reins and led the horses outside, "we've got a short ride. Are you alright, love?"

Caroline glanced up from where she was twisting her ring around her finger. "It's been a while since I've ridden."

"Don't worry," he teased, "it's just like riding a bike."

Caroline laughed and allowed him to help her into the saddle. She admired the scenery as they rode through a few trails. "Where exactly are we?" She eyed the large white house as they approached.

"The old governor's mansion," Klaus led them towards the stable. "Elijah owns it now. We are going around to the back yard."

They put the horses in the stables before Klaus took her hand and led her around back. Caroline's breath caught in her throat when she saw the picnic blanket. She gave him a sideways glance as they sat down.

"How did you know I liked picnics?"

"Lucky guess," he winked. Klaus caught the grape she lobbed at his head with ease. He chuckled and met her shrewd gaze, "alright… fine I admit it… I asked Elena."

"And she helped?" Caroline arched a brow. "The dynamic between the two of you really has changed hasn't it?"

"I considered her a friend of sorts before the whole soulmate thing." Klaus handed her a glass of white wine.

"And now?"

"Now she is family," he grinned, "and whether I like it or not, so is Kol's witch."

"You should really clear the air between the two of you," she sipped her wine and eyed the food.

"You're the second person to tell me that today."

"And has the advice sunk in yet?"

"I'm considering it," he shrugged. He knew Elijah and Caroline were right; he was partially responsible for what had happened.

"Okay," Caroline nodded. "So tell me: why does Elijah own the governor's mansion?"

Klaus grinned before launching into the tale of how they had arrived in New Orleans. He kept one eye on the clouds that were encroaching on the sunset.

"Well," Lexa surveyed the open air courtyard, "it's not raining."

"You didn't give me the wrong spell?" Elena cocked an eyebrow. She surveyed the courtyard as it slowly disappeared beneath a blanket of white.

"My spell should have worked," Lexa stepped towards the fountain. She left a trail of footprints in her wake. "I think you might have mispronounced something; or it could be the result of a traveller trying to use a witch's spell."

"Sure," Elena shivered as the flakes grew in size, "blame the newbie." She laughed as the snowflakes caught in her hair: "at least snows romantic."

"It is," Lexa smirked. "I can't wait to see how the news reacts."

Kol chose that moment to re-renter the compound. His eyes glittered with mirth when he saw them standing in the courtyard. Kol flashed behind Lexa and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I take it the two of you have noticed the unusual weather. You wouldn't have had anything to do with this, Elskling?"

"I just provided the spell," Lexa leaned back against his chest. "Elena did the rest."

"I'm going to count it as a win," she decided and rubbed her arms. "I wanted to keep it from raining and I did."

Elena blinked through the heavy snow to see Kol resting his chin on Lexa's head. "Where have you been all day?"

Kol reached inside his jacket and pulled out a royal blue stone hanging from a silver chain. "I was tracking down this and making sure it was properly spelled."

"Is that the sodalite?" Lexa took the gem and stepped out of Kol's arms to enter the dining room.

Elena followed and leaned against the table. She glanced out at the courtyard and was shocked to see that she could hardly make out the stairs. She wondered briefly how long the snow would fall.

"Why did you need sodalite?" Elena examined the stone. It was similar to lapis lazuli.

"Lexa motioned for Elena to hop up on the table. She giggled at the confused expression on the brunette's face.

"Sodalite is associated with healing, protection and intuition. When spelled correctly, and wielded by a witch, it can reveal the gender of an unborn baby."

"How does it work?" Elena placed her hands on the table and lifted herself up. She scooted back a bit.

"Basically, darling, you'll lay down and Lexa will hold it above the baby and mumble a few words." He chuckled when his fiancé gave him a playful shove.

"If the necklace swings clockwise then it's a boy," Lexa explained as Elena swung her legs up and lay down, "counter-clockwise and it's a girl."

Elena lifted her head and grinned. "Just one problem: there are two babies. What if it's one of each?"

"It's not," Lexa gently pushed her back down. "I looked at the ultrasound, remember? There is only one amniotic sack which means you are having identical twins,"

"You can tell that from the ultrasound?" Elena's eyes grew wide. "I wonder why the doctor didn't say that."

"Did you ask?" Kol leaned against the table and crossed his arms.

"No."

"That's probably why," Lexa chuckled. She extended her arm over Elena's abdomen and began to chant.

A slow grin spread across Elena's face as she watched the slow arches of the sodalite.

Caroline brushed some snow from her shoulders and stepped into the open entry way. She glanced outside to try and see the driveway, but the snow was falling too heavily.

"Has it ever snowed in New Orleans?" Caroline reached up and brushed some melting snow from his hair.

"The last time was in 2004," he shut the door, "and it has snowed a few times before, but usually only in December."

"So we've got a freak snowstorm in March," she stepped up to the window. "Should we try to get back to the compound?"

"While we can't be hurt, we could easily get lost in that." Klaus rested his hand on the small of her back. "I think we should wait it out."

"Well in that case, does Elijah have any heating out here? It's freezing." Caroline shivered dramatically.

Klaus chuckled and led her into a large sitting room with a stone fireplace. He quickly piled the wood and started a fire. Within a few minutes they were sitting before a cheery blaze.

"So," Caroline shed her jacket allowing the fire to warm her skin, "you were telling me about how your family founded the city…"

"We started in this house." Klaus looked around with a wistful smile. "A little compulsion and money had the governor turning a blind eye to our occasional indiscretions… and luckily Rebekah forgave me for throwing her lover over a railing."

"How long did that take?"

"Not too long," Klaus frowned, "she wasn't overly attached to that one. She was madly in love again fifteen years later."

"Did you kill that one too?" Caroline frowned.

"I turned him, actually. I'm sure you've met Marcel. Of course we knew him as Marcellus."

"Marcellus," she chewed over the name, "it means 'little warrior'. How did he come by that?"

"It's the name I gave him," Klaus reached for her hand. "I took him in as a child and raised him."

Caroline watched the fire crackle for a long moment. She stretched out her legs in front of the fire, shook her hair back over her shoulder, and watched him through the corner of her eye.

"Klaus… can I ask you something?"

"Anything, love," he squeezed her hand.

"If you had the choice would you go back?" She pressed her lips together and clarified, "be human, I mean. Do you ever wish that?"

"In the beginning I did… but not now," Klaus watched her closely. "Would you?"

She ran her fingers along the antique carpet. The smooth fibers sent tingles up her arm. She tapped the carpet before answering honestly: "I don't know."

"You wouldn't," he used his free hand to cup her cheek. "You prefer who you are now to the girl you once were." He searched her piercing green eyes, "you like being strong, ageless, fearless."

His hand smoothed back her hair before settling on the back of her neck. "We're the same in that regard, Caroline."

If anyone ever asked she would deny it, but she kissed him first. Their mouths moved together quickly. Caroline could hear his heartrate increase when she prodded his lip with her tongue. They battled for dominance.

Caroline gasped for breath when he broke contact. She rested her forehead against his and inhaled the scent that she had come to associate with him, and him alone.

As she met his gleaming eyes another smell reached her sensitive nose. It was rich and heady and made her mouth water.

Caroline grasped the back of his neck; her lips crashed against his in a bruising kiss. Her free hand slid under the hem of his shirt to splay across his lower back. She gasped when he wrapped his arms around her waist to drag her closer.

Klaus took advantage of her the situation to slip his tongue into her mouth and swirl across hers. His hand came up to cradle her neck as he deepened the kiss.

Caroline shifted to straddle him. With the movement the scent of her arousal filled the air. She broke the kiss when she felt her fangs descend to trail kisses to his neck.

His blood pounded in her ears when she sucked on his pulse point. She lightly nipped his skin; he groaned and tightened his grip on her hip. Caroline's next action took them both by surprise.

Her fangs pierced his carotid artery. Euphoria washed over her when she took long pulls of his blood. Her hips rocked against him subconsciously.

Klaus groaned when she ground against his growing erection. His hands fell to grasp the hem of her shirt.

Caroline gasped when her back hit the floor.

Klaus pinned her wrists above her head with one hand. His eyes flickered from her bloodstained lips to her bewildered eyes.

"I… I…" Her tongue darted out to taste the blood on her mouth.

Caroline moaned when he dipped down to nibble on her ear.

"We're you planning on sharing, love?" He rolled his hips against her aching center.

Caroline could tossed her head back when his teeth grazed her neck. The fire that had pooled in her abdomen began to spend. She wrapped her jean clad legs around his waist and tilted her head to the side to give him better access to her throat. Her brain short circuited when he bit into her neck.

As he fed from her Caroline became acutely aware of his emotions. She could feel the full extent of his love for her. Despite the fact that she had already been aware, the feeling still took her breath away.

Klaus groaned when she broke free and dragged his wrist to her mouth before breaking the skin. Waves of fire crashed over them both as they simultaneously fed on each other. They broke away several moments later gasping for breath.

"Is blood sharing always like that?" Caroline whispered.

"I don't know," Klaus murmured against her lips, "I've never done that before."

This time the kiss was slow and sensual drawing moans from both. Caroline slowly lifted his shirt over his head and raked her nails back down his back. She sat up to help him remove her green camisole.

Caroline arched her back when his hand snaked around to unhook her bra; he tossed the material over his shoulder before pulling back to admire the flush on her skin.

"Are you going to spend the whole night staring at me?" Caroline rocked her hips up against him.

"I was considering it," he growled against the column of her throat, "but I think I'll forgo staring in favour of another activity."

He slowly left a trail of kisses down her throat and across her breasts. Caroline moaned loudly when he sucked her nipple into his mouth and bit down gently. She carded her fingers through his hair when he switched to her other breast. His head came up to tweak he unattended nipple.

As much as Caroline was enjoying his ministrations she needed him lower. Klaus seemed to respond to her thought and began to lick and nip his way down her stomach. His tongue dipped into her naval when he unhooked her jeans. He slid them down her legs along with her underwear; she kicked off her boots to facilitate their removal.

The increased smell of her arousal made his already hard cock strain against the stiff denim of his jeans. He wasted no time in laying a burning trail of kisses from her ankle to her inner thigh. He stopped to suck the skin of her femoral artery and eyed her dripping center.

"You're so wet, love," Klaus grinned. He propped himself up and met her hooded eyes.

"'s your fault," Caroline mumbled. "Are you going to do something about it?"

"What would you have me do, sweetheart?" He slid his finger along her slit to gather moisture before lightly circling her swollen clit. Her eyes drifted shut.

Caroline whimpered. She rocked her hips seeking friction, but was stilled by Klaus' other hand pressing firmly against her hip.

Her eyes popped open when she sensed him hovering above her. The intensity in his gaze had a flood of fluid dripping onto the antique carpet. He repeated his question.

"I want you… inside me." Her hands moved and in a fraction of a second she had popped the button on his jeans and pulled down the zipper. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pushed. "I want to feel every inch of you."

Within seconds he had cast off the fabric, and had lined himself up with her entrance. He paused briefly to ensure she was sure of her decision before pushing inside. They started out at a slow pace before Klaus gave in to her request and began thrusting in and out faster. When he sensed she was close his thumb drew quick circles over her clit.

Waves of pleasure crested before breaking as stars exploded behind her eyes. She had barely come down when Klaus withdrew. Her protest turned into a squeal when he flipped her onto her stomach. She moaned his name when he lifted her hips and enveloped his cock in her quivering pussy. She couldn't recall ever feeling this full; it was as if he had been made perfectly for her.

She braced her hands against the carpet and began to meet him thrust for thrust. Within moments they had bypassed human speed.

As they reached vampire speed Klaus felt his own release approaching. He shifted her hips just enough so that every hard thrust hit her g-spot.

Caroline's vision went white as she came apart with a silent scream. She vaguely heard Klaus growl her name when he spilled his warm seed deep inside of her trembling body.

Caroline collapsed against the rug and curled against his chest when he joined her.

He wrapped an arm around her twitching frame before asking, breathlessly: "What happened to not rushing into anything?"

"That was never going to last long," Caroline chuckled. The vibrations reverberated through him as he laughed.

"Well in that case," Klaus tilted her chin up to give her a slow, languid kiss, "are you ready for round two?"

Caroline wordlessly straddled him and sank down on his erection with a small smirk.

Elena stood over the railing and shivered. The worst of the storm had passed leaving roughly eight inches of snow in the courtyard. Her arms crossed over her bump as watched the light flakes slowly drift down to settle atop the undisturbed blanket of white.

She found the sight too magical to walk away from.

Something soft and warm covered her shoulders. She glanced down to see her favorite blue throw wrapped around her. Elena leaned back against Elijah when his arms wrapped around her. She felt his low voice rumble in his chest.

"What?" She didn't recognize the language he had spoken; save one word.

"I said: 'beloved, you don't know when to come in from the snow'." He pressed a kiss to her hair.

"It's too beautiful to go inside," Elena grinned at the flakes that landed on her outstretched hand. "What language was that?"

"Old Norse; it was the language I grew up with."

"It's lovely," she whispered, "I think I've heard Kol use it."

"You have," he pressed another kiss to her temple. "I referred to you as 'elskede' which means 'beloved', and Kol tends to call Lexa 'elskling' which translates to 'darling'. They are very similar."

"Speaking of Lexa," she hummed, "she found out what we're having." Elena flattened her palm over her belly.

"I heard the explanation," he admitted, "but not the results."

"Do you want to know?" She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Some people prefer to wait and be surprised."

"I think I've had enough surprises to last a lifetime," his hands slid around to hover over their children and grinned. "Besides Rebekah will insist on knowing, so the news will be all over the compound."

Elena giggled. She stretched up to plant a kiss on his cheek before breathing against his ear.

What do you think? Are they boys or girls?

The next chapter will see a small time jump, a few days, and the arrival of Stefan.