Set in a world where everything is Klaroline and nothing hurts!

How my love it spins me 'round

And how my love it's let me down

And how my thoughts they spin me 'round

And how my thoughts they let me down

And then there's you

Then there's you

And then there's you

Then there's you

Klaus was lost in his painting in his private study, when he heard Rebekah's BMW M3 pull sharply into the driveway outside the mansion. Looking at the antique clock on the mantel over the fireplace he was glad that Caroline was finally back from school. Why she continued with the charade of attending school he didn't understand, but he humored her anyway. Wiping the excess acrylic paint off of his hands on the rag next to him, he moved out the door to greet his sweetheart. When he reached the top of the stairs and he saw Rebekah, and only Rebekah walking inside he was concerned.

"Where is Caroline?" He demanded, trotting down the steps quickly as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. There were no new messages or missed calls from her and he could feel his panic rising slightly. Rebekah looked at him strangely for his inquiry.

"I assumed she was with you when she cut after first period," she responded.

Klaus blanched at her in confusion.

"Why would you think she was with me?"

Rebekah's expression turned sad, and then empathetic. She let out low sigh moving towards him.

"It's the anniversary of her father's passing. I was surprised she even made it to school today."

Klaus felt his heart grow heavy and sink inside his chest. He had completely forgotten about it. He should've known there was something wrong with Caroline since the moment she woke up. She was reluctant to get out of bed even with her alarm blaring; she hardly ate any breakfast, and was unusually quiet at the table. Klaus felt terrible for neglecting her unconsciously when he knew how much she was still hurt by her father's attitude and treatment towards her until his death.

"I'm going to go look for her," he said, grabbing his car keys and blurring out the door before Rebekah could say anything else.

He had looked all around town, the graveyard, the Grill, the Falls, the entire woods surrounding town. She was unresponsive to his calls and messages and he was growing more and more worried, as the sun went down. The thought of her skipping town entered his mind unwontedly. When he drove past her childhood home, he saw her car parked out front along with the sheriff's car, and he let out a sigh of relief. He never thought she would want to torture herself by returning to the place of his death, but apparently he was wrong.

He sped up the steps, knocking on the door forgoing just bursting in, as he had wanted to. The sheriff came to the door after a few seconds, looking tired and distressed.

"I need to see her," he began, not bothering with pleasantries. His relationship with Caroline's mothers had been rocky since they had made their relationship public, and for Caroline's sake he had tried to earn her trust and approval.

"She doesn't want to see anyone. I tried to talk to her when I got home, but she hasn't said a word. I think she just needs space."

Klaus knew Caroline enough that she wouldn't want space, but he didn't want to get into a fight with his hopefully future mother in law. He nodded, and walked off the porch but headed for the woods behind her house. If Caroline wasn't going to talk to him in person, she would talk to his wolf form. Whenever he felt the urge to turn some months she would usually run with him under the moonlight. In his other form, he was able to recognize her as his mate and it always brought his other side comfort to be near her.

As he shed his clothes, he allowed his other side to take over, and moments later he had turned into a larger than average amber colored wolf. From his position in the woods, he could see all the lights in her house were finally turned off. Quietly, he trotted over to her open window and with a running leap he was inside her bedroom. Her light was off, but he could see her curled form under the covers on her bed.

He softly padded over to her side of the bed to see her staring at the opposite wall with lifeless eyes that are red rimmed and puffy. He sits down in front of her and whines softly, trying to get her attention. Her eyes shift down to look at him, and he can see the pain swimming in her sapphire eyes. She turns over, facing away from him and he feels the guilt eating away at him for not being there for her all day. With a swift move he jumps onto the bed and settles close next to her, using his body warmth to give her additional heat. It only takes a few minutes before she moves closer and buries her face in his fur and weeps. He nuzzles her face and buries his own head in her mess of curls breathing in her scent of jasmine and lilies. They lay together until finally she succumbs to sleep. He remains awake, vigilant and guarding over her curled figure as the night fades into daybreak.

He leaves her for only a minute during her slumber to retrieve his clothes from the woods. When she wakes just barely after the sun has risen he has already reverted back to his human form, his arms encircling her, trying to give her the comfort and reassurance of his attentions that he knows she needs.

"Come back home with me?"

The words are whispered in the still air and her only response is a slight nod of the head with bleary eyes. With tired movements and no words she extracts herself from his hold and retreats from the room, and he follows her back outside to the car. The silence as they ride back to the mansion kills him, but he can't find the words to sooth her or beg for forgiveness. When they arrive, she moves like a ghost as she ascends the staircase to their room. He doesn't follow her as he hears the gentle of the their bedroom door. As he stares into the pace she just vacated, his siblings interrupt his silent brooding.

"What's wrong with Princess Peach?" Kol asks in a somewhat concerned tone as he takes in the look on his elder brother's face.

"She's mourning the anniversary of her father's passing," Rebekah explains, coming up behind Kol from the kitchen. She and Caroline have become closer in the past months much to Klaus's amusement as they had always been like cats and dogs towards each other.

"Well, I know exactly how to cheer her up," Kol exclaims almost manically before blurring up the stairs before Klaus can stop him or dagger him.

"I'll go make sure he doesn't bother her too much," Rebekah says kindly, following her other brother. Klaus just sighs in defeat and stalks over to his study pouring himself a large glass of bourbon, contemplating his next move. He hears Elijah come into the room, and he ignores his older brother as he sits at his easel, his ears trained upstairs to their room, listening for any signs of protest from Caroline at his sibling's presence. He hears nothing for twenty minutes and is about to go check on them when Elijah offers to go. In his cowardice he allows him to go in his stead fearing Caroline will reject his presence. He lets his feelings of anger towards himself consume him. Another thirty minutes past and as Elijah hasn't returned, he starts to get concerned with what is happening upstairs. Cautiously he made it to their door, when he hears her. Like the pealing of bells, he hears Caroline laugh merrily. His eyebrows scrunch in confusion and as he opens the door to enter, the sight before him is bewildering.

Nestled in his bed under the covers on either side of Caroline are Kol and Rebekah while Elijah is settled into the leather armchair by the window, book in hand. He sees the source of Caroline's laughter playing on the television across the room. He recognizes the actress on the screen as the "tragic train wreck" in Caroline's own words that is Lindsey Lohan. He is even more embarrassed to admit to himself that he knows the film they are watching is "Mean Girls," a film the Caroline forced him to watch weeks ago during one of their dinner and a movie dates. While he found it mildly entertaining, it had Caroline convulsing in laughter that night.

He catches her eye within a few moments, and while she smiles at him, he smiles even bigger back at her knowing he is forgiven. He moves over to the side of the bed that Kol is on promptly grabbing his brother by the scruff of his shirt and tossing him to the end of the bed while he slips into the spot he was occupying. He slips his arms around Caroline and is glad she doesn't reject his action. Instead she leans into his chest, and whispers, "Thank you for loving me and giving me the family I never had."

He kisses her brow softly, before whispering back, "Thank you for letting me." He swears he will make this up to her in spades, and for the rest of eternity. He never wants to see her in pain again, only joy, even if that means watching this nonsense a million times more if only to see her smile. It's a sacrifice he is more than willing to make for her, his life, his light and his love.

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