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Pairing: Klaus and Caroline.

Summary: Caroline demands explanations after seeing a portrait of her in a museum.

Rating: T.

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She was staring at a portrait of herself. A really good portrait, that made her feel uneasy and not quite as beautiful as the girl that was staring back at her.

But again, he always made her look incredibly beautiful with just a brush of his pencil. She could pinpoit the thing that was going through his mind when he made that picture. It was the last moment they had with eachother, after he placed a sweet kiss on her lips and her eyes wattered at the thought of never seeing him again -

- or as long as she wasn't ready to join him in their eternities.

She was beautiful in that picture. Angelic, radiant, full of life and sunrays and she knew where all the anger came from. The picture was a painful reminder of her past. A past where her mother wasn't dead, where Stefan wasn't heartbroken because of her, and when Bonnie was alive and healthy.

The girl in that picture was just her shadow. The beautiful, strong, full of light Caroline Forbes, not the lonely, dark monster that she has become. She bit back a bitter laugh and continued to stare at the picture, her heart beats speeding up. She was seeing herself through his eyes. Was that what he always saw when he looked at her in that way? That way that made her question her morality, loyalty and heart.

"She's beautiful isn't she?" a giggling voice came from behind her. "This new artist is so talented. I persuaded him in giving me this picture to hang it here, and he reluctantly - and by reluctantly I mean after three years - he gave it to me. She's just that kind of girl that makes you wanna stop and stare." the man finished with a dreamy voice, coming to stand besides her.

She shook her head smiling slightly and turned around to face the guy. He smiled at her, then frowned and finally his mouth opened in shock.

"It's you." he whispered astonished. He looked over at the picture than back at her. "You're the girl from Mikaelson's portrait."

"That I am." Caroline nodded laughing lightly for a few seconds before her expression changed in one of seriousness. "And now, you're going to tell me where can I find Klaus."

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She finds herself in front of a un-Klaus house. Smaller than his mansion in Mystic Falls, but still so much bigger than her last house. It has a colorful fence, a beautiful front-garden and of course a swing on the porch. She opens the fence's gateway and rushing on the porch to hide from rain, before knocking three times.

He's at the door in a blink, and when he opens it he's not at least a bit surprised to see her there, standing in front of his door. But she is, and for a few seconds she allows herself to stare at him -

- His beautiful face, his naked torso, his kind, loving expression

-before bursting into tears.

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"Why?" she asked, after minutes of silence that hang heavily between the two of them. Klaus stared at her, a confused epression written all over his face. "Why did you give him the portrait after three years?" she clarified looking slightly annoyed.

"Why not?" he aked. "You're beautiful, strong, and full of light, and everybody should enjoy your beauty."

"Klaus..." she whispered her voice soft and injected with a pang of sadness.

"Caroline." he imitated her before sighing. "Why are you here?"

"I don't know." she admitted, biting on her lower lip. "I'm sorry, I don't know. I just... I was so mad at you when I saw that picture. Not because it isn't beautiful. Klaus it is so, so beautiful, but I hate that picture so much."

"But why?" he asked confused, kneeling before her and taking one of her hands in his.

"Because I'm not who I used to be. Because I turned into a cold, lonely monster that killed for fun. And I hate what I've become. No one likes me anymore because I'm not the same, nice, cheerful and helpful person. My mom died, Elena is in some sort of magical coma, Bonnie moved away, Damon turned it off and Stefan is heart broken because of me." by the time she finished she was crying again, and Klaus stood up abruptly and pulled her into his arms.

"Sweetheart, you're as amazing as you've ever been. Still strong and full of light."

"Strong?" she asked laughing bitterly. "If I was strong I wouldn't have turned it off because I couldn't cope with the death of my mother. Don't tell me I'm strong, Klaus, 'cause I'm not."

"I really wish you could see yourself through my eyes." Klaus said cupping her face. "Strong, beautiful and full of light, trust me Caroline, you never lost your light, you just hid it. Forgot how to deal with it. But it's still there. It warms up my cold, cold heart."

She smiled up at him, feeling slightly better and placed a small kiss on his mouth. Klaus grinned bashfully, looking like a little boy.

"Now, can I talk you into posing for me for another portrait?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Caroline laughed and hit him in the chest playfully, suddenly feeling very content for seeing that picture.