Hi I deleted and re-posted. Sorry but not really I spent the whole day editing in my mind so yeah.

Elijah frowned as Kol drove recklessly towards the gate, "Slow down," he warned placing a firm hand on his brother's shoulder.

Kol cackled as he stomped on the brake making Elijah fly forward before his seat belt caught him making him grunt from the contact, "Lighten up," he articulated shrugging his older brother off, "Caroline hasn't killed me."

"Yet," Elijah muttered under his breath.

Kol waved him off taking the time to speed up since they were the only vehicle on the road thus far. "And Klaus is fine." He pointed poking Elijah's shoulder to annoy him but he remained motionless apparently absent from the conversation.

"You'll forgive me for being skittish considering my brother just woke up from a coma that he stumbled upon after crashing a vehicle down a hill close to where our younger brother died." Elijah voiced to him noticing how Kol seemed to calm down before he finished speaking.

"What's with you," Kol inquired as they passed where said incident had transpired. The younger Mikaelson frowned as he felt a chill run through him. He tried not to look at the tire marks on the side of the road.

Elijah gave him a look, "Don't think I don't know when you have something up your sleeve." Kol cut in eyes boring into the black pavement where they had begun to repaint the street lines.

"I don't know what you mean," Elijah held firmly opting to look out the window instead of answering any of Kol's questions. In reality he was worried and maybe plotting he wasn't sure just yet. What he did know is he wasn't about to betray Klaus' confidence like that. Brother or Attorney.

The justice that had married his brother and Caroline had returned yesterday on Monday the divorce papers would be ready. He cursed his speediness his mind wandering to a few days before when he got a call reminding him of what was to come.

Things were already in motion before Caroline and Klaus had come together and now he wasn't sure what might happen to the pair. Klaus was in a delicate state even if he refused to admit it to his doctor, Elijah reminded himself to check up on the man.

He let Klaus go without observation, without any explanation as to what happened and his previous injuries. The more the thoughts circled his mind the more he anger he felt boiling inside of him. Elijah had somehow held it together during Klaus' stay at the hospital not slipping out of his cool exterior but once.

It was Kat's fault she took it upon herself to corner him take him into an empty room and hug him until he gave in and held her. He was always the one taking care of his family alongside Klaus and he had never realized before now but Kat took care of him.

If he didn't have Kat he would not have a single person to help him through this he pouted at the realization but kept silent. Elijah didn't want to alert Kol to his inner musings, "Out with it," Kol communicated to him as they began to enter town.

"You know what," he pried disbelieving Elijah's innocent look that only worked in the courts, "What is the thing you, Kat and Stefan are hiding?" he said hoping to poke the beast into telling him the truth. Rebekah wasn't even allowed to know because of her inability to keep a secret.

"I don't want to discuss it until I get to talk to Caroline and Niklaus on Monday," Elijah said firmly but vaguely making Kol huffy the rest of the ride to Elijah's home. He sent a message to Kat asking her to stay for the evening, they had much to discuss before the weekend was over.

"You really are this paranoid all the time aren't you?" Caroline said standing up enjoying the way he looked when he was nervous. He did this cute thing where he scratched his eyebrow before running a hand through his curls.

She felt the corners of her mouth upturn at the action her hand reaching out to cup his face, "Get some glasses, please," she entreated as she reached for the oven door he began to look around. The food smell was filling the room making her empty stomach fill with excitement.

She quickly found an oven mitt hanging by the steel patterned backsplash of the kitchen wall pulling the oven door as Klaus found to stem wine glasses in a box by the back of the refrigerator. "Odd," he mumbled pulling the glasses from their wrapped container.

Caroline placed the small baking tray on the top of the stove removing her mitt she leaned further in to inhale the delicious smelling concoction Klaus' sister had put together for them. "This smells so good Nik," she purred shutting her eyes. "You have to smell this," she offered signaling him to come closer.

Klaus had a deadpan on his face even though amusement was clearly showing in his eyes, "I think I can contain myself until it is on a plate," he responded cheekily. He had managed to not make a mess out of the styrofoam from the box which excited him.

"Haha" Caroline laughed hollowly a clear face of contempt at his jabs. She went about looking for place mats choosing to ignore him. She heard him behind her putting the glasses down on the counter while her curiosity was getting the best of her at what he was up to she didn't dare turn around.

Klaus smirked gazing intently at his wife busying herself with work instead of poking fun at him, "What?" he said finding a corkscrew, "Is your sarcastic wit on standby?" he popped the bottle open quickly pouring the wine into both glasses.

She stuck her tongue out at him before getting back to looking for silverware not expecting to manufacture an impossibly beautiful carefree laugh from him. She glanced at him catching him chancing a heated gaze in her direction. Caroline blew out a low breath.

Klaus placed the bottle back in the fridge as Caroline continued her petulant behavior obviously ignoring how loud he was stomping his feet or setting things down or away. He took a sip from his glass peeking at her every now and again.

She was right the food smelled incredible, he thought his brain focusing on the way worked her way around the kitchen flouncing around from place to place. He watched as she snuck looks at him from behind the veil of blonde hair she had only to find his eyes already on her.

Bekah had made his favorite and Caroline had unconsciously chosen it to eat tonight he didn't know how the two blondes had bonded but clearly it was something to find out in the future. He moved from his place when he saw that she had already served their dinner.

"I'm glad the table's already set," Caroline sighed relieved it was one less thing to have to go on the hunt for as she carried their plates over to the table forgetting about ignoring him. She was seriously fighting the impulse to dig in with her fingers, who knew pasta was supposed to look this good.

He gave a noncommittal grunt as he picked up their glasses and walking to where she stood noticing she had placed their plates across from each other. Klaus tried not to show how stung he felt by that knowing he was most likely reading too much into it. She was as nervous as he was.

He blinked as he moved to sit a flash of an image stopped him however from opening his eyes Caroline was there again in the same dress but she wasn't crying with him she looked angry, jealous. Moreover Sophie was there, this was new.

The brunette looked older and as attentive to him as ever yet his eyes were only for his wife as they ate, he recognized where they were too. Unsure of what was happening, a wistful feeling came over him as the image vanished leaving him with darkness.

"You alright," She asked noticing the confused look on his face as she took a seat in her chair leaving him at the head of the table she looked concerned but he smiled shaking the worry from his mind. She wanted to ask about it but wasn't sure exactly how so she didn't.

Klaus placed his right hand on the heavy wooden chair he recognized from when he was younger pulling the chair out a stinging of pain moving from his fingers to his shoulder. His hand turned into a fist as he removed his hand trying to ignore it he sat with a pained look crossing his face as he tried to sit down on the barely containing a sob.

Something was wrong danger flashing in his mind before the pain was back again making it hard to breathe as it turned to a dull ache just as quick as it had come. "My back," he panted breathing through the throbbing unwilling to move just in case something like that happened again.

"Oh," she responded her eyes widening as if she had just realized something and standing up leaving him to fend for himself. As she left it he realized that wasn't the reaction he was expecting at all. A little concern would have been nice, not too much to ask for.

He moved his fingers feeling a slight twitch but nothing he couldn't handle so he reached up to take his glass off of the table. "This will do," he muttered gulping the wine down as best he could before he felt Caroline's smaller hand yank the glass from his mouth with unspoken force.

"Don't do that!" she exclaimed swatting his arm only to make him stiffen at the contact. "Oh God," she said as if recalling something, "So sorry, here take these," she said kissing his cheek and then revealing his pills which luckily she still had in her purse upstairs.

The new medicine would have to wait until Monday but the doctor had assured her these would do. "Thank you," he uttered taking the pills she offered and placing them in his mouth, "Wine please," he asked for his glass back.

She gave him a disapproving look which he met with his best pout until she gave in and let him have what was left of the glass. "We should get you to bed after this," Caroline commented reading the side effects on the label.

"Whoa," He said placing a teasing hand on her stomach only to have it travel to her side pulling her next to him, "I thought we were going to get to know each other first," he jibed. "But if you insist," he gave in wrapping his good arm around her waist.

She placed her hands on either side of his face before leaning in as if to kiss him playing along as he shut his eyes to her. Klaus felt like his skin was burning her touch having a dizzyingly effect and as she got closer he realized he didn't want their first kiss to be like this.

Before he could tell her so he felt her lips on his forehead bringing a smile to his lips gulping at the feel of her soft mouth over his skin saving him the trouble, "Dare to dream," she whispered before she stepped away he opened his eyes and she was eating her dinner.

Klaus felt her warmth move away as he opened his eyes his throat congested with a feeling of adoration as he watched her hover her food. "I dreamt of you the last time I slept," Klaus remarked picking up his fork smiling at her when she moved to look at him. "My odds are pretty good."

Caroline scoffed. "This is good," she told him ignoring his comment smiling at him in between bites as he began digging in finally. Klaus took a moment to look at her glad that through all his jokes she hadn't kissed him. When it did happen he wanted it to be good.

After much convincing which mostly consisted of Klaus giving Caroline half of his food he walked into the living room glad she was okay with finishing out their night. He watched her eat his favorite food without remorse or even a scrap left for him to lick off of the plate.

She told him to give her a few minutes before coming back into the living room which did make him nervous but he agreed anyway as he began to feel better. He stood up to check the pan to see if anything was left thanking the heavens above that he had brought his fork with him.

He dug into the left over pieces his eyes rolling heavenward as he took in the first bite he reminded himself to get something pretty for his little sister. He turned when he heard a box fall then Caroline quickly announce she was fine and that he should stay put.

Klaus didn't know if he had the strength to leave the pan behind so he agreed mumbling in response as he scrapped at the pan before moving over to the kitchen sink. He placed it on the left side then walked back to the table picking up both their plates.

He began humming as he turned the facet on an old song playing in his head as he ran his fingers over the plate wiping off the plates. He took the scrubber from the right side running it under the now steaming water.

He thought about how much he'd like to drown Kol in it whether he like to admit it or not his younger brother had vexed him this morning. Caroline had did everything possible in her actions to express nothing was happening while they were together that day.

Her attention was solely on him which thrilled him even as he was pulled in different directions from nurses to several different tests. After being poked and prodded his smile had lost its luster his lassitude was showing but she just kept encouraging him.

He knew he stunk but she never commented only smiled and flipped back her cascading curls sending his brother's away when he was finally done. He watched as she set his bag on the bed rummaging through to find his clothes and placing them on the bed.

She asked him not to shave too much of his scruff off almost embarrassed but he found it endearing a smirk formed on his lips at what the story might be behind that. "You can come out now," his wife said stepping back into the kitchen just as he finished the last plate and placed it on the drying rack.

She stood next to him a celestial form if ever he saw one as he gave her a side glance she had a carefree smile on her face, "What's the game then Caroline," he inquired once more as he washed his hands. An effervescent look overtook her face telling him she loved holding this information over him.

She turned shutting off the water for him rolling her shoulders back and holding her hands together at her front, "We can start slow," she offered. He eyed her, an unworldly concoction that was for certain.

Before he could comment she cut him off, "We'll play twenty questions learn the basics," she said determined, "You know about each other." She said it like she had no idea what kind of socks he liked and the truth was he wasn't so sure either. His clothing choices these days were odd.

"Do I want to know?" he asked mocking her serious look, "I don't think you want to hear the gory details about my life," he said his index finger tilting her chin so she would look at him. She swatted his hand away from her face a grin forming.

"Ouch, hurtful," she commented before thinking that those words would accurately describe his life from what he had told her about his step-father. He didn't seem fazed by it though so she didn't comment further.

"My apologies," he mocked however there was an edge in his voice it seemed he was thinking the same she was unpleased when a chill ran down her spine at the look in his eyes. She shoved him lightly, "Oh wait your pills."

"I'm fine," he said liking the way she didn't allow him to dwell on the things that went wrong unless they were causing the together. "Promise," he told her placing an arm over her shoulders squeezing lightly, "Fit as a fiddle." He wanted to comfort her in some way even if their proximity seemed like a bad idea.

Caroline fussed over him which was sweet but he just wanted her to take her seat next to him, "Is it okay to drink this?" she asked him holding the bottle of wine from earlier. He nodded to her watching as she relaxed finally falling onto the floor along with him.

She had decked out the entire living room with just about every pillow he had seen while looking through the house. "Actually don't quote me on that," he said taking a sip of the glass she had just given him a smile on his face at her worry. "Pray tell. What are they for?"

Caroline went to take the glass from his hands not happy he was drinking and mixing his pills but he gripped it harder shaking a finger at her. "They're for your back, from the first crash," she stammered whispering, "From when Henrik..." she trailed off when he placed a finger over her lips not letting her continue.

She pressed a small kiss before removing his hand placing it with hers on her lap, "They're for your spine, your hand," she explained. Her eyes on his hand, "We should talk about this." A dry laugh escaped his throat making her look up a bothered by it.

He shook his head, "Sorry," he expressed regret at the action, "I do want to know. Honest," his hand ran over her leg trying to calm her. "I just -Is it strange that I'm afraid of the answers?" he asked vulnerability seeping to the surface.

"No," Caroline divulged, "Believe me, I know what happened and I wished I had done things different." Her voice cracked, "I would have never left that morning." She smiled sadly her eyes looking at him as he brought her closer to him.

He didn't know what she was talking about but he wanted her to feel better so she buried her face in his chest, "I walked away from you and you let me," her lips trembled, "It sounds so stupid even as I think of it now." Caroline smiled.

Realizing he was stalling she looked up at his bright face, "I'm hip to you wise guy," she said hitting his chest gently her hand running down unable to pull away. "No more wine." She urged him as she took the glass he held while she was opening up to him.

He gave her a face filled with dislike but she ignored him feeling lighter every sip she took from his former glass, "First question." He took the glass from her hands shifting to look at her she whined but gave in nestling into the mountain of pillows.

"What are we playing again," Klaus asked lying back on the most comfortable pillow in the world smiling as Caroline looked down at him. She was on his left but her right hand crossed his waist as she leaned in her curls cascading over one shoulder watching him.

"Twenty questions now stop stalling," she told him moving to sit herself on the back of her calves' in an effort to stay upright considering her larger-than-life view. "What's your birthday?" she asked chickening out and going for an easy one.

Klaus placed a hand over his eyes to keep from rolling them at her generic question, "February 5, 1985," he replied unable to keep the sardonic tone from his words. He propped himself up on his elbows bringing them closer even as she moved her hand away.

"Same question." He told her tucking his left hand under his head as a pillow adjusting his view of her. She however did not hold back her dislike over having either the question repeated back to her or getting the question.

Her eyes trailed from his belt all the way up his side to his arm flexing under his hair she gulped and grabbed a pillow from her side bringing it forward on to her lap hugging it to her front. "August, 3 1987," she laughed thinking about the astrology book Bonnie had gotten her so long ago.

"Interesting," he said but he was sure she heard him because he was cut off by his wife who shushed him.

"My turn," she said not wanting to think about it further.

"Favorite movie." She knew he could see right through her easy questions. She was scared to ask real questions and he was humoring her.

"The godfather," he thought but no that would be wrong he thought about endless titles unsure of which to pick and then he had to factor in five years of missed movies. What if he had a new favorite? His left hand moved from under his head to rub his eyes with his palm and fingers as he thought about it.

Caroline's face fell as she figured out what was on his mind, "You don't know," she mumbled reminding herself hating how she always put her foot in her mouth, "I'm forever saying or asking or doing the wrong things," she explained given the look he had on his face she was right.

Klaus lifted his hand for her to take she looked at it hesitantly before placing her softer one in his trusting him. He grasped hers pulling her forward to lay next to him, "Everything you've done has led us to right here." Her eyes locked to his as her head shot up from its hiding place on his chest.

He cupped her cheek before sing his hand to move her hair passed her neck leaving it bare so that he may gaze upon it as he spoke, "And I don't want to be anywhere else so thank you but you've done nothing wrong."

He looked at her then Caroline went to respond her body shook from the sincerity in his words but her shook his head, "Ah my turn," he returned her words to her making her emanate a growl.

"Your favorite film," he asked annoying her because he could and she was in a better mood, he didn't like when the glow she emitted diminished in any way.

She lay a hand on his chest scooting upwards so that their faces were closer together, "Are you going to copy all of my questions," she asked flipping her hair a slight huff in her actions.

"I'm just really curious," he shrugged placing his hand over hers on his shirt, "I promise however my next question will be different." Klaus guaranteed to her. "Now answer."

She conceded, "When Harry met Sally," she told him unashamed and with principle.

"Should I refill you," he asked she looked down noticing her drink was already gone sitting on the bare floor next to them.

His wife rolled on to her back clapping her hands together twice, "Yes please!" she exclaimed.

"Yes mistress," Klaus said making her face twist in disapproval before a smirk threatened the corners of her mouth at the nickname. He moved back to the kitchen as quickly as he could to get the bottle from the refrigerator where he had placed it earlier.

He returned bottle in hand fogging from the temperature change the distance having given them a lighter look on the evening as well. "My turn," she said adjusting herself on to her side watching him move around the cloud of pillows to sit with her again.

He extended his hand where she then placed her now empty glass watching him serve her an unneeded but welcome glass of wine. Klaus nodded indicating to her that he was ready for it she pressed her index finger to her lips thinking hard before the idea popped into her head, "Favorite place in the world."

Klaus' head turned to face her so fast she thought he might have whiplash, but she couldn't think that hard on it because he flashed her one of those smiles as he settled in next to her, "Here on the floor with you."

She blushed as he handed her the newly refilled glass, "Your turn."

Klaus couldn't hold back his smile as he asked what every woman should be asked, "What are your hopes, dreams, wishes?" he whispered his hand cupping her face, "Desires?" he wanted to know her, earn her time and her love so he would ask all the questions and wait for her many answers.

Caroline coughed her skin burning since she couldn't even blame it on drinking her glass as of yet was still untouched, "Uh, you." She answered back simply. "I hope you remember me, I dreamt you'd come back to me and I wish that you knew who I was and who I am right now."

"I think I need a refill," he spoke aloud without meaning to thinking about filling her original glass for himself knowing he couldn't give her that wish as much as he wanted to. She shook her head placing a hand on his side keeping him there with her.

Klaus looked at her as he felt Caroline tug on his hand keeping him where he was a fire in her eyes telling him it would be dangerous for him to go against her on this. He chuckled going back to teasing instead, "You said nothing on desires." He reminded her.

Caroline took a modest drink from her glass, "Wanna play something else," she offered not comfortable with the line of questioning. Her desire was quite obvious to everyone around them and to him she knew that much or he wouldn't tease so much.

Klaus was confused having only been three questions in to the game but was up for anything as long as he didn't have to go back to sleep. He had the ever-present fear that he might not wake up after, or worse that he would wake but without Caroline at his side, "What did the lady have in mind?"

She wasn't sure why he was worried but she challenged him suggesting, "Truth or Dare," knowing it was very junior high but still it was all she could think of. What other kinds of games did people play while buzzed anyway?

"Deal," he said "But wouldn't it be easier to just play Truth or Truth?" Klaus asked taking her glass and rolling on his back to place it on the floor next to their pillow palace.

She responded maturely by sticking her tongue out at him again making him wonder what it felt like against his before he had to forget about it, "Who's first?" he countered.

"You first," she answered looking passed him to her glass looking abandoned on the dark wood flooring so far from her reach.

"Caroline," he his tone was serious holding back a smirk as he paused for dramatic effect, "Truth or Dare/Truth."

"Truth," she responded wiggling her head around like a bobble head.

"Is it true that we met when you were engaged," he asked steeling himself for her response knowing he had a knack for taking things that weren't really his.

"Yes, it was two days before I was supposed to get married." she rolled onto her stomach her right side of her face laying against one of the blur beaded decorative pillows she had found earlier in her exploration of the house.

She sighs shutting her eyes as her hand searched for his next to her thigh, "Do you want to talk about it? I haven't really told you who I am and I'm here drinking your wine, eating your food and taking your bed." She felt bad more than she ever did when explaining anything to anyone.

Klaus felt a reprieve when her hand found his entangling their fingers as if she never wanted to let him go, "Its fine, I do want to know but I figure I can't be upset if I don't know. I want to know you first, clean slate and all that."

"Clean slate?" she repeated his words her eyebrows scrunching together before her face relaxed soothed by his acceptance of her, "I like that." She moved her face to kiss his arm right under his shoulder.

He felt his stomach flutter uncontrollably but he was glad that wasn't visible like in one of those childhood cartoons. Caroline moved their hands up so he could see her as she sat up slipping her hand from his.

He looked confused but she was going somewhere with this, "Clean slate," she stuck her hand out for him to shake as her other hand fixed her dress around her ankles she stopped fussing when he took it but he kissed the back of her hand instead.

She gasped audibly as he did so, "Good," he whispered though she was unsure if he meant they had a deal or because of her breath hitching the way it did.

"Since you avoided the question," Klaus said his eyes fixated on their entwined hands as he himself moved from his back to sit up.

His other hand coming up to run against her occupied hand sending a wave of pleasure through her, "You have to drink the whole glass," he simply said.

"But I didn't," she tried to defend herself as he reached behind him for her filled glass taking it in his empty hand to give to her.

"But you did," he retorted, "I don't make the rules now drink," he so made that rule up but it didn't really matter he was having fun with her.

She groaned but drank the whole glass gulping with impossible speed, "Okay now your turn," she responded in kind, "Truth or Dare?"

He grinned like he was itching for a good time and she was about to give it to him, "Dare," he declared excitedly.

Caroline's grin matched his, her buzz hitting her harder as she sipped from the bottle her lips leaving it with a loud pop sound. She pointed the green bottle to him, "Wrong choice."

His eyebrows knit together unsure of what she meant by those two words, "Why," he questioned her taking the bottle from her hands.

"Now you have to drink the whole bottle," she said her tone indicating it should have been obvious as she hugged herself to keep still.

"Go ahead," he heard her say as she went to lie back down in her nest of pillows exhausted he assumed her body finally relaxing.

"That's not so bad," he commented looking at the almost half empty bottle with a long neck attached to it.

"And for every second it takes you to drink it you have to sing Celine Dion's 'And That's The Way It Is'" she said her words almost muffled as she hid her face in the pillow by her head.

"Nooo," he groaned like a child making her laugh which wasn't his intention but he looked at her in awe nonetheless at the sound. "What about the medicine," he asked trying to get out of it.

"Tick tock Nik," she raised a hand in the air waving it back and forth like a grandfather clock, "The clock has started. Okay she admitted to herself maybe she wasn't tipsy but a bit drunk.

A thought struck her suddenly making her jump from her spot on the floor, "We could play hide and seek," she squealed hopping on her knees up and down.

"Why do you keep changing the games?" he mused laughing at how happy she was from too much wine thinking he probably would have done them a favor by finishing it.

"Because you get this awkward uncomfortable look on your face that totally messes with the sex god appeal of you." She responded placing her hands on his shoulders squeezing tightly. "See?"

Klaus blushed his dimples appearing as he looked down at his hands instead of her nervously before he could quip, "So you're saying I should be silent and pretty?"

Caroline giggled unable to help herself, "Yes, and no" she told him moving one leg in to the middle of his thighs to steady herself. "I like you however you look anyway."

"Oh no Sweetheart, you can't objectify me and then take it back by further commenting on my looks," he said his hands grasping at her waist undecided on whether to sit her on him or move her aside.

Klaus licked his lips coming to a quick if not stupid decision, "Fine," he moved his hands from her waist, "I'll hide and you count." He moved to stand up without her help or they would both topple over.

Caroline felt the magnetic pull shift away as he removed his hands from her hips a slight dejected look marring her features before she crossed her arms, "Fine then. 1, 2…" she began counting.

"Hey you didn't say 'Start'" he quickly moved to get off of the pillows unsure of where to go and hating how much she looked like she was enjoying this.

The blonde shrugged her shoulders standing on her knees,"3, 4," she counted quickly making him move uncoordinatedly around the living room.

"No fair," he scurried across the floor up the stairs, "Shut your eyes at least," he shouted behind him in a half whisper as if she could discover him even then.

Caroline looked at her nails thinking about how badly she was in need of a spa or something, "5, Never!" she responded to him looking at the stairs where he had disappeared to. "7, 8…" she continued.

"Damn it," he said his voice muddled with pain as he ran into something scurrying to find a place to hid before thinking of another game plan as his foot throbbed.

She laughed apparently hearing his agony and reveling in it while counting, "9, 10…" she finished faster than he thought. "Here I come!" she exclaimed he heard her move to the stairs and quickly moved to hid under the bench his foot had the misfortune of landing on earlier.

Caroline started for the stairs starting with the last place she had heard him by the second floor here they had been in earlier. She held her breath as she roamed the hall listening for anything that might give away his position.

Klaus watched as her legs passed by him her skirt swaying and wished there was a light in the hallway even if it would have revealed him faster. Watching as she moved to the end of the hall he waited with bated breath for his moment.

He rolled to his stomach moving into a crawling position trying to make it to the stairs keeping as low to the ground as possible before sprinting back the way he had come.

She heard feet behind her but before she could turn he was down the stairs out of her sight, "You're gonna pay for that," she said in a sing-sing voice chasing after him.

She heard laughter from where they had come from quickly she raced down happy she had left her shoes behind. She figured there was only one other place he could be if he wasn't on the other two floors.

He was in the right wing where she had never gone before a ridiculous grin exploded on her face as she jogged towards the hallway there eager to win. She felt his hands as soon as she entered the dark hallway pulling her beside him against the wall.

Her skirt flying from the impact as his chest hit hers crushingly Klaus' smiling lips were felt at her neck barely moving against her skin his nose nuzzling her instead. "That's not how you play," she whined half-heartedly her hands on his shoulders.

"Caroline," he murmured his mouth bringing on chills as he spoke against her warm skin. "How did I get to be so lucky," he continued, "How do I feel like I know you and want you all the time?" he continued like this barely touching her with his lips his breath was the only thing touching her. "Like you do too?"

"Because I do," she murmured, "On all counts," Caroline responded recalling what words were and how they were important in conversation. "I haven't always made the best decisions but you were a good one even if I didn't know it for a long time."

He pressed small kisses to her neck making her purr, "What happens tomorrow? Monday or the week after," he asked. "Will you still be here if I don't remember?" his voice was weak but his courage was strong when she kissed his cheek.

"I'll be here like you were for me," Caroline responded, "I was lost like you are now after we met and you brought me back." She moved her hands to cup his face so Klaus could look her in the eyes, "I'll bring you back."

"If I don't, we love each other anyways." He smiled then a genuine smile that she could lay down and snuggle in as she asked him to reassure her. "Right?" she barely said before he responded again.

"Yes," he said as he tilted her chin up slowly and looked into her eyes pressing a small playful kiss to her lips as a reward for them both. "Always," he said "And forever," he thought.

He enjoyed their closeness, from the second he had awoke up until now they had been no more than a few feet from one another. His eyes scanned hers searching for something to tell him she wasn't real. "So amazingly beautiful," he spoke his words barely audible.

She looked so sincere looking up at him that he forgot about Elijah's heeding to their being cautious until Monday unsure of what that meant. His hands cupped either side of her face his thumbs gliding over her cheekbones. "Stop," she asked him shyly unable to take his compliment.

Klaus brushed his fingers over her shoulders down to her hands, "Its fine," he said sounding like she might have her way. "I have no words to describe beauty anyway," he grinned. "But I can show her to you if you like." He uttered the words giving her a moment.

"I found a new room." He told her before Caroline could respond or kiss him back like she wanted Klaus was stepping out of their bubble. "I think you'll want to see it." He assured her as he tugged on her hand pulling her towards a room down the hall.

She squeaked as he pulled her along behind him to the only door she could see.

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