For day 4 of 25 days of Klaroline. Canon TVD but TO is mostly about Klaus, Rebekah and Kol causing mayhem in NOLA, with Elijah following them closely and cleaning up their messes (no Hayley or baby, as usual).

Big thank you to arustykiss aka CKhybrid for beta work on this :)

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He had told Caroline that he wanted to be her last love. Klaus promised her he would never come back. But he had made one to himself as well, long ago.

He would never hurt her. He would never allow her to get hurt.

During the last few years, there were occasions when Caroline found herself in danger but Klaus never directly interfered. He had compelled a small troop of vampires to protect her at any cost, should her incompetent group of misfit friends fail to go to Caroline's rescue.

So, even though he struggled with it immensely, Klaus stayed away. While her mother was dying. When she turned off her emotions. When she thought she had fallen for Stefan. Every fibre of his being had screamed Caroline but Klaus persevered and so did she, her light dimming but not put out.

This new atrocity that had befallen Caroline, however, pushed Klaus over the edge that he had been balancing on for so damn long.

And so Klaus found himself in the same place he had been all those years ago, standing on the doorstep of her house, about to go up the stairs to the blonde's bedroom. Except this time, neither Sheriff Forbes nor Rebekah's quarterback crush were there to let him in.

He was breaking his promise but there was no other way.

Some things, you just couldn't let stand.


Caroline was lying on the bed, her back to the door, clutching the blanket that covered her in a desperate gesture. Before, Klaus thought the scene reminded him very much of the night he had cured her of a werewolf bite. That was not the case. All those years ago, she had been dying but still emanated defiance, determined to meet her fate with her head held high, not bowing to him for even a moment. Gritting his teeth in anger, he observed her from the threshold.

What had they done to her?

This would not last long, Klaus thought mercilessly, already planning calculated steps of punishment in his head. Blood would be spilled and bones would be broken before any excuses could leave their pathetic mouths.

It was a job for later, though - Caroline was the priority.

"So you've heard, huh?" she croaked, the weak sound of her voice breaking his heart, the one he'd once thought he did not have.

"I have," Klaus said simply, taking a few steps into the room. If Caroline expected an apology, she wouldn't get it, he was not sorry for caring about her.

She turned over and leaned against the headboard, then looked at him, her gaze curious, sadness simmering in the back of her eyes.

"I've always wondered what it would be that got you to break your promise," she quipped, almost teasingly, a reflection of old Caroline still able to shine through in his presence, despite the circumstances. "I'd bet it was to be a lot earlier, though."

"I wanted to give you time."

"I know," she whispered and blushed, noticing him look at her still relatively flat belly.

Klaus approached her bed and slowly sat beside her, as if he was afraid to scare her away.

Caroline met his serious gaze and almost sighed in relief when she found no pity there. Deciding to address the elephant in the room, she said, "I did not think it was possible, you know. I am dead and pregnant with my former teacher's twins, how freaky is that?"

She tried to play it cool and laugh it off but it fell flat, Klaus' insistent grave expression making her nervous.

"It shouldn't be possible," she whispered, "They say it's because I have normal blood flow and can support them that way but I am dead. How is it possible? It would be like you being able to impregnate someone, it's ridiculous."

"I should certainly hope so," he said, momentarily smirking at the absolute idiocy of such a scenario.

"What should I do, Klaus? I just...I don't know what to do," she uttered, dropping down her gaze, pulling her fingers nervously.

In that moment, everything between them shifted. She couldn't believe that she asked him, of all people, for advice and Klaus couldn't quite believe it as well. But over the last few months, she had been so utterly alone. Overwhelmed with expectations she wasn't sure she would be able to meet. Would be willing to meet. And he came in her time of need and it was as if he had never left.

"That's the thing, Caroline. It is your choice. What do you wish to do about it?"

"You know, you might actually be the first person to ask me that."

"Always at your service, sweetheart," he dared to tease her gently, though he grew serious the next minute when he reached out to cover her hands with his, the caress of his fingers on her skin soothing her slightly.

"I don't want to be pregnant," she said it so quietly, he was able to hear it only because of his hybrid hearing. Even then, it almost got subdued by two loud thumping heartbeats sounding from her abdomen, the living proof of the outrageous act the Gemini witches performed on her unsuspecting body.

It was a blessing for them that they were already dead.

"Then we deal with it," she looked up at him in disbelief, at the pure determination in his voice, the way he said we, not you.

"But how can I? Everyone expects me to...Alaric...and Stefan said…," Caroline's voice broke and the tears she had been holding back for so long streamed down her face. It made Klaus stark raving mad, the way those bloody fools tried to belittle her, make her fit into those tiny boxes that were their minds. She was too damn good for them.

She was too damn good for this town.

"Caroline," he said earnestly, in attempt to get through to her, "No one who has your slightest interest at heart, would make you do this. I've said you have a choice. That means, whatever you decide, I will support you all the way. No judgement."

She freed her hands from his grasp and next thing he knew, Caroline was throwing her arms around him, caging him in a tight hug. Surprised at first, Klaus put his hands on her back, moving them up and down in a soothing motion. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, soft hair tingling his nose, the sweet fruity and vanilla scent that was still haunting him since their afternoon in the woods filling his nostrils as he inhaled.

They stayed like this for some time, Klaus happy he could provide her with at least a little comfort and that she didn't deny him a chance to give it to her. Leaning back, Caroline met his eyes and said, this time with the tenacity that he admired in her so much.

"I don't want to be here anymore."

"I was hoping you would say that, love."


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