Okay, so originally I was going to finish this story just after the wedding but I had sudden inspiration and now it's going to be a bit longer :) Let me know what you think xx

It was four days later, whilst in the middle of showering, that Charlotte found herself being joined in the shower by a naked Klaus. She gasped when she felt his arms wrap themselves around her waist as he nuzzled her neck.

"Hello, love."

Charlotte smiled at the sound of Klaus's voice but her smile quickly turned to a frown as she felt Klaus's erection pressing into her back.

"Klaus…" Charlotte said; her tone making her warning clear.

Klaus had been trying for days to get Charlotte to give in to him and had failed every time. Charlotte knew that Klaus was still recovering from his accident and needed more time to heal. She did not want to hurt him during sex and so, she denied him her body.

Paying no attention to Charlotte's warning, Klaus pressed his body closer to hers and began to place deep kisses on the soft skin of her neck; sucking a little on the skin with each kiss he gifted her. It was driving him completely insane not being able to bury himself inside the woman he loved so much. He knew she was only trying to care for him but didn't want her to look after him; he wanted her to surrender to him.

"Klaus, I mean it. Stop."
"No."
"Klaus!" Charlotte hissed; pushing his hands away from her. "You need to heal."

Now that she was standing in front of him, Charlotte could see the pink scar across his chiselled abdomen that still looked fresh. Even with the addition of the scar, Klaus was still a magnificent looking man and he stood before her proudly, with a smirk on his face, as he watched her body involuntary react to the sight of him.

"I'm fine, sweetheart. Let me show you." Klaus said, moving forward.

Pushing him back, Charlotte left the shower and grabbed one of the fluffy white towels from the side; wrapping it around her body so it was hidden from Klaus's view. She didn't need to give him any more reason to be aroused.

"You're killing me, love!"

Klaus pouted as he watched Charlotte raise an eyebrow at him before leaving the bathroom and shutting the door firmly behind her. Sighing, Klaus came to the conclusion that an extra cold shower was in order before he faced the world.

"Good morning, darling." Mary stated; kissing her daughter on the cheek as she sat down at the breakfast table.
"Morning, mom. Where's dad?"
"Hiding out in his study. He took one look at me and ran away." Mary laughed.

Charlotte frowned. It was no secret that her parents had a volatile relationship and it was probably best if they kept their interactions with one another to a minimum. However, she couldn't help but be appalled at her father's behaviour. Over three years had passed since the divorce and with Damon's wedding only days away, Charlotte believed her parents had a duty to be civil for the time being.

"Anyway, enough about your father. Where's Klaus?"
"He was in the shower when I left him."

Charlotte smirked. Klaus had taken an awfully long time in the shower. She empathised with him, though. She needed his body as much as he needed hers but she was aware that Klaus's recovery was more important than their sex life for the moment.

"He should be down soon. He's back at work today. Poor Elijah has been running the place without him."
"Don't feel too sorry for him. Elijah's in his element." Klaus chuckled as he joined the two women at the breakfast table and poured himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Klaus. Did you sleep well?" Mary asked.
"Yes. At least, I did when I wasn't being kept awake by your daughter kicking me in her sleep."

Charlotte gasped and glared at Klaus.

"I did no such thing!"
"You really did, love."
"Well… if it's that much of a problem there are plenty of other rooms for you to sleep in. Go find one."

Swallowing a mouthful of coffee, Klaus stared at Charlotte.

"I'll get over it."

Klaus knew Charlotte would force him to sleep in another room if he pushed her too far. He was well enough to return to his apartment but had decided to stay at The Salvatore Boarding House until after Damon's wedding. He enjoyed being closer to Charlotte; waking up to her every morning.

"I thought so." Charlotte smirked, then noticed the time. "I've got to go. I'll be late for school otherwise."
"How are you getting to school?"
"Emma's picking me up, mom."

Pecking her mother on the cheek, Charlotte bid goodbye to her before kissing Klaus squarely on the mouth and smiling at him.

"See you later!" Charlotte shouted as she ran from the room and out of the house to find Emma waiting outside for her.

Jumping in the car, Charlotte buckled up as Emma sped off in the direction of their school.

"How's Klaus?"
"He's fine. How's Kol?"
"He's a dick."

Charlotte rolled her eyes. From the look on her best friend's face it was clear to Charlotte that Emma was severely pissed at the youngest Mikaelson boy, and she couldn't say she was surprised. Charlotte had known all along that it would only be a matter of time before Kol did something to upset Emma.

"What has he done?"
"The jackass made out with some skank he met at a college party."
"I'm sorry, Emma. I did tell you what he was like."
"I know. I don't want to talk about. I want to drink. Please tell me you're free on Friday."

Staring into the pleading eyes of her best friend, Charlotte laughed.

"Well, the wedding isn't until Sunday and I don't have any plans with Klaus or my mom, so I'm all yours. What we're you thinking?"
"Just be at mine by nine."

It was a few minutes later that the two girls arrived outside their school. The weather was still chilly but the sun shone brightly and Charlotte felt her spirits lift. She felt happier than she had done since Klaus's accident and she was glad life seemed to be returning to normal.

The end of the school day came quickly and Charlotte was walking along, chatting enthusiastically with Emma, when she heard her name being shouted out. They had not yet reached Emma's car and Charlotte turned to see who was calling for her.

From where she stood she could see the outline of a tall guy; ruffled dark blonde hair shimmering in the sunlight; pale skin, big brown eyes staring at her with glee; pink lips transformed into a smile. The guy was leaning against the hood of a black Chevrolet; a car so familiar to Charlotte she would never be able to forget it.

In an instant, she knew who was calling out to her and a wide grin split onto her face as she ran towards him and flung herself into his open arms.

"Dean!" Charlotte screamed; ecstatic to see him.
"Hey, kiddo. It's so good to see you!"
"What are you doing here?" Charlotte asked, astonished by his sudden presence.
"I missed having you around and your mom mentioned to my mom that she was coming to visit, so I thought I'd drag my ass over here and see you." Dean grinned.
"I'm glad you did. I can't believe you're here!"
"Get in. I'll take you home. You'll have to give me directions though." Dean said, already making his way around to the driver's side.

Dean had just opened the driver's side door when Charlotte spoke and declined his offer. She suspected neither her brothers nor Klaus would be pleased by Dean's appearance; especially once they found out the nature of her friendship with him, which they were bound to do with her mother being in Mystic Falls as well.

"Thanks, but I can't. I'm riding with Emma." Charlotte stated as her friend appeared beside her
"Ah, the famous Emma." Dean directed towards the blonde haired girl before turning his attention back to Charlotte. "Okay, but I better see you soon, GG."
"You can bet on it."

Charlotte flashed Dean a smile and watched him drive away. Walking back to Emma's car, Charlotte heard her friend clear her throat and prepared herself for the questions that were to follow.

"Who was that guy? He is seriously hot!"
"His name is Dean Cross and he is too old for you." Charlotte giggled.

She knew exactly what Emma was thinking.

"How old is he?"
"He's twenty-five."
"That's only a year older than Klaus and you're dating him! How do you know him anyway?"
"I dated his younger brother when I lived in San Francisco. I became really good friends with him."
"Well, he's hot."
"Believe me, Emma…" Charlotte said as they set off for home. "Dean is not the dating type."
"Neither was Kol."
"My point exactly."

Emma ignored Charlotte's advice and continued to think about Dean.

"Hey, why did he call you GG?"
"Oh… It was a nickname he gave me when we first met."
"What does it stand for?"

Charlotte blushed. No-one in Mystic Falls knew about her life in san Francisco. She had kept in contact with Emma and told her many things during her three years away from Mystic Falls, but Dean was not one of them.

"It means gorgeous girl."