A/N:

So I will go ahead and warn you right now that this a fluff chapter, so not much drama. Just a lot of Klaroline cuteness. There are some serious moments though, and Caroline also finally admits something we've been waiting hear. Hope you like it!

~Erin

Disclaimer) Sadly, I don't own TVD...there would always be Klaroline if I did.

Chapter 40: Sometimes I Wish It Was You

CAROLINE POV

My head was being cradled by something soft, and I was buried under silky fabric. I recognized the familiar scent of pine and musk. It was comforting, and I snuggled back into the feeling with a sigh. That's when I heard a masculine chuckle, and my eyes flickered open.

"Good morning, sweetheart." Klaus whispered to me, and I smiled.

"Hi." I spoke, but my voice was raspy. Klaus smiled back at me, before reaching behind himself and holding something up to my lips. The blood bag he was offering me was much obliged, and I graciously began to sip the chilled liquid. In a matter of seconds, the entire blood bag was gone. Klaus took the empty bag from me, and wiped the dribble of blood from my bottom lip.

"Why am I in your bedroom?" I asked Klaus as I sat up in the mess of sheets that was Klaus's mahogany bed. I knew the four poster bed from when I had briefly been in here the first day at the plantation.

"I wanted you where I could keep an eye on you. Your mother was not originally keen on letting you sleep in here, but I may have convinced her that it was essential to your recovery." Klaus smiled, before placing a kiss directly onto my lips. I was startled for a moment, but then got into the rhythm of Klaus's lips against my own.

He leaned in, and soon we were embarked in a full out make-out session. Klaus's hands wandered my sides, and I couldn't help myself as I pulled Klaus's t-shirt over his head. My hands traveled the length of his washboard abs, and I could feel the passion between us slowly rising to a peak.

"Sweetheart, we need to calm down. I don't think your body can take such strenuous activity until you're completely healed." Klaus pulled away, and I couldn't help but pout. I wanted to continue our little moment of bliss, but Klaus was adamant on letting me rest.

"Fine. But can we at least cuddle? I'm freezing." I complained, and Klaus laughed. Maneuvering himself around to my left side, Klaus pulled the covers over himself and tucked me in underneath the heavy down comforter. I wondered why my skin felt bare, and that's when I noticed what I was wearing. Someone had put me into a fancy nightgown, made from soft navy silk and embroidered lace.

"Why am I wearing something that looks like it came straight from a Victoria's Secret catalogue?" I asked Klaus, who chuckled mischievously.

"I found it amongst your pajamas in your wardrobe. It still had the tags attached, so I thought that maybe you see how you like it. Don't worry, I destroyed the tacky clothing you were wearing before. Everything you have on is your own. You probably want to shower, but I will leave you to do that on your own accord." Klaus informed me, and gave me his famous smirk.

"Who dressed me?" I asked him, my eyebrows cocked in suspicion.

"That would be my doing. Not to be crude, love, but it's nothing that I haven't seen before." Klaus gave me a small smile, and I looked at him in surprise.

"Whatever. Just hold me." I sighed, and Klaus wrapped his arms around me. Snuggling deep into Klaus's torso, I inhaled his scent, letting it comfort me from all the stress that had occurred to me in the past few days. I just wanted to forget, even if just for a moment.

"How's my mom? You know, handling things?" I asked, and Klaus looked at me with a smile.

"She's been driving herself mad with worry. It's probably a good idea to go speak to her after we're done here." Klaus replied, before kissing the side of my neck. The scruff on his neck tickled my skin, and made me laugh uncontrollably. These were the moments that made me love having a boyfriend.

"Caroline?" My mother's voice rang through the hall outside the master bedroom, and I automatically panicked. She would freak if she saw Klaus and I in such a compromising position.

"Get up! And put your shirt back on." I chastised Klaus, who gave me a cheeky grin before popping out from under the covers. He threw his shirt on over his head just as my mother entered the room, and she gave us both a parched look before she came and gave me a hug.

"Oh Care, I was so worried about you. I'm so glad that Klaus brought you home safe and sound." My mom was squeezing me so tight I thought my eyes might pop out.

"Mom, I'm fine. Klaus got me out in time, and he's going to make Marcel and Tyler suffer for what they did to me. Right?" I asked Klaus, who nodded stiffly. He was still pissed by the look of it, so I decided to change the subject.

"Has there been any security detail put on the cottage where Haley is staying? Marcel and his goons know about the twins. They need to be under constant protection, because Marcel could strike at any moment. Even if Haley has been a total bitch to me, that doesn't mean that she deserves to be alone."

"We have assigned around the clock patrol to guard the cottage. Haley has Georgiana and a whole personal staff catering to her every need. If there was ever an attack on Haley and the twins, I guarantee that there are people waiting to help her. If the cottage is destroyed or damaged, I have arranged for a safe house to be open at our disposal. You, and your mother, would be rushed there as well if there were ever an attack here." Klaus confirmed the plan for Haley's safety. I was little pissed at the end, when he mentioned I wouldn't be allowed to fight, but right now I was too tired to argue.

"Well, I will leave you two to resume whatever you were doing previously. I love you, sweetie." My mom kissed my matted, dirty hair. She gave Klaus a curt nod before leaving the room. As she shut the door, I couldn't contain my laughter as the handle clicked.

"We were so busted." I laughed.

"That seems to be so." Klaus agreed, and the conversation went silent again.

"Hey, I have something to tell you. About the twins." That surely caught Klaus's attention. His face was alert as he awaited me to speak.

"What is it, love? What did you learn from Tyler and Marcellus about my offspring. I'm sure that it was a hot topic of conversation amongst the bastards." Klaus huffed.

"I actually got my intel from someone a little younger, and female. Sound familiar?" I knew Klaus would get who I was referring to. It only took him a few minutes to put the pieces together.

"Ah. Davina Claire, Marcellus's teen witch. She helped you?" Klaus asked me in surprise, and I nodded eagerly.

"When I made that call to you from Tyler's phone, she spoke to me right after. She told me that the twins were not dangerous to the world, but are going to help it in extraordinary ways. Her visions show their blood curing cancer, something regular vampire blood cannot do. Klaus, they're going to be saviors. That little boy and girl are going to help people in ways we cannot even imagine." I couldn't help but smile like an idiot as I retold Klaus what Davina had told me. But a look of doubt clouded his face.

"Caroline, we cannot simply trust this girl. I understand that you are enthralled with the possibility of helping humans, but this girl works for Marcellus. She isn't trustworthy."

"Did you get my note with my daylight ring, that informed you of Tyler biting me?" I asked Klaus accusingly.

"Of course, love. Otherwise you would be dead by now."

"Davina sent that for me. She enchanted this bangle so that we can communicate telepathically. She wanted to help me, Klaus. Her intentions were sincere, and she is trustworthy. Davina is a few years younger than myself. She doesn't like Marcel; she's being controlled by him. She needs our help." I pleaded, and Klaus shook his head. He was still looking at the bangle that I had mentioned earlier, which was sitting on my wrist.

"A boy and girl? The twins, I mean." Klaus asked me, his eyes diverted to the floor.

"Yep. I guess we better start designing nurseries and coming up with names." I tried to lighten the mood, and succeeded in doing so. The comment made Klaus crack a smile.

"You have always had a knack of planning things, Caroline. I think that this could be a wonderful project for you to have to occupy your mind. Are you up to the challenge?" Klaus asked me, and I nodded.

"I might go speak to Haley, get her input. As much as the thought disturbs me, the twins are hers too. She should have a choice in the designs, and definitely names." I spoke, and Klaus arched his eyebrow in disbelief at my statement.

"You know, sometimes I wish it was you, Caroline."

"Wish it was me what?" I asked, a bit confused on what Klaus meant.

"If I had a choice on who I had children with, that wasn't a stupid, irresponsible mistake of a drunken one night stand, I would've chosen you. I wish that you were carrying the twins. I see a future with you, love. I want a fairytale, as maudlin as it sounds. Caroline, you would make an incredible mother." I was a bit at a loss for words when Klaus finished his sentiment. It was beautiful and heartfelt, and to be completely honest, I agreed with every detail he had spoken.

"I wish it were me too." I smiled, and Klaus smiled back before kissing me on the cheek.

"You should probably go shower. I can imagine how grimy you feel." Klaus said, getting up from beside me on the bed. He went to the dresser, and picked up two large, fluffy towels that were a light cream. I hadn't even noticed them sitting there before.

"Your toiletries are in the master bath. I'm standing right outside this door until you get back, and then I will escort you to your room. I'm not taking anymore chances." Klaus announced, and I gave him a crossed look before laughing quietly. His constant, overprotective demeanor was finally growing on me.

"Can you help me up, at least?" I asked Klaus, who willingly stepped over to assist me with my still weak limbs. I was still a little shaky, but mostly I was just tired. Klaus helped me over to the bathroom door, before handing me the two towels he had been holding earlier.

"I'll be out in a minute." I smiled, and Klaus nodded.

Opening the bathroom door, I closed it behind myself. I placed the towels on the countertops, and looked where my toiletries were sitting in the shelves of the walk in rain shower, just like Klaus had said they would be. Locking the door, I stripped down and stepped onto the cool brown tile of the shower. The shower head was controlled by a waterproof touch screen, so I went to select my preferences. After a few clicks, the piping hot water began to pour down like a waterfall, and I submerged myself.

The first thing I did was wash my hair. My beautiful blonde curls were knotted and dirty, and also sticky for some reason. It took me almost fifteen minute to work through the thickness, pulling out knots and brushing through tangles with my fingers. After a manageable de-tanglement, I shampooed and conditioned my hair, making sure to pay attention to my pitiful dead ends.

I had never wanted to use as much body wash as I did at that moment. Suds were going everywhere as I scrubbed myself raw from the dirt and grease that accumulated on my skin. Eventually, the entire bathroom smelled like lavender, and I began to relax a little bit. After thoroughly removing the grime from my sin, I shaved my legs. I didn't need to do it, but I wanted to be squeaky clean.

After a stint of being in the shower for over thirty minutes, I finally took one last rinse off before shutting off the water and getting out. Automatically, I wrapped the plush towers around myself and my dripping wet hair. After removing the excess dripping water from my skin, I left my hair tucked into a tight turban. I looked around for a robe, and finally located Klaus's. Putting it on, I unlocked the door and headed by into the master bedroom.

"Are you feeling any better, love?" Klaus asked me as I entered the room.

"Trust me, I feel so much better than I have in a long time."

"Let's go get you some suitable clothes." Klaus responded, and waited patiently as I went before him into the hallway. We made it to my bedroom door, and Klaus turned to leave. But before he did, he said one thing.

"I love you, Caroline." Klaus said, kissing my forehead gently.

"I love you too." I responded, and I couldn't even describe the smile that erupted onto Klaus's face. The truth had finally come out, and I wasn't the least bit scared to admit it.

"Meet me in the den when you're done. I think something lowkey is what you need right now." Klaus closed our conversation by heading down the large staircase at the end of the hall, a gleaming smile still on his face.

I headed back into my room. The familiar sight was comforting on so many levels, and I could not even wait to get dressed in something quality made. Opening up the draws and latches on my armoire, I began to search for something to wear. After shifting through a couple of things, I found something I wanted. Laying it out on the bed, I got dressed.

What I chose was simple and comfortable. For a shirt, I put on a chiffon tank top colored a light tan, designed by some brand called Alice+Olivia. I chose a pair of gray jeans and a light cream linen midi jacket. I went with a pair of sparkly sandals, whose pavestones matched the color of my tank top. The outfit consisted of all neutrals, but was refreshing.

Leaving my wet hair as it was, I headed downstairs to meet Klaus. I was also craving human food, especially chocolate. A Snickers bar would've been great right about now.

"You look great, love." Klaus greeted me at the end of the stairwell. I could smell popcorn, and he noticed my sudden enticement at the scent of food. He led me into the den, where a whole movie style buffet was set up, including my craved Snickers bar. There was a whole array of candy and popcorn, even a box of pizza on the coffee table.

"What is this?" I asked Klaus, who smiled.

"You and I have never had a normal, human style date. And I know that this is something that a normal teenage girl would get to experience, so this is my gift to you. There is a selection of movies that your mother said that you enjoy, and many of them I've never seen. So, take your pick." Klaus motioned to the stack of at least eight DVD's that sat on the coffee table. Giddily, I went to make my selection.

I sorted through the pile, and laughed at some my favorite chick flicks. There was Titanic, which was way too depressing for this moment. I saw that my mother had also told Klaus about my addiction to the movie 27 Dresses, but I wasn't feeling that either. There were also movies such as Steel Magnolias, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, and The Devil Wears Prada. But my final choice was made on the last movie in the stack.

"This one. Right here. Best movie ever!" I threw the case up into the air, and headed to the DVD player. Klaus made himself comfortable on the couch as I inserted the DVD into the tray, and pressed play. Making my way back over to the couch, I curled up next to Klaus. He wrapped his arm around me, and the movie began.

Mean Girls here we come.

A/N:

I hope you liked this chapter. But seriously, can you image the almighty Original Hybrid Niklaus Mikaelson watching Mean Girls? I couldn't help myself with the choice of chick flicks. Updating soon!

~Erin