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Her head rolled on his shoulder, as his right hand stroked her upper arm. "I wish we could stay like this forever." She confessed, letting her right hand reach for his left, and threaded her fingers through his.

He smiled, and lowered his head to gaze at their hands. "Naked and in bed?" He asked, and she laughed, tilting her head back to look at him.

"Is that all you ever think about?" She asked, her eyes sparkling.

He lowered his head to brush his lips over hers, and smiled. "When I think of you, yes," He answered, pulling back to watch her blush.

She sighed in contentment. "That makes two of us," She admitted, softly, as his eyes gleamed.

"Really?" He asked, teasingly.

She nodded, and snuggled closer in Klaus' embrace. "What I meant before was I wish we could stay this happy and content forever." She revealed, feeling his hand tightened on her upper arm. "As of right now, we only have these moments of peace and yet the lingering…" She trailed off, feeling her heart tighten.

"Caroline," Klaus whispered her name, and squeezed her hand. "We will have these moments again." He promised, tracing the back of her hand with his thumb.

She lowered her eyes. Fear of what would happen if they failed, made her heart tug in her chest. She couldn't live without him. She knew that was the truth. It was stronger than truth.

He was her heart and soul. He owned her, as she owned him. It wasn't a spell that bound them. It was the love they had for each other.

"You're brooding again, love."

She nuzzled her head against his shoulder. "Not brooding, thinking," She corrected, feeling his head lean on her head.

"Thinking about what?" He asked, lowly.

She sighed, and moved her eyes to the daggers resting on the table. "How to get our moments and keep them," She answered, and he followed her eyes to the daggers.

"How are we going to find him?" He asked, more to himself.

Caroline moved to sit up in the bed, and let the sheet fall to her waist. "I think he'll find us, and then," She paused, lowering her eyes.

Klaus cupped her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "He has to be in the crypt, doesn't he?" He asked, and Caroline nodded.

"Yes," She whispered, touching his face with her right hand. "We have to fight him on our terms, and yet on his." She added, tears filling her eyes.

He swallowed, and searched her eyes. "I think I know where this is going." He remarked, lowering his hand from her face.

Caroline bit her bottom lip, and lowered her hand to his chest. "We have to die again."

~XXX~

"Are you sure this will work?" Kol asked, slipping off his shirt, and climbed in the bed with his wife.

Bonnie sighed, and rolled to her side to look at him. "Isis explained it to Caroline." She paused, lowering her eyes. "They have to kill each other again, in order to get Tyler to a weak time."

Kol frowned, and shook his head as he laid down. "Nik is not going to like this."

Bonnie nodded. "Caroline didn't like it."

"I don't like." Kol remarked, truthfully.

"I don't either." Bonnie confessed, as his hand touched her face.

"It's too risky." Kol whispered, lifting his brows.

"I know." Bonnie agreed, and moved towards him, and let him wrap his arms around her to hold her close.

~XXX~

"Absolutely not!" Klaus shouted, standing at the edge of the bed, not caring if anyone in the camp heard or that he was standing in the tent without a stitch of clothing on.

Caroline moved to sit up on her knees. "It has to be done, Klaus." She tried to reason.

"I will not kill you again, Caroline." He ground out, his eyes nearly flashing with anger.

She reached up to touch his face, but he jerked back. She dropped her hand, and sighed. "Believe me, Klaus; I don't want to kill you either." She confessed, lifting her eyes to his.

His jaw clenched, and he turned away from her. The pain from the past radiated through him, and he slowly turned to face her. He couldn't do it. No matter what the consequences were. He couldn't kill the woman he loved again. "Every time I close my eyes," He began, moving a step closer. "I see the pain in your eyes when I ran that bloody dagger into your heart. I feel your blood on my hands. I remember the cry of pain. I remember the pain in my heart at the thought of killing you." He explained, lifting his hands to his heart, face up, and then moved them around until the last sentence when he lowered them to his chest.

Caroline slid her knees forward until she was close enough, and grasped his hands. "I have the same memories, Klaus." She whispered, lowly. "It's not easy, I know, and it's going to kill me to kill you again." She continued, tears filling her eyes, and a few tears trailed down her face. "How can I when I just found you again?" She asked, watching tears fill his eyes.

He moved his hands to her face, and cupped her cheeks. "Exactly, love, I can't do it. There has to be a different avenue for us to take." He agreed, and her hands grasped his wrists.

"I have asked, and begged, but there is none." She choked out, feeling his thumbs wipe the tears from her face.

His face showed the pain she was feeling, and he was fighting to hold back the tears. "I can't do this, Caroline. I can't." He choked out in a low whisper.

She tried to smile, and knew the love they felt for each other was strong, and knew that no matter what, they could survive. The only dilemma they faced was stepping through the portal of Anubis once again, and hoped that Isis will guide them out.

She felt her chin quiver, and let out a sob. "I can't either. Oh, God, Klaus…" She cried, and collapsed in his arms, as he wrapped her in the security of his arms.

Together, they cried.

~The Next Day~

Bonnie moved the pestle in the bowl to ground up the rest of the ingredients she was mixing together.

She lifted her eyes to Caroline, who entered the tent with a sad expression on her face. Bonnie leaned back, and nodded. "You told him the whole story, didn't you?"

Caroline nodded, and sat down on the chair in front of Bonnie. "I did." She answered, simply.

"Judging by the redness of your eyes, you and Klaus hate it." Bonnie deduced, and Caroline turned her head.

"Would you like it if you had to kill Kol?" Caroline asked, her voice hard and yet full of emotion.

Bonnie sighed, and poured the contents from the bowl into two goblets on the table. "No, I wouldn't, but just because the goddess says you have to die again, doesn't necessarily mean that you have to stab each other." She began, causing Caroline to turn her head.

Caroline opened her mouth. "What are you talking about?" She asked, leaning forward.

Bonnie smiled, and lifted the goblets as she stood up. "There are other ways to 'die' but still remain alive." She answered, just as Klaus and Kol entered the tent.

Bonnie lifted the goblets as Klaus placed his hand on Caroline's shoulder. "Drink this, and you will defeat him and remain alive."

Caroline lifted her eyes to Klaus, who looked at her at the same time, before they both looked at Bonnie with confusion.

Bonnie bowed her head, and handed the goblets to them both. "I've mixed together a few herbs, which if properly measured can give the illusion of death." She explained, leaning back against the table behind her, as Kol came to stand beside her.

"But Isis said…" Caroline began, just as Bonnie shook her head.

"These herbs will put you both in death like sleep. They'll lower your respiratory functions, and your heart rate will slow to the point of death, but you will remain alive. It'll give you enough time, hopefully, to fight Tyler and kill him." Bonnie explained, smiling.

"How will this work if we supposed to kill each other?" Klaus asked, squeezing Caroline's shoulder.

Bonnie smiled, gently. "This potion eliminates that need. Don't worry; I'm confident this will work." She added, and in her mind she added that it had too.

~XXX~

They stood in the tomb, staring at the painting of their past selves when they heard the door close, and they whirled around to find the tanned, dark haired pharaoh of their pain.

"How ironic that I find you both in the place where I killed you so many years ago?" Tyler asked, taking a dagger out of the belt of his pants. "Like the new outfit, I thought I would dress the part of a modern man." He added, motioning to the jeans and button down shirt and boots.

Klaus wrapped his arm around Caroline, and held her close. "Clothes don't make the man, Tyler. I still see the sick young man who was once my friend." He remarked, glaring at the man.

Tyler frowned, and shifted his eyes to Caroline, smiling. "Ah, priestess, still as beautiful as the day you arrived at the palace to be my bride." He remarked, and Caroline's eyes flashed.

"I would never be your bride." She snapped, holding tightly to Klaus' side.

Tyler sneered, and stepped forward. "Not yet, but once the little job of fulfilling the curse is complete, not only will you be my bride, but you will love me and bear my son, my heir."

Caroline scowled, and felt Klaus stiffen. "I would rather die than be yours or even bear your child." She confirmed, glaring at Tyler.

Tyler shrugged, seeming not care. "We shall see." He returned, stepping even closer.

"Klaus…" Caroline whispered, lifting the goblet in her right hand to his lips, as he lifted the one in his left hand to hers.

Together they drank the potion, and as their bodies became limp, they heard Tyler scream.

Please be kind!

Somehow, I felt this chapter was rushed, but necessary in some cases, as I wrote this after writing two chapters for the new story coming up May 1. YAY!

I'm working also on wrapping up a few other stories, a gift from me to you all!

There are three chapters left in this story, and only two more to write! Maybe I'll have them finished in a few days... :)

Next Chapter: Don't Stop Fighting

Until Next Time...