NA Hey, I'm sorry for being MIA Finals are finally over and I just reseved some major inspiration so a wrote like crazy I'm update the next chapter tomorrow and I hope you like this one. Oh don't forget to review! Reviewing is the only way I know that anybody is reading so review!
Home
The rest of the night without Matt was uneventful. Amy finished her home work and got ready for bed cuddling up inside the soft sheets. As she drifted off she began to dream. She was back in Italy; walking within her father's old vineyard, as she walked along the rows of grapes she saw a long and lean figure approaching her. It was Klaus, he was wearing a white under dress shirt and black tights, (it was all the rage in Italy back then). Klaus smiled at her with an all too familiar proud smile, "I've been waiting for you!" He said with his arms wide open welcoming her to come in. Amy ran towards him with a grace that would put a gazelle to shame.
Once she reached him he folded her within his strong grip, so strong that it almost felt real. He continued to kiss her hair as he scooped her up in his arms and settle her to sit on a blanket soft and warm from the sun. Klaus continued to caress her, petting her hair and kissing her as often as he could. Amy missed this the most, the feeling of home and absolute safety that she had with Klaus…along with the burning passion, and loving touch that Klaus always seemed to send her whenever she was with him.
"I've missed you so much," Amy said, hugging Klaus' arm as she lay upon his lap. "Why can't we just stay here? I wish I never had to leave!"
Klaus's eyes became saddened, "I wish that too! Where have you been all this time anyway?" The last part of his question gave some humorous light back into his eyes. Expecting her to say something like heaven.
Amy smiled she knew she wouldn't lie to Klaus, and why would she? It's just a dream, "I've just moved to Mystic Falls…keeping an eye on your little henchman…Stefan was it? He's a real Ass if I do say so myself. He even threatened me. He must have been a great guy to become such a jerk without his emotions." Klaus's eyebrows rose to the very top of his forehead, "You should really visit, maybe we could hang out like this." Amy said snuggling into his oh so strong chest.
Klaus smiled and replied, "I would like that …a lot!" He then wrapped Amy up in his arms nuzzling his head against her own hair sighing as he was immersed within Amy's scent. Amy giggled a light little laugh enjoying every minute of their time together, loving every moment. This was the Klaus that she loved, the one that she still loves.
All too soon the warm Italian sun faded and she had to leave the dream, leaving Klaus in Italy lying on the soft and warm blanket. When Amy woke up she began to cry, "That was such a lovely dream," She said to herself with a sigh, "Oh why did I have to wake up?"She then laid back onto her bed with a big thud, trying to fall back asleep, the tears drying upon her cheeks.
Somewhere in Auburn Alabama in a high class hotel Klaus rose with a start, it had been years since the last time he had dreamed of Amelia, but this time it felt so real. How did she know about Stefan…and he threatened her! This thought brought a white hot fury upon Klaus; he wished that Stefan was there now so he could break his neck for even thinking that. What was it about her moving to Mystic Falls?
Maybe this was his subconscious telling him that he should pay it a visit. Maybe something's going on. Klaus got up called the air port, he really didn't feel like running the whole way so he was flying in. Right after he made his call he pick up the phone again and said, "Hello Stefan…I'm coming to Mystic Falls for a little visit. Don't tell Elena or Damon. I want it to be a surprise! Any way what have I missed?"
Stefan sighed and replied with an uncaring voice, "There's a Masquerade coming up…Everyone's going."
Klaus laughed bitterly at the irony, first he dreams of Amelia, and now there was a masquerade going on, he first saw her at a masquerade. "I'll be there! See you soon." Klaus then hung up and left to catch his flight.