A Kiss for A Kill Chapter 5, a vampire diaries fanfic

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I'm deeply sorry for making you all wait for the very last chapter. Unfortunately, Life got in the way and I couldn't ignore my priorities. Reality is a bitch sometimes, ain't it?

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"Oh god, don't stop." Caroline closed her eyes and grinned from ear to ear as she fell back on the pillows on the bed.

Klaus chuckled. "Honestly, love, haven't you ever gotten a foot massage before."

"Uh, yeah but never one this good," she giggled. "Who taught you?"

He kissed the insole of her foot and then looked at her devilishly. "I have friends," he answered her simply.

She laughed at his reply but still smiled at him warmly, which then turned into a teasing one. "Friends? Really?"

Klaus feigned hurt and annoyance with a scowl but then laid his naked body over hers. "We were friends once, weren't we?" He took one of her hands and began kissing and sucking on her fingers.

Caroline watched him through lustful eyes and really considered his question. Were we ever friends? The longer she thought about the more she was sure of her answer. Her breath stuttered as he continued to nibble and kiss her fingers but she managed to get her words out. "We were never friends, Klaus."

He stopped kissing her abruptly and then looked at her. He agreed with her, even if he had once suggested them to be friends he knew it was only a lie. Friendship for them was an impossibility; the way he felt about her hadn't change even when he left. "Truth be told, I never desired to be your friend." He slid his hand down the side of her body and then back up again possessively, the motion of the caress made her instinctually bend her knee to his hip. He curled his hand under her thigh and held it to him.

He started to plant slow, lazy kisses on her neck as she held his head to her lovingly. "Really?" she asked teasingly, "because I can be a really good friend."

"Shut up, Caroline." He claimed her mouth, growling at the feel of her lips moving with his.

The heat between them rose quickly as they breathed each other in. She felt him slide his hand between her legs and then slowly pushed himself into her, filling her slowly, so slowly she moaned deeply in the back of throat.

After waking up in the garden early that morning, they had made love once, twice, five times since then.

He was insatiable.

She never stood a chance.

"Again?" she asked, already on the brink of falling over the edge.

He moved in and out of her slowly and watched her fall apart underneath him. "There will never be an end, Caroline."

After taking a shower, Caroline tiptoed into the closet and threw on a casual outfit of jeans and light pink tank top. When she reemerged she smiled because Klaus still remained on the bed. Asleep. She padded over and sat down gently next to him.

Leaning down she pressed a kiss to his slightly parted ones and he stirred.

"Hey, I'm about to head out to—"

In a flash, Klaus grabbed and tucked her into his side. Wrapping his arm around her he nuzzled his nose in her hair. "You're not going anywhere, love."

Caroline laughed. "You can't keep me on this bed forever, Klaus."

"Oh yes, I can," he spoke with his eyes shut, still semi-sleepy."

But Caroline's smile faded as she was reminded of reality. "Not forever."

Klaus opened his eyes to her sad tone. "Sweetheart," he said, putting his hand under her chin to make her look at him, "You're sure you want Forever?"

"Yes." She looked at him, blue meeting blue. It was the most important decision of her life and she was well aware of it.

"Good," he sighed, relieved with her answer. "I'll turn you, love. Even if you hadn't asked, I honestly think I would have asked you at some point."

"You're so selfish," she said amusedly.

"Yes, love. I am."

She shook her head but grinned. "Sooo, tonight then?"

"We can do it now." He smirked as he trailed a finger down the side of her neck.

Caroline frowned. "No, I need to go talk to my mom first. She's out of town recruiting people to form a new trustworthy Council," she explained while rolling her eyes. "So we'll have to wait at least another week." She started to sit up, and then her brow creased, "When I'm a vampire again, will I be leaving Mystic Falls?"

Klaus sat up and kissed her lips softly, "I would love nothing more than to show you the world, Caroline. I want you at my side wherever I am." He kissed her again but a little more deeply. "But, if you wish to stay here then okay. As long as you're mine, then okay. We'll leave whenever you're ready." He gave her a small smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She looked into his eyes and was overwhelmed by what she saw. He loved her. Truly loved her and he was willing to wait until she was ready to leave her hometown. Never in her life had someone professed their feelings to her so strongly and then put her needs first. She sat up on her knees and straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck and whispered, "I love you."

He thumbed away a tear that lingered on her cheek. "Only tears of joy, sweetheart. I love you too."

She nodded and smiled softly. "Okay," she said while taking a deep breath, "Well, I'm going to meet Matt at the Grill. He texted me earlier."

"I'll go with you."

"No," she shook her head and quietly laughed because she caught onto the jealousy in his voice, "not yet at least. I'm going to tell him about us but it'll just be better if it was just me and him. Okay? And then sometime this week I'll have to tell the rest of my friends. Bonnie, Elena, and I guess Damon, but I really think it would just be better if I told them by myself."

"Very well." Klaus scowled. He wasn't comfortable with letting her out of his sight. The town of Mystic Falls was already supernaturally dangerous and she was so fragile. No one knew the whereabouts of Silas or if he would indeed return. But he knew Caroline. He needed to trust her to go out on her own. "Please be careful."

Caroline bit back her smirk at his obvious worry. "I will, I promise."

"Text me, when you get there," he demanded.

She rolled her eyes. "Okay," she giggled.

Klaus shook her shoulders roughly. "I'm serious, Caroline!"

At his aggression she hit his chest. "Hey! Stop that! I said okay, okay? Yesterday you bit my lip and now you're shaking me like a ragdoll. That kind of flirting sucks. You can't get upset every time you remember I'm human."

It was his turn to roll his eyes even though he knew she was right.

"I'll be back later," she said while getting off the bed.

She journeyed to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed a cooler; she opened it and saw that it was filled with bloodbags. When she turned, Klaus was standing by the entryway watching her tenderly.

"Bloodbags?" she asked, still wondering when he left to go get them.

"Well I remember them to be your preference, although I don't understand why." He grimaced.

Caroline mimicked his expression but for an entirely different motive. "There's a reason but I'll tell you another time," she promised.

Klaus' curiosity was peaked and he was reminded how fast they were moving. That didn't scare him though. After all, they would have the rest of time to continue getting to know each other. "Good," he answered, "because I want to know everything about you, love."

She gave him a small smile. "Me too." She went to walk past him but he gently grasped her elbow.

"Hey," he said in a tone she had never heard before. He stared down at her with the most honest eyes she had ever seen. "Thank you…for taking a chance on me."

Caroline's heart melted but she just shrugged her shoulders and smirked. "You're the one who is taking the chance."

They both laughed at her little comment and as she shut the door behind her, Caroline realized that her human self and her vampire self weren't so different after all.

Klaus had retreated to his room and smiled at the thought that it wasn't just his anymore. My Caroline.

The beautiful blonde human remained in his thoughts long after she had left so he took a rather cold shower. Even so, he still got dressed feeling frustrated. Bloody hell. What she does to me.

As he climbed into his SUV his phone vibrated in his pocket. When he saw the message he was relieved and annoyed at the same time.

Caroline:

I made it to the Grill, Mr. Overprotective.

1:03pm

Before he could reply he got another text message.

Stefan:

We need to talk about Caroline.

1:04pm

The text made him scowl but he drove in the direction of the Salvatore's nonetheless.

"Matt!" Caroline nearly shouted as she entered the Grill. She was honestly excited to meet up with him because, with the exception of having classes together, they hadn't hung out one-on-one since the night she became human again.

"Hey Care," the blonde quarterback returned her smile. He threw down a washrag and then hugged her tightly. "My shift just ended," he began, "Where were you today? I know we'll be graduating in less than a month but really, Care? I thought you said you wouldn't be skipping anymore." He smiled at her shocked expression.

Caroline honestly had forgotten that it was Monday. She had been so caught up with Klaus she actually forgot about school. He's already a bad influence on me. The thought made her inwardly laugh but then she frowned because poor Matt had been so excited that she was human again. She would never forget the night he cried as he hugged her, thanking God that she was normal again and that he had someone who could relate to him again. As the memory of that night came flooding through, her heart broke.

"It doesn't matter," Matt spoke again, unaware of the turmoil going on in her mind, "I have a surprise for you."

She shook her head hard in an effort to focus on what her friend was saying. "Oh yeah? What?"

Matt pointed in the direction of a booth. "He said being in public is the safest way to see you."

She looked in the direction he was pointing and just when she thought how emotional her day was going to be, her eyes made contact with none other than her current ex-boyfriend.

She moved towards the booth as if in a trance. "Tyler."

"She wasn't supposed to get the Cure but she got it."

"Make your point, Stefan." The moment he walked into the boarding house and saw the brooding Salvatore, he knew he wasn't going to enjoy the conversation.

"My point is that I know you plan on turning her but I think she should remain human, at least until she really knows what she wants."

"She knows what she wants."

"She thinks she knows what she wants."

Klaus growled and walked up to Stefan. "Caroline is an only child but I can see the brotherly affection you have for her, but I will remind you Stefan, that what she does with her life is not your choice."

"Let me remind you that it isn't yours either. Do you love her?"

Klaus was taken back by Stefan's blunt approach about the feelings he had her for Caroline and suddenly he felt like he was being interrogated by a protective brother. "Yes, Stefan, I love her," he answered him seriously.

Stefan believed Klaus and he also believed that Caroline returned the hybrid's feelings but he still wasn't done. "So then have you considered the risk of a sire bond forming?"

The answer was No. He hadn't. For him, he never had an issue with a sire bond. In fact he almost yearned for it because it meant a person couldn't leave him. A sire bond meant security, strength, worship, and most of all it diminished his reality of loneliness. But not once had he ever experienced a sire bond with someone that he was truly and undeniably in love with.

"My brother still questions Elena's feelings for him," Stefan explained, "and I know that Elena is just as insecure even if she doesn't show it." He crossed his arms and looked at the hybrid in front of him, "Do you really think I want that for Caroline? Do you want that for her?"

"Tyler," Caroline said again as he hugged her tightly. She was in shock. It had been at least six months since she last saw him.

"Caroline, you have no idea how much I've missed you; I would have come sooner but I had to make sure it was safe. Last I checked, Klaus is in New Orleans," Tyler explained as he pressed his face into her hair.

His embrace was warm and it brought back every emotion, all the love, she had for him when they were together. Mystic Falls was her home but Tyler smelled like it.

In a daze, she scooted into the booth while Matt took a seat across from them.

"So tell us where've you been?" Matt started, his face bright and happy, and truly curious about his friend.

Tyler slinked his arm over Caroline's shoulders without looking at her and began talking to Matt.

Caroline couldn't focus. Once in a while she heard things about Florida, New Mexico, California, Canada, and even Australia. She vaguely heard things about Packs and Covens but she was finally pulled into the conversation when Tyler asked her about his house.

"I'm surprised you and Matt haven't killed each other since I basically made you two roommates," he joked.

"Actually, I've had the house to myself," Matt answered, still laughing at something else Tyler said earlier.

"What does he mean?" Tyler asked more seriously.

Okay. Just breathe. If you stay calm then he should remain calm. "A lot has happened since you left, Ty."

Klaus tilted the glass to his mouth as he and Stefan sat in silence. The more he thought about a sire bond forming, the more he despised it. He refused to be that way with her. He loved her as she was; free.

The thought of Caroline being bound to him in such a way made him angry. He reflected over all the times he had been scolded by her for taking advantage of other's freewill and, while he remembered every word and opinion she shot at him, he finally understood her anger and frustration towards a sire bond.

He glanced at Stefan who had moved toward a window. He knew his old friend was right. He should wait. He should let Caroline remain human until she completely understood the weight of her decision.

In the end he was selfish. Klaus scoffed at himself. He knew he would be lying to himself if he said he wanted Caroline to remain human longer. He was taking advantage of her, of her youth. He had centuries on her and she had yet to step out of her own hometown.

She had choices. A whole world out there waiting for her, but the thought of her seeing it without him made his heart clench.

He was greedy with her.

In only just two days he had charmed her into speaking her mind. He had no doubt that she did love him as he loved her but he also knew that they could have moved slower. He could have kept his distance and waited longer but alas he decided against it.

They still didn't know each other as deeply as he wanted them to but he settled with getting to know her along the way, wherever they went. So when she realizes how naïve she was to make her decision so hastily, we'll still have an eternity to work it out. He knew that day would come, in a year or perhaps even a century she would realize that he took advantage of her young heart because he was simply selfish. But she will still love me. Of that he was certain and it was the sole reason why he wouldn't walk away from her. The wolf in him chose her and so she would be his to love and protect.

Yes, he would still ensure that his Caroline be turned back into a vampire but he would give her a choice.

"It will be her choice," he announced, voicing his decision. "If she would rather not risk a sire bond forming, you can be the one to turn her."

"Tyler, please say something," Caroline pleaded.

At the mention of Klaus' return, Matt excused himself from the table sensing that it was a private conversation.

In truth, Caroline wished he had stayed because now she just felt suffocated, cornered in the booth while Tyler glared at her.

"What do you want me to say?" he bit out.

"Tyler—"

"Do you even hear what you're saying? You can't be in love with him, Caroline!" He glanced around quickly, agitated that he had to fight to keep his voice down. "Have you forgotten everything he's done to me, to you, to our friends? How can you sit there and tell me you love him? You must be, must be, god Caroline—he compelled you!"

"No he didn't," she assured him as she tried to hold back her tears. She was actually watching his heart break and it was the most unbearable sight.

"How do you know?"

"Because he would never do that to me!" she huffed out.

"Right, like he would never bite you either." As the words came out, Caroline watched Tyler's eyes go wide. "You want him to bite you, you want to go back to being a vampire."

It wasn't a lie. "Yes, Tyler, I do."

"Caroline," he said, his voice suddenly tender, "I'll turn you. I'm sorry," he said while cupping her face, "I didn't realize you were just using him because you want to turn back. I'll turn you." He leaned in with the intention of kissing her but she pushed on his chest.

"Tyler no. I love him."

Instantly, his face contorted in anger again. "You can't love him, Caroline! He ruined my life! I'm on the run because of him!"

"Lower your voice," she pleaded, "He'll leave you alone now. I promise."

"Why? Because he has you? Caroline, no."

"Tyler—"

"Caroline, no!" He clenched his jaw and ran a hand through his hair trying to calm himself. "Look at me. You love me. I know you do. If you let him turn you then he will have a sire bond over you. Don't you get it? That's what he wants. He doesn't know how to love. He only knows how to control."

"You're wrong," she said brokenly. She could feel the tears about to spill over.

"Caroline, the sire bond—"

"I'm willing to take that chance, Tyler!"

"He doesn't love—"

"No, you're wrong. He can love. He loves me and," she took a breath knowing that what she was about to say was her darkest secret but she knew she needed to say it so he would believe her, "I love him. I've had feelings for him,…I've loved him for a long time now…even when we were together. This isn't something new I discovered. I'm sorry Tyler."

She watched Tyler as his mouth parted, shocked by her confession. She watched him go still and then his brow furrowed, his teeth clenched, then his eyes watered, a defeated breath slipped from his lips. His face contorted into one of pain and then before she could say anything more, he was gone.

Tyler had left her and she didn't blame him.

"You okay?" Matt asked cautiously as he slowly approached her.

"No," she shook her head. She scooted out from the booth and looked at Matt once more before she turned and walked out of the Grill.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, just get to your car and get back to him. Everything's gonna be fine. Just get back—

...

The driver couldn't stop in time when Caroline stepped off the sidewalk to cross the street. It hit her body with a harsh punch, making her roll onto the hood and then tumble over the car completely. Her head hit the unforgiving concrete first. As she fought to keep her eyes open, the last thing she heard was the sound of Matt shouting her name as her world turned black.

Her heart was the first to go but a familiar voice in her head remained.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"I'll let you in on a little secret. There's a whole world out there waiting for you. Great cities, and art, and music. Genuine beauty. You could have a thousand more birthdays, all you have to do is ask."

"I don't want to die."

"I fancy you, is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes."

"Why? You're, you're beautiful. You're strong, you're full of light. I enjoy you."

"So what did you want to show me?"

"One of my passions."

"Oh come on. Take a chance, Caroline. Talk to me. Come on, get to know me. I dare you."

"Fine. So what did you want to talk about?"

"I wanna talk about you. Your hopes, your dreams. Everything you want in life."

"Just to be clear, I'm too smart to be seduced by you."

"Well that's why I like you."

"Come on. One dance. I won't bite….. You mark my words. Small-town boy. Small-town life. It won't be enough for you."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's me. You're safe."

"Thank you."

"You're going to be fine, Caroline."

"No, it's not me that I'm worried about."

"There's no point. I'm a lost cause. But you're strong, and you have a beautiful future ahead of you."

"That's none of your business, actually."

"Yes. Well, just know that if Tyler was still sired to me, he never would have hurt you. I wouldn't have let him."

"And how am I doing?"

"You're,…perfect. Which is so beyond annoying I can't even look at you."

"And I thought, what a thing, you know, to have to work that hard every day, just to stay alive, to be constantly on the verge of death, and how satisfying every day must be that it survived."

"Is my work really that literal?"

"I'm serious. There's something,…lonely about it."

"I'm going to take that as a compliment."

"If we're going to be nice to each other, I'm going to need that glass of champagne."

"Is that our thing?"

"It's because you're hurt… Which means there's a part of you that is human."

"How could you possibly think that?"

"Because I've seen it… I know you're in love with me, and anybody capable of love is capable of being saved."

"It doesn't matter. There's only one, so it's not like I'm going to get it anyway."

"We're the same, Caroline."

"Then show me."

"It was all for you, Caroline."

"It's because it's not true. There is no allure to darkness."

"Really? So you've never felt the attraction that comes when someone who is capable of doing terrible things for some reason cares only for you?"

"You brought me back, Caroline… thank you."

"Yeah, well, if you need anything else…"

"Friends, then?"

"I have missed you, Caroline. You consume my every waking thought. And every night, every single night, Caroline, you're in my dreams."

"Please let me go."

"Is that what you really want?"

"No."

"A tattoo, love."

"I got it a few weeks ago. I wanted something that would last forever."

"And your reason for choosing a bird?"

"Freedom."

"Free creatures such as birds shouldn't have to fly alone."

"Klaus, don't leave me."

"You're mine, Caroline. Only mine."

"I want your love! Are you so stubborn and selfish that you would deny you true feelings for the sake of appearances? I'm not going to turn you if you intend to someday spend your life with another. So yes- an ultimatum, love. You can call it that if you wish but I want you willing, and we both know that you are. We both know that you want me as I want you."

"It's like you're the only who sees the real me. You always have, Klaus. You give me whiplash. I don't care what you think. We hardly know each other but we understand each other. You won't always enjoy me. I'm a lot to handle. You can ask my mom about that. Then again you can be difficult too. But, I think we'll be okay. Right?"

"Say it again."

"I love you."

"I want you under the stars."

"We were never friends, Klaus."

"Good. Because I never wanted to be your friend."

"I love you."

"Are you going to kill me?"

"All you have to do is ask."

"I don't want to die."

"Leave." Klaus clenched his hands into fists as the presence of Stefan in his bedroom made him angrier.

"I'm not leaving until she wakes up," Stefan said calmly.

Klaus abruptly stood up from the chair that was by his bed. His eyes pierced into Stefan's, raging at the Salvatore for only one reason. "Everything you said to me today was irrelevant."

"Wrong. I'd say you came to some realizations, wouldn't you agree?"

In a flash, Klaus wrapped his hand around Stefan's throat and slammed him against the wall, still holding him so that his boots barely touched the ground. "You gave Caroline your blood!" the hybrid growled out.

"So," Stefan replied in a strangled voice, "you should be thanking me."

"All that talk about giving her a choice…what of that?"

"You think I was really going to risk a sire bond happening to her?" Stefan wheezed as Klaus tightened his grip. "She deserves better than that."

A moment passed in which all Klaus did was glare at Stefan who was struggling for air.

"Admit it," he continued, "if Rebekah was in the same situation you would have done the same."

At that, Klaus released Stefan who fell to the floor and gasped for air.

"She's my family Klaus. You can't blame me for watching out for her."

The voice in her head slowly began to fade away as the minute senses of the world quickly rose to a clarity that she knew was inhuman.

Caroline could hear the water flowing from a distant creek, the flutter of a bird's wings and the crackle of the branch it leapt off of. She could hear the unnoticeable crunch of pavement as tires rolled over it and laughter from children in another neighborhood. She could smell the smoky burn of wood, the aroma of exposed brandy, the leather that was only associated with familiar brown eyes and a certain scent she couldn't place but knew only belonged to a pair of dark ocean blue orbs.

Slowly she opened her eyes and the rays of the sun setting sparkled as they danced across the silk comforter she was laying on top of. She felt the muscles in her face rise as she couldn't help but smile. I'm a vampire again.

She blinked again and peered down at the end of the bed and was relieved at who she saw. He's here. They both are.

"Welcome back, Caroline," Stefan smiled warmly at her.

She glanced at Klaus who wore an unreadable expression. "Hey," she replied, "what happened?"

"You got hit by a car," Stefan answered and then chuckled. "Again," he added as he remembered it was a car accident that injured her fatally the last time.

"Oh." She looked at Klaus again who remained sitting. His eyes bore into hers but she still couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Wait a minute," she gasped sitting up. Her voice rose in a panic. "How? How am I vampire again?"

For the first time since she woke up, Klaus tore his eyes away from her and glared at the vampire sitting next to him.

"It was me," Stefan confessed seriously. "Ever since you became human again I've been sneaking my blood in drinks we've been sharing. Just in case." His eyes held a sadness in them as he spoke his next words. "I didn't want to lose another person I care about."

Caroline's heart warmed. This was why she loved Stefan; he would always be family to her. She smiled at him but then she remembered something. "So all those times I begged you to turn me didn't matter. I could have jumped off a cliff and—"

She stopped speaking when Klaus abruptly broke off one of the arms of the chair he was sitting in. The look he gave her made her shiver.

"Listen," Stefan interrupted, "Matt was the one to call me and tell me what happened. I'm going to go and let him know you're okay, and I'll give your mother a call."

Caroline was still looking at Klaus, his gaze locking her in as she answered, "Okay."

A distant sound of a door opening and then closing told her that Stefan had left but she was still in a staring trance with Klaus.

"Are you going to say anything?" she asked meekly.

"You told me yesterday that you remembered the rules of being human. Don't talk to strangers and what was it? Oh yes, look both ways before you cross."

She frowned at his words. "I'm sorry."

"Bloody hell you're sorry. Caroline I could have lost you! Forever!" He picked up the chair and threw it across the room. The sound of the wood splintering made her flinch.

It wasn't exactly the welcome she was expecting from him. She was about to fire something back when she caught the pained look on his face. She had scared him. "I'm sorry," she said again as she scampered off the bed and then over to him. "I'm sorry," she repeated as she reached out to hold his face.

Klaus grasped her wrists and then scoffed. He gave her one last look before he strode out of the bedroom.

Caroline held her breath and then finally relaxed when she didn't hear him leave the mansion. When she heard the sound of a drink being poured she sighed and went into the bathroom.

However, when she looked in the mirror she had to suppress her scream. She was covered in blood that she could only assume was hers. Her shirt was soaked in red and the splotches on her jeans were only evidence of how bad her accident was. Her blonde hair was also stained and she could tell where her head had cracked. Everywhere. There was dried blood all over her: over her shoulder where her shirt had torn, within the creases of her knuckles, on her bottom lip. She looked at herself in horror. Oh my god.

In a frenzy she stripped herself in a desperate need to rid herself of the sight of them. She hurried into the large glass shower and turned the knob. Once the water hit her body she broke down in tears.

"No," she heard him say. She turned around in time to see Klaus step in and join her, his clothes already in a pile on the floor behind him. She looked up at him as he cupped her face and wiped away the tears and blood the shower was washing away. He had been crying. "Only tears of joy, remember?" he told her. Klaus didn't let her respond but instead brought his mouth down to hers, kissing her fiercely as she cried into his mouth. "No tears," he commanded again, "I love you." He pressed his lips to hers, willing her to feel everything he felt for her.

Caroline wrapped her arms around him and couldn't help her tears as she felt his body press against hers. She was so relieved in that moment. Relieved that she woke up, but more relieved that Klaus still loved her. Even though she was better at controlling them now, she still had doubts, so she wept.

"Stop," Klaus plead to her as he pressed kisses all over her face. "No more tears, my love." He continued to hold her face in between his large hands. "Look at me, Caroline." When she looked up at him, he spoke to her as if he meant his words to act as compulsion but in reality it was just his desperate need to make her understand. "It's over. You're safe. I love you."

"I love you," she said back to him and then kissed him hard. His words gave her strength and confidence that she deeply needed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I love you."

"I know, sweetheart." He moved them so that they stood directly under the spray, allowing the warm water to wash away any remaining stains. He ran his hands through her hair as their blues eyes blinked at each other through the constant water droplets.

For the first time as a vampire, Caroline roamed her hands over his body. She felt the unique texture of his skin under her fingertips, a smoothness that a human could never feel.

Klaus closed his eyes and groaned. "If you continue to touch me like that, Caroline, I won't be responsible for my actions," he said huskily. When he opened his eyes again he saw that she was smiling at him.

He smiled back her. A genuine smile because he was truly thankful that she was in his arms again. Seeing her lifeless body had been the worse terror he had ever come to know. His anger toward Stefan was really directed at himself. During his entire existence he had always been steps ahead of his enemies; he always had a second plan if needed. The moment Stefan confessed about sneaking Caroline blood he felt truly idiotic for not having thought of it first.

He picked her up and then flashed them to their bed. They panted in each other's mouths as they kissed each other like they hadn't touched each other in ages. Their hands roamed over wet hot skin that only grew hotter when Klaus laid his body over hers.

Caroline reveled in the feeling of his weight on her, how his scruff gently scratched the side of her face as he kissed and sucked on her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair as he nibbled on her ear. His scent was all around her, a mix of nature, shower, and something that was just completely Klaus. He was intoxicating.

He palmed her breasts and she immediately arched into his touch. "Please," she moaned, "I need you inside me."

Klaus smirked at her plead. This is what he needed from her because no matter how many times she said it, he still needed to hear her need for him. However, he also wanted to savor her, remember every delicious sound he could draw out of her. He listened to her sighs as his fingers ghosted over her legs. He loved how smooth her skin was. "You really are beautiful, Caroline."

She slipped her hands between their bodies, spreading her legs and then pulling him closer with her calves, but he caught her wrists before she could do anything more. "Klaus," she said his name and he didn't miss the frustration in her voice.

Their eyes connected and he could see the pure need in her eyes and it set a fire in his loins. He held her wrists above her head and crushed his lips to hers. He slanted his mouth over hers violently, wanting nothing more than to swallow every moan he drew out from her.

Caroline tried to keep up with him but the way he was kissing her made her feel like she was being branded. She gasped for air and he took the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth and groaned at the taste of her.

She thrust her hips upward, desperate for friction he wouldn't give her yet. "Klaus, please," she cried as she struggled against his hold.

He released her wrists only so that he could slide his hands down the sides of her body and then back up again. He peppered slow open-mouthed kisses on her breasts, her shoulders, her neck, on her stomach and Caroline grew dizzy at the feeling of his hot mouth.

As he grazed his fangs down on her stomach she caught him off guard and used her vampire strength and speed to push him back to sit on his heels, she quickly followed and guided his length into her, sighing at the sensation of him inside of her.

Klaus hissed at the feeling of her heat taking him in and he threw his head back, absolutely taken with the young woman he was now wrapping his arms around. He wanted to be annoyed that she had taking control but the feeling of her being completely his was too exquisite to ignore. They locked eyes and he saw everything they would ever have. He would cherish her and protect her with every fiber of his being to ensure that he would always be able to hold her in his arms, look into her eyes and feel her love.

Caroline bit her bottom lip as she began to move up and down but then Klaus pushed her back down again. For a moment he hovered over her and gazed down at her.

Her heart felt like it was going to explode with all the emotions she was feeling but even so, the most prevalent one she felt was joy. Still, the way he looked at her terrified her because in that moment she knew there was no turning back with him. She knew that with her body and her words she had given herself completely to him, Niklaus Mikaelson, most feared Original. Forever.

Klaus reached up and tenderly caressed the side of her face and then ran his thumb over her bottom lip, never breaking his gaze from hers. "You're thinking about it now, aren't you? You know that you're mine," he said to her.

"Yes," she whispered.

He could tell she was overwhelmed with the realization but he didn't want her to be afraid. "Caroline, do not fear me. I. love. you." When she smiled he smiled back at her.

"I know you do. I love you too."

At her words he finally moved within her, starting with a hard thrust that made her cry out. She wrapped her legs around him and held onto his shoulders to steady herself.

He set a pounding rhythm, finally being able to move within her without worrying about hurting her.

Truthfully, the way he held hers hips, her wrists, every time he touched her, was bruising but she quickly became addicted to the feeling of pleasure that came with the short bursts of pain he gave her.

He moved in her so that she felt every inch of his length and as he watched her clench her eyes and bite her lip, he only wanted to bury himself in her deeper.

In a passionate trance she touched him, gliding her fingers over the muscles of his chest, over into the valley between his shoulders blades, then further down to squeeze his backside and urge him on. "Don't stop," she moaned.

He lowered himself so that their chests were pressed against each other. "Open your mouth," he ordered huskily.

Already panting, she opened her mouth wider for him to which he plunged his tongue into her and began to taste and tease her relentlessly. Soon the movements of his tongue matched the rhythm of the lower half of his body.

The bed sounded in protest beneath them as he thrust into her harder. He could tell she was close by the way her body was tightening around him so he tilted her hips, knowing she only needed one more push.

Caroline came undone with a force that made her shudder uncontrollably. She writhed as he continued to ride out the hot waves of pleasure that washed over her body, making her tingle at his every touch. Still kissing her, he swallowed her scream as the intensity of her orgasm continued to shoot through her and with that he finally stiffened and found his own release.

After a moment, he moved to lay on his side but pulled her with him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as they both fought to catch their breaths.

"Wow." Caroline couldn't contain her grin.

Klaus chuckled as he stroked the hair away from her face.

As quick as the humor came, it left. "So what now," she asked.

"Now?"

"Yeah, I mean, what should we do now? Do you want me to go to New Orleans with you? You can be honest, you know. I graduate in less than a month so maybe we could wait a little longer 'til we leave. Are there any good colleges in Louisiana?"

He laughed again as he listened to her ramble. "Sweetheart," he said as he nuzzled into her neck, "there's no rush to make any decisions."

"I know but we should at least talk about it, right?" She combed her fingers through his hair, secretly loving how tight he was still holding her. "Do you even want to talk?"

"Yes."

When he didn't elaborate she pushed him away from her just enough so she could look at him. "Well, what do you want to talk about?"

He raised his eyebrows and then smirked at her, inwardly already laughing because he knew how she would react. "I want to talk about you—"

"Oh my god, don't say it," Caroline threw her head back laughing.

"—your hopes, your dreams. Everything you want in life."

Wanting to play along, she reached up and held his face. "Just to be clear—"

Caroline smiled against his lips.

**Alrighty well that wraps this fic up! I hope you all enjoyed it. Again, I'm sorry you all had to wait so long for the last chapter.

Anyway, this obviously can be continued. When the 'Originals' spinoff starts, I may start a sequel to this fic. Not sure yet. Just an idea. Thoughts?

Please, review if you have time! I know it's a stretch but it would be really cool if I reached 100 reviews. Pretty please?

And again, thanks for all of the encouragement I received during the writing of this fic. Deeply appreciated. :]