History Hides the Truth - Memories
Summary: TVD Rewrite surrounding Klaroline. Caroline has spent centuries away from her husband after helping her best friend escape him. After finding a new companion in Chicago, she solves his bloodlust problems with a little help and forms a new best friend. In the present Caroline comes to Mystic Falls, eager to assist her best friend find love.
I do not own The Vampire Diaries.
KLAUS
"Klaus?" I turned around to face her.
"There is one more thing I'd like you to do," she stated softly. I returned to my position before her, waiting for my wife to speak her request. "No questions please, just do as I ask." I stayed silent. "I want you to bite me and leave me in this hotel room until my time comes."
"No," I shook my head, "I can't do that Caroline." Tears began to form in my eyes, I tried hard to keep them down. "I know you don't want that."
"I do and if you truly love me, you'll do as I ask." I just nodded, trying to convey that I do love her. I slowly stepped closer to my wife, and leaned towards her neck.
CAROLINE
I braced myself for my death to begin once again. I could feel my husband's warm breath against the side of my neck as he leaned closer. I closed my eyes, trying to avoid any romantic thoughts from entering my mind as an arm snaked around my waist.
Soon enough I felt his sharp fangs scraping against my skin. I waited anxiously for them to pierce through but instead I felt his lips press on my neck and gave a lingering kiss.
"I can't comply sweetheart," he whispered. I could feel his breath rising along my neck to my ear. "And we both know you don't want it either." His voice sent shivers along my back, proving him to be correct about his words.
"I do," I sighed. "Please Klaus." I continued to beg. My eyes opened to find his staring deeply into my own. He shook my head.
"No," he pulled away from me for a moment although his gaze never left my features. "If this is truly what you want love, then explain to me why. Let me understand you."
I sighed, my eyes moving to the floor before returning to me.
"Because I'd rather be dead than be bound to you." Klaus stayed silent with his face displaying no emotion. "You're not the man I married. He may have had a dark side but he would never have let it take over him. You're driven by power and you'd stop at nothing to get what you want, even if it includes hurting the people who…who love you." Our gazed loitered on each other's before Klaus spoke.
"Do you? Do you still love me?" He asked softly, taking a step closer to me. "Because Caroline, I feel like I cannot stress the fact that I love you anymore. I've had centuries to gaze upon other women and no one can compare to your beauty, personality or your light." He extended a palm to stroke my cheek. I accepted the gesture, leaning into his touch. "I've spent centuries yearning for your company again. Forgive me for over stepping my boundaries in the past but you must understand my reasons for forcing you into my presence."
"I understand you Niklaus," I whispered, with my blue-green eyes delving deep into his own. "And…and I never stopped loving you." My whisper was almost silent, as I raised my own palm to his cheek. He opened his lips to speak but I cut him off. "Sometimes you make me think otherwise, but somehow…I'm always brought back to you."
"I'm sorry Caroline," he bowed his head a little. "For everything, for keeping the doppelgänger's purpose from you and forcing you into my company at the beginning of summer. I should've let you make your own decisions. I've just been in control for a while and I'd almos-" I placed my finger over his lips as he began to ramble.
"Shh Niklaus," I whispered taking another step closer so that I could feel his breath against my features. I noticed his gaze flickering between my eyes and my lips, just as mine was doing to his. Hesitantly we both leaned in together, allowing our lips to connect after centuries of being apart.
Immediately I felt his hands on my waist holding my figure against his body. I fingers began to be entwined in his hair while our lips moved in synchronisation with each other. He tasted exactly the same as before which showed me exactly how much I had missed this man. Nothing had seemed to change in this moment besides the position in time as Klaus' fingers seemed to reach the hem of my tank top, obviously not missing the large corsets I had to bare centuries ago. I closed my eyes, letting myself endure every second of this feeling as his fingers trailed up my torso.
My mind cascaded over previous memories that I had relived over and over again through the passing centuries. Moments like when we first met and the times we shared together during the stormy night followed by when he accompanied me home. The night when he made love to me for the first time after I became his wife.
England 1377
"So what did you want to show me?" I asked Klaus as our fingers were entwined. My bare feet pressed down each blade of grass that we stepped upon as I was led towards a part of the forest on the outskirts of the town, which I had never visited. A light smirk formed on his lips at my question. His eyes moved from the tall wooden surroundings to my happy features.
"I showed you my passion," he began. "And you asked about my inspiration, for the landscapes." I nodded, my eyes intently watching him as my ears picked up each syllable he spoke. "Your favourite, with the river, was based around here." My mind drifted to the painting he had crafted using only the inks provided at this time in history. It was quite exquisite to know that such a masterpiece was possible. I was quite impressed by the amount of detail he had applied to each tree which flew towards the sky, slightly curving over the running water that had be frozen in the movement. A variety of rocks and stones were scattered along the river's path, causing the water flow to divert around the obstacles. "I wanted to show you the exact spot." His lips curled softly, leading me closer.
Soon enough my eyes were set upon the scene I had learned to love. From the angle we stood at the moment the river didn't look exactly right but soon I found Klaus moving along the muddy water bank. I followed behind him, trying to avoid getting my feet too dirty.
"This was the spot I settled," he explained, waving his palm out before me as my eyes trailed along the view. "I hope my painting does it justice?" He asked with an arrogant expression on his features as he knew how talented he was.
"Just perfectly," I gave him the ego booster he hinted.
"Although now it does not seem so beautiful with you standing beside me," he smirked with his eyes gazing directly down to me. I felt my cheeks reddening at his compliment, my eyes glancing down to the hem of my long burgundy gown which gratefully hadn't been ruined by our trek. Without warning, I felt his lips capture my own in a strong possessive kiss. I returned it, like any other love struck human. "You see Lady Caroline Forbes, there is no one quite like yourself in the world. You have managed to retrieve me from darkness and I wish to be forever held by you from it. Would you do me the extraordinary honour of becoming my wife?"
My figure froze at the question but soon enough my lips curled and my head bobbed lightly.
"Yes," I breathed, before my nodding became more definite. "Yes Klaus, I'll marry you." I grinned.
As soon as my answer was given my lips were once again claimed by my fiancé's.
Southern Kentucky Present Day
As the proposal whirled around inside my thoughts, I repeated his little speech over and over again. One sentence stuck out like a sore thumb. You have managed to retrieve me from darkness and I wish to be forever held by you from it. In the present day he was definitely surrounded by darkness. If slaughtering innocents and daggering siblings wasn't darkness I would not wish to know what was. He wished to be pulled from it and yet now he shows no desire to leave the dark realm. My lips began to retract when I realised the man I was kissing. The man who tried to murder my best friend, who encouraged my other best friend into embracing his dark side and the man who is power-hungry, letting nothing stop him from claiming want he desires.
I placed both my hands on his bare chest pushing him away with a shake of my head.
"Love?" He asked, his voice full of worry. I knew better than to let his sweet words carry me back into his bed.
"No, we can't," I walked away from him but as I predicted his fingers found mine, clasping around them tightly. "Just go back to bed Klaus." I muttered, removing my hand from his strong grasp.
"What's wrong sweetheart? Please don't be like this," he pleaded but I wasn't having any of it.
"I said leave Klaus," I spat, my hand flying towards the door in a large gesture.
"What about the sweaty sheets?" I glanced down to my previous death bed where my suicidal thoughts had taken over.
"I'll make do," I mumbled, just wanting him out. I moved closer to the mattress, touching the sheets that were now soaked in sweat. I absentmindedly grimaced, wanting to keep my displeased thoughts to myself.
"No, you can sleep in my bed until morning," Klaus announced grabbing my wrist and pulling me out the room.
"I'm not sharing a bed with you."
"That was never my intention," he lied. It was clearly visible on his features that he wanted me to sleep beside him. "I'll sleep on the couch." He announced, gesturing with his free arm to the sofa in the corner of the shared space in our suite.
"Fine," I sighed accepting his offer. My resistant towards his offer faded as I walked behind him instead of being dragged like a naughty child.
Once we were inside the room, I noticed the similar décor to mine. There was a musky fragrance in the air which automatically made me think of Klaus. I knew this was going to be an interesting night.
"I'll be outside if you need anything," he announced his exit. "Goodnight love."
I didn't bother returning the greeting as I climbed into the warm bed and snuggled underneath the covers. My nose was filled with Klaus' stronger scent which sent my mind into a little frenzy.
There was no denying it, I wasn't over Klaus. The kiss, the fighting like an old married couple – which we were – and now my dead heart fluttering in my chest at his strong scent which had engulfed me. A part of me wanted to give in to him and let us return to the magical romance we had before. The suicidal thoughts still floated around, although I knew I could never bring myself to do it. I just don't want to be forever tied to the devil himself; but is that so bad when I love him intensely?
As I went to sleep, my mind was once again filled with many memories that transitioned smoothly together in my dreams. Each one of a reminder of why I walked down the aisle and married that monstrous man in the first place.
A/N Since my last update a few days ago I spent ages re-writing this section. I hope you like it! This originally was going to be together in chapter 10 but I thought I'd leave you with a little cliff hanger! I hope this chapter makes up for that! Thank you for your reviews, I look forward to reading your thoughts about this chapter!