Sorry for the fluff/angst.

Caroline stormed his office the door barely shutting to give them privacy before she was asking, "Will you just use your super vampire powers and un-compel me?" with the most adorable look on her face as his eyes darted to hers connecting and locking.

Klaus lifted his head his brows creased as his eyes displayed the dark mood he was usually in intensify, "No, it isn't safe!" He stood from his chair the legs scraping on the old wooden floor.

"Why?" she asked setting her hands on the edge of his desk across from him, " I want to know Klaus, I have the right to know," she reasoned knowing she was waring on his nerves from the tick he had, the twitch of his fingers as he tried to hold himself together.

"I know," he returned coming around the desk his eyes never leaving hers as he moved slipping into the space next to her, "Just as stubborn as ever," he complimented through his frustration.

Caroline smiled a little bit at that feeling safe, protected, even with a man she didn't know because he knew her and at times it was hard that the King of the Big Easy knew more about her than she did because of a fun night gone wrong.

Her head shifting to the side as their hands almost touched on the surface of the desk, "If you know me so well," she said shivering as he eyes flitted over her face making her blush as if it was his fingers touching her instead, "You know I won't give up."

He smiled warmly, "No, you won't," he murmured as the edge of his hand touched the edge of hers, "But I'll protect you from the truth for as long as I can," he promised his voice was grim though his eyes still held hope that one day he might be able to make her remember him.

His hand slid back before anything else making her whole body feel cold, "How well do you know me," she inquired nervously as her eyes flickered from where their hands had touched back to him holding his gaze.

Klaus turned his head clearing his throat as he rubbed his chin with his other hand, "Well enough," he replied noticing the way her eyes seemed to linger over him always making him wonder if maybe in fighting her compulsion she had found a way to remember him.

Every morning he woke he thought she might have figured it out by the way her eyes clung to him, the way she flirted at times or stood up to him in a way that set fire to his veins. In a way he could only believe his Caroline was somewhere deep inside clawing her way out.

But she wasn't ready he reminded himself cutting his inner monologue short as he leaned on the desk crossing his arms to keep from touching her directing his eyes away from her.

"Were we lovers," she asked him a question that had been plaguing her mind for months now after the first time she had caught him having a jealous fit in the back of his bar cursing Marcel's name for paying her just a little bit too much attention.

Klaus swallowed so hard his throat hurt before he bobbed his head sideways, "How is that relevant," he asked rubbing his neck in soothing circles as he tried not to short circuit in front of her.

Caroline grinned when he looked back at her, "Curiosity," she answered with a shrug of her shoulder Klaus shut his eyes caving, "I deserve at least some answers," she said her hand coming to his forearm.

Klaus exhaled a breath of anxiety feeling her thumb rubbing his bicep over the layers of clothing he had on and yet he still felt a heat wash over him, one only she could endeavor to create.

"Was I good," she asked pushing him with her questions even as her cheeks flooded his eyes telling her that he knew exactly how far that blush went from just one look as her stomach dropped at the feeling he created inside of her.

"Caroline," he almost groaned as he tried to walk away from her knowing it wasn't fair to answer that no matter how many times he thought about making her fall in love with him over again he had to respect her wishes.

"Don't say my name like that," she said tugging him back by his arm making him face her, "Like you know me when I don't know you. My body reacts to it, I'm not and I'm cold, I think about how your lips feel on my skin."

"And the strange part is I do know, I dream about it, all the time," she emphasized with her hands, "I know what it's like when you make me yours, the way your hands grip my hips or push my back into you just that much deeper."

"More than that though," she reasoned unsure when she had started pacing beside him during her rant until her eyes locked with is again, "I feel safe, loved by you," she whispered as she pushed back her hair.

Klaus looked like he was waging a war within himself as she spoke her words residing within him as he fought his inner battle while his hands came to rest on her shoulders pausing her rant he licked his lips with one swipe of his tongue.

She blew out a breath her body shaking as his lips parted, "Remember," he whispered his eyes dilating more so than when he looked at her usually she realized as flashes of memory formed around her.