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For the first time in a long time, I pretended I was sick not to go to work. I went with my mother to her appointment to the neurologist.

I was surprised by the query, it has been marked from one day to the other, but I found out that my mother's money had done some pressure by contacting the right people that caused her to be queried by the neurologist as soon as possible.

I sat for two hours in the living room, looking at the clock, looking at my phone, trying to forget why I'm there while my mother took blood analysis and had an MRI.

I got up to pee. When I returned, my mother had gone out of the query. I found her outside the hospital, smoking a cigarette. Since when my mom used to smoke?

I couldn't evaluate her expression, and I swear to God that I had to keep me strong not to burst into tears.

'What happened?' I asked.

My mother gave a deep sigh. 'The good news is that my tumor is actually a large cyst with two small tumors on it. It is positioned on the surface on the left side of my brain which makes that they can remove everything. Dr. Lewis thinks with almost certainty that the tumors are benign. He thinks it has been in there a long time and which were slowly growing and I need to get them out for obvious reasons. I'm going to do the surgery, which is scheduled for two weeks from now, and they will send the tumor for biopsy'.

As soon as she finished talking. I released the breath I didn't even know I was holding back.

'Good' I managed to say.

~o~

After the morning that I had, everything I wanted to do was get home and lie down. Put the blanket over my head and try to forget. When I finished showering, I was ready to go get something to eat, so I dressed and went to the kitchen. I was hoping find Rebekah so I could tell her about my mother's medical consultation, but Rebekah hadn't gotten home.

Determined to eat some ice cream, I opened the fridge but when I turned around I saw Klaus leaning against the kitchen counter. Scared, I dropped the pack of ice cream and the contents spread all over the floor.

I still had the taste in the mouth of the things he said before, so I didn't return the smile he gave me.

His fingers touched my back to guide me out of the pool of dirt on the floor, he was deliberately teasing me.

He knew I was sensitive there. I tried to hold the thrill when I turned to close the refrigerator, but Klaus came into my path and I bumped into him. 'I'm sorry', he smiled, slowly pulling my breasts rubbing against his chest.

I felt my nipples harden and shrink with heat that beat between my legs.

My gaze was sharp.

'Of course you feel'.

Klaus laughed softly when I leaned to get away from him, and I ended up trapped between him and the wall. I looked to my right to see his hand pressed against the wall, close to my head. I turned to look at him, only to discover that he did a prison around me. 'Need a hand?'

I pressed my eyes in crevices. 'What are you doing here? You're always here!'.

I could tell that he really tried not to laugh. Unfortunately, didn't try hard enough. 'Love, you have to know that when you get angry, it just makes me love you more'.

'You sound like a very bad villain, or a crazy stalker'.

'I don't care how I sounded, since it'll give some result '.

'Isn't working'

'A few more days and it will work'. He gave a quick kiss on my cheek and then abruptly moved away before I could kill him.

'Caroline, are you here?' Rebekah screamed when she walked into the house.

'What are you doing?' she asked when she saw us together in the kitchen.

'Caroline was just begging for sex, but I told her it was very inappropriate ask for that'. Klaus replied aloud, causing a laugh from Rebekah.

'Don't worry baby' I told him as he walked away 'I have a better replacement'. He laughed while I heard the door close.

I finally got the last word.

~o~

I admit. I was a big coward. I haven't met Elena and Stefan on Monday, as I had promised.

Instead I sent a message to her, explaining the situation of my mother and saying that I didn't want to leave her alone at the moment.

If Elena thought I was being weird to texting instead of calling, she didn't said nothing.

I didn't want to see Elena and Stefan. That was the truth.

And why?

Because a while ago I gave a lecture to Elena, for her refusal to receive the love that Stefan had for her, because she was afraid of what the future could reserve for them, and I really wasn't in the mood to receive another lecture by Elena about my breakup with Klaus and my insecurities, for being total hypocrisy.

My story with Klaus was completely different. Was. Totally.

Ok.

I was scared. Maybe terrified. And I had every right to be. I just had to look for the way I reacted to the situation of my mother, to know that Klaus would have a hard life with me. In addition, my life was a lot quieter without him. I rarely worry about something, my emotions were much more stable, and I had, if not peace, then the tranquility.

With Klaus, my life was tumultuous and, really, when I thought about it, exhausting. Remove the incredible sex and all you have is a bunch of ugly emotions. Jealousy. I had never been a jealous girlfriend before I met Klaus, but now my claws jumped sharply at any moment that I saw him with a woman flirting with him. Afraid for him, as if I didn't have enough to worry about, now I was worried if he was happy or healthy.

And care too much. That wasn't cool.

I liked Caroline pré-Klaus. She was brave, independent and cold.

Caroline post Klaus was a mushy romantic.

Not helped that Klaus have kept their word. He was always in the apartment seizing any chance he had, and even I saying that Rebekah was already occupied, he came anyway.

~o~

My mom's surgery would be in two days. During this week, Klaus was walking behind me all the time. One day I was in the shower, and he came to ask me about the remote control of television, the other day he was having lunch in the kitchen without a shirt when I questioned, he said he 'accidentally' spilled coffee on his shirt and had to put it to wash. After several of these incidents, I was very close to just give up, when he began to pull back a little.

Of course I wouldn't have given up anyway.

Because I could see the big picture.

He began to cool some days before my mother's surgery. Maybe I overlooked that he approached even more over time, but Klaus seemed to do exactly the opposite and just ... disappeared, I wondered if it was a new tactic.

So, I was in a state of alert, when he didn't show up with Rebekah and Damon on Wednesday when we decided to go to a bar. Last week he dragged Rebekah and Damon to a bar, and Rebekah demanded me to leave the house, so I went with them, to see Klaus in my direct line of sight, dividing his time between watching me and flirting with the pretty girls.

I was assuming this was the 'annoying' of his promise.

So, I was surprised that he wasn't there Wednesday.

Rebekah was waking when I came home from work. She left his room and closed the door softly behind her. 'Damon is sleeping' she whispered, following me into the living room.

I smile at her over my shoulder. 'It's no wonder. You must have used that poor boy up depleting it'.

Rebekah rolled her eyes at me and collapsed on the couch beside me. 'Not quite. Well..maybe' she blushed, her eyes bright with happiness. 'But mainly we're talking too. Apparently, he is in love with me for a long time'.

'Oh, you didn't know?'

'Shut up'.

I decided that this would be the time to ask her about Klaus.

'You know what happened to Klaus? I don't see him around here'.

'You said you didn't want him following you, maybe he ran away'. She laughed.

'Rebekah, seriously. Something's happened to him?'

'With all seriousness, Caroline, I think you need to stop playing'.

'I'm not playing'. I studied her carefully, though, reaching for something in her face. 'What? What do you know?'.

She took a minute, almost as if she weren't sure whether she should say whatever it was on her mind. Suddenly, I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.

'Damon and I went out for today's lunch'.

'I know. I was here doing my work'.

'Well'. Rebekah couldn't find my eyes. 'We found Klaus for lunch and he brought the new manager of the firm with him'.

'AND?'

Her eyes focused on me and I was tense with concern reflected in them.

'His new manager is Camille. Camille is a gorgeous blonde who is also very smart and funny'.

I think I felt my heart plummet into my stomach.

'Care, they seemed interested in each other'. She shook her head. 'I do not know if you do not want to believe, but they were flirting and Klaus was very attentive. They seemed ... real close'.

Jealousy is a terrible thing. Pain is almost as time-consuming as the grief, and I would like to know why I was feeling so hard in spite of time. I felt as if someone had ripped my chest with his bare hands, took my heart and lungs, and replaces them with a group of rocks and stones.

'Care?' Rebekah touched my arm.

I looked at her, determined I wasn't going to cry. I gave her a sad smile. 'I guess I was right all along, so'.

Rebekah started shaking her head.

'No, it's good'. I got up, with the need to be alone. 'I broke up with him, because he deserves to find someone decent and normal. And now I don't have to feel guilty about it, because I was right all along. He doesn't love me.'

'Don't!' Rebekah hissed. 'Listen, I can ... ' I hit my door in her face.

'Caroline'

'Good Night, Bekah!'

'Shit' I heard her mumble and then her footsteps disappeared. I tried. I actually tried.

But when I rolled on my bed, I couldn't stop crying.

~o~

I went to the hospital with my mom. When they came to take her down to the surgery, I said goodbye to her.

I stayed in a waiting room while doctors advised that I should probably go home and come back in a few hours. But I didn't go. Rebekah came and sat beside me. She picked up a cup of coffee for me and held my hand.

Did you know that time stands still in a waiting room of a hospital? It's no joke. It just stops.

I had painted my nails the night before, but at the moment the surgeon came out hours later, I had already ripped out every last drop of the enamel.

When Dr. Lewis finally entered the room, he smiled at us, looking tired, but perfectly calm. 'Everything went well. We removed the whole mass and sent the tumors for biopsy. Liz was taken to the postoperative, but it will take a while before she dropped out of anesthesia. I know you're here all day, so I suggest you to come home for a few hours and return tomorrow during visiting hours'.

~o~

When I left the hospital, Klaus was waiting for me. Rebekah probably had warned that my mom's surgery was over. Powerless, I got into the cab with him. I smelled his scent when he sat beside me. Moving uncomfortably, I tryed to block out the fact that even the smell of him made me want to grab him and never let him go. I really had become the pós-Klaus.

'Do you want to tell me why I am getting the silent treatment?' He asked bluntly, his hot breath in my ear.

His voice had an effect on my body and I didn't want him to know that.

'I'm talking to you'.

'Badly'.

'I just got out of a hospital'.

'Do you want to talk about it?'

'When I want to talk about it?'

I felt the heat grow hotter when he approached, his hand sliding in my hip.

'You used to talk to me, Caroline. Don't pretend you didn't'.

Seeing the approaching to my house, I waited for the taxi to stop.

'That's not going to be like this'.

I left without a goodbye and watched the taxi from.

~o~

I've been dodging Klaus for a week. It was difficult but I managed. Finally he sent me a text message: 'We really need to talk. I'm in your apartment, but you're never here..can we meet?'

I didn't answer. Obviously, he wanted to tell me about his new manager.

It made no difference. Fate had plans for our date.

Two days after the message, I left the apartment for lunch in a great pub, I had just finished my lunch and left, trying to push my wallet back in my bag, when I heard 'Caroline'.

My head and my heart did that thing, hit so hard I let out my chest and gave a Swan-dive into the bottomless pit of my stomach.

Klaus was standing in front of me, and at his side, a stunning blonde. She was wearing a suit of Victorian-style pencil skirt, sexy high-heeled shoes, her long blond hair was perfectly combed, and her makeup was as flawless as her face.

Was she really real?

I hated her instantly.

'Klaus' I muttered, my eyes flying anywhere and everywhere except his eyes.

I should mention that I was wearing my old jeans, a t-shirt advertising a famous beer, and my hair was in its usual knot on my head. I didn't wear makeup. I looked like hell.

He really made it an easy choice.

'I sent a message to you' he said in a stern tone. My eyes with this flew to his.

'I know'.

His jaw is clenched.

Camille cleared her throat politely and tried to relax, although his piercing eyes didn't leave mine, when he said 'Camille, this is Caroline. Caroline, this is Camille, the new manager of my Office'.

Putting into practice the best acting skills I smiled politely and held his hand to greet her.

She smiled at me with curiosity. 'I've heard about you' I told significantly.

The whole body of Klaus froze it and I sent him a bitter smile, my eyes sending your own message I know all about it, asshole. Camilla looked at Klaus 'You're talking about me to people?'

He didn't respond. He was too busy on kill me with his eyes. 'Camille, can you give us a moment please?'

Uh oh.

And then miracles of miracles. My cell phone rang.

'I have to take this. I talk to you later'. Her smile quickly turned into a grimace. 'Caroli..'

'Mother' I replied with joy affected, giving a small nod of goodbye to Camille, who answered all happy, obviously.

~o~

When I went to see my mother, I had no idea the surprise she had to me. She was in a hotel, her room was just like her. Beautiful, large and ostentatious.

'I'm going back to Mystic Falls' she announced. 'The doctor gave me high. I just need to do a check-up in three months. If all is well, I repeat a year later'.

I made a face.

'Wait. You have the results of your biopsy?'.

'Benign'.

I leant forward with relief to hear confirmation that Dr. Lewis had predicted correctly.

'That's great, Mom. I'm happy for you'.

'Yes' she said 'but that's not why I called you. I have this for you'. She gave me a folder with papers. I opened. My eyes popped out, I could feel them out of the orbiters.

'Your internship is over' she told me. 'Now you have to take care of your magazine. Congratulations, you're the new owner of Mode'.

'Mom, I ...'

'Don't say anything. I don't have time to come here and there and take care of a magazine I don't care. It's yours. Accept it and don't say anything'.

'Thank you' was all I managed to say.

~o~

My day had started badly, but had become good. I had a magazine. I didn't want to believe it. I wanted to earn my rank in the magazine, I had fought for it. But I was glad because now I had control over the news that could be published about Klaus's family.

Whistling like crazy, I moved towards the door and Klaus went in front of me, his face expressionless.

'We need to talk'.

With that, he turned and left the room, leaving me no choice but to follow him.

I found him in my room and as soon as I walked in, he walked right by me to close the door.

'We could talk in the living room', I told him, angry, hating him in my room, where there were so many memories. In addition, his presence here has always been overwhelming.

In response, he was around me, only stopping when there was an inch of space between us. I wanted to play on his face I knew, but I wasn't going to give him some satisfaction. I looked at him and he lowered his head in defiance, so she could look me straight in the eye.

'I've been trying to give you space, but this is ridiculous'.

My head came back with it. 'How?'

I saw your beautiful eyes and furious in narrow slits.

'You're never here. Are you seeing anyone? Because I swear to God.'

Furious, nor letting him finish the phrase, I said 'Are you kidding me?' I screamed.

'Well, what the hell is going on?'.

I breathed trembling, trying to calm me down.

'You're an idiot. Come here and accuse me to date someone on your back, when you're the only one who is screwing with your new manager!'

Klaus shook his head backwards in shock, and the look he gave me? Well, let's just say it wasn't a polite way of expressing what he thought, that I had a screw loose somewhere.

'Camille? You think I'm fucking Camille? I don't believe it'.

I was completely confused. I crossed my arms over his chest, in an attempt to look like I was in control of the situation.

'Rebekah told me everything.'

His mouth actually fell. It would be funny if it weren't a knife piercing my stomach

'Rebekah? What exactly Rebekah told you?'

'She found you in a lunch. And you were interacting very well together, in a clear situation of interest'.

Now Klaus crossed his arms over his chest.

I fake rocked with this image in my head.

'Bekah said she had lunch with me and Camille, and I was flirting with Camille?' he asked me slowly, like I was a mental patient.

I replied between teeth 'Yes'.

'I swear to God I'll kill her'.

I blinked.

'What?'.

Klaus took another step forward which meant I had to go back, if I didn't want my breasts were crushed against him.

'I never had lunch with Camille and Rebekah. They met when she and Damon were in the Office. They were together for a minute'.

'Why did she tell me this?'

Klaus sighed and turned around, passing his hand through his hair in frustration.

'I don't know. Probably because I told her I was giving you some space as part of the next step in my plan to get you back, and Rebekah disagreed'.

'I still don't understand. I met Camille, and she was definitely flirting with you'.

'Why do you care?' He smiled.

'You said you didn't want me' he stopped, his body tense in a sudden alertness.

'What's wrong?'

He pulled something in my bookcase, with his head down, and then he turned to me, with accusing eyes.

'Going somewhere?'. He held my printed e-ticket with my flight to Mystic Falls.

My brain and emotions were still trying to decide if this new information affected my plans, so my brain just said that the first thing that was technically true.

'I'm going home'.

I knew it was bad. I knew it was bad, because Klaus said nothing. He burned me with a look that I would never want to see it in his eyes again, and then he turned on his shoes and hit with an explosion on my bedroom door.

No argument.

~o~

I should talk to him.

I was still going to Mystic Falls with my mother to say goodbye to the life that I had there. I wanted to visit my father's grave.

Wait a minute. I pushed around my chair to look at the bookshelf where my ticket was. But it wasn't there.

Oh my God, he had stolen my ticket!

My anger fed into a super power. He was an arrogant asshole! I stuck my feet into my boots, put on my coat, buttoning it totally wrong and then screaming under my breath, exasperated. I grabbed my keys, my purse, and I tried to calm myself.

I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe. How could he? Stealing my plane ticket! He was a Caveman!

I practically threw the cab fare to the driver and jumped out, running down the street to the entrance to his apartment. I knew I was seeing myself on camera when I played, so I looked up to him, half hoping that he wouldn't let me in

He let me in.

I saw Klaus at his doorstep, looking casually and non affected in his sweater, jeans and bare feet. He took a step back quickly to keep the door open for me when I broke into the door.

I turned, almost losing my balance I had with my mad haste.

The fool was smiling at me when he closed the door and walked toward me in the living room.

'It's not funny' I growled, probably exaggerating.

The smile left Klaus's face and frown appeared.

'I know this isn't funny. Believe me'.

I stretched my hand. 'Give me my ticket, Klaus. I'm not joking'.

He agreed, and pulled the ticket from his back pocket. 'This ticket?'

'Yes. Give it to me'.

Klaus tore my ticket, leaving the pieces fall to the ground.

'That ticket?'

Although thought to be hiding somewhere in the back of my brain talking that I could print another ... I lost it.

With an animalistic grunt I didn't know I was capable of doing, I threw my body toward his, my hands pushing hard enough to make him stumble.

'I hate you!' I yelled, the words tumbling out of my mouth as an idea.

I turned away from him.

'I was fine until you showed up!'

My eyes began to sting when I looked at his face.

'Why?'

My voice broke, with tears falling down my face.

'I was right. I was safe and was well. I'm broke, Klaus. Stop trying to fix me'

He shook his head slowly, his eyes shining, and I was frozen when he came up to me.

'You're not broken'.

My eyelashes opened and I looked at her beautiful face, her beautiful and anguished face.

'Yes, I am'.

He gave me an angry look. 'No, you're not'.

I found myself stuck in his blue eyes, hypnotized by the glow of silver stars. 'I don't hate you'. I said suddenly.

Klaus expression changed, his eyes were burning when he fell into my mouth.

I couldn't tell who was there first, but seconds later, my lips were crushed under his, and his hand was almost painfully pulling my hair. And then I felt his tongue sweeping against mine, and I could taste it, smell him, feel his strength all around me.

I missed him.

But I was still angry, and even with the kisses too eager, I felt the irritation of Klaus in the kiss, too.

That didn't stop us. We kissed for ten seconds, and Klaus already popped the buttons on my coat and pulled it out. I pulled his shirt bar, my hands frantically in pursuit of his body, to then go back through his chest and abdomen. I threw my body against him for another kiss, but Klaus had not yet got rid of all my clothes. Impatient I moved away to help rip my shirt, but I didn't wait more.

My hands on his neck brought his head down to mine and I kissed him for every day I couldn't kiss him.

I barely felt Klaus transport me not too gently against a wall, his mouth off of mine, to give kisses on my neck, his arms strong hooking on my thighs to put my legs around his waist. My body slid onto the wall. 'Fuck' Klaus muttered earnestly, his mouth diving into my chest. He held me with one hand on my ass, the other lowering my bra.

I pushed my hips. 'I can't wait ', I breathed, holding on his shoulders.

Klaus unbuttoned my pants and I whined, pressing myself against his hand. 'Now', I growled, my nails digging into his skin. 'Please. Klaus'.

And then we were moving, holding me on top of him when he turned around and brought us down on the couch, with his hands quickly away and pulling my jeans behind my legs. I took off my bra while he went back to my panties, my foot giving a push to take them away from me. Breathless with anticipation, my skin on fire, I fell on my back, my legs opening for him.

'Klaus, now'.

He had stopped, frozen, when he looked at me lying naked underneath him, my chest rising and falling with short breaths and excited, my hair spreading around me. I saw his expression change, no less connected, but softer somehow. He took his hand trembling on my stomach, my stomach, between my breasts, to my chin and was on top of me, his jeans burning my bare legs.

'Beg me' he whispered harshly against my lips.

I slid my hand between us, pulling down the zipper of his jeans. And I saw his eyes are closed, his breathing fails.

'I want you', I gave a lick on his lips, he shot his eyes to me, shining. 'Please'.

Klaus lowered slightly his jeans, and then slid slowly into me. Squeezing his backside, I urging him to go faster.

He did with pleasure.

'Stronger' I moaned. 'Strong, Klaus'

He kissed me and then hit hard in me. Pleasure rolled tight on me, when he was a little deeper, I threw my head back screaming, my screams each time stronger, when he beat deliciously heavy. What was he doing inside of me, the sounds of your pants rubbing and moaning horny, it rose to a rapid satisfaction. I exploded, screaming his name when the orgasm came. And he followed me, pushing up to scream my name and keep the body tense.

Better. Sex. Of My Life.

Klaus moaned and fell against me. I stroked my hand against him softly before sliding backwards, keeping him with me. He turned his head against my neck and kissed the familiar spot in there.

'You still mad at me?' He muttered.

I sighed.

'I was going home to do what I should have done five years ago. I was going home to say goodbye to my father'.

Klaus's eyes grew even more and then he turned away to look down on my face, eyes full of remorse.

'God, I'm sorry, love. About the ticket'.

I bit my lip.

'I can print it again'.

Trying to hold on, Klaus exhaled slowly and withdrew from me. He wore his jeans again and sat down, holding my hand. Deciding to trust him, I let him take me, and followed him up the stairs to his room. He motioned to the room.

'Lie down'

Since I was naked and sated and really willing to work things out, I lay in bed with him. I watched with pleasure Klaus take all his clothes and lie on my side.

Immediately I lay my head on his chest.

'So, are you coming back to here. After you say goodbye to your father?'

This was a question.

'Yes. I am the new owner of Mode magazine'. He looked at me. 'My mother was the owner and she passed the magazine to my name. So I'll have to go back. Here now is my place'.

Klaus let out his breath. 'I love you, Caroline. These last few weeks have been a nightmare'.

Thought on long-legged blonde who put me in hell. 'And Camille?'

'I swear that I never slept with her.'

'Something happened?'

His chest froze under me.

'Klaus?'

He sighed deeply. 'Yesterday she kissed me. I didn't kiss her back. I pushed her and I told her about you'.

I stood silent for a moment and then I replied decisively 'you have to fire her'.

Klaus snorted. 'You finally admitting that you love me?'.

'I can't promise it's going to be easy, Klaus. I'll probably always be a little irrational about the future'.

'I said I can handle it, sweetheart'.

'Why?'

'Because' he sighed 'you're full of life, you defy me. I feel like I'm missing something really important when you go. So important that I don't feel complete'.

I leaned on my elbow so I could look into his eyes before I give a soft kiss on his lips and fall against him when his arms came around me to hold me, when he deepened the kiss. When I finally looked up, I was a little out of breath. I touched my finger on his lips, promising that one day I would enjoy this happiness, without worrying that were taken from me.

'You think you can go with me to Mystic Falls?'

His eyes smiled, and I could tell he would do this for me, to make me happy.

'Of course. We'll go whenever you want'.

I shook my head.

'You haven't said what you already know '.

I turned my head and smiled at him.

'I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson'.

His smile made my heart swell. 'Say it again'.

I laughed. 'I love you'.

He sat up quickly and then turned off the bed, pulling me with him.

He pushed me into the shower.

'You're going to say this again when I fuck you in the shower'.

'This whole thing of total control is very hot'.

'And it's about to get hotter, love'. He patted my ass, and I gave a little scream, laughter filling the shower when we get together.

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