Uninvited Guest

I made a happy drabble to make up for the sad drabble. I'm really very sorry for that.

Klaus had a very bad feeling. Caroline had been sneaking around all week, leaving to go god knows where for hours at a time. She brushed it off claiming 'something for school', but her usually talkative nature suggested she was hiding something from him.

This was it, he supposed. The time had come. It had been a great ten years, she finding him in New Orleans two years after he had left Mystic Falls, finally giving him a chance. And now he was tired of him, just like everyone else.

He debated internally if he should confront her, force her to stay, or leave her before she left him. None of those options appealed to him.

So he held her in his arms as they went to sleep, expecting each night to be the last time.

He had just drifted off, his arms tightly around her so she could not escape while he was sleeping before he could could convince her to stay, when he was woken up by a noise.

Usually, in his lifetime, when someone tried to kill him, he heard the unsheathing of a knife, the click of a gun, the particular sound a wooden stake made against the skin of a human hand.

This noise was none of those things; it was the soft pad of tiny feet across their bed, accompanied by a soft... purring?

He opened his eyes, and sure enough, there it was. A tiny ball of white fur (he would never admit to thinking for a split second that the creature was rather cute), working it's way up the bed. Klaus leaned down, placing his lips on Caroline's shoulder. "Caroline."

"Hmmm?" She murmured sleepily in response.

"Something you need to tell me love?"

She opened her eyes, spotting the cat sitting on the bed, eyeing them both lazily. "Lacey!" Caroline yelled, placing her head in her hands. She peaked out at him between her fingers. "You weren't supposed to find out."

"Is that what all the sneaking was about?" He questioned amusedly.

"Yes. I just- she was so cute, and I didn't know what you would say, but I couldn't just leave her there Klaus, you should have seen the horrible conditions-" He cut her off with a kiss to her lips.

He pulled away with a smirk, keeping a hand on her cheek. "I thought you had finally grown tired of me."

Caroline gasped in indignation. "How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not leaving you. I just wanted us to have something normal in our lives amidst all the supernatural crap."

He sighed. "Alright."

"Alright? I can keep Lacey?" She clapped her hands excitedly, and he tried to hide the smile that that brought to his face. It was a losing game though- they both knew he would do anything to see her happy.

"You can keep the cat." He agreed, kissing Caroline again.

The couple laid back, Klaus pulling Caroline against his chest, and the cat, the new member of their little family, lazily walked up the rest of the bed, laying in front of Caroline.

All was well until Klaus walked into his art studio the next morning to find his canvases torn to shreds. "Caroline!"