AN: I don't own this, please don't sue me :)
I loved the scene in 3x20. It conveyed Klaus is age, he is one of the oldest beings on earth. If he wants something he will wait for it. He has all the time in the world.
This story takes place after the decade dance. Disregard everything after that. I love feed back so please review.
My mother died in the fall of 2047.
I couldn't go to the funeral as there were too many people still alive that would recognize me. I had to watch as Matt shook hands and thanked people for coming out. He had been good to my Mom as she got older. He brought his kids over and shoveled her drive way in the winter. He did all the things that I never could.
The neighbors whispered about me. The current rumor was that I was a drug addict living on the streets, too stoned to care about my mothers death. Every time someone mentioned me Matt would smile and just shrug his shoulders. A few seconds later his eyes would scan the forest. He knew that I was there. In the darkness.
Stefan was the first to show up. He didn't even say anything. Just walked up and stood beside me. Elena and Damon followed shortly after. I think they were all waiting for me to have a breakdown but all I felt was numb.
Rebecca and Kol showed up just before the ceremony. I could feel Damon, Elena and Stefan's shock but I could really care less about what they thought. I stopped paying attention after Katherine showed up dragging Elijah behind her.
The ceremony was short and sweet. Nobody cried. This wasn't a tragedy. She had been old and her death was expected.
"Caroline..." Elena said as she slowly approached me after the ceremony .
"I am fine here" I said cutting her off not taking my eyes away from the grave diggers that were burying my mother.
She was about to say something else before Stefan stopped her. "Caroline we are going to stay at the boarding house for a while. Jeremy and Bonnie are ok with it so you can come over when you are done."
"Ya, maybe. Thanks for coming" Stefan smiled sadly at me
" All of you. Thank you." I said looking around the group.
I didn't say anything after that. One by one they all came and said good bye. Elena hugged me and Damon gave one his rare sad empathic smiles. Rebecca squeeze my hands with tears running down her face. She was beautiful when she cried. Regal even.
Katherine hugged me. Even Kol came up and squeezed my shoulder. He didn't say anything. I don't think he knew how. Then they were all gone.
I stayed in the woods until night fall then made my way into the graveyard. It was surreal. Standing next to my mother grave.
Elizabeth Forbes 1964 -2047
Always a loving Mother
A flood gate in my heart opened and let lose a tidal wave of grief. Everything I had been suppressing and ignoring broke free. My legs gave out from under me and I started sobbing. I cried so hard that my stomach hurt, leaving me nauseous and gasping for air.
His scent hit me before I felt his hands on my back.
"Shhhh, sweetheart" His term of endearment renewed my tears. My mom used to call me that and she never will again. He turned me around, making me lean in to him. I practically crawled into his lap and buried my face in his neck. Nothing else mattered. I had an overwhelming desire to be held but I knew that I would shun anyone else but him.
"I want my mom.." I sobbed into his neck.
Klaus's grip tightened at my words and he rubbed my back in soothing circles. "I know. I know"
"I should have been there. I should have come home. She needed me."
"None of that now, love. You couldn't be there, it was too dangerous and your mother knew that. She didn't want you there."
"But I should have.."
"Caroline, look at me" Klaus said in a stern voice. He took my chin and rubbed off my tears with his thumb. " You showed her the world. You gave her money so she could retire early. She loved you. You were a good daughter."
A nagging guilt that I didn't even know was there settled down at his words. But Klaus knew. He always knew.
He gave me a sad smile which I returned before hiding my face in his neck. It was safe here. I felt safe. I don't know how long we stayed that way. I was grateful that he didn't try and talk to me. Finally I looked up at him. " I had almost forgotten what you look like"
Klaus smiled showing off his famous dimples. "No you didn't." He replied in the overly confident tone that I hate but secretly love. He ran is thumbs across my cheek staring at me like I was a puzzle he couldn't' with put together. "You are beautiful even when you cry."
I was totally shocked to feeI the familiar flush of heat spread through my body at his compliment. It was completely inappropriate but it also distracted me.
Klaus's eyes darkened as he sensed the change in atmosphere. I shifted to meet his gaze head on. We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. I saw his eyes drift to my mouth and felt his head shifted towards me ever so slightly. He paused when I didn't move back like I had always done before. His expression was blank and I had no idea what he was thinking. Then a mixture of determination and resignation flickered across his face.
"Come now, Lets get you home"
Turns out home was his house and not mine. I was surprised that he still owned the mansion. It would be at least a few more decades before any of us could return to Mystic Falls without raising suspicion. We didn't talk as we walked through the woods. The air was thick with moonlight and the most delicious, intoxicating tension that I have ever felt in my entire life.
It was almost unbearable by the time we reached the house.
"Klaus.." I whispered as soon as I cross the threshold. I didn't know if I was ready for what was about to happen. Even if I was sick with grief, I wasn't naive. This would change everything between us.
I didn't have time to dwell on my thoughts because before the door even closed I was slammed into the wall. All I could feel was Klaus' body pressed into my back holding me in place. He pushed my hair aside him access to my neck. A low growl sounded in his throat as he ran his noise along my skin.
"You smell exquisite" Klaus whispered in my ear as his hands slide down the side of my ribs. Before I could reply he spun me around and stepped even closer into my body molding us together.
It was tempting to finally lose myself in him. I was existing completely in the moment, nothing else mattered except him and what he was making me feel. Nothing else had ever mattered when Klaus was around.
He fisted his hand in my hair and forced me to look at him. His eyes searching mine. Even without speaking I knew what he wanted. He asking for my consent. He wanted my permission. Even if he wouldn't say it out aloud I knew that he cared about me.
Maybe it was the death of my mother. Maybe it was loneliness or maybe it was just because I wanted too. In that moment I stopped fighting. Slowly I brought my hand to his check and raise my mouth to his. I waited for him to reveal that it was only a sick practical joke. That he pursued me for his own amusement.
When he didn't push me away I placed my lips on his, in most bitter-sweet moment of my life, I kissed Nicklaus Michelson.
The kiss slowly became more passionate. I felt the bite of stairs across my back as he lowered me to the ground. He placed his arms around my head effectively trapping me under him. Without breaking the kiss we slowly started crawling backward up the stairs. His hands rubbed down my sides and under my thighs pushing against his pelvis. I moaned and tugged my fingers through his hair dragging his mouth back to mine.
The stairs groaned under us and by the time we made it to the bedroom that house looked like a bomb had gone off. But I didn't care. By the time he threw onto the bed all I could feel was his hands underneath me clothes. I screamed and begged but he never relented. Dragging out my pleasure to the point of pain. He finally came and my name escaped from his lips in a groan that sounded more like a prayer. I wrapped my arms around him as he collapsed completely exhausted. I was content with feel of his weight on top of me and with our hips still joined I fell asleep.
I woke up with the sun in my eyes. I groaned and rolled over subconsciously reaching out for Klaus. My hand met nothing but empty space. I wrapped the white sheet around myself as I stood. I felt a delicious soreness spread throughout my body as I stretched and took in my surroundings. Almost every piece of furniture was broken. I couldn't help but smile slightly as I made my way downstairs. The pain of yesterday was still there but pushed back by my excitement for the future. The world wasn't ending any more.
"Klaus" I called out playfully making my way through the house. No reply.
Hide and Seek? Games didn't bother me. It was probably a good idea to be silly if only to lighten the mood from yesterday. I followed his scent around the house. It didn't take me long to find the freshest trail. It was one of the first things Stefan taught me. The trail was at least a couple hours old. It started in the bedroom, went through the front door and completely disappeared in the garage.
My heart clenched in a familiar pain. Klaus was gone.