It's a bird, it's a plane, it's...the end of an era, folks!

A lovely journey that started in March has finally found completion. Thank you all so much for loving this story as much as I've looooved writing it. I hope you laughed a lot and that I did our beautiful ship justice. Of course I ended the chapter with some good ol' fashioned smut because I know how pervy you all are and I'm quick to oblige.

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Enjoy the final chapter!

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Klaus races from the shop, the envelope from Dark Horse in his hands. He's nervous and excited, partly from the anticipation of what the letter says but mostly about seeing Caroline. He's not sure what to address first but throws caution to the wind as he takes the final steps and reaches for the door to the lingerie shop. He'll win her back. He'll apologize and grovel if he has to, anything to show her that he loves her, he needs her in his life, that she makes him better and he's been such a fool to think otherwise.

If he wasn't in such a hurry then he would have been more cautious, but as luck would have it, just as he is about to enter Caroline is on her way out.

"Umph!"

Instead of his first words to her being poetic and epic, a slew of swear words come spilling out as his face makes an imprint on the front door window. Klaus falls back as the door smacks him and he braces his nose wincing at the pain. To make things worse, he loses his footing and stumbles. The pain in his nose is matched with the pain shooting through his tailbone as he comes crashing down onto the pavement.

"Oh Klaus!" Caroline rushes to his side, kneeling down beside him to see if he's okay. His glasses are askew, and there's a small crack in one of the lenses. His nose is bleeding from a small cut across the bridge and droplets of blood are beginning to pool and run down his face.

"Hey," he says hesitantly and gives her a weak smile before bringing his hand up to his nose. He brings his hand down to see the crimson liquid on his fingertips and immediately regrets it. He moves his hand away from himself, the sight of blood causing his stomach to turn and his head to feel woozy.

"Are you okay?" Caroline asks trying to hold back a laugh.

"Yes," he says and slowly stands back up when Caroline offers him her help. He leans back, rubbing his tailbone and takes his glasses off to assess the damage. He cleans them off with the hem of his shirt and puts them back on. The crack is minimal and doesn't affect his eyesight that much. Most of the damage is in the bent hinge, keeping them cockeyed and not sitting properly in place.

Caroline's head slowly moves back and forth as she looks him over again. The tiny smirk is not able to be contained and she covers her mouth, hiding the wide grin that's replaced it. She's always been too polite for her own good and she knows he embarrasses easily so she tries her best to keep it contained, but it's no use. Caroline cups her mouth and nose, revealing only the tips of her rosy cheeks and watery eyes as she tries to stifle her laughter.

"Well," Klaus starts and tries to adjust his glasses back in place as best he can, "I'm happy to see I can still make you laugh." He says it with a hint of offense but also can't contain his own laughter at how ridiculous the situation is.

"I'm sorry. Are you really okay?" She grabs hold of his hand and the pair look down at the contact. For a moment they're both frozen in place, both comforted by the touch from the other. She brings her other hand up and pushes back a few curls from his forehead. She examines him, taking in his state and brushing her knuckles lightly against his cheek. When she brings her eyes back to his, she finds him gazing at her, an intense look that is saturated with longing.

"Caroline-" he speaks softly only to be cut off.

"We should go get you cleaned up," she tells him and steps back to make her way to her shop.

"Wait.," he hesitates and pulls her back to him. "Can we go to mine? I don't want to sully your store with my bloody nose."

"Sure." She smiles warmly and turns to head in the opposite direction with Klaus in tow.

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Klaus sits on the edge of his desk, Caroline standing in front of him and playing nurse to his injured face. She picks up a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and dampens a cotton ball. She leans in and wipes it across the small cut on the bridge of his nose. Klaus hisses through his teeth, the peroxide stinging and making his eyes slightly water.

"Sorry," she cringes back and bites her lower lip, "just a little more." She quickly dabs the rest of it, being certain to clean away all the blood. She then purses her lips and lightly blows, soothing the cut with cool air.

Klaus is transfixed on her mouth, as it puckers up and she leans in closely. Her vanilla scent overcomes him and he closes his eyes taking as much of her in as he can in the moment. She picks up a bandage and swipes it across his nose, placing it carefully across the cut. "That should do it."

Caroline puts the lid back on the peroxide and starts to take a step back when Klaus' arms find her hips, keeping her in place. She looks down at his hands holding her still before she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and looks up at him. His glasses have been discarded to the side, giving her a clear view of the blue-green eyes she's missed so much. His lips are slightly parted as if what he has to say waits there hesitantly.

"Thank you," he tells her, "for helping me."

"Well," she begins, "it was the least I could do since it was my door you ran into."

There's a moment of silence between them as Klaus tries to form his next sentence. He can see that he's losing her as she begins to shift from one foot to the other and so he quickly speaks.

"I'm sorry," he blurts out at her. "I'm so sorry Caroline, for not believing you about Matt."

"Oh Klaus, I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you about it. I never meant to hurt you." She leans in closer and puts her hands on the side of his face. "I've- I've missed you so much."

"You have no idea how much I've missed you," he returns.

It's not a surprise that Klaus has never been the most suave individual. He realizes that it's a miracle that he was able to snag a beauty like Caroline and for some reason his quirks have worked for her. He loves her, and he wants to tell her, but once again the words that he speaks are lost in translation.

"I just want you to know, that even if something had happened between you and that Matt bloke, I would still-"

Caroline pulls back, her hands press firmly on his shoulders as she places some distance between them. Warning bells go off in Klaus' head at the sight of her. Caroline's brows furrow and she cocks her head to the side giving him a look of disdain.

"But nothing happened," she says matter of factly.

"I know...I know...I'm just saying that IF something had happened it wouldn't have mattered because I-"

"BUT NOTHING HAPPENED!" she screams and takes two full steps backward and turns on her heel.

"Caroline?" he stands to his feet and reaches for her hand. She brushes him off and almost makes it to the door when Klaus, in a moment of desperation, shouts, "Caroline, I'm trying to tell you that I love you!"

The hand that is halfway to the doorknob lowers back down to her side as she takes in what he said. With her back turned to him a wide smile graces her face and she turns her head to the side, giving him the indication that she heard what he said. She looks back at the door and Klaus' heart stops as she reaches forward again. However, it's not the doorknob she's reaching for.

Klaus hears the deadbolt snap, locking them in before she turns back around to face him. She leans against the door and smiles. "You love me?" she asks him, wanting to hear him say it again.

"Yes."

She pushes herself off the door and walks slowly toward him. He can't tell exactly what her expression is, thanks to his glasses still being on his desk, but she didn't leave so he can only hope for the best.

"Tell me again," she demands and stops in front of him, running her hands up his chest before meeting his gaze.

He reaches up and grabs hold of her hands with one of his and tilts her chin up with the other. He's making sure she is able to see the sincerity in his eyes. "Caroline Forbes, I love you."

He doesn't wait for a response but instead pulls her into his embrace. Their lips meet and Caroline all but melts into him. A familiar rhythm sets in, as their heads tilt and lips part, their tongues greeting one another as past lovers, both yearning to taste, explore and remember the other. The sweet kiss quickly turns into a hungry need and her hands wrap around him. They find their place nestled in the bed of curls at the nape of his neck. His arms wrap tighter around her, pulling her closer and pressing her firmly against him. She tastes exactly as he remembers and his hands begin to roam over the body that has left a forever impression in his mind. Her lower back, the curve of her sides as they meet her breasts. Her shoulders, arms, and the soft curls that flow gently down her back. He breaks the kiss and pulls them apart, the two not even realizing they needed air as they begin to breathe heavily.

Caroline rests her forehead against his and cups his face once again. She takes another breath and whispers, "I love you too, Klaus Mikaelson."

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The store is finally quiet as the last customer leaves. Bonnie walks to the door, flipping the open sign to closed and locks the door. She turns around to see Kol making his way to the front.

"Hey Bonnie, have you seen Klaus?" he asks, a stack of comics in his hand. "It looks like we priced these too low, but I want to make sure before I change them."

"He's here, he's just...not really available at the moment."

"Huh?" Kol questions, with furrowed brows. "Where is he?" He walks behind the counter, placing the stack of comics down and reaching for the door to the office. Bonnie races forward, throwing herself between Kol and the door.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you."

"Why not, is Klaus in one of his moods again?"

"Caroline's in there."

Kol's eyes grow wide with shock before slowly morphing into mischief. Bonnie knows what's next, he's going to say something to them, breaking up whatever discussion (if they're even talking at all) they're having inside. Kol smirks and opens his mouth to shout but finds a pair of pretty lips pressed against his instead.

Bonnie doesn't relent. She gives it all she can in hopes of distracting him from what's going on inside the office. Her hands wrap around his neck and she grabs hold of his hair, forcefully pushing his head closer. She pushes him back against the counter, the till making a dinging noise as they bang against it. She continues to maul his mouth and he has no choice but to reciprocate. He runs his hands under her shirt, grabbing hold and massaging his fingers deep into her back. She lets out an appreciative moan as he slowly moves them down, firmly grabbing hold of her ass and picking her up into his arms. He spins her around, placing her onto the counter and devours her. First nipping at her lips, then her jaw, and moving to her neck. He sucks and bites as her hands travel down his back and she sighs, closing her eyes and revelling in his touch.

Kol is wishing he were on the other side of the door now, taking Bonnie to bed and exploring every inch of her body. After weeks of being together, and years of needing to be together but not realizing it, they still had not done the deed. He doesn't mind. He loves being with her and for once his insatiable appetite for all things boobs and butts, has been focused on one pair of boobs and one perfect ass. Whenever the time comes that they finally do it, he'll make it worth her while. Although, to his surprise, it looks as though it's heading in that direction right now.

His pants grow tight and he growls when she reaches the waistband of his jeans, placing her slender fingers inside and playing dangerously close to his member. He breaks away from her with great restraint and looks up at her. "Bonnie, what are you doing?" he growls, knowing exactly what she's up to. She lowers her hand a bit more and Kol braces his arms on either side of her against the counter. "Don't you...want it...to be special?" he asks between kisses as he continues to place his lips along her neck.

"I'm with you, aren't I?" she kisses him again, grabbing hold of his shirt and pulling him near. "Plus, we're alone."

"And what about Klaus and Caroline?"

"Oh I'm sure they won't be coming out anytime soon." She would admit later that it wasn't the most ideal situation, but her brain is clouded with lust and she's held out long enough. She grabs hold of the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and signaling to Kol to raise his arms. She discards the shirt to the side, kissing him again and running her hands over his now naked torso.

It feels a bit naughty, seeing as Klaus and Caroline are just in the other room, but that's what makes it exciting. He's never seen Bonnie more alive. The mouth that was once only used to scold him and tease him, is now something new and invigorating to him. She latches on to his lower lip and gently drags her teeth away, only to bring them to his neck and shoulders. He raises her arms to discard her shirt as well, revealing a baby blue bra that looks bright and vibrant sitting against her mocha colored skin. He brings a thumb to the strap and gently pulls it away from skin where he once again devours her declottage, then shoulder where the strap was previously residing.

She grabs hold of his head, running her hands through his hair. He moans into her shoulder, her soft skin smelling as only Bonnie can smell. The scent of incense always lingering with the sweetest hint of burning sage. He opens his eyes and is about to take her to the ground behind the register when he suddenly stops. On the other side of the counter are a pair of magnified eyes behind thick lenses, peering over at them.

Captain Sweatpants stands there with a comic in his hand and his jaw dropped open. When he sees Kol staring he speaks up. "I just- I just need to buy this."

Bonnie freezes at the voice behind her and she pushes Kol away, slightly embarrassed that she let the situation get so out of control and slightly annoyed that the "Captain" was hiding in the corner of the store. Kol smiles up at her and shrugs, "Don't think I don't know exactly what you were doing, darling."

"What?" she asks innocently knowing he's talking about her subtle way of keeping him from disrupting the couple on the other side of the door. She pushes him back so she can hop off the counter. She doesn't turn around, she'd rather not see the pervy look that the leftover customer has on his face. Before she returns to what she was doing prior to their little tryst she puts a hand on his chest and looks up at him with smoldering eyes. "And don't you think you're off the hook. I fully intend to finish what we just started."

She picks up her discarded shirt and kisses him on the cheek. "When you're done, I'll be right over there." Kol watches her saunter off, her hips swaying seductively. He clears his throat and turns to the intruding patron. He winks at him and grins widely, as if to say - 'Yeah that's right, she's mine'. He grabs the comic and rings it up, "Will this be all?"

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Have you ever been doing a puzzle and you spend forever searching for that one piece? The elusive piece that just doesn't seem to be there, that you know would bring the entire puzzle together if only you could find it? When you finally see it, pick it up to make a move toward its predestined home and it finally snaps in place, you feel an overwhelming victory. Trumpets should blare and crowds should cheer, for you are the master at 1000 piece puzzles.

This is how Klaus is feeling in this moment. His life the puzzle and Caroline the piece he's been searching for from the start. The one to complete him and pull all the other pieces together to make sense of this world.

He hovers over her, in his jeans alone, his bare feet rubbing up against hers as the two are entwined. She rests beneath him, her stark white panties and bra glowing in the dim light of the office. He kisses her tenderly and she gazes up at him, a hazy look of contentment peering at him through hooded lids. They've made love before, but this feels different. For once they're not in a rush and it's not all about animal need. His kisses match his hands, skimming lightly against her mouth and across her skin. She takes time to explore him as well, her fingers tracing his tattoos and tangling in his dangling necklaces.

Klaus drinks her in, not wanting to let her out of his sight ever again. He pauses to brush away one of her curls from her face and shakes his head.

"What?" she asks, noticing the amusement on his face.

"I just can't believe you're here. I thought I'd lost you Caroline."

She presses her hand to his cheek and smiles up at him. "I'm not going anywhere," she tells him and grabs hold of his necklaces to pull him down on top of her. "I'm like the Lois Lane to your Superman."

"Mm-Hm," he laughs and kisses her cheek.

"The Mary Jane to your Spiderman."

He laughs again, and as she opens her mouth to speak once more, he muffles her next analogy with a full kiss to her mouth.

Their breathing quickens as the kiss deepens. His hands not being able to contain themselves any longer, begin their descent down her body. His mouth quickly follows the trail, stopping to pay close attention to the places he knows Caroline likes; between her breasts, near her belly button, and his personal favorite, her hip bone. When he finally reaches that spot, her hips begin to slightly buck with expectancy as he finds the elastic band of her panties and slowly rolls them down.

He situates himself between her legs and kneels, bringing one of her tiny feet up to his mouth. She perches on her elbows and giggles when he lightly tickles the arch with his fingers before slowly kissing his way down her leg. She throws her head back into the pillow, loving the way he's paying such close attention to every part of her. He reaches the inside of her knee and drags his lips and tongue to her inner thigh, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin.

There's this scene in the classic '80s movie, Say Anything, where Lloyd and Diane are finally going to have sex for the first time and Diane sits in the back seat, cradled in Lloyd's arms and shivering. She's excited and trembling because she loves him and Caroline always figured it was just added for drama, no one actually trembles that much from sex. But she was wrong. She can feel the heat from Klaus' mouth and she begins to tremble herself. Shaking with the utmost anticipation of it finally closing around her.

Klaus brings his hands up to her thighs and gently spreads them apart, just enough to reveal what he came all the way down there for. He looks up at her with arched eyebrows and a dimpled smirk. "Caroline, look at me," he tells her.

She does as he asks and peers down at him. He keeps eye contact with her and slowly lowers his head. Her body is tense, as the heat from his mouth inches closer until finally she feels his tongue brush lightly against her. She has to work at doing what he has requested and keeps her eyes on his. However, with every swipe of his tongue they begin to roll back into her head and when she loses eye contact he pauses, withholding his ministrations until she returns her gaze back to him. It's cruel and devilish, but makes the experience more pleasurable than she could imagine.

Klaus brings his hands down and cups her ass, pushing her hips up and burying his face deeper between her thighs. She cries out as he finds her hidden crux, pinching it lightly between his teeth and soothing it with his tongue. He alternates between the two actions bringing Caroline closer to her breaking point. He reaches up and slips a hand under her bra to palm her breast. She closes a hand around his and buries the other in the thick curls atop his head. She pushes him down deeper and begs, "Don't stop, please don't stop," realizing that she can no longer keep her eyes on his.

He lets her off the hook and closes his own eyes, reveling in the taste of her as she begins to flood his mouth. Her body tenses once more, but this time it's before her release rather than from the prior anticipation of his mouth devouring her. She sits on top of her orgasm and he feels every twinge and tremor rushing through her core and he sucks hard and swipes his tongue furiously until his mouth is overflowing with the taste of her.

He kisses her thighs and stomach, each point of contact causing an aftershock until she finally settles down, lost in lust and reverie. He crawls back up to her, kissing along the way, until reaching behind her to assist with removing her final piece of clothing. Her bra comes loose, revealing her supple breasts in all their glory. He flicks his tongue out before engulfing one in his mouth while massaging the other. Her hands find their place on top his head once more and she gently pulls the tuft of curls indicating for him to bring his mouth to hers. She can taste herself, the scent of her arousal lingering on his tongue, and she dives her tongue deep between his lips, showing her appreciation for the first of many orgasms to come.

Caroline wastes no time in assisting him with his jeans. She reaches down and unbuttons the top and slips her hand underneath, finding his hard erection ready to escape and enjoy the excursion. He pushes his jeans and boxers off his hips and kicks them to the ground but quickly brings his hips back for Caroline to continue. She strokes him, gripping the base and sliding her hand up the shaft, encouraging it to grow even more in her hands. He braces his hands on either side of her head, closing his eyes and groaning out his appreciation.

"Look at me," she says to him, showing him the same devious demand he was so kind to request of her.

His eyes shoot open and he does as she asks, staring intensely at the gorgeous woman underneath him. Her naked body writhes below and with each stroke the need for him to be inside her grows with his erection. She brings the tip to her entrance, wetting it and slickening his shaft as her hand continues to move up and down. He brings his hand down to meet hers, taking over and positioning himself for entry inside of her.

She spreads her legs and he nestles on top of her, pushing forward and sliding himself inside. Caroline moans as he fills her to the hilt. He pulses momentarily as her walls clench around him. He doesn't move, just lays almost perfectly still, subtly rotating his hips up and down, coating himself with her juices and regaining his composure. It's been too long since he's been with her and as he steadies his breathing he finally begins to thrust.

Slow at first, so she can feel every inch of him inside her. He brings his head to her entrance before slowly moving back inside, building a delicious friction that warms throughout her core. She can hardly handle it as he moves gently but firmly inside of her and her legs lift up and wrap around his waist giving him fuller access to her slick cavern.

Klaus takes full advantage of the extra space she's given him, and picks up the pace. He groans every time the back of her thighs slap the front of his, and he pulls her legs up to rest on his shoulders. She looks like a wild goddess underneath him. Her curls are splayed out across the bed, an untamed look in her eye as she grabs hold of her breasts, massaging them while biting her bottom lip. "Harder," she tells him, teetering on the cusp of her release.

She doesn't have to ask again, as he begins to pound into her with complete inhibition and abandonment. He feels his own orgasm close to completion but uses restraint as he waits for her to finish. He wets his thumb and brings it back between her thighs and works hard circles across her clit. She screams out in pleasure as the sudden sensation overwhelms, her body tightening with inexplicable satisfaction until finally letting go. She quakes and shivers as he completes his own orgasm, pulsing and filling her before collapsing on top of her.

Caroline catches her breath and traces circles on his back, while he does the same with his head cradled in the nook of her neck. He makes his way to her mouth where she greets him with a post-coital kiss that indicates the end of their tryst but the new beginnings of their recent declaration of love.

"I love you, Lois Lane," he tells her with a cheeky grin.

"I love you too, my Superman."

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Klaus curls up next to Caroline, both of them naked and glistening from their second round of lovemaking. He draws invisible circles across her chest and kisses her cheek. She rests her hand on top of his, stopping his motion and bringing his attention to her and asks, "Was this what you were hoping for, when you were racing to come see me?"

He softly chuckles and says, "Yes, partly...well, I can't deny that I was hoping for a reunion, but I had another thing on my mind."

She lifts up and turns to face him, "and what was that?"

A cool breeze hits her skin as she loses contact from him when he sits up and briskly walks across the room. He goes to the desk and picks up his broken glasses so he can peruse the desk for the envelope he received earlier in the week. He walks back with it in his hand and standing over the bed holds it out for her to take.

Caroline grabs hold of the plain white letter, and examines it. He crawls back into bed with her and perches his head in his hand as he rests his elbow next to her. "I got a letter from Dark Horse comics. I submitted my comic again and I haven't been brave enough to open it."

She smiles and asks, "Did you want me to open it for you?"

"If you don't mind."

She turns the envelope in her hand and slides a finger from corner to corner, ripping the envelope open and pulling out the letter. She begins to read and Klaus watches her face for any indication of what the letter says. When she finishes she neatly folds it and hands it back over to him. "You, Klaus Mikaelson," she begins, "are officially a published author."

He grabs the letter from her hand and opens it, scanning it completely to see for himself.

Dear Mr. Mikaelson,

It was our hope that you were able to find the inspiration and passion to bring your story to life. After careful consideration, and with the addition of your recent character, we have decided to publish ten issues of your graphic novel, "Hybrid".

Klaus is beside himself as he lets out a roar of laughter. "I can't believe it!" he exclaims.

"Congratulations!" she tells him and joins him in laughter. "I'm so proud of you." He turns and kisses her, and Caroline laughs at the pure joy and giddiness that he is expressing. "What did you change? What made them decide you were ready?"

He leaves her side once more and shuffles back to his desk. He finds a copy of his cover art and brings it to her. Caroline grabs hold and takes in the image before her. It's a dark cover, with a scary yet familiarly handsome fellow standing in the middle, his eyes yellow and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Beside him is a blonde woman, that his arms are wrapped tightly around and she too shows a monstrous yet enigmatic gleam in her eye.

"Is this...is this me?" she asks him.

"Candice Calhoun," he chuckles. "I can still change the name, if you don't like it."

She doesn't know what to say. He's captured her perfectly and she loves seeing herself through his eyes. Strong, and frightening, yet beautiful and full of light. She traces her fingers across the drawing and turns her head back to him. "It's beautiful. Thank you."

"Thank you," he tells her. "If I hadn't met you, I'm not sure if I ever would've been published. You are without a doubt the most awe inspiring and wonderful surprise I could never have imagined on my own."

Caroline palms his face and brushes her lips lightly against his. She looks back at the picture with one burning question remaining.

"So, what superpower do I have?"

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