105 is the number that comes to my head, when I think of all the years I wanna be with you

1oo years later

Klaus watched out the window of their new house by the sea; to him, two years of owning a house still felt like weeks, or even months. Being with Caroline, he saw time drawn out for him like a beautiful sketch that was only now starting reveal its secrets, the reasons why it was so beautiful. He knew they would be, back when he had courted her. Somehow he knew, even with every ounce of drama filling both of their lives. That's what made him keep going back to her. He knew what kind of a life they could have. But he didn't know how amazing this life would feel. How absolutely in love he would be.

Caroline walked into the room and wrapped her arms around him, he looked back at her with a grin and she kissed his cheek. Klaus took one of her hands in both of his and they stared out of the window together, watching the sparkling blue seas float towards the shore.

This has been their life, for the past one hundred years. They had travelled all over the world, sometimes with Hope, and sometimes not, and made the entire planet, their home. There had been so many years of fights, times on the verge of break ups, so many times he'd yelled at her so aggressively it didn't just sound throughout the house, it rung almost for miles. There were times she'd yelled back at him just as fiercely, and slapped him so hard his face was actually red for a little while. When they fought constantly and would only stop if someone broke their train of thought. There were rage-filled months and crying during the night on both ends, he would tear apart a room in the house after having a fight with her, she'd tear up and destroy gifts from him.

But then there were times when they couldn't keep their hands off one another. They kissed in front of the whole family. Outside the compound, there were times when they made out in front of everyone. When they made inside jokes and couldn't stop laughing at Elijah when he kept buttoning and unbuttoning his suit jacket to sit or stand. There were nights that one or both of them was left with a choice; stay here and fight for the relationship whether the other wanted them to or not, or leave. And every time, those night ended in romantic, earth-shattering, passionate lovemaking. There were times when he had to stop yelling at her because she just shut him up with a kiss, and it ended in sex or crying and making-up and just lying in the dark beside each other. There were times when Caroline screamed so fiercely at him but all he could think about was kissing her, and usually he did. Every gift she destroyed he replaced, and every room he tore apart one or both of them set right. There had been many paintings of memories of her, and just her, staring at him with a beautiful smile. He'd gotten gifts from her as well; a new rosary-necklace when the one he always wore broke. There was one night when they had decided to do karaoke and Caroline sang him a song.

Yes, there had been a century of fights, and moments he wishes he could forget when he thought about leaving. But there had also been a century of passion, beautiful love, kissing all day every day, morning kisses, afternoon kisses, and night kisses. They'd made such a beautiful life together.

"Happy birthday, Caroline." He said. Caroline smiled into his neck and he looked back at her.

"You remembered." She replied.

"I told you I would." He said, turning around in her arms.

"Damon said you wouldn't after a while." She replied.

"Well despite his being with Elena he isn't a bright man." He said. Caroline breathed a laugh and they shared a kiss. Then Klaus kissed her forehead.

"I'm going to make you breakfast." He told her, holding her hands in both of his. Then he pulled away and started towards the kitchen. Caroline pulled on his arm.

"Klaus, wait." She protested and he turned back to her. She pulled his head to her and kissed him again, powerfully. He kissed her back and gripped the back of her head in his hand. He pulled away again and they smiled at each other while pressing foreheads.

"I'm not complaining but what was that for?" He asked. Caroline grinned at him.

"Just for being you." She replied. He chuckled in reply and nuzzled her cheek, then went to the kitchen. Caroline looked after him and brushed her arms with her hands, remembering his hands sliding down her skin and shuddering. She travelled to the window, staring out at the sea as Klaus had been doing and smiled. Even after all of their fights, he was still a gentleman, and still was her shoulder, and her ear. All she really needed was him, and loved that there were times it appeared he still felt the same way. As much as she had denied all those decades ago how much he affected her, she's begun to see that feeling was reciprocated tenfold. From all the stories his family shared with her, about his actions before she came back to him; to the moments she spent with him and she saw more to the evil hybrid than she'd ever witnessed before those two years in Mystic Falls.

His family had become hers so well, and her family became his as soon as she said she wanted it to be; Elena, Bonnie's family, Matt. Damon and Stefan now knew a side to Klaus that he threatened should never come to light. Despite the whole world knowing now the hybrid could love more than his plans and his throne. And more than anything, she could see spending the rest of eternity by his side even now. Sure they'd always have a battle to fight, some enemy from his past or a new one trying to take him down, to defeat. Even if it was against each other. But at the end of it, he had her, and she had him. She didn't want to let him down, ever. If that wasn't the perfect ending, she didn't know what was.