So, it's been a while and I apologise for that! But, I've been so busy with exams and stuff and if you follow me on tumblr (captnklaroline), you will obviously know that! However, as of Thursday, all of my exams are over and I don't start university until the end of October so I have a very long Summer ahead of me which is great because I can write! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this one! However, this is technically the last one so I'm marking this story as complete. Saying that, I probably will be writing an epilogue at some point!

- Shauna! xo

The two of them must doze off, sometime after that round because the next thing he realises is that something extremely irritating is poking against his ribs and he frowns, unable to distinguish where it's coming from or rather what it is.

His frown deepens as he shifts in his sleep, and he turns to the left. His arm wraps around the blonde curled into him and his head buried itself into her hair as his fingers tighten over the naked skin of her stomach, his thumb caressing her skin lightly.

He vaguely hears a cough, followed by footsteps and the slamming of a door. It takes a few moments before it registers with him, however.

His eyes flutter open just as he feels the girl at his side jut forward, her arm resting protectively at the cover at her breasts.

Caroline's eyes are thinned, forming a glare at the person at the edge of the bed and he already knows there's an angry retort on her lips before she even speaks.

It takes a while for his sleep induced state to realise that it's Enzo at the end of the bed, a smug look on his face as he crosses his arms over his chest.

"Enzo," he hears Caroline hisses. "Get out!"

Enzo snorts, and shifts from foot to foot.

"Good to see you too, cousin," he grins.

Cousin? Klaus supposed that made sense. Enzo did have quite a few of Caroline's mannerisms.

Her eyes narrow further.

"What do you want? I'm kind of busy."

Enzo looks at Klaus, his eyebrows raising before the flicker pointedly back to Caroline.

"Clearly."

Caroline huffs, and her arms fold over her chest, as she glares at her cousin and Klaus has slowly become more awake at this point as he slides up the bed awkwardly, resting against the pillows at his back as he props himself up on his elbow.

"What do you want?" Caroline repeats, her eyes trained on Enzo, as he edges towards the door.

A false innocent look crosses his face, as his hand pauses on the doorknob, his fingers twisting around the metal, and he twists his head to face them.

"I just thought you'd want to know..."

Caroline's eyebrows raise expectantly as she hurries him to continue.

"Yes?"

"That the sheriff is on her way?"

"What?" Caroline practically screeches the word, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She's so loud that it almost makes Klaus jump out of the bed, his own eyes widening in alarm.

Enzo merely smirks at her, and Caroline reaches for the first thing she can find until she can throw it at him, which so happens to be a pillow, and so doesn't do the damage to his face that she was hoping for.

Enzo shrugs it off when he catches the thrown pillow in his hands, and throws it back on the bed.

"I just thought you'd want to know before she catches you in the act with your new beau."

Caroline's eyes flicker to Klaus, and she bites her lip as her eyes trail over his form, and Klaus bites back a smirk at her obvious oggling, and he can't help the smug comment he lets out.

"Did you not see enough last night, sweetheart?" he grins.

Enzo's lips twitch at the comment, and he also buts in.

"And this morning?" he adds, with emphasis.

Caroline's head flips back around to his, her eyes narrowing once more.

Enzo rolls his eyes, as his arms fold over his chest.

"You weren't exactly quiet, Caroline," he informs her.

Klaus can't stop the smirk that he lets out at the comment, but Caroline merely twists her head to glare at him.

He holds his hands up in surrender.

"Easy, love," he mutters.

She shakes her head and he hears Enzo chuckle as he looks up, but his lips press together quickly when he becomes the victim of Caroline's anger.

"What did I do?" Enzo protests.

"You couldn't tell her I wasn't here?" she demands.

"I tried. You know Liz," he grins, "She never believes a word I say, anyway."

"A wise decision," Caroline mutters, partially under her breath.

This time, it's Enzo that is shooting Caroline a nasty scowl, but she merely shoots him a sly grin, seemingly forgetting her anger before she shakes her head, a loud, dramatic sigh on her lips.

"When is she going to be here?" she asks grumpily.

Enzo shrugs.

"Since she called twenty minutes ago, I'd say any minute now."

Caroline lets out a loud shriek.

"And you're just now telling me?"

"I'm not just now telling you," he narrows his eyes. "You weren't exactly easy to wake up, especially with you snuggled into someone else. And naked, I might add. I couldn't exactly drag you out of bed for the fear of my virgin eyes being tainted," he sniffs.

Klaus chuckles at the comment, just as Caroline grumbles.

"Virgin eyes, my ass," she mutters.

"Anyway," Enzo grins as he steps back. "Sheriff Liz will be here any minute so chop, chop. I'll meet the two of you downstairs."

There's a beat and then Enzo's out of the door, the slamming of the wood echoing behind him.

Klaus sits up as Caroline jumps out of bed, and takes the cover with her, wrapping it tightly around her frame.

He raises an eyebrow at the way her eyes dart around the room, and how she stumbles as she searches for her clothes, which are scrambled all around the guest bedroom, and he can't help but notice that it's a far cry from the girl who seduced him last night.

"Is there a reason for the sheet?" he wonders aloud.

She pauses to shoot him an incredulous look.

He grins, as her eyes flutter over his form once more and pause on his already half hard cock. She shakes her head and mutters something to herself, that vaguely sounds like "Get it together, Caroline".

There's still a grin on his lips as he jumps out of the bed and goes about searching for his own clothes.

He watches as she shrugs into her own jeans, and she bends down to pick up her bra and her top before she fastens the button on her jeans.

"It's nothing I didn't see last night, love," he tells her as he finds his jeans, shrugging into them as he stands behind her.

His hand rests on her waist and he grins at the way she simultaneously shivers and relaxes into his touch, leaning back against his torso.

"Klaus," she sighs, as his hands slither around her bare waist, and dance along the hem of her jeans.

He smiles as he presses a kiss to her neck, watches as it raises goosebumps on her skin.

He spins her around and greets her properly with a kiss, and she groans into it, her hands reaching up to tangle into his hair. His hand incircle her waist and pull her more firmly into him, and he groans at the heat he feel from her, along with her bare torso pressing against his.

He swipes into the hot cave of her mouth, his tongue curling around hers briefly before he finds the willpower to pull away, a genuine smile on his lips.

He raises an eyebrow.

"Don't you need to get ready, sweetheart?" he asks, smugly.

She curses under her breath and she stumbles around the room until she can find a hair tie.

"This is your fault," she tells him as she stands in front of the mirror.

He chuckles as he shrugs into his dark henley.

"And how is that, sweetheart?"

She narrows her eyes at him through the mirror as he comes to stand behind her, his large hands settling on her waist.

"You're the one that coaxed me into that last round and if we didn't go another time, I would have been wide awake and ready right now."

He shrugs.

"I can't deny that I suppose," he comments lightly. "But I don't regret it."

He lets that hang in between them for a few moments before he goes to disentangle himself from her, but he's suprised, more than surprised, when Caroline's hands are clutching at his wrists and keeping his arms wrapped around her.

His eyes flicker up to hers in the mirror in question.

"Neither do I," she tells him quietly and he smiles at her reflection back in the mirror.

She lets him stand back as he shakes his head, his fingers weaving through his hair, as to avoid the impression that he had just had sex.

"So," he comments as she pulls her hair up in the tie, "How do you know the sheriff?"

She laughs quietly and she shakes her head, and he looks up at her questioningly.

"Sorry," she giggles, again. "I forget your new in town."

He raises an eyebrow once more.

"She's my mother."

He lets that settle for a moment and he figures it would be best if the two of them went downstairs.

Caroline laughs again as she turns around to face him.

"You should see your face," she giggles. "You look like you're going in for the slaughter."

He laughs it off, shrugging as he tugs her towards him by her belt loops.

"I don't mind as long as you're by my side," he murmurs, and she smiles right back at him, so he knows he's made the right decision.

"Ditto," she comments.

He licks his bottom lip as her eyes flicker down to his lips, and he groans as she leans it to press a soft, lingering kiss to his lips.

He keeps it light, his lips moving softly against hers, as her fingers reach up to rest at the nape of his neck, just as his hands wrap around her waist and pull her towards him until she's pressed tightly against every line of his clothed body.

He pulls away, regretfully, and his forehead presses against hers.

"We should go downstairs," he murmurs.

She nods but he watches as her lips curve up.

"Yeah."

They don't move for another few minutes but when they shut the door behind them, he stalls and looks back at her.

"Caroline?"

She hums, and pauses in her footsteps as she looks back at him.

"Yes?"

"Will you go on a date? With me?" He gulps back the nerves and hopes she doesn't notice the way his hands shake.

Caroline just grins, a happy look on her face that he most definitely wants to see more of.

She sighs dramatically, her eyes rolling.

"I thought you'd never ask," she giggles.

He raises an eyebrow, as she leans in towards him, clearly opting for a kiss.

"That wasn't an answer," he tells her pointedly.

She rolls her eyes once more.

"Of course, Klaus."

She grins, her head tipping to the side.

"Now kiss me," she demands.

This time, he sighs dramatically.

"If I must," he teases, and he cuts off her speech as he presses his lips softly against hers.

(He thinks he must already be halfway in love with her.)

I hope you all enjoyed this one! Let me know what you think in a review3

- Shauna, xo