Caroline Forbes opened her envelope with a sense of interest and dread.

Her interest was wondering what her gift would be this time. Her dread was knowing who it was from.

A slip of thick creamy paper fell to the floor. Caroline saw a painting of the sunrise on it. Flipping the paper over she read: "Caroline, the sunrise is nothing compared to your beauty. Your eyes are all the sky I need. – Klaus."

Scowling, Caroline slipped it into a folder with all the other poems, letters, painting, sketches and even a mix tape, yes a mix tape, she had been given by him.

As sweet, (no, not sweet, creepy, Caroline scolded herself) as Klaus was, Caroline knew that this had to come to an end. It had been three weeks since she had rejected him.

This ended tonight.

"This needs to stop." Caroline was quick and straight to the point as she approached Klaus at the bar of the local grill.

"What needs to stop?" Klaus asked innocently, fluttering his long lashes at her.

"The art work. The letters. The freaking mix tape… this isn't the seventies any more Klaus! This… whatever it is… needs to stop! Now!" Caroline angrily crossed her arms across her chest.

"I was unaware my attempts to woo you would bother you." Klaus replied politely.

"Don't try and use your charm on me." Caroline sneered. "You will never woo me! You're the reason Tyler's gone!"

"When was the last time Tyler even called you?" Klaus interrupted.

Caroline paused. "A while ago." She admitted. "But I'm sure he just doesn't want to hurt me."

"Hmmm." Klaus mused. "Or because you both know that it won't go any where."

"If you forced him to do something because he's sired, I swear…."

"Oh relax." Klaus waved his hand. "I did no such thing. But," he took a sip of his drink. "I'm not giving up on you."

"And why is that?"

"Because." Klaus looked up at her. "You are the most beautiful thing I have seen in a hundred years." He stood leaning his head towards hers. "I'd be stupid to let you go."

Then he was gone, and as much as Caroline would hate to admit it, she felt a little breathless.