Hello dear readers!

I am so so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. It was really fun to write. Thank you for all of the wonderful and blushing reviews. I'm so flattered by all the compliments and I'm very appreciative. Thank you.

I answered most of you who asked, but for those I didn't get a chance to PM, my answer is Yes. I will write a drabble in which Klaus proposes to Caroline. It will happen in Rome like I mentioned in the epilogue of my first story. But as you all have realized, I like to skip around and not write everything in order, nor do I write continuous fluff or continuous angst. My personal life is a bit of a rollercoaster and so are my writing habits. Hehe

Anyway, this drabble isn't as long as the last one. I have a bit of writer's block right now but this came to me so I had to get it out.

*takes place between Chapter 15 and the Epilogue (italics are parts from those chapters)

Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to TVD; I just love its characters.

Hours later, Caroline found herself arching in pleasure underneath him again. He told her he wanted to apologize for taking her on the kitchen table so he carried her to a bedroom.

After they both came down from their fourth wave of euphoria they laid tangled in each other's embraces.

Caroline raised herself on one elbow as she laid next to him and smiled. Klaus covered her hand that was resting on his chest while his other was underneath his head. He saw her contagious smile and he couldn't help but smile back.

"So, back to Paris?" she asked.

He smirked at her. "Precisely."

~TVD~

Caroline woke up and for a moment she panicked. She had forgotten where she was. The room she was in was large and bare. It had a single painting on one of the walls and the aside from the bed, the rest of the furniture was covered in white sheets. She forgot she was in Klaus' Manhattan penthouse, a place of his he hadn't used in at least a decade.

She sat up and clutched the thin sheet to her naked body and sighed because she was alone. She ran her hand through her hair and pressed her lips together. Her mouth was still sore from the bruising kisses he had given her but she'd take those kisses again simply because she knew how broken he was and all she wanted to do was make him happy again.

Last night their reunion was intense but she knew they weren't done talking about it. She had disappeared for six weeks. Left him. She knew he wasn't done talking about it.

She slid off the bed, wrapping the sheet around her body, and set off to look for him. She tiptoed down the hall and then quietly descended the stairs. Checking all of the rooms, she finally came to the conclusion that she was indeed by herself. She found her clothes scattered in the kitchen and reluctantly dressed herself, wishing she had other clothes to put on instead.

She rounded the corner and noticed the front door he kicked open was now leaning against the wall next to the doorframe. While normally she'd wonder about anyone walking in, those thoughts were vanished when she saw a man standing outside of the door entrance, his back facing her. Taking a chance she approached him and was about to step out the door when suddenly he turned around and addressed her.

"Miss Forbes, is there something you need?"

The man looked to be no older than she was. "Um, no. Who are you?"

"My name is David. Is there something you need?"

"Where is Nik?"

He looked uneasy at her question. "By Nik, do you mean Klaus?"

It was his tone that gave him away. It was the look in his eyes that told her she knew exactly what he was. "Yes," she answered him.

"Klaus said he would be back shortly and you shouldn't worry."

A hybrid. He actually had a hybrid guarding the door. She decided to test out her limits. "Oh okay well I think I'll just go down and find a coffee shop." She went to move past him but he blocked her path.

"I'm sorry Miss Forbes but I can't let you do that. Klaus said that he would be back shortly."

"I can't go get a cup of coffee?" she complained.

"I have strict instructions," the hybrid replied.

She groaned loudly. "Did he say exactly when he'd be back?"

The hybrid was about to reply but he was cut off by another voice.

"Right about now," Klaus said as he came walking through the doorway. "Thank you David. Off you go now." The hybrid left immediately.

"What was that about?" Caroline questioned as Klaus came toward her.

"Good morning, love," he smiled at her and then gave her a kiss on the cheek. "It was just a precaution."

Caroline accepted the coffee he handed her but was still confused. "A precaution to what?"

Klaus walked into the one of the living rooms and she followed. She watched him as he set the duffle bag he'd been carrying on one of the sofas. "Well, I did kick down the door yesterday, sweetheart, and being that I had to take care of some things this morning I didn't want to leave you exposed to an intruder."

The excuse was lame. They both knew that she could handle a robber or any human really. And she doubted that anyone supernatural would know she was even there because her being in his Manhattan penthouse wasn't planned. But she took a sip from her coffee and smiled because he remembered the way she liked it.

"I brought back some clothes for you, love. You have some choices," he smiled at her.

"You're in a good mood," she said setting her coffee down on the nearby table. She moved to look in the duffle back.

He came behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Yes, and you're my reason for it." He kissed her cheek again and then sat down in one of chairs.

Caroline juggled between her choices and eventually raised a black sundress to her eyes, It had a pink, red, and yellow flowers patterned on it and the smile on her face assured Klaus he did well in shopping for her.

"I have to handle something today, love."

"Oh?" Caroline couldn't help in hiding the disappointment in her voice.

"Yes. I need to take a visit to Atlanta, Georgia. Care to join me?"

She found it strange that he was asking her. She assumed that since that had been separated for six weeks, he would want her by his side no matter what, no questions asked. "Sure," she replied not knowing what he really wanted.

He nodded his head once and then stood up. "Alright, we'll be leaving here soon then. Once I've finished, we'll head back to Paris from there."

With that he walked out of the room, leaving Caroline to dress herself but even more so confused.

~TVD~

When Klaus had woken that morning he found himself relieved at the sight of Caroline asleep next to him but he also realized he was still aggravated. Upset. Hurt.

Even after they cried in each other's arms yesterday, and then afterwards made love, he was still pained by the fact that she had indeed left him without a word, without any intention of being found.

He wanted to understand why she did it. He wanted to be able to forgive her but he had never forgiven someone before. The feeling was completely foreign to him.

They were now walking on the busy streets of Manhattan weaving through tourists. Klaus held Caroline's hand tightly as he guided her into a waiting limo that was parked on the corner of the block.

"Where are we going?" she asked as she settled in her seat.

Klaus pulled her to his side though and wrapped his arm around her. He wasn't content with space between them and he wasn't sure if he'd ever be. "We're headed to Atlanta, Georgia. The plane is waiting for us."

Caroline watched him as he looked ahead as he spoke. He seemed distance and yet he was holding her to him. She couldn't understand him and it scared her.

~TVD~

The pilots finally closed the cockpit's door and Klaus and Caroline took their seats on his private jet. He had held her hand as soon as they got out of the limo until they were inside of the plane.

She felt them lift off from the ground and watched Klaus visibly relax. "Nik, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, sweetheart." He glanced at her for a moment but then took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "Here, you haven't fed today." He handed her a blood bag and she accepted it without hesitation.

She watched him recline his chair and eventually he fell asleep.

As he slept, Caroline went over everything they said to each other since yesterday. She thought about everything she told him and she still couldn't understand why he was being so distant.

~TVD~

Atlanta wasn't nearly as busy as Manhattan but Caroline couldn't judge it fairly since Klaus didn't give her enough time to actually see the city. After they got off the plane, he took her hand and they went into another limo. They didn't drive long because before she knew they were parked outside of what seemed to be a warehouse.

"Where are we?" Caroline asked, finally breaking the silence between them.

"It's one of seventy-two locations. I have something of mine here. I also need to dismiss a coven and a group of hybrids and then we can be on our way."

Holding her hand he led her up the steel staircase that clung to the side of the building. As soon as they walked inside she gasped. The entire floor was painted with maps of America, of Europe, of the world.

As they continued to walk further in, she saw pictures of herself plastered onto 'Missing Person' posters. All the maps had pins of possible locations she'd been at. There were numbers tacked onto boards, paperwork sitting in front of computers that displayed a sort of tracking system on the screens. A list of names and numbers of police stations and detective agencies were categorized according to location and language. Blurred pictures of blonde women, or possibly her, were also on the walls.

And that wasn't all. As they rounded the corner, she saw the other side of the floor that was everything supernatural. Pentagons were painted on the floors, crystals hung on the walls. Amulets hovered over still burning embers. One of seventy-two locations. His words echoed in her mind and she could hardly believe there were locations just like this one all over the world.

A woman appeared from a doorway. "Klaus."

"Aaleya you and your coven are no longer needed. Contact the other coven leaders at the other locations and dismiss them from my orders."

She sighed in relief. The dark circles under her eyes were evidence enough that Klaus had been relentless in his orders.

"Do you have the bracelet?"

"Yes," the witch responded, handing him over the bracelet he gave Caroline over a year ago.

"Obviously she is with me now but did the bracelet help your coven at all?"

Aaleya shook her head. "It was not in her possession long enough to act an item under her possession."

Caroline watched his jaw hardened and she knew his mind went back to the memory of when she wrenched the bracelet free of her wrist and threw on the floor before as if it were trash.

"Good to know," was his response as he tucked the bracelet in his pocket. "You may leave now."

She merely nodded and then glared at Caroline before she left the building.

"Who was that?" Caroline asked but her voice wavered. She was beginning to feel a range of emotions from of all this. She was frustrated from him being so quiet but most of all she was starting to feel guilty.

"Ah, Daniel. Are the other locations shut down like I asked?" Klaus addressed as a man walked in, worn-looking and stressed.

Klaus finally looked at Caroline and she saw a flash of pain in his eyes before he put a mask back on of nonchalance.

"Yes, Klaus."

Caroline numbly sat down in one of the chairs and watched as Klaus continued to talk with the hybrid. She watched him as he did what would be equivalent to business in their world. Dressed in his traditional Henley and dark jeans, she watched him become so stern and commanding and she was reminded that he was a man of many different sides and pasts.

"Excellent. Now why don't you tell me this precise locations just so that I know we are on the same page."

The hybrid nodded and began to list off all of the places Klaus had set up as headquarters to search for her. Caroline eyes widened as the list seemed to go on and on. She heard the name of almost every state of America, but when the hybrid started to list off countries she hadn't even been to her eyes began to water.

During the past six weeks Klaus had been very busy and it was all in the pursuit of her.

"Will that be all?" the hybrid asked and Caroline could see how exhausted he was. She couldn't imagine how the rest of his pack looked.

"Yes. You can leave," Klaus replied simply.

As the hybrid began to leave Caroline couldn't help herself from speaking. "Daniel?" she hoped that was his name. She was reassured when he turned to face her. She smiled weakly at him. "Thank you. I can't imagine everything you and your pack have gone through in the past six weeks but please know that I'm grateful."

Daniel's eyes softened and then he just nodded at Caroline before he left.

At the sound of the door shutting, Klaus and Caroline were left to themselves. "You wanted me to see this, didn't you?" she began as she wiped her cheeks free of tears.

Klaus crossed his arms and leaned against one of the walls. "Yes."

"Are you still mad at me?" she asked him as silent tears continued to trail down her face.

When he looked at her he sighed heavily because he hated to see her cry. Absolutely hated to see her in any pain. "Caroline—"

"Because if you are," she interrupted, "Please just tell me. Get it out of your system." She felt herself become angry. "Go ahead. Tell me you're mad at me."

She walked around one of the many desks and placed her hands flat on the surface. Klaus watched her as her head hung low. She breathed out heavily and he knew they would have to have it out. He wanted to forgive her but he didn't know where to begin. "You left me, love."

Her head shot up. "Because you lied," she defended.

It was that statement that finally broke his silence. "And you were a coward. You couldn't face me and talk to me."

"A coward huh? Well how about you being pathetic? You kept Tyler away from me, made me believe that he died so that you could sweep in and be my knight in shining armor."

He stepped forward and slammed his hands flat on the surface of the desk, facing her directly. "I said I was sorry, Caroline! I went to Mystic Falls looking for you, remember? I flew to that bleeding town to tell you, to show you how sorry I was."

"But—"

"Rebekah too," he cut her off, "she went with me to apologize to you for what she did to Elena. She went and apologized to Stefan and now they're engaged."

Caroline couldn't hold her surprise as she gasped. "They're engaged?"

"Yes," he bit out, "And I waited for you, for hours hoping you would come back but you never did. You ran, Caroline." Klaus' face contorted into one of pain. Before he had been seething but now he was on the brink of crying. "You ran and you didn't give me a chance to make it up to you."

She began to cry as she listened to him. "Nik—"

"I watched you. I saw you and Tyler together. I watched as you two spoke to one another, laughed with one another, held one another." He straightened up and ran a hand through his hair before he looked at her again. "You don't think I don't know that Tyler could make you happy? He loves you, I am not blind, of course he can make you happy. I know what I did wasn't fair but you just walked away without a word."

"You wouldn't have let me go," she explained as she cried.

"Of course I wouldn't have let you go! Bloody hell Caroline, you are mine! I am never going to let you go but you seem to not understand that," he fumed as his own tears spilled over.

She buried her face in her hands. "I'm sorry, okay! I am. I'm sorry."

Klaus walked around the desk, closing the distance and grabbed her face between his hands. "Say it again."

He was looking at her with so much need she felt the air leave her body. Last night she thought they had reconciled but now she knew she was wrong. Being around him for nearly a year should have taught her that he wasn't familiar with expressing himself. The intense relationship they had was just as new to him as it was for her. He was broken because of her and he needed to hear her say the words because after six weeks she still felt like a mirage to him, even against his skin. "I'm sorry," she said again.

He kissed her hard as he sharply tugged her body flush against his. She whimpered as she kissed him back. She kissed him with all the love she had for him as her hands held onto his shoulders tightly.

Klaus groaned at the feel of her lips moving against his. He kissed her harder and forced his tongue into her sweet mouth and savored her, groaning as his hands traveled down her body only to roam back up again.

He broke their kiss and rested his forehead against hers. They were both breathing harshly as they looked into each other's eyes.

Caroline reached up and caressed his damp cheek. He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them he inwardly smiled. He reached up and ran his hand through her long blonde tresses. "Sweetheart, I wished for you to see this because I wanted you to see how serious I am. I am never letting you go." He cradled her head in his hands and brushed his lips on her forehead, her temples, her nose. "Let it sink in, love. Say it. Tell yourself I'm never letting you go."

She held his wrists as she stared back at him. "You're never letting me go," she repeated.

"Never." He dipped his head low and kissed the side of her neck. "Say it again, sweetheart."

"You're never letting me go." He rubbed her upper arms reassuringly. She moved her hand to fiddle with his necklaces and it occurred to her that she didn't know the story behind them but it didn't matter. She had time to find out because "You're never going to let me go," she said again.

"Never, Caroline." He drew her body closer to his. "Never. You're mine."

"Never," she echoed numbly, lost in the sea of his blue eyes but completely aware of who she was when she was with him.

Never.

Never letting go.

Never.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

Forever.

The words repeated over and over again in her mind and the meaning finally sunk in. The weight of them finally hit her. The meaning of Forever was used so differently when she was human, so nonchalantly. The weight of forever could never be conceived by humans because their lives would never be defined by it. But as a vampire, Caroline was now, in this moment, grasping the meaning.

Her body stiffened and Klaus knew she finally understood. She gasped and tried to step away but he wouldn't let her. He pulled her back to him and held her tightly to his chest. He heard her whimper and he pressed his lips to her forehead before he spoke.

"You understand now." He lifted her face. "You understand that you can't runaway because I won't let you. This is what I'll do if you do." Her eyes followed the gaze of his as he looked around, glancing at all the paperwork and orders he made over the weeks. He looked at her again. "I have no limits in matters where you are concerned because I vowed to myself long ago that I would protect you and love you with every fiber of my being. I'm greedy with you, Caroline, because I'm in love with you."

Klaus knew he was overwhelming her. He knew he sounded like a possessive man. He knew the building they were in made him look obsessive. He knew and he didn't care because it was only the truth. For the past six weeks he felt as if he couldn't breathe so right now he couldn't help but overwhelm her. He was indeed possessive of her and he wasn't shy in showing anyone that, least of all her.

"So please, my love, don't do it again." He pressed his forehead to hers and closed his eyes taking comfort in her sweet vanilla lavender scent. "Please. I need you."

Caroline had silently wept while he spoke. She knew that he loved her but she never imagined how deep his love was for her and she was incredibly relieved because during their time apart, she learned that she was madly in love with him too. But being immortalized at the age of seventeen and then to fall so deep in love at the still would-be young age of eighteen, she herself thought she was being dramatic. After all, she hadn't even finished high school and she wondered why the most experienced and knowledgeable immortal would love her so passionately. But for some reason he did.

He said he needed her. He walked the earth for over one thousand years and he could have anything he wanted but he didn't just want her. He needed her.

"I need you too," she began. He opened his eyes and sighed when she cupped his face, gently wiping his tears with her thumbs. "Leaving you was the worst thing I've ever done in my life." Her stare leveled with his neck for moment as she gathered her words. And then she chuckled and she gave him a half smile. "I'm not good with words like you are."

He tilted his head and returned her smile but then it faded when he saw how serious she became.

"I won't ever do it again. I don't want you to let me go," she choked, "God, Nik I love you so much, I… ugh I just want to stop crying!" she stepped back for a moment and wiped her away her tears with the back of her hand. She ran her other hand frustratingly through her hair.

"Sweetheart—"

"No! You have to understand," she shook her head and rolled her eyes, mad at herself for not being able to form her words like he could because her heart was just as possessive as his. She clutched at his shirt at his chest, "I would go after you too, you know. I'm so sorry for—"

"Caroline, no more." She had apologized enough and he just wanted to make her happy again.

"No, you no more! You're always the one to make me feel better. This is all my fault." She glanced around their surroundings again but then she laid her hand on his heart. "This is my fault and I want you to know how much I love you."

Caroline pushed him so that he leaned back on the desk, his feet still planted on the floor, making his eyes leveled with hers. He watched her as she stepped in between his legs and saw the hunger and passion swimming in her eyes. Tenderly cupping his face, she kissed him, at first slowly but the longer she continued the more urgent and, to his surprise, aggressive she became. "You are amazing," she breathed against his mouth making him groan. He moved his hands that were resting on her hips to her back and pushed her closer to him. Her hands went into his hair and she pressed her lips to his again, gliding her tongue along his bottom lip until he sighed, loving how she was touching him. She plunged her tongue into his mouth and caressed his, intimately savoring how sweet he was. She could taste the tangy flavor of blood that was laced within him, centuries of vampirism making him an aphrodisiac. Caroline moaned as he tilted her head to deepen the kiss as his tongue began to battle with hers. But she didn't want to be kissed, she wanted to kiss him. She moved her hand to the back of his head and yanked his hair making him hiss but then moan when he felt her lips on his neck, kissing wet trails from underneath his jaw to his collarbone. She ran her tongue through his light scruff until she was able to bite down on his earlobe. "You're mine," she whispered in his ear and it left him breathless as a shudder ran up his spine. He could feel his heart hammering in chest as she snuck a hand under his shirt, her fingers smoothing up his stomach while she buried her lips in his again. She kissed him long and lingeringly, she wanted to take her time and show him, giving him slow compelling kisses that was making his head swim. He abruptly braced his arm on the desk behind him because of how intense she was kissing him and he knew, he knew that in this moment he was totally emasculated because she was the one with his arms around him, holding him close to her as her lips continued their sensuous movements. His hand tangled in her hair as he crushed her lips harder to his only to feel her hand under his jaw, moving his face she could kiss and suckle his neck again. He clung to her when her hand found the small of his back, brushing circles until it smoothed upward in between his shoulder blades. His own hands roamed down her body and he squeezed her backside and then felt up the length of her body until he was cupping her face tenderly, in awe of her beauty and passion. Her hands ran up his inner thighs and then up the sides of his torso underneath his henley. She kissed him possessively, ultimately branding him and his words from the first time they made love rang through her head. Caroline, are you sure? Because after this there is no turning back. The wolf inside me won't allow it. And all she could think was Yes. Oh god yes because I love him so. She began to pull away only for him to pull her back greedily, not wanting her lips to leave his. She lazily peppered warm kisses on his jaw, his cheek, his temple and then she gave him one last kiss on his mouth before leaning back to look at him.

They were both breathless but Klaus was completely taken. Her sweet scent was a cloud around him and he was still basking in the aftershocks of their lustful kissing. She had only kissed him and it made his chest ache. He could still feel her arm wrapped around his neck while her other hand rested on his chest. For a moment he tightened his hold on her hips just to make sure she was real.

When he finally did open his eyes Caroline was smiling at him. He was still in a daze. He opened his mouth to say something but he was at loss for words.

She could see he was speechless so she began to laugh and only seconds later did her join her. He wrapped his arms around her just to hug her.

He pulled the bracelet from his pocket and clasped it around her wrist and she smiled because there was no way she was going to return it now.

"Are you hungry?" he finally asked.

"For?" She smirked.

He raised his eyebrows and returned her smirk. "For food, my love."

She smiled softly and nodded.

Klaus couldn't take her out of that building fast enough. Both of them now just wanted to move on and be happy that they were together again.

They walked a few blocks and he took her to the World of Coke; they tried every coke flavor from all the countries and she hated the Japanese one. They had lunch in the cafeteria only to continue playing tourist from there.

They perused through the Georgia Aquarium, taking their time wandering through the exhibits while they held hands, but by the afternoon they were on his private plane headed back to Paris.

~TVD~

Silence had never felt so good to Klaus before. All he could really hear was the hum of the jet plane's engines and the steady rhythm of Caroline's breathing as she slept. He was laying on one of the sofas of the plane and Caroline was laying entangled on top of him. He needed sleep himself. The past six weeks had been agonizing for him without her in his arms but at the moment he was too elated to shut his eyes. Instead, he didn't move. He let her sleep because her tired eyes told him she needed rest. He was content to just lay there and lightly stroke her soft skin.

**Well now you all know how I would just love to kiss Joseph Morgan if I ever had a chance to seduce him. Haha

Please review if you have time. Tell me, do you like how Caroline took charge, how she apologized?

I'm willing to take country suggestions again for the next drabble so please don't be shy in asking.

Also, does anyone else forget that Caroline and Klaus aren't a couple on the show? I've read and written so many Klaroline stories that when I watch Caroline reject him I'm like 'Stop it! He is your man and you love him!' Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this way. :]