It's two weeks later when he hears a thud in the doorway of his bedroom.

He turns around from his easel and his mouth drops open. She's in a long coat that reaches her knees, fastened with a belt that's tied in a quick bow in the middle of her waist. He steps closer, eyeing the massive suitcase that she puts her large handbag on top of.

"I told you I'd come back," she whispers, smiling shyly at him. "Caroline," he breathes, breaking out in to a grin as he flashes in front of her, stopping to stare in disbelief.

"I'm sorry it took me so long to realise," she smiles up at him, "But I love you. I was losing myself because I didn't have anything to hold on to. I needed to make sure that you were the person that would never leave me. I believe that now. I love you and I'm not afraid anymore."

"I'm yours, Caroline, I've always been yours," he tells her, cupping her face and kissing her sweetly on the lips. Her hands hold his neck lightly, giving in for a moment. She pushes him away slowly and shuts the door behind her.

His eyebrows scrunch together in confusion and she smirks at him, pulling the belt open. He swallows, watching it fall from her shoulders to the floor. The material pools at her feet and she steps out of it.

His eyes roam over her body. Black heeled ankle boots, black stockings clipped to the dark lace briefs, a matching blue bra and nothing else.

He meets her eyes and she's smiling, her head tilted to the right so her hair cascades over her shoulder. A sudden growl escapes his throat and he pulls her in to him, smashing their lips together in a deep and passion fuelled kiss.

The bed creaks with the weight of two bodies dropping on to it and he hovers over her, kisses littering her neck and chest as she kicks off her heels. Her fingers make quick work of his shirt buttons, running over his chiseled chest and memorizing every part of him by touch. As she pushes off his shirt, she feels his strong arms in admiration.

His shirt and jeans end up across the room by the time he's figured out the clasps on her stockings and rid her of them.

His body rolls over hers and wimpers, her eyes closed as he nips at her jaw and neck with his front teeth. His hand cups her breast and he begins kneading it, toying with her over the thin material. His other hand runs over the left side of her body and sneaks between her legs.

He's wanted her for so long. He wants to make sure that she's ruined for anyone else who tries.

She knows that he's never letting her go, and she never wants him to. She's in love with him. She's in love with the way he caresses her, takes his time to pleasure her alone. She loves the way he looks at her, even in their most innocent interactions. She loves him, with all her heart, just as he loves her with all of his heart.

He pushes his finger inside her and she moans, arching her hips as he teases her. His hand presses on her chest, keeping her down as her nails dig in to his shoulders. His lips and tongue trial down her stomach and she almost bursts with anticipation.

Another finger pushes in to her and she groans, one hand fisting his hair as he sucks on the skin of her stomach and the the other balling the material of the pillow.

His fingers move in and out of her in a rhythm and he loves how wet she is for him. "Nik," she pants, looking down at him with wide blue eyes. He smirks, pulling his fingers out of her and chuckling as she grumbles in distaste.

He tears away her underwear, leaving her naked before him. His head ducks down between her legs and she gasps, loudly moaning in shock as his tongue and fingers begin their sweet torture once again. "Nik," she cries, feeling her herself reaching her climax.

She's tightening around his fingers and his tongue swirls around her. She cries out his name, screaming it as she climaxes around his fingers. He presses his tongue against her, tasting her release before moving back over her.

She comes down from her high and tears away his boxers impatiently. "I need you, now," she growls, tugging on his necklaces until they're lost in a greedy kiss.

They pull apart and he stares in to her eyes, watching the blue burst in to red as he thrusts suddenly inside her. She screams out his name and he pounds in to her hard and fast, claiming her with every thrust.

She throws him on to his back and straddles him, slamming down on him as he jerks up to meet her. The sound of skin hitting skin echoes in the room and he watches her with her red eyes and dark veins, her fangs out as she pants in ecstasy whilst enjoying the sight of her breasts bouncing up and down with her movements.

He sits up, pressing their bodies together as his face breaks out in to it's hybrid form. He loses control, their animalistic and raw passion overwhelming them both. He sinks his fangs in to her neck and she yells out in bliss, copying him and leaning down to bite into him.

Blood fills their mouths and they're on a high like no other. They release together, a moan humming over his skin as he groans against her neck. His fangs retract and she takes a bit more blood to make sure she heals. When she removes her fangs, he pulls her down on to the bed with him, sliding out of her and pulling the covers over them both.

"I'm never letting you go again," he warns with a smile, breathing heavily as her legs tangle with his. Her arm lies over his stomach, her chin resting on top of it. The silk sheet just reaches the bottom of her waist and the tops of his hips. "I'm never leaving again," she smiles, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his lips.

The door bursts open and they look over to see Kol smirking at them, Rebekah smiling and Elijah coming up behind them. "Get out!" Klaus roars, throwing a pillow in their direction. It hits none of them as Elijah drags the younger siblings away.

"Welcome to the family, darling," Kol calls out, laughing loudly as Rebekah begins hissing at him and Elijah just sighs. She turns back to Klaus and smirks, pressing kisses over his torso. He growls playfully and rolls them over, ready to make up for lost time and ready to spend the rest of forever with his perfect queen.

AN: That's it. Hope you liked it. Was it a good ending or not? Review?