Final chapter is now ready. I couldn't resist a really mild reference to my other fanfic 'Enough for now' It's a mild reference but if you want to get the reference to 'the gallery' then read the story by all means, but it's no necessary to read it. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, Favorited or followed. especially ellerose77, Sissymac who have continually made me smile. So big thank you to you too.

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Chapter 4

"Touch her and you die." Klaus' voice was menacing as was his face.

"Listen br-" but the guy's protests were cut short as Klaus looked him squarely in the eyes.

"Why don't you go? Bro." He compelled, adding the last part sarcastically. He nodded slowly and walked away through the crowd. Only a few people noticed but none guessed that he had been compelled. His absence left Klaus and Caroline standing opposite each other. She rounded on him. "Aren't you supposed to go back to your super secret life in New Orleans?"

"That was the plan love, only I realised I never actually said goodbye earlier."

Caroline folded her arms. Their was a burning sensation in her chest, likely to have been caused by the alcohol, but it felt like a fury.

"It was implied. You didn't need to." Her words were harsh once more.

"Well, you know what they say sweetheart, manners and all."

She scoffed. "Well goodbye then." He winced internally at her harshness, their relationship had taken a million steps back. A twinge of guilt lodged in her stomach at the way she was behaving towards him, but she ignored it.

His expression turned into one of concern. "What's wrong, Caroline?"

She looked past him, over his shoulder, to distract herself from the warm sensation in her chest when she heard her name roll off his tongue. To her great dismay, Damon and Elena had now spotted Klaus and were making their way over, pushing through the crowd. Damon raised an eyebrow and pointed at Klaus in a questioning way. She put up her finger in way to tell him to wait, but he didn't. Klaus had noticed the exchange and turned around.

"Ah, I was wondering when they would pop up. No Stefan, I see." She cocked her head to the side and frowned at him, ready to reply. But an overwhelming urge to run away from Damon and Elena's scorn seized her, and at the next time they looked away she seized the oppotunity to take Klaus' hand and duck through the crowd. He followed her but with great surprise. When he opened his mouth to say something she put her finger to her lips to hush him. Both of them stayed silent until they exited the house and entered into the darkness of the night.

"What was all that about then, love?" He asked, once she let go and they had both made it far away from the house so's not to be overheard by any vampiric hearing.

"I just-" she sighed and faltered. They began pacing slowly down the long, grassy hilltop behind the house. The cool breeze brushed over her skin, watching the trees around them. Neither had spoken. He didn't need to ask her to finish the sentence, nor did he need to finish it for her. He understood exactly what she meant without having to say it.

Caroline was tired, she was emotionally exhausted. Why exactly, she didn't know. Today had been like any other day, aside from the fact that she and Tyler had gotten into an arguement over the Original Hybrid who had turned up. Okay, so maybe it was understandable as to why she was exhausted, but being in her head was becoming tiring.

"How's New Orleans?" She asked.

Klaus glanced at her and grinned. He sat down on the grass, watching the treetops sway in the breeze, she sat beside him almost automatically.

"New Orleans is wonderful. The nightlife, the color, the music. It's my second favourite place, love."

She nodded, imagining everything he had seen and done. The entire different culture he had witnessed. "Can I tell you something?" She looked at him, he angled himself opposite her so he could see her face: after all, this trip would be such a waste if he wasn't able to see the one thing he wanted to. A little part of Caroline was disappointed, he had moved further from her and she liked the close proximity. For some messed up reason, it made her feel safe. All the angst she felt aginst him earlier had disappeared.

"Of course sweetheart." He stared into her eyes and she blushed, normally he would have continued, knowing that he could make her blush gave him a great deal of satisfaction. But on this occasion he looked at the surroundings, enabling her to confide in him without embarrassment.

"I actually considered going to New Orleans," she bit her lip, not sure whether she should have told him. He smiled to the side.

"Did you now sweetheart?"

She nodded slowly, not concerntrating on his reaction. "It was after graduation, Tyler hadn't come back yet, Bonnie was gone, Stefan was acting weird, Matt was with Rebecca and Damon and Elena were all shacked up-"

"No change there then, love."

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, don't remind me." There was a few seconds of silence as they both thought.

"Why didn't you call me?" He asked, quietly.

"What?" His words brought her back to reality.

"You should have at least called me if you felt alone." It was killing him to think about how she must have felt. Nobody was there for her, or to hear her melodic laughter, see her face light up as she smiled or just to listen to her sweet voice. He would have given the world to see these little things of her's while he was away from her, yet those who always saw them took them for granted. It infuriated him as to how she allowed them to do that, and the worst part was that she had no idea how he felt. Not even an inkling as to the enormity of his feelings towards her. She was staring at him with a curious expression on her face, but soon masked it when he looked up at her. He had seen it, his heart tugged in his chest when he realised that she had never looked at him like that before.

"I was about to. You know that message you left me?"

"The one you never replied to? Of course I remember it love. I left it." Caroline hit his leg lightly at his attempt guilt trip. He relished at how comfortable she had become around him.

"I listened to it whenever I was alone, and it reminded me that," she paused and looked away from him, "that you were out there. And that I had one friend who thought about me." Caroline purposely called him friend, though in truth she had no idea what to call him. She smiled and gave a short laugh, wiping the beginning of a tear from her eye with her thumb, "So when I finally had enough of being alone, and I had listened to that message for, like, the hundredth time, I went online and I looked up tickets for New Orleans. I even went as far as to book one."

"What stopped you from coming to me?" Klaus asked. The pain in his chest was unbearable. She had been so close to being his. To think that he had thought she hadn't spared him a single emotion, when all that time he had been in her thoughts more than he had known. In his entire life, he never felt such elation and sadness.

"I was all packed, I opened the door, ready to go, and then there was Tyler. Standing there." She laughed at the memory of him standing sheepishly on her doorstep. She had felt so happy it was indescribable. "There was blood on his face and he had a few broken bones. But he had been making his way back to me, slowly, he said something about accidentally making a lot of enemies." She laughed, recalling the sheepish look on his face when he had explained.

Caroline really did love Tyler. She loved how human he was, how boyish he could be. But she didn't realise that she was starting to love Klaus. They both sat in silence. Just listening to the sounds around them; The sound from the party was in the background of their vampiric hearing, there was a slow song playing. He had never hated Tyler more than he had in that moment. He had taken the one person he ever truly loved away. But Tyler couldn't take away this moment. This moment was theirs alone, and he intended to take advantage of it.

"Care to dance, sweetheart?" Klaus stood up and held out a hand to her, a boyish grin, surpassing Tyler's, on his face. She smiled and took it, laughing as he gave another hand to help her up. He put an arm around her waist and another on her hand. She put hers on his shoulder. He could hear the rapid beating of her un dead heart, like music to his ears. If he closed his eyes, he could easily have been back at the gallery.

"Is this our thing?" Caroline murmured, jokingly. She closed her eyes. Without a thinking, he rested his forehead against hers. Realising how intimately close they were, he expected her to draw back and stop. But she merely frowned, eyes still closed, and continued dancing.

"No," he whispered. "This is goodbye."

Her breathing hitched audibly and he took a moment to relish in the fact that his parting was impacting her. Her eyes fluttered open to find his green ones. Klaus' heart jerked.

"Do me one favour?" She whispered back.

"Anything love." Their feet stopped moving, he dropped her hand but continued to hold her waist.

"Say goodbye, like you mean it." Her words almost pleaded, yet there was that reluctant tone. She didn't want him to say goodbye at all. But Caroline needed him to. "You're my friend. You always will be, provided you don't murder anyone I love, know, care about, or anyone undeserving. But I don't think I can handle seeing you at random, unexpected times. So say goodbye like you mean it, please? Say it like this is the last time you'll say it?"

Classic Caroline. She wouldn't give into her desire, she was much too classy for that. Or her own words, she was too smart to be seducedby him. Of course she would pretend not to want to see him again. A smirk crept up on his lips.

"I promise this will be the last time I say goodbye, and I promise to say it like I mean it Caroline." She didn't reply, she continued to stare up into his eyes, disappointed that he had agreed without any protest. The logical part of her mind kept telling her it was all for the best.

"Because," Klaus continued, "the next time I see you I won't say goodbye." He whispered.

"Klaus..." She disapproved, though the rest of her was delighted and confused all at the same time.

"The last time I saw you I told you I intended to be your last love. I mean it." He lifted his forehead off hers, and moved his cheek to hers, taking her hand once more and they continued dancing. "Caroline, I promise that I won't ever say goodbye to you again," he whispered. "I won't need to. You'll be mine eventually. Until then, live, laugh and love. Heck, be a heart breaker." He chuckled.

"Easier said than done, when there's an Original Hybrid threatening every guy who comes close to me." She narrowed her eyes and smiled, lightening the mood.

"Alright, I admit it. But I didn't kill him sweetheart." He reasoned.

"I guess you're improving." She teased.

"I should have." His eyes darkened. "You have no idea how much restraint it took to stop myself when I what he was about to do. I can barely stand it when Tyler touches you, let alone some random boy, love."

"Possessive much?" She whispered back shakily, attempting a single laugh, the feeling of his cheek against hers was overwhelming as were his words.

"In normal instances, yes. But currently, no. You see, I'm already yours, love." At the last part he pulled back to look into her beautiful blue eyes. "I'm just waiting for." He smirked with no trace of happiness. There was a hint of water in his eyes under the moonlight. This was it. Their final goodbye. And after this he had no idea how long it would be until he saw her again. Finally letting go of her, Klaus stepped back. "Goodbye, sweet Caroline." The words rolled off his tongue. Without removing his eyes from her saddened face, he spoke, "don't be too harsh on her mate. It's all on me." Before she could ask what he was talking about, Klaus turned around, Tyler Lockwood was standing behind him. The two men didn't say anything. They just grimaced at each other, until finally Klaus started. "Treat her right Tyler. She's better than you deserve." And with that, Niklaus Mikaelson disappeared into the night, without a glance at Caroline. He wanted to remember her saddened at his parting. Not frowning at his words to the boy hybrid.

"Ty..." She began.

"Klaus came to see me about an hour ago. Apparently he overheard our conversation on the phone. He basically told me to stop being stupid."

"Oh god," she breathed, "I didn't tell him to do that I swear its not my fault. Ty we're friends, and not even good friends-"

"Care," he silenced her, "I- I get it. As much as I hate to say it, he kinda made me realise how wonderful you are."

"So what are you saying?"

"I guess I'm saying... Actually, I'm asking, for your forgiveness. I was a jackass, especially for accusing you of not caring about...well, you know."

She nodded slowly and contemplated it. Rather than thinking about his apology, she was thinking about Klaus. He had always hated Tyler. Yet it was him got him to see sense. What had he said to him?

Though for now, she didn't really care. Tyler was here, he was sorry. And he loved her more than anything else in the world. And she loved him. It would take her a while to come to terms with the possibility that she was falling in love with two people. But for now, she would just be Caroline Forbes. She would live laugh, love. She'd even be a heartbreaker.

She rushed to Tyler and hugged him, enjoying the familiar warmth from his embrace and his comforting smell. Tyler was her first love. And nothing could ever compare to the feeling of first love. Except that of true love.

"Come on," her voice came out broken at the thought but she put on a brave face, "we have a party to get to."

When she had Tyler, everything felt right. She felt human, and her life seemed exactly the way she wanted it. But Klaus... He made her feel loved. Like she was the only person who mattered. The world seemed to stop, and his eyes, they said so much. She felt things around him she never felt before. There was always this knot in her stomach and her heart always beat a little faster. There was no denying her feelings for him.

"You go on ahead." She stopped walking before they reached the porch steps.

"You sure?" Tyler asked as they walked up to the door. She nodded. He walked on ahead as she pretended to fiddle with the strap on her heels.

"Yes, Matt needs someone to party hard with, as soon as possible." She said. When he left she stood up, already knowing Klaus was behind her. She knew him, and she knew he must have been listening. And he the reason for her pretense was to see him. When she looked at him, she put her finger up to his lip to stop him talking. Biting her lip, she spent a second thinking about her decision, but went ahead anyway. Niklaus could only open his eyes wide in shock as Caroline planted a quick kiss on his cheek. The soft feeling of her lips against his was unlike any gentleness he had experienced.

"Thank you." She whispered.

And she turned around and left, walking into the house, turning on the steps one last time she smiled at his bemused frame, then jogged up to the open house door, shoving the boy from earlier who got a little handsy against the wall and shutting the door behind her.

"That's my girl." Klaus smirked. He walked to the car park, ready to return to his second favorite place. Not knowing when he would return to his first favourite. He had no idea when he would return to Caroline.

Hope you enjoyed it! It was so difficult to write the ending so I re-watched most of the TVD series and I understood Klaus' feelings for Caroline, but inadvertently began to see what she saw in Tyler and how deep the affection was. I didn't want to be one of those writers who just cast aside Caroline's feelings for Tyler, because I don't think that would be easy for her to do. Please review, especially if you followed or Favorited. Put together that makes like 80 reviews, so hopefully there should be at-least twenty new reviews. Yes, I am a review monger. So Please do! Including you, I know you read that so please don't ignore. I definitely want to know what you thought because I wrote the story for you, not anyone else, but specifically you! :) I've put up a sort of sequel called 'Losing her'. It will have mentions of this story.