11. Comfort

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The feeling of his breath on her neck, hearing his dead heart slowing to the normal beat his Original heart held, his hold on her waist never once faltered, the feeling of his earlier words, the feeling of him. Caroline had never once felt more at peace than at that moment. She had finally been able to cry and let out what happened to her and it was accepted.

Neither of them knows how much time passed, but slowly her tears start to dry out. Her breathing gets deeper and her head still buried in Klaus' neck sinks deeper into his embrace. "Stay." Caroline whispers. "I don't want to be alone." Instead of responding he slowly picked her up. Her legs going around his waist as he was walking up the stairs to her room. By the time they got  there Caroline is asleep in Klaus' hold. Trying to lay her in the bed she tightens her arms around him. 

Klaus hesitates but them lies next to Caroline who rests her head on his chest and relaxed further into him.

Being the only one still awake, Klaus just lies in bed holding Caroline as she sleeps. Klaus, still very angry, thinks back to what happened. He is going over every word said in his head.

Without a doubt Klaus knows that he has never felt more anger in his 1000 years than he did just a few hours ago.

In the past if he had felt that anger no one would have made it out alive. He would have lashed out until he physically couldn't any longer, and no one would have been able to stop him.

But Caroline did... Through all the anger and boiling rage Caroline still calmed him down, within minutes. She brought him back from the brink of drowning. Calm enough not to harm anyone.

Klaus looks at her sleeping face and is only able to think about how much he loves the girl in his arms. The girl who was never scared to speak her mind to him when others would cower in fear. Where others would do anything to please him she would give him hell for just about anything. The only girl who through all the anger he was feeling, not only survived it but destroyed it. Only now realizing that when he was feeling that anger she didn't cower. She didn't give him a lecture like Elijah would've, she didn't yell at him like Rebekah would've, she didn't make it worse with jokes like Kol would've. But instead she spoke in a whisper, she walked closer to him, she took his hands and put them around their child and said "it's okay." She saved him.

Every last thing she did, she would always surprise him and do the opposite. When he would compliment her she would just roll her eyes and give him a snarky comment in return. He fell in love with her because she was the one person who understood.

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Caroline felt safe and warm. She felt peaceful and never wanted to leave, she only snuggled deeper into the warmth.

Klaus has been awake for about an hour now and has just been lying there holding Caroline to himself. 

Staring up to the ceiling gave him time to think but was only interrupted when Caroline shifted in her sleep and a deep breath left her. Klaus began to stroke her exposed stomach lovingly trying to ease her awake. 

"No, I want to sleep." Caroline said like a child after a couple minutes still half asleep in her morning groggy voice that caused Klaus to grin. "It is nearly noon, love. We have skipped breakfast, we should at least eat lunch."

"My statement stands: I want to sleep."

"Believe me I would love nothing more than to stay in bed all day with you." he said with a suggestive tone. "But I think we have things to do today."

"Uh fine." she groaned out opening her eyes.

Klaus' hand was still over Caroline's stomach, rubbing gently. Caroline looked up into his eyes and moved her hand to hold his over her stomach. 

"How are we going to do this Klaus? I mean I, my whole like was expecting to have kids one day but when I was turned the thought of having them died along with me; and I doubt you have been in your bajillion years dreamed of a little blond-haired-blue-eyed little you running around with an British accent." She said in one breath with concern laced in her voice.

"Before I became a vampire and before my brother died..." Klaus choked slightly at the mention of his brother. "Before everything I enjoyed nothing more than making Henrik smile and laugh. I would spend my mornings rushing through my chores and then I would rush to find Henrik. We would do everything, go to the lake and swim, climb the trees, hunt, and just mess around." He slimed at the memories which made Caroline smile. 

"When the day was over I would sometimes carry him to bed because he fell asleep on the shore or passed out from exhaustion. Back when he was younger he would run into my room when there was a storm and I would hold him... When Mikael would yell at him for something, I would hug him when he cried." Klaus frowned. 

"Back then I would think that I wanted a family so terribly. That I wanted someone to love, children to teach them everything about the world and to make them smile. So when I was turned I never thought of it again. I never thought of the possibility because it was gone. So... no I have not thought of little blind-haired-blue-eyed with British accents running around anytime soon but I did once want it for myself. Caroline I was not expecting this and I know you weren't either but I know that I would not have wanted to do this with anyone but you. Caroline mates or not I love you... You may not be there yet and you don't have to be, but you have to know tha..." She cut him off

"I love you too." His breath caught in his throat as he looked into her eyes for any sign of a lie but he found none. "I think I have for a while, I can't point to the exact moment or words but I know that I do love you.... Niklaus Miakeson I love you."

Sorry all I have been having a hard time finding out what to write for this story between seeing what I want to include or not of 'The Originals' storyline or of TVD but I am trying to work it out as best I can. Lots of Love!

McKenna Gracine

By the way none of the photos are mine 

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