It was a bright sunny day at the old farm house just on the outskirts of New Orleans. The sun shone down on the fresh, dewy grass and called for the morning birds to sing. Yes- there they were, singing their song on the battered rooftop of the stables. I heard them. I smiled and took a deep breath as I felt the presence of my favourite soul. Klaus Mikaelson. He of course, was never the villain in my story. But the hero. I still recall that time Alaric wanted to kill me, stabbing sharpened pencils through my hands, covered in vervain. I smiled as Klaus saved me; "It's okay love, it's me. You're safe."
My thoughts were interrupted as the spring leaves, left from the winter crackled on the ground. He was walking towards me. I had my back turned from him, looking out towards the many fields. His rough, yet soft fingers rang along my neckline as he whispered his once infamous line, "Hello love."
He always left my breathless, his soft caress and warm rainy touches. I turned. I didn't want to look into the face of my immortal friend for the last time. I sighed as I heard his words once again, "I need to die, for my daughters reckoning." Klaus knew something was wrong. His smile faded as he stood beside me and looked into the distance. Our hands brushed against one another as our fingers clasped; holding on for dear life. Of course, they really were.
It felt like minutes as the hour past by, we walked along the stables and the old building a farmer used to live in. His gentle hand lifted the stand of hair from my face as his knuckles grazed across my cheek. His index finger made a small circle and then made its way down towards my chin. I knew what was coming. I focused on the sound of the birds and his heart beat. A heart that would no longer beat again after this evening was over.
"Klaus." I whispered. But it was no use. His lips crashed against mine, at first it was a hard, passionate kiss. One that said, I don't want to say goodbye just yet. Then, our lips parted and we kissed again, but it was gentle, heavy laps that would be remembered for a lifetime. I fought back my tears as I looked back on all the people I'd lost. My mother, my friends, my husband. I'd finally found love with the one person I thought could never die, would never die. "I intend to be your last. However long it takes." He said those words on that calm starry night. The words I'd always carry with me.
The regret in his eyes when I told him I'd once travelled to New Orleans with my daughters in spite of his help looked devastating. "You weren't there..." I sighed. Klaus' eyes turned cold. He'd been so busy on the path he'd chosen, he'd forgotten all about his main objective. Klaus smiled at me. "Caroline, do you remember that voice mail I sent you when I first left Mystic Falls?"
I smirked. Of course I did. For almost sixteen years I'd listened to it when I felt alone. For when I felt ready, I'd allow the big bad wolf to show me his most favourite place in the world.
"I don't want you to go, Klaus". I finally released. In fact, I believe I was thinking out loud. It was his choice to leave. But it's true, I didn't want him to go. I thought he'd be there for eternity. And now he's just going to parish. His eyes drooped, it was clear his heart was tearing at my words. I wasn't sorry. I wanted him to stay.
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I woke up, in the middle of the field at least two hundred yards from the farm house. "Caroline!" A familiar voice yelled. My head was fuzzy. What happened? I stood up, one shoe missing, my black neat jacket ripped. The voice was Hope's. She helped me find my balance as my memories fell back into place. Where was Klaus?
"Dad died almost 42 hours ago, Caroline. You've been missing since. I'm so glad I found you. Come on, let's get you home."
For hours I'd been searching for answers. What happened?
When I explained to Davina and Kol my dream, or somewhat reality with Klaus near the farmhouse, Davina immediately knew what had happened. "Klaus wanted to say goodbye. He got inside your head and when he left... You must've been so overwhelmed that you passed out."
Klaus Mikaelson. That sly dog. I remembered telling Alaric that it was too painful to watch him die, so I went home. When he died, he must've crept into my brain whilst I thought of his presence. Of course. I'd never tell a soul about my secret peaceful place; Hope only found me because of Find My IPhone. In this day and age, I suppose I should've turned it off. I was mourning. I smiled.
I missed him, the way we fought against our love, hate relationship. The craving to constantly be near him. Then, it occurred to me; he wasn't the villain of my story but he was the villain to so many other people I loved. I was grateful for his compassion towards me. I was proud that in the end, his peace ended from where our love started. "It was because of you, Caroline." I heard. I shook the thought away. He became the good guy, a friend, a companion worthy of my love, he had my love, he was my last. Now I can focus on the girls and the school, and frame the stupid picture we had together near the Mystic Grill that one time I was in a strop and he was teasing me.
One day, my love, I will join you. But remember until then, I will love you, cherish your memory, and I will be your last eventually, however long it takes.
The end.
