Dream

Parting once more

Klaus and I just lay there. In our room. He had his arm under me wrapped around my waist, making his hand go up and down along my arm. I just lay there, with my head and hands on his bare chest. Thinking. I needed to ask him about what had happened. They expect me to count on my memory coming back, but I don't think that will be any time soon.

"What are you thinking love?" Klaus asks. I shift so I am looking up at him.

"Nothing, just thoughts going in and out." I say listening to his heart. I feel him shift a bit.

"Caroline... ." He begins. "You have questions, I can see it." I sigh and look up at him once more.

"What happened? All I remember before waking up at my mother's house is you coming down the stairs and I being mad at you for some reason." I sigh.

"You didn't miss out on much. You were mad at me because of the witch I had brought home, the one that was following us in London, I wouldn't tell you what I had in store for her. But then you began acting different. You would be happy in a minute but at the blink of an eye you would turn on anyone who got in your way. I tried dealing with the witch, put some sence in her stubborn mind that if she helped me find out what was wrong you I wouldn't kill her. In the end she refused." I say him look up at the ceiling and then look back at me, shifting his position so he was sitting up and leaning on the wall.

"Her own judgment failed her. Powerful witch she was, with us greater power she would have gained, but she let her past cloud her present." He says and I stopped him for a second.

"Did you kill her?" I asked afraid of what the answer might be.

"No, you decided to give her a chance. Take her in, and then maybe then would she change her mind and decide to help." He explained.

"Did it work?" I asked him.

"No, she only caused more trouble. Little witch hexed you when we were in London. While you were sleep in the car I went off talking to the driver. She put a cloaking spell on herself and made her way to you through my opened door." He stops and stares out the window in a trance. I reach out to grab his hand and kiss it. Then he brings my hand and plants a long kiss on it as well.

"What happened next?" I ask. By now I was sitting up and looking at him. Our peach sheets covering me. He didn't answer, just kept his gaze on the window. I reached out and grabbed his hands. "Klaus." I said getting him out of his trance. "What happened next?" I repeated. I saw a tear rolling down his cheek.

"You got angrier. You were, feeding every time I saw you. Soon after you began hallucinating... It only got worse." He said gripping on to my hand as if I was going to slip away. "By the end of the month I instructed Elijah to look for a witch that could channel enough power to rid of the hex. Monique." He turned to me and continued. I could see tears inside his eyes.

"But of course like anything else removing the hex came with a price. Your memory in this case was the price to pay." He said finally meeting my eyes.

"But, how come I remember you giving me Hope and sending us away? I- I remember getting this house. What about the day, " I gathered all my courage to say the last memory. A lump forming in my throat. Tears building in my eyes. "What about the day I left?" I said finally. "The trip we had to London when I needed you?" I asked.

"I asked the witch to try and keep atleast some bit of your memory. At first she said she couldn't make it, said it was to much magic for her. I insisted until Elijah told me that it was not going to help. At last I let her do the spell, even if it ment you were to forget me." He said and I felt a tear roll down my face. "I was willing to take that chance." He said kissing my cheek.