Was this really Klaus? Was this really the man that so many years ago killed her and made her a vampire? Was this real? He had her by her waist, and he spoke before brushing his lips against her own. She found herself kissing back, but she pulled away. Beautiful. It was a word she heard so much, but when he said it... He meant it.

She looked at him, and gently pulled him onto the bed and she curled up beside him. Sleep wqs q luxury for her, one that she planned on enjoying for once. "Klaus." Her voice was soft. Something very few heard from her. She looked into his eyes. "Why did you save me tonight? You didn't have to, but you did."

She knew Anya and Damon were there, but she also knew Klaus been the one to put it together.He was the only one who knew she had been taken.

-

Damon chuckled. "Not kill, compel." He said to her as he sat with her, and he leaned back a bit looking qt the flyer for the carnival. Memories flooded back. He remembered the last one he had been to, Caroline had become a vampire through his blood. She killed a man.

Perhaps here, things would be different.

"Sounds good to me." He told her before looking towards a window. A nice day.