In the End We Are Left Infinitely and Utterly Alone
It’s interesting, the way Always and Forever ended. The build up of the family united together in a single moment, all of a sudden that moment was over and the family was no more.
He didn’t even feel the loneliness at the beginning, he spent the time exploring the world alone. Experiencing the food, the art, the culture. Things he’d done before, but not without the omnipresent shadow of Mikael looming down upon him. He now had the freedom to do as he wished, with no burgeoning sense of family commitment on his shoulders.
So, at the beginning, he didn’t feel the loneliness.
But it eventually crept up and he was reminded of why it was his greatest fear, being alone.
He’d spend days in London, watching the humans rush hither and thither, to and from work. He’d be sitting at a bar in Rio and see couples dancing to the beat of their own choosing. He’d be sipping at the neck of his latest meal in Sydney, when he’d hear the joyful greetings of a family seemingly reuniting once more.
It was at this point, he realised, he began to spiral. To rip away the small vestiges of his so-called “regained humanity”. He spent his days sleeping and his nights prowling the world, looking for any scrap of happiness that he could crush.
The loneliness altered his life into a current of darkness. He liked it that way.
It was a Tuesday, when things began to change. New York City was a place that catered to the human world and the supernatural. On one corner a fine Italian restaurant, the next a club that entertained beings of the fanged variety.
He was walking the streets of the city, looking for his next next meal, when he saw it.
A flash of blonde curls bobbing up and down ahead of him. Very familiar blonde curls.
No longer interested in a hunt for dinner, he quickened his pace and focussed all his attention on the woman strutting ahead of him, holding back the desire to use his Hybrid speed to catch up to her. Just as he began to lose that battle the set of blonde curls turned, revealing the familiar features of her eternally beautiful face.
She abruptly halted her movements when she saw him. Various emotions flickered through her face, first shock, then concern, before slowly settling on, much to his own shock, happiness.
Her lips moved slightly, his name flowed through the air to him. The slightly astonished whisper making the hair on the back of his neck rise.
He moved quickly to stand before her and settled for his usual smirk.
The simple uttering of those two words made him forget about his current struggles. His constant sense of drowning. His world, all of a sudden, felt a bit brighter.
He wasn’t the only one affected by it as he heard the slight intake of her breath. She scanned his face, seeing some unknown emotion there, her features cast into sudden determination.
“Let’s get a drink,” she pivoted on the spot and began walking again, leaving him blinking for a second. Then the world began to catch up to him. Caroline was here. With him. Asking him, no, demanding that they get a drink.
He was still stood in the middle of the dark New York City street when she turned back again to look at him. Her hands suddenly on her hips, her face revealing some slight annoyance at the fact he’d yet to move.
“Are you going to stand there and gape or are you coming?,” her impatience bleeding into the question.
Klaus snapped out of his daze and quickly caught up to her. She turned back around and they began their silent trek to whatever bar or club Caroline had in mind.
The Original Hybrid glanced quickly at the blonde vampire next to him and knew that whatever happened next he’d cherish this moment, this unexpected reunion. It was a reminder that even though he no longer had his family, his one remaining constant for the past millennia, he wasn’t alone. There was still one bright light in his ever darkening world.
There was still Caroline.
He thought about that, as she walked confidently by his side.
And he smiled.