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I just thought of a prompt and if I was any good I would be writing it myself. Klaus and Caroline have been together for a century or so, but they broke up, for whatever reason. Time passed, but they run into each other again. I'm positive they would be hilarious as exes. Knowing each other so well but being petty because of what happened, or because one of them is seeing someone else but they have to work together for some reason. Has anyone written or read anything of this sort and can provide me with a link? Or anyone who wants to write it? Pretty please?

READ Chapter 7 of Fortitude here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13022927/7/Fortitude HAVEN’T STARTED? Start here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13022927/1/Fortitude WANT TO SEE THE YOUTUBE TRAILER? Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaNFZgzVmiU&t=24s WHERE THE F*CK HAVE I BEEN? In my defence Your Honour – I was a graduate journalist for the past 10 months, writing thousands of words per day, and it ended up making me flipping miserable. I have since left that job, and now work a job where I make art all day and I’m also back at uni writing a thesis. It’s great. More headspace (and typing power) to write creatively. So we’re looking at weekly updates while my state is in hard lockdown; you can benefit from my COVID-19 creative renaissance. 

Summary: Post The Originals 5x13 / Legacies Klaroline AU -- Even in his death, the key to Klaus Mikaelson having everything he has ever wanted, all at once, lies buried somewhere in the world. Can Caroline Forbes find it?

Thank you so much for your message Anon! Not too late at all, support like this means everything, no matter when it comes in. I’m so thrilled to hear you love the story! ‘Fortitude’ will be returning soon, watch this space!

Post TO 5x13: KLAUS MIKAELSON LIVES? Even in his death, the key to Klaus Mikaelson having everything he has ever wanted, all at once, lies buried somewhere in the world. Can Caroline Forbes find it? CHAPTER 5 EXCERPT:  Caroline looked down at the box and its remaining contents. Go on, a voice urged in her mind. There were other small nostalgic objects from another life beneath––a graduation announcement; photographs of a dance at a ball, a girl in a prom dress of royal calibre; illustrations of a woman with bare shoulders and tousled hair with leaves in it, eyes alight. Caroline stared at the ghosts of herself and felt aching regret: he had never stopped loving her, and she could have gone to him for the last decade. There was also a collection of envelopes made out to her at various addresses, but she didn't know if she had the strength to read their contents yet. She found some keys at the bottom with tags inscribed with international addresses. As her fingers continued to rummage in the box, they caught a small velvet bag. She pulled at the cords and emptied the object onto her palm. Her lips parted in a gasp. It was a stunning antique circular silver locket with a moonstone set in its centre, surrounded by Victorian floral frame and ornate etchings. There was something about it, though; it seemed to pulsate of its own accord. Curious, she felt around in the pouch again and found a small note: You said you came to me once, seeking my protection for yourself, and your girls. In the event that I can't do that again, this is yours. – Klaus As she contemplated it, a breeze swept against her neck. "How does it work?" she whispered aloud. When no audible response came, she felt disappointed. Perhaps … She pulled the necklace over her head, and it settled against her sternum. Nothing. READ CHAPTER 4 HERE: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13022927/5/Fortitude SOUNDTRACK: Soundtracks were one of my favourite things about TVD/TO. From now on, I’ll be sharing the music of Fortitude; what I was listening to while writing –– so you have an offical ‘soundtrack’ to listen to while you read, if you like. Soundtrack Chapter 4/5: Juniper – Nearly Oratorio Fundamental Values – Nils Frahm Higher Hopes – Minor Victories Subtle Weight – Foreign Fields

Even in his death, the key to Klaus Mikaelson having everything he has ever wanted, all at once, lies buried somewhere in the world. Can Caroline Forbes find it? “For Klaus’ peace of mind, she had made him believe his death wouldn’t haunt her; that a goodbye would give them both closure. But he had been right; it was a myth. Because while they had years of history together, they had never begun. Only ever an almost; almost in love, almost together. That would haunt her most of all. And she knew, as she felt the tears slipping down his cheeks – felt the unspoken words, his regret – that it would haunt him too.” Excerpt: Caroline woke to a blanket of darkness. There was no solidity in her surrounds, and she had to suppose that they were moving somewhere––probably back to New Orleans. She knew she had slipped between planes again; there was an omnipresent coldness, like saturation drained from a photograph. She looked about herself, but there was no beginning or end. Only unrelenting pain in the background––a ubiquitous alarm pulsing in the background––and a small sensation of warmth she couldn’t quite reach. “Hello?” Her call reverberated as though it were hitting a hundred walls. Is this what the afterlife was truly like? Perhaps she had hallucinated the first time. She knew it was only a matter of time before the wood fibres consumed her heart. Perhaps they already had. “Hello?” Her cry was more desperate. If there was just anyone–– “Caroline.” She whipped around––through darkness emerged a porcelain orb, then humanoid shape. They grew closer, the clarity stronger. She saw piercing light eyes, chiseled features. Ones she had seen minutes, or hours before. Time seemed to be of little to no consequence here. “Klaus.” She trembled. “This is an illusion, right? I’m dying, and you’re not here,” she panicked. “But then why wouldn’t I see my daughters? My––” “This isn’t an illusion,” he murmured. READ THE CHAPTER HERE.