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Caroline wasn't really sure exactly how her life had become one giant whirlwind of drama. She was still working on figuring it out - on hashing out the whys and whatfors and exactly what all had happened over the last week, and she didn't have words for a lot of it; they'd just moved, and there wasn't really anything else besides that. They'd moved spaces, they'd moved on, she'd changed sort of as a person.

She'd managed to avoid talking about most of the things that'd been bothering her, but she and Klaus had somehow found a good steady state that worked well between them - it was an excellent sort of balance, where neither of them discussed what'd come up when everything'd been settled, but they both moved on with their lives.

That was, until today. Until she'd actually talked to Logan, until he'd told her to break up with Klaus, and until he'd called him a freakshow. Until she'd talked to Erik.

But then there was that tiny bee-dle-beep from her communicator, and it was Klaus, telling her to meet him by the inventory room.

Two seconds. Deep breaths, in and out, because she didn't want to drag him into this, not until she'd figured out her own mind, but then she squared her shoulders and it was a short walk and a turbolift before she walked towards where he'd asked her to meet him. "I'm here," she said the open air - she didn't see him yet, but she knew he'd hear her.

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Caroline nods, and then just... stops. Her brows furrow. And then, her heart down into her stomach, she pulls in a breath. "I'm in here."

That's all she says at first.

Then, there it is. Her eyes go wide, and she finally lets go of his hand just to turn to face him. "You're kidding."

"You're standing right here, and we're not on Level 5," Klaus points out, the half-smile slightly wider for the look on her face. Level 5, where there is the only holodeck available to them, and he's certain there's a beach program in there somewhere. It won't require her wearing her ring, but it's the thought that counts, isn't that what they always say.

She doesn't explain, she just moves and the way she kisses him... it only lasts for a second but she actually pulled him closer by the beltloops of his jeans before she pulls away, and there it is, the bright, happy smile that's been missing for what seems like months.

"Help me find it?" She says it all in a rush, and she's already staring at boxes, pulling him along (she's caught his hand again) as she's searching. A1, A5, A8... AA. And then through the letters, to AF, and she's gripping his hand so tightly that it actually makes her fingers ache.