Unbetitelt

[herzkampf]

“Ich wäre für dich durch jedes Feuer dieser Welt gegangen, doch du hast uns aufgegeben. Du bist gegangen, hast mich kaputt gemacht und das Schlimmste daran ist, dass ich dachte, dass ich es verdient habe und dann bin ich gegangen, weil ich gehen musste, mit all der Liebe in mir, die ich eigentlich nur dir geben wollte.”

—

[denolicina]

Deine Selbstliebe muss stärker sein, als dein Wunsch, von denen geliebt zu werden, die dich nicht verdient haben.

[smokeinsilence]

have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? it’s no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people don’t

[wortedergefuehle]

„Eigentlich dachte ich dass ich damit klar komme aber das Gefühl betrogen worden zu sein verändert dich für immer. Und es hört nie auf wehzutun. Nie.“

[vodka-traenen]

“Ich werde mich betrinken und Fremde küssen und die ganze Nacht mit meinen Freunden tanzen ich werde auf dem Badezimmerboden um dich weinen aber ich werde dich nicht bitten zurück zu kommen.”

— es bringt mich fast um.

[thoughtkick]

“I just want to be with someone who doesn’t disappear when love gets tough.”

— j. iron word

[honigimohr]

“Dass uns eine Sache fehlt, sollte uns nicht davon abhalten, alles andere zu genießen.”

— Jane Austen (via honigimohr)

[wortliebe]

„Es gibt all diese Momente, in denen du denkst, dass du sie nicht durchstehen wirst. Und dann stehst du sie durch.“

[denolicina]

Manchmal musst du bestimmte Menschen vom VIP-Bereich deines Lebens, zurück auf einen der billigeren Sitzplätze bringen. Weil sie nicht zu schätzen wussten, was es bedeutet einen besonderen Platz in deinem Leben zu haben.

[salmarissa]

Schwarz und rund und in tausend teile zerbrochen. Der Plattenspieler daneben gibt schon lange keinen Ton von sich. Wie auch? Der Grund für die Melodie liegt zerborsten am Boden. Doch in der tiefe der einzelnen Stücke hört man sanfte tiefe Klänge. Tief verborgen wartet ein Geheimnis. Und der Klang der so viele mitnimmt und verzaubert kann doch selbst die Stücke nicht zusammensetzen.  Die Tiefe der Melodie erklingt nicht mehr nach außen. Wie das Meer das immer dunkler und ruhiger wird. Nur ganz oben durch Strömung und Wind hörst du die Wellen rauschen. Liebevoll umschmeichelt das Wasser die Küste und ein anderes Mal nimmt es sich mit aller Macht was ihm gehört und die Brandung donnert und hallt laut in den Ohren. Ein Strudel zieht alles nach unten. Eine Gruppe Wale durchstreift das Wasser und mit ihren Gesängen wird eine Melodie durch die Ozeane getragen. Bis zu einem Riss in den Gletschern und schaut man hoch erkennt man Milliarden von Sternen. Tief, ruhig und wunderschön und ihr Licht strahlt auf uns hinab. Und sie spiegeln sich in der ruhigen See und geben ein leichtes Licht in der Dunkelheit. Und der Mond scheint durch das Fenster und die gebrochenen Ecken der Schallplatte glitzern wie Sternenstaub.

Die Bluttropfen am Boden entstanden durch einen Schnitt an scharfen Kanten wirken schwarz im Mondlicht. Sie bezeugen den letzten Versuch die Scherben aufzuheben und die Melodie zu retten. Die Teile können geklebt werden doch funktionieren wird es nicht mehr. Das einzige was bleibt ist etwas neues daraus zu erschaffen. Doch selbst das neue behält tief im Innern die Fragmente des alten.

[rannyunny]

I’ve been wanting to do this :)

It’s harder than i thought, but it’s fun!

(though i don’t like the render part)

And it’s still kinda stiff 😅

[salmarissa]

Wer bin ich? Und wer möchte ich sein? Welchen Weg möchte ich gehen? Was für ein Mensch möchte ich sein?

Ich war lange Zeit Partnerin und fühlte mich geliebt. Doch alleine weiß ich nicht wer ich bin.

Ich sitze vielleicht nicht mehr im Dunkeln aber das grau des Nebels versperrt mir ebenso die Sicht.

Ich bin die Frau, die verzweifelt auf die Nachricht eines Mannes wartet. Die Frau die sich immer einsam fühlt. Irgendwo in mir drin schreit noch immer das 5 Jährige Ich und bettelt darum geliebt zu werden und es bettelt um Aufmerksamkeit.

Aber diese Frau möchte ich nicht mehr sein.

 Ich möchte stark sein und unabhängig. Ich möchte taff sein. Ich möchte nicht einem Mann hinterhertrauern müssen, der mich vielleicht niemals sehen wird. Ich möchte meinen Weg gehen und über den Dingen stehen. Einen Fuß vor den anderen. Und ich möchte glücklich dabei sein. Ich möchte mich selbst glücklich machen. Ich will dabei niemanden brauchen.

 In einem Gespräch mit meiner Schwester und einem Freund ging es um Lieblingssachen.

Lieblingsfilme, -serien, -tiere. Sie fanden es komisch als ich immer sagte mehrere kann mich nicht festlegen. Ja klar gibt es einem Einblick in den Geschmack einer Person aber was sagt das über mich aus.

Wieso sollte ich mich festlegen und eine Sache zu meiner Lieblingssache machen. Wieso nur eine aus hunderttausend Möglichkeiten wählen. Wieso sollte ich mich selbst einschränken?

 Ich möchte gesehen werden. Ich möchte frei sein vor allem frei von meinen selbst auferlegten Ketten.

Ich möchte verwöhnt werden von anderen. Aber nicht aus meinem Wunsch heraus, sondern weil jemand anderes mir etwas Gutes tun will. So wie ich es für andere sehr gerne tue.

 Ich möchte um meiner selbst willen geliebt werden. Und nur einmal möchte ich, dass jemand um mich kämpft und nicht ich um ihn.

Ich habe das Gefühl ich kann gar nicht anders als zu kämpfen. Denn ohne Kampf, ohne Ziel, ohne Dinge, die ich mir vorstelle, fühle ich mich nutzlos. Ohne Kampf kann ich nicht loslassen. Aber kämpfen verbraucht unmenschlich Energie.

 Eine Freundin erzählt etwas von Urvertrauen und das alles so kommt, wie es soll. Dass ich mich um mich selbst kümmern soll. Aber es fällt mir so schwer. Ich weiß nicht ob es meine Natur ist oder etwas Antrainiertes. Aber loslassen und die Dinge nicht wenigstens im Schein unter Kontrolle zu haben lässt mich die Krise kriegen. Es macht mir Angst. Und Angst lähmt mich. Angst lässt mich Dinge tun, die ich nicht will. Angst bestimmt mein gesamtes Leben und blockiert mich.

 Aber was ist der Grund? Weil ich kein Vertrauen zum Leben habe? Vertrauen zum Leben bedeutet Vertrauen in sich selbst habe ich oft gehört. Wieso besitze ich dieses Vertrauen nicht. Ich mag es oft für andere ausstrahlen. Aber eine Maske bleibt eine Maske. Tief im inneren habe ich keinerlei Vertrauen in mich und das Leben. Und das soll sich ändern.

 Ich möchte der Mensch werden der ich sein will.

Ich möchte lachen und Spaß haben ich möchte mit mir selbst zufrieden sein und ich möchte loslassen können. Ich möchte mich selbst lieben können. Ich möchte mich auch allein nicht einsam fühlen.

Ich möchte keine anderen Menschen brauchen, um mich vollständig zu fühlen.

 All das möchte ich und irgendwann werde ich es.

[salmarissa]

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[klarolineinfinity]

KLAROLINE REWIND - Coming Soon!

Have you been missing all of the Klaroline goodies on your dash? 

Do you want more, especially if we get to see the happily ever after we all deserve?

If you answered yes to both, we hear you!

As we approach the anniversary of that Originals finale (that granted most of us would like to forget) the team wanted to give the fandom an opportunity to rewind time and make some good memories. We’d like to celebrate Klaroline and what could have been; past, present, and future.  

On August 1st and 2nd, give us all your drabbles, gifs, graphics, videos, aesthetics, headcanons, rants and anything else about our favorite couple during the series and beyond.

Just remember to tag your works #klarolinerewind so we can share them with everyone!

Huge thanks to the talented @joey-prue for the gorgeous art she made for this event.

- Your Klaroline Infinity Team  

[salmarissa]

a story of fear and love

"Rebekah it's Matt. "

"Hey, Matt, what's going on? Why are you calling?"

"I need your help. . . It's urgent. "

"What's the matter, Matt?"

"It's Caroline. . . "

"So what?"

"Please. I know you don't like her very much but she's acting weird. We tried everything. We thought maybe it might help if her favorite rival shows up. Maybe she'll defrost. "

"Hmph. "

"Please help me. It's desperate. There's another vampire. His name is Enzo. I'm afraid he's involved. "

"All right, Matt, but only because it's you. "

Angrily Rebekah hung up. She didn't want to come back. But what did you don´t do for good friends. After their little trip and Rebekah´s departure to New Orleans the two decided to stay friends. Slowly she went to the kitchen where Klaus, Elijah and Hayley were sitting with Hope.

"I'm going to Mystic Falls," Rebekah said. "Why?" Klaus immediately asked. "Matt needs my help with something," she replied.

"Ah your little waiter yes?", Klaus raised her immediately. "Shut up," replied the blonde.

"You're not going alone," Nik made clear, "you need someone to watch your back. You know the people in mystic falls. "

Rebekah rolled her eyes. "How about Marcel?" she suggested. Klaus narrowed his eyes. After a short silence he said: "Good, he could protect you and at the same time I have him out of town. Not a bad idea, sister. But don't warm your feelings for him again. "

The blonde rolled her eyes and picked up the phone. If her brother knew.

A few days later

Caroline strode through her room. The others had insisted on spending time with her. They wanted a drink at the grill and she was supposed to make herself pretty. Caroline sighed. Why make her pretty? She didn't feel like it. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a simple red T-shirt and put a black sweat jacket over it. As she walked past the mirror, she shrugged her shoulders. Should do it.

Enzo picked them up and together they drove to the grill. Caroline was deeply absorbed in thought and did not speak a word. Enzo looked anxiously at her. When they entered, he held the door open for her.

Her eyes scanned the room. There sat her "friends" and with them Rebekah and a strange vampire. Indifferently she went to the table and settled down. "Oho, Miss Perfect can be seen once in a while," Rebekah taunted. But Caroline ignored her and grabbed the bourbon bottle and a clean glass.

Above her head, the others stared at each other with concern. Finally Enzo joined the troupe and sat down next to Caroline: "Give me some pretty", he flirted in his British accent, "I'll pour the lady". Caroline rolled her eyes, poured herself something and passed the bottle on to Enzo. "Then pour yourself a drink," Caroline replied.

The strange vampire laughed. Caroline took a closer look at him. Dark skin, tall and slender. He reached out his hand to her. "I'm Marcel," he said. "Caroline", she replied, reaching for his hand. Rebekah stabbed her with glances but Caroline ignored it. She didn't want to be here.

"Hey, Care," Elena said empathetically. Caroline wanted to puke. "Would you like to sing for us? You love to sing," Elena continued. "No thanks no need," the blond baby vampire pressed out. "But," began the doppelganger, "for us?" "And, um, we wanted to dress up . . ", Elena started carefully and stared at Caroline. Care looked down and said: "Not fancy enough? This isn't a gala. It´s the grill, is it?" Elena's mouth remained open, the others looked horrified and Rebekah grinned slightly. Caroline turned away and watched the people.

"What have you done to her?" cried Elena Enzo. "Nothing," he replied with a grin. "Yes, nothing, of course," Elena continued, "whatever you did, we'll find out. " "Elena, you're making a scene," Caroline said dryly and then flinched. A memory held her captive but she pushed it aside. Not here.

"Bekah please," Matt sighed , "can't you force her to tell the truth?" "Pardon?" said Care piqued.

"She is full of vervain," Stefan replied. "Then we bleed her out," Damon suggested and got a frownful look from that blonde.

"Hey, guys, come down," Marcel said calmly, "there are gentler methods if Caroline agrees. " Friendly he looked at the baby vampire who cast a sinister glance around. "The day after tomorrow at the latest, the vervain would be out of her system and we can ask her if she agrees. " "Why should I," growled Caroline, "Well," Marcel said, "your friends are worried and won't believe otherwise that you weren't somehow manipulated by him," he pointed to Enzo.

Caroline snorted. Betrayed by those who thought they were her friends. Just because she didn't once wear a permanent grin on her face? She was pissed off. If they all go to hell. But on the other hand, maybe then she would finally have her peace?

"Okay," Caroline said. See you the day after tomorrow and just this one question and that's it". She looked sinisterly into the circle and rose. "And how are we supposed to ensure that she really doesn't take one and really lets herself be forced", Rebekah asked, "I want to keep my stay here as short as possible".

"Very simply"; Marcel winked at her, "we take her with us if she allows". Rebekah and Caroline looked like they were about to explode. But the others stared suspiciously and Marcel grinned over both ears.

"Well, there are several rooms to choose from," Rebekah said after arriving at the old Mikaelson Villa and disappeared behind the left door next to the stairs. Marcel followed her.

Enzo was not deterred from coming and supporting Caroline should it be necessary. They were looking for rooms next to each other. Caroline put her bag down and dropped sighing on the bed. What a disaster.

Quietly Enzo entered the room of his blond friend who sat cramped on the strange bed. Slowly she raised her eyes and shook her head. "No, Enzo," she must have said. He approached. "No," she said louder, "not here. " But he came closer and took her in his arms. That was too much. Caroline´s walls broke down and made a tortured sound.

The door was opened loudly and Marcel stood ready to fight in the door frame. "Oh," he did, "I thought something had happened here. I apologize for my intrusion. " He quickly disappeared again. He only had heard her no and the tortured sound and had come to defend her. He didn't know these people enough to assess them and had counted on the worst since the Mystic Falls clique accused this enzo. What he had not expected was this Enzo, who kept a crying Caroline amicably so that she did not break apart.

He frowned and went down to the kitchen to Rebekah who was looking for the whiskey.

"Come, let's get some fresh air," Enzo muttered to her hair. They went down the stairs and into the garden. Panting, Caroline closed her eyes.

The horse. And Him.

"You are strong. You're beautiful. You're full of light. I'm enjoying you. "

She shook her head and the tears came out again. If she opened her eyes and turned around there would not be Klaus but her friend Enzo. Enzo who reminded her so much of Klaus and yet was so different.

She turned and looked at him. "You look at me like that again," he whispered. "How?" Care asked. "So full of pain. Like I'm someone who took everything from you. " She quickly looked down.

Marcel looked carefully at Rebekah. She also pricked up her ears. It wasn't right to listen, but maybe it would bring them closer to the problem. Something was very wrong here.

"Won't you tell me what's going on?" Enzo asked gently. "It's too much," Caroline replied, " and you can always be overheard here" "Then we start with light things", the Augustine joked.

Caroline sighed and looked at the sky. "It's this town. And the people who live in it. Look, yeah I'm not miss sunshine right now but that´s way it is. The others exaggerate. They didn't call for over a week until they realized I was missing. It's not important. I was never important. You were right. It's all about Elena. The main thing is Elena's happy. Now I don't play it the way I should and everyone goes crazy and forces me to do things I don't want. Caroline is different, of course it's Enzo's fault. He's somehow manipulated or bewitched her or whatever."

Enzo giggled.

"I've said it before. I'm just everyone's backup. I'm Matts, Damons and Stefan's Elena Backup. I'm Elena's Bonnie Backup. Just tell me one thing. How is it that others don't care about us? Why is it always about Elena? Why is she always the first choice? Why it doesn't matter what happens to the rest of us? Of course she's been through a lot of horrible things, I don't want to sugarcoat that. But it's not just Elena in the world. Let's face it. They don't worry about me. "They're just sensationalistic about what's wrong with Miss Perfect and I'm tired of it. "

"You're right," Rebekah said and stepped into the garden. Caroline looked at her with skepticism. "I never liked Elena before. And I don´t understand you. Elena tore herself a nail and everyone hovered around her like she was in danger of her life. "

"Well," Care said, "Better late insight than none at all. "

"You're right about that. Maybe, but only maybe I could like you Caroline Forbes," Rebekah replied and grinned.

Caroline grinned back. Maybe, but only maybe this would be a new beginning.

"And then Marcel snuck out to see me," Rebekah raved. Caroline smiled. They had gone shopping the closest and she had experienced and told a lot. The earlier adventures. How she became a vampire. They also talked briefly about Bonnie's death. Rebekah tried to distract her and babbled a lot. How Marcel became Klaus son and Rebekah and he fell in love. She tried to suppress her own pain and rejoice for her new friend.

"Yes," said Marcel, "but Klaus is and remains totally paranoid even now with the B. . . " Rebekah struck her hand on his mouth and stared at Caroline in horror.

"What?" she asked, "do you mean the baby? "Don't stare at me so horrified at Bekah, you don't mean Tyler showed up in New Orleans and didn't tell it all hot as a broth. " Rebekah growled and looked carefully at the younger one. She turned away and looked at a dress in the shop window.

"Bekah, may I ask you for something?" Care hesitantly asked some time later. "Yes, of course. " said the ancient vampire, astonished. "Can you just ask me this one question, please? The others will want to squeeze me, but it's none of their business," Caroline replied quietly. "Of course," Rebekah said with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you. "

In the evening the four different companions went to the Salvatore Villa. The vervain was fortunately fast from Caroline's bloodstream. Now it was time. All were gathered which gave the four an eye roll. Sensational gang.

Caroline stabbed her finger and gave a few drops of blood to Stefan. He was supposed to confirm that the vervain was from her organism. Confirming, he nodded. Enzo shook his head and muttered something of "surveillance state". Marcel giggled.

Rebekah looked deep into her new friend's eyes and said: "You will tell the truth. Did Enzo force you into something, make you enchant or manipulate you in any way?" "No," Care replied. Everyone looked at her eagerly. Rebekah said, "Good. " And gave her a vial of vervain.

"Hey, what's with the blondie?" Damon shouted. "We could have asked her even more questions. " "And who do you think you are to know all about me, Damon?" Caroline hit him immediately.

"Pff," Damon said, "I don't care about you. You're nothing. "

Caroline flinched and turned away. The other three followed her.

"Hey Enzo, was I right? She likes bad guys with accents, doesn't she? As often as you hang out together," Damon shouted afterwards.

Caroline turned around, flashed to Damon and slapped him. "You shouldn't have done that, Barbie. I will make your life to hell," Damon replied.

"Oh," Caroline replied, "more than you already have? What are you gonna do, Damon? The only thing keeping me is my mother, and you're friends with her. If I tell her what you did to me back then, you'll lose your only friend. Watch Damon. I'm not that weak little human girl anymore. You have more to lose than I do. " She looked at Elena and Stefan.

"Do you know that you already sound like your lover Klaus Barbie?" Damon shouted. But Caroline had already turned around and left the house.

Marcel and Rebekah flashed forward simultaneously and broke Damon's neck. The others were screaming. But the two also turned around and left the house together with Enzo. They had to find their friend.

They found her outside the police station. "I told my mum I was going away on vacation. Based on my mood, she agreed. She's probably hoping it'll help me get something out. I have to get out of this damn town,""Well, we'll go with you," certain Rebekah.

The bags were packed quickly. The goal would be decided spontaneously. Caroline should see as much as possible.

Rebekah, Marcel, Caroline and Enzo have been on the road for a week. They had gone to the ocean, visited Richmond before and finally settled further south near Charleston for a few days. Rebekah got them a beach house. Caroline enjoyed freedom to the fullest. She swam and went for walks on the beach. She drank blood and laughed with the others.

But the shadows did´nt disappear. The others saw that she was gradually swallowed by something

They heard her crying every night. But Caroline didn't want to confide in anyone. She continued to suffer in silence.

Again all four were sitting together in the living room laughing about Marcel's anecdotes when Rebekah´s phone rang. "Let's give her some privacy," Caroline told Enzo and got up. Rebekah took the call. "Bekah," Klaus snarled on the other end of the line. Care left the house in a hurry. Hearing his voice was too much. The shadows caught up with them.

"You're never enough""It was all lies""You were just his toy"

She couldn't breathe. Caroline sank to the ground and let the tears run free. She could no longer. It was too much.

An hour later Enzo found her in this condition. She was unresponsive.

The friends thought about how they could help Care.

"I have a lousy fear," Rebekah began, "She´s been like this since Nik called. And remember what Damon said? Something's wrong, and it has to do with my brother. But first she has to get out of this state and then she has to talk. It'll help her deal with anything that's in her way. Enzo, I need your help. " Enzo stared at them curiously.

"I'm giving you a crash course in my brother's behavior right now. "

Caroline was sitting on her bed with her legs on. There was a knock, but she didn't want to talk. She dropped her head on her knees. The door opened quietly. "Hello, love," said Enzo and Caroline flinched. "What's with the enzo? "Don't call me that," Caroline snatched. "Why not love? Am I so repulsed by you?" Care flinched again. He resembled him so much. "Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered desperately. "Because you finally need to talk. About you. What's the matter with you. How we can help you, love," Enzo replied. That was too much. Caroline jumped up and ran down the stairs to the kitchen. She poured herself a bourbon. Enzo followed her slowly.

Rebekah put an arm on Care's shoulder. "We want to help you," she whispered. "I can't. " Caroline said, "I can't talk about it. "

"Then show us," Marcel suggested. "You can trust us. We'll never betray you. We are your friends and we have grown fond of you. From now until forever, we are here for you and we will never betray you. " So Marcel changed the oath of Mikaelson´s to her own. A friendship that would outlast anything. From now until forever.

They were sitting in a circle. Hands together. "Close your eyes," Enzo led hrt on. Caroline closed her eyes. "Focus on what you want to show us," Marcel said. "Now let it go. That's good," Rebekah added. And they were drawn into Caroline's world.

Flashback/Present

They saw her live. Her human life. The cocky bitch who was so vulnerable. Alone and excluded. Never number one.

They saw what Damon did to her. How she became a vampire. Matt. A conversation with Elena hit their ears. "You don't know what it's like. Because you're always the first choice. " Go on and on. Tyler as a werewolf. They felt all the fears she endured. How her father tortured her. How stupid she felt. Never loved, always second-best. Nobody put her above Elena or the others. Always the last choice.

Then a ray of hope.

Klaus, who was sitting at her bed on her birthday, talking about the beauty of the world.

The Bracelet

The ball. The dance with Klaus.

Klaus stood before her: "You are beautiful. You're strong. You're full of light. I'm enjoying you. "

The drawing

In front of the grill on the bench. "I want to talk about you. Your hopes, your dreams, everything you want to achieve in life.

The 20s Ball "Perhaps someday. In a year, or maybe a century, you'll turn up at my door. And let me show you what the world has to offer"

Klaus, who saved her from Alaric. "It´s ok. It's me. You're safe. "

The Miss Mystic contest. They had fun and laughed a lot.

Then the shame. The guilt of meeting a monster. betraying your friends like that. Cheating on Tyler like that.

The scene in Elena's house after he bit her.

"The deeper reason is that you're hurt. And that means that part of you is still human. "

"Why would you say that?"

"Because I saw it. Because I caught myself wishing I could forget what horrible things you were doing. "

"But you can't, can you?"

"I know you're in love with me. And someone capable of love can be saved for that very reason. "

Graduation. "He is your first love. I intend to be your last. No matter how long it takes"

Tyler who left her to pursue his revenge plans against Klaus.

And finally the forest.

"No, you don't, because I. . . Yes, I hide our connection behind hostility. And yes, I deeply hate myself for the truth. And if you promise me that you will just disappear and never actually come back then I will tell you the truth. Then I'll tell you the truth and tell you what I want. "

The kiss.

Then a jump. They shouldn't see this. Caroline continued to focus on what happened afterwards.

Blaming Tyler.

The interview with Stefan.

Tyler again. "I saw the good in Klaus. "

Longing, pain and slow realization that shone like a sun. Love. She loved him. No matter how much she fought back. No matter how much she denied it. She loved Klaus.

Then darkness

Tyler had apparently returned alive from New Orleans. She met him in town. He grinned when he saw her. "Hey Care," he fluffed. "Hello," Caroline replied dullly. She didn't know how to deal with him. He had put his revenge over her. Again, she was not important enough. But with her latest insight, Caroline was glad that this had happened. The memory of Klaus was like a beacon inside her. Soon she would leave to see him.

"How are you?" Tyler still asked with a big grin. "What do you want, Tyler," the blonde yelled. "I have news," replied the young hybrid. "Uh-huh," that's all Caroline said. "Yes, you know', her ex began,'I found out a few things about Klaus','Not interested', she just replied and walked past him. "Did you seriously think he would care for you?" Tyler and Caroline froze.

Slowly she turned around. "What?""Well, I don't know what he lied to you to get you laid, but it was all lies. I was in New Orleans Caroline. He forgot about you. "

"What do you want, Tyler?" Care replied sharply. Tyler laughed. "I'll give you a taste of my hell. He laid Hayley and got her pregnant. "

Caroline laughed: "Seriously, Tyler? Is that the best you can do? That's bullshit. Vampires can't have children."

"He's not a vampire. He's a hybrid. And guess what werewolves can vampires be denied? "

The blonde stood stiff as a poker. She got ice-cold. "And you know," Tyler grinned smugly, "I did a little spying on him. He's already laughed at the next one. She looks like you. I believe her name was Cami. You were just his toy. "

"I don't believe you," Caroline shouted hotly. That couldn't be true. It couldn't be true. Already Tyler had grabbed her and pictures rose before her eyes. A pregnant Hayley. Klaus at a bar with a blonde woman. He bowed closer to her.

Care broke loose. Horror was in her eyes. "You know, Caroline. This is my greatest success. He took everything from me and you gave yourself to him. Now live in your own hell. You're never enough. You'll never be enough. "

Caroline ran. She ran as fast as she could. The pain ate her up.

But what did she expect. She had rejected him over and over again. She had been a decoy over and over again. Even when he asked her to be honest, promising he would leave forever, she couldn't tell him. She collapsed. She had walked into the forest. She couldn't breathe. And the darkness surrounded her and brought with it a restful deafness.

Only at night did deafness leave her body and give way to pain.

Slowly Caroline opened her eyes. She didn't lift her head. How could she be so stupid and let herself be carried away to show the others these scenes. You're stupid, Caroline, she said to herself. Stupid stupid stupid.

Rebekah put one arm around her friend. Tears ran down her cheeks. How could she be so blind? She hadn't seen it. Had dismissed Nik's feelings as a pipe dream. And Caroline. Caroline was really full of light. And she loved her brother. She could impale that stupid dog Tyler for what he said to Caroline. She had to make something clear.

Marcel and Enzo nodded grimly. Someone would pay, and that wasn't just Tyler.

"Caroline," Rebekah began. "No," Care came out. "Caroline Forbes, you will listen to me now. Yeah, I know it's a difficult situation. The baby wasn't planned, but now it's here. And Nik was free at the time, you know. I don't think you'd hold that against him either. " Caroline nodded her eyes still lowered.

"Look out. Cami is nothing. A diversion and a diversion for Marcel to overthrow him. He loves you. He loves you with all his heart and I can't believe I'm saying this myself. I didn't want to see it. I wanted to see the monster in my brother because it was easier that way. But I firmly believe in it, no, I know he loves you. "

Caroline looked up in a jerk. Tears ran down her beautiful cheeks. Rebekah struck it off. "It's enough," the ancient vampire went on. "You've lived long enough without each other. Even if you doubt it, trust me. You're gonna get your ass up and forget what that idiot said. And now you're getting back your man. "

What had she gotten herself into. Caroline couldn't believe it. They were in Bekah´s Car and drove for a few hours towards New Orleans.

In the first hour alone she had had 5 panic attacks, 3 crying cramps and countless raving addictions. But not helped. Rebekah Mikaelson remained stubborn. Caroline cursed her, cursed Klaus for his bad example, cursed her mother and the mother of her mother but nothing helped.

They kept coming closer to New Orleans. Caroline desperately, Rebekah stubbornly smiling and the two men enjoyed themselves deliciously.

Slowly Caroline entered Marcel's house. Always on guard as if Klaus could jump around the next corner. Bekah rolled her eyes and pulled her to her room. New Orleans was beautiful. Care had to admit that. But she wasn't ready. She could not face her fears and she could no longer blindly trust that Klaus loved her.

"Here," Rebekah said, wearing a blue dress. "We're going out. Part one of your therapy. How will I get back Caroline fucking Forbes" Care rolled her eyes but it also seized her again the panic. "Don't worry," Bekah whispered, "he's not here tonight. "

She put on the dress, slipped into her shoes and hooked up with Enzo, Caroline didn't have much left. She couldn't beat all three. Grumbling, she booted after Bekah and Marcel. Enzo threw her a calming smile. They entered a bar called Rousseau´s.

As Caroline looked at the bar, she froze. There was this woman standing. Cami. At that moment she hated Rebekah. But she came into her field of vision and looked seriously. "Trust me," she said and moved on with the younger one.

They sit at a table in the middle of the room. Few people seemed to be here. Cami came to her table and Care cramped up. "Hey Marcel, hey Rebekah, glad you could make it. Who did you bring with you," the bartender asked.

"Hi Cami, this are Caroline and Enzo," Marcel introduces them. "Hello", Cami greeted her friendly. Caroline muttered a greeting. She didn't want to be here and see this scene over and over again. But Rebekah was right, she had to fight. The evening went on and so did the alcohol level.

"So Care," Bekah bawled, "I'll bet you for something,""What?" giggled the baby vampire. She'd win at any price. Their ambition has been fueled. Especially when she saw how boring this Camille was.

"I bet you don't dare to sing a song for Klaus here in this bar in our town," Bekah laughed. Caroline got big eyes. What are you serious about? But she would win. "Well, Rebekah had bad luck. I'm gonna win.

"Name your price," Care shouted inebriated. "OK," her friend laughed, " if I win, you will make a marriage proposal to Damon back in Mystic Falls" Caroline swallowed herself on her drink. "Excuse me?" she shouted. "Do you pinch?" Bekah asked. "Never," Care cried, "if I win, you'll credibly confess to Klaus and Elijah, I mean really credibly your lesbian relationship with Hayley and Camille. "

"WHAT?" Rebekah yelled and the boys laughed weakly. "Do you pinch?" taunted the younger one. "Never," growled the ancient vampire. "Good," Caroline breathed and jumped up.

Rebekah smiled at Marcel and Enzo. Everything went according to plan.

Caroline had a brief chat with two vampires. The two nodded and went to the laptop to search for the song.

At that moment someone entered the bar and headed straight for his sister.

"Hey Nik," Rebekah whispered in a good mood. "Why are you whispering and who is that?" he asked, pointing to Enzo. "Oh," giggled Rebekah, "this is Enzo. Picked him up in mystic falls. He's a very bad boy. Poor Elena really hates him. "

Enzo and Klaus bowed. Then they grinned at each other and strike.

Who'd have liked Elena?

When Klaus wanted to start talking, music sounded. A quick look at the stage and he froze. "What the hell," he came out.

Caroline got on stage and closed her eyes. She suppressed the darkness inside her and thought of the beautiful moments with Klaus. The music began.

.

.

Everybody needs inspiration. Everybody needs a song. A beautiful melody, when the night's so long.

She left her eyes closed and put all her feelings into this song. All voices went out.

Cause there is no guarantee, that this life is easy.

Yeah, when my world is falling apart. When there's no, light to break up the dark.

That's when I, I, I look at you.

She opened her eyes and met blue-green irises. He was here.

When the waves are flooding the shore. And I can't find my way home anymore.

That's when I, I, I look at you

Their eyes sank into each other. Longing. Love. The feelings flowed through her.

When I look at you, I see forgiveness, I see the truth.

She had seen his humanity.

You love me for who I am like the stars hold the moon. Right there where they belong And I know I'm not alone.

He had always loved her as she was. With all her mistakes. How could she ever doubt that?

Yeah, when my world is falling apart. When there's no light to break up the dark.

That's when I, I, I look at you.

She remembered his voice. "You are full of light. " But now he helped her out of the darkness.

When the waves are flooding the shore. And I can't find my way home anymore.

That's when I, I, I look at you.

You appear just like a dream to me. Just like kaleidoscope colors that cover me. All I need, every breath that I breathe. Don't you know, you're beautiful Yeah, yeah, yeah

She closed her eyes. It was to much.

When the waves are flooding the shore. And I can't find my way home anymore.

That's when I, I, I look at you, I look at you. You appear just like a dream to me.

And fear came back.

The blond beauty left the stage fleetingly. But the man of her dreams was already standing next to her and held her by the arm. "Caroline," he breathed. His eyes shone. But that could not be, she had to be wrong. She had to get out of here. Rebekah set it all up. As soon as she saw him, she was suddenly sober. She had fallen for it.

"Come on, dear," said Klaus, pulling her out. "Don't let her go, Nik," Rebekah shouted. Caroline turned around and threw an angry yet desperate look at the primordial vampire. But she just nodded encouragingly. Marcel and Enzo actually kept their fingers crossed.

She was hardly released in the fresh air. They strolled silently down the street. Suddenly the hybrid stopped and turned to her. "What are you doing here, love?" he asked quietly. But she just looked down. She didn't know what to say. The fear paralyzed Caroline.

A hand lay under her chin. And suddenly his serious eyes hit her with tears. Slowly he attracted her as if she could break. Caroline felt his strong arms and could inhale his scent again. Her dams burst and she sobbed. Klaus held her.

At some point she calmed down and looked up. Sir had both probably landed on a park bench a bit offside. Care couldn't remember moving. A hand stroked her cheek and she was terrified: "Who hurt you so?" asked her last love. Caroline shook her head. "Will you believe me if I tell you I did it myself?" asked the blonde instead.

Klaus looked confused. Caroline saw in his eyes concern and compassion and something else. She just had to say it. But how? The hybrid, on the other hand, tilted its head and looked at it: "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked. "I don't know how," she replied. He got up and reached out to her. She took these and was pulled up. "Well," said Klaus, "I'll show you my town and you'll talk. " Caroline giggled slightly and let herself go. His hand never left hers.

She was talking. About her lives, her dreams and desires. Some euphemisms. Others not. She finally talked about her fears. She knew that Klaus knew her.

"I understand," he later said. "You know,love, we're all not flawless. And fear is part of life, but you know it. Everyone acts irrationally when they're afraid. But what makes you think you've caused yourself pain?"

Caroline was wondering how she could answer the question. She felt safe with him. Klaus has always been a safe haven, but at the same time often enough made her insecurities boil up. How could she say it? How to show? Show that was it. She faced him and laid her hands on his face. Then she closed her eyes.

She showed Klaus the scenes they experienced together and her feelings. As she became more agitated with every promise and at the same time resigned. Because no one could love her that much. She ditched him. The scene in the forest intentionally omitted. "Something is missing," Klaus notes. He seemed surprised. Caroline made a decision. Rebekah was right. She had to fight if she wanted to win this extraordinary man.

So she looked him deep in the eyes and started the words again:

"Yes, I hid our connection behind hostility. And yes, I hated myself deeply for the truth. And I took that promise away from you for fear of myself. But with this promise, I have caused myself the most pain. With every lie and every distraction. With every sharp remark to you. And I have no idea how to go on or if I can ever deal with my fears of never being enough. But I want to be enough. I want to be enough for you. I am here because I want to fight for my life and. . . "

Hesitantly, Caroline broke off. Klaus' eyes had grown up but he quickly caught himself, approached her close and took her face into his hands.

"I can't tell you you'll never doubt Caroline. I told you already. We're the same. But I can try to show you that you're worth it. And with every day that passes, you'll believe it a little more than time is on our side. "

Caroline laid her hands on his. "Klaus?" she asked. "Hm?", made the beautiful hybrid.

Slowly the blonde smiled. "We need a new promise," she giggled, "I'm afraid they've all come true because I'm in love. "

A smile spread to Klaus' face.

"Then I promise you I'll be your last love" and that's how he kissed her.

Caroline didn't know what the future would bring. Too many uncertainties lay on their way.

But Niklaus Mikaelson would sweep them all aside.

[salmarissa]

Nigrissima nocte lux clarissima lucebit

„Niklaus", Elijah called and entered the living room.

Klaus sat there together with Marcel and Kol and waved his glass of bourbon with a smile.

Rebekah and Hayley stood with Freya and Hope at the open patio door and turned to the calling original.

Finally, there was peace between them.

Klaus lifted his head and saw the dead serious expression on his brother´s face.

„What is it, Elijah?", he asked suspiciously. The older original lifted the letter in his hand.

„A letter from the Forbes family", Elijah explained.

„Well, what does your hottie want from you?", grinned Kol.

Klaus had jumped immediately and seized the letter. He looked around.

Rebecca and Hayley looked suspiciously. Kol grinned inside himself and Marcel and Freya stared at him curiously.

Again he concentrated on the envelope in front of him and tore it open. He went over the first line and dropped the letter.

„No", he moaned and covered his face with his hands.

Elijah stepped closer to his brother and picked up the letter.

He froze and then read aloud.

„In silent sorrow. We´re saying goodbye to Liz Forbes. The memorial service will take place on February 12th at 10:00 am."

„What?", it sounded choking from Rebekah. „No, it can´t be."

„Bekah?" Elijah asked and looking at her with concern. Klaus hasn´t move at all and stared at the ground. „Liz was….she was always good to me", it came quietly from the original blonde.

Elijah looked down again. Affected silence spread.

Then he discovered another paper in the envelope. Slowly he unfold it. This was handwritten.

Again he began to read aloud.

„I honestly don´t know why I´m writing this letter. You left mystic falls and I don´t think this small town is a reason to visit. My mother did everything to protect this city and treated everyone with respect and kindness. But perhaps the thought that you will always be a part of this city calms me down. The way she was. Perhaps the thought that a part of this city will live forever calms me down. I don´t expect you to guys to come. I don´t mind if you do. I just want you to know there´s not going to be any sneaky plan. Anyone who should try will personally receive a dagger from me.

It´s my mother´s day. The day to say goodbye. We all have our faults, our feuds. But especially in such times this should be of secondary importance. And above all, I want to confess one big mistake I made myself. I took it all for granted. And it makes me think. Most of all, I regret taking down a promise out of fear. And I hope to be able to undo it. I know I'm not entitled to it, but Klaus? I could need a friend.

Caroline

Slowly the oldest Mikaelson looked up. Hayley and Freya stared shocked to the ground. Rebekah held on sobbingly to Marcel, who had his arms tightly wrapped around her. Kol saw concerned in the room around and Klaus? Klaus looked completely confused.

"What promise?" Elijah asked his brother. The hybrid raised its head and replied: "Nothing more. I'll go. What about you guys?"

They decided to drive. Hayley would stay in New Orleans with Hope. The rest of you would travel to say goodbye to Liz Forbes. Marcel didn't leave Rebekah's side. She was really badly affected by the Sheriff's death.

Now they stood here. In the back row all Mikaelson´s paid their respects to Liz Forbes.

They heard Damon's speech and Klaus could only agree with him. Caroline was extraordinary and full of light and so it was her mother.

Rebekah cried softly on Marcel's shoulder and mourned for the only woman who had well received her and never condemned her for what she was and what she had done.

After Liz was laid to rest, the ancient vampires approached Caroline.

She was still standing at her mother's grave with her friends and stared away.

Elijah cleared his throat first and slowly approached the group. Everyone looked up except the blond baby vampire. Her friends stared hatefully at their enemies but no one moved. Caroline's words were in the air. Gradually, each of the Mikaelson´s went forward and expressed their condolences. Caroline continued to stare to the ground and thanked each one quietly.

Finally Klaus stepped forward and cleared his throat quietly. As if she had waited for a sign from him, Care looked up. Their eyes met for a short moment before she fell into Klaus' arms and cried bitterly.

Everyone looked at this picture with different feelings. Caroline's friends were surprised because their friend hadn't allowed any emotion for days and especially with the hybrid she allowed it.

He lifted his light in his arms and carried her away from the scene. He whispered softly to her: "Shall I take you away from here?", but she shook her head on his shoulder and stammered between the sobs: "No, no, it's okay. Give me one second. The day is not over yet I have to go to the grill".

He pressed her tighter and kissed her forehead.

Later that evening, when Caroline tried to switch off her feelings, it turned out differently than expected. Apparently Elena hadn't come alone but everyone else was at the door. Elena was just a harbinger.

Elena shouted "Caroline no! Stefan, she's trying to shut it down. " At the same time Stefan, Damon and all the originals stormed into the room.

Care stared around the room full of hatred. "Go away", she shouted out loud but nobody moved.

Stefan approached her with raised arms. But she resigned. "Caroline. . . ", Stefan began. But she stepped further back and shouted aloud: "Not". "Don't do that, Blondie," Damon advised.

"Why not?" Care asked, "You said it would only get worse. I can't do this. Not my mum. My mum who died even faster because I gave her my blood. I can't do this anymore. "

The three of them tried to convince Caroline but she kept slipping away and struggled with everything she had. The Mikaelson´s deliberately held back. If someone could convince Caroline Forbes then probably her friends.

But it seemed hopeless. She slipped further into the darkness. And as her switch tipped, Klaus flashed forward and wrapped her face with his hands. Care looked down. She couldn't look at him.

Even if she had never admitted it to herself, he was the one in the room who could convince her.

"Look at me," Klaus spoke softly. The room was now in dead silent. "No," Caroline breathed and tried to move further back. But Klaus didn´t let her and once again said emphatically: "Look at me, Caroline".

The blonde vampire fought herself. She tried to find the much needed switch in herself to escape the pain. But she was aware of the hands on her cheeks and the peace that this contact brought with her. His smell brought her peace.

Slowly she looked up. Green met blue. "Don't do it," said the original hybrid. "Why not?" Care asked quietly. "Because you would regret it," came the prompt answer. "I can't do this. I can't make it," she stammered quietly.

"But you can do Caroline," he said again emphatically. "How do you know?" was the silent question.

Klaus looked around the room and met her eyes again. "I'll tell you. Even in front of your fucking friends and if even one word leaves this room her death will be a redemption," he warned quietly and heard only approving murmurs in the background. Caroline just snorted. Klaus smiled slightly.

"I've told you before," he began. "You are beautiful and strong and full of light. If anyone can shine in this darkness, it's you. "

It was like they were suddenly alone in the room. Both ignored the curious looks of his family and her friends.

"You are strong Caroline and I know this pain can't be compared to anything but you will make it and live on and one day be happy again. Then when the memories won't hurt so much you'll find your smile again. So breathe against the pain. And it's gonna get less every day. "

"How?" Care asked. Tears came to her eyes.

"Well," Klaus said, "I'll remind you every day if it is necessary. Because you can do anything. And if you think you can't. Remember that you've managed to get a man who abhors emotions to show kindness. And remember that you have made the mightiest creature on earth love you. "

Her breath stagnated. Behind her, she heard several people gasp. But none of them counted.

Only the man before her counted. The man she'd met as a monster. She had to evade to suppress the burgeoning emotions. The man who wouldn't even admit feelings under torture.

The man, Klaus, who confessed his love for her.

She slumped against him and he held her in his strong arms. Arms that had always sheltered her.

That evening certainly hadn't cured her. And the pain wouldn't go away so fast either. There would be many ups and downs ahead of her, including a child in New Orleans. But one thing Caroline was sure of when she lay in bed with Klaus that night. That bed he stood at many years ago and told her about the beauty of the world and gave her a reason to live. They would get through it together and whenever it was necessary Klaus would remind her what it meant to be his light.

And with a last look at her mother's letter Elena had given her that night, she could finally admit to herself that she had loved the man at her side for years. Strong arms held her as she slipped into dreamland and met her mother's smiling face.

My beloved Caroline,

If you read these lines I can't be with you anymore. But you know, it's not that bad. I've had a full life and I'm so proud of you and love you more than you know.

Never doubt it. You've become the woman I've always hoped for. You are strong and self-confident and you will go your way.

While I'm writing this letter, you and Stefan are preparing the house for me. I know by now that my efforts are in vain. Because you can't love Stefan. That's not a problem because it was just my fear that you'd be alone when I was gone, so I drove you together.

But we both know you'll never be alone. And I know as well as you do, even if you would never admit that there is already someone who owns your heart.

You can deny it all you want. But I've seen your eyes. Even when you cursed him. You were shining like a beacon.

Klaus may not be the man we wished for you. But he made you happy, honey. And no matter how many problems he caused (even though I can't approve of that) he gave you peace and security like none of us could.

You still can't admit it to yourself. I bet you're looking at that letter with horror. But when you realize that you don't know what to do and none of your friends can help you, I ask you, Caroline, to go to him. I noticed his looks too, and I'm sure he loves you.

I will always be by your side watching over you. And never doubt that I love you and am infinitely proud of you no matter which way you go, which man you will love and which decisions you will make in life. Cause you're the daughter of the sheriff of mystic falls, don't you ever forget that.

With love, mom.

~ Nigrissima nocte lux clarissima lucebit~

In the darkest night will shine the brightest light.

[salmarissa]

what she needed most

One of my fanfictions. I´m not very good at english. I hope it is ok. My german and english story´s are on fanfiktion.de - salmarissa or fantiction.net - layla de nuit. Hope you will like it.

~Rebekah and Caroline. Hard to believe, but they had become friends. In New Orleans for Rebekah's it is enough. She would straighten her brother's head and give her friend what she needed most~

Klaus opened the door for Camille. "Come on, love" he said gently and led them into the living room.

There his siblings sat with Hayley and Marcellus and discussed. When they completely entered Rebekah´s look darkened. She got up and wanted to leave the room. This was now the third time and Klaus had finally enough.

"What's your problem, Rebekah?" he asked aloud. The called spinning around, giving him a murderous look. "You still ask that?" She snapped. "Obviously," Klaus said and crossed his arms. "She," Bekah shouted, pointing to Cami, "and your problem is which now," Klaus asked bored.

Now Rebekah really freaked out: "How can you bring that bitch into our house? How can you do this to HER? "she shrieked. "To whom?" Klaus asked indifferently and his eyes darkened. CLAP. The blonde vampire smacked her brother and froze them all. "I don't believe it," Rebekah shouted in anger. "How can you replace her? How can you? After everything that's happened? Isn't it enough that you got Hayley pregnant?" she shouted now.

Klaus teeth stepped out and his eyes shone golden. "What did you tell her?" he started to boil. "To whom?" Bekah asked smugly. And she's already been pinned against the wall. Nose to nose with her brother. The others held their breath.

"What do you think, Nik?" Rebekah asked gently. "There was no need to say anything. After all, her ex-boyfriend was here visiting or not?" Understanding could be seen on the faces of the others. Only Marcel and Camille watched the scene frowning. Wondering who this person was.

Klaus let go of his sister and poured himself a drink, seemingly uninterested. "What have you got to do with her anyway?" he now asked gnashing his teeth. His sister laughed. "You don't know that? Well, of course not. You've been too self-absorbed, as usual. We've made friends. While you were making your little plans, we spent time together and got to know each other. I know everything, Nik!" Klaus froze and looked at her in shock.

Rebekah shook her head and looked at him pityingly. "She loves you"

"LIE!", the hybrid roared, trying to calm down. After all, they weren't alone here.

"Klaus", Camille whispered now, "Who is she talking about?" "No one love," he replied. What Rebekah didn't understand was that Cami and he were just friends.

"You dare?" Bekah asked again. "That was her nickname, wasn't it? Was it all an act? Congratulations Nik. She loves you but you. . . "

Now he turned to his sister and smashed the glass on the wall. "If she loved me, she'd be here by my side right now. I've offered it enough. She refused over and over again, she refused me" he yelled at his sister.

"And that surprises you?" Rebekah cried back, "How often have you hurt her friends. How many times you have killed someone to achieve your goals? You tried to split her up with Tyler instead of waiting for her to come to you alone. You haven't exactly covered yourself in glory, Nik. And in spite of everything, she saw something good in you. After all, she has feelings for you. But you can't wait. No, the great Niklaus Mikaelson makes an idiotic promise and then runs away"

"And how do you know all this?" he shouted again. "Because she told me," Rebekah yelled again. He froze. She had what?

"Don't look like that," Bekah now said quieter. "It took her some time to process everything. But you're about to have the next one. " Badly she stared at Camille. She raised her hands soothingly. "Hey, I think you're getting this wrong," she said. "We're just friends. I have no intention of doing anything with your brother. I'm his friend and maybe a therapist, if you want it this way. Although I'm interested in the person you're talking about, he never mentioned her," she concluded with a side glance at Klaus.

Could it be? Could he have already found someone who brought out the good in him?

Rebekah froze. Did she get it so wrong? A side glance at Marcel encouraged her. It was time for your brother to fight for his love.

"And now off to Mystic Falls," she said, bouncing. "What?" Klaus asked confused.

"You heard me already," Rebekah said firmly. "You're gonna forget your stupid promise and come with us to Mystic Falls. Her mother died and she needs you now. "

His features slipped and he was gone. "Um," Cami said.

Slowly everyone got up to pack their things. "Well, hopefully he's not planning on chartering a plane without thinking about us," Elijah joked before climbing the stairs.

Now Rebekah was alone in the room with Marcel and Camille. She took Marcel´s hand lightly and pulled him with her.

"It's time for you to meet my friend Caroline and Mystic Falls sweetheart", said the blonde beauty. She would pack as quickly as possible to assist Caroline.

And she would bring her what she needed most in these difficult times.

Her brother.