Caroline stared blankly down at the dead body, blood streaming out of the two small bite holes; she licked up the blood from around her mouth and slowly stood up. Caroline dug into her coat pocket and pulled out her mobile phone, her hand trembling as she punched in the number, Caroline pressed the phone against her ear and waited.

Caroline sighed in relief as she heard his voice the other end of the line,

"Stefan!" She cried, "I've done something horrible, I screwed up big time. I killed someone, please help me, Stefan." Caroline sobbed, her eyes fixed on the body, the fresh blood still enticing her.

"Caroline, Caroline... calm down, okay? Just take deep breaths, where are you?" Stefan asked worry laced in his voice.

"The back of The Grill… What if someone sees me Stefan? I don't even know what happened, he was just there, having a cigarette and all I could hear was the thumping of his heart, the blood pulsing in his veins. I lost control, I'm so sorry," Caroline whimpered, raking a hand through her honey blonde curls, "Plus, I'm covered in blood. Stefan, what am I going to do?" She asked, looking down at her outfit, she was wearing a plain white vest, a grey wool cardigan over the top, a pair of denim jeans and her small high-heeled boots, each item of clothing was covered in blood.

"… Just wait there Caroline, I'm coming right now…" Stefan told her, calmly, he always knew how to make the worst situations right, he was such a good guy.

"Okay, just hurry, please and if you could bring some spare clothes, it would be greatly appreciated… Thanks Stefan." She muttered and ended the call, staring down at the lifeless body; now all she had to do was wait until the miracle that was Stefan Salvatore came and saved her. He was like her guardian angel, Stefan had helped her throughout her transformation into a vampire and he knew what it was like to be caught in Katherine's web of horror and games.

After ten minutes of waiting, Stefan came rushing around the back of the Grill, clean clothes he had picked up from Caroline's house in hand. Stefan came to a halt, staring at Caroline, who was crouched over the dead body, licking up the remainder of blood that was left on the man's neck. She stopped and looked up at him, an ashamed expression written over her face; Stefan sighed and sympathetically touched her back, smiling down at her.

"It's not that bad, Caroline. I remember when I'd first been turned, I couldn't stop killing, women were throwing themselves at me, believe it or not and Damon was the good one back then." Stefan smirked and slipped his hand into Caroline's and gently pulled her up. Caroline looked down at the clothes in his hand and gestured towards them.

"For me?" She asked. Caroline took them from him as Stefan nodded; she wandered off into an alleyway, after a minute she came back, her blood-stained clothes stuffed inside her handbag. "Thanks Stefan," Caroline muttered a slanted smile on her lips. "What are we going to do about him?" She asked, signalling to the body.

Stefan shrugged, "We'll take him and … Dispose of the body, perhaps in the river."

Caroline nodded, "Okay, so, if we just pick him up and drag him to your car, am I right in guessing you brought the car?" She asked.

He nodded at her and grabbed the shoulders of Caroline's victim, "Get the legs."

Caroline did as he said and they began shuffling back to Stefan's car, trying not to be seen, Caroline snuck a quick peek in the window of The Grill and saw Bonnie, Elena and Jenna inside, chatting happily, laughing and drinking and Damon was sat at the bar, downing drinks by the minute, probably drowning his sorrows, things were quick complicated in his life at the moment, he was in-love with his brother's girl and Katherine was back, she'd coldly told him that she never loved him, it was always Stefan. Caroline could see why, Stefan was mature, confident, sweet and kind, not to mention good-looking. She studied him from a moment and couldn't help but smile, the way he handled things so expertly, Caroline watched as he slung the body into the backseat of his car and brushed off his hands. She nodded at him and got into the passengers seat, Caroline watched as Stefan slipped into the driver's seat and looked over his shoulder, making sure the body was fine. He shoved the key into the ignition and twisted it around, the engine come to life with a soft purr, Stefan pressed down on the gas pedal and the car smoothly lurched forward and they began their journey to the river.