This story picks up from where Caroline sleeps over at the Salvatore's mansion after her mother discovered what she had become.
The room was still lit by the weakening flame in the fireplace. Caroline turns to her side to look at the flame. She notices the soft blanket that Elena has left on her body after she had fallen asleep on the couch earlier this evening.
She has been awake for a while now staring blankly at the flame. She has no idea what she is going to do.
'Does mum really mean what she said earlier on? Will it all become better after Damon compelled her?'
Caroline pushes herself up from the couch and walk slowly towards the small room at the basement where her mum is going to be in for this few days. Damon has made it clear that he will compelled her mother to forget about who they really are once the vervain leaves her system. Caroline wasn't sure going to see her mum before she was compelled is a good idea.
'Is it true that she really can't accept me for who I had become? Even if I am her daughter? Am I really dead to her?'
She keeps on walking while making sure she keeps her footsteps really light. She doesn't want to wake her mum or anyone in the mansion.
She peeps inside the room from the spaces between the metal bars on the door. Her mum was lying on small bed in the room with her back facing the door. Caroline knows that she is asleep by her even breathing. She feels herself letting out a small sigh of relief. She was all lost in her own thoughts staring at her mother when a low and husky voice whispers in her left ear.
"You would better leave now before you wake her up."
Caroline jolted to her right and saw Damon standing right next to her. She was surprise at how much she had let her guard down and let someone walk to her like that without her even noticing it. She should have been more alert since she is now one of his kinds, a vampire.
Damon put on a small lazy smile and makes a gesture for Caroline to follow him back to the mansion.
Once they were back at the living room, Caroline walks straight to the couch and slumped on it. She gathers the blanket that she left there into a bundle before snuggling it. Damon is pouring himself a glass of whiskey at the counter which stood at the other end of the room.
He tilts his head slightly to the side raising a brow while holding out his glass in one hand as a sign of offering a drink to the girl on the couch.
"No thanks."
"You shouldn't be too worried. She doesn't mean what she said." He takes sip from his glass while walking towards the couch to join the girl.
"How do you know?"
Damon sits down on the couch lightly before he continues, "Because I know you."
Caroline gave him a puzzle look. Damon seems to notice her expression even his eyes were glued to the flame when he continues, "I am sure she will accepts you for what you have become when she sees who you really are."
He turns his head slightly to the left to see a faint smile on her face.
"Get back to sleep. There are still a lot to do tomorrow," he says while getting up from to couch.
When Damon was about to leave the room Caroline mutters in a low voice, "Thank you."
Damon turns around and gave her a smirk before leaving the room without a word.