"Give a little time to me, we'll burn this out.
We'll play hide and seek to turn this around.
All I want is the taste that your lips allow.
My, my, my, my, give me love."
Ed Sheeran, "Give Me Love"
*Mystic Falls, Salvatore's house*
"Caroline. I've called you a million times, for God sakes, answer the damn phone! I'm worried about you! Where are you? Are..."
"What are you doing?" Her voice caught his attention. He hung up and turn his back from the window facing Elena at the door. "You've called her a thousand times, Stefan. She doesn't want to be found."
"That" he says "or she's dead somewhere!"
"Stefan!" Elena walked to him "Please, she's been through a lot and you know I love her but right now we need to focus on bringing Bonnie and Damon back. Stefan, please. Caroline will come back but... please..."
"I know, Elena, but I'm worried about Caroline."
"I am too but..."
"She turned off her humanity, Elena." He says, his voice cold as ice.
"W-what!?"
"Her mother /died/ in there. It was our plan and her mother died." Stefan looks at the window again "We need to find her before she does something crazy."
Elena looks down, with her hands shaking. "I... let's find her..."
*New Orleans, the compound*
Klaus was standing in the couch with his eyes closed and a glass of bourbon in his hand. A pile of ripped drawings were right there beside him. He opened his eyes when he felt a slight move. "Go away." His voice was emotionless.
"Klaus, look..."
"Vanish, Camille. I'm not in the mood."
She looked down and took one step closer. "Have you seen Hayley?"
"Hayley is upstairs with Elijah, can't you hear them!?" He looked at her "Of course you can't they're trying to be so discreet while drown their sorrows together..."
"You should do it too." Klaus kept on staring at the wall but he could help himself from rolling his eyes. "For real, rumor has it, it does work."
"Get out, Genevieve." He said finishing his drink "And take that one with you before I decide to drawn my sorrows in your blood." He smirked slightly as he heard Cammi taking a step back.
"Who is she?" Genevieve asked. That damn witch wasn't afraid of him! She took a few steps closer to him and looked at the pile of drawings."
"Someone." He says not looking at her.
"Uh... I never realized you had a thing for blondes..." Genevieve mocked and took a look at Cammi "Maybe you do stand a change after all, blondie. As a replacement for... what's her name?"
"Genevieve, I will snap your neck with no regrets."
Her smile got wider. "You know, Klaus, you care about such a small number of people that I really can understand when you actually care about someone. And you care about this girl. However she is. Don't you?"
"I /did/." I stood up and gave Genevieve his glass "Now go away."
"Did!?" She smirked "Uh... who is she? My curiosity reached an all new level!"
"Goodbye, Genevieve." He said and walked out of the room, not looking at Cammi. She looks down and then up again to the witch when she speaks:
"I would love to know who this... 'angel' here is." She picks up one of the drawings while Cammi approaches her in order to watch them closer.
Klaus shakes his head as he heads towards his room. He could hear the two women talking, wondering about who the blonde girl might be. He stops at his room's door as he hears Cammi's voice asking "But... if he cares for her... why did he rip the drawings...?"
"Because" Klaus whispers softly to himself before getting into the bedroom "I was trying to rip my memories."