No real warnings, though I guess if you haven't watched 4x18, you should do that first.
"Don't turn your back on me!"
"I should've turned my back on you ages ago!" Caroline screamed back, feeling tears prick the corner of her eyes in frustration, "Do you realize how hard it is every single day to look at you and know that somewhere inside I still care about what happens to you?"
Klaus was taken aback by her words, staring at her with wide eyes.
Caroline knew that she should've stopped talking there, but it seemed that now that she started, she couldn't stop.
"I hate feeling this way! I hate that no matter what you've done or what I know you will do that I still come back and try to help you because I still have this naive sense of hope that I'll find something—something that I can hold onto that will make everything that I've done worth the effort."
Caroline grabbed at her hair and turned around, feeling the tears leak out of her eyes. Making a frustrated noise, she plopped down on one of the leather seats, resting her elbows on her knees and her head in her hands.
"Caroline—" she heard Klaus start, but she abruptly raised her right hand, silencing him.
With her head still down, she started again, "I don't know what it's like to feel alone for over a thousand years. I don't know what it's like to feel like you can't trust anyone, not even your siblings, for over a thousand years."
She raised her head, looking at him with tired eyes, "All I really know is that you have something there…something that you've locked away, and yet still I'm able to see it in the small moments that we have together. I know that I haven't exactly made it easy for you to allow that something to come out more often but…your ability to feel hurt? To feel angry? Sad? That's all apart of having humanity."
Caroline gave a dry huff, "And yeah, it sucks sometimes, but it's worth it in the end. You have that in you, Klaus…and that's why…that's why I can't seem to stop coming back."
Klaus stared at her, his eyes wide. Caroline sighed, closing her eyes, "At least say something." she muttered.
"It's gone," he uttered quietly, sounding shocked.
Caroline furrowed her eyebrows, "What?"
"The pain…" he elaborated, his face a mixture of bewilderment and awe, "…it's gone."
Klaus groaned, slowly making his way toward her on shaky legs, "It was never there…he got in my head." he realized, pausing in front of her with a trembling hand pointed at his temple, "Silas…got inside my head."
Caroline watched warily as he dropped to his knees before her and she flinched as he took her hand, cradling it in both of his own.
Looking up, she was startled at the look he was giving her, so full of genuine gratitude and…she couldn't exactly place what else.
"You took my mind off it," he croaked, staring into her eyes, "you brought me back, Caroline."
Caroline froze as he seemed to keel over, his sweat-drenched forehead leaning against her shoulder. After a few seconds, she relaxed slightly and tentatively raised the hand that he was not holding to gently cup the back of his neck, feeling him quake beneath her fingertips.
She swallowed hard, whispering more to herself than to him, "If Silas can make you of all people believe that you're dying…what can he do to the rest of us?"
Klaus let out a shuddering breath against her shoulder, and, against her better judgement, she held him there, feeling the sunlight of the setting sun fall upon them both.