Caroline watched the 'Welcome to New Orleans' sign pass by as she drove into the city. She looked around with wide eyes and marveled at the city's beauty. It was even better in person than Klaus' description. She couldn't wait to explore the city. First, obviously, they would have to settle in, but as soon as they were she was hitting the town.

A snore emitted from Stefan, who was curled up on the passenger seat. His forehead was pressed against the glass of the car window. Caroline wondered how he was able to sleep in that position. She also wondered how Katherine slept the way she did.

Currently, Katherine had her legs pulled to her chest and her head resting on her denim covered jeans. A small mewling noise came from her. It amused Caroline that 'Kat'herine made mewing noises when she slept. It's like she's living up to her name. The cat part at least, the blonde couldn't picture the curly haired girl being pure.

Caroline looked down at the GPS that was telling her where to go. She saw that it had turned off for lack of battery power. She scowled and pulled over into a driveway that belonged to a bar. The stopping made Stefan wake up. He blinked groggily for a couple moments and sat up.

"Where are we?" He asked. Katherine shifted in the backseat and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and looked around. The blonde looked at her companions.

"We are in the French Quarter of New Orleans, but my GPS died so I don't know where go." She said, hitting the device willing it to turn back on. Katherine jerked up, fully awake now. She glared at the back of Caroline's head.

"We are in New Orleans! You realize this is where Klaus lives, right?" She screamed. Stefan covered his ears and groaned. He was still partially asleep. Caroline simply ignored Katherine's yelling and pulled the car out of the parking space. She had pulled over so she could text Klaus and get directions from the bar to his place of living.

"Caroline! Caroline are you even listening to me?" The curly haired doppelganger had continued to poke and talk at Caroline as she drove.

"Oh thank God!" She screamed once she pulled into the circular driveway of the Mikaelson's current house. She turned the engine off and got out of the car. She had never been so glad to be somewhere in her life. Stefan did the same.

Once out of the car, both Stefan and Caroline noticed Katherine wasn't moving. She groaned and opened the backseat of the car. She used one hand to take off the human's seat belt and another to yank her out of the car.

"Hey what gives?" She screeched, lying on the pavement. Caroline glared at her and pulled Katherine to her feet.

"You weren't getting out of the car." The blonde explained. Stefan stood there, looking between the two girls. Katherine brushed her jeans and scowled. She looked up at her companion with hard eyes.

"Well, I wanted to die with dignity. Not hand myself over on a silver platter." She growled at the baby vampire. Caroline was annoyed with the doppelganger by this point. She sighed, exasperated.

"You aren't going to die!" She shrieked. At the same time, a British male voice had said;

"You are not going to die, love."

Caroline whipped around to see Klaus standing on the porch. She smiled at him and he smiled back. Katherine did not have the same reaction. Her blood went cold and her heart nearly stopped.

"Klaus." She whispered in a voice only a vampire could pick up on. Within seconds, he was right in front of her.

"Hello, Katerina." He said, stroking her cheek. The hybrid felt the now human girl shudder in fear. He smiled at the reaction he never ceased to get from the girl. Caroline watched, ready to jump in at any time. She knew Klaus freed her, but Katherine will often do stupid things.

"If you are going to kill me, do it quick. Please." She begged in a whimper of a voice. Katherine hated being human, it made it harder to control bodily reactions. She felt goosebumps spring up on her arms from terror.

"I am not going to kill you." Klaus stated. Katherine had her eyes screwed shut and her body tensed up. Once his words entered her head, she relaxed. Her eyes found his and searched for the truth.

"What, why not?" She questioned with confusion evident in her voice. The man in front of her simply smirked. She wanted nothing more than to slap it off his face.

"Because, dear Katerina, I have freed you."

"What?" She whispered in a barely audible tone. Her face was full shock and disbelief.

"You are free, sweetheart. I am granting you your long deserved freedom." He repeated. The world slowed down for Katherine as if it were going to stop. She blinked up at him with tears pooling in her eyes. Klaus' face revealed that he was telling nothing but the truth.

She felt herself sink to her knees on the ground. Her entire body was filled with so much relief and happiness that she didn't know how to physically react. Katherine's body began to tremble as tears shook her harshly. She could not believe that after five hundred years of surviving, she finally gets to live.

Caroline stared at Katherine in shock. That was definitely not the reaction she and Klaus hoped for. Klaus looked wide eyed at the girl's trembling body at his feet. He exchanged a look with Caroline, as if to say 'have I upset her or something?' She shrugged.

Stefan's mouth open and closed as he watched the strongest person he knew sob uncontrollably. He walked over to her and knelt on the ground besides her. He placed a hand on her back and moved it in circles.

Katherine choked and sat up. She wiped her tear stained face and leaned into Stefan. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder to support her. She sniffed a couple times and blinked. Stefan stood and helped her up. She cleared her throat and stared at Klaus.

"Umm, thank you." She blinked several times then laughed. "I never thought I'd say that to you."

Klaus smiled, actually smiled, at her.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let's go inside." He said, guiding the three newcomers into his home. Caroline mouthed a 'thank you' to him. He nodded in response.

"Elijah! Rebekah! We have guests!" The hybrid shouted upon entering the house.

Rebekah came from the kitchen and Elijah came from the upstairs portion of their residence. The blonde Original saw Katherine and growled. She sped towards the human.

"What are you doing here?" She said harshly. The black veins from her eyes appeared as her vampire face did. Klaus stepped between his sister and Katherine, leaving both his siblings to be shocked.

"Careful Rebekah, Katerina is now under my, I mean our, protection." Klaus warned. Rebekah backed away, very much confused. Elijah still stared gaping at his brother and Katherine.

While everyone talked at each other, Hayley made her way downstairs. Her appearance caught Caroline's attention. She glared at the wolf.

"What is she doing here?" She screamed. Hayley smirked at the blonde and stepped forward.

"Oh, didn't Klaus tell you? I pregnant and he's the father." The pregnant brunette said in a mocking tone. Caroline's blood boiled as she looked between Hayley and Klaus.

xXx

Caroline stared at Klaus in complete and utter shock. Hayley had just blurted out she was pregnant, the bitch. She hoped, prayed that it wasn't true. The blonde blinked her eyes, tearing her gaze away from her original target. She choked a little as she stared back and forth between the pregnant wolf and the hybrid who allegedly knocked her up.

Everyone else in the room shifted awkwardly. Katherine, who had been the first person to know about the baby, found the ceiling and floor very interesting. She had spent the first couple of moments in the room trying to avoid a certain suit-wearing Original, but now all she wanted was to disappear. She felt a sort of bond with the baby vampire and couldn't help but feel that she betrayed her in some way.

Stefan, who was the most confused in the room, glanced between the three supernaturals. They seemed to be having some sort of giant showdown, using nothing but their eyes to defeat the other players. His eyes flitted from Klaus to Caroline to Hayley. Caroline appeared to be on the verge of tears. Klaus looked, guilty, almost. Hayley, however, wore this look of triumph. Like she had won something. He stopped staring at the showdown and looked at Rebekah. She meet his gaze and gave him a small smile. He felt himself smiling back.

Elijah, who knew the truth, seemed the most oblivious in the room. If he were to be honest, he hadn't even heard what anyone else said. All he knew was that his brother had freed Katerina, and that was all he cared about. As he stared at her looking around, he noted that she looked awkward, like she would rather do anything else than be in that house. That was probably true.

Klaus noticed that the other people in the room were feeling weird witnessing this exchange. He, himself was getting awkward, having all eyes on him. As quick as hybrid-ly possible, he grabbed Caroline and sped her upstairs so they could talk in private. Once in his room, Caroline yelled.

"What the hell! You knew I was coming, why didn't you tell me SHE was here and was your new girlfriend!" The blonde screamed, shoving him.

"First off, she's not my girlfriend. I hate her, actually." He says. Caroline just glares at him and waits for him to continue. "And second, I knew you were coming, and telling you over the phone was just tacky."

"So it's true?" She asks. Her voice cracks a bit as the truth hits her metaphorically in the face. Klaus bites his lower lip and nods.

"Yes, she's carrying my child." The blonde girl swings her arm and punches him in the face.

"How could you?!" She screams in his face. The tears that she had been holding in, came pouring out.

"Caroline, please." Klaus said softly, his voice cracked as Caroline's had earlier. He was holding back tears as well.

"No! How could you tell me things like you fancy me and that you'll be my last love when in the background you were hooking up with the were-slut?!" The baby vampire shouted angrily and she pounded her fists against his chest.

"I wasn't. It was a one-night stand and I was drunk. I make bad choices when I'm drunk" Klaus replies grabbing her hands. She yanks them from his grasp and points an accusing finger.

"That's no excuse!"

"I know it isn't, but honestly I don't care about her so why does it matter?" The hybrid asks. Caroline looks at him wildly.

"It matters because you were sleeping around!" Klaus never saw Caroline so angry or hurt before. All he wanted to do was make it better.

"We weren't-" He pauses for a second to collect his thoughts and continue. "We aren't dating so why are you so pissed."

"You had sex with Hayley." She pointed out a bit dumbly.

"Yes, I did, and many other girls. Your point?" He asked, raising his eyebrow curiously.

"You can't like someone and sleep with other people."

"Damon did. And you have no right to tell me who I can and can't have sex with!" Klaus could feel anger creeping in. He breathed in and out so he could calm himself.

"You aren't Damon!" She snapped.

"And, you were sleeping with Tyler, your boyfriend, at the time." The hybrid pointed out. He managed his anger to get back on track.

"He broke up with me." Klaus' eyes lit up at that statement. He quickly shook his head to focus.

"And I'm sorry the inevitable happened, but you were dating at the time. What I did with my single life should not be a concern of yours when it happened while you were with someone else." The hybrid snapped quite loudly. "If you want to be pissed about Hayley, you'll be wanting to be pissed about the many other girls I've had in my time."

Caroline paused and thought about what he said. He was right, she didn't get to have a say in who he was with. She wanted to hate him for getting Hayley pregnant, but she was sleeping with Tyler at the time. The blonde wanted to hit herself for being such a hypocrite. She took a few much needed deep breaths and counted inwardly.

"I'm sorry, okay." Klaus' words hit her like a ton of bricks. She snaps out of her thoughts and looks at him. She was at a loss for words.

"What?" She managed to spit out.

"I'm sorry for sleeping with Hayley. Getting her pregnant. Not telling you. I'm sorry, so very sorry." The hybrid admits. He steps forward and grabs Caroline's hand. "I truly do not care about Hayley one bit. If it were up to me, I'd send her off until the baby's born. But Elijah's having none of that." Caroline laughed.

"Alright I forgive you." She smiles.

"But, if her being here bothers you, it's off to the bayou." Klaus says nudging her. He receives another radiant smile.

"You care about the baby, don't you?" Caroline questioned him suddenly. She couldn't help but notice the fondness in his voice when he talked about his little mini-me-to-be.

"Yeah, I do. At first, not really but now I can't wait." He said, a happy grin forming on his face. He made a move to sit down and Caroline did the same. "I think we should catch up." The blonde nodded, and the two started sharing what had happened in their weeks apart.

xXx

Downstairs, Rebekah and Stefan stood staring at each other. As they tried to ignore the screaming happening upstairs, they stole glances at each other. Each avoided the other. They didn't know what to say in each other's company. The two could hear Caroline's demanding voice as she begged to know the truth. Stefan couldn't help but flinch at the sound of his friend sounding so hurt.

Rebekah fiddled with her hands and blocked out the talking happening a floor above her. She glanced up to look at Stefan. She noted his awkwardness around not only herself but everyone in the house. When he looked up the blonde Original quickly averted her gaze.

Stefan chuckled when his companion whipped her head down to avoid him noticing her staring. He had been secretly watching her watch himself. The screaming from upstairs quieted down to just talking, and the vampire let out the breath he had been holding in.

"Hey, Rebekah." He said, breaking the silence between them. The girl looked up in response to her name. She meet his eyes and smiled.

"Hey Stefan. It's been a while." She said in response to the vampire across from her.

"Yeah it has. How have you been?" Stefan asked. Rebekah leaned forward and sat down on the couch. Stefan did the same.

"Well, it's been pretty hectic around here. So as good as possible." She smiled and continued,

"What about you?" Stefan looked at her uncomfortably.

"Um, you know Silas, right?" He paused and waited for her response. She nodded and he continued. "Well, he locked me in a safe at the bottom of a lake." Rebekah stared at him in horror, with her mouth slightly agape.

"Oh my gosh! That's horrible!" She exclaimed jumping onto the couch that he was sitting on.

"But, I am fine now. Caroline got me out of that thing. And Katherine helped. Without getting wet, of course." Stefan reassured, putting a hand on her knee.

"That's good." She said and smiled at his gesture. Her face then changed into a look of confusion. "What do you mean, she helped without getting wet 'of course'" The Original questioned.

"Katherine's an aquaphobe. It's kind of cute actually. I remember finding out when I was human. I pushed her in the lake and she freaked out. Came out of the water like a drowned rat, so adorable." Stefan recalled fondly. Rebekah burst out laughing. She rolled onto the floor. The other vampire just stared at her in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Katherine's. Afraid. Of. WATER!" She said in between laughs. She sat up, calmed herself down, and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh, but that girl seems fearless. And off all things to fear, I wouldn't even think of water." Rebekah explained. She pulled herself back onto the couch.

"Maybe it's something deep rooted or something like that." Stefan suggested. The blonde next to him shrugged.

"I guess we will never know." Rebekah replies. The two turn to look at each other and both burst out laughing.

xXx

Davina sat on her bed in the crappy little attic she's had to call 'home'. She glared at the clock on the wall. It ticked and tocked and constantly reminded her that she was here, Kol was dead, and neither of them were happy. The second hand slowly turned around the circle, and with each passing second the witch grew more and more impatient.

Just as she was about to get up to throw the blasted clock across the attic, she heard loud footsteps echoing throughout the church. The girl froze in fear and prepared herself for whoever walked through the door. Unfortunately, she was greeted by Marcel.

"Morning D." He said chipperly. Davina held back rolling her eyes and glaring. It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon. She wondered if he was an idiot or if he did things to annoy her. Specifically to annoy her. She put on a fake smile and tilted her head.

"Hey Marcel!" She said jumping up to give him a hug. When he wrapped his arms around her she tried not to groan. He smelled like blood and too much cologne. The girl was choking and trying not to gag.

When he released her, she looked up at him with faux puppy dog eyes.

"So, what are you here for today?" She asked gingerly, walking over to one of her current paintings. She gently lifted up a brush and pretended to focus on the work of art.

"No reason, D, I came by to give you company." Marcel replied coming up behind her. She rolled her eyes, knowing that he could not see her. Since he was there, she decided to ask him something.

"Hey Marcel?" She began, putting the brush down and turning to him. He smiled again at her and she bit back another eye roll.

"Yeah D?" He asked, wondering what she wanted. Davina took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing herself for what she wanted to say.

"It's really stuffy in here and I'm bored. I have no one to talk to." She began. He tilted his head in confusion, dreading what she was most likely going to say.

"I didn't know it was so bad, D." The vampire said to her. He walked around the room and listened to her continue.

"Yeah, it's very uncomfortable for me to keep living here." She whined a little, hoping acting like a little kid would get her somewhere.

"I'm sorry about that." Marcel told her. She shrugged like it was no big deal.

"I was wondering if you could let me live in the compound with you, I could be comfortable and you could keep me safe." The witch said. Marcel stared at her with an unrecognizable look.

"I'm sorry, D, but that just isn't an option. Could you hold out here just a little longer?" He asked. Davina held back her disappointment and nodded.

"Of course." Marcel smiled as he ruffled her hair.

"Alright. I gotta go. Nice seeing you." He said before speeding out of the attic. The witch sighed and fell onto the bed.

She felt like screaming. She was stuck in the god forsaken attic for who knew how long. Davina wanted to knock over her easel and throw her paintings. She wanted to smash the damned clock, which kept reminding her that everything got to move on but her. But most of all, the sixteen year old wanted to cry.

So that's what she chose. She let the tears fall down her pretty face. She let the sobs shake her body, knowing that she would have to spend day after day in the dusty old attic. She grabbed the pillow and slammed her face into it. It muffled her cries. She screamed into it, too. That was also muffled, but she couldn't help but feel condoled by it.

"Im sorry, Darling." An accented voice came from next to her. Davina sat up, teary eyed, and looked at him. She smiled and let out a choked laugh. She threw her arms around him and continued her cry into him. Her fists grasped his shirt and Kol let her. He just sat on her bed and let her emotions do what they pleased.

"Why Kol? Why?" She asked quietly, tears still streaming. He rubbed her back in a comforting matter and didn't answer. He knew the question wasn't meant to be answered. She advanced into a hyperventilating sob into him. And all he could do was watch, wishing he could do more than what he currently did.