"What is it that you have to speak to me about in person?" Caroline asked, looking at Rebekah questioningly. "You said that I was the only one who could fix Klaus. What do you mean?"

"You would do anything to save your friends, wouldn't you?" Rebekah said.

"What kind of question is that? Of course I would," Caroline raised an eyebrow, eyeing the blonde original. "What does this has got to do with Klaus?"

"You need to do help him get his humanity back. I know my brother, he wouldn't let your friends' doing slip away. He's a vengeful person, Caroline. He's been plotting revenge all his life. That's what he does. And I know, as long as Niklaus is not dead, he will get blood on his hands. I don't want my brother dead, and you don't want your friends dead. Which is why you need to help him," Rebekah explained.

"Why can't you do it? You are his sister."

"Because he's not going to listen me. Think about it, do you really think he would listen to me telling him not to kill your friends? I've got nothing to lose if he kills your friends. I just don't want to lose my brother. He's the only one I have left right now. As much as I hate him sometimes, I can't lose him," Rebekah said. "You need to do something before your friends kill my brother, or at least, before your friends get killed."

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Klaus picked up a shot glass and downed the vodka in an instant. He slammed the glass down, groaning in frustration. His mind wandered off, planning and plotting on ways to get back at the Salvatores, the Gilberts and Bonnie Bennet. They took everything away from him. What other choice did he have? He only wanted revenge. Klaus sighed, trying to drown away his anger and frustration in vodka.

The doorbell rang, making Klaus' head turn. He got to his feet and shuffled his way to the door. His eyes tightened at the sight of Caroline standing at his doorstep. "Caroline?" he said, his voice slightly husky.

"Hey, can I come in?" Caroline asked, her eyes quickly catching sight of Klaus' bandaged hand.

Klaus nodded and led her to the living room. He went over to grab a glass and poured her a drink. "So, what brings you here love?" he asked.

"What happened to your hand?" Caroline eyed his hand for a second and fixed her gaze on Klaus. "You're injured."

"Nothing I can't handle," Klaus said, pretending like it didn't hurt when it still stung a little bit. "Now, back to my question, what brings you here?"

"I just wanted to see how you were doing. You haven't been human for years, I thought maybe I could h-"

"You could what? Help? I don't need your help Caroline. I've told you, I can manage myself," Klaus snapped, gritting his teeth in anger. Immediately, regret rushed through his veins for raising his voice at Caroline.

Caroline's eyebrows narrowed as she felt herself fuming inside. "You know what, Klaus? I am done here. You know what your goddamn problem is?! You shut everybody out the second they try to help you. So I'm sorry for actually coming here to help you when you don't want any help." Caroline exploded. She got on her feet, storming out of the house and slamming the door behind her.

"I can't believe it. All I did was try to help and I get yelled at?! Unbelievable," Caroline muttered under her breath as she proceeded to her car.

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Caroline's words replayed the back of Klaus' head. He felt guilt-ridden for shutting out someone who was trying to help him. Klaus slumped himself into his couch, pouring another glass of vodka. Taking a sip, he hoped that the vodka would somehow relief him.

Caroline's words made his mind spiral. Pain, fear and loneliness started to cloud his mind. He chugged down another glass before his eyes closed as he fell into deep slumber.

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Caroline sank her head into her pillow. She looked out her window. It was a chilly night. The moon had appeared out of the horizon and the skies were filled with stars. What a day, she thought.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Caroline jolted, startled by the knocks that was coming from downstairs. She jumped out of bed and made her way to the door. Her eyes widened at the sight of Klaus standing outside her door. "What are you doing here?" she asked, folding her arms together.

"I'm sorry for what happened earlier today," Klaus said apologetically. "I just don't know what came over me. And I'm sorry. I just don't have anyone right now and I don't know how to project my feelings," Klaus fixed his gaze on Caroline as he spoke.

"That's the first time I've ever heard you apologize," Caroline sighed.

Klaus pressed his lips together into a thin line. "Well then, I guess that's a start," Caroline said. "I appreciate the apology. Thanks," her face softened.

Klaus nodded, "Guess I'll see you around. Goodnight, Caroline." He gave her a smile.

Caroline smiled weakly in return. "Goodnight," she said. "And by the way, what you said about you not having anyone, that's not true," she paused. "You have me." Caroline said, before closing the door gently behind her.

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Author's Note: Hello again! I'm trying my best to update whenever I can. I'm really glad that many of you liked the storyline so far. I hope you like this one too! Leave me a comment if you'd like. I love reviews! Till then! Xoxo.