Apologies my friends. Mea maxima culpa. Excuses for the longer wait than usual entail of: evilness, (calling me mean made me SO happy-for real), work overload, exams and indecisiveness of where I wanted to take the story next.

To the lovely person who was witching about Klaus being hateable and a father figure and that there's no equality in the relationship, I simply respond to your essay sized argument with two nouns: Knightley and Emma.
No more needs to be said.

Yes, this is kind of a weird chapter because as you know Klaus is MIA and Caroline... well ...you'll see. ;)

Tyler woke up the next morning, naked and disorientated. 'What was he doing on Caroline's floor?' He thought. 'Where was Caroline?' He turned around and he choked on his breath. There was his Caroline, lying like dead on the floor, covered head to toe in bites. The bites has reached the infective stage and her body had turned a pale shade of grey. Tyler quickly bit his arm and forced her blood into her mouth, but she didn't take it. It was like she had passed out. He didn't even know if his blood would work, or if it was just Klaus' blood. The image of poor bloody Caroline was the only thing keeping him stifling his rage, like he should have done last night, he thought bitterly. There was no time for regret though, he needed to act fast to save Caroline. He carried her in his arms and sped to the Original Mansion.

He burst in with Caroline, shouting desperately for Klaus. However it was Rebekah who waltzed in. She was shocked when she saw Caroline, '''oh my god! What happened?''
Tyler winced in pain when recalled the memory, which was now flooding back to him. Him ravaging Caroline, tearing her skin out. ''I got mad. I turned in front of her. Where's Klaus? He needs to heal her.''
Her eyes turned from pity to panic. ''Tyler, Niklaus has gone. He's probably on a plane halfway across the Atlantic Ocean by now!''
Tyler groaned. It was a loud, desperate groan as he dropped to his knees, ''no no noo.'' He was helpless to stop the tears running down his face. He had killed her. Beautiful sweet Caroline. Who'd been with him through hell the past year. Rebekah dropped to the floor, putting an arm around him tentatively. She was really not used to comforting or hugging people, she felt awkward in all of a sudden. ''Don't worry, I'll call my brother and he'll come straight here."

Rebekah tried ringing but it was switched off so she left Klaus a message. It was short but to the point. 'Caroline's in danger. Needs your blood.' She didn't need to tell him to come, she was sure he'd come speeding like the love sick idiot he was, despite him talking down to her for being one. Hypocrisy in its finest element.

In the mean time, they needed to keep a close eye over Caroline, ''Tyler, let's move Caroline into a bed, so she can rest yes?'' She said gently. Tyler was dazed, like the energy had disappeared from him. Rebekah rolled her eyes and pulled him up his feet, then shook him. ''Tyler! For Caroline's sake, snap out of it. You snivelling and crying isn't going to help her!''

It was no use though, he'd already convinced himself that he'd killed Caroline, he couldn't see reason. So she picked Caroline up off the floor. Somehow in his pitiful position, Tyler noticed and started screaming.
''What are you doing with her?''
''Oh for God's sake,'' she said and snapped Tyler's neck. She had no patience for this. She took Caroline into Klaus' bed, she didn't know why really. She didn't know why he was infatuated with this annoying perky hypocrite but for some reason he was, so she'd take it upon herself to care for her.
When she tucked Caroline in, she heard a stirring. Caroline's eyelids fluttered as a quiet moan left her lips. ''Caroline,'' she called gently, ''can you hear me? Everything's going to be alright. Klaus will come feed you his blood and heal you. Just sit tight okay.''
Caroline could hear but she couldn't comprehend. Her fangs protruded as she moaned incoherently.
''Blood,'' Rebekah whispered, ''She needs blood.'' She sped downstairs as Tyler was waking up. It looked like his hysteric outburst had faded, so she said to him urgently, ''Caroline needs human blood.''
''We've got some blood bags back at my house.''
She shook her head. ''No. She's weak. She needs the real deal.''
''Caroline wouldn't want to take an innocent's blood.'' Rebekah groaned, ''urgh you're right, who would be willing to donate their blood to the 'save Caroline' foundation. Rebekah started getting out her phone before Tyler even said Matt.
...

''I came as soon as you called. Where is she?''
''Upstairs. I'll show you.'' They ran upstairs into the room. Matt was shocked at the state of her. He was shaking nervously as he held out his arm. Rebekah took it gently and bit it, dripping the blood into Caroline's mouth. At the taste of it her eyes flashed open and she sank her fangs into his arm. Matt gasped in pain. ''Don't worry I'll make sure she doesn't take enough to hurt you.'' He winced, saying ''Doesn't matter, let her take as much as she needs.''
''Matt...'' she said gently, his chivalry amazed her. He was a true gentleman always. As Matt started to go pale, she said, ''alright, that's enough.''
''Just a little more,'' he said defiantly despite in his weaker state. ''Matt don't be an idiot.'' She begged. It was too late, he'd passed out. She dropped to the floor and fed him her blood to heal him. The last thing she needed right now was an extra invalid.
She was concentrating on Matt when she heard a breeze by her. Caroline had sped off. ''Shit,'' she muttered. When she was sure that Matt would be ok she ran after her down the stairs. She saw Tyler on the floor. She would've laughed if the situation hadn't been more dire. This was not his day. Great. They had a rabid bloodthirsty vampire on the loose. Just another normal day in Mystic Falls.

With her sensitive vampire hearing she detected some faint screams maybe four streets away. She sped off in the direction of the screams. She got there when Caroline had finished draining a person, killing them. So much for calling Matt, she thought.
She grabbed Caroline, locking her arms around her. She was crazed, convulsing in her grip in which even she struggled to keep hold of despite her original strength. She managed to speed with her back to the house. Tyler and Matt had arisen and looked at her anxiously.
''We need to chain her up, she killed a man outside.'' Tyler started losing it again, gripping his hair.
''Matt,'' she ordered, ''there are some chains in the basement. Go fetch them.'' They were the same chains she'd used to torture Damon a month ago. Oh how times had changed.
Matt came back after a few minutes, Caroline had thankfully appeased her convulsions. She had Matt tie up the chains while she held her in position.
''You can go home, I'll watch over her now.'' Matt shook his head, ''I'm not going anywhere.''
They sat down a safe distance away from her. ''You know, you're pretty strong for a human.''
''And you're pretty warm...for a vampire.'' He joked. They chuckled nervously.
''What if Klaus doesn't come?'' He asked. She shook her head not believing to accept that. ''Oh he'll come. I know he will.''