You will find out more about Caroline's status as an individual [ie human, doppelgänger or vampire] when she does. Normal stories don't tell you right away everything about the character, so no spoilers here. ;)

"You're dead." he shrugged, taking a swig of bourbon he must have gotten from our liquor cabinet in the kitchen.

"I'm dead?" I repeated dumbly, staring at him.

"Yeah, well, let's not make a big deal out of it. You drank my blood, I killed you, and now you have to feed in order to complete the process." he shrugged again. "I explained this all to you already, hun. Use your noggin."

I laughed, feeling a bit sky-high. "You're wasted."

"You don't wanna be out there all alone. You're about to get really freaky." he said, as I got up and headed to the door. I opened it and looked at him.

"Damon, I had a really great time, but I think it's time you go home. I want to go see Jeremy."
He shook his head, getting up and walking over to me. "You're gonna start craving blood, and until you get it, you're gonna feel very out of it. You have to be careful."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Come on, Damon." I grumbled my head starting to pound. "Go home." I pushed his chest, groaning.

"See?" he snorted. "You're already starting to fall apart."

I rolled my eyes and exited my room, staggering to my front door. "And I'm going now." I opened it and groaned loudly as the sun hit my face. Why did the sun hurt so bad? I threw an arm across my eyes and slammed the door shut. I grabbed the sunglasses laying on the coffee table and stumbled back over to the front door, feeling Damon's eyes follow me with interest.

As I opened the door again, Damon chuckled darkly. "Ok, fine. I'm just warning you." he smirked and ushered me to my car, staying in the shadows that my house cast across the pavement. "Actually, you know what? You should go. In fact, if I were you, I would stop by your lover Jeremy's house."

I scoffed. Jeremy wasn't my lover...not really anyways. "Yeah, whatever Damon." I climbed into my car and started it.

He knocked on the window and I rolled it down. "Bye. Tell Elena I said hi. and if you see Stefan, tell him to call me." Smirking wider, he backed away and disappeared into the house.

Vampire? Right? I probably just partied to hard like I usually did.

Third Person POV

"Sorry I'm late." Logan murmured as he walked over to the mayor. Mr. Lockwood shrugged. "You have the watch?" was all he asked.

Once Logan nodded, all the mayor said again, was, "It's ready."
Logan looked at him in disbelief. "That's it?" That couldn't be it, he thought to himself, this was almost too easy.

His companion nodded. "Yes, that's it."

Caroline's POV

I followed Stefan and Elena to Vicki's house, because Damon had called Stefan and told them to high-tail to their house with his ring before he killed her.

When we arrived, Damon was lounging on Vicki's bed, looking smug.

"Where's Vicki, Damon?" Stefan demanded. "What did you do?"

"What ever do you mean, brother?" he blinked innocently. Damon smirked a moment later, dropping the act. "She's headed to Jeremy's."

Elena gaped at him. "You monster!"

Damon chuckled, getting up. He placed a hand on his chest. "Aw, Elena, I'm hurt."

He walked over to her and cocked his head, staring downward. "I'm the monster? I didn't lead poor Matt on." he pushed her out the door and she fell into the hallway, her head snapping against the floor with a crack. She started to cry, and Stefan quickly rushed her out to her car, calling me to come with him.
I started to walk away as well, but Damon flashed in front of me. "Not so fast, Blondie." he smirked down at me, brushing a piece of hair out of my face.

I tensed up and started to say something, when Stefan reappeared, dragging his brother into the sunset light that was drifting in through Matt's bedroom.

He cursed and Damon and Stefan fought. I looked around the room, my eyes landing on the strange necklace Bonnie had mentioned. I slowly walked over and picked it up, slipping it into my pocket and walking cautiously into the hallway. Vicki probably wouldn't be needing this after everything was over. Peering into the living room, I saw that Damon was gone, leaving Stefan laying on the coffee table, groaning and mumbling curses under his breath.

"Where'd he go?" I asked, rushing to his side.

Stefan huffed, sat up and popped his shoulder back into place with a loud crack. "I don't know, he just saw that it was dusk, and he bolted."

Elena stumbled in through the front door. "Forget about Damon, we need to go check on Jeremy! I don't trust Vicki alone with him!"

We all nodded in agreement and got into our cars and drove to Elena's house.

By the time we arrived, Matt's car was already in our driveway.

"Damn, Vick!" I heard Matt cuss as we entered the house.

"What's going on?" Elena shrieked, running into the kitchen.

"She's really messed up, man." Matt's face was distraught and he looked like he was going to cry.

"Elena, Caroline," Stefan called out, still standing in the entryway to the kitchen, "Back up. Vicki, look at me. Focus." her eyes peeked at him between her fingers and she squinted. "Everything's gonna be fine. Guys," he nodded at Matt and Jeremy. "Take her up to bed. Shut the blinds. She's gonna be okay." he took a deep, calming breath and helped them help her up. "Come on. Come on."

The two boys took him upstairs and when they were out of sight, I turned to Stefan.

"She's a vampire isn't she?"

He nodded. "She's transitioning." he clarified, looking cautiously at Elena, who was beginning to get overwhelmed.

"Transitioning into what?"

Sighing and placing a hand on her shoulder, I explained. "Damon killed Vicki with his blood in her system, and now, she's turning into a vampire."

"H-how does she get human again?" she asked, her brown eyes big.

"She has to feed on human blood." he replied.

"And if she doesn't?" she quired again, and I replied for Stefan, who was looking frusterated and worried at the same time.

"She'll die. Might only have a few hours?" I glanced at the only vampire in the room, who nodded in confirmation.

"But she's upstairs with two humans, Stefan!" I continued, the gears turning in my head.

"It's okay. She doesn't know what's happening to her just yet." he placed a hand on my shoulder and looked into both of our eyes.

"When is she going to know?" Elena demanded, turning towards the staircase.

"Right now she doesn't-" Stefan started, but the conversation I'd overheard from a few days ago came drifting back.

"She knows about vampires. Damon told her. I remember hearing them once. It's only a matter of time until she figures out A+B=C." Elena and I glanced at each other before springing up the stairs.

Halfway up the stairs, a figures sprints down the stairs and heads out the front door into the night, leaving us staring after her in confusion.

Stefan came around the corner to the bottom of the stairs, and Matt and Jeremy appeared at the top.

"She was fine, and then she just-" Jeremy's brows furrowed. "She just freaked out."

Matt sighed, jogging down the stairs and pushing past us girls. "I'm gonna go look for her. Call me if you hear anything."

We all nodded in agreement, and Jeremy headed back into his room, while Elena and I went to Stefan.

"I can track her." he murmured, looking to the both of us.

Elena and I met eyes and before I could say anything, Elena scoffed. "Well, what are you waiting for Stefan?"

Third Person POV

As Vicki ran away from the Gilbert house, somewhere else in Mystic Falls, Logan Fell was searching with the compass just inside the main branch of woods close to the old cemetery. Whipping out his phone, he dialed the Sheriff's number.

"I think I got something." he said, trying to mask his nervousness. "It's pointing towards the old cemetary."

The Sheriff heard his concealed nerves and sighed. "Headed your way now."

Caroline's POV

I decided to go home and wait, despite Elena's protests. I knew that Zach was out of town, so I would be alone. This honestly really scared me, but I stayed in my room, clutching a stake to my chest and sipping my vervain tea slowly.

I sat in the silence for a good five minutes, when someone knocked once, twice, three times, lightly on my door.

The door swung open, and I ran towards it, pushing it shut. Damon instinctively pushed back and I stumbled back, landing on my bed.

Taking a deep shaky breath, I shoved the stake into the back of my jeans and stood up slowly, meeting his eyes with determination.

"You're afraid of me." he smirked, stepping into my room here. "And so is Elena." his arrogant expression widened when he saw my eyes widen. "Yes, I paid a visit to her to, and no, I didn't hurt her, despite not having my ring back yet."

I took a few cautious steps so I was standing in the bathroom. "Stay away from me, Damon." I snarled and he laughed.

"Hey, there's no need to be rude, Blondie." He chuckled again. "I'm just looking for Stef. Can I come in?" he stepped past the line where the bedroom carpet and the bathroom tile met. "Oh wait,-" he laughed yet again. "I live here too."

My heart thudded in my chest and I put on my best face. "Cut to the chase Damon, what the hell do you want?"

He pushed me against the wall and held me there by my shoulders. "I'm not going to kill you right now,. That wouldn't serve me busy agenda. So...where's Stefan? Elena was no help, but you..." he clicked his tongue. "You and my brother can sometimes be like two peas-in-a-pod.

Shrugging as best as I could, I honestly replied, "He's out looking for Vicki. Are you that stupid?" the last part fell out, and my eyes widened as his smirk turned into a thin line.

"Don't talk to me like that. Vicki's going to thank me when she finishes the job."

I snorted. "I bet you and Stefan were so grateful to Katherine when she forced it on you."

Chuckling darkly, he murmured. "Mmm, go the whole life story, the both of you did."

I laughed. "It was enough."

"Eh." he shrugged, backing away. "Doubt it." he turned and started to walk out my room when he suddenly stopped. "Tell my brother I'm looking for him. Oh, and tip for later, don't stash your stakes in the back of your pants." he waved it around, smirking, and then he broke it in two on his knee and threw it in my trash with a flourish.

Sighing, I shot Stefan a quick text telling him briefly about Damon.

Stefan's POV

"Vicki." I sat quietly as I walked over to her.

She was cowering against an old tree just outside an old cemetery. She looked at me nervously. "I'm starting to remember things." she admitted. "I always knew, deep down, I think. He told me about what he was – what you are – I remember you compelling me at th-the hospital. It's all coming back." she took a shaky breath. "I'm a monster, aren't I?"

I frowned, walking over to her slowly. "I'm so sorry. Damon had no right to do this to you."

"What happens if-if i don't feed?" she asked nervously, and her eyes darted around the dark forest.

"You'll fade quickly, and then...then it'll just be all over." I whispered and her eyes snapped to mine.

"I'll be dead." she said dully, and slumped farther into the tree.
"Hey." I said again, softly, trying to confort her as best as I could.

"I don't want this!" She suddenly exclaimed, and I could have sworn I heard footsteps and the crunch of a leaf, but my ears were trained on Vicki, confused, impulsive, Vicki.

I nodded. "I know. It'll be ok. You're gonna be ok. I can help you."

A million questions flew out of her mouth, and again, I didn't notice the approaching footsteps. "Is it better? Is it better? Will I be better? I wanna go home. Will you take me home?"

I bent down to help her up, "Okay."

I heard a gunshot, and pain ripped through my body. I screamed as I hit the floor, and Vicki gasped. "NO!"

Damon appeared and snapped Logan's neck, taking a big bite out of him. I heard a crunch as his body hit the floor, and the irony scent of blood hit my nose. Damon's fingers dug the bullet out of my chest, and laughed humorously. "It's wood." he rubbed his temple as I sat up. "They know. If anyone's gonna kill you, it's gonna be me." he held out his hand. "My ring."

I sighed and hesitantly placed it in his hand. A slurping, moaning sound hit my ears and I whirled around to see Vicki, eagerly gulping up Logan's blood.

"No!" I shouted, trying to crawl over to her. "No! Vicki!"

She pulled back, her whole face smeared with his sticky blood. "I'm sorry." she murmured and got up.

I glared at Damon, who simply smirked at me. "Oops." He picked the compass up out of Logan's dead hands and stood up, dragging Vicki and Stefan to the main road and then disappearing.

Caroline's POV

Stefan stopped by at our house, and we both got into the car and drove over to Elena's house. He was silent the whole ride, not saying anything. I didn't prod him with questions, either. He'd tell us all at once, or not tell us at all.

"You're bleeding!" Elena gasped, rushing off her front porch to Stefan as he climbed out of the car.

"No. It's okay. It's okay." he pushed away her hand. "I'm ok." he paused, and glanced back at me. "I couldn't stop her. I tried."

"What does that mean?" she asked before I could speak up.

He sighed. "She fed, and then I lost her."

"Oh, my god." I mumbled.

"You're going to have to kill her, won't you?" Elena whispered, and Stefan shook his head quickly.

"I'll take care of it. I'll find her, and I'll show her that she can live like I do. I'll make sure that she doesn't hurt anybody. I promise you." he turned to me. "Both of you."

"What do we tell everyone?" I asked.

"We can come up with a story." Stefan replied, as we walked to the front steps and sat down.

"A lie?" Elena snorterd and rolled her eyes.

"I'm so sorry." Stef said geniuenly. Elena got up and sighed.

"I gave you today, just like you asked. I understand that you woulod never do anything to hurt me, and I promise I will keep your secret, but...I can't be with you Stefan, I-I just can't." she rushed into the house and slammed the door behind her.

Stefan's face fell and I hugged him tightly.

"C'mon Stefan, let's go home. We can deal with everything in the morning."