I'm so sorry you guys! I've had this chapter on my computer for MONTHS and just now realized that I never updated this story. I feel like such a bad person for being so forgetful like that but I had school on my mind and other things too, so I just completely blanked out with this.

I am officially on break now from school and don't have to go back until January 14th, so I will probably be able to update more often now. I have stuff written; I just haven't been able to type it out yet.

For the people who also read my Supernatural story, I'm in the process of writing the next chapter and will probably have it done by Friday - that's my plan, anyway!

Enjoy!

Chapter Fifteen

Rebecca helped Damon wrap Mason up so they would be able to move him easier later. In the middle of that, Elena brought Stefan home and Rebecca didn't know what had happened, but he looked rough. He had the moonstone, however. It was a small thing and Rebecca wished she knew what the big deal was about this stupid stone.

"All this for that?" Damon asked.

"Yup," Stefan answered. He looked at the body wrapped up in the tarp. "I see you executed your usual restraint."

"Had to be done," Damon said, shrugging. "You know that."

To Damon that remark was true, Rebecca knew. When it came to threats it was kill or be killed, and Mason had tried to get both Stefan and Damon killed. He had gone after Rebecca too, which had automatically marked him for death in Damon's eyes.

Damon got Mason's cell phone and wallet out from the tarp and began texting Carol Lockwood. He spoke the message out loud:

Hi, Carol:

Big opportunity in Florida. Gonna be gone for a long time. Will send for my things once I get settled.

Much love,

Mason

"Let's get rid of the body," Stefan said, leaning over the folded up tarp.

Rebecca noticed he was moving slower than normal and became concerned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I had to go through vervain to get that rock, though."

"Vervain?"

"Ooh," Damon said, a little too excited to be speaking about his brother falling into a well of vervain. "Last number dialed. I wonder who that could possibly be."

"Damon, no. Don't provoke her," Stefan said.

Damon had already dialed the number. Rebecca knew that Damon thought he would reach Katherine, and he was probably right. Stefan began chasing Damon around and trying to get the phone away from him. Damon, in pure big brother fashion, didn't let Stefan have it.

"Mason," was the response from the other end of the phone. "You should've been here an hour ago."

Damon and Stefan stopped horsing around and Rebecca became alert too.

"Wrong boy toy," Damon quipped, after which Stefan smacked him.

Rebecca didn't know what to think about taunting Katherine because on the one hand it felt awesome to have one up on the evil little wench, but on the other . . . Katherine had no problem being vengeful. If they messed up her plans then she would pay them back with interest.

"Damon. For once you've surprised me. I assume Mason's with you."

"He's right beside me. Although his heart's across the room."

There was a pregnant pause while Damon's words sunk in.

"You shouldn't have."

"I've had a very busy day today. Killed a werewolf, found the moonstone. Hey, did you know that he hid the moonstone in the bottom of a well filled with vervain? Guess he didn't trust you very much. Though he did love you, poor guy. Hey, where are you? 'Cause you know, I can bring him over. Last goodbyes and all that."

Stefan and Rebecca shared a look. They both knew that Damon changing subjects quickly was his way of trying to catch Katherine off guard.

"You have no idea what you've just done," Katherine said.

"Oh, did I put a kink in your master plan? I'm so sorry."

"Do you honestly believe that I don't have a Plan B? And, if that fails, a Plan C and then a Plan D and . . . you know how the alphabet works. Don't you?" Another pause and then, "Send my love to Stefan. And by the way, how did Chelsea fair when you were torturing Mason? I bet she felt every little thing you did to him."

Damon's face hardened and he threw the phone into the wall. It smashed to pieces and those pieces landed everywhere.

"How did Katherine know about Chelsea?" Rebecca asked, her heart pounding rapidly. "Damon, how did she know?"

"I don't know."

Rebecca felt panic fill her. It was the same panic she'd felt when she had come home that one night to find Chelsea missing. She felt the same rage that had filled her when she'd found out John Gilbert had been behind it. She knew what had happened to John was because he had messed with Chelsea.

Katherine had now messed with the wrong person.

When Elena arrived home, she found Alaric and Jenna in the kitchen making dinner. Alaric was cutting up vegetables and Jenna was setting places for four at the table. When she came into the kitchen Alaric looked at her with concern. She nodded to let him know that she was okay.

"Where's Jeremy," Elena asked.

"Uh, he came home earlier. He had Chelsea with him. He said he wasn't hungry. Everything go okay today?"

"There were a few hiccups, but yeah."

The phone rang and Jenna answered, but after a few seconds she handed the phone to Elena.

"Who is it?" Elena asked.

Jenna shrugged and went over to the sink to begin washing the dishes that had already been used.

"Hello?" Elena said as she put the phone to her ear.

"Hello, Elena," came a familiar but not welcome voice. "Did you enjoy your little rendezvous with Stefan this morning?"

"Katherine?"

"I will always know, Elena. I will always be one step ahead of you. When're you gonna figure that out? Do you know how easy it was to get inside of your house? To replace Aunt Jenna's vervain perfume? To convince her to stop drinking her special tea?"

"No," Elena said.

Elena looked at Jenna, who was now cutting a loaf of fresh bread into slices.

"Jenna's been my little spy for days now. But, unlike you, Jenna actually listens to me. So when I suggested that the world would be a much better place if she were to just -"

Jenna lifted up the knife she'd been using and before either Elena or Alaric could get to her, Jenna had stabbed herself in the stomach.

Elena had dropped the phone and rushed to her aunt's side. Alaric had gotten there first.

"Jenna!"

Jenna was unconscious on the floor.

"Jeremy," Elena yelled. "Jeremy!"

Elena didn't know what to do other than call for an ambulance.

Rebecca had gone to the hospital when she had gotten the call from Jeremy telling her that Katherine had compelled Jenna to stab herself. She had been planning on going to the Gilbert's anyway to get Chelsea, but now Chelsea was at the hospital too.

Rebecca wondered if that was smart considering the girl was maybe empathetic and she'd be able to feel the pain from the people there. But Chelsea wasn't crying, so Rebecca assumed that meant she wasn't in pain.

Jeremy, Rebecca, and Chelsea were still in the waiting room when Elena came out from the ER.

"Is she okay?" Jeremy asked, standing and going to his sister; Rebecca stayed seated with Chelsea on her lap.

"The doctors told Alaric that she got lucky. She's gonna make it."

"Does she remember what happened?" Rebecca asked.

"No, nothing. It's all part of Katherine's mind compulsion."

"Why would Katherine want to hurt Jenna?"

"Because she's trying to send a message. That she could get to anybody."

Elena turned away, but not before Rebecca saw the tears fall from her eyes.

"Hey, hey, come here," Jeremy said, grabbing Elena and holding her to him. "It's gonna be okay."

"No, it's not," Elena countered.

"She's gonna pay, Elena. I don't know how, but she's gonna pay."

"Yes, she is," Rebecca answered.

Katherine couldn't get away with hurting people Rebecca loved. She'd gone after Caroline and now she'd gone after Jenna. It had to end now.

Once Elena went back in to see Jenna, Rebecca asked Jeremy a question that she should've asked to begin with.

"Was Chelsea okay when . . . you know, when Jenna . . . ?"

"She cried for about a minute. By then Jenna was unconscious, so . . . I guess that meant Chelsea couldn't feel anything after that."

Rebecca nodded, all the while thinking they really needed to figure this Chelsea thing out.

Later that evening Elena walked into the study at the Salvatore boardinghouse because that was where Stefan was. She needed to talk to him.

"We were stupid," Elena said, and Stefan, who had been standing with his back to her, turned around. "Sneaking around, thinking that we weren't gonna get caught."

"I know," Stefan agreed.

Elena could see the pain written all over Stefan's face and she knew he would see the same on hers. They felt the same amount of pain, but Elena's was caused by so much more than this break up. Elena had people she had to protect. She knew Stefan cared about her family because they were her family, but apart from Damon, who could take care of himself, Stefan had no one he had to look after.

"We did this, Stefan. Jenna's in the hospital and Jeremy could be next. All because we didn't listen to her – because . . . because we're together. Stefan -"

"I know what you're gonna say, Elena," he said.

"Then let me say it. I've been so selfish because I love you so much, and I know how much you love me. But it's over. Stefan, it has to be."

"Elena -" Stefan shook his head, eyes filling up with tears.

"Stefan." Elena grabbed his face and stroked his cheeks. "It has to be."

Elena kissed him goodbye and walked out of the room. She felt as if she were cutting a limb off of herself; that was how much it hurt to walk away from Stefan.

When she walked past the parlor she saw that Rebecca and Damon were there. Rebecca still had Chelsea, Elena noticed. She didn't know what had happened earlier with Mason, but she was sure something had. Rebecca hadn't wanted to let Chelsea out of her sight since she'd picked her up at the hospital.

"Elena," Damon called out to her. "I'm – I riled Katherine up. I wasn't thinking; I didn't think."

Elena knew that this was Damon's own way of apologizing. For once, she didn't think he needed to apologize. He was not responsible for Katherine's actions – he hadn't made her compel Jenna to hurt herself.

"It doesn't matter, Damon. She won. Katherine won."

Rebecca and Damon made their way to the bedroom with Chelsea – they weren't going to be leaving her alone any time soon, not until they figured out what was going on with her.

"Damon . . . we need to get rid of Katherine. She knows about Chelsea and there's no way she won't use her to get to us. To me."

"I don't think she'd be stupid enough to try to kill you. You're stronger than her and she's alone."

"We think she's alone," Rebecca corrected. "She could have someone else working for her. She had Chase and then Mason and she manipulated Caroline into helping her."

Damon knew what Rebecca said was true. Katherine needed to be dealt with. Katherine would use Chelsea against them.

"We'll find a way to get rid of her," Damon said. "We'll do it tomorrow. For now, we'll just watch out for Chelsea."

The next day around noon, Caroline went down to the cellar where her mom was and, since she didn't want to face her mom on her own, she took Rebecca with her. Rebecca had made Liz breakfast, but the woman hadn't touched it. The tray was still on the stool Rebecca had set it on.

Liz, who had been lying on the cot Damon had provided, sat up when Rebecca and Caroline walked in.

"Good news," Caroline said. "Dr. Damon said the vervain's almost out of your system. So with any luck, you'll be freshly compelled and back in your own bed by tonight."

Rebecca could tell Caroline was being falsely cheerful, but it had no effect on Liz. Liz wouldn't even look at Caroline.

"Are you really just gonna pretend like I don't exist?" Caroline asked.

That got a reaction. Liz looked up, glared at her daughter, and said, "Yes. So please go."

Caroline scoffed. "As usual, you don't care. Got it."

Rebecca touched Caroline's back just to let the blond know that she cared, and Caroline picked up the tray of food so they could leave.

"Just like before I was a vampire," Caroline continued. "It's not like I died or anything."

As Caroline reached to open the door Liz's voice stopped her. "Are you . . . Are you really dead?"

"Yes and no," Caroline answered.

"How is it possible?" Liz asked.

Rebecca hadn't thought about it until just then, but Liz had never had the time to grieve for her loss; she'd only found out Caroline was a vampire, so Liz hadn't had time to take in that her daughter had died and come back to life.

Rebecca looked at Caroline and then back at Liz. "Caroline's newer at this than I am," she explained. "Can I tell you how this works?"

Liz swallowed nervously. "You attacked me."

Rebecca sighed. "You were gonna kill Damon," she said as if that explained it all, which to her it did. "He and Chelsea are my snapping points, Liz. I'm not rational when it comes to them. But I can explain . . ."

Liz nodded.

"Good. First thing you need to understand is that Caroline is not a killer. Not all vampires kill people to feed. You don't have to kill the person when you feed on them, not if you don't take too much blood or cause them to bleed out."

"I mainly drink from blood bags," Caroline said, hope in her voice. "It's not as good as the fresh stuff, but it beats the animal blood that Stefan's been trying to get me to drink."

"So you steal the blood from the hospital?" Liz asked.

"Damon does. I've been pilfering his supply."

"So as long as you have blood you don't need to kill?"

Rebecca couldn't believe how calm Liz was, but she was happy the woman was trying. Caroline needed her mother. But Rebecca dreaded Caroline's answer to Liz's question; depending on how Caroline worded it, Liz may or may not understand.

"I want to," the blond said. "It's my basic nature now. But on a healthy diet, I can control it. I'm getting better at it. I'm better than Stefan already. He a bit of a problem drinker. A blood-aholic."

"I don't want this for you," Liz whispered.

"I know. But when life gives you lemons . . ."

Liz widened her eyes and smiled sadly. Rebecca could tell that Liz couldn't believe that her daughter was taking everything so well.

"Caroline has become an amazing girl, Liz. You should've seen her yesterday. From what I've heard, she saved Stefan's and Elena's lives."

"I pulled Stefan from a well, and he was all vervained and just rotted, but Bonnie wasn't mean to me once and I just . . . I really think it's progress. You know?"

Liz looked at Caroline, confused. She didn't seem to understand about the Bonnie thing.

"Bonnie doesn't like vampires," Rebecca explained.

"No, because she's a witch," Caroline said. Then seriously, "Am I freaking you out?"

"It's just that you're become this person . . . This strong, confident person."

"Oh . . ." Caroline didn't seem to know how to take a compliment from her mother. "Thank you."

"You don't have to take my memories away. I'll keep your secret. Look, if you're worried about them just say you compelled me. I won't tell. I'll never do anything to hurt you."

Caroline smiled softly. "You know we never talk like this. Ever. And today meant so much to me."

"Me too."

Both Liz and Caroline had tears in their eyes. Rebecca felt like she was going to cry too. She knew Caroline craved attention and affection from her mother, and she'd finally gotten it.

"I know. I know I can trust you," Caroline said, sliding onto the bed so she could be beside Liz. "But you're never gonna trust them."

"Care . . ." Rebecca said as it registered that Caroline wasn't going to leave Liz with her memories.

"I'm going to take you home," Caroline told Liz, locking eyes with her; the vervain seemed to be out of her system. "You're going to forget that I'm a vampire and everything you learned the day of the park clean-up. You'll remember you got sick with the flu. You had a fever, chills, and ickiness, but I made you soup. It was really salty. We bickered and you got better. And then your selfish little daughter, who loves you no matter what, went right back to ignoring you."

Caroline had been able to hold it together long enough to compel her mother. Then she had turned into a sobbing mess of blonde curls. Rebecca grabbed her shoulders to pull Caroline in for a hug.

"Care . . . hey. You're gonna be okay. Okay? You're mom accepted you as a vampire. She loves you as you are."

Caroline nodded, but continued to cry in Rebecca's arms. Rebecca didn't mind. She had no problem with helping her friends when they needed her.

"So how are we going to protect your sister?" Caroline asked. "I don't want anything to happen to her either."

"I don't know, Care. I mean, there's something going on with her. She's empathic or something."

"I could tell that the other night when she cried because of me and I heard what happened with Mason."

Rebecca nodded, remembering what had happened also. She and Damon would have to be careful with how they did things now because whatever they did to other people and whatever they felt while doing those things . . . Chelsea would feel it.

"What about Jenna?" Caroline asked softly. "What are we going to do about her?"

"I don't know. She doesn't remember anything about Katherine compelling her, but we know she's not on vervain, so one of us – me or Damon – will compel her to think she walked into a knife."

"Walked into a knife?" Caroline scoffed. "Yeah, because that's a common occurrence."

Rebecca giggled. "I know, right. But it's a freak accident that could happen."

Caroline smiled a little. Rebecca was glad her blond friend wasn't crying anymore.

"Hey, Care. Do you want me to come with you when you take your mom home?" Rebecca sighed. "I don't know when Katherine will show up, so . . ."

Caroline shook her head. "No. Katherine hasn't really been bothering me since she found out you knew about what she was doing."

"Oh, okay. Well, that's one thing Katherine's doing right."

At that moment, Damon came down the stairs with Chelsea in his arms. She was happy, it seemed. She was giggling because Damon was stopping every few seconds and tossing her in the air only to catch her on the way down.

Caroline just stopped and stared at the spectacle that was Damon with Chelsea. Rebecca understood that Caroline couldn't believe that the same Damon who had treated her so horribly when he'd first arrived in Mystic Falls was the same Damon who was being so playful and adorable with Chelsea.

They were one and the same – two different pieces to the same jagged puzzle.

"Good afternoon, Damon," Rebecca said.

"Hey, Becca. Blondie."

"Damon," Caroline said. "I'm taking mom home tonight."

"I heard," he said. Damon seemed to hesitate before speaking again. "You did the right thing, Caroline."

Caroline was surprised that Damon had called her by her first name, if her wide eyes were anything to go by.

"Really?" She sounded insecure, and Rebecca knew part of that was because of Damon.

"Yes. Maybe your mom will understand one day, but for now . . ."

"Best to keep her in the dark?"

"Yes," Damon agreed again. "To keep us safe."

"Thank you is what he's trying to say," Rebecca said.

"What she said," Damon said, smirking.

"Gin!" Chelsea shouted. "Gin!" Chelsea was bouncing up and down and giggling.

"You wanna do it again?" Damon asked, grinning at the girl.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" the little girl screamed.

"Okay. Here we go . . ."

Later that night, after Caroline had taken her mom home, she went to the Grill. She needed to see Matt and she was hoping that he was working that night.

Luckily for her, he was.

"Do you need a table?" he asked.

"Oh, no, I'm – I'm not staying," she said. "I just . . . needed to use the little girls' room.

Caroline went to the bathroom feeling like a doofus. She had only stopped by to get a glimpse of Matt; she hadn't expected Matt to notice her. Caroline also hadn't expected to find Katherine in the bathroom. Caroline knew Elena was at the hospital with Jenna, so this had to be Katherine. Plus, Elena didn't dress like a hooker, and Katherine did, so that was another clue.

"Elena?" Caroline said, feigning ignorance.

"Hey, I saw you with Matt. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. You know, it's whatever."

Caroline had to go now or she was going to get herself in trouble. She tried to super-speed out the door, but Katherine got in front of her to block her exit.

"You're good," Katherine complimented. "What gave me away? Was it the hair or was it the clothes?"

"I know Elena's at the hospital."

"Hm. I need you to deliver a message," Katherine said.

Caroline tried to stand her ground, but she ended up backing up into a bathroom stall.

"What's the message?"

"Tell Damon and Stefan I want the moonstone or I will rip this town apart until it rains blood. Tomorrow night at the masquerade ball."

"I'll go right now," Caroline said softly.

Why hadn't she taken Rebecca up on her offer to come home with her? This whole thing could've been avoided if she had let Rebecca come with her.

"You do that," Katherine said before walking away.

Caroline didn't waste any time in going to the boardinghouse. She had to tell Rebecca what had happened.

Caroline knocked on the front door before letting herself in. Rebecca and Damon were sitting on the floor with Chelsea between them. The little girl was learning to run really well. She seemed to be happy to be able to be up moving around.

"I saw Katherine at the Grill," she blurted out. "I just stopped by to gawk and . . . quasi-stalk Matt."

Caroline then went on to explain everything that had happened, everything Katherine had wanted them to know. Stefan showed up in the middle of her explanation and Caroline knew he'd been able to hear from wherever he'd been in the house.

"She wants to do it in public," Stefan said. "Killing Mason threw her off guard."

"She's running scared," Damon said. "What she did to Jenna was desperate. She's out of tricks."

"We can't underestimate her," Stefan said. "We have to play this smarter than her."

"Can't we just give her the moonstone so she'll leave?" Caroline asked.

"No, we can't, Care. We don't know what she wants it for," Rebecca explained.

"Well, what do we do then?"

"We'll go to the masquerade ball, and then I'm gonna kill her," Damon said. "Tomorrow night."

"You're not gonna kill her," Stefan said firmly. "Because I am."

Caroline noticed that Damon grinned at that. He and Stefan were having a brotherly bonding moment. Granted, they were bonding over something strange, but she guessed they both had a reason for wanting Katherine dead.

"I still don't have a dress," Rebecca said. "With everything going on, I haven't had time to do much of anything."

"You do have one," Damon said. "You just didn't know it."

Caroline watched Rebecca's eyes light up at the mention of Damon saying that she did have a dress. Caroline assumed that Damon meant that he had gotten her one. He had taken care of it because Rebecca had been too busy to do it herself.

Maybe Damon had changed. Well, it was obvious he had, actually. Caroline actually saw why Rebecca could be with Damon even after how he had treated her when she'd first met him. Caroline couldn't forget the things Damon had done to her, but she could start to forgive.

Rebecca ended up spending the night with Caroline because the blond had been shaky from her confrontation with Katherine. Rebecca left Chelsea with Damon because Rebecca knew she'd have to go to the hospital in the morning. She was planning on compelling Jenna before they even considered bringing her home – they couldn't have her suddenly remembering she had felt suicidal enough to stab herself all because Elena, who had really been Katherine, had told her to.

"Hey, Becca . . ." Caroline called from her side of the bed. They had been lying there for about 30 minutes, but the thing about being a vampire was that unless you were extremely tired, it was super difficult to fall asleep at night.

"Yeah?"

"Will you teach me how to fight? I mean, like you do. Like a Slayer would? I just . . . I hate being weak. Even though I'm a vampire . . . people still use me and I don't like it."

Rebecca thought it was a great idea for Caroline to learn how to fight. One day Caroline was going to be away from help of any kind and she'd have to be able to take care of herself.

In fact, Rebecca had always thought it would be practical for every one of her friends to learn to fight. Elena, especially, because she was always getting herself in danger. Bonnie, Rebecca wasn't so worried about because she was a witch and could take care of herself just fine, but other people like Jeremy and anyone else that had been dragged into this supernatural mess needed to know how to defend themselves.

"Sure. We can start tomorrow, if you want to."

"Okay." And then, insecurely, she said, "You're not gonna hurt me, are you?"

"No," Rebecca said, giggling. "I'm not even going to be fighting you tomorrow. I'll just show you some basic moves that everyone needs to know and then we'll go from there."

The next morning, Rebecca went from Caroline's house to Elena's. Matt was at Elena's too, so Rebecca assumed Matt would be going with them to the hospital; so would Jeremy be, Rebecca thought.

They all arrived at the hospital around noon and Rebecca did as she said she was going to do and compelled Jenna to think she'd walked into a knife.

The doctor told Elena that Jenna was ready to go home, but she would have to take it easy. The doctor wrote out a prescription for pain medicine, which Matt and Jeremy went to get filled at the hospital pharmacy while Rebecca and Elena stayed and helped Jenna get dressed.

"A'right, easy. Easy," Rebecca said.

"Becca, stop fussin'. I'm fine."

"The doctor said that you have to take it easy," Elena reminded her aunt.

"Yeah, you don't wanna rip your stitches open, hemorrhage and die, a'right?" Rebecca quipped.

"Yeah, the only thing I'm going to die from is embarrassment. I walked into a knife. How does somebody do that?"

"It was a . . . freak accident," Elena said, looking at Rebecca.

"Yeah, it happens."

"It's happened to me, like, twenty times at the Grill," Matt's voice came from the doorway of the room.

Jenna chuckled but then grabbed her stomach. Rebecca grimaced because she knew that had to hurt.

"Okay, I'm being nice," Matt said. "It's never happened to me before. Be careful, a'right? Easy."

Jenna was fully dressed now and so Jenna let Rebecca and Elena help her out of the room. Elena had already signed the release forms; the only reason they doctor had asked for Elena's signature was because he had wanted to know who would be taking care of Jenna when she was released.

Jeremy was outside Jenna's room holding a paper bag filled with Jenna's prescriptions.

"We ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," Elena answered. "Thanks for getting those filled."

"No problem," he said, shrugging. "So, what are we gonna do?"

"We're gonna go home and eat lunch," Elena said.

Rebecca could tell that wasn't what Jeremy had been talking about. Jeremy was still worried about Katherine, as well he should be.

"Matt, can you help Jenna out to the car? I need to talk with Elena and Jeremy," Rebecca said.

"Sure," Matt said, though he seemed to not know why Rebecca needed to talk to the two others without him.

"Thanks."

After Jenna and Matt were out of earshot Jeremy spoke again. "What're we gonna do about Katherine?"

"We're not gonna do anything, Jeremy."

"She tried to kill Jenna. We can't let her get away with that."

"Yes, we can," Elena countered. "If it keeps us safe, then we can."

"And what if she tries something else?" Jeremy asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"She won't. Katherine hurt Jenna because I didn't do what she said. Well, I'm doing it now. Stefan and I are over; she wins. The end."

"You're being naïve and you know it."

Elena shook her head and began walking away from the two of them. Rebecca agreed with Jeremy; Elena was being extremely naïve.

"Jeremy, I know you want Katherine gone as much as I do, so . . . I should tell you that we're planning on getting rid of her tonight."

Jeremy's eyes widened and he looked confused. Rebecca explained everything that had happened to Caroline the night before and he nodded to show his understanding.

The only thing he had to say was, "Can I help?

Okay, I'm not sure how I did on the Caroline part, so any feedback would be much appreciated.