"Help us finish it, Niklaus." Grace implored, stepping closer. His head wound wasn't healing, he was weak. His dishevelment from the past three weeks, stuck in this position while Lucien toyed with the idea of killing him, hoping for some form of retribution. And so the original hybrid wasn't very intimidating despite his trying. "All we need is a little blood. Heal Hades. Lucien can remake the vampire species, erase the spell. The ancestors are gone, Niklaus."

"I've told you a thousand times, to stop calling me by that name." Klaus growled, and pulled on his restraints to stand before her. Grace took a step back. "You don't even know what it is you're doing. Lucien killed a great number of my loved ones, many of my friends. All to exact revenge for something beyond my control. For you to believe you can trust that delusional moron…" He chuckled and shook his head. When he caught Grace's eye again, he wondered if it was a sound decision all those years ago, to let her go. To let her try and pick at his walls. She was hanging on his every word, the girl was always naïve.

"Unlike you, I will wake up tomorrow, with the love of my very long life." Grace gulped at his threat, trying to pain her pain. "And you know what, Grace?" Klaus's fists curled. "Despite years of enduring the same life you had done, she still has a soul." He hissed. Grace shook her head and walked away.

"I wonder if she will have after I'm done with her." Lucien's voice carried. Klaus scoffed at his remark. As if Lucien knew where Caroline could be. "Or if after sweet little Caroline has been freed, she'll be the same as Grace."

Lucien walked to Klaus and held up the pain dagger, its bone blade glinting in the sun as he admired it. Klaus glared at him. Cami was dead; Lucien had nearly gotten to Elijah. He'd killed Finn. How would he have found Caroline.

"When Aurora revealed her true feelings, unbeknownst to me, I considered turning back the clock. If you know what I mean." Klaus stared at him in surprise. "Oh yes, I had the means to do so." Lucien assured him, and then walked away. "But I realized I should, I should thank you. For lifting the veil from my doubting eyes."

Lucien withdrew his phone and brought up a video on it, then flipped it to play the video to Klaus.

It was Caroline. Klaus felt paralyzed, only able to see Caroline strapped in a chair, panting after whatever the hell the two captors about her had done. She was bloody. Weak; weak enough to not heal as well. Her hair sweaty, she closed her eyes.

"Just to inform you, I've destroyed the spell; only the witches and their bloodlines that helped me know how to recreate it and there's no possible way, you're getting your hands on them." Lucien told him. Caroline screamed in the video and Klaus flinched, closing his eyes and looking away. "I don't know if you can tell, but right now Caroline is on the brink of desiccation." Lucien informed him. Klaus glanced at him and then back to Caroline, feeling as though the pain she had to endure right then was his. "But with the toxins, that the poor dear has been injected with, she may not survive such a transition. And if she doesn't, well. I must say in the history of vampirism, I don't believe one soul has passed in such a way." Klaus closed his eyes, his fists tightening. He looked to Lucien.

"Was Aurora's rejection of your stale feelings really that much of a surprise?!" Klaus exclaimed, pulling at his restraints "Would you not take your suffering out on me when Caroline had nothing to do with this!?"

"No, I'm not taking my suffering out upon you, Klaus." Lucien replied, smiling. He walked up to Klaus again. "And I rather think this Caroline is playing with your feelings as much as everyone around her seemed to think so." Klaus's eyes widened at his last note. "I didn't have to hunt for Caroline, Nik. I merely, rung her quaint little doorbell, convinced her I was in need of assistance, let her fiancé tend to the children that she apparently is now mothering. Another couple of children entering your life, Nik? Or were you expecting her to leave all she had behind to come and cater to your whims as you had us do for so long, being the decoys that led your father on a wild goose chase after us?!"

"I do not care, for your hurt feelings, Lucien." Klaus hissed, touching noses with Lucien as he stood again. "All I seem to see now is red. But that will soon pass. Once your monster heart is in my hands, and your lovely assistant Grace is dead right along with you." He said, and chuckled. "Perhaps I'll make her watch your death." His eyes shifted to Grace who looked down and clutched at the collar of her shirt, looking petrified. "All you have to do now, is turn your spite and hatred, toward me. Let Caroline go. Whatever methods you have planned for her, you can unleash upon me." He looked back to Lucien, and the violent light in his eyes disappeared, his evil smirk vanishing from his face.

"You honestly believe I need your permission?" Lucien exclaimed. "That I cannot see what you are trying to do?" Klaus looked away, and set himself still. Lucien went away with a shake of his head, and Grace soon scurried after him, leaving Klaus to his reeling mind, trying to figure out what he was going to do next.