It was a quiet night in Mystic Falls. Damon was at the Grill's bar, drinking like a fish.

A lonely fish.

He, actually, needed a real drink because nothing else would assuage his thirst and his anger. He was considering this when Elena joined him. She looked tired and concerned.

"Not that I care anymore but what is it this time ?" He asked, drinking down his whiskey shot.

"Nothing. I'm here to have a drink, just like you. And since this is the only place I know in this town, you are stuck with me."

"No, I'm not. I was about to leave."

"Then I'll stay all by myself. I start to get into the habit, lately."

"Where is everyone?"

"If by everyone you mean Jeremy, Bonnie, Caroline, Alaric, Stefen… They are all out of town, or missing. Or avoiding me."

He started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Turnarounds always make laugh." He answered. "They are moving on, why don't you do the same?"

She ignored his question.

"I'm worried about Alaric. It's not like him to just disappear like this, without a trace."

"Nothing to be alarmed about. He's enjoying himself with the crazy doctor."

"He didn't return any of my calls."

"As I said 'enjoying' himself. You should try it some time, you know ! Or you'll end up with ugly wrinkles before turning 30."

"Good night, Damon."

"Good night Elena."

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Caroline was in her room, alone. She was absorbed in watching the white dress tidily put down on her bed; thinking about her one and only thrill that playfully manipulated her.

All of a sudden, her mom knocked on the door -dragging her out of her thoughts- and announced:

"Bonnie is here, sweetheart."

"Let her in, mom." She answered. Then, rapidly, tossed the dress in the garbage and tried to look relaxed.

"Hey Caroline!"

"Hey Bonnie! How's your mom doing? "

"She took off just after her transition."

"Oh ! I'm sorry I haven't come to visit you for the last three days…"

"Don't worry about me. I know you have your own stuff to take care of since Tyler is back. By the way, I thought you would be with him until I met him earlier and he told me he hasn't seen you neither. Is everything okay? "

"We decided to take it slow." She simply answered, looking away.

"I understand. But there is something more. I can see it. Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really…"

"Alright, then I won't bother you with my visions."

"What visions? Tell me."

"I've been invaded by visions involving you, lately."

"What about me?"

"I'm not quite sure, yet. It was all blurry and interspersed."

She paused for a moment.

"But in one of them, you're, clearly, killing Klaus." Bonnie added in a slow voice.

"What? Me? Killing Klaus? How?"

"I didn't figure this part out, yet."

"This is absurd. He can't be killed." She instinctively lied.

"We can't say that for sure. The last few months taught us that this statement is not as immutable as he wants it to be."

"Have you told anyone else about all this, yet?"

"Tell who? My mom is gone, Ester is missing… And I have absolutely no more business to do with the Salvatore's and their little protégée." Bonnie said, outraged.

"Besides, if I do, it would make you a target at all levels." She added with real concern in her eyes.

Caroline needed time to process all this. In the meanwhile, she preferred not to share the valuable information she held about the Oak Tree with her friend. But she knew that it was only a matter of time before Bonnie would put the pieces together. She was a powerful witch. She had to think fast and efficiently to make the right call.

Why should it be MY call? She thought, overtaken by recent events.

For a reason she couldn't admit -but couldn't deny neither- , the idea of killing Klaus repulsed her. Even when she hated him the most, she had never considered the possibility of being the one to kill him. And now, after all what happened, she was more undecided and lost than ever.

It was hard enough to deal with her rising and conflicting feelings for him…

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