As of me writing this, 72 of you are following this. That is so unbelievable to me and I know I write that every time but neither of my other stories reached that wide of an audience so quickly! Every chapter I post comes more people joining me and my eyes bulge at the growing number of people following. I'm so happy that you all like the story and I shall give you a clue to how the story will end: art.

Yes, I know how this story will end, not saying it will any time soon but I have the whole last chapter planned. I think you'll really like it.

And omg Feb 12's episode was so sad and I'm sad from watching it.

We didn't stay out after that. Klaus drove us back to his house, which I didn't feel particularly safe at, and we sat in his study in silence.

It looked like the one back in Mystic Falls. It was all dark colors and fabrics. The only thing that was colored was a large canvas hanging behind his desk. It was a landscape of rolling green hills and castle. It was somewhere I'd rather be.

I'm glad it was positioned behind me or I wouldn't be able to stop looking at it. I never told him but I loved his paintings and drawings alike. He was a brilliant artist.

I sat in front of the painting, at his large wooden desk. I parked myself in the leather chair before he could tell me otherwise. The leather was luxurious as was the wood of the desk. It gave off the feeling of wealth and power, both of which, he had.

Which mad me angrier in a way.

Davina knew more about the situation then she let on. She painted Bonnie in the house without even talking to me for a minute. She said she was cursed. Or that I was cursed? She wrote it over bonnie but said it about me. Regardless, Klaus should be able to figure out a real plan with all this power he supposedly had and yet, here we were.

"What am I supposed to do?" I broke the silence, with an exaggerated sigh. I acted like it was the end of the world, but in some way, it was.

Klaus seemed to ignore my whining. "There are other witches in the area. With enough persuasion, they'll help."

I looked over at him. He was deep in thought in a chair across from me. "I thought that's what Davina was supposed to do."

"We have a murky past," he murmured.

I grimaced. "You think?"

He met my eyes without amusement. "I'm sorry. Did you assume this would be without difficulties?"

"You seemed fairly confident yesterday."

"Things change."

"Clearly."

He ignored me and stood up from the chair. He exaggerated walking over to the drink cart perched in the corner. He poured two drinks, and came back and handed one to me. He was deliberately moving slowly to make me irritated. Probably to punish me for my attitude. I smirked.

"I'm sorry," I said with only a slight regret of my outburst.

He didn't believe me for a moment. "Apology accepted."

I took a sip of the drink and let it burn my throat. "I have nothing to offer her."

"You would be surprised what things can be offered as payment."

I narrowed my eyes at his attempted joke. "Klaus, I need her help."

"I know."

"She told me Bonnie was cursed."

"I assumed she was talking about you."

I leaned back into the leather. "I thought so too."

"She seemed to be scared of you. Not Bonnie."

I don't know how scary I was. I could through a mean tantrum but that's about it. "Why me?"

He shrugged. "You must threaten her in some way?"

"I didn't do anything to her."

"I know."

I sighed and closed my eyes. This was supposed to be easy. She obviously has the power to help me. It would be simple for her. A quick spell and she never had to see me again.

The office door opened and I looked over to see Elijah stroll into the room. He was wearing his signature suit and smile-less scowl. "The meeting with Davina didn't go well?"

I shook my head. "She thinks Bonnie or I am cursed."

"Well, which one is it?"

"If I knew, I could have tried to solve the issue."

Elijah ignored me and looked at his brother whose mood reflected mine.

"Tell me, brother, what did you do to Davina?"

"I did nothing except save Caroline from killing her."

"I wasn't going to kill her," I added. I wouldn't think about killing my only chance at saving Bonnie.

"People do things when their desperate," Klaus added slowly. He knew desperation and I had witnessed it.

I shook my head slightly. "I just want my friend back!"

Klaus narrowed his eyes at my outburst but I didn't care. I was beginning to blame him for this. Some history can't be resolved.

I stood from the chair and crossed my arms over my chest. My hand tightened around the glass.

"The witches here are...temperamental," Elijah intervened.

"Then I'll find other ones."

"That's easier said than done, love," Klaus said before downing the rest of his drink and standing as well. "Davina is the most willing to help."

"That was willing?" I asked in disbelief.

Elijah stayed composed. "She's struggled in the past."

"This is ridiculous," I said dismissively. I just wanted answers. I didn't want excuses. I pushed the glass into Elijah's hand and walked past him out into the open center of the house.

I took a deep breath. The fresh air felt good. It was reassuring.

"Hello, again."

I turned around and Marcel was leaning against the wall near the fountain. The sun was shining brightly onto the cobblestone and my eyes searched for a daylight ring. It was on his right hand.

"I can only assume you here to kill me for the witch's sake?"

He smirked and pushed off the wall to walk closer to me. "Actually, I came to speak to you."

"Oh, joy," I breathed as I sat on the edge of the fountain. I raked my hands through my hair.

Marcel looked down at me. "Davina told me that you'll be the cause of destruction here."

I wasn't sure I heard him correctly. "So Bonnie isn't cursed?"

He nodded. "Not necessarily, but she is cursed onto the other side. Wherever that may be."

And she couldn't tell me this? How hard was it to say that?

Sensing my frustration, he continued. "Listen, Davina would like to help. If it gets you out of town sooner, the better."

My eyes widened at this. She would help us! I began to smile. "That's wonderful."

He wasn't returning the smile. "The problem with this is that she doesn't have the spell. It will take a few days to find it."

"My friends have one." Liv used one before and it worked. It had to be the same.

He shook his head. "With her being here, it's harder."

"She's in purgatory that could be anywhere."

"Davina said that she was stuck in the same day? Somewhere in Mystic Falls?"

I nodded. "Yes." Davina was more powerful than I assumed.

"Give her a few days to find out the spell."

I smiled, almost on the verge of tears. "I'm so happy! Tell her I said thank you!"

He nodded, finally smiling. He turned to walk back towards the front of the house.

"Wait-" I called to him.

"Yes?"

"What did she mean by me being cursed?"

He shrugged. "I'm not sure. She didn't go into detail. Just that you would cause destruction."

I pursed my lips. He knew exactly what she meant. "Great." I made a mental note to find out.

"I'll see you later, Caroline."

"Thank you again."

He gave me a parting smile before he walked towards the front door.

He brought me a chance to get Bonnie back. He also brought relief.

"Isn't that nice?" Klaus' voice floated from behind me.

I turned to look at him. He was leaning against the pillars of the house. "I'm glad she can help," I said with a slight tone. He couldn't do it so someone else had to.

"I wouldn't exactly take their word," He said innocently.

"Why not?"

"They have a history of changing their minds."

"This isn't about you."

Klaus shrugged. "Don't allow your hopes to get up."

I walked up to him then. He had a mix of innocence and smugness showing on his face. He looked like he had a plan.

My face went flat. I got angry. "If you do something because you think you know what's right, you will never see me again."

His mixed expression faded as he stared back. I caught him.