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Klaus watched Caroline's sleeping form with a bitter determination. If couldn't stop them from coming back from the dead, he could sure as hell stop them before they accomplished killing him and his entire family.

Caroline was the key. That much he knew already as his eyes stayed focused on the fragile girl who'd been roped into the whole mess. It'd been too long since he experienced any weak human emotion but every time he laid eyes on her soft features his chest pained.

It seemed cruel that the witch Aiana had told him that his fate was intertwined with this one girl. Klaus didn't want to care about her- hell, he'd lost count on how many times he'd tried to convince himself that he didn't care- that he couldn't because he was Klaus. The monster who couldn't love and could only destroy.

"Nik?" Rebekah said softly behind him. He didn't even turn.

"What?"

Rebekah walked closer and took a seat next to him. Her eyes scrutinized every single bit of her brother's features. It made her mad how easy it was for him to build the walls up again. She on the other hand lashed out in the most obvious and unsurprising ways. Nik... No. When Nik was mad and he wanted to lash out for revenge, the offender wouldn't even see it coming.

"Do you care for her?" Rebekah said at last.

Klaus shook his head. "No."

There was a moment of silence before she rolled her eyes. "You're such a liar." she focused on Caroline's steady breathing. Her mother, Esther, had been a witch so she knew the after effects of using strong magic. All they could do was wait for her to wake on her own.

"Why do you do this, Nik?" Rebekah said. "Why do you torture yourself after a thousand years?"

Because it's my fault we're monsters in the first place, he thought sourly. Instead, he shook his head. "Not now, Bekah. I don't want to talk." when she didn't reply, he turned halfway to face her. "What?"

Rebekah shot up from her chair, knocking it over in anger as she stormed out of the room. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. A thousand years on this earth and I still haven't managed to figure out why women are so dramatic. he thought again.

He saw Caroline stir. Sitting up straighter, he waited until she opened her eyes-completely startled.

"What happened?" Caroline exclaimed, sitting up too hastily causing her head to spin. She winced, touching the side of her head.

Klaus' eyes filled with immediate concern. "Are you alright?"

After a few seconds, the dizziness faded away and she nodded slowly. "Yeah... Just dizzy."

He watched as her innocent eyes gazed warily at him. He could tell she had a million questions and he hated that he couldn't answer them all. It was just that her allure distracted him from any and all coherent thoughts. It was hard to concentrate on more important matters.

"What happened?" she pressed again.

Klaus licked his lips. "Garnet and Devin are alive."

Her eyes flickered with the recollections of the previous night. "I did that, didn't I?"

He nodded. "Yes. You did." he looked down at his hands. They were clasped tightly together, as if he were restraining any and all violent movements. "You managed to tap into your powers without even trying too hard."

Caroline gulped. "I didn't know it would be that easy-I didn't even think it was possible..."

All this time I thought I was human. Nothing important. She thought inwardly.

"What happens now?" she asked.

"We try to find a way to send them back to Hell where they belong." he stated bitterly. "And the only way to do that is to train you. We need the Bennett witches."

Caroline's eyebrows scrunched together. "Train me? You mean to tell me that I'm the one who's suppose to kill them?"

Klaus gave her a strange look. "Absolutely." she didn't look convinced, causing him to sigh. "Caroline, you have to understand that you-you play a great part in all of this. Believe me when I say that I want nothing more than to end this. I don't want to have to look behind my back every time I hear the names Garnet or Devin. I don't want my family in any more danger."

"Rebekah mentioned you have people after you all the time."

Klaus didn't faze one bit. "I've made a lot of enemies throughout the centuries yet none are as strong as those two. Separate they are strong-together they're practically unstoppable. But you, you have the power to end this once and for all. All we have to do is teach you how to handle your powers long enough to put an end to them."

"I'm just not sure I can do what I did last night... At least, not willingly."

"Well, not yet." he stressed. "But you'll learn."

There was a few moments of silence before she looked back at him. "Klaus?"

"Yes?"

She swallowed thickly, her pulse uneven. She didn't want to bring up the dreams but it was killing her. She needed to know what was so important about him and her together. But she couldn't. No matter how much she wanted to just open her mouth and speak, she couldn't. Instead, she asked something else. "Does this mean I can go home now? I can go to Bonnie's on my own. I'll do what you're asking for." she closed her eyes. "I don't know why but every bone in my body is telling me that I have to help you no matter how ludicrous this all looks and sounds."

Klaus nodded, feeling an odd warming sensation as she agreed to help him, the corner of his mouth turning up slightly. "Thank you, Caroline."

"Elena, I'm not sure this is such a good idea." Bonnie stated cautiously, following her best-friend to her car. "I don't think you should be around when Grams and I train Caroline. Her magic is... Unpredictable."

"Bonnie, she's my best-friend too. I have to be there for her. She's always been there for us, I can't just ditch her."

Bonnie sighed. "If something happens-"

"Nothing will happen. I'll be fine. It's not like you're going to be using somebody as a guinea pig." Elena climbed into her car but just as Bonnie moved to open the passenger side, a figure caught the corner of her vision. "Elena, I think I'll just meet you at my Grams place. There's something I have to take care of first."

"Okay?" Elena said.

Bonnie waited until she'd drove away before walking up to the person. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Easy, love. I came because your grandmother asked."

"Why?" Bonnie asked, attitude simmering beneath her surface.

"Because in order for you to understand little miss Caroline's powers you need to hear the necessary information I just so happen to know."

"You know? I thought it was Klaus who was going to help."

"My brother is in a bit of an emotional turmoil mode right now. Besides, out of all of my siblings I was the one that actually paid attention to my mother's magic. Therefore I know a thing or two about how this should all go down."

"The thing is, I'm actually a witch. So is my Grams. We don't need some vampire telling us how to train another witch."

"She isn't just a witch, Bonnie. She's also half angel which is something I know you have no experience in."

"And you do?" she asked sourly.

Kol's eyes glinted mischievously. "You'd be surprised."

Sheila's eyes flickered between the two people standing on her front porch. "Bonnie will be here in a few minutes." she looked at the blonde. "You may come in, Caroline."

Caroline looked as Klaus remained outside, an incredulous expression plastered on his face. "Sheila... Aren't you going to invite me inside?"

Sheila chuckled. "Absolutely not. You're to remain outside of this house, Klaus." and with that sassy remark, she shut the door in his face.

"Uh- I haven't known him long but isn't shutting a door in his face a bad thing?" Caroline chimed, following Sheila throughout the house.

"I'm not scared of him, Caroline. Please, sit down."

Caroline took a seat on the couch, her eyes wandering across the walls covered in old scripts. On a table there seemed to be witchy like items. A pentagram caught her eyes. "I always thought those were cool looking."

"Hmm?" Sheila mused, turning to face in the direction she was looking. Her lips twitched. "Yes. Do you know what a pentagram symbolizes?"

Caroline shook her head, frowning slightly. "They never used to say in the movies. But, Bonnie mentioned once that it meant the elements."

Sheila nodded, her aged hands picking up the delicate chain on the pentagram. "That's right. Each point on the star represents an element. But the greater meaning- the star and circle as a whole- mean so much more." her brown eyes shifted to Caroline. "Faith. Protection. Strength. Witches use pentagrams the way a Christian might use the Cross or how those of Jewish descent use the Star of David. It can mean and be used as so much more than a simple necklace." she held it out to Caroline, who warily took hold of the necklace.

"Oh."

"But you- you're not a hundred percent witch. You're also half-angel."

"Everybody's been saying that," Caroline said. "And I honestly have no clue what it even means. Does that make me a freak in the supernatural world?"

Sheila laughed lightly. "No, child. That isn't what it means. It means you have the potential to speak the language of the Heavens. You can do what other witches can only dream about doing."

Caroline pursed her lips. "But I don't even know how this works. I don't know anything, Sheila. I'm useless. I can't do magic on my own- I can't train if I don't even know what I did last night. I can't even help Klaus."

"Listen to me, Caroline." Sheila demanded sternly. "Everything requires practice and with the help of Bonnie and me, you will get there."

"Grams, I'm here!" Bonnie exclaimed. "But I kind of have somebody with me- somebody that might be able to help."

Sheila stood up and once she reached the door, she grimaced. "Another original? Bonnie... I won't invite him in."

Kol sighed. "Well, I'm not going to stand out here all day, either."

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Grams, he knows about this stuff. About witches mixing with angels."

"How?" Caroline mused behind Sheila, arms crossed.

"Because," Bonnie said, looking at Kol. "He's already met someone like Caroline."

"What?" Caroline exclaimed.

"Yes, I have and if all we do is argue on the porch-" he squinted his eyes. "We may not have enough time to kill Garnet."

"What about Devin?" Sheila asked.

"Devin is irrelevant to me." Kol grumbled. "The one with the deadliest power is Garnet. And like I told Bonnie earlier, if we don't get to training her," he pointed to Caroline. "That'll leave her unprotected for when Garnet comes back to kill her."

Caroline's eyes widened. "Great. So now this Garnet lady wants to kill me!"

"That won't happen." Bonnie stated. "Grams, please."

Sheila let out a breath, shaking her head. "If you do anything to put Bonnie or Caroline in danger I will make you regret it. Swear your loyalty, vampire."

Kol rolled his eyes. "I swear. Now," he motioned for them to continue.

"Come inside," Sheila grumbled.

Kol's eyes glinted with satisfaction as he stepped over the threshold. "I bet my brother will be mad about you inviting me in instead of him."

"Your brother," Sheila answered. "Seems to be entirely too negative for my taste. It would have thrown off the balance."

"All right," Kol projected. "Let's get started."

Bonnie nodded, grabbing a candle from a cabinet nearby, turning to Caroline. "First element we're going to work with is fire."

Klaus felt useless. Completely and utterly useless when he had watched Kol get invited into the Bennett house. He didn't have the knowledge of dealing with angels the way Kol did and it made him angry. Witches were one thing- after all, he'd had his fair share of dealing with witches over his lifetime-but angels? That was completely foreign to him.

Right now as he walked about in his mansion, he couldn't help but worry. What if something went horribly wrong during the training? What if Caroline got hurt?

No. You don't care. You're not suppose to care about others other than your family. he thought bitterly. It was true though; those were his own words that he'd spoken to Elijah so long ago. They were vampires. They did not feel and they absolutely did not care.

'We did once.' Elijah had returned, his voice soft yet unwavering. Klaus hadn't given the remark much thought then but ever since he'd laid eyes on Caroline in the flesh, he couldn't help but rethink every philosophy he had about caring.

He had thought that to care was to be weak. Yet Elijah and Rebekah cared so much about others and they weren't weak. Granted, Rebekah could be a fool sometimes at how often she loved other people. But she wasn't weak- she'd been young when their mother had died but she didn't grovel long, she picked herself back up and carried on.

Now, as he searched through his particular sketchbook, he let his mind wander. What would his life be like if he tore down the wall? His eyes lingered on the sketches of Caroline's face. He'd done a few decent drawing from when Aiana had shared her vision with him. He flipped through and came across his most recent ones. They were clearer- her features sharper and more prominent. Yet it wasn't the same seeing her face on paper and in person. There was that allure that something innocent could become corrupted because of him.

You have your own dark side. his mind echoed. Another part fought the negativity. But that doesn't mean you're heartless.

He thought of his own dreams that he'd had over the years. Most were about Caroline and him. He had dreamt of holding her in his arms, her warmth radiating to melt the ice in his heart. In his dream he had felt liberated of the demons that had plagued him since he'd turned. In his dream, he felt almost human. Caring. Warm. Able to love endlessly. Able to love her despite not even truly knowing who she was.

Then there were the nightmares that came after. His nightmares consisted of the full moon, bright enough to illuminate the dark forest as Caroline cried out in pain, his own body withering on the ground as Garnet's evil smirk and Devin's dark laughter appeared in flashes. He saw blood being spilled- his and Caroline's. He can remember clearly her shining eyes filled with tears. His vision blurs as she whispers his name and then, with a harsh sentiment, witnesses as Garnet shoves a dagger through Caroline's heart.

Then he wakes.

And that's why Klaus was so reluctant to talk to her. He was, and still is, genuinely afraid that he might very well fall for Caroline. But to love her... It would conflict against his beliefs. Yet he was selfish because he couldn't watch her live not knowing him. He wanted her for himself no matter what the costs were.

And that thought frightened him so much more than death itself.

"Ouch!" Caroline yelped, holding her hand close to her. Her eyes stung with tears as the fire died down. Bonnie frowned and Kol groaned.

"That was good; you got the candle to ignite but we need to work on controlling it. Fire is a dangerous element, Caroline. If you can't control the power of it then it won't be much help." Sheila commented.

Caroline huffed. "I'm trying."

"We know." Bonnie said softly the same time Kol complained "Try harder."

Bonnie glared at him. "You're not helping much. I thought you'd be more useful than just sitting on the couch and complaining."

"As much as I like your sass, Bonnie, don't test my patience. We're on a tight time schedule here and if little miss sunshine can't get her powers in check, we're all in deep trouble."

"I'm trying, Kol." Caroline bit back. "Up until forty-eight hours ago, I didn't even know I was half-witch so would you please just back off?!"

Kol's eyes widened as the room became more illuminated. Bonnie's mouth opened slightly. "Uh, Care?"

Caroline huffed. "What?"

"Look." Bonnie said.

Caroline turned her head, her eyes widening with surprise as all the candles in the entire room flickered with a small flame.

"I did this?" she asked.

Bonnie nodded. "Yeah, you did."

"It seems that anger is a trigger for Caroline's powers and although we got it to work- we need to find a way for her to do the same without having to get angry." Sheila said.

Kol stared at her. "Has this ever happened before?"

"Has what ever happened before?" Caroline asked instead of answering.

"Have you ever gotten angry before and something strange happens afterward?" Kol further explained.

Caroline shook her head. "Not really. Nothing weird aside from the dreams-" she bit her tongue.

Dammit.she thought inwardly as Kol's eyes grew intense.

"What dreams?"

Caroline hesitated. Telling somebody something so personal was hard and all too exposing. But three pairs of eyes and ears waited for her response and she cracked. "Ever since I was a little girl I've been having these dreams- nightmares about monsters. Most of the time they come in flashes, though. Like that night Klaus found me in the woods with Garnet's spirit. I'd dreamt about that before." she swallowed, not wanting to explain that some of the dreams were good- like the ones about Klaus. She couldn't. It seemed even more intimate.

Kol grabbed at his hair. "Interesting. Do you ever dream about a person or an object? Or some memory that's... How do I put this... Something or someone that makes you feel secure?"

Caroline chewed the inside of her cheek. Yes. "I... Uh. Maybe."

Kol looked to Bonnie who raised her eyebrows. "Who or what, Care?"

Caroline opened her mouth, looking down and feeling heat rise to her face with sudden embarrassment. "Don't judge but lately I've had dreams where Klaus tells me things. I can't really remember much about them, though."

Kol pursed his lips, eyes squinting again. It seemed like he did that every time he concentrated hard on something or if he were just annoyed. "I wonder..."

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