*I'm branching out a little on Klaus' character because we've never seen him in a position where he actually ends up with the girl he loves...and I kind of figured he would be the hopeless romantic type so if he seems OOC to you I'm sorry but it's just my interpretation.

Caroline's POV

"Where were you last night? I called you like 10 times and your house like 15. Your mom said she hadn't seen you for hours."

"Why were you calling me?"

"Could you just answer my question?" Elena sighed exasperatedly.

I raised my eyebrows and waited patiently for her to answer mine. I was trying to delay the inevitable as long as possible.

"It was Bonnie. She went into an odd prophetic state. It was terrifying and she was mumbling something about me being in danger. What's knew, though? So?"

"I...I went to Richmond."

"What's in Richmond?"

"Nothing."

"Caroline," Elena pleaded. My face must have hardened because Elena gripped my shoulder and smiled. "How about an easier question. Why weren't you answering your phone?"

"It was in the car. I didn't bring it with me."

"With you where?"

"I went to Richmond last night to see Klaus," I let out in a speedy huff.

"I thought you weren't talking to him."

"He left messages. I listened. Then I was impulsive. I'm sorry, Elena. If you don't want it to happen again, it won't."

"Don't want it to happen again? Of course I don't want it to happen again! What's really going on between you two?"

"I think he loves me..." I trailed off, hardly able to believe it myself.

Elena took my hands in hers. "Caroline, haven't you thought that maybe he wants something from you and is just using you to get it? It wouldn't be out of character."

"Of course I...he was just...he was so sincere, Elena. I guess it's possible but I don't think he would do that to me. What was his motive when he was first interested in me?"

"Who knows? It's Klaus. We don't trust him."

"No," I said firmly. "You don't trust him. I do. Elena, I want to him back. I think I might love him too."

"I'm so judging you right now. Okay, for argument's sake, let's say you do. What about the danger he poses to me and Damon and Stefan and the rest of our friends?"

"And what are those exactly, Elena? Everything seems to be over. You're a vampire. He can't use your blood anymore, so he isn't going to hurt you. Don't you think we're all being too paranoid? We all might be able to move on from this if we forgive."

Elena sighed. "He'll just throw us into another one of his little games." I stomped my foot on the floor, ripped my purse from her hand which had somehow ended up there, and screamed out the door, slamming it in her face. Elena came jogging out. "Caroline. Hey! Alright, I'll think about it, just don't do anything stupid," she bellowed out to me. I let out a stream of hot breath from my nose and shook my head. I understood where she was coming from, but I couldn't believe she didn't trust me enough to control the situation.

I dialed Klaus' phone and it automatically went to voice mail.

"This is Klaus. I'm most likely killing your mother, but please leave a message. I'll make sure and tell you what her last words were."

I went into a laughing fit and was still laughing when the beep went off. I was finally able to collect myself but my laugh was going to be more than half this message. "I just wanted to tell you that there hasn't been any luck yet. Elena's thinkingabout it. Whatever the hell that means."

"Giving him an update?"

I turned to see Damon standing inches behind me. "Creepy, much? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Doing what I do best. Protecting Elena."

I was about to ask what that meant when he pinned my hands behind my back and tied them with vervain soaked wire. Then he threw me over his shoulder and carried me back to the Salvatore mansion and put me in one of the various dungeons in the basement. He swiped my phone from my pocket, untied the wire, and locked the door behind him.

"I'll hold on to this."

"You're an asshole, Damon. Elena'll never love you."

"At least she'll be safe."

"She's a vampire now. She can protect herself," I argued.

"Well, I disagree. Sleep tight, Blondie. I'll make sure and give an update to Klaus if he calls. Maybe he'll come save you. But then we'd have the right to stake him and put him away forever."

"Are you going to tell Elena you locked her best friend in the basement?"

Damon bowed his head, and a hint of pain was discernible in his eyes. "No. But I'm sure she'll find out. She always seems to. That's what happens when you have a saint for a brother."

My phone buzzed in his leather jacket. "Ooh! Maybe I can give a flirty hello to Klaus." He glanced at the screen of my phone and shrugged his shoulders. "Nope, just Mom. Maybe I'll say hi, and then go through your pictures and texts."

I glared at him through the bars and he smiled. "Don't worry, Caroline. I'm a changed man. I wouldn't do that."

"Are you?" I sneered.

"No." He put his index finger to his lips and made a shhing sound. "Just don't tell Elena."

I rolled my eyes and slumped back to the corner of the cage. "Are you ever going to let me out?"

"Not me. I'm sure Stefan or Elena will though. You'll just have to wait a couple of days. I'll even be super nice and leave your phone on this table so that you can grab it when that happens." Then he tromped back up the stairs leaving me by myself in this dark musty cell.

Throughout the night my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Not only was it reassurance that I would get out of here, it was also a torture device. Any one of those could be Bonnie, or Elena, or...Klaus.

I pulled a ponytail holder off my wrist and put my hair up. Then I teased it out and began braiding my hair. Then unraveling that and fishtailing my hair. It was going to be a long couple of days.