A/N: Thank you for all the love you've given this story so far. It makes me happy to know that people are enjoying it! Again, thanks to my lovely beta, lilins!

Caroline gave herself the once-over in the mirror. She looked good. Not great, but good. She grabbed her Kate Spade backpack and slung it over her shoulder. She was going to go to class today.

No one had been by her room in the morning to try and convince her to go to class since Monday. She had decided late last night that she would surprise them by going. She secretly hoped to catch them off guard enough that they might let something slip.

She quietly made her way down the stairs into the first floor hallway stopping just outside the kitchen's entrance way. Inside Elena and Damon were laughing at Stefan's stories of his Brit lit professor.

"He kept messing with the podium switches and then he finally gets it on and he has the movie blasting. I mean, I think my eardrums may have literally shattered and repaired themselves," Stefan told them as he waited for his toast to pop up from the toaster.

"Ouch, poor Stefan," Elena chuckled sympathetically, stirring her mug of tea.

"You'd think they'd be able to hire people who know what they're doing," Damon rolled his eyes.

"He's a great teacher…he just really sucks at technology," Stefan replied as his toast popped up. He grabbed the slice of bread and buttered it, setting it on his plate. "And the poor TA kept trying to help him but he kept insisting that he could do it himself," Stefan continued as he took his seat at the counter and dug into the pile of eggs on his plate.

Elena laughed and they all fell into a comfortable silence as they continued their morning routine.

You can do this Caroline told herself as she let her footsteps be heard and walked into the kitchen.

All three occupants turned to look at her at once. Stefan and Elena wore identical looks of shock upon their faces. Even Damon raised his eyebrows in surprise but was the first to recover, turning his attention back to the contents of his mug in front of him.

Elena quickly sprung up from her seat, and rushed over to Caroline. "Caroline! Do you want anything to eat?"

"I can get it," Caroline replied as she moved away from Elena and placed her backpack down on the counter. She walked to the cabinets and took out one of the Vanderbilt mugs. She could feel their eyes upon her as she took out a blood bag from the freezer, dumped it in the mug and set it in the microwave. Once she pushed the reheat button she turned back to Elena and asked, "Do you want to go to Starbucks before class?"

No one said anything for a minute. Then Elena and Damon both started talking at once:

"Sure we can-"

"What class? You dropped out."

Caroline's attention immediately snapped to Damon, "What?"

"You never really went to class Care," Elena supplied before Damon could say anything and make the situation worse.

The microwave beeped and Caroline took out her mug. No one said anything while Caroline drank her warmed blood. When she was done she set the mug in the sink, "Well, it looks like I'll just have to convince my professors that it was a mistake. Are you ready?" Caroline asked as she grabbed her backpack and headed for the door.

Stefan and Elena exchanged a look. Caroline had taken the news rather well. Elena shrugged then grabbed her own bag before catching up with Caroline on the sidewalk in front of their house. "Still want to go to Starbucks?" Elena asked as they fell in sync with each other's steps.

"No," Caroline shook her head. "Now I've got to meet with Dr. Barnett before class."

The two walked in silence for three blocks, with Elena trying to think of things to say to Caroline, but coming up with nothing. They were only a block away with the impressive campus looming in front of them, when Caroline felt a strange tug; almost as if the buildings were calling to her. "Wait. What is that?" Caroline asked Elena as she pointed to the large stone buildings slightly to the right of them.

"Oh, um…that's the Commons. It's the freshman houses," Elena told her, biting her lip.

Caroline tilted her head at Elena's tell-tale sign that she was hiding something. She took off for the Commons at vamp speed, not caring who saw her. The first building wasn't what she was looking for, so she went around and that's when she saw it: Stambaugh House. There were two guys entering through the secured door so she followed them in, pretending she forgot her ID in her room. There was a staircase immediately to her right. She climbed the steps to the second floor. At the top, she turned left and wandered down the hallway before she stopped in front of door 204.

She was pressed up against the door as someone ran their lips down the column of her neck. She needed to get the door open before their clothing started coming off.

"I'll never get this open with you doing that," she teased. He released her for a moment so she could open the door, but just as quickly the door was being swung shut and she was thrown on her bed with his delicious lips continuing their descent downwards.

"I hope you compelled her to stay away long enough," she managed to mumble as he ran his hand up her thigh and under her skirt.

"Don't worry love I took care of it, just like I will you."

Caroline shook her head. That had happened here? Had she lived here? Room 204? And the man she was with, who was he? She couldn't remember his face, but she remembered the feeling of his hands roaming over her skin. And…the girl she talked about compelling…Caroline knew she knew her…. Holly? Was that her…roommate?

Just then Elena caught up with Caroline, grabbing her by her upper arm and tried to pull her away from the door marked 204, "Come on Caroline, we need to go."

Caroline refused to budge, planting her heels in the tiled floor. "No. What is this Elena? Did I live here?"

Elena shifted uncomfortably; her hand itched to grab her phone and call Stefan or Damon, unsure how to handle the situation. "Caroline, you did live here freshman year…"

"And my roommate? What was her name?" Caroline demanded.

"Holly," Elena replied softly.

Holly wandered into their dorm room, dropping her book bag on the floor letting its contents spill out. She didn't seem to notice her mess as she tried to pull off her jacket, but ultimately couldn't pull her arms out of the sleeves. She dragged her feet as she made her way to her bed and promptly fell over onto the blankets on top of it as soon as she was within range.

Caroline glanced at the clock and then back at Holly, "Don't you have class right now?"

Holly stared back at Caroline with blank eyes, "I don't know…do I have art now?"

Caroline shook her head, "You're a biology major: you're not taking any art classes."

"Oh," Holly said quietly and proceeded to pass out, jacket still on.

"I remember her," Caroline whispered.

Caroline pulled off his shirt and ran her fingers down his smooth muscular chest. He reciprocated by pulling off her pink blouse and ripping the lace bra from her body, flinging it across the room with a flick of his wrist. His mouth descended upon her now-bare breast and his hand traced tantalizing shapes on the insides of her thighs.

"Oh yes," Caroline moaned, kneading her fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp with her fingertips.

Then, the sound of a key in a lock rang out throughout the room and Caroline tensed. "I thought you compelled her to go out tonight?"

"I did. Relax, it must be your neighbor," he countered his fingers playing with the strap of her panties.

The door to Caroline's dorm room swung open unexpectedly and Holly stood in the doorframe.

Before Holly could even move inside the room, he had her up against the wall by her throat, feet kicking uselessly against his body. Caroline whimpered at the sudden loss of contact and pulled her blanket around her chest.

"I thought I told you not to come back until tomorrow," he growled.

"I don't-I was-just-" Holly uselessly tried to reason with him beneath his tightening grip.

He released Holly, who collapsed on the ground, gasping and clutching her neck. He bent over her shaking body and snapped her neck, insuring she wouldn't bother them again.

"Oh my god," Caroline gasped as she grabbed her head and let her bag fall from her shoulder.

"Care, what is it?" Elena moved closer to her friend, unsure of what was happening.

"He killed her. He killed Holly," Caroline cried, as the tears started flowing down her face.

A/N: How was that? Hopefully there wasn't too much italics and you all could follow what was going on. At this point, Caroline doesn't know who the man in her memories was, and hasn't connected it to any other information...I mean it was quite a shock, that last memory.

Now please tell me you were all upset as I was at last night's episode, I was crying right along with Klaus.