Ten: People Like Us, Kelly Clarkson
All her friends were dead. That's what crossed her mind first. Second, was that they wouldn't care if it had been her blood spilled across the dirt like water. She hadn't gotten a good look at their bodies, but she hadn't really wanted to; had been content for Rebekah to drag her from the makeshift battlefield. And anyway, what did she care? They'd renounced her, disowned her. But she had the Mikaelson's, or what was left of them.
They were meeting Klaus, Rebekah had told her, and Caroline was more than willing to go.