The next day Caroline spent a large portion of her day silently worrying about Klaus. She wasn't quite sure of how or when Klaus had gotten to her, but all that she knew was that she couldn't stop wondering how he was doing.

Even if he was completely annoying and obnoxious to be around sometimes, no one deserved to go through any of what he had told her about.

As soon as school was over, Caroline decided to go check on him. She had seen how bad of condition he had been in during the last few days. If that was what he was like before then, then she couldn't imagine how he was going to be that day. The anniversary of Henrik's death would have to be even worse than things had already been.

Rebekah was the one to answer the door after Caroline had knocked. She hadn't been at school that day presumably because she had decided to stay home to try and help her brother.

Caroline wasn't quite sure of what to say as the other blonde looked at her expectantly.

"Klaus told me about Henrik," She commented.

She immediately felt stupid afterwards as she realized that she had still provided no explanation of what exactly she was doing there.

"I know," Rebekah responded. "My brother seems to trust you a lot more than I ever would."

"I'm not going to tell people about it," Caroline defended herself with a frown.

"You'd better be telling the truth," Rebekah responded. "Because you couldn't even begin to imagine how much the fact that he told you means."

Although Caroline honestly thought that she did, Rebekah was right about that.

"Yes, I can," Caroline told her.

"No, you can't," Rebekah said sternly. "Just because you know about Henrik, that doesn't mean that you know about Nik… You just make assumptions about him and see whatever you want to instead of actually getting to know him or giving him any real chance."

Caroline wasn't sure of what to say to the angry girl that stood in front of her. Even if she wasn't sure of what she was going to say, she opened her mouth to speak anyways.

"And you don't just make assumptions about me?" Caroline demanded.

"It's not assuming when there's clear evidence of how much of a self-obsessed little-" Rebekah began to retort before she was cut off by another voice.

"Rebekah." Elijah warned as he walked over. "…What's going on?"

"I came to see Klaus," Caroline piped up, very glad that Elijah had come to her rescue.

Although she hadn't encountered him for long, he had quickly become her favourite one of Klaus's siblings. He had stopped Klaus from drinking himself sick and had actually been kind to her instead of calling her a whore or acting like Rebekah.

"She doesn't even care about him," Rebekah complained to her brother. "She's only here to try and make herself feel better."

Elijah gave his little sister a cautioning glance before turning back to face Caroline.

"Come in, I'll take you to him," Elijah told her.

As soon as Elijah's back was turned Caroline smirked triumphantly over at a glaring Rebekah.

Elijah led Caroline to the doorway of Klaus's room. He was sitting inside with his head in his hands while Kol was sitting in a chair next to it.

"If you make one more joke I'm going to staple your mouth shut," Klaus threatened.

"I was just trying to lighten the mood," Kol defended himself. "I thought that you could use a little humour… Although a pretty little blonde might do the trick."

Kol looked over at Caroline with a slight smirk before turning back towards his brother.

Klaus looked up, surprised and confused by his brother's words. He didn't smile at Caroline like he usually did as he looked over at her.

A frown formed on Caroline's lips as she looked over at him. She had never seen him in worse condition, not even when she had been helping him home while he was wasted. The circles under his eyes were even darker than before and he somehow looked both like he hadn't slept in a month as well as like he had just woken up. The paleness of his skin only accentuated the bags under his eyes further. His entire appearance was bedraggled and broken looking.

It was like she had just stepped into the room of someone completely different than the arrogant man that he had been when she had first met him.

"How are you feeling?" Caroline asked even though it was clear that he wasn't doing well.

"Please don't ask that," Klaus told her. "They've been asking me that all day… I've barely slept in a week and I constantly have to have one of my siblings babysitting me. How do you think that I'm doing?"

"Okay, so maybe that wasn't the smartest question…" She trailed off. "But I just wanted to know if you're okay… Which is another stupid thing to try to ask."

She glanced nervously over at Kol. Somehow his being there was making things even more difficult for her.

Kol seemed to debate with himself for a minute before getting up and muttering, "I'm going downstairs." It wasn't like he seemed to be helping at all anyways…

She watched him go before turning back towards Klaus.

"I was worried about you," She admitted. "…I still am."

"Why?" Klaus asked, speaking up for the first time since he had realized that she was there.

Caroline's frown deepened. She didn't exactly know how to answer that question. There was the obvious reason of it being the anniversary of Henrik's death, but that still didn't particularly explain why she cared… Why that was something that made her concerned for him.

"We're supposed to be friends, aren't we?" She asked him in response.

"I thought that was just something that you agreed to in the hopes that I would stop flirting with you and leave you alone for a while," Klaus responded. "Wasn't the whole idea just humouring me occasionally?"

"At first," Caroline admitted. "But then I started to get used to you and I didn't like it when you started acting weird… And now you're kind of growing on me."

"Now that you pity me and think of me as your charity case?" He asked her although it was clear that he was sure that the answer was yes.

"No, now that you're showing me the real you, even if it is damaged," Caroline replied. "I like you a lot more when you're opening up to me instead of just hiding behind your walls and trying to deflect everything."

"Damaged, that's a nice way to put broken," He muttered.

"Who isn't broken?" Caroline asked him.

"If normal people are broken, then what does that make me?" Klaus asked.

Caroline frowned, unsure of what she was supposed to say in that situation. Instead of making any attempt to answer his question, she sat down on the side of the bed and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not even a little," He responded.

"So then what do you want to do?" She asked.

"Nothing," Klaus replied. "…Maybe you should go. I'm not exactly in a social kind of mood."

Caroline could see the walls going back up and she didn't like it. But still, she didn't really seem to be helping at all… And why would he want to talk to her of all people about it?

"If that's what you want," She told him.

"It is," He told her. He wasn't up to being around anyone at that point and honestly, he didn't like her seeing him like that.

A/N: Please read and review! I hope that you guys liked the chapter and thanks for reading! :)

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