"We need help" Caroline announced as she entered the Salvatore boarding house. She had called ahead, securing that she wouldn't walk in on either Elena or Damon naked. She had done that one too many times. Compared to those two, Tyler and her were practically saints.

It was like they had nothing better to do so that's how they spent their time. Caroline was getting tired of their never-ending honeymoon but had decided to keep her mouth shot. At least Stefan wasn't here to see them.

Elena was sitting in one of the sofas, writing in her journal and Damon was standing in front of the fireplace, looking down in the flames. Despite of everything, Caroline still felt sorry for Damon and they had had their moments.

Silas was haunting Damon too but in a different kind of way. Silas was always teasing and pushing Caroline but with Damon he was just plain evil.

With Stefan's face and voice, he uttered every guilt Damon had towards his brother. It was excruciating to watch and it usually took a couple of days of drinking for Damon to come back to his old self. In these days, Elena was practically banned from the boarding house so she often travelled to be with her brother.

Elena's brother was finishing high school in another city where nobody knew him or his sister. He was dead after all. They had changed his name and given him a whole new identity. Elena and Jeremy. They were all that was left of the Gilberts without taking into account that Elena technically wasn't a Gilbert.

Elena quickly closed her journal and stood up from the sofa, looking at Caroline with those caring eyes that didn't quite seem to fit her vampire-self anymore. "Care… Are you okay? Is everything okay with Tyler?" she asked with a cradling voice.

Caroline hadn't seen Tyler since he indirectly told her he was breaking up with her a couple of days earlier. She visited his house but nobody was there. Then she had searched the woods but after looking for almost three hours she had given up. He wasn't answering his phone either.

"No, I'm not okay and I have no idea what's going on inside Tyler's head but I really don't wanna talk about, okay?" Caroline sent her a decisive look and then sat down in the sofa across hers. Elena nodded and glided back into her sofa.

"So help… Where did you get that fabulous idea, Blondie?" Damon said, returning from a place deep inside himself. He walked over to a small table and poured himself a glass of bourbon, receiving a worried look from Elena.

"We need help… from the original vampires. That is our only chance to take out Silas. We've tried everything else! I cannot let anymore die in another one of your failed battle plans."

The look that showed on Damon's face made Caroline regret her last statement about his failed battle plans. Damon had always been fine with collateral damage and never seemed to feel particularly guilty about it but they had lost more than just "collateral damage" the last few months.

Damon's system that gave them the opportunity to attack Silas every time he appeared had caused too many deaths of witches, humans and vampires.

"So the originals… As in all three left or just Klaus?" Damon said, smirking at her. Caroline knew he was lashing out so she took the punch and answered by sending him a condescending look.

"No, as in all three. It's not that I in anyway want them here but I can't see any other way to solve this." She explained as she stood up and placed herself with her back at the fireplace. Damon took her place in the sofa and curiosity shone through his eyes.

"So… What can they do that we haven't already done?" Elena asked, trying to understand what Caroline was thinking.

"Look, I've seen Silas invade Klaus' mind and it was seriously scary… and weird." Caroline trailed off for a few seconds, thinking of the afternoon Klaus' had pulled her from her prom committees to save him from dying, only to discover that Silas had been playing mind games with the big bad hybrid. One of many times she had tried to reach out to Klaus and he had just pushed her away. Jackass.

"But I was thinking… Would he be able to "control" all of the originals and us at the same time? And then I thought, what if we somehow contacted Bonnie on the other side and then found a way to channel all of her and her ancestors' powers into another witch so she could stop Silas?"

Caroline was afraid she was rambling and that what she was saying didn't make any sense. She had never been the mastermind with all the ideas but she had had two days to think this through and it had sounded possible in her head.

"Will that work?" Elena asked and looked at Damon, who seemed deep in thought. Caroline stared at him, waiting for his reaction. He placed his half empty glass on the coffee table in front of him and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his thighs.

"Well… I don't know about all the witchy-witchy stuff but the other part might work. Good work, Barbie! To think I would have killed you back when you turned." Damon smiled at her, making her want to slap the smile off his face. "Call your favourite original then and let us hear what he has to say."

"Klaus is not answering and I don't have any of the others' number. But I guess you still have Rebekah's?" Caroline knew she wasn't been fair to Elena but she had to poke back. Damon sent Elena a quick look and then leaned back in the sofa.

"Nope. Lost it after she spent a whole day torturing me. Not really my kind of girl." He blinked at Elena, who just shook her head with a smile on her lips. "I have it. And Elijah's." Elena said, blinking at Damon, who rolled his eyes. "So call them." Caroline said, tired of looking at their weird flirting.

Elena pulled her phone from her pocket and found the number of Elijah. They all heard as the automatic voice told Elena that the number was out of service. The same happened with Rebekah's number and after they all had tried calling all three numbers several times, they gave up.

"Okay, plan A: call the originals, well it kind of failed. Plan B: have the wolf boy bite Caroline and then call Klaus. If you're lucky he'll come and if not, well then we move on to plan C." Damon said before emptying his glass.

"Wow, what a charmer you got there, Elena." Caroline said with a voice dripping of sarcasm.

"Damon, this is not funny! Is there any other ways to get to them?" Elena hissed, making Damon throw his hands up in the air in an I-didn't-do-anything kind of gesture.

"Something tells me that they're not on Twitter or Facebook but hey, I'm sure we can find Rebekah on ." the charmer said, catching the pillow that Elena threw at him before it hit his head.

"We just have to make a quick visit to New Orleans then." Caroline suggested, not sure whether it was a bad or good idea. "That's our plan B: we go to New Orleans." She continued, feeling the doubt grow inside her.

"We can't just flee town and leave it in the hands of Silas." Elena objected, again searching for Damon's reaction. Damon wasn't even looking at Elena but instead had his eyes fixed on Caroline.

"Tell me this wasn't your plan all along?" he said, sending her a look filled with pity. Caroline looked confused at him and then suddenly realised what he meant.

"Seriously?! You really think this is all about me wanting to see Klaus? I. don't. care. about. Klaus! I just wanna get rid of Silas, leave this stinking town and get on with my life, okay?" she yelled at him, feeling how the anger was building up inside her.

"Okay, Care. Relax… Damon is just asking if the plan then is that you go alone." Elena told with a calm voice as she stood up and took Caroline's hands in hers. Then she gave Damon one of those often seen shut-up-Damon looks he rarely listened to.

"I don't know" Caroline said, sounding desperate. How could she leave her friends with Silas to go see Klaus in New Orleans alone?

"Look, Caroline. I'm sorry, I'm a douche. You should really know that by now. But right now it seems like the only way to carry out this plan, is by you going to New Orleans alone. We can't all leave, Tyler will have his head ripped off, Klaus doesn't care about Elena and he's not exactly on my team either. That leaves you and your curly blonde hair to do the dirty work, so to speak." Damon said, this time pouring blood into his glass. Caroline rolled her eyes. He had to go down that road with the "dirty work".

"So now it's all up to me? I never thought I would say this but let's hope Klaus hasn't moved on just yet." Caroline sighed, taking the glass of blood Damon was offering Elena and her.

"He has moved on."

Caroline quickly turned her head towards the voice coming from the big entrance to the living room. Tyler slowly entered room without looking at Caroline, who desperately tried to make him look her in the eyes.

"Tyler…" she said as she placed her glass on a small coffee table and moved towards him.

"Klaus's with Hayley now." Tyler said as he said down in one of the sofas, bringing Caroline to a full stop.

"Wait, what?!" Damon was the first to speak and break the tension in the room as Caroline continued to stare at Tyler, who ignored her.

"Hayley called me a couple of months ago, telling me that she was sorry for what she did and that she was with Klaus in New Orleans. She couldn't say more but she didn't sound she was in danger or anything." Tyler explained with a voice that was indifferent. He sounded like he didn't care about anything anymore.

"You talked to that backstabbing bitch without telling me? What the hell, Tyler?!" Caroline yelled at his back as she finally processed the information she had just been given. Tyler jumped to his feet, spinning around to face her as he yelled back at her:

"You don't get to call her that after you went around flirting with Klaus after he killed my mother, Caroline! You want me to trust you?! Well, that ship sailed long ago. Go find your original hybrid but don't expect anything from me ever again, when you discover he doesn't want you anymore! You're just this toy that was fun to play with for some time, Caroline! How could you be anything else? You're a kiddie pool and nothing is ever gonna change that."

Caroline felt how the veins appeared under eyes and the tip of tongue warned her about her fangs. Suddenly she was on top of him with her one hand around his neck and a rage inside her she couldn't control. She felt ready to kill him right then and there. Just rip his heart out or squeeze until his head came off.

"Take that back! Now!" she screamed as her grip around his neck tightened. She didn't hear Elena saying her name and barely felt how she tried to pull her back. When Tyler's eyes suddenly turned amber and his werewolf side kicked in, Damon quickly released her grip around Tyler's neck and pulled her backwards away from her boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend.

"Run, Tyler or I will take your head off right here and now." Damon sneered, pointing a finger at Tyler who was still lying on the ground. At the blink of an eye he was gone and Caroline was mummified. Damon turned so he stood right in front of her and placed his hands on her cheeks, looking her straight into the eyes.

"Caroline, are you okay? I need you to calm down. Just take a deep breath and focus on something else." He said with a soothing voice, making the veins under Caroline's eyes disappear along with her fangs. He let go off her face and reached for the glass she had placed on the coffee table.

"Here, drink this. It will take the edge off." Damon said as he calmly gave it to her. She downed the blood in one take and let Damon take the glass from her. Elena was standing next to her, caressing her arm while holding her hand.

"I'm so sorry, Care." Elena said as she pulled Caroline in for a hug.

They stood there for a few seconds until Caroline realised that she didn't feel much sadness. She had accepted this break-up days ago and had cried about it too but now she was just done. She hated that it had ended like this. She still loved Tyler but apparently it wasn't enough. She was ready to get the hell out of this town.

Slowly she pulled away from Elena and gave her a little smile. Elena returned it, a bit confused why Caroline, the drama queen of all drama queens, was so calm and let her go. Caroline turned her head towards Damon and gave him a smile too.

"Thank you, Damon." She said, fighting an urge to laugh at the absurdity of her thanking Damon Salvatore. He nodded at her and then went to sit down in the sofa where Tyler had just been.

"So, when's the next flight to New Orleans?" Caroline asked as she clapped her hands together with a – maybe too big – smile on her face. Damon looked at her and laughed.