AN: Okay, after very conflicting reviews, I have decided to TEMPORARILY turn Caroline. So we can go through all the badass plotlines, but it's not a long term thing. That way, everybody wins.

Also, about Katherine: I don't think it's particularly out-of-character for Katherine to fight for love. She did with Stefan, even when he hated her, so there's no reason she shouldn't with Elijah. However, she does get up to a little more mischief next chapter (will be uploaded tonight) -Izzy x


Chapter Nineteen – The Originals 3x20

Kai strolled down the dark, empty street, throwing a scrunched-up packet of pork grinds over his shoulder. He pulled out his phone to check a text from one of his sources, but before he could even open WhatsApp, a tall dark shadow flashed before him and threw him against a nearby building, crumbling the façade with the force.

He instantly growled at his attacker but his fangs hid themselves and his head lowered when he realised who it was.

Cade strolled towards him, quite calmly considering his entrance. He even extended a hand and pulled Kai to his feet. "Malachai," he greeted with a smile. Kai did not return the warm welcome. "How has your time in New Orleans been spent?" Cade asked.

Kai swallowed, nervously. All it took was one bad second, for Cade to throw him back into hell. "I've been a busy man," he claimed. "I've found Katherine. Getting her is a little harder, but I'm working on it. I promise."

Cade took a deep breath, nodding thoughtfully. "Really?" He asked. "See, I heard a little differently. Apparently, you've been pursuing the serum, instead, and attempting to hurt Miss Forbes for taking it." There was a pause as Kai didn't meet his eye, or try to deny it. So Cade continued. "Funny, how instead of doing my bidding, you are trying to escape me."

"Relax," Kai said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I'm going to get Katherine, and I'm going to kill her. I promise."

"You better," Cade whispered, leaning forward. "You're still mortal, for the moment."

"I have a plan," he insisted, stepping forward. "We need to lure the Mikaelson's out of their home right? That's why you killed Caty Coonal or whatever-"

"Camille O'Connell," Cade corrected.

"Whatever," Kai repeated, shrugging it off. "She wasn't enough to lure them. But a sibling probably will be. Right? I'm thinking we get the youngest sister. Their most precious. You can threaten to bite her, and they'll come out of their den sooner rather than later."

"We need Rebekah," Cade summarised.


"I think I found a way to kill Cade," Freya announced, walking into the courtyard with a big book in her arms Vincent turned away from the comatose body of Aurora, which he and Katherine had been talking over until Freya arrived. "Last year, my mother tried to undo the Original spell she placed upon my siblings, in order to destroy them. All she needed was the witch who cast the spell." She pointed to Vincent, excitedly. "You created the serum, so according to my mother, you can turn Cade back. And then Klaus can rip his head off."

Vincent looked doubtful. "Freya, even before he was an Original, Cade was the devil himself. He couldn't be killed before. It was also never my power that cast that spell. The ancestors used me as a tool for some ugly magic that only the spirits have access to. I'm sorry, but nobody alive can tap into that." Before Freya could reply, Vincent's phone released a high-pitched ring. "Marcel's been blowing up my phone, hold on."

He turned away and Katherine faced Freya. "If we can hijack the ancestors, then we can do this," she claimed. "Killing Cade from there won't be a problem. When I left town, I didn't just fake my death and find the cure for Rebekah. I found a weapon to kill Cade."

Freya narrowed her eyes, confused. "Then why did you bother getting the cure from your doppelganger in Mystic Falls?" She asked. "I was thinking about extracting it from Finn, but if you have a better idea-"

"I don't actually have the weapon, but I found it," Katherine clarified. "It's protected. But we could be able to get it. You can focus on hijacking the ancestors. I'll find a partner in crime."

Before Freya could point out the impossibility of that situation, she stumbled, weakened by the recent spells. She gripped the table and Katherine stepped forward to steady her. "Is something the matter?" Elijah asked as he walked into the compound.

"I need a strand of your hair," Freya answered, plainly. "I'm working on an early-morning system. Cade has all the witch ancestors of New Orleans on his side. I need to know if they tried to magically interfere with any one of you."

Elijah plucked a hair from his head and handed it to his sister, walking around the table to join Katherine. "Freya, when we said no rest for the wicked, we didn't expect you to-"

"I'm up against centuries of dead witches," Freya interrupted, "who are apparently now strong enough to reach beyond the grave and shake the entire city on it's foundation. I'll rest when I send them all running back to hell."

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Only a small while later, Kol and Marcel came by the compound, both clearly distressed and Kol covered in blood. They told Elijah what happened to Davina, and explained how they needed Freya's help. Freya, who was currently upstairs trying to regain her strength.

"We are at war," Elijah reminded his brother, clearly struggling with the awkward situation. "I despise this idea."

"Wrong answer," Kol said, angrily stepping forward.

"Hey, hey!" Marcel snapped, stepping between the Originals and pushing them apart from each other. "Come on, here."

Kol just growled at Elijah. "If you hadn't bloody left me alone in that bar in the first place," he snarled, "she'd still be alive! You know I couldn't handle myself. You promised to help me-"

"Hey!" Marcel yelled again, silencing Kol. "I know this is a war, Elijah, but I lost a lot of friends too. Today, I need your help."

Klaus joined them from a nearby stairwell, looking grim. "Then you shall have it," he declared. "Finn will help you this morning. When Freya has regained her strength, she shall join." He walked over to Kol and put a soothing hand on his brother's back. "Come on, Kol. Let's get you cleaned up."

Marcel turned to Elijah and nodded a thank you before following them.

-0-0-0-0-0-

"Out of all the people I could be on watch with," Rebekah mused, leaning against the wall near the gate of the compound, "I have to be with you."

"Trust me, the feeling is mutual," Caroline replied, her voice bland and just slightly disgruntled. She was filing her nails as she leaned against the opposite wall, inspecting them for any signs of blood left over from her morning romp with the Strix. "You know," she mused, lifting her head to meet Rebekah's eye, "you could be a little nicer to me."

Rebekah just rolled her eyes, huffing slightly. "Here we go."

"I'm just saying," Caroline continued. "Klaus seems to like me."

"You think I'm afraid of him?" Rebekah asked. Then she smirked. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?" She asked, her eyes narrowing and her arms crossing. "Seriously. Do you honestly think I'm scared because of your relationship?" She leaned back on the wall and cocked her head slightly, almost proud. "Aside from the fact that I'm Nik's beloved little sister, and you wouldn't make him choose, you're a child. A child, Caroline. You were a child in Mystic Falls when we met, and I'm beginning to think that's all you'll ever be. You could never win a fight with me, because you'll never be able to win this world. You'll never understand it. You want everyone to like you, and work with you, and you refuse to look at the bigger picture, or other perspectives. You'll never look at this world past your black-and-white morals."

"A may be a child in your eyes," Caroline replied, scowling. "But if I choose to activate this serum, then I could kick your ass so hard you'd taste it."

"See?! It doesn't matter how powerful you are," Rebekah exclaimed, dropping her arms. "That's the thing. That's what you don't get. Nik's dated queens, before. Witches who could squash you like a bug, even now. Vampires ten times your age. Power means nothing in a family like this. In the end, we are all we have. Everything else is temporary."

Caroline paused, thinking that over as she sucked her teeth. "We're different," she informed Rebekah, thinking about all she and Klaus had been through already.

"Are you?" Rebekah questioned. "In a thousand years, you'll be damn lucky if he even remembers your name, whereas mine, he'll never forget. And every girlfriend he's had, hated me because of it. Well, that's a lie. I actually liked a few, and we got along fine. But the majority and I, do not get along. So if you want to prove that you're so different, then act differently."

There was a long pause before Caroline sighed and turned back into the compound. "I'm going to get a drink. Do you want one?"

Rebekah scoffed. "A drink. Good start."

Caroline opened her mouth to curse at her, but relented and flipped her off instead, storming inside slightly. Rebekah just smirked and waited, enjoying the Caroline-free space for only a second before the metal gate burst open.

Instantly, a searing pain shot through her head, and she coward slightly, her hands reaching up to try and soothe the pain as she cried out.

Kai Parker walked around the corner, his hands raised as he chanted.

Rebekah felt herself being dragged out of the compound, forced to fall out onto the pavement.

Kai went to pick her up, but she slammed in against a nearby wall and reached her hand into his chest, grabbing his heart and preparing to pull it out. Before she could, however, she felt the piercing tip of a stake enter her own heart from behind.

The world went black, and she dropped to the floor before being carried away.

-0-0-0-0-0-

"Cade thought that killing Cami would have me killing Katherine to punish her for bringing that monster to my city," Klaus determined. "When it didn't he set his sights on Rebekah." He turned to the table, which all of his other siblings stood by. Finn and Freya was sat down, looking grim. Kol wouldn't look at any of them, and Elijah tried to comfort him. "He's kicking hornet nests until we have no choice was to confront him. I'll go and get her."

"Wait," Freya ordered, getting to her feet. "It's not safe out there."

"What are we supposed to do, then?!" Klaus demanded, angrily. "Sit here and play cards until Cade slides Rebekah's bitten corpse through our door?"

"I'll go," Elijah volunteered.

"Don't be ridiculous," Klaus snapped. "I'm much stronger than you."

"Cut it out," Freya ordered, stepping around the table to glare at her little brothers. "Katherine and I sort of have a plan. I'm going to cloak Caroline, so she can carry it through peacefully. Finn and Elijah, the pair of you are going to help Kol prevent another loss. And Klaus, you're going to help me."


Caroline walked out to Klaus's car and opened up the driver's door, but turned when Katherine jumped out of nowhere and closed it again. "I'm driving," she informed Caroline, cheerfully.

"Seriously?" Caroline asked, raising an eyebrow. "You're the one Cade is after. You need to go back inside the compound before Elijah realises your missing and has a heart attack." She snatched the keys from Katherine's hand and turned back to the car.

"Please," Katherine huffed. "I'm the one who found this weapon in the first place. We both know, that even if you stop me from coming, I'm not going to go back to the compound to play innocent damsel to Elijah and his siblings. Now, which one is more dangerous? Roaming the city by myself, or coming with you, hardcore baby vampire?"

Caroline clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes. "I'm driving, Petrova." She opened the door and climbed in, waiting for the witch to climb into the passenger seat.


Finn managed to bring Davina back to life with the help of Elijah's strength. She stood before all of them, grateful to be alive, and having a tearful reunion with Kol and Marcel. Meanwhile, Freya pulled Elijah and Klaus away from the group and spoke in hushed voices.

"I know how to kill Cade," she said, grinning slightly with hopefulness. "While Davina's stuck between worlds, I can use her as a conduit to the ancestor's power. The same power that was used to create Cade. Once I have it, I can revert him back to his old, devil self. Caroline has gone to retrieve a weapon that can be used against him from there."

"So what's the problem?" Elijah asked, noting Freya's worry.

"Everything comes with a price," Freya answered. "In order to take power from the ancestors, you have to steal it. That means, in order to make Cade killable, I'll have to draw through Davina while she's in the ancestral well. And to do that, I'll have to break the circle that protect her."

"We can't do that," Elijah chimed in, before Klaus could. "That would destroy her."

"Think about what's at stake, Elijah," Klaus said. "This is Rebekah we're talking about. We can't just let her die."

"This would hurt Kol beyond repair," Elijah claimed, his eyes darting between his siblings with clear distaste. "We can't do that to him. We have done enough. We can't break one sibling to save another-"

"Yes we can," Klaus interrupted, rolling his eyes. "Kol will be hurt, but Rebekah will be dead. That would hurt Kol even more."

"Kol will have an eternity to heal," Freya reminded him, "and to fall in love again. We only have limited time until Cade bites Rebekah, and we don't have another cure. What the hell do we do?"

"If we destroy Davina, we'll lose Kol and Marcel," Elijah told the pair of them. "We'll all be turning on each other. We'll find another way. Keep looking."

Freya and Klaus exchanged a look before their faces fell. "We could always give Cade what he wants," Klaus mused, crossing his arms. "Have him leave our city for good. We could hand Katerina over. Let her stay dead, for once."

"Klaus," Freya whispered, but she didn't contradict the possibility.

Elijah clicked his tongue. "That's not happening, either," he decided, shaking his head. "We can find another way."

"No, we can't!" Klaus exclaimed, angrily. "That is the choice you must make, brother. Plain and simple. Shall we kill Rebekah, Katerina, or Davina – who, may I remind you, is already dead?" He glared at Elijah and took a deep breath. "Rebekah spent months trying to save Kol's life. He wouldn't just want her to die. He'll be grateful for our decision, in time."

Elijah paused, mimicking Klaus by taking a deep breath himself. "Davina is just a child," he reminded both of them.

"What choice do we have?" Freya asked.

"Wait," he pleaded. "Wait until the end of the day. Try and find another possible means of destroying Cade. Then, if we have found nothing… then we'll see."


Katherine and Caroline had easily gotten into the hiding place of Arcadius's dagger. The devil must have thought about them trying to find it, and had the place guarded with an small gaggle of vampires. Caroline had them all under her thumb in a second, soaking her black jeans and jacket with blood, getting some around her mouth and chin as well, dripping down her neck.

She didn't get a scratch on her, and not a hair was out of place. She strutted past the dead bodies in heels, and Katherine couldn't help but smirk with pride. The baby vampire that she had turned had come so far.

"Damn Forbes," Katherine commented, as she followed the blonde, watching her red eyes turn back to blue, and her skin go back to clear and smooth. "If you can do that as a regular vampire, then this whole Original thing is going to be good for you."

"Hm," Caroline replied, simply. They found their way into the underground cave, where Cade's dagger sat at a little alter.

"You don't agree with me?" Katherine asked, picking the dagger up and inspecting the blade, feeling the prick on her own finger.

Caroline changed the conversation, looking around the cave for any booby traps, and listening out for any approaching soldiers. "Don't you think this was a little too easy?" She asked, cautiously. "Getting the dagger, I mean."

"Going to hell is easy," Katherine replied, leading the way out and turning to the car. "It's getting home, which is the problem. Cade always thinks that way." She slipped the glass blade into her jacket and turned to Caroline. "I wouldn't worry. There's probably more to come."

She still looked unnerved as they headed back to the car, this time Katherine forcing her way to the driver's seat and starting the engine before Caroline even got into the passenger's side. "Even if Cade does send someone else, I can take them," Caroline mused, thoughtfully. "But if it's him, then we're screwed."

"Is that why you want to activate the serum?" Katherine asked, thoughtfully. "To protect us all from Cade? We would have found another way."

"I took the serum because if I hadn't, Kai would have," Caroline answered, rolling her eyes. "And I want to activate it, because if I don't, Kai will keep coming for me. I'll do this to protect me and my surrogate sister."

Katherine smirked, tapping the wheel as she pulled out onto the road. "Yeah, but that's not the whole reason, is it?" She asked. "God, that would be boring if it was. Come on, Goldilocks. You've got beans. Spill them."

Caroline paused, taking a deep breath. "I'm living in New Orleans with four of the world's most powerful creatures, and their two witchy older siblings. You, the sociopathic genius. Hayley, the hybrid alpha. Marcel. Granted, he's just a vampire, but one that's much older than me." She took a deep breath before continuing. "We're at war with Cade, the unkillable devil."

"And?" Katherine asked, her curls falling over her shoulder as she turned her head to the blonde.

"And I didn't want to be the weakest bitch in the city," she replied, simply. "Sue me."

Katherine smirked. "But…?"

Caroline scowled. "God, you're nosy today."

"I spilled chardonnay on my laptop," Katherine explained, shrugging. "I can't use Netflix, and you make a good replacement."

"Oh my god; get the app!" Caroline exclaimed, annoyed by this.

Katherine rolled her eyes. "Stop dodging the question, Forbes!"

There was a pause as the blonde sucked her teeth, before finally admitting the truth. "It took me a long time to be okay with vampirism," she told her, leaning back in her chair. "I just don't think I'm ready for this. I don't know how to handle it. I know I'm going to screw it up."

Katherine's eyes softened as she studied Caroline, one of the only people who could actually have the potential to become her friend. Like, a real friend at that. Katherine shook that mushy thought from her head, and remembered that they still hated each other. But Katherine could still respect her.

"Look," she said, "it may have taken a while for you to become okay with being a vampire, but you still became okay with it. That's more than most people can say. More than Stefan can say, and Finn. Kol's still struggling, bless him. But you? It took you less than a year to become good at it. Better than your damn mentor."

"What's your point?" Caroline asked.

"There's a reason you're okay with who you are," Katherine told her. "There's a reason that Klaus is in love with you, and Rebekah is jealous of you. There's a reason I respect you. There's a reason you took that serum, and it's not Bonnie. And it's the same reason you were head cheerleader and organised all the events in Mystic Falls, single-handedly."

"And what's that?" Caroline asked.

Katherine shrugged. "You were made for power," she answered. "Built for leadership. And that's why you're going to be fine."

Caroline smiled and opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, they reached a crossroads and another car came speeding towards them, smashing in windows and knocking them off the road.


"They're not answering," Elijah growled, walking into Freya's room of magic and throwing his phone down on the table, pacing unnervingly. "And the Strix told me that Malachai has been tailing them. Cade has Katerina. It is not just Rebekah's life we need to save now."

"I doubt it's Rebekah at all," Klaus mused, his hands behind his back. "If Cade has the woman he's after, then how much time do we have left? I doubt he will stall. Elijah, we're out of time."

"We need to put an end to this," Freya agreed. "The only way to get the power I need to kill Cade is to use Davina."

-0-0-0-0-0-

Downstairs, Davina still stood in her circle, facing Marcel and trying to reason with him, to ease his regret. "This isn't your fault, Marcel," she told him. "Or Kol's. The ancestors hate me because of choices I made." She paused, shaking her head slightly. "I'm not a kid. I'm not your responsibility."

Marcel smiled kindly at her, the way he always had. "Honey, you will always be my responsibility," he told her, simply.

"What were you supposed to do?" She asked. "Lock me in an attic and keep the world at bay forever?" There was a pause as she waited for his reply, but he just lowered his head. So she continued. "You didn't let me down," she insisted. "I just grew up." Marcel met her eye again and she smiled at him. "Thank you for saving me that first time," she said. "And for everything else after. I love you, Marcel."

Before he could reply, he was slammed against the back wall, and held there by Elijah and Klaus. Neither of them wanted to be the one to do it, so they did it together. "Forgive us, Marcel," Elijah pleaded, and Klaus just looked at him apologetically.

Freya entered the room chanting loudly. She stormed forward and grabbed Davina's wrist, channelling her connection with the ancestors.

"No, please!" Davina begged, trying to make her let go. "You'll break the circle. Please! Please!" She started crying blood as she begged, but Freya did not let go. "Please don't! Please no! No, no no!" Freya's chanting only picked up over Davina's pleads. "MARCEL!"

Marcel tried to fight to save her, but Klaus snapped his neck so that he wouldn't have to watch. There was a scream from Davina as Freya finished the spell, and suddenly, her body disappeared.

Freya turned to her brothers, both of whom looked grim and upset. "It had to be done," she reminded them, leaving the room.


Caroline woke up, only a second or two after the crash, and groaned, leaning back. There was a piece of broken glass embedded in her forehead, which she pulled out easily. She looked over to Katherine, and took in the accident's toll on the human. She'd been tossed through the front window, her torso laying across the car's hood and her legs on the steering wheel.

Caroline jumped out of the car and ran around to the front, inspecting the situation and wondering how to get Katherine out without dragging broken glass across her skin. Before Caroline could make a move to rescue her, Cade flashed between them, staring Caroline down.

"This is my subject," he told her, gesturing to Katherine. "You cannot tell me honestly that after killing you, you'd prefer for her to live a happy life outside of my grasp?"

"You want her?" Caroline asked. "Come get her."

Cade smirked before throwing the first punch, knocking Caroline back into the side of the car, denting it even. "Camille tried to fight as well," Cade informed her. "Now would be the best time to prove your worth over her."

Caroline aimed a kick to Cade's stomach and punched him in the face, but the blows did not affect him. She ran at him but he flipped her over, throwing her over a nearby wooden fence. She jumped to her feet and growled at him, showing him her fangs and veins.

Cade showed her the same on his own face, and with a perfect poker face, began boiling her skin. Burning her with hell fire. Caroline winced in pain, but still managed to charge forward and slam him down, breaking his concentration. Cade got to his feet and picked her up, throwing her through the wall of a shack. She landed in a dusty room and straightened up, snarling.

Cade followed her into the building and pulled her to her feet, pushing her through another wall. Caroline got to her feet and ran at him, but he punched her across the face and she fell back down again.

He stepped closer and she kicked his legs out from under him, knocking him onto his back. She pounced on him, straddling him and snapping his neck. It stayed at an angle, but Cade didn't lose consciousness. Instead, he just fixed the broken bone and grinned at her.

"Oh shit," Caroline whispered.

Cade got them both to their feet and he pinned her to the nearest wall by her neck, dragging her along like an object. "I don't like my subjects being taken from me," he told her, growling. "I suggest you give her up, before you follow her fate."

"I don't give up on my friends!" She spat.

"No," Cade agreed, thoughtfully. "You just die for them." He reached his hand inside her chest and ripped her heart out, tossing it on the ground with her body.

He sighed as the fight ended and took a step to go outside, to find Katerina, but before he could the wall exploded and her car plummeted into him, knocking him to the ground. Katherine sat behind the wheel, looking quite proud of herself before jumping out of the vehicle and facing him. Her skin was purple and blue, and she was bleeding from a bunch of different cuts. Her face was dirty and her hair was matted, but she didn't look fazed. She raised her hands and began chanting.

Cade groaned slightly as his skin began to cut itself open, creating little scars all over his body, but he shook the magic away and pounced on the doppelganger, pinning her against the wall by her throat, as he had done to Caroline. But before he could reach his hand into her chest, he felt another hand grip his heart.

Behind him came the growls of a newly turned Original, and from the corner of his eye, he could see Caroline Forbes with glowing red eyes and veins down to her chin.

She buried her teeth in his neck and he cried out in pain. He tried to elbow her in the face but she ducked and flipped him across the room. Before he could even regain his balance, she jumped on him, pinning him down and breaking his arms with one swift movement. He turned and threw her off of him, threw a wall even. She landed somewhere outside with a thud and jumped to her feet instantly.

When she got to her feet, she turned around to see that Cade had dragged Katherine out with him. His hand was buried in her back, gripping her heart in his fist. Katherine was spluttering and coughing up blood. On the verge of death, she was still muttering. Chanting a spell that didn't seem to compare to Cade's strength.

"Well, well," he mused, looking between the blonde and the brunette. "Here it is. Two of the world's most powerful vixens, and not one of you can stop me. How pathetic you are. Look at this, Miss Forbes. She's chanting a spell. One that has no effect at all. How sad is that?"

Caroline narrowed her eyes, doubting that for a second. Katherine always had a plan. And it was never to fail at something.

Before Cade could add anything, his eyes widened in shock. His face turned a blue and purple colour with bruises and his skin cut itself open in a thousand little cuts. He clutched his ribs like they were broken and his back peeled itself open like someone was reaching inside of him. He dropped Katherine and fell to the floor himself.

"A linking spell is always easy," Katherine snarled, falling to her hands and knees. Without pausing to take a break, she reached up and began chanting. Her hands glowed bright blue with power. Caroline didn't know what she was doing, but Cade was lifted into the air his limbs stretching out and he cried out in pain. When he fell back to the floor, Katherine pointed to the car. "Dagger!"

"What did you do?!" Caroline asked as she ran to the car and grabbed the glass blade from the passenger seat, where it had fallen out of Katherine's jacket.

"Channelled Freya," Katherine answered, weakly. "Who channelled ancestors."

She began chanting again, and Cade healed. His ribs healed, his face cleared and his back sewed itself up.

They were unlinked.

Caroline ran at him and stabbed him through the heart before he could even fight back. She pushed him away as he burned, and didn't even give him the satisfaction of having somebody watch him die. Instead, she ran to Katherine, cutting her wrist open and allowing her to drink and heal.

By the time that Klaus, Elijah and Freya caught up to them, Cade was all but cinders and Katherine was standing upright, leaning slightly against Caroline. Elijah ran and towards them, and took Katherine from her hands, holding her straight and allowing her to lean against him, instead. Freya looked weakened as she turned to Katherine.

"I felt you channel me," she told her huffing slightly. "Good work, Kat."


As soon as Rebekah was free, she went to go and find one of the men she loved most in this world. Marcel. She'd searched for Kol as well, but she'd found her ex-boyfriend first, and decided to tackle one problem at a time. Marcel seemed to hear her approaching, and he threw the bottle of alcohol he was holding at a nearby wall, shattering the glass.

He turned to Rebekah, his eyes watering and sad. "I did everything your family asked," he told her, gesturing pathetically. "I did everything right. I joined Elijah's stupid cult. I left my friends in the dust because that's what you needed."

"Marcel," Rebekah whispered, stepping forward.

"I fought for Hope!" He exclaimed, his voice raising. "I kept Hayley breathing. I followed Katherine's orders. I stopped white-oak from piercing Klaus's cold, black heart. I did everything."

"I know," Rebekah said, soothingly. She looked at him full of sorrow, and reached up to touch his arm before realising that would be a bad idea and lowering her hand.

"You don't," he snarled, seething, a single tear staining his cheek. "No you don't."

She nodded slightly and took a deep breath. "Yeah, I do. I know what it's like to love someone, and have them torn away from you. Please don't start to blame me for something my family did. I wasn't there. But you're forgetting that they did everything they could, too. To find another way. But they couldn't. Marcel, I'm sorry. I am. But you can't blame them for choosing to save me over someone who, just a couple of weeks ago, tried to kill them. They still tried to save her. But they had no choice."

Marcel shook his head, stepping forward angrily. "You're just like your brother," he told her. "And they were all right about him. Anyone who's not your family means nothing to you. Nothing."

"Marcel, you are family," Rebekah insisted.

"No, I'm not," he claimed. "Not anymore. Never again. I am not your family." He kicked over a chair as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.


Elijah sat on the couch, nursing a glass of scotch and thinking about what he'd done that day. He'd killed a child to save somebody who's had dozens of lives. Davina hadn't even started yet. She had been good. Perhaps not to his family, but good people were never good to his family.

She had been good for Kol.

He turned around when he noticed the presence of Katerina behind him, lurking in the doorway. He turned to face her and sighed. "I tried to be the good guy," he whispered to her, sadly.

She took a deep breath as she entered the room. "If you want me to forgive you," she mused, "to suck your dick and tell you what a good guy you are at heart, then I'm sorry, I'm not going to do that. Because you're not a good guy, Elijah. You haven't been for centuries. But the thing is, we all make these choices. We all do horrible things to survive and protect the ones we love. There are no good guys in this world."

Elijah paused, turning to her and frowning. "This isn't helpful," he told her.

Katherine sat next to him and took his hand in hers. "The sooner you start to believe that you don't have to live up to the impossible expectations of good people," she continued, "and you start realising that good vampires don't exist… that would be helpful. I'm not going to lie to you and tell you that you're a good person, because you're not. No one is, and you need to realise that you don't have to be special. It's only going to stress you out, and hurt you."

He lowered his eyes, kissing her hand and pulling her closer to him. Because he lied.

She'd always helped him more than anybody else could.


"You were right," Caroline whispered, stepping into the doorframe of Rebekah's bedroom and fidgeting awkwardly. Her eyes were slightly red, although she hadn't been crying.

Rebekah looked up from her bed, where she was looking at a picture of Davina, sadly. Now she had been crying. That was obvious. She'd cared about Davina once. Maybe it had been a while ago, but that never really went away. "About what?" She asked, somehow relenting from being mean.

"I don't understand this world," Caroline replied, coughing slightly and crossing her arms. Not out of stubbornness, but out of longing. Maybe she just wanted to be hugged or something. "My world. My mind. I don't get it. I don't think I ever have. Not since becoming a vampire, anyway. I'm in love with a man who killed a child tonight. A teenage girl. And I know he did it to protect you but… I just don't understand it."

"You're attraction to him?" Rebekah guessed. "You just said you love him. Love isn't supposed to make sense. People never understand it. Understanding it isn't the point."

Caroline paused, her face falling. "Did I really just say that? I didn't mean to."

"Is it true?" Rebekah asked.

Caroline shrugged. "I don't know. I've never thought about it before."

There was a pause before Rebekah shuffled over a little bit, giving Caroline a spot on the bed. There was an even longer pause before Caroline excepted it, walking over and sitting next to the older blonde, who set the photo of Davina aside.

"You're the constant in his life," she continued, thoughtfully. "Not me. Not Davina. He helped kill her, and he did not look back. He'll never look back. She'll be a passing, fleeting kill, and in a thousand years, he won't remember her name. But she was a child. How could I be in love with someone who cares so little?"

"Because he doesn't," Rebekah contradicted, rolling her eyes. "He cares a lot, and you know that. You see the good in him, and you love him. That's pretty obvious, Caroline. Even I can admit it."

Caroline blinked, sighing. "Maybe that's what makes me different from the other girls he's dated. The fact that I… I see more. And that's the Klaus I care about."

Rebekah just shook her head. "No. That's not it. There is something different about you though. I just need to put my finger on it."

Caroline took a deep breath, turning to Rebekah and looking her in the eye. "Do you think I can do this? This whole… powerful immortal thing? Katherine thinks I was built for it, and she knows me surprisingly well. And tonight, I helped kill the devil. But right now, I can't help but feel as though I was meant to live a small-town life. Become a soccer-mom. I don't know."

"You were definitely meant to be a soccer-mom," Rebekah agreed, nodding. "But who you're meant to be, and who you are, are two different things. And you are part of this world. Always have been. It's in your blood."

"I'm just like Klaus," Caroline whispered, scared. "That's why I'm so invested in him." There was a pause before she decided to rephrase that. "That's why I love him."

Rebekah shook her head. "I wouldn't say you're the same," she denied. "Two puzzle pieces perhaps. You fit around each other, complement each other. Two halves of one whole. One dark and one light. And you better find his light before he drags you into his darkness."

Caroline blinked as her face fell. "I'm sorry, Rebekah. Your friend died tonight, and I'm here talking about my relationship issues."

Rebekah tried to shrug it off, but her voice caught as she spoke. "She wasn't my friend," she tried to say. Then her eyes welled up with tears again, and she allowed Caroline to pull her into an embrace – comforting the older vampire just like she was any other friend.


AN: Some Rebekoline for yah! Don't forget to review. -Izzy x