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Chapter One:

Klaus watched as Marcel fed Camille his blood, healing her of the damage caused by his feeding off of her. When they were finished, the two of them walked out of Rousseau's without even sparing him a glance, making his blood boil. He stood rooted to the floor, fighting the urge to follow and break both of their necks for their insolence. He was snapped out of his thoughts by the ringing of his cell phone. A look at the identity of the caller had him rolling his eyes and wondering if he had broken one curse in exchange for another, more annoying one.

"It hasn't even been a week," he growled into the phone, by way of greeting. "What do you bloody want Damon?"

"You need to come back to Mystic Falls now," Damon demanded, making Klaus pulse with the already all-consuming anger he was feeling.

"You Salvatore's and your demands," Klaus laughed sardonically. "If I didn't have so much on my plate at present, I would enjoy returning to teach you a lesson, but truthfully I have neither the time or inclination to rehash old arguments. Do not call me again."

He hung up the phone, placing it in his pocket, while surveying the damage to the bar. He was about to speed away, back to his family home to rally the troops, when his phone rang again. Promises be damned, he was going to go back and rip Damon Salvatore apart.

" Congratulations, Damon," he growled as he answered. "I just found a few minutes to rip your bloody head from your bloody body."

"Klaus, it's Stefan," was the reply he got.

"Ah, another Salvatore that doesn't know his place," Klaus said, rolling his eyes, and wondering when the vampire brothers decided that he, the Original Hybrid, had become their go-to guy. "Like I informed your idiot of a brother, I have no intention of ever laying foot in Mystic Falls again. So kindly bugger off."

He ripped the phone from his ear, his finger hovering over the disconnect button, when his hearing picked up the one name that mattered above all others. "It's Caroline."

"Speak now," he demanded.

"She disappeared the day after Damon called you," Stefan began, his voice sounding strained. "We didn't even know that you had come back, only that Rebekah had saved Matt from the safe and brought Tyler back."

"She did what?" Klaus practically screamed into the phone. He was already speeding back to the house in search of his sister.

"He said that she had returned him so Matt wasn't so alone and vulnerable," Stefan defended. "She couldn't have known what would happen, none of us saw it coming."

"What did happen, Stefan?" Klaus growled, as he searched his home for his only sister, regretting that he gave Elijah the dagger.

"We were all so caught up in waiting for Katherine to die," Stefan said quickly. "We weren't paying any attention to the looks that Tyler was giving to Caroline, or the way she avoided being anywhere near him. It wasn't long after that, that Matt decided he was going home and he and Tyler left.

"Caroline was next and when she said goodbye she hugged me. I could smell you all over her, it was so strong I wondered how I didn't catch it before. Damon told me later that she had moved over to the fireplace and stayed close to it shortly after Tyler arrived. I offered to take her home and she told me everything. She knew I wouldn't judge her, she trusted me, and I failed her. I should have known what was going to happen, I should have kept her at the boarding house."

"My patience is wearing thin, Stefan," Klaus said, keeping his eye on Rebekah, who he had pressed up against the courtyard wall by her throat. Her eyes were wide and fearful as she also listened to Stefan's story. He dragged her to the garage and threw her into the passenger seat of his fastest car.

"Her mother called this morning, asking if we had seen her," Stefan said softly. "She hadn't been home or back to her dorm, and she when called her phone she found it under Caroline's bed. She was fearing the worst, and I had to agree with her. I sent Damon out to the old Lockwood property, hoping that Tyler had taken her there, while I went to the mansion to talk to Tyler."

"He couldn't get in," Rebekah whispered, causing Klaus to take his eyes off the road to look at her. "Tyler deeded the house to Matt, no vampire has an invite, not even Caroline."

"She's right," Stefan confirmed. "Tyler stood behind Matt the whole time I was there and laughed. Matt was so pissed off that he attacked Tyler, I was hoping he would be stupid enough to kill Matt since he had his ring back, but it seems that the boy isn't as impulsive as I thought he was. He only knocked him out and told me that we would never find his whore ex before his bite killed her."

"Tell me you found her," Klaus breathed, knowing that time was short. Caroline was still a baby vampire, meaning that the bite would kill her quicker than an older vampire. It had been almost 48 hours and he'd be very lucky if she was still alive when he got there. He floored the accelerator pushing the car to 150 mph.

"We found her in the basement of your mansion, locked inside one of your coffins," Stefan informed him, and he breathed a bit easier knowing that she wasn't still missing. "The bastard bit her ankle, when we found her the necrosis was halfway up her leg and she wasn't coherent. We tried to get her back to the boarding house, but she was in too much pain, so she's still at your house. Klaus you have to hurry, the blackness has reached her hip and all she does is whimper and cry."

To prove his point, Klaus heard a door open and then he could hear her. His Caroline. He could hear her pain in her soft cries and his heart broke. "I'm coming, sweetheart. Hang on for me," Klaus spoke loud enough for her vamp hearing to pick up, hoping she could hear him through the pain and madness that a wolf bite caused. "Keep her safe, Stefan, or Tyler will not be the only one to die today. I will slaughter all the town's inhabitants and burn Mystic Falls to the ground

Klaus hung up the phone, he would have smashed the bloody thing in his hand, but he needed to have that connection to Caroline until he could get to her side. Instead he turned to his sister, who was staring out the window. "Call your quarterback, Rebekah. Ask him where the fucking wolf is and if he doesn't know he had better find him."

He pushed the car to its limits and it still wasn't going fast enough for him. At his current speed, he was still over an hour and a half away from the town that he had just promised Caroline that he would never return to. He had every intention of keeping his promise. In the bit of spare time that he had, he had begun to come up with ideas on how to lure her to New Orléans, when all this witch business was behind him.

His phone rang, breaking him from his thoughts. Elijah. He dropped his cell in Rebekah's lap, she was just hanging her own up. He put all of his attention on the road in front of him, tuning out his sister's voice as she explained to their noble brother why they were once again returning to Virginia.