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Elena POV 1

Caroline sits down next to me. "You okay?"

"Nope." I throw a rock into the water. "Thanks though, you're a good friend."

She stares at the ripples the rock made in the river and takes a pause. While she is thinking I wonder where Stefan is, because I need to stop thinking that I'm pushing this guilt trip thing too hard on her – I want her to admit Katherine herself. I wish I was with him right now, but somehow I know he's with Damon. I hate this fake fighting, I sigh and pick at the moss forming on the stones.

"I'm not a good friend, Elena," Caroline says.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, trying to keep the hope out of my voice. Could she be telling me about Katherine? Could she be admitting that she is Kat's eyes and ears? I force a frown.

"I just . . ." She fidgets with her jacket buttons and turns to look at me. Her blue eyes travel over my head and she squints. "Where is my mom going?"

I turn around; Sherriff Forbes is walking toward the parking lot with her cell phone pressed to her ear. Caroline stands up and starts walking toward Liz, and I stand up and follow. I would've made it to hear their two-minute conversation had I not slipped on the wet grass.

"What's up?" I ask.

Caroline hesitates. "I don't know."

I shift from left to right. She seems troubled. I want to help her. I find myself echoing her first question. "You okay?"

"Something's wrong." She glances back at the party, to where her mom disappeared, and back to me. "I have a bad feeling."

I stare at her.

"Where is Stefan?" She asks.

"I don't know, why?" I say too quickly, this could be some kind of trap, to see if I care about Stefan still. So she could report to Katherine. I put up my guard.

Caroline looks side to side, and then stomps toward the woods. I follow her, it's not like she told me not to.

After we get deep enough, she turns around and closes her eyes.

"What are we doing?" I ask.

"I can hear better here," Caroline says.

"Hear . . . what?" I ask.

"Shh!" She hisses.

I wait and stare down at the picnic, where is Stefan? What about Damon? I shake myself, remind myself not to care about him. I still don't like him from killing Jeremy; he was totally in the wrong. It's not like he feels the way I do. I cough and change my thoughts; it's not like he really cares about me, he was just on a drunken rebound from Katherine being in love with Stefan. He can rot, for all I care.

I flinch.

"Oh no," Caroline says. "Oh no, no, no, no, no."

"Caroline, what is it?" I ask. "What's wrong?"

"Come on," She says urgently, rushing into the forest at a quick human pace.

Confused, I follow her.