Hey everyone. What did you think of the new episode? Damon certainly seemed to enjoy that blood sharing scene...It was a little 'personal' haha.

The first thing Caroline said to me when she opened the door was: "You need to help me."

I was a little taken aback at the desperation in her voice and wild eyes, and I had to take a breath before I stuttered out a reply. "S-sure Caroline, what's wrong?"

She let out a frustrated, animalistic noise and bared her fangs at me. I flinched.

"Are you hungry?"

"No I'm not freaking hungry!" She screeched out and yanked at her poor blonde hair, growling.

"Whoa, calm down, okay? Just… tell me what's wrong." I ordered, coming in and shutting the door behind me.

"Him!" She spat. "HE'S what's wrong!"

"Who? Damon?"

She whirled on me. "NO! Elena! It's not always about you and your precious Damon! Why can't you think about someone else for a change?! Ugh!" In her rage she smashed a scented candle that thankfully wasn't lit and glass and bits of wax cascaded over my feet.

"Caroline calm down," I pleaded. "Who are you talking about then?" I internally braced myself for her explosion, but instead she almost… deflated, and I found that I was staring at a hunched figure curled up on herself, who looked almost hopeless, desperate for some guidance as to what to do.

Then she spoke a name, and she poured all her emotion and more into that one syllable; and the way she said it sent a shiver down my spine and a shudder through my body.

"Klaus."

After Stefan died, and Damon retreated into his house and a glass of bourbon, I turned to Caroline. But I didn't really listen.

She tried telling me that she was so confused by everything; that she couldn't comprehend her feelings for Klaus and Tyler, but I was too busy worrying about Damon; worrying about myself.

She tried telling me that Klaus had started visiting her, before all this started, but I was too absorbed in my guilt.

She tried to talk to me about the whole messed up situation, to tell me that she needed a friend to confide in, but I moved out and pined for Damon.

Finally I came to her; ready to listen, but it wasn't because I realised she was so distraught. It was because of my own selfish reasons, and Caroline knew that. She knew that even though she had held my hand and listened to me whine whilst trying to deal with her own complex emotions, I wouldn't do the same for her.

And as I watched my best friend - the neurotic, organised, self-conscious, blonde vampire - weep on the floor, I realised how self-centred I had become, and how I had let her down when she needed me most. And I hated myself.

"Caroline…" I whispered, kneeling beside her and putting a comforting arm around her shaking shoulders. "Caroline, I'm so sorry."

She sniffed. "I just… I just need someone to tell me what to do, okay? I need you to tell me who to choose. Just…" Her voice went hoarse with emotion, and it came out as a whisper. "Please, Elena, what should I do?"

"Tell me what happened, okay sweetie?" I helped her up and we went over to the sofa, as I rubbed her arms reassuringly.

"Alright," She drew a shuddering breath, an old habit left over from humanity. "You know Klaus has always had a… thing for me, right? Well, after Bonnie brought him back, he came to me. He was all cocky, told me we'd shared a first kiss. I thought he was crazy, I didn't even understand how he was alive. Then he explained. When he was in Tyler's body, I kissed him. So as you can imagine, I freaked out on him. I mean… didn't he understand how creepy that was? I slapped him, yelled at him and then I stormed off to find either you or Stefan or Damon. I found Damon; I think it was while you were hunting with Stefan. Well, I tried to tell him Klaus was alive, but I couldn't bring myself to. I tried; I really did. It's just I… couldn't."

I squeezed her hand. "I get it,"

She shut her eyes. "Damon suspected I was hiding something when I didn't say anything. He tried to get me to tell him, but I couldn't. He started to get angry, but then Stefan phoned him to say you'd run off and he couldn't find you. Obviously Damon panicked and went off to save you. So I guess… thanks."

I shot her a wry smirk. "Any time,"

Caroline offered me a half-hearted smile before continuing. "I didn't quite know what to do with myself; I couldn't work out why I didn't tell Damon about Klaus… I just wandered around Mystic Falls, confused. And then," She sighed. "And then Tyler came. I saw him before he saw me, and instead of being thrilled about my boyfriend being alive, I felt this impending sense of doom and I really didn't want to talk to him. It seems I was out of luck though, 'cause he saw me and then he was in front of me and tried to kiss me. I just had this image of the last time I kissed him – and how it was Klaus – and I couldn't kiss him. It was too weird. I stuttered out some hare-brained excuse and turned and fled." Her head rolled back onto the sofa and she squeezed her eyes shut. "It's all so complicated!" Her eyes snapped open suddenly. "Then he came again, and he was apologising, saying it was wrong – that he was sorry."

I pictured Klaus apologising and admitting he was wrong; but I couldn't quite manage it. It didn't fit with the mental image I held of him.

"I tried to stay angry at him – I was at first, but he wouldn't allow it. And it was hard; he can be so charming… So despite myself, I forgave him. I found myself thankful that he was still alive. Of course I didn't admit this to him, and he was upset, so he told me his weakness: the way to defeat him – if I wanted to."

I smiled at her. It was obvious Klaus really loved her, and I was moved by his trust.

"That jackass!" She spat, shocking me. "He put me in the worst position possible! How could he do that? How could he make me as good as choose between him and my friends? And of course I had to choose him. I couldn't condemn him to that. So I betrayed you." She sobbed.

"It's fine, Caroline." I soothed.

"I betrayed you!" She shouted. "And now Stefan is dead because of me. I as good as killed him!"

"It's not your fault, Care'. You just did what any other person in love would." I told her, even though a part of me was reliving Stefan's death with renewed pain. Would it have made a difference? Would Stefan have died if we knew Damon could take out Klaus just by offering him a drink? Maybe. Maybe not. I was suddenly filled with a fierce hatred for her. She killed him. She killed Stefan. I narrowed my eyes, but said nothing, listening to her with a concerned expression.

"Love," She whispered; her tone expressionless. "Is that what I'm feeling? Do I love Klaus?"

"I can't answer that Caroline, I'm sorry. I don't know what you're feeling." I admitted, my hands forming fists.

She ignored me. "He kept… visiting me… I found myself enjoying the time I spent with him – even looking forward to it! Then… then Damon saw us together. Only for like, a moment, but he saw Klaus. I guess that's when he started planning to… to give him the vervain-wolfsbane mix." She shuddered.

So Damon saw them together… he didn't say anything.

"Then, after he… killed Stefan," She gulped. "He went away, and I didn't see him for a long time. Until last night, when he came back and visited me. Oh… Elena. He wants me to run away with him. He said he'd be willing to leave you and Damon alone if I went with him." She closed her eyes, seemingly lost in the memory.

"And… how do you feel about that?" I asked tentatively.

"I don't think I'm in love with Tyler anymore," She whispered, wincing as if I'd tell her off. "But I don't think I quite love Klaus yet, either."

"Caroline," I nudged her. "Do you think you'd be happy with Klaus?"

Caroline didn't outright answer the question. "He told me once… told me that he'd show me the world." Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "I think… I think I'd like that."

D'aww, Klaroline x

Sorry if anyone out there likes Forwood (By the way, why in God's name is that couple called Forwood?) - it's just, I think they'd be incredibly sweet.

Well, review as always.

~Belle