This is what I think should have happened in 4x22 with the whole Caroline cutting thing.

Need to bleed. Need to bleed. Need to bleed. The words were on a constant repeat in her head, so was the insatiable urge to keep cutting no matter what. Silas, cut, bleed. Somewhere in the back of her head Caroline was one hundred percent conscience of what she was doing. She felt the pain every time the blade cut deep into her skin, she felt the cool air as it collided with the burning sensation that she felt after every cut. She could smell the blood as it gushed out of her wrists. She wanted to stop, she knew that she would end up slicing her hands off but she couldn't. Bleed. Just keep cutting. She felt Rebekah's strong grip on her, hands holding her struggling body away from anything that she could use to continue inflicting pain on herself. She heard Matt yelling at her, asking her what the hell she was doing, telling her to stop.

Silas wants me to bleed. I need to bleed. Why? Why was it always her? What had she done? She felt like she was hammering against the wall that blocked her away from having control of her body.

"Caroline stop!" Matt's voice was so close to her, "Rebekah do something!"

"I—I can't, I don't know," Rebekah's eyes were wide in fear her accented voice faltering. "Caroline, please you have to stop; you're going to cut your hands off." Her voice was pleading.

"We need to call someone," Matt was saying picking up his phone and scrolling through his contacts, "We need to call Tyler, or her mom. Someone who can help!"

"They won't be able to help her Matt!" Rebekah sounded frustrated; her eyes never left Caroline's. She could see a flicker of fear in the back of her eyes. "Caroline, if you can hear me, you need to fight this. You need to fight him."

"Silas wants me to bleed." Caroline said. Her voice was almost zombie like.

"What is it that Nik was always saying when he talked about you?" She mumbled to herself, looking off to the side for a moment trying to remember something, "Oh my God, Nik," Her eyes snapped back to Caroline's, a flicker of hope in them. "Matt give me your phone," She ordered, holding both of Caroline's wrists in one of her hands so that she could dial the number.

The phone rang three times before Klaus answered. The second she heard the click signaling that he had picked up the phone Rebekah started talking before he could start insulting her like she knew he probably would.

"Nik, it's me. You need to get here as fast as you can. It's Caroline, Silas did something to her and—" Rebekah stopped, nodding as Klaus spoke. "I tried slapping her—oh relax Nik—she's going to cut off her hands, I don't know what to do. How long until you can get here?" Her eyes widened and she looked to Matt for a brief moment. "Nik, I can't hold her for that long." Her eyes closed for a moment and she let out a breath. "Just get here fast." She whispered before hanging up and setting the phone down beside her.

Matt waited for her to say something but Rebekah just sat in front of an almost comatose Caroline who was staring wistfully at the knife sitting on a table near her.

"Bekah?" He asked finally, not being able to take the silence anymore. "He's not coming is he,"

"No, he is." Bekah replied still not looking away from Caroline, "He always chooses her over me. He wouldn't have come if it was me in her place." She sounds close to tears. Matt maks a decision that he hopes he won't regret and goes closer to her, gently sitting down next to her and sliding an arm around her waist. She looks up at him before smiling and leaning her head down on his shoulder.

Outside the sound of screeching tires could be heard and less than a minute later the front door to the grill was thrown open with a loud bang. From her spot on the floor Rebekah looked up to see her brother storming in. She stood quickly, momentarily releasing Caroline's wrists. Caroline lunged towards the bar counter to grab another knife before she was caught around the waist and pulled back into a strong chest. In the back of her mind Caroline sighed in relief. If anyone could help her, Klaus would have the best chance.

Her body struggled against his strong hold but somehow he managed to spin her around so he could look at her. His hands held her face tenderly. Her hands fell limp at her sides and she kept staring at something over his shoulder. "Look at me sweetheart." He said softly causing her eyes to move slowly to his. He gave her a small smile and then gently brushed a strand of her blonde hair away from her face.

"I need to bleed," She whispered, a tear falling from her eye and making its way down her cheek. "Silas—"

"No," Klaus interrupted her, stepping closer and gripping her chin roughly. "Caroline you can fight him. You're strong, remember that sweetheart? Do you remember what I told you at the ball?" He could see her struggling to break free of Silas's control. "You're beautiful, strong, full of light Caroline. I won't let you lose that. Keep fighting love." He pulled her closer so that her head was tucked under his chin and he was stroking her hair. He could feel her shaking. She was fighting hard and he admired that. He wouldn't let anyone see it but he was scared for her. Terrified that she wouldn't break out of it, he knew that he wouldn't let her kill herself. He would do it, eventually, he wouldn't be able to stand the sight of her in pain. Her body began shaking harder and she let out a small whimper. "Come on sweetheart," He murmured into her hair kissing her lightly on the top of her head and holding her tighter.

She told herself to focus on what she knew. She started small, like the feeling of her body pressed against his. Then it was his smell, something masculine and completely unique to him. Then it was the rise and fall of his chest, and the pounding of his un-dead heart. Finally she focused on his words. Strong, he thought she was strong, with that realization a little piece of her conciseness clicked back into place. He told her to keep fighting, so she would. It was painful, excruciatingly painful as she fought against Silas. Come on Caroline, you can do this. She told herself. She could feel herself shaking and she let out a small whimper. It wasn't enough. She had to focus on something stronger. What had brought Klaus out of it? Or her when Silas had thought he could fool her when he came to her as Klaus. For Klaus it had been anger, he had been furious at her. But for her it had been just the fact that she had known that it wasn't Klaus. He wouldn't say those things to her. Focus Caroline, you can make it through this. Focus on something you feel, something strong. She thought about the happiest she had ever felt. The strongest thing she had ever felt, it was love. Not love for Tyler, she knew that. She loved Klaus. Oh God, I love Klaus. She thought.

He held her tighter, and all of the sudden she fell. He caught her and held her up as she gasped for air. She looked up at him her eyes suddenly clear. "That's my girl," He said with a relieved smile and affection in his eyes. She let out a breathy laugh and let him move her so that she was sitting in a chair. He knelt down before her cupping her face in his hands and wiping her tears away with his thumbs.

"Thank you," She whispered not looking away from him. Klaus smiled and looked back over to where his sister and Matt sat on the floor. "Did Rebekah slap me?" She asked with a smile, relieved that this was finally over. Klaus laughed and looked back to her.

"Are you ok?" He asked suddenly serious.

"I'll be fine,"

"That's not what I asked sweetheart." She should have known that he wouldn't let it go. He always saw through her. That's what made them so similar, she could see past all the horrible things that he had done. She saw the man beneath the monster. He saw the girl beneath the vampire and he wouldn't let that side of her disappear. He would protect her; he would care about her when her friends were preoccupied with other "more important" things. She couldn't look at him anymore. Without a word he rose up a little more so that he could gather her in his arms again.

She sobbed against his chest, clutching at his jacket and pulling herself closer. He was whispering things to her and he pressed his cheek to the top of her head. He made eye contact with Rebekah and she nodded silently leading Matt from the grill. He let Caroline cry, he wasn't the kind of man that offered comfort often but for her he knew that he would do anything. So he comforted her, the all-powerful, feared by all original alpha male hybrid. And she let him, for once she found comfort in the arms of the person who she was supposed to hate, the person whose death she had celebrated so many months ago. When she had calmed down enough he pulled her head from his chest and wiped the remaining tears away from her face. She looked so broken, so scared, so vulnerable in that moment that he said the words he had been thinking since he went off to New Orleans.

"Come with me," He whispered looking at her pleadingly. "Come to New Orleans," She had heard almost those exact words only a few days ago when Silas had impersonated him. And just like a few days ago her heart hammered in her chest. She wanted to say yes, she did but there were things here that she had to stay for. There were so many loose ends that had to be tied up. "Caroline," her name brings her out of her train of thought. She looks back up into his eyes, so full of hope. "I know what you're thinking love, do it for yourself. Whatever you do, don't do it because someone else want you to do it, do it because you want to." She opens her mouth to say something else but no sound comes out. And soon her mouth turns up into a smile which turns into a grin and she unexpectedly throws her arms around him and hugs him. After a moment's hesitation he hugs her back. She sighs content and makes her decision. She'll regret it and she knows it but she doesn't think about that right now. She pulls away and then presses her lips to his. It's a sweet, gentle and loving kiss. She knows that he is capable of taking over and knowing him and his hybrid nature he could do so much more than just a simple little kiss but for this moment that chaste kiss is enough for the both of them. She pulls away after a few seconds and looks him straight in the eye.

"Yes," she breathes and his face is flooded with relief instantly. His adorable dimples appear as his face breaks out in a grin and then he's pulling her in for another kiss. "Take me with you Klaus," She whispers when they break the kiss. He leans his head forward so their foreheads are touching and he just smiles.

"Anything for you sweetheart," he murmurs and he means it. He will spend the rest of his immortal life making her see the man that he is. He'll protect her and treat her like the queen that she is.

Ok, well I hoped that didn't suck! Also just to vent my feelings about that episode: I got really pissed at Plec for putting the cutting thing in there. I mean really, its a sensitive subject for a lot of people for a lot of different reasons. I understand why they did it but at the same time I felt like they did the same thing that they did in season 1 with the whole Caroline/Damon dynamic. They took a serious subject matter and just skirted over it like it was nothing. Anyway, rant over. Thanks for giving this a shot guys! You're all the best! Please drop a review and tell me what you think!