Lone Came The Devil

Chapter Twelve

Caroline sat in her room and contemplated her next move. Henrik had left while ago, wanting to be by his brother's side.

She had known that telling Klaus about Henrik wouldn't go over well. But she had hoped to hide it from him just a bit longer.

After all, she had just decided to give Klaus the chance he had wanted. She had planned to get to know him while in New Orleans. Also, Caroline had absolutely no idea why she was able to see, hear and touch the youngest Mikaelson.

Why does everything has to go downhill all the time? Caroline wondered.

Caroline had no idea how long she sat on her bed before Henrik finally came back.

"Hey. How's your brother?" Caroline asked.

"Horrible. I just feel so helpless. I wish I could do something, tell him what he needs to hear." Henrik told her sadly.

"I might have an idea..." Caroline said.

"Shoot!"

Klaus paced his studio, trying to get his mind off Caroline's confession. To get his mind off the fact that his innocent little brother had seen all the cruel things he had ever done. All the bloodshed and death he alone had caused over the centuries.

He couldn't remember the last time he had cried. But right now, he couldn't stop the tears streaming down his face. Klaus was frustrated at the weakness he was showing off right now, even if there was no one around to see him breaking down.

He was mad at himself for the way he had treated Caroline earlier. But most of all, he was ashamed.

Ashamed of all the horrible things he had ever done.

Ashamed that he had refused to feel anything for a thousand years.

A soft knock sounded at the door. Klaus choose to ignore it, not wanting to speak or see anyone right now. But the knocking continued. Annoyed he turned his back to the door, not wanting whoever it was to see his tears.

"I'm in no mood for company." He said loud but calm.

The door opened anyway and Klaus was ready to part the intruder's person from his head. Until he heard her soft voice.

"Klaus, I have something important to tell you."

"Whatever it is can wait. Leave before I hurt you." Klaus said weakly.

"Look, I have a letter for you. I'll leave it on your desk, okay?" Caroline took his silence for approval and moved to his desk. Carefully, she laid the letter down and turned around.

With one last glance at Klaus' back she left the room, wondering if she had done the right thing.

When Klaus heard the door close again he turned around and spotted the letter. Slowly, he approached the desk and saw one word on the envelope.

Nik

New tears began to flow down his cheeks and Klaus wondered how many more he was able to shed.
With shaking hands he grabbed the envelope and pulled out the letter from inside.