A Way Out

When Katherine Pierce killed her, she cried.

When she thought Tyler was dying, she shed tears then too.

Now her mother was dead. And the tears would not come.

The latest victim of Silas' killing spree, her mother had a stately, tasteful funeral. Caroline would have nothing less. She planned the funeral as a good daughter would. She smiled and accepted condolences. She arranged the flowers and wrote a beautiful eulogy. Stefan, Elena, Bonnie and Matt helped her and tried to comfort her as best they could but they could tell something was off. They knew inside that the "I'm ok"s were false.

After the funeral, Caroline smiled and walked out of the graveyard, thanking everyone for coming as she went. She got in her car and drove to the house she could barely bear to step into now, knowing that her mother was never coming home. She climbed the stairs, went into her bedroom and started throwing clothes into a suitcase. When she felt she had packed enough, she zipped the case up and lugged it downstairs. As she flung it into her trunk, her phone started to go off. She turned it off without checking it. She didn't care who it was. She jumped into her car and sped away, leaving Mystic Falls behind with a sigh of relief.

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Klaus zipped through the night faster than the blink of an eye. There had been many attacks before but the utter inferiority of this last one infuriated him. One impetuous Night-Walker had actually tried to take him out on his own. The fool. To think that klaus Mikaelson could be so easily killed.

Unfortunately, he was fast. Klaus had been chasing him for almost an hour through the French Quarter of New Orleans. He was getting bored of the chase but he had a reputation to uphold. Klaus did not let such infractions go unpunished. He was now running down a long street on the east side of the quarter, the young Night-Walker still in his sights. He dug in a little more and closed the gap slightly.

Just then, a blonde, bloody blur ran across the street in front of the young vampire, who made a jerking motion and fell to the ground, blood pooling underneath him.

Klaus stopped just above his body and looked around. What/who was that? If he hadn't been a vampire, he would never have seen it, it had happened so fast. Just then, the night air buzzed behind him in that way it did when a vampire ran through it. He snapped around to see Caroline holding the Night-Walker's heart out to him, her face as peaceful as a statue but covered in blood.