to the rescue (on hold - huge rewrite)

Honeyboo, Killer Mode & An (Absolutely) Insane Plan

"Honeyboo?!"

"Oh my God, Marcel!" Caroline leaves a big sigh.

"What did you do to her?" Marcel shouted pointing his finger at Klaus.

"Marcel, don't-" Caroline tries telling him to drop the act exasperated, but Marcel likes messing with Klaus too much to stop himself.

"Caroline, stop. I will not let you protect him, especially since he was harassing you seconds ago."

"Harassing me? That's not what happened and you know it." Caroline said as calm as she could manage given the circumstances.

"Honey, stop lying to me. We both know who Klaus Mikaelson is and he isn't going to change. Ever."

"Stop talking or I'll tear out your tongue and feed it to you."

"Again with the threats. Aren't you ever tired of being you?"

"What? Being all powerful and dashing? It never gets old, Marcellus. You, of all people, should know that."

"At some point in your futile life, you are going to realize that power alone can get you so far. That's not where true happiness lies."

"And what would you know about happiness?"

"As it seems Caroline has been the one thing missing from my life. Honestly, I don't know how I even lived before her. But now I can't even imagine a life without her. I guess you'll never know this feeling. I mean I can't imagine anyone, let alone Caroline, ever loving you." By this point, Marcel's words seemed to roll off his tongue like it was effortless. Caroline was shook hearing him, while Klaus was crushed inside that he had to endure hearing his deepest insecurities by who he once thought was a part of his family. Of course, he couldn't let that show, so he reacted in the only way he had ever known. Violence.

Overwhelmed by his emotions, there was not a chance he could control himself, when Marcel mentioned Caroline. That struck a special cord in his heart. Many thought he had not one. Hell, even Caroline pondered after that thought for a while, but she knew better now. She knew better than to mess with Klaus' emotional state. So, it came as no surprise to Caroline, when after Marcel's words left his arrogant mouth, Klaus' entire rage unloaded upon Marcel. However, she knew Klaus had every right to feel infuriated at Marcel, she couldn't stand looking, while he tortured him.

She may have known him for a day, he may have crossed the line, but that didn't mean he deserved any of these. Marcel was one complicated dude, as was Klaus, and she had too many things on her plate to deal with the two of them as well.

Before any tragedy happened, Caroline used her vampire speed to come in between Klaus and Marcel. She knew it was a fool's mistake, but what else could she do to bring him out of his killer trance? This was the only way she could think of, and she sure hoped it'd work. Otherwise, both Caroline and Marcel, were to be a hybrid's lunch. Both of them damned to ever make that mistake.

The moment Klaus realized that what seperated him from killing his old friend (turned to enemy) was Caroline herself, his killer mode was eased, his hybrid eyes hidden for the time being. Yet that didn't mean what fueled his anger minutes ago was forshaken. Marcel wasn't worthy of Caroline and she reminded him of that.

"Caroline, I swear to God, if you don't disappear out my sight right now, I will not hesitate killing you as well."

"Klaus, you are not that person anymore."

"That is where you're wrong. I will always be that person and you better get that through your head, before you live to pay the price."

"Then, you will have proved everyone how right they were about you. Is that what you want?" Klaus looked into her eyes and the only thing he could decipher was not fear, only faith. To him, of all people. His mind could not wrap up around the fact that someone could see behind the facade he built up for so much time, he himself forgot who he was, before the world told him who he was supposed to be. He didn't dare look inside her eyes any longer, the only thing left for him to do was what he always did, in sutuations like these. Run.