Two Lost Souls

Force of Nature

Understand she's a force of nature

Contraband hiding deep inside her soul

Exercising her will to lose control

She lets go

A common man, he don't stand a chance, no

Wonderland pulling Alice in the hole

No way to save someone who won't take the rope

And just lets go

"You lot like to live in style wherever you are, don't you?" is the first thing Caroline says when she sees the Original's home in New Orleans.

It's massive, but it's not like she expected anything less.

"I'm sure you can understand why we tend to need some space from one another every once in a while."

She nods. She definitely understands. She looks around for a while, taking in the giant building as well as the fountain and the garden that surround it and she raises an eyebrow as the immensity of what she's looking at sinks in. At least she's being kidnapped in style. Following Elijah through the front door, she wants to ask him what they're going to do now, but she notices that his brow is furrowed in concern and she decides to keep her mouth shut to see if he's going to tell her what's wrong or if he's going to keep her in the dark. After a couple of seconds, he takes his phone out of his pocket and brings it to his ear, but it obviously goes straight to voicemail, for his frown deepens.

"Rebekah isn't here and she's not answering her phone," he says as he puts his cell phone back in his pocket, motioning for her to follow him as he walks up a flight of stairs.

She falls in step beside him after adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder, figuring he's leading her to the room she's going to be staying in for an undetermined amount of time.

"Do you think something happened to her?"

"No. Most likely, Niklaus went out and she followed him to do some damage control. She must have turned off her phone so that he wouldn't hear her."

Caroline snorts in disdainful amusement at that and Elijah gives her a sideways look as they reach the top of the stairs.

"What's so amusing?" he inquires, pushing a door open and letting her precede him in.

She shrugs as she takes a quick look around the bedroom and throws her bag onto a comfy-looking chair. A month ago, the room would have impressed her, with its sheer size, its huge bed and tasteful decor. But since she had compelled herself the penthouse suite at the Four Seasons in New York, there's not much that can impress her as far as accommodations go these days.

Seeing that Elijah is still watching her quizzically, she explains, "If she thinks she can pull one over your brother, she's dumber than I thought. He probably noticed her the second she set foot outside the house, that is if he didn't know that she was going to follow him even before he left."

She thinks she can see an appreciative smile tug at the corner of his lips, but it's gone so fast that she can't be sure it was ever actually there. Not like she cares anyway, she doesn't need his approval.

"You seem to know my brother better than I imagined."

"I know what he's capable of," she says with a pointed look.

He nods in acknowledgement of her reminder that Klaus was her enemy for quite a while, which led to her being painfully aware of what he can and will do when threatened.

"Well, until they return, there is not much we can do, how about a tour?"

"How about you tell me what exactly you expect me to do when Klaus gets here? Who's to say he's not just going to kill me the second he sees me?"