Klaus was running through the woods, trying to catch Tyler’s scent, when suddenly his hart-, hart ached. He gasped and grabbed for his chest, while falling on his knees. It felt as if someone was cutting out his heart.
“Tyler” he swallowed. He scribbled up as he heard sobbing and scraping. He ran in the direction of the sound and ended up at the cemetery. Caroline was standing a few yards away, a shovel in her hands. Even in the distance Klaus could see she was crying. Keeping in mind there was a supernatural hating army on the loose, he walked towards her as slowly as possible.
When he stood volgende to her, he took the shovel from her.
“What are u doing?” Caroline cried.
“What u shouldn’t be doing” Klaus replied.
“How did u find me?” Caroline asked. “Were u following me?” she added disgusted.
“I heard u cry” Klaus explained.
“Tyler’s dead” Caroline sobbed breathless and disbelieving.
“I know” Klaus nodded. “I felt his hart-, hart being cut out. Sire bond, u know”
“God!” Caroline shrieked. “I hate that bitch! I’m going to kill her!”
“No, you’re not” Klaus commentaar gegeven calm.
“You try and stop me!” Caroline dared him. “I have enough of Elena telling everyone not to kill that teef and I don’t need to hear it from you”
“You’re not going to kill her” Klaus repeated sharp. “You’re going to return to your prison and play your part and u will leave the rest to me and my siblings”
Trusting Caroline would obey his order Klaus turned around and walked away.