Forgetting Everything.

Caroline returned home, she helped Elena and Damon set up the house, and as Klaus Mikaelson had promised, a witch was at her doorstep.

"Who's that?" Damon shouted.

"Damon! She'll wake up!" Elena shouted back.

"I'll see!" Caroline yelled.

A crying sound echoed in the empty house.

"Damn it!"

"Damon, Language!!"

Caroline smiled, shook her head, and opened the door. She was surprised.

"Freya??"

"Caroline." She said, "I am here to, quote Klaus 'Hold his part of the bargain.'"

"Thank you, Freya." Caroline smiled. "I mean…I know I said I owed Klaus one, but I owe you one too!"

"I'll hold you to that!" Freya raised her eyebrows.

"Anything."

Caroline Forbes had no idea that Freya would ask her to take her son to the Salvatore School, from New Orleans to Mystic Falls, seventeen years later.

But….neither did Freya Mikaelson.

"Where are my services required?" Freya smiled.

She could see why Klaus liked her. Unlike most vampires, she wasn't arrogant. She was stronger than most of them...But didn't have the typical predatory attitude.

"I want you to cast a very powerful spell on Elena and Damon." She directed her into the house. "This house…Them…protection."

Freya followed her.

"Especially, this little munchkin," Caroline was standing next to the crib.

She allowed Stefanie to grasp her finger.

"Can you do that?" Caroline asked.

"I am a Mikaelson witch!" Freya raised her eyebrows. "What do you think?"

"Damon! Elena!" Caroline shouted. "Get in here!"

"Uh….we just have one problem." Freya stopped, at Elena's face. "This is the Petrova doppelganger?"

"Yes."

"I can't bind her to magic….unless."

"Unless what?"

"We break all links to the past." Freya told them. "Petrova blood is very powerful. If she wills, she will be able to break the spells." She looked at Elena. "The spells will break."

"What?"

"Compulsion is your way." Freya said as if she was presenting a product. "The only option!"

"I can't…."

Elena sat down.

"You can." Damon sat on the floor, holding her hands, "I will, with you."

"You will?" Elena's eyes widened.

"This was forever, remember?"

Caroline smiled.

"When I mean everything!" Freya told them, firmly. "I mean everything."

Elena stared, so did Damon.

"Caroline, Mystic Falls, the Salvatore School." Freya looked at them. "From what I heard, even the late Stefan Salvatore."

"What?"

"And….You can never leave the bounds of New Orleans." Freya told them.

Damon felt everything stop. He couldn't forget…..?

He just couldn't, His eyes lingered on the little baby who was cooing softly.

"Ready?"

"I am." He took a deep breath, he stood up.

He offered a hand to Elena. Who felt comforted that he would do this for her. With her.

"Caroline…" Freya shook her, "This is your cue."

She didn't answer.

"Caroline…"

Damon pulled her towards himself.

"Caroline!"

Her face was covered with tears.

"I can't….I can't….." She looked at him. "Stefan….I….am.."

She was shaking.

"You can't forget….."

He pulled her into a hug.

"I love you, Caroline." A single tear fell from his eye, and rolled down his cheek. "But…this is for Stefanie…."

Caroline was devastated. Just thinking about it. How could she do this? Making Damon forget about Stefan?

"Do this, Caroline." Elena told her. "For me, For Stef."

Caroline nodded. If the safety of Stefan Salvatore's niece meant she, losing Elena and Damon...then, so be it.