Deceived.

"How did you end up here, Caroline?" He asked her.

Both of them sat on the opposite sides of the wall.

"I went to college." She started to say.

He laughed. Loudly.

She peeked through the hole, angrily.

"I am not a thousand years old like you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He covered his mouth. "Go on…"

"Apparently Whitmore College is the center of the Augustine activities."

She sighed.

"So, here I am….and my so-called friends haven't been able to locate me!"

She closed her eyes,

"I mean, how long has it been?"

He felt her pain. A tear rolled down her cheek. It had been two years, six months and nineteen days. Caroline had counted.

"I…" Klaus Mikaelson had no words.

"Why aren't they coming?" She trembled. "Everyone runs away from me, Klaus."

"I'm not going anywhere." He told her.

She laughed. Wiping her tears away.

"It's because you can't!" She laughed.

"No…Caroline." He turned towards the broken wall, and looked at her. "I'll be here. Always and Forever."

"Promise?" Caroline's eyes lit up.

"Like I could ever look away."

Caroline's smile deepened.

"How about I make you a deal?" He looked at her, "I'll give you my share of the blood, and we may break out of this place soon."

"What?" Caroline was shocked.

"Yes…" He passed the pint of blood towards her. "One year….and we'll be out."

"I can't…."

He squeezed her hand,

"You can. And you will."

"Klaus…I…" She was speechless. In all the stories of the evil Klaus Mikaelson, from himself. As he portrayed himself as an evil man.

She had felt good about him. But now, she believed it. Caroline took the glass, and drank it.

"One year?"

"One year."

Klaus Mikaelson starved for over a year for Caroline Forbes. She felt stronger. Better. And was grateful.

"What are you going to do when you get out?" He asked her. "Where are you going?"

"I don't ….know." She sighed.

Four years, and her friends hadn't come for her. She wasn't sure if there was something…..anything for her in Mystic Falls.

"What about you?" She turned the question on him. She could feel his voice weak.

"I am going to New Orleans." She looked at him. "The city I made….and Caroline…."

She turned towards the broken wall.

"I want you to come." He asked her. "Come with me…I'll show you around. Everywhere….The world."

He smiled.

"You will come with me, won't you?" He looked at her. "I'll show you the world, Caroline."

"I made a promise." She smiled, "Remember, a year ago?"

Klaus smiled, and sank in the wall.

"Always and forever." Caroline whispered. But he could hear her.

Today was the last day Klaus had to give up his share of the blood to Caroline.

Caroline burst the door open, and the men, the Augustine guards, were getting frantic.

She unlocked Klaus's cell. And she was shot with vervain.

"Aaaah!!!" She screamed loudly.

Her immunity to vervain had almost died after she was captured.

"I am sorry, love." Klaus pulled her hand towards himself.

Caroline was surprised. And shocked at what came later.

Klaus dug his teeth in her neck.

"AAAHHH!!!" She screamed. Her screams echoed in the cell.

"I am sorry, love." He looked at her, she was drained of blood.

"Klaus?...What…..why?"

"Sorry…love." He snapped her neck. And Caroline Forbes fell to the ground.

He laughed loudly, crazily, and angrily.

"Now…who's up to be my lunch?" Klaus Mikaelson's laugh echoed, and that was the last Caroline heard.