Klaus was running through the woods, trying to catch Tyler’s scent, when suddenly his cœur, coeur 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 suivant to her, he took the shovel from her.
“What are toi doing?” Caroline cried.
“What toi shouldn’t be doing” Klaus replied.
“How did toi find me?” Caroline asked. “Were toi following me?” she added disgusted.
“I heard toi cry” Klaus explained.
“Tyler’s dead” Caroline sobbed breathless and disbelieving.
“I know” Klaus nodded. “I felt his cœur, coeur being cut out. Sire bond, toi know”
“God!” Caroline shrieked. “I hate that bitch! I’m going to kill her!”
“No, you’re not” Klaus commenté calm.
“You try and stop me!” Caroline dared him. “I have enough of Elena telling everyone not to kill that chienne 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 toi will leave the rest to me and my siblings”
Trusting Caroline would obey his order Klaus turned around and walked away.