Klaus growled. "I never said I didn't trust you, Cassie." He said, shaking his head. "You've just got to be careful." He clenched his teeth and looked from her. When she told him to keep an eye on town, he looked sarcastically at her. "Cassie. It's my town Marcel took from me, I'm not going to let it go to hell, again." He said, not wanting to relieve the memories from years ago. Klaus was on alert when a wooden bullet pierce Cassie in the shoulder. "No." He growled, but listened to her protests and ducked behind a herd of trees, watching and listening to everything. Klaus had to control himself from going out there and killing every one of them. No, they needed them at the moment. He knew Cassie would be okay, she was a fighter, he'd give her that.

Klaus waited until they left and were gone before he got out of his hiding spot. He walked over and bent down to pick up Cassie's knife she threw. "Wrong girl to take." Klaus said to himself, licking the blood off before tucking the knife in his pants. He took out his phone and headed back to where he left Marcel. He called Damon and left a quick message before finding Marcel.

"Damon, keep a close eye on Anya. They're here- those hunters, and they're good, too. They took Cassie down easily and swiftly, I'm not sure where, but I'll find them and get her back- heal Anya and I'll meet up with you at the house. I'm talking to Marcel right now, we need both witches. Heal her, even if she doesn't want you to. We need her, Damon, or we all are screwed."

"Marcel!" Klaus called. Marcel appeared at a top balcony and looked down. "Yes?" He said warily. "They're here and they have Cassie. We need Davina, bring her to my home, now." He said gruffly before disappearing and heading to his house. He barged through the door. "Damon!" He called. They had to get moving, and moving pretty fast.

Klaus turned when he heard a familiar heartbeat. Marcel stood at the door with Davina who did not look happy, but at least she came.

"Come in." Klaus said, turning to see Rebekah. "Niklaus." She said smoothly. "Ah, little sister." He said.

. . .

Anya raised her brow. "This isn't bad? I'm glad you did show up." She said, smiling as she shook her head. "Herbal compound?" She asked, tilting her head to the side questioningly. She wasn't even sure at the events playing out in front of her. A pretty blonde, no doubt another vampire, barged through the door talking about Cassie, who Anya took up as the woman from the gas station earlier, and back to Damon. "What is going on?" She asked him curiously.

When he offered her his blood, her face screwed up in disgust, but finally she sighed and nodded. "Fine, I guess. I don't know how I'm going to help- I can't even use my powers properly." She said and held out her hand for his wrist. "I'll do it." She said, biting her lower lip nervously.