"I'm sure it was a good reason in her mind," Sam replied and took the bottle back again. "And maybe you did do something. But I know her, and I know she overreacts." He met Caroline's gaze steadily. "She's a vampire. She can't help it."

He lifted the bottle and took a small sip. There wasn't much left, and she needed it more than he did right now.

"I know what that's like. I'm...I've got demon blood in me. It's like this-- this disease. This curse. I'm a freak. Even my dad and my brother think I'm a monster."