Elijah had called you to the compound without saying why. You enter Klaus's bedroom only to find him shirtless and in bed, Elijah standing next to him with a knife he claimed to have pulled out of him to save Rebekah from his fury.

“You’re here, wonderful. I’ll need you to look over Klaus while he recovers, seeming that you are the only one he speaks of with such respect, and you are one of the few people he wouldn’t immediately slaughter.” Elijah smiled politely.