A/N: Like seriously I just don't understand why any reviewer would just come on and leave rude comments like that…Like I'm the writer, and we are not going to be getting any canon klaroline in the near and probably distant future…so why the hell would you be mean to the writer of a Klaroline fanfiction…especially one who is actually trying really hard for you guys? And then of course after ch 25's A/N…I got a few guests on my case again…smh…
But the number of nice reviews skyrocketed after that chapter! Majority of you guys truly are amazing…
For those of u who were confused by Klaus's attitude in the last chapter…think about it like this…Klaus is impulsive and temperamental …and he is one of those people who hates to be wrong…so here's Elijah calling him out on something he is being hypocritical on (love) and then essentially blackmailing him…He's gonna be a little moody about that…and then Caroline comes in…and Elijah is still trying to figure out what is going on with her and why his brother seems to be so infatuated with her…he's not gonna act like a softie for Care right in front of his brother after Elijah just called him out on being in love with Caroline.
Hope that explains it for u guests I couldn't PM…btw guests…take the few moments to make accounts! I would love to message some of u guys on your reviews…like Mars who wants to know what type of science im studying lol…I can't answer a guest reviewer! (medicine btw…gonna be a PA)
"So," Klaus said looking up from his drink and over at his brother expectantly. "About that cure."
Elijah glanced up at met his gaze. His lips pressed together in a firm line as he contemplated his decision. It wasn't really a hard decision to make. The most logical and safe choice was of course to give it over to this plan. Sure at the expense of Rebekah's desires to be human—but there was a high chance that this was just some notion that she would be over in a year or so.
The only hesitation was that he wanted to secure Katherine's freedom. If he didn't use this cure to do that—Katherine would likely spend the rest of eternity running from his brother. This chance would likely not come again.
And he sure as hell wanted a chance. An actual chance to see what they could have together. The few moments they had shared over the past few centuries weren't enough. A few scattered moments were not enough for him. He wanted Katarina—as he had told Elena—he wanted the Katarina that he knew nearly five centuries ago. He wanted the Katarina who loved and was playful, not the one who was paranoid and constantly running.
"Niklaus you know my condition," Elijah said calmly as he tucked his hands into his pants pockets and met his brother's gaze evenly.
"What?" Rebekah protested, whipping around to glare at Elijah. He was just handing it over to Nik? Of course, she should've known. "You're just going to give it to Nik?" she demanded.
"What condition?" Caroline cut in, looking back and forth between the brothers curiously. She had only caught the tail end of their conversation earlier.
"Nothing," Klaus growled lowly, not even looking at her. What the hell was his problem?
"Nothing?" she repeated, crossing her arms and turning fully to glare at him. He was still not even looking at her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Bonnie raise an eyebrow.
"Sweetheart why don't you go un-pack?" Klaus practically snarled, avoiding answering her question. The conditions of Elijah's blackmail were none of her concern. Her being in the room with his siblings' prying eyes was making him think irrationally and impulsively. Neither of those were things he could afford with Silas—this was one thing he had to plan out to a tee.
"Ugh," Caroline huffed stomping her foot. "I already unpacked—and if you would pull your head out of your ass you would see that I'm trying to help."
Klaus finally turned to glare at her, unhappy with her reply. No one talked to him like that—no one. Not even his family got away with questioning his authority. If they did, they ended up in a box—especially when their safety was concerned. And in this case, Caroline's safety and the safety of the vampire race was at stake. Silas could put them all down. Not to mention he still had the butt of the white oak stake, something that could kill them.
He clenched his fingernails into his palms to try and repress the urge to lash out. This was Caroline—he would never lay a finger on her again out of anger. He had learned his lesson a few weeks ago. He would never hurt her like that again—he wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Unpack?" Bonnie asked, interrupting what she assumed to be an impending fight.
"Didn't you hear?" Rebekah asked snootily, arms still crossed and a bitter look on her face. "Caroline has taken up residence here."
"What?" Bonnie demanded, turning to look at Caroline. "Caroline?"
"Silas kind of attacked me yesterday," Caroline mumbled quietly, looking down at the table to avoid Bonnie's questioning look.
"What?" Bonnie demanded louder, why the hell was she so out of the loop. First Elena was locked up in the Salvatore's place because she was being a humanity-less bitch, and now Silas was attacking her other friend?
"I'm fine—it was nothing" Caroline said looking up at Bonnie and plastering as genuine a smile as she could on her face. She was good at hiding the pain, this wouldn't be any different. She'd become a pro at it over the past year.
She caught Klaus's eye over Bonnie's shoulder. His angry glare turned into a frown, but he remained silent.
Bonnie seemed to buy the smile though.
"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked quietly.
"Yep perfectly fine—it was no big deal. I just didn't want to be home alone with Silas on the loose," Caroline replied with a smile, hoping for a change in topic—which a disgruntled Rebekah was more than happy to provide.
"So why are u here helping us instead of team Mystic Falls?" Rebekah asked sarcastically, a scowl still on her face.
"Well they are a little busy with Elena," Bonnie said before glancing back down at the grimoire.
Caroline opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by the ringing of the doorbell. Both her and Bonnie glanced at the others in the room, to see who would go get it.
After a long moment of silence Elijah let out a sigh and pushed away from his perch against the couch and left the room to answer the door.
"I can't stay long Care," Bonnie said as she glanced at her phone to check the time. Her dad was expecting her home any minute. She really needed to have a chat with him about his sudden need to control her life.
"Why?—What happened to Elena?" Caroline asked. Elena was back?
"Elena is locked up at the Salvatore's house—she kind of went off the deep end," Bonnie said glancing at Rebekah. Rebekah had been with Elena in that small town where she murdered that waitress.
Caroline glanced up as Elijah walked back into the room—with Stefan in tow.
"Stefan?" she said, perking up slightly at the sight of her best friend. At a closer look though, he looked a little worse for wear. He looked tired and drained. "What's going on?" she asked, curious as to why he showed up at the Mikaelson mansion of all places.
"Care, I've been looking for you," he said stepping past Elijah and into the parlor. He furrowed his brow as he glanced around the room. Rebekah was off to one side with her arms crossed, pouting. Klaus was on the other side of the room looking irritated—and Bonnie was here? What the hell had he missed when he left town to go help Damon track down Elena?
"Can we talk?" he asked, nodding his head back towards the entrance of the room. They likely wouldn't be able to get away from prying ears—but they could get away from prying eyes.
"Sure," she said as she grabbed his arm and practically pulled him out of the tension filled room. No wonder Rebekah wanted to get away from her brothers. What a stressful environment—she hadn't even been staying with them for more than a few hours and she was already feeling edgy and jumpy.
She pulled Stefan down the next hallway and into the kitchen.
"Where have you been?" Caroline asked crossing her arms over her chest, looking like a mother about the reprimand her disobedient child. "You took Bonnie home after the whole witch massacre and then disappeared off the face of the earth."
"Well Damon ended up getting stranded by Rebekah and Elena, so I went to pick him up and track down Elena," Stefan explained with a small smile at Caroline's characteristic mothering attitude.
"Elena is back at my place," Stefan said quietly as he glanced down at the counter top and he approached it to lean against. "But I can't do it anymore Care—that girl back at my house is not the girl that I fell in love with. She's turned into some bitter, heartless—well almost replica of Katherine, ironically," Stefan said with a scoff.
"She hasn't been the same for a while now Stef," Caroline said softly as she approached him. "I mean I know that I'm not ready to just forgive her but that doesn't mean that we give up on her entirely," Caroline said meeting his eyes. Maybe Elena had moved on from Stefan, but deep down somewhere was some part of the girl she grew up with. "You said to kill her with kindness didn't you?—maybe we should just let Damon deal with her for now and then after some time try again?"
Stefan found himself nodding along with her. When did Caroline become so wise? He was in no place to be helping Elena. He had been completely in love with her—only to find out that she was harboring feelings for her brother as well? He did not want to be in some love triangle with his brother again. The last time it had ended badly, he had spent over a century on bad terms with Damon. Elena couldn't have possibly loved him as much as he thought she did—if she so easily could fall for his brother.
And Caroline shouldn't be forgiving Elena anytime soon either. Hell she had turned off her humanity too, but she wasn't running around trying to kill her best friends or their parents. Sure she had killed twelve witches—but they were far from innocent. Caroline had had her humanity off and still had the sense and part of her that wanted to save her best friend.
"I came looking for you, to ask if I could stay with you at your house again," Stefan said broaching the topic he had brought up initially, the reason he had been looking for her. "But no one was home—speaking of—why are you here?"
"It's a long story," Caroline said with a sigh, looking off to the side.
"Wait a minute—" he said reaching for her and pulling her closer to get a better look.
"What?" she demanded furrowing her brow at his sudden closeness.
"When did you turn your humanity back on?" he asked as he realized what was different. She had been talking about giving Elena another chance in the future. She was back to the Caroline he knew and loved like a sister. The one who just had to fix everything and make projects out of it.
"Shh," she insisted looking around frantically, even though no one was in the room with them. "The last thing we have time for right now is for Bonnie to find out that I turned it off in the first place."
"Caroline" he chided, releasing her from his close inspection and setting her with a disapproving look.
"Stefan," she said back mimicking his tone and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh now were going to ignore that it happened," he asked.
"It's not like I've never ignored the things that have happened to me before," she said. She had intended it to be something to solidify her argument, but didn't realize that it could just as easily fuel his.
"Are you talking about Damon?" Stefan asked, dropping the disapproving look and replacing it with one of concern. "Because we still need to talk about that."
"Stefan—there are three original vampires in the other room—two of which probably are eavesdropping because they have no manners," Caroline protested, saying that last part a little loudly—because she knew that Rebekah and Klaus were listening in. Couldn't Stefan just drop it? "We are so not talking about that here," she added, referring to Damon and what happened a year ago.
Sure in time she would probably tell him part of what his brother had done—but she had only just gotten up the courage to tell Klaus—Stefan was a whole different story. Damon was Stefan's brother. And she was practically siblings with Stefan. If he found out his brother raped her, she couldn't even begin to predict how he would react.
Klaus was a whole different story. One that she needed to talk to—because he had been a pain in the ass ever since they had gotten back to his place.
"Caroline," he started again, but looked up as Bonnie walked into the room.
"Sorry," Bonnie said cringing slightly as she caught a glimpse of the stare-off between Stefan and Caroline. "—but I have to go Care, my dad has me on lockdown right now."
"Ugh why is your dad being such a pain in the ass right now" Caroline said, switching gears completely. "I get that he's trying to protect the humans and all—but have you told him that Silas is trying to unleash hell on earth and we kind of need your help?"
"Remember what happened last time?" Bonnie said with a raised eyebrow "My mom and dad ambushed me and knocked me out. I need to check in with him," Bonnie said as she approached Caroline and hugged her friend goodbye. "Call me if anything important comes up or happens."
"Well at this rate it's just going to be me, Stefan, and all three grouchy originals," Caroline said with a grin as Bonnie smiled back, waved goodbye and then left.
"So you need someone to stick around?" Stefan prompted with a grin, nudging her shoulder with his own.
"Oh god yes—save me from them, they are all bickering like children," Caroline said with a smirk as she looped her arm through his and they headed back to the parlor where all three grumpy originals waited.
A/N: What I don't understand is that in the beginning of TVD they said that Damon had spent the whole time after they were turned trying to make Stefan's life miserable…and then suddenly they keep throwing these flashbacks at us…where they are buddies…then not…? Like sure I totally forgot that Damon had made it his lifes mission to torment his brother…That's what the whole first season was about…smh
I just roughly edited and went over it…so sorry for any mistakes…im sure ill read it tomorrow morning and be like wow…and then go fix it…
So guys! Thanks for all the luck u guys wished me on my finals! I ended my semester with a 3.5…not great…but I'm satisfied!
And of course my brother got me sick…I'm pissed considering a few weeks ago I got over some bronchitis …and now I got it in my lungs again….so I can't breathe…cool…so I'm mentally and physically drained…but I really want to write this and it to not suck…so I'm trying but I may hold off on putting chapters up super quickly because if I write them when I'm drained…they may not be the best quality…. And I'll have to go back and reread and edit them
Sorry for the wait! I actually had about half of this chapter written by the time I left…but I couldn't put up half a chapter lol…so I actually just sat down and finished it…now that I have wifi again…(sry for the 600 words of A/Ns)
I'm about to break 1000 reviews...what the actual fuck? Haha…this is my first fanfiction…
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