Hello, everyone!

I have been shipping Katherine & Caroline for quite some time and I have always meant to type down a fanfic with many chapters about the two Queens or at least an one-shot but this is the very first time I have actually made my idea come true.

Rated M for future chapters.

Enjoy!

" Are you sober yet? I have to take you home. I have to get me home. " Bonnie's lips curled up into a little, tired smirk as she glanced over at her drunk friend over a cup of hot coffee.

" Mhm... Nope... " Caroline muttered, lifting her head slowly. That headache was killing her. Why did she keep getting drunk when she couldn't handle the consequences?
The blonde girl dropped her head again, hiding her face inside of her hands.

Bonnie took another sip of her hot coffee. Even though she was not anywhere near drunk the hot drink seemed to calm and relax her. She was about to say something but the moment she opened her mouth, the sound of her phone buzzing cut her off.

" It's Matt. " she muttered, mostly to herself, since Caroline seemed far too distracted by her own headache. " Yes, alright. S-sure, I'll be right there. " Bonnie hanged up on him and then gently poked Caroline's shoulder in an attempt to make the blonde girl look at her.
" Vicky was admitted a few minutes ago, the doctors said that she needs to spend the night there for further observation and Matt asked me to drop by their house and bring a change of clothes for her. Will you be alright on your own? "

Caroline slowly lifted her head and ran one hand through her soft, blone hair.
" Yeah... But! Vicky Donovan cannot die before she tells me where she got those earrings from!" She said in a rather loud tone of voice as she waved her finger at Bonnie who was walking out of The Grill as fast as her legs could carry her.
Letting a heavy sigh slip past her thin lips, the blond girl hid her face in her hands again, unable to deal with reality. Not just yet. Part of her kicked herself mentally for getting drunk and she almost made a promise to herself to never drink again but she regretted that promise the second it crossed her mind.

" Rough night? " A female voice broke the tranquil buzzing of the low voices which were coming from the people sitting on the tables all around. It was a familiar voice, a voice she recognized though it had a certainty and a hint of confidence she had never heard in it before.
Slowly, Caroline lifted her head again only to see the face of the person she didn't want to see again that night. Or ever. The person who stole Stefan Salvatore from her; Elena Gilbert.

" Ugh... Go away, Elena. Why aren't you by Matt's side anyway? Let me guess, your new boyfriend would never approve? " Caroline managed to smirk despite of herself.

The brunette girl placed one hand on her hip as her brown eyes stared deep inside Caroline's green ones. " Stop talking. " she muttered and took a seat at the exact same spot Bonnie was sitting a few minutes earlier.

" So... " the brunette girl went off, looking straight into Caroline's eyes. " It is true then. She looks exactly like me. Mhm... No wonder why Stefan's so fond of her. " a sneaky smile crossed her face. " There are so many ways I can use that to my benefit and... you ... " she pointed a slender finger to her " ... are going to help me. "

Caroline was dazed. Who was this woman sitting there? She was not Elena for certain. Elena had neither such a powerful personality nor ever a sneaky smile. Her smile had always been sencere if not sad and unreal. Whoever that woman was, though, Caroline knew that she had to do exactly as she was told. It was like her will rendering into a thin layer which could have been crossed and violated by everything and everyone.

" Y-yes.. " Caroline muttered.

The brunette woman's lips curled up into a devilish smirk once again.
" We are going to have so much fun together. " she cocked an eyebrow at Caroline and Caroline felt the need to smirk back.

The brunette woman was taken aback. That smirk was not a result of any kind of compulsion.

" Huh. You actually want to help me take Elena Gilbert down. " she observed.

" Well, duh! It's only fair! " Caroline said dynamically.

" Fine. I'm intrigued. Why is it only fair? " she narrowed her eyes at the blonde girl, quoting her own words.

Caroline just shrugged.

" And I thought this was going to be easy. " the brunette woman muttered before locking eyes with Caroline. " Why? " she insisted.

That unnatural force overtook Caroline once more, urging her to say nothing but the truth to the mysterious stranger.
" She is always the one that everyone picks! For everything! And I try... So hard and... I'm never the one. I am always going to be the back-up. I am inappropriate, I always say the wrong things -" the brunette woman held her hand in the air as in forcing Caroline to talk no more.

" Your self esteem just couldn't be lower... " she muttered as she let her fingers play with a few stray curls of her long, brown hair.

Caroline remained silent, giving the opportunity to the brunette woman to observe her pale, beautiful face and move lower to the captivating sound of her pulse which made her neck automatically more attractive. This girl just screams 'dinner'. The brown eyed woman throught then added " I need a place to crush for tonight, somewhere to hide where the lovely Elena will not stop for a late night visit. " she said without bothering to use her compulsion.

" You can come over to my place. My mother will be working tonight and she won't come home until tomorrow evening. " Caroline offered.

" Mhm... Perfect. " the brunette woman decided after a few seconds of consideration.

" What's your name anyway? " Caroline's brows curled in a slight frown.

" I'm Katherine. " the woman introduced herself casually. " But you... " her brown eyes locked with Caroline's once again " ... will keep that a secret. "

I hope you enjoyed yourselves! I am going to type the second chapter right after I save this one! xD

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