Hello, my lovely readers. Here is the next chapter. I hope that you enjoy the setup because I tend to rush through the beginning sometimes. On with the show…

Chapter 2: Dissention Amongst Us

Getting everyone in the room to shut the hell up had been the hardest part. The second hardest part was to get each and every member to pay attention to him and to stop sniping at each other. Elena had started arguing with Jeremy about her desire for him to spend more time with her and less time with Matt and Tyler. As much as she loved Matt, he and Tyler were not the best possible influence on her baby brother.

Elena and Jeremy's argument had led to Stefan interfering and telling Jeremy that maybe Elena was right. In retaliation Jeremy had informed Stefan that Stefan was only taking Elena's side because he wanted to reignite his relationship with Elena. As far as Jeremy was concerned he preferred his life before the stupid vampires had come along and started interfering with everything. But if Stefan wanted to keep chasing his sister he could go right ahead if it meant she would mind her own damned business.

For some reason this made Rebekah unreasonably angry and it had taken both Salvatores and Elena to peel Rebekah off of Jeremy after she wrapped both hands around his neck and began to choke him. When she had settled down she had started telling Jeremy that family was important and that as long as they did not keep you in a box for centuries and you did not try to kill them then you should appreciate it when your siblings cared enough to take an interest in your life. Then she started to cry.

All of these things happened prior to midnight. After the chaos settled, Damon had poured out glasses of bourbon until everyone was a little bit more relaxed. "Now, are you ready to hear the rules of the Klaroline Shipper Game?"

"Not that again," Rebekah moaned, speeding over to grab the decanter and speeding back to her place in one of the chairs. "Why in God's name would you want Caroline to spend her days with my brother? You've met Nik. You know that my brother is a monster."

"Yes," Damon replied, nodding slowly. "I know exactly what Klaus is and what he's capable of doing. Hell, I'm not that far behind him on the 'Jackass of the Year' awards list."

"You got that right," Jeremy muttered, causing everyone else in the room to laugh except for Damon who narrowed his eyes.

"As I was saying, Klaus is a world class dick. But he loves our little Caroline. And somehow being around her seems to make him want to be less of a world class dick. Now call me crazy," Damon began.

"Crazy," Stefan murmured with a smile and then he began to move away from his brother as Damon reached for his neck to snap it. "I'll shut up."

"Good. Where was I? Oh, yeah, I think that getting Klaus and Caroline together would be doing the world a service," Damon finished.

"But what about Caroline?" Elena asked, feeling like she had to stand up for her friend since Caroline was not there to defend her position on whether she wanted to be with Klaus or not. Stefan was quiet and Elena could not tell if it was because he agreed with his brother's logic or if it was because he had promised to keep his thoughts to himself. However, she would surely like some support on this issue.

"Yes, Damon. What about poor little Caroline? Klaus might drive her mad or stick her in a box. What will your little gang do without their ball of sunshine?" Rebekah arched an eyebrow with a grimace as she sat back in her seat.

"That's another thing. Caroline would stop judging us every time we made a decision that she didn't like. I mean we have Stef and Bonnie for that. And sometimes Lena. And by sometimes, I mean a LOT," Damon told Rebekah sincerely. "And now that you're back, wouldn't it be nice if you had one less person judging what you do?"

Rebekah shifted in her seat. "Who's to say that I'm staying? I'm free to go wherever I would like. What makes you believe that I would stay just to participate in your ridiculous little game?"

"Because you're bored, Rebekah," Damon told her slowly, leaning closer to her and causing the female Original sister to sit up straighter. Elena took notice of the flirty smile that was now playing on Damon's lips and she gritted her teeth, staring at the floor. "That's why you're here. Not because you were worried about the football player. You came home because you had no idea what to do with yourself," Damon informed the Original.

"Rebekah," Stefan piped up knowing that he was breaking his promise to stop talking but there was something that he needed to know. "Why aren't you still in New Orleans with Klaus?"

Everyone in the room turned their attention to Rebekah whose shoulders slumped and her eyes dulled. "I was the one who brought Mikael back in 1919. I am the reason that my family had to flee New Orleans. Klaus found out and he forbade me to come back to New Orleans. Ever. But he gave me my freedom to go anywhere in the world. Nik gave me my freedom…" Smiling, Rebekah wiped away a stray tear that began to spill down her cheek. It had taken some time for her to come to terms with the fact that she would never see her brothers again. Nor would she meet her niece.

"And there you go," Damon shouted, making everyone who had been contemplating Rebekah's words to jump. "That is your reason to want Klaus to be with Caroline. "He will be so happy to be united with his love that he'll allow you to come back home. Think about it Rebekah. Caroline will convince him to forgive you because that's Caroline. She's like a Klaus medication. He ingests enough of her and bam he's all better."

"Damon, try for a better metaphor next time," Stefan urged his brother who looked confused and then opened his mouth.

"Oh, you mean because it reminds you of Klaus snacking on Caroline. Hell, you weren't even there," Damon rolled his eyes. "Just because Caroline insisted on reenacting things in the most melodramatic fashion does not mean that that is how it happened."

"Whatever," Jeremy snapped, sulking because he had only been allowed to have one glass of bourbon due to Elena's insistence that he was underage and did not need to be drinking more. "Ty and Matt let me drink whatever I want," Jeremy added and Elena's eyes widened in fury.

Damon decided that he needed to stop his guests from becoming side tracked. "Okay. So, is everyone onboard the Klaroline Shipper Game train?"

"NO," everyone else protested.

"Come on, guys. This could be so much fun," Damon yelled at them. "Where is you sense of adventure? Or would you all like to just sit around moping, brooding or waiting to die? AGAIN." Looking pointedly at Jeremy with the last word, Damon folded his arms over his chest and glared at the people assembled in his room.

The others began to look at each other and seemed to be considering his words when someone else walked into the Great Room. "Enzo," Damon called happily.

"What the hell?" Stefan looked up at the unwelcome arrival. "How did you get in here?"

Enzo held up a shiny new key, "Damon was kind enough to provide me with a key. Since I am part of the whole keeping him from eating you lot, I think that you should be nicer to me, little Salvatore."

"Little Salvatore," Damon repeated, laughing heartily as Stefan stiffened not finding the joke all that funny.

"Oh, learn to take a joke there, mate." Enzo called to Stefan who continued to glare at his brother's "friend." "Oh, and what do we have here? A new face. Pretty. Damon, I love how you always seem to surround yourself with these lovely females." Striding to stand before Rebekah, Enzo held out a hand, "Lorenzo's the name. But you can call me Enzo, love."

"I think not," Rebekah replied disdainfully and then she flicked her gaze to the others.

"That was cold," Jeremy said with a laugh that rang through the room, earning him a smile from Rebekah and a glare from Enzo.

"Why don't you leave, Enzo? We're having a meeting," Stefan ordered the vampire, rising to his feet and staring daggers at his least favorite vampire in the room.

Unfazed, Enzo moved to stand beside Rebekah's chair. "I think I'm comfortable where I am. Thank you for your warm hospitality, Stefan. Now, what are we up to this time? Tell me that it means that I get to kill someone or something."

"You won't be doing anything because you won't be here," Stefan insisted, moving his head to look at his brother because he wanted Damon to back him up for once this year.

"I think that Enzo would be a great addition to the team," Damon announced to the groans of everyone else in the room.

"He killed me," Jeremy yelled, jumping to his feet, feeling enraged.

"Who in this room hasn't?" Damon snapped back. Rebekah and Stefan held up their hands. Damon rolled his eyes. "Okay. But Elena and I did. Therefore that makes three out of five of us. That's what I call a majority."

Jeremy was going to protest when Enzo tried to sit down on the arm of the chair that Rebekah was sitting in and she tossed him over the couch that the Salvatores had been sitting on. He slammed into the wall behind them. "Thanks, Rebekah," Jeremy said, nodding at the vampire, who he did not know that the well, but who seemed to be his best friend in the room right now.

"I will do it again if he keeps trying my patience," Rebekah informed the group as Enzo got to his feet and stared at the older vampire, his fangs elongated.

"Who the hell is she, Damon? Another bloody ripper?" Enzo shouted.

Smiling, Rebekah got to her feet, "I am Rebekah Mikaelson and I if I were you I would show some respect."

"Holy mother of vampires," Enzo's fangs disappeared. He jumped over the couch and raced over to Rebekah. Bowing, he took her hand and kissed it. "Vampire royalty," he called to Damon with a wide grin.

"Seriously," Damon rolled his eyes again. "I never pegged you for a groupie."

"Well, I would have followed The Beatles but I was stuck in that bloody laboratory during that period," Enzo said thoughtfully.

Shaking his head, Damon attempted once more to refocus the group's attention. "So, does that mean that you would be interested in getting in on a little Game I call 'The Klaroline Shipper Game?'"

"Klaroline?" Enzo looked confused.

"Caroline and Klaus," Elena supplied, crossing her legs and folding her arms over her chest.

"The Klaus. As in Klaus Mikaelson? And you're lots' Caroline?" Enzo looked around as everyone else nodded. "What is a shipper?"

"Someone who is crazy about a couple and wants to see them get together," Jeremy summarized.

"It's more complicated than that," Rebekah added but was unable to finish.

"No one cares about the details of what a shipper is, sexy Bex," Damon cried out. "For the love of God. Can you just agree to play the damn game so that I can explain the rules before the turn of the century and Jeremy will be dead for real of old age and then we'll need to replace him?"

"Yes," four vampires and one human shouted at him.

Damon sighed in relief. "Okay. Wonderful. So, we know the objective is to get Klaus and Caroline together as a couple. And I do believe that we're all creative enough to be able to find ways to help the cause. Therefore, I'm not going to tell you how to get it done. All I'm going to say is that you can't kill or compel -"

"Well, that is going to make this game horribly boring," Enzo whispered loudly with a wide smirk. Rebekah nodded in agreement, studying her nails and yawning.

"Let me finish," Damon shouted, feeling irritated and his ripper face almost appeared. Looking at Elena, he took a deep breath and calmed down. "You cannot compel or kill any of the other contestants. The same does not apply to anyone outside of the game. Anyone else is fair game."

Enzo and Rebekah grinned at each other. Damon continued to speak, "One other rule is that you can't let Caroline or Klaus know that you're part of a game that involves getting them together."

"Why are you looking at me?" Stefan asked, raising his eyebrows as Damon stared at him.

"Because you and Blondie have big mouths and tell each other everything," Damon snapped. "And if you tell her, then Enzo and Rebekah get to torture you."

"What?!" Stefan shouted as Rebekah and Enzo smirked.

"There has to be some kind of penalty for ruining the game for everyone else," Damon explained with a shrug. "Any questions before we begin?"

"Can we invite others to be part of the game?" Rebekah asked immediately.

"Sure. As long as they remember to follow the rules," Damon told her. He watched Rebekah as she pulled out her phone and began to text. "Who are you inviting?"

"Elijah, Hayley and Marcel," Rebekah listed quickly and then thought about it. "Maybe they will think of others."

"O-kay," Damon shook his head, feeling confused about her choices. He would have to ask her later. "Now, we're going to pick teams. Who would like to be on Team Damon?"

You could hear dead silence filling the room as everyone looked at each other waiting to see who would volunteer first.

Okay, people. Here's where you can make your voice heard. Who do you think should be on a team and with whom? Sorry, I am not going to take requests for pairings. If you desperately want to know who will be with who then shoot me a review otherwise you'll have to wait and see. However, I will take requests if there is something crazy you would like to see the contestants do to help the Klaorline cause. I will explain in either the next chapter or the one after why Rebekah decided to ask Hayley to join the team.

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