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Disclaimer (I probably should have had one on my first chapter but forgot): I do not own TVD TO or any of its characters. Just my ideas.

By the time Klaus left and Rebekah arrived, the bottle of tequila had almost emptied. Even with all the vampire and boy dramas no longer nagging her, Caroline had continued to drink out of boredom and loneliness. She had advanced to get completely off her face as she was never the person to do things mediocrely.

"Bloody hell girl," Barbie original approached her.

Caroline turned to the other blonde. She wore a tentative look and as Caroline stared she realised how stunning she actually was. Her hair so thick and lips so full. Caroline could easily picture her on the front cover of a fashion magazine. Admiring Rebekah's beauty with the alcohol in her system brought back old insecurities. Feelings such as no one wanted her and that she couldn't compare to anyone began to bother her. The devastation of the situation that put her there came flooding back, although she didn't miss the people who abandoned her, she missed the places they filled. Although she hurt inside, she felt strangely at peace and it slightly scared her.

"Tyler dumped me," Caroline began venting to Rebekah. "Stefan is god knows where. Bonnie is probably having the time of her life travelling the world with her mom. Elena chose Damon over me. And my heart is in pieces."

Rebekah had the urge to tell the whiny human girl she could not care less but as she continued she stopped herself. She did hate most of who she was naming, so in a disconnected way she could see them on the same side. A soft spot began to brew for Caroline, even though Rebekah knew she hated her guts and was only confiding in her because she was drunk.

Rebekah knew how it felt to be pushed away by the people she loved, she he knew how it felt to be mistreated, second best, betrayed, left behind. She had a thousand years of it.

"So here I am," Caroline continued, "alone because I have no friends. Except maybe Matt." She glanced at Rebekah, who seemed to light up at the mention of him. "He left, by the way."

The original looked back at her, a small smile playing at Caroline's lips. She then looked away quickly hoping the light disappointment she felt wasn't obvious on her face. Caroline unscrewed the top of the tequila bottle, unable to get the last bit out of the small nozzle. Rebekah noticed her doing so and frowned, fully realising her very bad condition. "What are you doing with that?" She asked, more curious as to who let her have it and why no one had taken it away from her.

"Technically the bar's closed but courtesy of your brother-"

"My brother was here?" Rebekah interrupted.

Caroline pointed at the dent that was created half an hour ago, "Who else?"

"You made him angry?" She gulped.

"It was a bit of a blur."

Both blondes fell into a short silence. Rebekah felt like she'd been chasing her brother across oceans instead of the small town they had planned to permanently reside in. He had been very vague with her, only revealing that he was back from New Orleans to tie up some loose ends. Although, she knew he was plotting something. She could see it in his eyes. So she had been following him around for the past couple of days, hoping to find out what he was up to.

Caroline raised the bottle to her lips, only to have it snatched away from her at vampire speed. She turned to Rebekah, frowning. She really had had enough of originals stealing her drinks. "That's enough for you young lady," Rebekah declared. "I'm taking you home."

Caroline sighed and nodded, "Okay."

Helping Caroline out of her seat, Rebekah wrapped the other blonde's arm around her shoulder. As soon as the pair stepped out of the establishment, Caroline stopped and threw up onto the sidewalk. "Shit!" The sober one cursed, who thankfully could easily hold the weight of both of them. After hauling Caroline towards her car, Rebekah steadied her against it and began fishing in the drunk girl's purse for her keys. Just as Rebekah grabbed them, Caroline moaned and almost slid to the ground but the original was by her side in a flash. "Up you go," she said, propping her up again.

As Rebekah started the car, Caroline laid in the backseat. Her whole body was limp and her stomach churned and it had her thinking that if it wasn't for the girl in the driver's seat she'd probably be lying unconscious outside the Grill, in her own vomit pool. Her eyes lids were heavy and she began to drift off. "Thank you," she mumbled inaudibly. Rebekah turned, her vampire hearing picking it up. Caroline then smiled at her gingerly, in which she returned.

Arms snaked around Caroline, heaving her out of the car. Half asleep, she followed Rebekah's lead up her porch steps. Feeling hair whip on and off her face, Caroline could only imagine that her vampire babysitter was juggling her, her purse and her house keys. Her mother probably got stuck with a night shift again. The commotion stopped and she was suddenly seated on the ground.

"Caroline!" Rebekah shouted in a hushed tone while snapping her fingers. The sleeping girl only groaned. "Caroline! Wake up so you can invited me in," she persisted.

"I don't invite vampires into my house," Caroline responded subconsciously.

"Jesus Caroline! I'm trying to help you, you twat."

Rebekah rolled her eyes. She sat down from her squatting position in front of the human. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she huffed and watched the unconscious girl that her brother took such a fancy to. How did she get in this situation? All she was doing was rightfully searching for her brother, maybe hoping to accidentally bump into Matt on the way. But instead she was stuck babysitting a human girl that she had never gotten along with in the past. She even contemplated leaving her there. But as soon as she heard the rumbling of her stomach and throat, she had grabbed her hair in an instant. Caroline then soiled her porch with used alcohol, but managed to avoid getting it on herself with Rebekah's help. She felt like it was never-ending. "Bekah, this isn't right," she spluttered, tears rimming her eyes. Rebekah only lulled her, stroking her hair. There was no way she could leave her alone like this. So she did the only thing she could to help her.

Opening the doors of the Mikaelson mansion, Rebekah dragged Caroline into the foyer with her and closed the door behind them.

"Look what we have here," Kol sang, stepping creepily out of the shadows.

Ignoring her brother, Rebekah proceeded to their mansion's grand double staircase. "How kind of you to bring me a new plaything," he taunted while taking a few steps closer to them. Rebekah turned to her brother, his words gaining her attention. "This is Caroline Forbes, Kol. Have you forgotten how much she means to our brother? If you do not want the white oak stake driven through your heart you will be careful of what you say about her," she retorted defensively. Kol smirked. "And she happens to be very ill," Rebekah finished.

"Well in that case-" in vampire speed, Kol snatched Caroline from Rebekah's arm, lifted her and threw her over his shoulder.

He walked up a couple of steps before his sister spoke, "I could have done that myself."

Kol snickered as Rebekah followed close behind. "I really wouldn't want you to break a nail, sister," he provoked. "Besides it really is my pleasure."

Rebekah stopped in her tracks, mildly disgusted at her brother. He turned back to her and winked. Shaking her head, she spun and trotted back down the stairs.

"She's sleeping in Elijah's room!"

He frowned, "Alright, alright."

By the time Rebekah came back from the kitchen with a glass of water for the human and a glass of blood for herself, Kol had already flopped Caroline onto Elijah's bed and had been staring at her intensely. Rebekah cleared her throat which cause him to turn to her. "Leave," she commanded. He smirked and obliged, leaving her with an unconscious, alcohol poisoned girl. She took a deep breathe and got Caroline ready for bed before tucking her in. She then sat at the edge of the bed, minding Caroline. Her thoughts drifted off as her current events began to remind her of her duties when she was a human. The memories of brewing remedies from her mother's grimore and nursing her brothers came flooding into her brain. This was going to be a long night.

Caroline was struck with a pounding headache. Her memories from last night were without a doubt very fuzzy. Thinking back, she could only recall snippets. An unknown bathroom. A lot of yelling. British accents. Strong skinny arms. A revolting smell. "There you go," "Get it all out," and "Just do it Kol!" were repeated. And the worst sick feeling she had ever experienced.

Rising out from under the covers she noticed she was not in her own room, which didn't surprise her. Her throat burned like hell and she thanked the Heavens when she saw a glass of water on the bedside table. Sitting up, she observed the unfamiliar room with awe. There was only one place she could be, if she was still in Mystic Falls.

"You're up."

Caroline turned to the voice, "Rebekah."

"How are you feeling?" She asked softly.

"Why am I here? What happened last night?" Caroline questioned eagerly, desperate for answers.

With a drink in her hand, she walked over to the bed, sitting on the edge. "You had alcohol poisoning last night," Rebekah explained, "and when you refused to invite me into your home, I brought you to mine."

Caroline nodded in understanding but was shocked that this was all coming from Rebekah. Out of all people, she was aided by someone who she didn't really get along with. Although, her friends list was rather pathetic now. "So I'm guessing I puked everywhere," she said with sheer embarrassment.

"We managed to contain it," the original reassured.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered and covered her face which made Rebekah smile.

"Oh no, we very much enjoyed playing doctors and nurses didn't we Rebekah?" The other original interrupted, standing in the doorway. Caroline watched Rebekah subconsciously roll her eyes at her brother which made her smirk. The blonde vampire continued to ignore her brother's presence as she handed her glass to the human. "Here," she offered, the glass was filled with a dark liquid that Caroline could only guess to be blood, "I tried giving you some last night but you threw it up."

She took the glass and looked at it hesitantly. "Your blood?" She said, raising her eyebrows at Rebekah. She nodded back. "Thank you, both of you," Caroline said glancing at both of them, "if it wasn't for you two I might have been dead." As she tipped the glass to her lips and drank, the siblings looked at each other with the same bewildered expression. When was the last time they had done a truly good deed and was appreciated for it? Kol then zoomed out of the room and Rebekah zoned out, her thoughts consuming her for a second. She was still perched on the bed, but soon shot up.

"So I guess that you're well now you'd want to be on your way," Rebekah assumed, always preparing herself for those who don't stick around. She had adapted to always preparing herself for those who leave, their encounters with her meaning nothing to them. For a minute she thought she could relate to Caroline, empathise with her and vice versa. But she knew as soon as the human girl would remember her reputation, how she tried to take over her life and all the things she did to her friends, some right in front of her, she knew Caroline would be gone in a heartbeat. Gone, never to think twice of the compassion and care she showed her, the night she was terribly ill.

But Caroline had other ideas.

"Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping."

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