FUGITIVES
Any minute now and the sun would rise marking the beginning of a new day. Two undead creatures of the night drove by the highway with TNT's "Highway to Hell" blasting through the car's speakers. How very Dean of Supernatural of us, the blonde cheerleader mused.
"Do you even have a destination in mind?" She asked her companion, throwing him a fleeting glance. The troublesome Original ignored her question, muttering 'oh bloody hell' in his thick English accent when 'Game Over' appeared on the screen of his Ipad.
"How about an actual plan, maybe?" She continued, trying to hide her impatience but instead of getting annoyed over his antics, Caroline chuckled at the sour look written all over his face. He only glared at her through the rear view mirror before going back to the game he'd been playing for the past ten minutes. A sudden urge of determination to remove the cocky expression on her face swept through him as he tried to focus on not letting his character fall off a cliff.
Caroline dared him to beat her highest score on Temple Run, telling him that only then would she agree on teaching him how to drive. Seeing those Ferrari cars racing against each other on ESPN while he was channel surfing one time had instantly instigated his interest on cars. Since then he had wanted to learn how to drive and get into Formula one racing but unfortunately his two older brothers were too preoccupied to teach him.
In an effort to get him to discuss their current 'situation,' Caroline quickly snapped the Ipad away from his grasp, causing him to widen his eyes at her. "Give me that," he disdainfully said, throwing her a murderous look. Instead of handing him the tablet, the young vampire threw it outside the car window.
"What the hell? I just spent $600 on that thing!" Kol yelled in exasperation, fisting his hand in an effort to control his growing anger.
Caroline burst in chuckles at his petulance, however the serious expression on his face did not waver. "You're serious?"
He rolled his eyes, sighing in vexation. "Elijah gave us access to our own personal bank accounts a week after we came back."
She gave him a look of pure disbelief. "You're dead serious?"
"Contrary to popular opinion, we don't take advantage of our… skills all the time," he coolly said.
"Yeah, I suppose a thousand years' existence would surely warrant anyone to an immense wealth." After all, she knew that Klaus did not acquire his estate in Mystic Falls through compulsion. Thinking about it now, she couldn't fathom just how loaded the Mikaelsons are. "In retrospect, I was actually wondering why you didn't drain me off vervain to compel me." Caroline rambled carelessly.
Kol smirked in return. "Would you like me to?" Not that he would actually resort to use compulsion on her; not after hearing from his brother what that despicable Damon Salvatore did to her in the past. He scowled at the thought, which made Caroline look at him in slight confusion.
"You know, if I ever see that wretched Salvatore again, I am going to make him regret his entire existence." His furious tone and fierce look made Caroline roll her eyes.
"I really think about where we're heading first before you pay any mind to your petty revenge."
"Like anywhere you want. Rome, Paris, Tokyo?" Kol replied playfully, imitating his brother's drawl from the Ball.
"Ha-ha! Very funny, Kol. There really isn't anything like eavesdropping to show you how different the world outside your head is."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were interested in my dearest brother then."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous."
Kol looked at her subtly, trying to hide the smile forming on his lips. "So where to, now love?"
Caroline grins. "Ever been to Spain?"