Dean/Caroline

The phone crashed into the wall and Dean glared daggers at Caroline.

"Who the hell was that?" he demanded, and she snarled.

"A friend." she was working hard to keep her fangs back in her anger, but it was a difficult fight.

"A friend? That sounded like more than a friend." Dean growled back. "Who was he?"

"It was Damon!" she shouted, the lie sleeping past her lips easier than she expected. She'd felt the thrill of hearing Klaus' voice, demanding her return to him. She'd nearly forgotten how possessive he was, but she didn't mind in the slightest. Of course, knowing that he was coming for her didn't make her suddenly decide to divulge the information she'd already planned on keeping secret.

"And why is he so set on getting you back?"

"Seriously?" she demanded. "What's with the interrogation? He's one of my best friends. He's one of the ones who would've noticed I was missing. He's one of the vampires who helped me transition." though that wasn't strictly true, there was no harm in lying at this point.

Dean just stared at her, making it clear how skeptical he was of her. It seemed he believed her enough though because he settled back with a sigh and another glare at the now broken phone. Standing, he went to collect the sim card, moving to one of the duffel bags in the corner and pulling out a new phone. Without even a thought he slid the sim card in, making the phone pretty much an exact replica of the old one.

"Do you guys always carry around extras?" Dean just shot her a look and she shrugged, mind still reeling from the conversation.

"I don't know why you're so angry with me. If you didn't want me to talk to them, why did you let me call?"

"Curiosity got the better of me. Won't happen again, that's for damn sure."

Caroline bristled at that.

"You can't just keep me cut off from the world! That isn't how this works! I agreed to come with you because it was safer, not so you could treat me like a child and keep me on lockdown." They stood there glaring at each other and it was at that moment that Sam walked in.

"Hey, what's going on here?" he asked, moving to stand between them. Caroline shot Dean another nasty look around the taller brother.

"He threatened to give me back to Crowley." she hissed, and Sam's head snapped around to look at his brother in disbelief.

"Dean!" he shouted in reprimand, and the older hunter threw up his hands.

"Hey! That's out of context! She called one of her little vamp friends and some guy came on threatening that if we didn't give her back to them he'd come after us."

"So?" Sam argued, "Of course he did. She's his friend, maybe even family. How many people have you threatened when I've been in trouble." Dean just glared, unhappy with the argument.

"He threatened to hurt Cas." Dean said quietly, but it was clear from his tone that this low tone didn't mean he wasn't still furious. At that, Sam raised a brow.

"Who is this Cas person? Is it your girlfriend? Because seriously everything I've heard makes me think you're married."

Dean practically choked but Sam burst out laughing.

"Cas is short for Castiel. He's an angel and a good friend of ours." he emphasized the 'good' with a slide of his gaze in Dean's direction that Caroline understood easily.

"So Damon threatening your boyfriend when he thought I wasn't safe made it appropriate to threaten to send me back to Crowley?" she was shaking with rage, but also fear. The threat in Dean's voice had been so real she couldn't help the fear and she resented that.

"We aren't going to give you back to Crowley, Caroline. I promise." Sam said gently, but Caroline was still shaking.

"I won't go back. I won't let you take me back. No matter what macho issue the two of you have with having to out threaten the other. I. Will. Not. Go. Back."

Sam was nodding in agreement but Dean was just staring at her, as if he couldn't believe how worked up she'd gotten.

"Hey, hey, Caroline." Sam moved to stand right in front of her, big hands gentle as they took her shoulders in their grip. "Crowley won't be getting anywhere near you. I promise. And no matter what Dean says, he won't let it happen either. Will you Dean?" there was a pointed glare over Sam's shoulder at Dean and Dean huffed a sigh.

"No. I won't. But if your little boyfriend Damon shows up, I won't hesitate to show him the dangerous end of my pistol."

"Don't be disgusting. Damon's dating my best friend." she snapped, and Dean gave a look of mock surprise.

"Oh really, sounds to me like he's got a little too much interest in you to be dating your friends." Sam gave Dean a pointed bitch face but then looked back at Caroline who had relaxed under his hands.

"Alright?" she sighed but nodded.

"Can we go shopping now?" Sam grinned even as Dean gave a snort of disbelief.

"Well it's still day, but judging by the way the door was open, I'm guessing that isn't an issue?"

Before Caroline could answer, Dean cut in.

"She's got some weird daylight ring spelled by a witchy friend of hers."

Caroline shot him a withering glance which he replied to with a glare of his own. With another bitch face at his brother, Sam gently guided Caroline out of the motel room, but not before she stuck her tongue out at Dean, a childish but oddly satisfying action. Dean looked offended but before he could respond Sam snorted and pushed Caroline out of the room, motioning her towards the impala. She slid into the passenger seat, watching as Sam climbed behind the wheel. When they'd just pulled out of the motel parking lot and she'd taken in the surroundings in a nervous habit, she looked over at Sam.

"Aren't you afraid?"

He looked over at her in surprise.

"Of?"

"Crowley. Finding us."

Sam shrugged, glancing back towards the road.

"Not really. We've been dealing with him for years. You aren't the first thing he's wanted that we've taken, or not allowed him to have in the first place."

"But he doesn't seem the type to give up."

"He's not. But as a general rule, neither are we." he glanced back at her again. "You know, no matter what Dean said-"

"I know, you won't intentionally hand me over." but that didn't soothe her worry and when Sam glanced back over she had her bottom lip caught between her teeth.

"What's wrong?"

she glanced back over, not knowing whether or not she should or even could voice her concerns.

"I know you said I could leave if I wanted, but the way Dean acted today made it seem like I had no choice but to stay." she stared at Sam resolutely. "And he wouldn't let me give my friends any clues. Not even a hint. They were willing to come get me but he just-" she was getting angry again and Sam just chuckled.

"He's a real hard case, but to be completely honest he probably thinks you're safer this way."

Caroline crossed her arms across her chest, giving a huff.

"He has a weird way of showing it."

Again Sam just laughed, pulling into a mall parking lot.

"Come on, lets buy you some clothes." at his offer, Caroline chuckled.

"Buy clothes?" she chuckled again. "Come on, Sammy, I'll show you how a real vampire deals with this." she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the mall, steering straight towards the first store she saw and grinning when it was an anthropology, dragging Sam inside. Looking thoroughly out of place in his plaid shirt, worn jeans, and work boots, Caroline caught sight of herself in a mirror and grimaced. Compared to herself, Sam looked dashing. At vamp speed she rushed the shelves, finding jeans, a cute blouse, and a leather jacket. She didn't usually go for the whole leather look, but it seemed that all her leather jacket wearing friends managed to keep the same jacket through multiple fights, and that seemed pretty useful to her. With only a quick glance around the store she also grabbed a belt and then sauntered up to the cash. The woman behind the cash gave her an instant one over, eyebrows raised in disbelief, but before she could even open her mouth Caroline was leaning towards her.

"You're going to take off the tags and the sensors and then you're going to give me the clothes as if I'd payed for them. And you're going to do it cheerfully. Then, once we're out of sight, you're going to forget all about this." the woman instantly beamed, taking off the tags that would set off the alarms and cutting the price tags off. Then she cheerfully put the items in a bag and handed the bag to Caroline.

"Thank you for shopping with us." she beamed, and Caroline smirked, turning back to see Sam gaping at the prices listed on the clothing. He looked at her in disbelief and she laughed.

"That is exactly why I said we weren't paying. Come on. I need more than just an outfit." she led him through the mall to a lingerie store but left Sam outside this time, zipping in and returning moments later with another bag. Then she led him to a shoe store. "Last stop, I promise." she told him, perusing the selections. "I need something cute but sturdy." she told him, and he glanced around.

"What about-" he began, just as her eyes fell on a pair of knee high, black leather boots with the smallest of wedge heels.

"These. These are perfect." she waved the store attendant over. "Size seven and a half." she said, catching the attendants eyes, and Sam watched as the attendant stood caught as if mesmerized. "And that pair of socks right there. Untag them and box them up. They're on the house. Once we leave, you'll forget we were ever here." Caroline said easily, and the attendant nodded, doing just as she'd said. When she was done, she gave the box to Caroline, who just ushered Sam out. "K. Time to change." she headed straight for a bathroom, disappearing and reappearing in barely a minute, completely changed, Sam's shirt folded over her arm. Surprised by the transformation and unable to deny anymore that Caroline was definitely hot, he just cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair.

"You look good." he said, and she grinned.

"Thanks. You look pretty good yourself." That only seemed to make Sam more uncomfortable and Caroline's smile widened. "Come on, let's get back to Dean before he has a mental breakdown." grateful for the change in subject, Sam nodded in agreement.

"Good idea. Next thing you know he'll have called Cas to help track us down." he rolled his eyes at the thought before glancing back at Caroline. "Gotta say though, you're the easiest girl to shop with." Caroline burst out laughing as she slid back into the impala.

"You say that now, wait till I go on a real shopping trip."

They drove a while in silence before Caroline finally heaved a sigh, looking pointedly at Sam.

"Okay, what is it? I can practically feel all the questions I know you're just dying to ask, so ask them already!"

"What did you do to those store attendants?" Sam asked, and Caroline gave him a scandalized look.

"I didn't do anything to them. I just used compulsion."

"Compulsion?" she looked at him sideways.

"You know, if I tell you all my little tricks, you're going to have the advantage."

"You're afraid I'm going to use the knowledge against you." he stated, not even bothering to pose such an obvious thing as a question. She nodded. "I suppose that's fair. But in reality, even knowing what you can do doesn't necessarily give us the upper hand. We are still human."

Caroline barked out a laugh.

"You don't think I haven't heard of you? Sam and Dean Winchester? You guys have got a badass reputation in the supernatural world that rivals Stefan and Damon's in the vampire circles. Everyone has heard of you."

"Stefan and Damon?"

"They've got the whole brother complex like you two, except they're a hell of a lot older." Sam gave her a variation of the dirty look he'd given Dean earlier, but she just rolled her eyes. "Oh come on. You can't exactly deny it. We've all heard your story. Some of us have even read it." she snickered. "You died, Dean sold his soul, Dean died, you tried and failed to sell your soul. You drank the demon blood and got all hot and heavy with that Ruby chick so you could beat Lillith and save your brother and all of the world. The two of you together ended up being gates to open Lucifers cage. You were both supposed to be vessels, you ended up saying yes but instead of bringing on apocalypse you willingly jumped into the fiery pits of hell to save your brother, and the rest of the world." she glanced over at Sam who was looking torn between whether he wanted to be angry or just uncomfortable. "Then when you were finally saved from the lovely pits of your hell, you were soulless, Death gave your soul back – who actually sounds like a pretty cool guy if we're honest – and you were haunted by Lucifer even though he technically wasn't there. Gotta say though, I've seen something similar to that. When a vampire kills a hunter, that hunter haunts us basically until we go crazy, kill ourselves, or deal with it for so long that it eventually fades. Or have someone we love give us a reason to live." she shrugged. "It's a complicated deal." she chuckled again. "on a lighter note, especially if you read the books, which I haven't but now that I think about it my friend who has did mention a Cas, why haven't they just boned each other already and gotten it over with?"

Sam nearly choked, caught between complete surprise and laughter.

"Well." he finally managed, tossing the smug Caroline a weary look. "When you say it like that..." he trailed off and she grinned once more as he pulled into the motel parking lot. As he parked, she reached out to grab his arm to slow him down, serious once more.

"Hey Sam?" he lifted a brow, waiting for her question. "We're going to actually be moving soon right, like travelling? You did say you'd help me find my friends, even if I can't go back to Mystic Falls. And you're pretty nice and all, but you're still hunters in the end, and it seems like Dean's just waiting for an opportunity to drive a stake through my chest." Sam sighed, nodding her out of the car and so she climbed out, facing him over the roof.

"Yeah, once we pick a destination, we'll head out. I think Dean's going to want to call Cas though. Get some information." he paused, looking back at her again. "By the way, you never specified, does your compulsion thing work only on humans?" Caroline shrugged.

"I've only ever used it on humans. Though I couldn't compel another vampire, if that's what you're asking. Witches usually protect themselves from it, and werewolves, well I've never been close enough to test it. I could ask Damon though. And well, as for other monsters or whatever, again, haven't really had the chance to try it. I can tell you for sure it doesn't work on Crowley though." Though Caroline knew that could've just been the vervain. Sam nodded, looking thoughtful as he reached for the motel room key. As he moved away from the car, Caroline cocked her head to the side, listening, surprised to hear two heartbeats inside the room, and was that – groaning? With a grin, she snatched the key from Sam, unlocking the door and strutting right in.

"Okay, we're back so there's no need for you to go crazy hunter on us. Though I'm sure you heard the car." her grin only widened at the sight of a flushed Dean pressed up again a black haired man with blue eyes that could rival Damon's pressed against the wall. Their lips were kiss swollen and Caroline was about to laugh when the dark haired man gasped, pushing Dean back.

"Dean – be careful! It's a demon!" he rushed her even as Dean shouted out for him to stop and Sam appeared behind her shouting the same thing. Before he was even close though she sped around him, leaping onto Dean's back as if he'd willingly offered her a piggy back, showing her teeth and poising them just beside Dean's neck. Cas spun around as Dean stumbled a step under the sudden weight and when Cas froze, she retracted the teeth.

"You must be Cas." she said drily, still holding onto Dean. She could feel he was slightly annoyed by her choice of place to be, but he hooked his arms under her legs so she wouldn't fall. "For the record, I am not a demon. This is and always has been my body. I was born in this body, grew up in it, and turned in it. We don't possess people. I'm the exact same just with a few physical perks I suppose you could call them." Cas had narrowed his eyes, but Sam had come forward to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder and the man straightened.

"I am Castiel. Angel of the Lord."

"Yes, I've heard all about you." she drawled with a cheeky smile, climbing down from Dean's back. She sped over but Castiel didn't even flinch. "I'm Caroline Forbes. I knew Sam and Dean when we were all teenagers. Well, Dean and I were teenagers. Sam was still a kid. I was still human back then." she emphasized, offering her hand. He took it, albeit hesitantly. As soon as he took her hand though, he went from suspicious, to empathetic.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Caroline felt herself go cold.

"Excuse me?"

"You were turned against your will and didn't even know vampires existed. I'm sorry. That must have been a traumatic experience." Caroline was stiff, but she didn't pull away, just forced herself to relax.

"I think it turned out for the better, don't you?" she said softly, and Cas nodded.

"If you hadn't turned, you would've surely been killed." she realized then that the brothers were both staring at them and rolled her eyes.

"What?" she demanded, irritated by the look Dean was giving her.

"Who did it? Who turned you?"

Caroline often tried to move past the event, often forgot it, but now, being asked like this, brought it all back.

"Her name was Katherine Pierce. Or Katerina Petrova depending on who you ask. She's hundreds of years older than me. She killed me to get at my friends. I don't know if she knew I had vampire blood in my system or if she just planned to kill me, but here I am."

"Here you are. What are you doing here?" Castiel asked, and Caroline sighed, looking to the boys to answer that question.

"Crowley was torturing her. Trying to find out how to kill the originals of her kind. Seems to have a nasty bone to pick with a certain original; Niklaus?" Sam informed the angel, and his blue eyes bore into Caroline.

"I've heard of Niklaus, he's-"

"The second oldest original vampire. Yes. Most would say unbeatable." Caroline cut in, and Castiel frowned at her but didn't finish his sentence.

"I heard that if you kill an original vampire of your race, every vampire in their line is killed as well. Is that true?" Castiel asked, and again both boys stared in surprise. Not wanting to lie to this being who clearly knew more than he was sharing, Caroline nodded.

"Yes, it's true."

"And do you know which line you hail from?" Castiel asked, and this time Caroline shrugged.

"No idea. But rumour seems to be that it was Klaus."

"So he's Klaus now?"

Caroline turned a look on Dean's skepticism.

"Everyone calls him Klaus, next time you run into some vampires, ask them. Just like everyone knows there were five originals; Elijah, Klaus, Rebekah, Finn, and Kol. They were the five originals, turned into vampires by their mother, a witch, to protect her children from the werewolves that had killed her youngest son, Henry, or Henric, or something like that." she paused moving to lean against the table, arms crossed in front of her chest. "Story goes their father was turned too, but instead of feeding on humans, he only feeds on other vampires, and he roamed the earth searching for his children so that he can try and kill them because he believes they've turned into monsters. Of course, they're impossible to kill, so why Crowley thought he had such a chance, I don't know. But even if they could be killed, no vampire would give that information up because we'd be killing ourselves and our kin as well."

Without warning, Cas launched himself at Caroline, only to have her zip across the room once more, but this time she didn't move near anyone, just to the opposite side of the room.

"Cas!" Dean shouted, trying to get between the angel and his target, and Caroline just lifted a brow.

"Pretty rude since I've been pretty forthcoming." she chided, and Cas just looked sheepish.

"I just wanted to see your ring. I can feel the energy coming off of it." Caroline lifted a brow in surprise.

"For future reference, asking to see it would be better than looking like you're trying to attack me." again the angel looked sheepish and so she flashed over, offering her hand with the ring for inspection, not wanting to take the ring off. "It's a daylight ring." she said, before he could ask, and he looked surprised, fingertips brushing it carefully.

"The witch who made this, she was very powerful."

"She was a Bennett witch." Caroline said proudly, and Castiel looked up at her.

"She's dead."

Caroline nodded. "She died bringing a boy back to life. My friends brother. He's a hunter too, kind of ironic considering his sister is now a vampire, but anyways, he was killed by this immortal guy and Bonnie had kind of been in love with him, and without him, his sister Elena actually turned off her humanity, so Bonnie brought him back to life and it was good timing too cause it was right after Elena got her humanity back so it was nice. Mind you, she didn't tell us she was dead so we went nearly a year thinking she was actually alive and just travelling the world, because Jeremy can see ghosts so he used to email us for her and stuff." she huffed out a breath, finding that all three men were staring at her once more. "What?" she demanded, and Dean chuckled.

"Anyone ever tell you that you talk too much, blondie?" she shot him a scathing look but didn't bother arguing with him.

"So what's the plan?" She asked instead. "You called the angel just like Sam said you would, so I figure that means you gotta have a plan." she lifted a challenging brow and Dean just narrowed his eyes at her.

"There's a concentration of your kind in New Orleans. I thought there would be a good place to start."

The thought of going to New Orleans, where he was supposed to be, had a rush of excitement going through her. Though she knew that Klaus was in fact with her friends looking for her, which sent another pleasant tingle through her.

"Okay. New Orleans works for me." she agreed casually, "But even though it is a good place to start, how do I get word to my friends that that's where we're headed? Because this running around is all well and good, but if we can't communicate a way to meet up, you just might be stuck with me forever and I know you don't want that." she smirked, and Dean gave a sneer.

"Damn right we don't. You're cute little ass has gotten us in enough trouble as it is." Caroline just wrinkled her nose at him but before either of them could make another jab at the other, Cas cut in.

"I could get a message to them. It would be easy for me to-"

"No." Dean said sharply, and Cas frowned at him. Taking a step back so she stood beside Sam, Caroline smirked thinking this could be quite the show.

"Dean, it is the most reasonable course of action."

"Cas, no! One of her little vamp friends-"

"I'm not afraid of a vampire, Dean." Cas retorted in his even toned voice, and Caroline watched Dean practically grind his teeth.

"How about this." Caroline cut in, understanding Dean's need to protect Cas but also wanting to get a message to her friends. "Cas takes a written note, tapes it to the front door, knocks and leaves before they've even had the chance to answer it. They'll see the note and Cas will be perfectly safe."

"Although I do not see the need to be so overly cautious, Caroline's plan is a good one."

"I agree, Dean. This way Cas won't run into any of the vamps, but Caroline will be able to return to her family. It's reasonable." Dean glared at all three of them before spinning on his heels.

"Fine!" he barked, eyes narrowing at Caroline's smirk, "But I'm writing the note." Caroline's eyes narrowed in turn.

"You're kidding right? God why are you such a control freak?" she demanded, and he just lifted a superior brow, clearly having won this round because nobody else was going to argue with him.

"Do you want to get back to your precious coven or not, blondie?" just to scare him, she bared his teeth at him, pleased when his eyes widened ever so slightly in surprise.

"It's not a coven. Or a nest. We're just friends who stick together in a tough world. You of all people should respect that." then she decided that a jab was necessary. "Plus, I know you really just want me out of the way so you have more time to bone-" he pulled his gun out, pulling the trigger even as she flashed away, snickering. Sam cleared his throat, pulling a pad of paper out of his bag.

"Alright, lets write this note and get it over with. Then we'll grab a bite and hit the road." he looked at everyone for an agreement and Caroline shrugged, giving a smile as she dropped onto a bed, grabbing the television remote, and Dean scowled at her. She just slid him a cool look when he continued to scowl in her direction.

"Well get to it. Write the note so we can go. Unless the truth is you really want to keep me around." she gave him an innocent look and his scowl darkened as he snatched the paper out of Sam's hands.

"God damn blood sucker."


Hello! so again, quick thanks for the reviews, but there were a few I wanted to respond to -

There were some worries that Klaus would hurt Cas. Please don't worry - he was reacting out of anger and worry just like Dean was when he threatened to send Caroline back to Crowley. Likewise, neither would ever actually act on those threats. Klaus won't ever even come into contact with Cas, and would not hurt him unless he was confident he would win (he's arrogant, not stupid).

As for Crowley - because they are from completely different universes, while Crowley holds some standing in the Demon hierarchy which makes him near the top of the bad list, in the TVD universe, Klaus is at the top (or at least very close to it as well). Also keeping in mind that Crowley is a salesman. He climbed his way up the ladder, but he started out low. He has weaknesses and the Mikaelsons have always been good at exploiting them.

also - there will always be AT LEAST a taste of Destiel when I write anything with Supernatural. I can't help myself, they're too adorable, hope you don't mind.