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A/N: When I said updates would take longer I didn't expect it to be this long. So sorry you all had to wait so long! I loved reading over your reviews last chapter, you all were definitely surprised. Keep the reviews coming!
A few of my favorite reviews from last chapter:
ZVFOREVER: Loved this chapter! I really didn't think that Jeremy was the spy, though when it got to that part, I was also not surprised, if that makes sense. I really loved this chapter. I like where this is going. I do hope the Klaroline progresses even more. I can already see the Kalijah tension, and love how Caroline basically just ignores Elijah, lmao. Poor bb Mark getting his neck snapped for no reason. :( I can't wait to see where this goes though!
MJTE:
I'm glad Esther is evil/crazy, she gave off a weird vibe from the beginning. Totally didn't see Jeremy coming but he actually would be the perfect spy- NOBODY would suspect him. Silas is Klaus' father?! As if he doesn't already have enough family drama-LOL!
IRISHBEAUTY294: Sweet Jesus Esther. Way to over-react and be a b*tch about it, Jeesh! Aw, I love Jere... Shame he's a spy. Well, hopefully not, but he probably is... Caroline is gonna be really sad. And very angry. It's not gonna be fun, especially when she figures out about Elena. Kalijah! I ship it!
JESS:
What the hell did I just read?! Esther killed poor Marc? Jeremy is the spy? Oh my god you can't leave me hanging! I need to know what happens next!
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(I think I'll start posting a few reviews in the beginning of each chapter from now on) Thank you to my beta Jess!
Chapter 14: Betrayal
Klaus' P.O.V.
When my family and I first formed the Mikaelson Organization we knew we couldn't do it on our own. We didn't know what we were dealing with at the time but we did know that it was bigger than all of us. So we needed help. We needed others to work with us to stop these killers. But in order for this to work, we needed people who we could trust. What better than the people personally affected by The Wolves?
That's how it had started. We went through piles and piles of secret files looking for someone that was deemed trustworthy.
Trust.
A word that holds great meaning. It is the foundation for almost everything. And once broken, it can never be fixed.
Jeremy Gilbert has broken our trust. The boy we took in was a helpless foster child. Recent news states otherwise. A personal spy for Silas. How shocking.
I guess trust and betrayal go hand and hand.
Caroline's P.O.V.
"Are you excited for today?" Bonnie asked.
We were walking side by side, following Alaric.
"Of course I'm excited! We're going to be shooting guns today!" Jeremy said from behind us.
"I wasn't talking to you Jer," Bonnie laughed. "Besides, we all know you're psyched. You wouldn't stop talking about it."
"You're not going to be shooting anything today, Jeremy. We'll be working with the weapon first before we even use it," Alaric called out. He was leading us to a small firing range in the lower levels of the building.
Tyler was walking alongside Jeremy. He'd occasionally step on the backside of my shoes. At first I thought it was an accident, the second and third times I knew he was doing it just to piss me off.
Making sure Alaric couldn't hear me, I faced Tyler.
"Keep doing that and I'll kick you so hard in your balls you'll never have children," I threatened.
Jeremy burst into a fit of giggles while Bonnie tried her best not to smile, and failed terribly.
I smirked (a habit I got from Klaus) and turned around continuing to follow Alaric down the long halls.
"Are we there yet?" Jeremy whined childishly.
"Almost," Alaric replied.
"This place never ends," I murmured.
"How's that new recruit's training going?" Bonnie asked Alaric, trying to make conversation.
"What was her name again?" Jeremy asked.
"Katherine," I replied immediately.
"Her training is going surprisingly well. Jenna thinks she should continue her training with you all," Alaric answered.
"What?!" Tyler shouted from behind us.
His sudden shout caused me to flinch and grab the side of my head. My ears had a tingling sensation. I turned around to glare at Tyler.
"Ever heard of 'inside voices', Tyler?" I asked.
Tyler ignored me and shoved passed, walking up to Alaric. "What do you mean she'll be training in our unit?"
"I mean she'll be training in your unit," Alaric repeated. "Is that a problem Tyler?"
We all waited for him to respond, watching what he'd say next.
Tyler swallowed hard and looked away. "No. That's not a problem," he grumbled.
Alaric didn't look convinced but he let it go and continued walking down the hall.
I looked to Bonnie confused as to why Tyler was acting the way he was. He was being more of a jerk than he usually was. And that's saying a lot considering Tyler.
After what seemed like ages, Alaric turned a corner and opened a steel door. We all filed inside while Alaric held the door for us.
Once we all were seated at the metal table in the corner, Alaric walked over to a cabinet against the wall. He reached for the ring of keys that hung at his side and grabbed one. He unlocked the cabinet, pulling open the two doors on either side.
We all unintentionally moved our heads to peer inside. My eyes widened immediately. Inside the cabinet were guns and blades I'd only seen in movies. I assumed these actually worked unlike movie props.
"Holy shit is that a Bali-Song?" Tyler breathed out.
"A what?" Bonnie asked.
"Butterfly knife," Jeremy clarified.
Bonnie looked just as confused as before but decided to leave it at that.
"That's for another day, boys. We're working with guns for now."
Alaric walked over to us and threw four revolvers onto the table. We all flinched back waiting for them to accidently go off.
"Relax. It's not loaded obviously," Alaric said, laughing at our expressions. "Before you actually use the gun, you have to know how to assemble, reload, and aim it."
The next two hours were spent with Alaric showing us how to put together the gun. Once we learned which pieces went where, we did it ourselves. We did this over and over again while Alaric timed us. Afterwards, Alaric moved us to the other side of the room where we faced a wall with multiple targets on it. We loaded the ice bullets, which melted once fired. Alaric showed us how to position our hands and shoulders so as to not harm ourselves when we used the gun.
When we finally left for a break, everyone went his or her separate way. We were all tired after the extra long training today.
I never knew I would learn how to use a gun. I felt something I didn't expect to feel. I was upset and wondering 'what if'. What if I had learned how to use a gun before? What if I had learned how to fight before? Before all of this? I could have been able to defend myself against my father.
But even if I did know all these things what could I have possibly done?
Killed my father? Not likely. He may be able to live with himself when he abused me but I would never, ever, do that to my family. Or whatever I considered him to be.
After grabbing a quick snack from Meredith I headed over to the session room. Things with Elijah hadn't exactly improved.
"How was training today?" Elijah asked once I sat down on the familiar sofa.
"Okay," I answered.
Elijah expected my simple answer and didn't say anything else.
I was dragging him along and I realized it wasn't his fault that Klaus was not my mentor anymore. He was only assigned to be my new one. I shouldn't have been giving him such a hard time.
I sighed and spoke up. "We worked with guns today."
Elijah smiled at my willingness to speak. "That must have been interesting. You'll be working with different blades later."
I nodded, not feeling as excited for that as I was for working with guns.
"Caroline! God dammit why isn't the T.V. working?" my father screamed from the living room.
I groaned from my room. I was in the middle of reading Beowulf. I had heard a few girls talking about it while I walked home from the store. They were complaining about having to read it for English class. I was curious and went to the library and checked it out. I didn't know why they were complaining. The poem was very interesting.
I was up to the part where Beowulf was fighting the dragon when I heard my dad shout from the living room. I ignored him, thinking he was just cursing to inanimate objects again.
"Did you not hear me? I'm trying to watch the game! Why aren't the channels working properly?" he shouted again.
I heard him clearly this time, but I was too invested in the story to move. Frustrated with his yelling, I shouted back, "I don't know!"
The shouting had stopped and I continued reading. Suddenly, my bedroom door slammed open. My father stood on the other side fuming with anger.
"What did you say to me?"
I gulped, realizing my mistake.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
My father disappeared, walking away. I heard clanking in the kitchen and grew anxious. He came back holding a large knife.
He pointed it at me and said, "What the fuck did you say to me?"
I screamed as he jumped forward.
"Caroline, are you alright?" Elijah asked.
I shook my head at the memory and looked to Elijah. "Yeah, sorry about that."
"Are you sure? You look a bit shaken," Elijah said, pressing the matter.
"I just-" I began. What was I doing? Should I finally tell Elijah what I was really thinking? Was I finally comfortable enough to be able to speak to him like I was with Klaus? I thought that if I ignored Elijah long enough they'd switch back to Klaus, which hadn't exactly happened yet.
I recalled what Klaus said to me yesterday. He said it was his fault Elijah's my mentor now. He had gotten too attached.
Klaus was giving me mixed signals. Some days he would ignore me, and then the next he would tell me how he couldn't stop thinking about me? I was confused. And us almost kissing didn't help the matter. If it weren't for his stupid phone we would have.
What was even so important that he had to blow me off? I spent most of last night wondering what was so urgent and wondering why he tried to hide it from me. If he thought I didn't see how he hid the Caller I.D. from me then he's most certainly wrong.
What was even the point of being cold to Elijah anymore? Klaus wasn't going to be my mentor anymore.
I made up my mind.
"I was just wondering what my father was umm… up to these days," I asked hesitantly.
Elijah looked slightly uncomfortable and adjusted his suit.
"Would you really like to know?"
"Yes," I said, although it sounded more like a question.
Elijah set aside the notepad and leaned forward so that his elbows rested on his thighs, a much more casual pose for him.
"He stopped drinking."
I was most definitely shocked. I barely remembered the days when he didn't touch a drop of alcohol. Most of my memories of him were when he was drunk. And now Elijah was telling me that he was sober.
Why did I find this amusing?
"Are you serious?" I asked, astonished.
"When am I not?"
I stopped moving and stared at Elijah incredulously. "Elijah… did you just… make a joke?"
Elijah laughed. It was strange. I had never seen him laugh before; it was nothing like Klaus' laugh.
"Yes, I occasionally make jokes."
I shook my head and chuckled.
"Your session is over Caroline."
I looked to the clock hanging on the wall, surprised to see that our hour was indeed over.
I said my goodbyes and headed over to the weightlifting room. There was only one other person there.
"Katherine? Aren't you supposed to be with Elijah right now?"
Katherine got up from the bench press and shrugged her shoulders back and forth, stretching. "Our session was cancelled. He had to go to some important meeting."
"Oh." I answered simply and grabbed a fifteen-pound dumbbell and started doing some bicep curls.
"I heard that you might be moved to my unit," I mentioned.
"Yeah, Jenna said I was 'surprisingly' good and I should move up a level. Not that it should be a surprise. I'm good at everything," Katherine replied with a flip of her hair.
I laughed. I usually would have ignored her and thought up rude comments about her, like how she was unbelievably conceited but now I've come to realize she's just joking.
"You know, I used to know a Caroline," Katherine said, while grabbing a twenty-pound dumbbell off the shelf.
"It's a common name," I shrugged.
"She was blond too."
I turned to Katherine, ready to say that there were probably many blonde Carolines in the world when I remembered a dream I had ages ago.
"Hey! What's your name?"
"Caroline."
"I'm Katherine! You want to play tag Caroline?"
"Katherine, are you from Virginia by any chance?"
"Yeah, how'd you…" Katherine backed away from me, eyeing me carefully. Suddenly she dropped the dumbbell. "We used to play together when we were younger!" she said pointing her finger at me.
I looked away and laughed to myself about the coincidence. "Small world, huh?"
Klaus' P.O.V.
I tapped my foot impatiently waiting. I told them to meet me at noon. It's 11:50. Why aren't they here yet? When I say a time it's obvious to meet me early. It's just how it's done.
Mikael was the first one to walk into the room, followed by Kol, Rebekah and Finn.
"What's the deal brother? I was in the middle of doing something," Kol asked.
"It's important," I replied.
"What is?" Rebekah asked.
"Just wait for everyone to arrive."
Elijah walked into the room dressed in his suit as always. "What's so important that I had to cancel one of my sessions?"
"Would everyone just stop asking questions? I need everyone to be here. Damn it, what's taking so long?" I groaned. This was ridiculous. I hadn't even had the time to tell them about the news yesterday. Delaying this too long could only allow more time for Jeremy to reveal our secrets to Silas. How was that rat communicating with him anyway?
"You said noon Nik," Kol pointed out.
"And that obviously means come ten minutes early!"
"Why didn't you just say 11:50 then?" Finn asked.
"Because then you would come at 11:40. Obviously," I replied. Honestly sometimes my siblings were clueless.
Esther walked in, rubbing her hands together. "What is it son?"
"One moment, everyone's not here yet."
Mikael looked around the room. "Who else is there?"
Just then, Damon and Stefan came rushing into the room.
"Twelve on the dot. Just on time!" Damon grinned.
"What are you doing here?" Rebekah glared at Damon.
"Klausy asked us to be here," Damon smirked.
"Can you just say whatever you need to say so we can all continue with our day?" Finn asked.
"I spoke to Elena. She found out who the spy is," I said. No one spoke. They were all too shocked. Well that certainly got their attention.
"Well?" Mikael asked.
"Jeremy Gilbert."
The room broke out into commotion. Damon and Stefan turned to each other, flexing their fingers ready to attack. Finn, well Finn was Finn, he did nothing as usual. Elijah ran to the laptop on the desk, probably checking the security cameras to see where Jeremy was at that moment. Kol demanded we cut off his head and send it to The Wolves while Rebekah continued screaming, "that little shit! I'll kill him, that two faced twat!" She was most likely angry since he was her recruit. And finally, my parents remained silent, contemplating what they should do next.
"Elena says we can use this to our advantage," I said to my parents knowing no one else would be listening. Well, except maybe Stefan.
"How?" Esther asked.
"Silas doesn't know we know. We could present false information to Jeremy and he'd deliver it to Silas."
"So what do we do now?" Rebekah asked, hands resting on her hip. "Because I don't think I can look at him without strangling his boney little neck."
"We have to act as if we don't know."
"He won't reveal anything to us," Finn said.
"What about Caroline?" Elijah suddenly said from behind the desk.
"What about Caroline? I think you all realize by now she's not the spy and it's Jeremy," I replied.
"No. I mean he could maybe reveal something to Caroline. They're friends," Elijah said, turning the screen around to us. On the screen, a security camera showed footage of Caroline and Jeremy sitting on a bench in the weight room. She started laughing as Jeremy described something with his hands.
"So you want us to tell her Jeremy is the spy?" I asked confused.
Caroline was improving greatly, but her lying skills were terrible. I didn't think she would be able to face Jeremy and act normal when she knew he was the spy. And besides, I didn't think she needed any more betrayal in her life.
"We don't need to tell her. She just needs to tell Elijah about what she talks about with Jeremy," Kol said.
"That would be a problem since she barely speaks to me," Elijah said, staring at me.
"What do you suggest?" I asked, not understanding what he was getting at.
"I think he means you should be her mentor again," Mikael said.
A/N: YAY so Klaus is going to be Caroline's mentor once again starting next chapter. As much as I love Elijah, this is a Klaroline fanfic after all ;)
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