Caroline sighs, another ancient book-at least this one is in English. At least, it's vaguely like English. So she reads through pages of something that sounds like it's the spell.
"Rebekah." She says, and Rebekah leans over.
"It's close, but not quite. I think there might be another version close to it. This means quick death in Latin here." Rebekah points.
"Elijah's death is being dragged out." Rebekah continues, sounding nonchalant, as if she doesn't care her brother is in pain every day and she has to convince Klaus each week to not stake him.
"We're getting closer." Caroline says, and the Original nods.
It's an hour before they speak again, Caroline wondering why people with terrible handwriting were allowed to write in grimoires.
"We're so close that it's irritating." Rebekah tells her. Caroline grins, an idea coming to mind.
"If you want me here tomorrow, you could compel the superintendent to give us a free day off tomorrow." Caroline suggests. Rebekah looks over at her and smiles.
'This is why I wanted you helping me." Rebekah mutters the compliment before pulling out her phone. Two phone calls later, Rebekah is gone for thirty minutes and back, all grins and satisfaction of breaking the rules. She's tried not to, for Elijah's sake, but rules are made to be broken, and she and Kol enjoy breaking them.
"Congratulations. You don't have school tomorrow." She tells Caroline with a smirk.