Well, well, well. It's been a while ,I know. But from now on I will have chapters up more consistent. In all honestly it took me like five minutes to write this, cause it's kind of a filler, so I haven't been writing this for however many months it's been, I've just been a little busy. But I'm back bitches! P.S. to all the ghost readers, please review cause I'm honestly not even sure if people are actually liking this story.
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Lets go!
Never Let Me Go
5. Plans
"In preparing for battle I have always found that plans are useless, but planning is indispensable."
― Dwight E. Eisenhower
An hour. That's how long Caroline was given to pack. 'The bare essentials' were what she was advised to bring, although Elena's incessant nagging was making it hard for her to do so.
"But what about school?" Elena questioned, a hint of annoyance in her tone. Caroline scoffed.
"What about it? Since when has education been your top priority over threats of the supernatural kind? Oh that's right, never."
Elena ignored her, racking her brains for a legitimate reason that this trip was a bad idea.
"Well, what about your mom?" Elena asked hopefully, trying to change Caroline's mind.
"She's visiting Aunt Quinn, remember? Plus, I'm an adult. She doesn't need to know my every move." Caroline replied as she tipped basically her entire underwear drawer into her yellow duffle bag.
Elena huffed in defeat.
"Well, what about…"
"Look Elena. I know why you're doing this." Caroline cut her off, exasperated.
"Doing what?" Elena asked, feigning confusion and innocence.
"Trying to convince me not to go with Stefan and Damon. You're jealous that you won't have the Salvatores at your beck and call when we go and that they might be doing something to help someone other than little Miss helpless, Elena Gilbert."
Elena gasped at Caroline's outburst, shocked that she could say something like that to her.
"Now," Caroline continued, "if you don't mind, Stefan and Damon are waiting outside."
She hauled her over-stuffed duffel onto her shoulder and stalked out of the room, leaving Elena stunned into silence.
Klaus was increasingly becoming the person who held the record for 'the longest anyone has ever stared at their phone.' He could just call her. He knew he could. And even if she doesn't want to admit it, she would be pleased to hear from him. Just the thought of her mesmerising voice sounding out of the receiver was enough to make him smile. But for some reason, he couldn't do it. He promised he would leave her alone. But, he had also promised that he would be her last love. And honestly, he was absolutely shit at keeping either promise at the moment. He was just about to press dial, when the doors to the living room burst open. Klaus quickly set his phone down on the coffee table, picked up his book and turned his attention to the same he had been 'reading' for the past two hours.
"Elijah, how was your errand?" Klaus asked, not looking up from his book as he tried to act natural.
"In a way, successful." Elijah replied, unsure whether or not to tell his brother about the blonde's episode. Klaus didn't prod him for information, but Elijah caved and decided to inform his hybrid brother of the going on's at Mystic Falls.
"Stefan Salvatore called me." Elijah started, not wanting to drop a bomb, but rather ease Klaus into the story.
This caught Klaus' attention, considering he would've thought Stefan would contact him instead for favours and what not.
"And what was the nature of his call." Klaus asked, trying to sound unaffected.
"Well," Elijah began, "it seems that Miss Forbes was in a little bit of trouble."
Klaus shot up at the mention of Caroline.
"WHAT? What kind of trouble? Is she hurt? Who did it to her? I will wish they were never born." Klaus growled, not bothering to hide his obvious affections.
"Well that's the thing, Brother. I'm not sure what kind of trouble."
"So, you know a guy?" Caroline asked Stefan as she her feet on the dashboard of the car.
"Well, technically, it's a woman, but in that way yes." Stefan chuckled, momentarily taking his hands off the wheel to push Caroline's feet down.
"And you're sure she can help?" Caroline inquired, unsure.
"Well, I'm hoping she can." Stefan answered as he made a right turn.
"So, you're telling me that we are driving all the way to South Carolina, on a hunch?" Damon drawled angrily from the back seat.
Stefan and Caroline rolled their eyes simultaneously.
"How are you feeling?" Stefan asked Caroline, his tone laced with worry.
Caroline smiled at his concern.
"I'm okay," She answered, shuffling in her seat.
"Still a little drained." She added as an afterthought.
Stefan nodded, understanding completely.
"Well then, I think we might stop at a motel or something once it gets dark, so you can recharge and get some much needed sleep."
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Caroline agreed, trying to stifle a yawn.
"Fine, but I'm not cuddling anyone, no matter how much you insist Stefan, I'm not cuddler." Damon added.
Stefan and Caroline rolled their eyes simultaneously.
A/N: PROTECTIVE KLAUS MAKES ME SQUEAL! Please review and all that stuff, like seriously, I'm like begging, people. Until next time...