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The next morning, Caroline woke up feeling a little woozy. She couldn't really be hung over since she was a vampire, but she could still feel the effects of a rough night. She rubbed her face vigorously, trying to remember everything from the previous night. She remembered Stefan and Rebekah, Mike, Tyler, and leaving with Mike. She didn't have sex with Mike but there was definitely a considerable amount of tonsil hockey, groping, and "sweet nothings". Caroline smiled to herself thinking of Mike's compliments, exaggerated stories made up to impress her, and empty promises; then she busted out laughing. He had no clue she was a vampire! He would need a lot more than some adolescent, sappy, teenage movie, sweet nothings before he ever got in her pants. The old Caroline, the human Caroline, he probably could have gotten in her pants; but not the new Caroline. Finally, after a few tries, Caroline coaxed herself out of bed. She stood up and stretched leisurely before heading to the living room to check on Stefan. He wasn't there; she checked the kitchen and bathroom as well before deciding he probably didn't make it home last night. Stefan was a big boy, he could take care of himself, or Rebekah certainly would. Caroline couldn't help but start laughing again. Today was going to be a good day, she was sure of it. Caroline pulled off her clothes from the previous night before stepping under the pulsating, scorching water, in her shower.
Stefan stirred in his sleep. His eyes were shut as he felt the satin slide beneath his fingertips, the rich smell of sweet vanilla filling his nostrils. Stefan bolted upright in the bed; Rebekah opened her eyes lazily, and then tensed. "Stefan." She said curtly. Stefan was clueless as how to respond, instead he just sat there. After a few moments Rebekah sat up, covering her body with a sheet, "I think you should go, hopefully Nik is not awake yet." Upon being dismissed, Stefan got up from the bed, thankful he still had on his boxers; he got dressed, and made his way downstairs. Just before reaching the door, Stefan ran into Klaus. At first, Klaus was suspicious of Stefan's presence. Why was the youngest Salvatore in his house, at this hour? Like an anvil on one of those ludicrous cartoons, the realization hit him. He had heard Rebekah with a young man last night, but he had assumed it was a human; enchanted by Bekah's beauty and poise, only brought to their home for company and blood. The air between Klaus and Stefan was thick and awkward. Klaus stared at Stefan before walking away and allowing Stefan to leave with all his organs. Bekah was over a thousand years old after all, at some point he had to stop treating her like a child… to an extent anyways. Now, if Mr. Salvatore or anyone else broke his baby sister's heart, he would gladly return the favor, in the literal sense.
Caroline stepped out of the bathroom, clutching her towel with steam billowing around her. When she got to her room, she put on yoga pants and a tank top before pulling a brush through her tangled hair. She headed to the kitchen to grab a blood bag before settling on the couch to watch a re-run of The Desperate Housewives. While watching TV, Stefan walked through the door. A smile immediately broke out across Caroline's face and Stefan looked down sheepishly. "Soooo, Stefan, where have you been?" Caroline inquired, teasingly. "Care, what are you doing up this early? I thought you'd sleep in later after all the alcohol you consumed last night." Stefan said as he proceeded down the hall to the refrigerator to get his own blood bag. Caroline hopped up, following after Stefan. He wasn't going to get away with sleeping at Rebekah's house that easily. "Yeah, well, ya know… early bird gets the worm and all that. But enough about me, where have yoooouuuu been?" Caroline said teasingly, like a little sister tormenting her brother about his first girlfriend. "Fine, Care, I was with Rebekah. We left the bar last night and went to her place an—""Okay, okay! I get it, no details, please." Caroline cut Stefan off and he smiled smugly in return. "Should I expect you here less or Rebekah here more?" Caroline was beaming, she couldn't help but tease Stefan, he was like the older brother she never had. "Uh, I don't think either. When we woke up this morning, it was really uncomfortable; neither of us knew what to do. I wouldn't expect it to happen again." Stefan threw his empty blood bag in the trash before heading to the bathroom. Did she detect a faint sadness in Stefan's tone? I hope Stefan's happy with whatever he decides on with Rebekah. If anyone deserves happiness, it's Stefan. Caroline thought as she finished off her second blood bag.
"Glad you could join me Bekah." Klaus said as Rebekah entered the kitchen. Klaus was sipping red wine and blood, while eating eggs and steak. As Rebekah pulled open the refrigerator door, Klaus commented on his run in from earlier that morning. "I caught Stefan just as he was leaving." Rebekah turned on the balls of her feet to Klaus in one fluid motion, "Not now, brother. I feel terrible." "After a thousand years, you still can't handle your alcohol very well." Klaus pointed out as Rebekah began to head up the stairs to the solitude of her own bedroom.
Stefan joined Caroline on the couch, wearing sweat pants and a tank top with his bath towel still draped around his neck. "What are your plans for tonight, Stefan?" Caroline asked. "Not much, I may go home and check on Damon and Elena." He replied wearily. "Absolutely not! You don't go to Elena, let her come to you, she needs to see she chose the wrong brother. We are going out, out. Not to the Grille either, we're leaving Mystic Falls. Be ready at 7:00 pm, I have some errands to run before then." She snapped. "Caroline, you don't have to take me out. I'm perfectly fine sitting at home." "Look Stefan, this is just as much for you as it is for me. We're going out and that's that." Caroline huffed, and then she got up and went to her room to finish getting ready.
Caroline was walking through the aisles of the grocery store when she ran into Rebekah. "Um, hi." Caroline said. "Hi." Rebekah replied. "Look Rebekah, I'm not sure about what's going on between you and Stefan but he's been hurt enough lately, make sure you don't hurt him anymore." Caroline was not surprised when Rebekah retorted, "I'll do whatever I please, who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? You're still a seedling compared to me." She said with an air of superiority. Caroline rolled her eyes as she turned to leave, in a split second decision Rebekah decided to be nice. "I wasn't planning on hurting him Caroline. Stefan and I have a history, I care for him deeply, and I always have. And what did you mean he's been hurt enough lately?" Caroline paused, she was not sure how much information was too much information and how much wasn't enough, instead she just went for it. "Well, Elena chose Damon. She's staying with him now, so Stefan's staying at my house." Rebekah looked at Caroline hesitantly and Caroline paused, confused, before realizing what Rebekah's look was for. "Oh! No, no, Stefan and I aren't like that. He's sleeping on my couch as a friend, nothing more." Rebekah's frame immediately relaxed, Caroline smiled at Rebekah. "Well, I need to hurry. I have to get ready; Stefan and I are going out to that new night club, Camber; it's in the next city over." Caroline said as she excused herself.
After all, it was harmless information. She was only providing opportunity, nothing more.