A/N: Ok I am now no longer on spring break…so updates will probably be ever 2-4 days as opposed to 1-2 chapters every day ;)….my semester is winding down and I have papers and exams galore so don't hate me if chapters don't go up like crazy lol
I apologize if u guys are team Damon, but in the world of Klaroline—Damon pisses me off…he's so selfish, unless it comes to Elena (even when he saved her from being sacrificed it was to buy Elena more time…another month)
"We have a slight problem," Stefan said
"Damon just called me, he said he's still trying to find out where Katherine is from his buddy's stuff in New York—but he suggested we look into Shane more. Apparently he's been keeping from us that there is a third massacre that has still yet to happen" Stefan said grimly.
"And how did Damon come across this fascinating bit of information?" Klaus said looking down at Caroline. She was looking at him, her eyes shining with curiosity. She hadn't made a move to leave his embrace though, she was still pressed tightly against him—though Stefan had sufficiently ruined the moment.
"I have no idea, but he actually sounded worried." Stefan said letting his own concern be heard through the phone. "Damon doesn't do worried—unless Elena is in danger." He added "Where are you? Have you found Caroline yet? She wasn't at her house and I just talked with her mom."
"Yes, she's right here—we will meet at your house to come up with a plan" Klaus stated and before Stefan could respond he hit end and slid the phone into his pocket.
As soon as he hung up, he realized that he was actually relieved that Stefan had called and interrupted. He had already told himself time and time again that their first kiss would be when Caroline was ready—with her humanity on. She may have actually had some genuine interest in kissing him, but this wasn't the real Caroline that had been leaning in to kiss him. This was the same Caroline that had tried to distract him through seduction on four separate occasions today.
He looked at her, still looking at him—and then pulled away.
"Come on sweetheart, we're leaving," he said turning around and walking towards the bar to grab her bag.
"Why, what happened?" she asked, trailing behind him and then taking her bag from his outstretched hand.
"Apparently massacre number three has yet to occur," Klaus said bluntly. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Quickly throwing a few bills on the bar, he turned to face her again.
Caroline raised her eyebrows at him.
"What?" he asked at her look.
"You're paying?" she asked slightly shocked that he hadn't compelled the drinks free.
"Of course," he said with a smirk. "Do you really think that low of me to compel myself everything I want?"
She raised her eyebrows higher—any higher and they would disappear off her forehead.
"Wait twelve more people need to die—why does Stefan think that?" she asked suddenly realizing that Klaus had said there was another massacre that needed to happen. Weren't the council members and the hybrids enough sacrifices for the expression Silas wanted to use?
"Apparently his brother tortured it out of Shane on the island," Klaus stated nodding his head towards the door. She fell into step beside him as they walked out of the bar.
"Figures," she mumbled under her breath, "Damon was always one for torture."
"What?" Klaus said as he froze and spun to face her, grabbing her arm to stop her from walking.
She looked down at his grip on her arm before up at him. Why had he stopped her? Oh, probably had to do with her mumbled comment about Damon. Damn him and his supernatural hearing.
"What does that mean?" he asked, he finally was getting somewhere. She had inadvertently let it slip, but it was somewhere—better than him asking and her seducing in response.
She looked similar to what people called a deer caught in the headlights, he thought. Clearly she hadn't intentionally meant to spill that little secret.
"Nothing—I just—I mean—he's just always the one to volunteer for the torture part of the plan" she stuttered and then covered up quickly.
He scrutinized her for a few moments.
"Caroline," he said, his eyes softening, "I'm here for you if you ever want to talk to someone about it." What was he doing? If only his enemies could see him now—wrapped around the finger of a baby vampire.
"Why would I want to talk about it—any of it?" she snapped. "I turned off my humanity—that option is no longer on the table."
He could see the hurt flash in her eyes briefly.
"Besides why would I open up to you," she scoffed at the thought of Klaus showing anyone sympathy. Of being her shoulder to lean on. Fat chance in hell.
His hand released her arm as if he had been burned.
"Sorry I bothered to care," he growled lowly, glaring at her. "Seems none of your friends ever took the time to ask—guess I shouldn't have either," he added as he turned and stormed away.
Her face fell momentarily. She brushed the comment off and ran to catch up with him. His comment didn't really matter anyways. He was right, no one ever cared to ask—that was one of the things she had been spiraling about that had led to her turning off her humanity in the first place. It didn't matter anymore. Yes it may have the slightest twinge of an effect on what part of her humanity was still on for some reason, but it didn't matter. Plus she knew that he was notorious for his short temper and lashing out. His daggered siblings were evidence enough.
"If you haven't noticed, I'm walking away for a reason" he said in an even tone, not bothering to even look at her.
Any other person would be dead for talking to him like that. All Caroline ever did was reject him and he was getting tired of it.
"Well you may be upset with me, but you need to get over it so we can figure out this Silas stuff first," she said evenly. "Now are we going to Stefan's place or not?"
He stopped walking and turned to glare at her.
"Let's go," he sighed and then flashed off into the night, she was right behind him.
Minutes later they walked into the Salvatore boarding house.
Stefan was sitting by the fireplace, with papers spread across the coffee table. The room was finally clean of the disaster of a party Elena had thrown last night. Good, she was so done with cleaning up—especially after Elena.
Caroline walked straight past Stefan snagging the drink from his hand as she passed him. He looked up his mouth hanging open in protest and then shook his head at her as she flopped down on the couch beside him.
"So what's the plan?" she asked as she took a sip from his tumbler.
Klaus rolled his eyes as he followed her into the room and perched himself on the couch opposite the one they were on.
Stefan stood and walked over to his liquor stash, pouring himself another drink. He looked at Klaus who was studying Caroline, and poured him one as well. Klaus sure looked like he needed it—which was actually a surprise considering how well the original hybrid was at masking his emotions and thoughts.
"There is none yet," Stefan said walking back over to the couch and setting the second tumbler in his hand on the table in front of Klaus before sitting down in his previous spot. "I mean were going to probably need to rifle through Shane's office again to look for some clues"
"Again?" Klaus inquired with a raised eyebrow as he reached for the tumbler that Stefan had set down. He took a small sip, it wasn't the finest bourbon, but it would do for now.
"Rebekah and I already went through a good deal of his office looking for the tombstone," Stefan said as he set his drink down. "Which ended up being of no importance since Shane apparently handed it over to a warlock he had hired."
"Why any of you choose to trust this Shane guy is beyond me," Klaus said agitatedly. "Not that it surprises me that Rebekah fell into his trap—she's always been naïve." The man had caused more trouble than he was worth, with all his secret plots and agendas. Not to mention there was apparently another massacre that he was trying to orchestrate.
It really irked him that Shane had been one of the driving factors of his hybrids betrayal. Caroline was actually right—why had he slept with Hayley? He should've just killed her. She had been manipulated by Shane into convincing Tyler to unsire his hybrids. He cringed at how hypocritical he was being. Chasing Tyler out of town but sleeping with Hayley. Both Tyler and Hayley had been behind it. Sure Tyler had been with Caroline, but was it really his jealousy that made him desire to murder the Lockwood boy? Yes. He frowned. Jealous—the all-powerful Niklaus Mikaelson was jealous of a stupid little small town werewolf turned hybrid. No—he was jealous of the intimacy the Lockwood boy had with Caroline, that Tyler had the affections of the woman he desired.
"We didn't exactly have a choice at the time," Stefan said. "And he had been there before, why not use him to our advantage?"
"I don't know, maybe because he orchestrated two separate sacrifices?" Klaus said simply
Caroline was watching their exchange with an amused grin. They were bickering like an old married couple—she so wished that she had been alive in the twenties like Klaus had said earlier. Sure she could've skipped the whole ripper thing, but to see the two of them as friends—that would've been a sight to see. Klaus with a friend. She let out a giggle over the rim of the glass she held to her bottom lip.
Both of their heads snapped to face her.
Caroline was grinning, she looked amused. Klaus raised an eyebrow at her and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Her laughter was always melodious. When he had made her laugh at the Miss Mystic Pageant he had been beyond happy. Her laughter was infectious, it was one of the things that had originally drawn him to her. Now it was more than just a fancy, it was deeper. He desired nothing more than to make her laugh again.
He frowned. He needed to stop this love sick puppy act. He was Klaus, ruthless hybrid killer. Love was a vampire's greatest weakness. He remembered telling that to Elijah centuries ago, but it was as fresh in his mind as if it had been yesterday.
"If you two are done arguing, I thought we had a massacre to stop," Caroline said as she sat up and set her glass on the table as well.
She looked at the papers that Stefan had snagged from Shane's office on his earlier ransacking trip with Rebekah. Pages and pages on expression, but nothing about a massacre. The papers talked about channeling, spiritless magic and the island.
"I agree with Stefan," she said looking up from the papers. "We need to make another visit to Shane's office."
Stefan's phone, which was sitting in the middle of the table, started buzzing suddenly.
All three of them turned their heads to look at the name flashing on it.
Sheriff Forbes
Klaus looked at Caroline who looked puzzled and then to Stefan who frowned and then hit answer putting his phone on speakerphone.
"Sheriff Forbes?" he asked over the speakerphone
"Bonnie's missing," she said.
A/N: If u guys haven't noticed [—] - that thing is my bff…how do u real English majors, or writers put a pause into dialogue? I don't like cutting quotes so many times
I know im slacking off right now…but im trying to fit this Silas thing into my story….i have this plan for my story that involves him after 4x18….but trying to fit 4x17 and 18 in are going to be a slight challenge
Not to mention the exams, papers, and college transfer crap I have going on right now….yikes
Don't hate me! Review please! I love love love reviews…and suggestions are more than welcome…considering Silas is sitting there smirking at me because hes giving me slight writers block….