Twenty five: Stand Down, Little Mix
It had been close to a century, although Caroline couldn't say that she'd missed Mystic Falls, or anyone in it for that matter, all that much.
She had grown, she wasn't weak, girly little Caroline anymore.
"Damon, Bonnie, Elena." Caroline acknowledged her old friends while Rebekah smirked, the blondes had been on a shopping expedition when they'd run into them.
"Caroline," Damon snarled, and one moment she was standing on the pavement, the next she was pinned to a wall by her throat.
"I wouldn't do that," she snarled, throwing him several feet," I've changed," she smirked, "Evidently you haven't."