Because you're you-and I'm me
A/N: Wheee, guess what time it is? This is set to episode 1x04. Founders Part-ayy. :D
Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries or the Characters. Except Lucas, Casper and The one that will be introduced in this chapter. ;) They belong to meeee…^.^
~VD~
Caroline opened her eyes. She woke up in Damon's bed. Damon wasn't next to her though. Caroline sat up straight, taking in more of her surroundings. She heard the shower running. She stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. Her hair was completely messed up. She looked at Damon standing under the shower. He was all naked. Caroline was still wearing the clothes she had worn last night. She couldn't believe Damon had slept next to her and not tried anything. In situations like these she thought they could actually be something real. Damon noticed her stare and turned around.
"Good morning." He said, looking at her. He stepped out of the shower corner, and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled sleepily.
"You look hot. There's just one issue." He said, checking her out. She grinned.
"And what's that?" She asked back, pecking him on the mouth.
"Your clothes, take them off." He said, grinning against her mouth. She rolled her eyes.
"Why don't you do it then? I happen to like these clothes. I might want to keep them on." She said, biting her lip, smiling teasingly. Damon pulled her top over her head, ripping it in the process. She giggled. He slid his hands down her pants, and pushed them down, along with her underwear. He quickly unclasped her bra, and threw it away. He wrapped his arms around Caroline again, focusing on staying soft. She was making it really difficult though.
"So much better." Damon smirked. She rolled her eyes amused. She put her hands on his chest and started exploring his body. Damon smirked, and then gasped when her hand started caressing him. He groaned and was hard in an instant. Caroline smiled. He picked her up and pushed her under the still running shower. She giggled when he started kissing her ferociously. He started kissing her neck, and she grabbed something. It ended up being a bottle of shampoo. She grinned as she got an idea. She opened the bottle and emptied it on his head. He gasped. She flashed him a smile that was worth more than all the money in the world.
"That was expensive!" He said, mock-outraged.
"Label-whore. So was my top!" She joked. He pecked her on the lips again.
"You…are going to pay for that." He said. She wiggled her eyebrows expectantly. He slipped his finger into her folds. Caroline moaned. Damon smirked.
"This…is considered payment?" She smiled wickedly.
"I can give you an orgasm just with my hands, draw it out, and make it unbearable." He smirked. She cocked her hand.
"I have a hand. I can do myself; I don't need you for that. So how 'bout you give me one while being inside me?" She smiled sweetly, caressing his member. Damon nearly sputtered. She was so incredibly hot when she talked dirty. She was always incredibly hot. Damn, he had an incredibly hot girlfriend.
"Have I mentioned how hot it is when you talk like that?" He asked, thrusting into her. She sighed in pleasure.
"Oh yeah." She smirked. Damon's eyes nearly rolled back in his head. He thrust in again, going deeper. The water from the shower moistened their body even more, causing Damon to glide in faster. Caroline moaned loudly as he hit her G-spot time and time again. Damon could feel her walls tighten. He was close too. With one final thrust he emptied himself inside her. He heard her yell his name in ecstasy. He could get used to this. Caroline gave Damon a long, lingering kiss, and left the shower to look for a towel.
Damon tried to get the residue of the shampoo bottle she had poured on him. When he finally stepped out of the shower, clad in only one of his red towels, he found her, wearing one of his black button-down shirts along with her shorts. Her hair was messy and wet from the shower, but she looked hot. She was looking through the shelves, seeing what books he had. She was amazed.
"Could it be that you have possibly every book ever written?" Caroline's eyes were wide with amazement.
"Maybe." He said, pulling her on the bed, kissing up and down her neck. "You look hot in my shirt."
"Maybe I should sleep over more often then." She suggested. He smirked.
"I wouldn't complain." Damon said, pleased. Caroline laughed. Then her phone started ringing. She looked at Damon apologetically. He rolled his eyes.
"Yup?" Caroline answered, slightly annoyed.
"Caroline where the fuck are you? Why haven't you answered your cellphone all night?" Bonnie asked, very worried.
"Because I was asleep?" Caroline deadpanned. Damon smiled.
"But I went to your house! You weren't there. I even asked your mom, and she had no idea. We were worried you were gone again!" Bonnie exclaimed.
"I had a sleepover with someone." Caroline said mischievously. Damon's eyes twinkled. She was lying on top of him. His hands were grabbing her ass, and caressing her back, tickling her.
"Sleepover, huh? Thank god it's not a dirty-hookup then." Bonnie said sarcastically.
"I can't believe you think that low of me." Caroline said, acting offended. She heard Bonnie laugh, and gave Damon a thumbs up sign. She knew he could hear every word of the conversation.
"Um…there's something I need to tell you though." Bonnie said, and it sounded like she was close to chewing her lip off.
"Spit it out. What is it? I'd like to get back to my 'dirty-hookup' please." Caroline laughed. She felt happy.
"You know I told you yesterday, that if Damon wants a serious relationship, you should go for it?" Bonnie asked, trying to think of ways to prolong the situation.
"I remember." Caroline nodded, looking at Damon directly. Damon wasn't sure whether or not he should smile. So he had Bonnie to thank? He might send her flowers then.
"I'm thinking you shouldn't. I doubt he's…" Bonnie's voice trailed off. Damon raised his eyebrows. What was this about? Scratch the flowers, then. Damon thought grimly, because Caroline looked at him, confused.
"What do you mean, Bonnie?" Caroline asked.
"After you left, Elena came to find me, and she was crying. She kept saying how Damon had tried to kiss her, and how horrible he was to her." Bonnie spilled. Caroline's eyebrows shot up, and she looked at Damon, questioningly. Damon made an 'o shit' face.
"It's Elena. How do we know she's not lying?" Caroline asked, trying to see the best out of the situation, but to her it was obvious.
"I…looked into it. It looked like he compelled her. Did you know Stefan gave her a vervain necklace?" Bonnie said in disbelief. 'Looking into it' was witch talk for: 'I touched her hand and saw the situation replay itself.' Caroline sighed, and looked at Damon. Disappointment was evident on her face.
"Wonderful. I'll have a talk with him. Let's see how he wrangles himself out of this one." She said into the phone, but kept her eyes locked with Damon's.
"I'll see you later. At the Grill, right?" Bonnie asked.
"The one and only. Bye Bye."
"Love you." Bonnie's voice sounded as she disconnected. Caroline tossed the phone away. It was a Nokia, it didn't break. She cocked her head at Damon.
"Feel like explaining, lover-boy?" She asked, her voice laced with Sarcasm. Damon looked at her apologetically.
"I'm very sorry. I just…Stefan was pissing me off, and I wanted to get into his head…" Damon stuttered. He sighed. "I wish I hadn't done it."
"You need to stop blaming everything on Stefan." Caroline sighed. "He may sometimes be a cocky ripper douche, and a judgmental bastard the next, but he's your brother. You're better than him Damon." Caroline sighed, climbing off Damon, and starting to stand up. Damon was in front of her in a split-second.
"Can you forgive me, Caroline?" Damon asked worried.
"I could. But why would I want a boyfriend who's interested in another girl? I think more of myself than that." Caroline sneered.
"I'm not interested in Elena! I want you!" Damon exclaimed.
"Really, Damon?" Caroline asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.
"Yes. Really! There's not another person in the world I'd rather be with."
"She looks like Katherine." Caroline acknowledged.
"Katherine is dead to me. Why would I want Elena then?" He asked, cupping her face.
"I can't be with you though if you keep going after her." She warned. He leaned closer.
"I won't. I promise." He smiled. She smiled wearily.
"Ok."
"Ok, what?" Damon asked.
"Ok, I believe you." She said. He kissed her. She kissed him back. He was about to pull her back to the bed, when she interrupted.
"As much as I would love to go again, I have to run. I need to bring something to Mama Lockwood's house. Founder's heritage display." She said, shrugging. Damon rolled his eyes.
"You can do that later, can't you?"
"No. I have to go pick out my dress afterwards, then I'm meeting Bonnie for lunch at the grill, then I have to get ready, and etcetera, etcetera, etcetera." She waved her hand in dismissal.
"Seems like you're very busy."
"That I am. But maybe I can squeeze you in before I try on my dresses." She wiggled her eyebrows.
"I'll be waiting at your house then?" Damon asked seductively.
"Mhm…" She nodded, kissing him swiftly before disappearing out the door.
"You're still wearing my shirt." Damon acknowledged.
"You ripped mine." She called back. "I'm confiscating this." Damon rolled his eyes, but couldn't help a small smile from appearing. She was adorable. What was she doing to him? His humanity was already back completely in front of her. It would only be a matter of time before Stefan would find out, and then the smug bastard would never leave him alone. He sighed in resignation. He didn't want to turn his humanity off for Caroline, but he didn't want anybody to know that he had his humanity.
~VD~
As Caroline walked to the Lockwood Mansion, she heard her phone ring. She was pissed already, she had gone home to get the stuff for the heritage project, only to be bitched to by her mom, who couldn't shut up about the fact that she'd slept over at someone's house without telling her. Caroline knew her mom was just worried, but it annoyed her none-the-less. So much for normal life. Also feeling sexually frustrated because she needed to leave Damon, and wasn't anywhere near satisfied for today, she felt extra grumpy. She answered the phone in a displeased voice.
"Whoever the fuck this is, it's a bad time. I'm busy. Make it quick or I'll cut you."
"Well that's a lovely way to greet me, sweetheart." Klaus' voice chimed melodically.
"Oh, yay. My least favorite person. I was wondering when you'd stick your British nose in all this crap." Caroline said annoyed.
"Liar. I know you secretly adore me." He snarked.
"No, not really."
"So, an original vampire goes to Virginia, says the resident psychic…" He started amused.
"Ha-ha. You're not funny. What do you want?"
"I haven't seen you since you were thirteen. I'm checking up on you, sweetheart. My sources say Elijah is heading to mystic falls. Spotted him yet, by any chance?" He inquired.
"The only supernatural thing going on is a few vampires passing through." Caroline said, looking around. She had no idea where Damon was right now. None of them knew about Original Vampires. That would be fun once they found out.
"So, I'm thinking we should meet up soon."
"If I didn't know any better, that almost sounded like you wanted to kill me." She laughed.
"You do know better though. I can't kill you, darling."
"I'm sure you could, though. Now why are you really calling?"
"I heard some rumors that Casper has been awakened."
"Yeah, I had nothing to do with that." She denied immediately.
"I don't doubt that. I didn't think you'd be up for more torture. Which is why, we should meet up. Team up and then take him out." Klaus suggested.
"Great plan. But what's to stop you from killing me instantly afterwards?" She pointed out.
"Well, you'd no longer be a threat, and since I've never done you any harm…" He trailed off.
"Even if we kill him, he could just as well compel another vampire to turn me. And then I'd be a threat." She pointed out again, turning bitter. Klaus' unusual optimism unnerved her.
"Yes, but he could no longer control you, so you could choose not to kill me." He said.
" What are you talking about? He can't control me now either. And maybe I want to kill you." She acknowledged.
"Oh, be honest sweetheart. I've saved your life. You don't want to kill me."
"You saved my life to save your sorry ass."
"Nonetheless, you're human, you're alive, and he can't hurt you because you're…unbreakable, was it?" He teased.
"Why does he want you dead, anyway?" She asked suddenly.
"Why does anyone want me dead?" Klaus laughed. "I killed his family. Turned the poor sap into a vampire. Something he then undid, but without undoing the 'advantages', the Bastard. "
"Of course you did. How could I not see?" She asked bitterly. He laughed. She hated him sometimes. But he had been her savior. She was kind of thankful, even if she hated him. But had he not even been in existence, Casper wouldn't have felt the need to create a weapon. Most of all, he wouldn't have felt the need to turn her into a weapon. Months and months of torture, just to set free her 'inner power'. Caroline wanted to cry at the memory. But she had cried so much then, and she was done crying now.
"Exactly. And now you're caught in a pissing contest between a vampire and an immortal Warlock." Klaus snarked.
"Why me?" She asked, sighing. "I never wanted any of this." She stated grimly.
"Well…I know the answer. If you want to know it, you'll go with me to kill him." He wagered. Caroline wanted him dead, he knew that. She would give anything to know that Casper could never harm her again. Klaus was using that to his advantage. He too wanted to get rid of him, but more for the reason of being indestructible.
"What in hell could I do to kill him?" She asked irritated.
"If you wouldn't keep suppressing your powers, you'd already be stronger than him." Klaus chastised.
"My 'powers'. My stupid, fancy powers. Yeah, I don't want that, maybe?" She said, annoyed. "Maybe I just want to be human."
"It's too late for that. You should've said that before he and his 'minions' started biting you. Unloyal bunch, the lot of them. They used to obey me." He said grimly
"You're not funny. I didn't exactly have a choice, being kidnapped and all. You saw me, I was so weak I couldn't even move anymore . And your loyal 'subjects' are even worse than him, by the way." She said, pissed off.
"Now why are you suddenly so pessimistic? The last time we talked you seemed happier."
"We talk once every two years. That's actually more than enough. People change."
"It seems that way, doesn't it?" He asked amused. "So, when are we leaving?" He asked, getting impatient.
"Just…I need a few weeks to um…'expand' my power, as you said." She murmured. "I'll text you. We'll meet in Richmond." She said.
"No more than two weeks, or I'll come and get you." He warned. He knew that Casper's people would come looking for her soon. He hoped she was strong enough to fight them off. He couldn't have her turn into a vampire while Casper was alive and/or abled. She'd come after him to kill him. They had to take Casper out first. Then she could become a vampire, for all he cared. But Casper could not be there when she turned, Dammit. And in no way could she turn or transition on his blood! Klaus tried to calm himself, he didn't want to relive these memories. Hurt, betrayal, broken trust. He hated it.
"As if."
"You know I would." He smirked.
"Fuck off?" She said annoyed as she hung up. She hated this. Hated the situation she was in. She realized she was almost at the Lockwood house. She walked up the giant steps, and rang the doorbell. Tyler answered, wearing a wife-beater and training pants.
"Yo, Forbes. What do you want?" He asked.
"Is that our regular greeting now?" She asked right back. Tyler stuck his tongue out.
"I'm busy. Out to head towards the Gilbert Gables to pick up the shit for the founders heritage."
"Well since you're so busy already, guess what? I have more 'shit' from the founders heritage for you." She smiled, handing him a box full of Forbes history. Tyler raised his eyebrows.
"That's all?" He asked.
"That's all." She confirmed. Then she turned to leave.
"Caroline?" He called after her. She turned around.
"Yeah?"
"I've missed you." He said, smiling. She mockingly blew him a kiss, and then was off. Tyler smiled.
~VD~
Caroline walked into her room, to find Damon lying on her bed, her Teddy on his chest. She couldn't help but smile. One of the books in the twilight saga her aunt had gotten her for her birthday was lying next to him. Caroline was always wondering why she'd never burnt the books. It wasn't like she was going to read them anyway.
"I see you've met Ted." She smiled. He opened his eyes skeptically.
"Ted?"
"I was five. I had no creativity." She shrugged. He pulled her closer again.
"But you have creativity now, don't you? Especially in bed…" He trailed off, kissing her, unbuttoning his shirt, which she was still wearing.
"As much as I'd love to show you just how creative I can be, I can't. Instead you get to watch me strip, and strip again until I find a good dress."
"Doesn't sound nearly as stimulating, but I digress." He sighed.
"I can make it stimulating." She wiggled her eyebrows.
"And how do you expect to do that?" He asked. She smirked.
"I lied. I need to finish this quickly. Bonnie is waiting for me at the grill in 20 minutes." Caroline said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Strip then, wouldn't want you being late." Damon smirked. Caroline rolled her eyes, and took off the shirt she had stolen from Damon. She was naked underneath. Damon gasped.
"What happened to your bra?"
"Pretty sure I left it at your place." She said, walking towards her closet, while taking off her shorts. She pulled out a bright yellow dress, and a red one. She pulled on the yellow one.
"No yellow. Jaundice. Go for the red." He commented, staring at his incredibly hot girlfriend. Caroline looked at him, as if she was about to giggle.
"Oh thank god, I hate the yellow one." She breathed out relieved. "Congratulations, you pass."
"I pass in what?"
"'Basic fashion instincts'" Caroline smiled, sticking her tongue out at him. Damon looked himself down.
"Well obviously, have you seen me?" He asked.
"Label-whore does not mean fashion savvy." She schooled him. He rolled his eyes. He sped over to her, and pushed her against the closet.
He kissed her neck, and she wrapped her leg around him, pushing down his pants.
"Going commando, I see." She smirked. "Excellent".
He pulled her up, making her wrap both her legs around him now. He grabbed her left butt cheek, and her right thigh. Grabbing on to his shoulders, she steadied herself before he slid into her, starting the thrusting at a slow pace, moving up and down. Damon loved how wet she already was, he cupped her ass and kissed her neck deeply as he began to move his hips in rhythm with hers. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he kissed along her neck down to her chest. She tilted her head back, allowing him more access. Closing her eyes, she gave a loud moan as they began to move faster together. This was a welcomed change from the frenzied nature of what usually occurred. Moving his hands through her hair he kissed her lips passionately opening his legs slightly so he could go deeper. He loved sex but making love to her like this was different. It was as special to him as it was for her.
Caroline's moans grew even louder as Damon slid deeper into her, hitting her in just the right spot. Their moist bodies slid all over each other as they moved together, faster and faster. Several gasps escaped her lips, and groans were heard from him. Her breasts rubbing up against his chest, massaging up into it each time their hips met. He held her body close to his. Caroline bit her lip as she felt her orgasm coming. Then she exploded, screaming Damon's name in ecstasy, her breasts bouncing as she gasped and panted. Damon felt his end nearing too as his trail of vision went to her breasts, watching them bounce as she experienced her orgasm. Pulsating strongly, he spread his warmth deep inside of her as she clamped her walls around him, taking every last drop. Exhausted from their antics, she collapsed against him, their chests heaving up and down as they came down from their high.
He helped her done, and she smirked at him.
"Worth the wait?" Caroline asked mischievously. Damon felt his world spinning. If he had thought the last few times had been amazing, he didn't know how to describe this. It was a whole new level. It wasn't just fucking, or having sex. It was making love. And he loved her. Dare he say it? Yes, Damon Salvatore loved Caroline Forbes. He nearly wanted to punch himself. He was just like Stefan. Granted, he was hotter, superior, and more awesome in many ways, but he too was deceived by a human's beauty, and seductiveness. And she would never turn for him, yet he never wanted to give her up. He couldn't believe what had happened to him over the course of a few days.
"Oh yeah. This was hot." He said, smirking. "But you ripped apart my t-shirt." He stated.
"Then it's a good thing I still have your shirt, right?" She giggled. He gasped.
"You totally planned this!" Damon said, shocked.
"I might've. You're not the only one horny all the time." She shrugged. Damon's jaw dropped. How was she so hot? How was she so perfect for him? How did she only come into his life now? How had she made him forget Katherine completely in a matter of days? He couldn't figure it out. And it confused the hell out of him.
"Sneaky little minx." He shook his head, amused.
"I got to go though, really. Cause Bonnie will kill me if I don't talk your little mishap through with her."
"I said I'm sorry."
"And I said I forgive you. Bonnie just doesn't know yet." Caroline said as she pecked Damon on the lips, pulled on a simple black dress that went barely over her ass, some wedge sandals and headed out. Damon was shocked. He called a 'I'll pick you up at 5' after her, and she raised a thumbs up in acknowledgement. He leaned against her closet for a second to sort out his thoughts, and then remembered he was naked in another person's house, and Liz could come home any second. He quickly got dressed and then left the house.
~VD~
"You're going to the founder's party with Damon? What about me?" Bonnie asked, mocking outrage.
"Go with Elena." She winked.
"She's asking Stefan."
"Oh, of course she is." Caroline sighed. "It's Damon one minute-and Stefan the next. Good old Elena, just like we know her."
"I don't like seeing her with Stefan."
"Jealous, are we?" Caroline snickered. Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"Hey, you got a Salvatore, I deserve a hot piece of ass as well." Bonnie shrugged. "Speaking of, what did Damon say about his Elena-smoochiness, and what excuse did you use to sneak away from your dirty-hookup." Bonnie asked.
"There was no dirty-hookup. I was spending the night at my boyfriends, and had incredible shower-sex in the morning before you called." Caroline wiggled her eyes.
"Who knew Lucas and you were going so strong." Bonnie said snidely. She thought Lucas was hot, but she had had one conversation with him in school, where he bashed their cheerleaderness, and it irritated her beyond relief. She thought about setting his brain on fire for a second.
"Not Lucas. Damon might've compelled him to forget he was taking me to the founders party." Caroline mumbled. Bonnie looked at her, stupefied. Then she laughed.
"Your boyfriend is Damon. And you were with him, the entire time we had our conversation, and he heard every single word. And now the stupid psychopath is going to want to kill me." Bonnie said.
"It's cool. We talked it out." Caroline dismissed.
"What about your mom? Is she ok with you bringing Damon?"
"And I'm supposed to care, why?" Caroline asked, laughing. She loved her mom, she did, but she just didn't give a single fuck about what anybody thought.
"He's older, sexy, danger guy." Bonnie shrugged.
"Older, sexy, danger guy? What is that an official witch twitter tweet?" Caroline asked, chuckling.
"Enough with the witch jokes. You've been going ahead with them since I found out I was one!" Bonnie rolled her eyes, but still laughed.
"You started it." Caroline stuck out her tongue.
"Oh, really mature." Bonnie said.
"Yup. And Damon…he's not dangerous. He just has a lot of issues with his brother. But right now, I could be more worried about Stefan hurting me, because just like Elena, Stefan can care for everyone. And like Matt. They should have a snoozefest threesome. See who wins. I'm sorry Bonnie, but Stefan is way too boring for you in his current state. It would be more fun to see you tame the rippah side of him." Caroline wiggled her eyebrows. Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"I doubt this town would do well with a ripper on its hands. We already have enough people knowing." Bonnie said, skeptically.
"And I'm not saying: 'Oh, Bonnie. You should give Stefan human blood now, just for the heck of it!'" Caroline put on a high pitched voice. Bonnie laughed.
"Then what are you saying?"
"I'm saying Bonnie Bennett, witch extraordinaire, needs someone just as bloodthirsty as she is." Caroline shrugged.
"I'm not bloodthirsty." Bonnie said, shaking her head.
"And yet, you contemplate on giving everyone who pisses you off an aneurysm." Caroline smirked.
"Ha-ha, I could give you one too, you know."
"I know you could. Our friendship exists on the constant fear of each other." Caroline said, putting on a desperate-mocking tone. Bonnie laughed.
"I thought that was your friendship with everyone else, and I was special?" Bonnie mock-pouted. Now it was Caroline's turn to laugh.
"Of course Darling, you're special." They were both in hysterics now, getting dirty looks from half the grill. But they didn't care. They ordered their food, and after they ate it, said quick goodbyes. Then they left to get ready for the founders party.
~VD~
"Caroline. You look smashing." Mayor Lockwood said as she gave Caroline a kiss on the cheek. Caroline reluctantly did the same. She was wearing a deep, blood red summer dress, and Black peep-toes. Her hair was open, falling softly over her shoulders. The Leather jacket she was wearing over it made it look more informal. Damon was standing beside her, all in black. Caroline had to admit, her boyfriend was hot.
"Thank you Mayor Lockwood." Caroline quickly noticed Damon was in need of an invitation; otherwise he'd spend a long evening outside. Caroline considered it for a second, but figured he'd be pissed, so she added: "This is my boyfriend Damon." She indicated towards him. Mayor Lockwood looked at Damon, raised her eyebrows expectantly.
"Oh, well. Come on in." She waved. Damon acknowledged her and stepped inside.
"Lovely to meet you, I've been looking forward to this party for…quite a while." Damon smirked. Caroline mentally rolled her eyes. Oh, the cheese.
"Well enjoy." Mayor Lockwood said sweetly before walking off to greet someone else. Damon hooked his arm under Caroline's and whispered into her ear.
"Let's go get a drink." Caroline rolled her eyes. She then saw her Mom staring at her and Damon.
"Wait here." She told him. But Damon wouldn't let go of her arm.
"No way, this is a meet-the-parents moment." Damon smirked. She sighed annoyed as she walked towards her mom.
"Really, you couldn't even change out of the badge for this?" Caroline asked jokingly. Her mom smiled.
"I'm working, honey. Hello Damon. Are you the date my daughter just tried to sneak past me?" Sheriff Forbes asked expectantly.
"I am indeed." Damon smiled. He liked Liz. She was fun. Liz laughed.
"You're a little old for her, don't you think?" She asked skeptically.
"Oh, cause otherwise you'd approve? Yeah, I doubt that." Caroline snarked, but kept on smiling towards her mom. Liz rolled her eyes, but couldn't help smiling. She gave Caroline a peck on the cheek.
"Do you know where your dad is right now?"
"Memphis." Caroline shrugged. Liz looked relieved.
"Good."
"With Stephen." Caroline called as she walked away, and Liz burst out laughing. Caroline liked her relationship with her mother much more than the one she had with her father.
~VD~
Later that evening, it was already dark, they walked back inside. It had been a beautiful night, spared from the time Damon forced her to converse with Stefan, so he could get into Elena's head one more time. She didn't like it one bit, but she had to trust him. Later, Damon had even danced with her for quite a while. It had been very romantic. Now they were strolling around, just like the other couples. Caroline caught a glimpse of Jenna talking to Logan fell, and saw Elena and Bonnie sit on a bench in another room. Bonnie looked up at her. Caroline winked, Bonnie winked back. Elena was probably going on and on about some crap. Damon kissed her swiftly and then left to get them both a glass of champagne. Caroline stood and admired some of the decorations in the room.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asked honestly, as he slipped his hands around her taille from behind. She smiled.
"Yes, about a hundred times." She giggled. He placed a champagne glass in her hand. She was slightly embarrassed. God, what was with her? She was out of the age where she giggled like a schoolgirl! At least she thought she was. At least with every other guy she'd ever encountered. They walked hand in hand out back. There wasn't a single person here anymore. It was all deserted. Caroline looked up at Damon and smiled. They toasted their champagne and drank. Caroline felt the vervain inside. Well that was just, dandy. For a second she thought she heard something. But Damon was looking at her so sweetly, she quickly forgot about it.
"Did you plan this?" She asked amused.
"I might've." He smirked, and kissed her. Caroline kissed back. She put a hand around his neck, and he put an arm around the small of her back, pulling her closer. Suddenly they heard a loud thump. Caroline broke the kiss, and turned to stare at a dead body, bloodied, beaten up, and with many fresh scars just like Caroline's, lying just a few feet away from them. She was a young, blonde woman, and her eyes were blue, almost like Caroline's. This was very clearly a message. The woman's dress had been white, though it looked like it was covered in blood completely, making it the same color as her dress. Okay, creepy message. Caroline could see a speck of white or beige sticking out. She let go of Damon, to run up to the body. He looked a little panicked, but relaxed visibly when Caroline pulled a note out. The white thing was a note. Caroline took it in her hand.
Lovely dress.
Come outside now, come alone. Or I start killing more people.
L.
Caroline's eyes widened. She knew exactly who it was. She turned to stare at Damon, who was casually leaning against the wall, wiping his lips.
"What is it?" He asked, seeing her scared face. She breathed heavily, biting her lip. She could feel the tears building. No, not tonight. She was not going to cry tonight.
"Damon. Get away from here, now." Caroline warned. Damon pushed himself away from the wall.
"And why should I do that?" He asked.
"Because I said so, and you trust me?" She said, irritated.
"I'm not going to leave you alone. I want to protect you." He said.
"You cannot…protect me from this shit, Damon. You need to leave. Get rid of the body, make sure no one sees you. Now go." Caroline was dead serious. Damon looked at her, slightly worried. Oh, who was he kidding? He was extremely worried, maybe even scared.
"Caroline…I love…" He started, but she cut him off. She kept looking around, worried. Damon felt slapped. He was just about to confess his love to her. This thing must seriously be dangerous. Why wouldn't she just run? He didn't want to lose her.
"There's no time. I'll see you tomorrow." She said, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. "Now go!" She urged. He didn't know why he listened to her. He just picked up the body and swiftly ran away. Caroline stood on the verge of stepping outside. He wouldn't be able to enter, this house was protected, but that didn't mean he couldn't kill anybody. People were still outside after all, but on the other side of the house. She took a deep breath before she stepped outside the house. She knew what she was facing. Once both her feet were out of the house, she was roughly pushed against a wall. She swore she could hear something crack in her body. She chose to ignore it. This was life, or death.
"Caroline." A flawless, African accent pressed out.
"Lucifer." She said, her eyes wide, as she felt her body preparing itself for a fight. He smiled.
"Hello, darling."
~VD~
Mwahaha. Yes, Yes, I'm horrible. I know. But heey...two dirty Daroline scenes in one chapter. :P I don't think that's too bad. As always , send me your feedback please, and don't be afraid to point out things you don't like.
And yes, Liz and Caroline like each other in this story, because I fucking said so. There.
Also, YES, fuckin' Klaus is involved in the story already. Except for the major fact, that only Caroline knows him. Nobody else. Only Caroline. Mwahaha. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a Klaroline shipper, I just feel the need to add him, to give him more layers. Har, Har, Har.