Because you're you-and I'm me
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~VD~
"Elena, calm down, what happened?" Damon asked, very annoyed that she ruined his moment with Caroline. She just had a way of doing that, didn't she?
"Stefan went out to feed, and he didn't come back." She sniffled. Damon wrinkled his forehead.
"So?"
"So, I went looking for him. But…I couldn't find him." She whimpered. Caroline looked at her, skeptically. This seemed to be a waste of time.
"And then…I found…I found…this." She held up Stefan's bloodied T-shirt. Caroline smiled amused.
"He's a vampire, Elena. He went hunting. Do you expect him to do so with a napkin? Sheesh, of course his clothes will get bloodied." Damon snickered at her comment. She took the t-shirt from Elena's hand, inspecting it. There was a hole in it. She bit her lip.
"Damon, try and call Stefan. Elena, leave." She stared at her directly.
"I'm not leaving, I think Stefan might be in danger."
"Yeah, well, if you don't leave, I'm going to rip the necklace right off your neck and have Damon compel you. Your choice." She said, annoyed. Elena looked at her, angrily, but then stomped away.
"Well that was strangely hot." Damon said, amused. Caroline turned around.
"Elena was right, you know?" She bit her lip again. Damon's forehead wrinkled again.
"What are you talking about?"
"Smell this." She held the t-shirt in his face. He started coughing.
"Vervain?" He asked, pained. She nodded.
"And if you look very close, you can see a few remains of splinters. Stake. That's what left the hole." She deduced professionally. Damon gaped.
"Who'd kidnap Stefan?" Damon asked, shocked. Caroline shrugged, but then she got an idea.
"I see the wheels turning in your pretty little head. What's going on?"
"How fast can you get us to the tomb?" She asked. Damon looked taken aback.
"Who'd get to opening that…you need a lot of power for that and…"
"Just go." She said, grabbing his shoulder. He nodded, and they were off.
~VD~
They arrived at the tomb, and Caroline jumped down. The seal was broken, a huge crack in the middle. She looked at Damon.
"Who'd do this?"
Caroline knew. Only a witch could do that. Since Bonnie and her grams had no intention of opening it, it pretty much only left one. Caia.
"I have no idea. But we know who has your brother." She acknowledged. She hated lying to Damon. But Damon needn't know about this.
"You mean, tomb vampires?" Damon nodded.
"Well, yeah." Caroline nodded, dumbfounded.
"And how do you suppose we find them?" He asked, sarcastically.
"Why does everybody keep underestimating me?" She asked, irritated, more to herself than to Damon. Damon sneered. He went close to her, putting his arms around her. He kissed the top of her head.
"Cause you're cute." She stiffened in his arms. Then she pushed him away.
"Don't call me cute. It's unbecoming to your health and sex life." She warned. Damon laughed.
"Well, you do have spunk." He was amused.
"Do you have anything of Stefan's with you?" She asked, ignoring his comment. He breathed out deeply.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Well? Give it." She demanded.
"Why? What are you going to do with it?" He asked, curios, but also nervous.
"Just trust me on this." She rolled her eyes. Damon relented, after a bit of consideration. He reached into his pants, and pulled out a little keychain.
"Took this out of his room."
"What is it?"
"A birthday present I never got." He mused. And he dared to call her cute?
"Might that be because you were being a dick?" She mused. He rolled his eyes.
"Yes. Now what are you going to do?" He asked again, placing the keychain into her hand. She clutched it tight.
"Hold my hand." She motioned. Then she snapped her eyes shut. Damon didn't. He watched a green light shoot down onto the hand, and was suddenly hit by extreme memories. He was reliving them, third person, but felt all the pain of the small girl being tortured. He gasped when he realized these were Caroline's memories. But they ended soon. She looked up at him, when he opened his mouth to speak, she pecked him on the lips.
"We'll talk about that later. Now let's go save Stefan."
He nodded. She put her hands on his temple, showing him what she'd seen. He nodded.
"He's not going to last long." Damon stated.
"Not if we don't hurry the fuck up. Call Alaric." She said, starting to trek into the direction of the house.
"You know we could get there a lot faster if I just carried you?"
"Or I could teleport, but then you wouldn't know where to go." She joked.
"You can't do that."
"Of course I can't. It's impossible for the human body to dissolve into tiny little pieces and then be brought together at a different location, right?" She said, as if it were ridiculous.
"Yeah. Come on. Just tell me where to go, Caro- Hey, Alaric. Come. Now. Stefan's in trouble. Yeah, old house at the end of the forest. That's the one. See you there, champ." He hung up after that.
~VD~
Stefan felt dizzy. The last thing he remembered was going out for a quick snack, when he was immobilized, staked, and had his neck snapped. Now he was hung up in a basement. He was going to die. Damn.
He coughed up some blood.
He hoped someone was going to come for him.
But who would?
They were all at a party.
Oh damn, was he screwed or what?
~VD~
"Alaric. There you are." Damon greeted loudly.
"Oh geez, yell a little louder, I don't think the vampires heard you yet." Caroline muttered under her breath. In her mind she was flashing back months. The parallels to when she'd teamed up with Klaus were undeniable. It had been all the same. But Damon wouldn't abandon her, right? He needed Stefan. She took a deep breath.
"Alright, we enter, we kill the ones in our way, and get Stefan out."
"Hold on." Damon paused. "We?"
"Yeah, you, me, and Alaric." Caroline said, as if it was obvious.
"Uh, you're not going in there."
"I'm not? Really, Damon? Whatever makes you think so?" She asked, becoming slightly annoyed.
"Because I'm not going to have you walk into a trap like this." He insisted, also becoming slightly angry.
"It's hardly a trap."
"You're the one who said you want to be human. So that's what I'm treating you as. Humans are breakable. I don't want you to break. That's why you're staying behind." Damon explained. Caroline snorted.
"Yeah, that's not happening. You think I want them hurting you? No matter how much you pride yourself to being a good fighter, they'll outnumber you. And Alaric, once they kill him, it'll take him a while to come back." She rolled her eyes. "I'm not having you walk in there practically alone, no offense, ric."
"None taken. Absoloutely none." Ric insisted.
"Caroline, don't make me mad." Damon started, trying to speak calmly. He was touched that she cared so much for him, but this wasn't getting them anywhere.
"Calm down Hulk. Just accept that I'm joining you." She shrugged. "Simple as that."
"I don't want you getting hurt!" He yelled. She rolled her eyes.
"Come here for a second." She motioned with her hand. He obliged. She put her hands on his temple again, and showed him a flashback of when she'd invaded the mansion. She was careful to leave Klaus out of every frame she showed.
"I think I'm up for a couple of rusty old vampires." She scoffed. Damon sighed.
"Caroline. I love you. But you're not going in there." He cupped her face. She rolled her eyes.
"At least let me help." She said, giving in.
"And how do I do that?" He asked. She took a blade out of the back of her dress, slicing her forearm open. The blade was dripping.
"You stab a vampire with this, they die almost immediately." She said. Damon looked at her as if she was insane.
"Caroline? You do realize you just sliced open your arm, right?" Damon asked, annoyed.
"Of course I do. I didn't do that unconsciously. Take it, kill the vampires, and hurry back with Stefan." She kissed him. Alaric cleared his throat.
"Go." She ushered. Damon sped away.
~VD~
"Now be honest, a man? Children? Anyone else living on this property?" Damon asked, sweetly. The poor woman was covered in vampire bites. It reminded him a bit of Caroline. He shuddered inside.
"No, it's just me." The woman said in a kind voice. He almost regretted his following action.
"Good." He snapped, snapping her neck along in the process. Alaric flinched.
"Oh god."
"What?"
"You didn't have to do that." He said, disgusted. Damon rolled his eyes.
"She's compelled not to let me in, yeah, I had to."
"She's human."
"And I'm not. Just get inside." He dismissed, annoyed. Alaric rolled his eyes now.
~VD~
Caroline was leaning against Alaric's car, tapping her foot the rhythm on the radio. She was helping Alaric and Damon, taking out vampires with aneurysms. She shook her head. She was fuming inside about Damon being so unreasonable. Okay, so she hadn't exactly gone by scratch free in Romania, but come on? These vampires were way less dangerous.
"Caroline? What are you doing here?" Elena called. She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"I'd ask you the same thing, but I already know you're here to screw everything up. So just don't bother telling me, kay?" She asked, sweetly.
"What happened to you? You used to be so sweet, innocent." Elena gasped. Caroline nearly keeled over in laughter.
"Elena, are you really that dumb, or do you just love acting as much as I do?" She asked, bemused. Elena wrinkled her forehead.
"There's no way you were acting. You've always been a sad little girl, always frustrated no one picked you. I'm your superior. That's what it's supposed to be like." Elena sniffled, frustrated. Caroline couldn't help but pity her.
"God, you're annoying. Okay, Elena. I don't know why you think everybody would chose you over me, when your own brother picked me. I dislike your attitude. You're an annoying attention whore, you're damn vain, you want everybody to love you. Well guess what? It's not going to happen. Now get your head out of your ass." She said, rubbing her temples in frustration.
Elena looked as though she'd been thoroughly bitch slapped.
"They got him out. Be happy Stefan still wants you. Soon, no one else will." Caroline smirked.
"You'd do well not to screw it up with me, Caroline." Elena warned, hoping to be threatening.
"And why would I do that?" Caroline wrinkled her forehead, walking towards Alaric, Damon and Stefan. Stefan was very weak. She went to embrace Damon. But Damon was rigid. Caroline noticed what was wrong immediately. They were surrounded. Damn it.
"Pearl." Caroline called out. The Asian woman came out from behind a tree.
"Who are you, human. How do you know me?" She asked, suspicious. Caroline decided she needed to get them out of this. She was going to have to go all out. They were all bound to die anyway.
"Who am I?" Caroline asked in amazement. Then she scoffed. Damon wondered what she was doing. It was as if she was becoming an entirely different person.
"That's pretty pathetic. Remind me again how long you were in that tomb?" She challenged. Pearl became unsure.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about…well, his name really doesn't need to be mentioned, and you all tremble in your steps. Am I right? Who here is on the run from him, raise your hand. This ought to be fun." She said, amused. She couldn't afford to make a mistake now. One of them would no doubt die. She couldn't afford that. She looked around, every one of the vampires was trembling now.
"Who are you?" One said. She teleported over to him, leaving Damon completely perplexed. She stroked his hair a bit.
"Harper, am I right?" She asked, sweetly. He nodded, swallowing hard.
"Well, Harper. I assume you've heard of Casper, in your time?" She questioned. He nodded again, clearing his throat.
"You're human." He stated. Everyone gasped.
"Well, yeah. It seems like it, doesn't it? Let's test that theory. Say a name out of someone in your circle." She ushered. He looked confused.
"Uh…Victor." He said. Everyone disliked Victor. Caroline smiled. Then she snapped a finger, and Victor suddenly turned grey. Dead. Everyone gasped.
"Yes, I'm definitely human, Harper. And you know what's even better? I'm the human that killed Casper." She whispered that last part. But everyone still heard it. They gasped. Pearl spoke up.
"So, give us a reason as to why we should not kill you in self-defence."
Caroline give her an amused look.
"Because you can't." She acknowledged. "Trust me, I've tried. Also, I got you out." She ventured. Hoping they hadn't seen Caia.
"So, one hand scratches the other, Pearl. Anna is in Chicago, if you want to see her, by the way."
"How do you Anna?"
"Friend of mine. Completely irrelevant right now. But you'd all do well to get out of time, or I won't be so friendly. I can't afford this town going all…vampire infested. Two is plenty." She dismissed. No one moved.
"Well go? And pearl? Frederick was the one that kidnapped Stefan. I trust you'll reason with him?" She smiled sweetly. Pearl turned towards Frederick in shock. Frederick snarled, he lunged forward. Damon was anticipating him jumping at Caroline, so he went to shield her.
But instead, it was Stefan that was his target.
Elena screamed, and Damon rolled his eyes. It was only half past midnight, and they were still in for a very long night.
~VD~
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