"Are we ready?"
There were a few murmurs from the car and Caroline rolled her eyes when a hand began groping her breasts.
"Klaus."
"What?"
"Stop touching my boobs."
He grumbled. "But their so delectable."
"Well then you can taste them when we finish this visit. I'm not leaving until we speak to Elena."
"Why can't you see her alone? Is there a reason for me to have to endure this torture as well?" Rebekah scowled, her magazine falling to her side.
Caroline opened her mouth, about to reply, but the youngest Mikaelson was already giving in his point of the situation.
"Rebekah, darling, do you really want to leave our blonde with those monsters? You know what that retched Salvatore tried to do last time." Kol told her, his eyes furrowing and connecting with his eyebrows as he tapped his iPhone.
She glared at him. "Of course not! She'll have Nik."
"Rebekah!" Klaus groaned after hearing his name. He also didn't want to waste his afternoon in that dreaded house with those repulsive vampires and the doppelganger. And he'd be damned if he let Caroline talk him into it.
"Klaus.." Caroline pouted, her eyes widening into that adorable baby-ish look that she used whenever she wanted Klaus to do something for her. It was mainly used for sex but right now she was desperate and if she had to pull sex eyes, she would.
Victory bubbled in her chest when his glare faltered and he sighed.
"Fine."
Squealing like a schoolgirl, she enveloped him into a hug and pulled away to kiss him deeply. Her lips fused to his and made a show of plunging her tongue into his throat, his answering moan turning lust filled in a matter of seconds.
Rebekah pretended to throw up behind them.
"We're here." Elijah said, closing his book and putting it beside him. He turned to them all, an eyebrow raised.
"Who's going first?"
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"Okay, let's do this." Caroline whispered, her hand raising and finally her knuckles made contact with the wooden door, knocking fife times nervously. She let out a deep breath and stepped back to join Klaus, his hand instantly wrapping around her waist.
Seconds later, they could hear the sound of footsteps making its way towards the door, and the handle turned, the door opened and Caroline swallowed.
The person standing on the doorway wasn't a Salvatore. Actually, she was pretty sure the girl wasn't even a Gilbert.
But she didn't expect the happy, surprised look that the strange bleached haired girl threw at her when she opened the door. And she certainly didn't expect the familiarity that she showed, her feet running towards her and enveloping her into a warm, tingly hug.
"Oh my god, I am so happy to see you!"
Klaus stilled, his wrapped arm around Caroline withdrawing, but she noticed what he was about to do and grabbed it again.
The girl pulled away from Caroline and finally surveyed the people next to her, her smile widening when she saw the sandy haired blonde giving her a strange look. He was calculating something about her and she stepped towards him, hand out for a shake.
He dismissed it coldly, grabbing Caroline away from her and pulling her to his side, protectively wrapping his arm around her intimately.
"Alright, we have a cold one here. No worries, Aunt Elena will explain everything."
With that she skipped back to the door, entering the hallway.
When they made no move to follow, she turned to face them.
"Are you coming?!"
They jumped, and scrambled to walk inside, speechless.
"Aunt Elena?" Caroline murmured questioningly, surprise evident on her face as she turn to face Elijah, ignoring the pissed off look Klaus had for them both. The man in the suit merely smirked, and patted the blonde on the head siblingly.
"Elena has some things to reveal to us sister."
She smiled at the term and quickly dragged Klaus with her inside the boarding house, kissing his cheek to apologize for the neglect.
Rebekah, Kol and Elijah followed, oblivious to the figure watching them from afar.
"They've landed, sire."
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"Aunt Lena! We have guests!" The girl jumped up and down, leading them to the livingroom. The place looked clean, and there was a pile of clothes in a bag on the side. Caroline smiled, relishing in coming back, the memories of what had gone on over the years in this house flashing around in her mind.
"You can all sit, I'll bring the drinks! Auntie Elena is just in her room getting ready."
Rebekah scowled, already in a foul mood when the doppelgangers name was mentioned. She has never hated anyone as much as she hated this version of the Petrova doppelgangers. Elena was a needy little desperate twit that wrapped both Salvatore's around her finger like they were chewing gum she could spit out any day.
"Why are we here again?" she groaned.
Kol sniggered. "Bonding time with our sister's friends."
She glared at him from where she stood behind Caroline, who was already making a move to sit down, her hand clasped tightly around Klaus' keeping him from making any sudden movement towards the door of escape.
"Actually, we're here to speak to Miss Gilbert regarding her concern towards Caroline. She is obviously worried and confused as to where she'd gone in the past year." Elijah cut in before Rebekah could make any further hateful remarks about the house or Elena. Caroline was grateful either way.
"Yeah, so that means you guys got to behave." she warned them, eyes pleading.
"Of course they will, if they know what's best for them.." Klaus threatened, he turned to his brother and sister, eyes flashing gold and smiling to the oblivious Caroline next to him. He just wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hand, a comforting gesture which soothed her slightly but not too much.
"Or what? You'll dagger us?"
"Who's daggering who?" The door opened, the girl walking in and setting the beverages on the table with a smile.
Klaus eyed her warily. "Nothing that concerns-"
"Who the hell are you?" Rebekah asked rudely, cutting her brother from saying anything else and getting straight to the point with the question everyone had been plagued with in their minds since the arrival of the girl.
But the girl didn't shrink from her hard gaze.
"My name is Livia. Livia Mikaelson."