SWEET KISSES FROM RUSSIA
Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe
Caroline & Klaus
Elijah & Katherine
From: Lovely Vero
Disclaimer: This story is, and will always be, a fiction story, that is coming from the imagination of the author. It is not a bibliography of the author or any of the readers, neither a story that is exploring your own experience in life. It is not meant to be informative or to represent the perception or opinion of the author about the subject at hands in her own private life; it is not an encyclopedia, or a medical reference. It is only a fiction, the characters are fictional, and the story should be taken as such and not be mistaken with the private life of the readers, or any of their personal experiences. Thank you.
2nd Anniversary of "Sweet Kisses from Russia"
January 27th, 2013 was the date of the first chapter I had posted for this story. It's been two years already, and it feels like it was yesterday. A big thank you, from the bottom of my heart and the deepness of my soul, to all the readers who have followed this journey with me. There's a little bit more to be told and to come, the journey is not quite finished yet ;)
Chapter 29
"Fool me once…"
Jeep 4…
"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer; take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall… 98 bottles of beer, take …" Damon sang from the top of his lungs; keeping the beat while hitting his fingers on the steering wheels; his eyes kept on the road and on the procession of cargo jeeps in front of his sight; under the loud growling sounds coming from all passengers present by his side, in the vehicle.
"Listen to me, Damon; and listen to me very carefully…And keep your hands on the steering wheels and on the road while I'm talking to you!" Anastassia ordered, making her move from the backseat, her left forearm placed around the young vampire's throat; while choking the air out of him at the same time. "You say one more word of that stupid song; and I swear to you; I'll snap your neck! I'm Anastassia Petrov and I'm rarely joking around."
"I second this brilliant idea to snap his neck!" Rebekha raised her right hand in the air; with a smirk blessing her pulpous pink lips.
"I can't….Let me… Stefan…" Damon stammered not being able to make a coherent sentence; while glancing toward his brother in hope that he would come to his rescue.
"Sorry, brother… I second the idea to snap your neck too; if you're not ending our sufferance with your silence." Stefan raised his right hand in the air; teasingly. "And after all, Anastassia is our host's daughter; I'm obligated to agree with her, as of respect you know?" He winked at his brother, playfully.
"You'll … You'll pay … For this, brother!" Damon managed to burst; while trying to pull Anastassia's arm away from his neck.
"Three against one, baby… Will you stop singing now?" Anastassia whispered, near Damon's right ear, her lips softly nibbling on his earlobe; while her right hand stroked his pectorals. "Or you want me to be more persuasive?" She lowered her hand near his crotch area; under the big rictus of Stefan; who turned his head toward his passenger window to avoid staring at their foreplay.
"Ok, I got the message." He mumbled, the words escaping his lips; before being released of Anastassia's firm grip on his neck.
"That's much better, my bunny bun!" The redhead bombshell gave Damon a friendly slap on his right cheek. "Now, drive… And keep your mouth shut!"
"Amen!" Rebekah sighed with relief, lowering her head on the back of her seat.
"So, what's with you two, anyway?" Anastassia started to scroll down her cellphone screen, looking at the received messages, while addressing herself to both Stefan and Rebekah.
"To whom are you texting, anyway?" Rebekah asked, while rolling her eyes.
"Vittorio, he's such a dick!" Anastassia laughed at what she was reading. "So? Are you going to answer me soon, or do I need to pull it out of your mouths?"
"What do you want to know about me and Rebekah, Anastassia?" Stefan asked, while arching an eyebrow at his brother, who smirked at him in return: Karma was a bitch!
"Well, you're obviously fucking each other, right?" She shrugged her shoulders, half-interested by their saga. "But, you seem distant at the same time; so what is your game?"
"What? That is not of your damn business!" Rebekah exclaimed, mostly outraged.
"What is this of your concerns?" Stefan turned his head toward the female Russian.
"Oh believe me it's not, I couldn't care less. I'm just bored and therefore I was wondering what your story was?" Anastassia replied. "But… By the way you've both answered me; it's indeed confirming that you're fucking each other." She titled her head, while grinning at Damon's brother.
"Isn't she lovely? What was your previous say, Stefan? That you were obligated to agree to Anastassia's words of wisdom?" Damon mocked, a small laughter escaping his lips.
"God! Why I am not surprised? Why is it so hard to say: Yah; we are sleeping together, so what, Anastassia? It's like Miss Blondie here is acting like royalty, and you want to defend her honor or something?!" The redhead sighed with annoyance; while continuing to text on her device. "You want me to demonstrate how easy it is? Fine! I'm fucking your brother Damon, basically on every damn surfaces we can find at our disposal; and with every positions in the Kama Sutra book!"
"Ewww…"Stefan winced, while closing his eyes and shaking his shoulders. "Way too much information in one single sentence!"
"Hey? I'm not acting like royalty, ok. And, at least I have some decency inside of myself, I'm not acting like a tramp!" Rebekah pointed a forbidden finger under Anastassia's nose.
"Yah, yah … Whatever!" Anastassia pushed Rebekah's finger away. "So? Will I finally know the story or not?" She glanced at both Stefan and Rebekah.
"So you can text your friend Vittorio about everything?" Damon raised his sight in the rear-view mirror to meet the redhead's gaze.
"Of course, why else would I want to know, Damon…Duh?" She winked at him. "But your brother is not being very cooperative, maybe you could tell me their story?"
"I can't say "no", Stefan… You see, she's our host's daughter after all; who am I to refuse something to her?" Damon titled his head, a huge grin plastered on his lips.
"I'll get you back for this, Damon, mark my words!" Stefan mumbled, angrily, between his teeth.
"So, this is how it goes…" Damon started the short tale of: Stefan and Rebekah.
"Shut the fuck up, Damon!" Rebekah busted.
"Why? Your past history with my brother is not a huge secret, is it?" Damon shrugged his shoulders, his eyes kept on the road.
"No, but it's ours." Stefan added, uncompromisingly.
"Oh come one; we are basically sisters; what's the fucking problem with you telling me what the deal with you two is?" Anastassia questioned.
"Oh, you so did not just use the "we are sisters" crap on me?" Rebekah sighed loudly, eyes and closed fists placed on each side of her tensed body.
"Ok, ok … It's not a big deal. They dated a few years ago; Stefan thought she was acting mostly childishly and immaturely; they broke up, and he dumped her on the side of a road; and never looked back." Damon told the past history of both his brother and Rebekah.
"Damn!" Anastassia exclaimed. "But could you slow down I can't barely keep up writing this "shit" to Vittorio."
"Give me your damn cellphone!" Rebekah grabbed the device; before having it snatched, once more, from her hands.
"I'm confiscating the damn device until we'll arrive at destination." Damon opened the glove compartment, before throwing the cellphone inside.
"I'll tell daddy!" Anastassia pouted, arms crossed over her chest.
"Well … Do that, tell him!" Damon sighed loudly; while glancing at his brother.
"Can I at least know the end of their amazing love story?" Anastassia asked, teasingly.
"I've notice how much Rebekah have changed over the years, and I came to the conclusion that I've never stopped loving her, so I've asked…" Stefan started; before being cut in the middle of his sentence.
"Stefan, don't you dare!" Rebekah snapped at him; while trying to stop his momentum.
"So I've asked her to marry me." He admitted, humbly.
"Shut the fuck up!" Both Damon and Anastassia exclaimed in shock; both of their jaws falling down.
Jeep 3…
"Oh, oh, oh … This is juicy!" Vittorio commented, while looking at his cellphone screen. "Send me more gossips, girlfriend!"
"What are you reading anyway?" Kol tried to snatch the device away from the warlock's hands, but without succeeding.
"No, no, no … Gorgeous!" Vittorio grabbed Kol's right wrist. "If you want to touch something of mine, I can easily arrange it?" He dropped Kol's hand near his crotch area.
"Eww…" Kol redraw his hand from Vittorio's lap, wiping his palm on the fabric of his jeans. "Do not put my hand near your junk … EVER AGAIN!" He added, pointing a finger underneath the warlock's nose; under the discreet laughter of Bonnie and Alexay, that were sitting on the front seats of the jeep.
"Oh…Touchy, touchy… Did I hit a nerve with your boyfriend, sweet pea?" Vittorio addressed himself to Bonnie.
"He's not my boyfriend." Bonnie rolled her eyes, with Alexay's discreet glance toward her. "What? Keep your eyes on the road, you!"
"Don't deny it, darling; you know it's not nice to lie about a true fact." Kol teased.
"Yes, Miss Bennett." Alexay nodded, a large smirk spreading on his lips. "I'll keep my eyes on the road and my ears closed for the duration of this trip."
"How truly nice of you." Bonnie titled her head, a sour smile plastered on her face.
"So, you're just frolicking with each other then?" Vittorio waved his left hand at Kol and Bonnie.
"Frolicking? Who in his fucking right mind is using the term "frolicking" as a current expression these days?" Kol shrugged his shoulders, dumbfounded. "We're fucking each other if you really want to know!"
"I'm sorry, what did you just say? We're fucking each other?" Bonnie twisted her upper body from her upfront sitting position, both closed fists placed on each side of her waist. "So, that's what we're doing then?"
"See, how my sweet Bonnie is all upset when I say we're only sleeping together. She's totally my girlfriend- But she is denying it!" Kol commented at Vittorio, a big smile spreading on his lips.
"In you dream, you wish that I was your girlfriend, asshole!" Bonnie busted to Kol; while turning her sight back on the road. "And you, you keep your sight on the road and your ears closed!" She ordered Alexay.
"Yes, Miss Bennett." Alexay turned his head toward his side window to retain his laughter. Youth! Such a pleasure to watch and hear about their drama.
"Well, let me write this confirmation down then." Vittorio grinned, before texting on his device.
"For God sake to whom are you texting?" Kol glanced at the screen, but without being able to see the recipient name.
"To Anastassia! She's bad-mouthing on Stefan and Rebekah at the moment, did you know that these two were …" Vittorio started gossiping, before being cut in his talkative momentum.
"Enough! Texting is forbidden as of now." Alexay ordered, while managing to grab the device, before throwing it in the gloves compartment.
"Oh! The big and mighty Alexay has spoken. I'm shitting in my pants!" Kol raised both hands before waving them in front of Alexay's gaze in the rear-view mirror.
"Why are you always fishing for trouble, for God sake, Kol?" Bonnie mumbled, angrily; between her teeth.
"I thought you know that my middle name was "trouble", darling?" Kol teased. "Furthermore, if I was not trouble, you wouldn't share my bed; you would be bored in no time." He added, under the loud sighing of the brunette.
"The big and mighty Alexay would like to remind the "big and mighty Original" that using devices such as cellphones could easily make our enemy track us faster." The Russian man take a quick glance in the mirror, a rictus raising the right corner of his lips. Idiots they were!
"And why do you think my own cellphone is closed since we left?" Kol raised his device to show the right arm man of Petrov that he wasn't an idiot.
"Король мира!" Alexay rolled his eyes, while insulting Kol of being the King of the world in his natal language.
"Царь вселенной" Kol rectified, while smirking, that he was in fact the King of the universe.
"Asshole!" Alexay mumbled, angrily; between his teeth.
"Do I know it?" Bonnie exchanged a smile with the Russian man.
"Hey! Keep your sight on the road and not on my girlfriend, Hulk man!" Kol ordered, dryly; while pointing his finger toward the road in front of their sights.
"How do you even manage with him?" Vittorio commented to Bonnie, while shaking his head in amazement. "I can only presume that his sexy look and skills in bed are helping swallowing the pill?"
"You know that I'm sitting right beside you, right? And that I could easily pull your heart out of your chest, Vittorio?" Kol growled, unhappy.
"I'm complimenting your good look and you're mad at me? You should chill, baby!" Vittoro shook his left hand in a dismissal gesture.
"Tell me Vittorio, what can you tell me about my grandmother?" Bonnie asked to cut short the bickering between Kol and the warlock, and because she couldn't stop wondering about her grandmother's past as a witch.
"Bonnie, your grandmother was magnificent! One of the church's protégé actually." Vittorio announced, with much proudness.
"Was she powerful and feared?" Bonnie turned on herself to stare into the warlock's eyes.
"Yes, she was both powerful and mostly feared. But, she also had a big heart; and she wanted harmony and peace between the species." Vittorio reassured the young witch.
"What were you expecting? Of course your grandmother was magnificent … Just like you are, Bonnie." Kol added, in a truthful way; while addressing a shy smile to the brunette.
Bonnie blushed the fifty shades of red, before turning her sight back to the road.
"And I'll add a real charmer to the list of "why" you're sleeping with the guy." Vittorio commented to Bonnie, under a discreet laugher.
Jeep 2…
"Are you happy now, dear sister-in-law; that you are sitting upfront near your hubby?" Klaus mocked, while titling his head. "It, obviously, did not bothered anyone to stop the convoy only to satisfy your last selfish wish."
"I thought you would want to seat with your wife, on the backseat. My bad!" Katerina replied, dryly. "And I also thought that you always loved to rear entry to start with!"
"Katerina!" Carolina exclaimed, in shock. "заткнись!" She added in her natal language, while asking her sister to close her mouth.
"Katerina, behave!" Elijah ordered, while giving his wife a gentle slap on her lap.
"Fine!" Katerina started to pout, while looking at the road from her side window. "And don't slap me and start what you can't finish."
"Oh it's quite alright, Elijah." Klaus added, smirking. "It's natural that your wife wants to play footsy under the table, though in this case; she'll probably slide her left hand in your pants in the next five minutes!" He added, with a hand gesture toward Katerina's sitting position. "But you won't be in luck, Katerina; my brother is not the type to demonstrate his affection in public."
"Fuck you!" Katerina busted out; while showing her middle finger to her brother-in-law.
"Now that is what I call a sweet bounding moment between family members." Klaus grinned, happily. 'Would you say, Love?" He turned his sight toward Carolina, who narrowed her fiery sight on him.
"Are you done?" Elijah took a glance at his brother in the rear-view mirror.
"Oh come on, Elijah; where's your sense of humor in all of this? You've been driving for hours; and we've been stuck in this vehicle for the same amount of time. I don't see what… Oh!" Klaus cut his sentence short, while startling on his seat and stammering on his say at the subtle touch of his wife's hand on his crotch area, before feeling her fingers releasing the buckle on his leather belt, and slowly lowering the zipper of his jeans.
"You were saying?" Elijah raised an eyebrow in interrogation.
"Nothing…I was saying nothing!" Klaus swallowed a lump in his throat, drops of sweat slowly starting to roll on his forehead; before feeling Carolina's hand rub in slow, agonizing strokes his cock. "What are you doing, Carolina?" He mouthed the words on his manly lips; while turning his sight toward his wife.
"Teaching you a lesson!" She mouthed back, silently and perniciously; with a sadistic smile spreading on her lips; before subtly pushing herself nearer to him.
Klaus grabbed her left wrist, while trying to pull her hand away from his, now, hard member; but she grabbed his shaft harder to maintain her grip on him.
"Don't play this game, sweetheart!" He mouthed more; while shaking his head as negation.
"Why? I thought you wanted to play footsy underneath the table? Or was it a hand in your boxer game?" She replied, tit for tat.
"What? You're giving me the silent treatment now?" Elijah turned his head toward his wife and her "much stiffed" sitting position. "You sulk? I hate a woman who pout for no reason."
"Then, play with yourself if my pouting is not to your satisfaction!" Katerina replied, dryly; to her husband. "You would prefer to side with your brother than having my hands buried in your pants!"
"Oh you did not just say that to me, woman?!" Elijah exclaimed, in shock; while shaking his head in disbelief. "What brought this on, for God sake, Katerina?"
Carolina giggled on the backseat, her head tucked in the right hollow of Klaus's shoulder to mute her laughter, while softly kissing his neck and keeping increase movements on his hardness.
"Stop; or I'll come!" Klaus growled, his head leaning backward on his backseat. Little witch that she was! Carolina knew exactly when and where to put pressure or gently stroke him. If she continued this way; it wouldn't be long that he would literally come in his own boxer!
"Say you're sorry to my sister; and I'll consider letting your "balls" go." She softly whispered, squeezing the said mentioned balls; while sliding her hot lips on his jaw line.
Klaus growled, both in ecstasy and anger over his wife's demand.
"You'll pay for this, Carolina!" He warner her, under clenched teeth. "Sooner, or later…But you'll pay!"
"I can't hardly wait." She started to nibble on his bottom lip.
"It's not like you're very affectionate in public; your brother is right!" Katerina shrugged her shoulders.
"Are you serious?" Elijah look at her, a mouth opened expression plastered on his lips.
"I don't know; I think you're a reserved guy." She shrugged some more, before feeling Elijah's right hand grab hers.
"That's because what's between me and my wife, is actually between me and my wife! And that's also because I have too much respect for "you". And I wouldn't want one of us to display our private love making in front of others, like … let say having sex in the backseat of a car; while others are sitting upfront!" Elijah listed his feelings, while taking a quick glance at his brother in the rear-view mirror.
"I'm sorry, I acted childishly." Katerina replied, while turning her sight toward the Original.
"Apology accepted, Katerina." He smiled, while bringing his wife's hand to his lips; softly kissing the inside of her wrist to create a range of shivers down on her spine.
"Carolina, that's enough!" Klaus finally managed to pull his wife's hand from his boxer; under her subtle laughter and amusement. "Katerina, I'm sorry for the way I talked to you before." He finally presented his apologies, way too scared of having his wife play the second act on him!
"You are what?" Both Elijah and Katerina exclaimed, simultaneously, at Klaus's apology.
"See, Katerina. My husband can recognize his mistakes and present his humble apology to you." Carolina added, while winking at Klaus; under his loud growls of anger.
"Is it true, Klaus? You're apologizing to me for before?" Katerina turned her sight toward her brother-in-law.
"Yah, well … Let's not dwell on it, shall we." Klaus mumbled, between closed teeth.
"I can hardly recognized my brother Nicklaus! I wonder what kind of persuasion tactics Carolina used on you?" Elijah winked at his sister-in-law, in the rear-view mirror.
"Can you drive and keep your sight on the road, Elijah!" Klaus snapped back at his brother.
"You seem to have a few hidden talents, my dear." Elijah added, under muffled laugher.
"If so, they are talents that I will only share with my husband." Carolina replied, redness filling her cheeks.
Jeep 1…
"So quiet, Maria; the cat cut your tongue?" Mikael teased, while glancing at Petrov from the corners of his eyes.
"The same cat certainly did not cut yours, my friend." Petrov commented, under both of their laughter.
"When you think that you have reached hell…" George whispered near Maria's right ear.
"… And suddenly you realize that you are reaching it now?" She continued the bodyguard's sentence, while winking at him.
They both stared at each other, smiles spreading on their lips; while a bit of redness starting to fill Maria's cheeks.
"What are you whispering behind our backs?" Mikael growled, unhappy.
"Oh come on, Mikael, act with respect; after all they are in their honeymoon stage." Petrov replied, a rictus raising the right side of his manly lips.
"I would sincerely appreciate if the both of you could keep your remarks for yourselves!" Maria suggested, under clenched teeth.
"They are not worth of your time or consideration, Maria." George growled, unhappy, himself.
"See? You've managed to upset my guests; Mikael." Petrov shook his head, falsely disturbed. "When will you learn to act accordingly to the situation?"
"That's the worse load of crap I've ever heard coming from your mouth, Petrov!" Mikael shook his head, in disbelief.
"Why? Because I'm polite and courteous to both Maria and her new … What are you exactly, George? Her lover, boyfriend, plaything or the moment, perhaps?"
"A gentleman wouldn't even ask such a question in front of a lady. I would ask you to present your apology to her, but I doubt that you know the meaning of it?" George mumbled, angrily; between his teeth. "What Maria and I are to each other is none of your damn business, and it should stay that way."
"A gentleman? A gentleman? Where does he sees one?" Mikael busted into loud laughter. "In you, Petrov? My dear George you obviously need glasses."
"Now, now … Behave, Mikael." Petrov smirked, while gesturing his right hand to the Original. "I have my moments when and where I can act like a true gentleman."
"Is this really necessary, Ludvig? You wanted to make a point of mocking me. Can we move on from your fun time, now?" Maria sighed loudly; arms crossed over her chest.
"If you're thinking that I'm mocking you, Ingrid; you're sadly mistaking." Petrov take a glance at her in the rear-view mirror. "You couldn't be further from the truth, woman. Can I be concerned about your choice in man? For old time sake?" He questioned.
"I'm falling for George…He's a kind and wonderful man." She finally admitted under the speechless expression of the bodyguard. It was the only way those jerks would back off from their childish games, she thought to herself.
"You fell for me once…" Petrov commented after a brief silence. "But, sadly you're not remembering it."
ooOoo
"Thank you for coming tonight." Ingrid (Esther/Maria) nodded, while taking a walk through to the small path leading them toward the lake. "It meant a lot to my family, and to my son Finn." She added, a ghost of a smile blessing her lips.
The camp fire had been set under a night sky filled with bright stars; where the children, from both villages, could play and dance during the evening.
"It meant a lot to my people too." Ludvig returned her smile; with a hand gesture to tell her to pass in front of his own steps. "I'm not sure your husband is welcoming us with open arms though?"
Ingrid held her pace, while closing her eyes for a few seconds.
"He's grateful that you've saved our son; he's just …" She tried to find the right words.
"He knows what we are … And … That's what you're trying to tell me, Ingrid?" Ludgiv placed both of his large hands on her shoulders, before slowly turning her body around to face him.
"Yes." Ingrid nodded. "But; he's changing since you've saved Finn's life, he's starting to comprehend that we are all probably meant to live in harmony and peace on this earth." She tried to reassure their guest.
"You're a good woman, Ingrid." Ludvig commented, his sight drown in hers. "And… you're also very beautiful." He added, his sight slowly sliding from her breaded blonde hair, to the conservative cleavage of her blue dress; before his eyes could brush her breasts, under her sudden blushing and discomfort. "I mean, pardon my directness, your husband is a lucky man."
"Thank you." She finally managed to say, under a shortness of breaths.
"Is it a private conversation or can a man join?" They both heard Yngve's (Mikael's) voice, before turning on themselves to face his approach on the small path.
"Of course." Ingrid smiled to her husband. "I was telling Ludvig that the night couldn't have been more enjoyable for this celebration." She added, before sliding her left arm underneath the one of her husband.
"Thank you for inviting us." Ludvig nodded at Yngve's (Mikael's) arrival; as a sign of respect.
"It's me who should thank you, once more, for saving my son's life." Yngve landed his left hand on the guest's left shoulder. "What would you say, Ludvig; if I would propose to you a friendly duel?"
"At this late hour? You can't be serious?" Ingrid glanced at her husband, with much concerns.
"There are no late hours for Vikings like us, is there, Ludvig?" Yngve pulled Ludvig toward him; while leading them both toward the village. "After all, the children are still up; therefore it can't be this late." He winked at his new friend.
"How could I ever refuse a friendly duel with you?" Ludvig grinned, with anticipation. It has been too long since he had enjoyed the fun game of a duel – This would be a blessing in disguise, even if it was just a friendly joust.
"Are you coming my dear?" Yngve inquired, while turning his head back toward his wife's standing position.
"In a minute." Ingrid reassured him, while watching them walk back toward the big camp fire. She closed her eyes, raising both hands on her burning cheeks. What she had felt in the presence of Ludvig, even for a split of a second, needed to be forgotten.
ooOoo
"Even if I could remember it… It was still a long time ago, Ludvig." Maria finally replied, under a huge lie; while turning her head toward her passenger window. She had started to remember bits and pieces, while seeing images in her head; but had kept it for herself. It was still a big blur to her.
"My ex-wife and ex-friend are reminiscing about their past relationship in my presence? How truly refreshing!" Mikael growled, unhappy.
"Hey? I thought we were friends again?" Ludvig mocked, while smirking.
"Fat chance of that happening; we're simply fighting for the same cause and against the same enemy." Mikael added, before turning his head to glance at Maria. "I bet you had forgotten my presence in this vehicle as well, my dear?"
"Oh that Mikael couldn't even be possible if I would try!" Maria replied, dryly, while rolling her eyes; under both of their laughter.
She suddenly felt Georges' fingers interlacing with her own; with a subtle squeeze of his hand to reassure her.
"Your past doesn't have to be your future, Maria; just remember that, my love." He whispered softly into her ear.
The convoy of jeeps entered the dark tunnel in a perfect line of synchronisation and speed. The first vehicle driven by Petrov as the leader, followed by Elijah, Alexay and Damon, with a few other jeeps filled with provisions and bodyguards. Ludvig's vehicle came to a halt. He parked it on the side of the interior road, before rushing outside the jeep.
"Move your fucking asses out of the jeeps now!" He yelled, while gesturing with both of his arms. "We only have a minute to make the switch!"
"What is he talking about?" Katerina strengthened her upper body on her passenger seat; while grabbing Elijah's right forearm. "And who are these people?"
A few bystanders were approaching each of the jeeps' positions, with the same gender and number of passengers.
"He's making a switch. Your father is so brilliant, Klaus!" Carolina exclaimed, with much excitement and a smile spreading on her lips.
"What do you mean he's making a switch, Carolina?" Katerina turned her head toward her sister.
"If our enemies are tracking us on this road, Petrov is making the switch to blur their track. These random people will take our places inside the jeeps. When the convoy will exit the tunnel; they will continue to follow it; but we won't be in it." Caroline grinned with excitement. "You should be proud of him!"
"I'm ecstatic Carolina; I keep it inside though." Klaus growled, wincing. The single thought to finally grant his biological father an ounce of respect for his heroic way of planning an escape, left him with a sour taste in his mouth.
"Get out, now!" Elijah exclaimed, while pushing his driver's door open; before stepping outside of the vehicle.
"Move your asses out of the jeeps, people; quickly!" Mikael exclaimed, waving his arms and hands toward the last two jeeps.
"We need to get out of the vehicle." Alexay ordered, uncompromisingly; while pushing his own passenger door open.
"Why? What is happening?" Bonnie turned her head toward Kol.
"Oh? Some excitement? Vittorio loves excitement!" The warlock clapped his hands.
"Uncle Petrov is planning a switch, isn't he?" Kol grinned, while rubbing both of his hands together. "He's just a genius! Get out of the car, Bonnie." The Original nodded, in reassurance.
"Ok, ok…" Bonnie agreed, while grabbing her backpack left at her feet.
"What the fuck now?" Damon exclaimed, while turning his head toward his brother.
"I'm not sure, but these four people who are presently walking toward our vehicle and who are looking straight at us. They all look like they want to take our places inside?" Stefan seemed to notice.
"My father is planning a switch." Anastassia came to the conclusion, a smile spreading on her lips.
"What do you mean?" Rebekah asked the redhead.
"Those people will switch places with us. When the convoy will pass the north extremity of the tunnel, we won't be inside of the vehicles." Anastassia informed the blonde Original. "Now get your beautiful ass out of the jeep, Blondie." She added, while stepping outside.
The group leaded their walking steps toward the hidden corridor, inside the tunnel. Their heads bended toward their chests because of the low concrete ceiling.
"What is this place?" Katerina asked Elijah, in a low murmur.
"A way out of the tunnel, I suppose." He shrugged, while grabbing his wife's left hand in his.
"Towards where?" Katerina asked, more; while swallowing a lump in her throat. For some kind of a reason, unknown to herself; something was not adding up in her mind?
"Safety for you, that is for sure." Elijah softly squeezed her hand in reassurance. "How are you holding up with the blood?" He turned his inquiring sight toward the brunette.
"I can handle everything with you by my side." She nodded, a ghost of a smile spreading on her lips.
"I want to do sinful, dirty things to you; but I can't with my entire family by our side." Elijah teased, smirking; while whispering the forbidden words near her left ear.
"And yet you were judging my sister and your brother, previously in the car?" She raised her amorous sight toward his.
"I wasn't judging, I was extremely jealous of them, it's not the same, Katerina." He winked at her, before reprising his walking.
"Where is your father leading us?" Carolina asked her husband, while following his steps in the penumbra of the corridor, her fingers interlacing with his own.
"Toward safety for you." Klaus responded, toneless.
"What do you mean for me? Aren't we all in this?" She squeezed his hand to get an answer.
"Course we are." He frowned, while biting into his bottom lip. If he was not more careful she would smell the subterfuge miles in advance! His wife was not just sexy and pretty … She was extremely intelligent in addition!
"What are you hiding from me?" She asked him more. "You're hiding information from me, I can feel it, Klaus?"
"Nothing, I know nothing … How could I held information from you, if I know nothing, Carolina?" Klaus replied, with a loud sigh escaping his lips.
"Fine! Be that way!" She redraw her hand from his, before stepping in front of his own walking path.
"And where do you think you're going, Love?" He busted, furiously.
"Far away from your lying face!" She snapped back at him, before suddenly feeling a dizzy spell hitting her by surprise.
"Carolina!" Klaus shouted her name, before rushing by her side to catch her falling body in his arms.
"Oh my God! What is happening to her?" Katerina rushed toward Klaus's and her sister's position.
"I don't know; we were talking and she suddenly lost consciousness." Klaus shook his head, dumbfounded; before lowering her unconscious body on the ground.
"What's going on?" Anastassia approached the small group, with Damon close on her steps.
"Like you care?" Klaus snapped at the redhead.
"Ok, you want to be like that, be like that, asshole!" Anastassia replied, dryly.
"Now, now, now … Don't start snapping at each other! We have quite enough on our hands as it is." Damon winced at their exchange.
"Wait, wait… I have a small sample of perfume in my front pocket." Rebekah pulled a small bottle from her pocket.
"You want to make her smell good; while she's unconscious?" Anastassia shook her head in disbelief.
"No, Miss "I know everything"; the strong smell of the perfume could wake her up, did you even think of that?" She kneeled near Carolina, before handing the bottle to Klaus.
"That could actually be a good idea, Rebekah." Maria reached the commotion, before softly caressing her daughter's cheeks. George placed at a few feet of distance from her standing position. "I'm sure; this is nothing to worry about – Carolina probably forgot to eat this morning?"
"It could work." Klaus nodded, before waving the small container under Carolina's nostrils.
"Damn if I didn't know better, brother dearest; I would say that you got your girl knocked up!" Anastassia mocked, with a small laugher.
"Obviously, you know nothing!" Klaus lashed out at his half-sister.
"Ok, come with me; before you could make more damage with your snaky tongue!" Damon pulled Anastassia at a few feet of distance from the group.
"Hey! You're not my boss!" She squirmed to free herself of his strong grip.
"She's pregnant." Alexay whispered near Petrov's head, who has held his walking pace to wait for the group, at a near setback standing position.
"It was to be expected." Petrov whispered back to his right arm man. "That's why the plan is the best solution we could have come up with. We need to keep Carolina safe."
"You're right." Alexay agreed with a single nod of the head.
Carolina finally opened her eyes, while coughing several times at the strong smell of the perfume.
"What is this?" She raised her sight at her husband and sister.
"Bad taste in perfume, obviously!" Anastassia commented, from a few feet of distance.
"Oh just make her shut-up Damon, would you?!" Rebekah shouted at the vampire.
"Can you stand, Love?" Klaus asked, mostly concerned; while sliding his left arm around her waist.
"Yes." Carolina nodded, a smile spreading on her lips. "Wow! I'm literally the weakest link in this group, aren't I?" She came to the conclusion, while losing her smile.
"Don't say that, it's not true." Klaus responded, while brushing her forehead of a sweet kiss. "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm better. It's entirely my fault I forgot to eat breakfast this morning." Carolina explained herself, shyly.
"Here!" Kol brought Carolina a granola bar, after Bonnie had handed one to him, from her backpack.
"Thanks' bro?" Carolina grabbed the bar, before unwrapping its paper.
"De nada, Sis!" He winked back at her.
"Ok, people; Carolina is fine; we need to move now." Elijah yelled to the group.
"Why do I feel there's more to my human daughter-in-law unconsciousness than a simple lack of vitamins and iron in her blood?" Mikael crossed his arms in front of his chest, while approaching Petrov's standing position.
"Because you have a wild imagination, my friend." Petrov smiled, before reprising his walking steps inside the concrete corridor.
"Or maybe, it's because I can smell a dead rat, when there is one near?" Mikael added, without Petrov answering his imply.
Elijah glanced at Klaus, who nodded discreetly; before glancing in return at Kol, Stefan and Damon; who nodded, themselves, in return.
"So, uncle Petrov…" Kol exclaimed, out of the blue. "Brilliant plan of yours, the "switch" thing, I mean."
"Except from the fact that all of you almost ruined it! 1 minute 15 seconds; you made me lose 15 precious seconds of my scheduled plan! It could have easily ruined everything!" Ludvig growled unhappy; while leading the marching group toward an additional hidden corridor inside the tunnel.
"Give them a chance, Petrov; they are young apprentices after all." Mikael commented, under a small laughter.
"Well, so sorry your highness!" Kol made a comical reverence. "If we had known that you had planned this switch, we would have moved our asses quicker!"
"Kol, lower you voice!" Bonnie grabbed the Original's right upper arm to retain his momentum.
"Tell me something young Mikaelson?" Petrov turned on himself, while approaching Kol's standing position. "You think I'm a fool? You think I don't plan ahead, that I'm not trying to cover my tracks?"
"Didn't say that." Kol shook his head. "I think you're actually a brilliant man, Ludivg Petrov." He added. "The proof, my brother Nicklaus is certainly one heck of a hybrid. And don't we always say that the apple don't fall far from the tree, right?" He commented more. "But, you're inconsiderate, stubborn, and you'll think about yourself before the others."
"If he was not your son, I would kill him on the spot!" Ludvig growled; while glancing at Mikael.
"Present your apologies to Ludvig, now, Kol!" Mikael grabbed his son by the shoulders, his sight drown in his.
"Go to hell! It's not like I'll listen to you. You're no better than him; you've abandoned your own children for so long that you have forgotten how to be a father to them." Kol spitted in his father's face.
"That's enough!" Maria exclaimed, dryly.
"Sorry." Petrov nodded. "Please accept our apologies for this loud exchange of harsh words, Maria."
"You're all acting like children. We have enough on our hands with this lethal threat above our heads, we don't need to put your huge egos in top of everything!" Maria added.
"You're right, Maria; all of you women don't need to put this on your shoulders." George took a step forward the patriarch woman, under her inquiring sight; before entering a syringe in her neck. "Shush, you'll be fine." He whispered near her left ear, before catching her falling body in his arms.
"What the hell is going on, father?" Anastassia exclaimed, in shock; before feeling a syringe entering her upper arm. "Damon?" She turned on herself to face the young vampire, disappointment plastered on her face.
"Sorry baby!" Damon let a shy smile spread on his face, before catching the redhead in his arms.
"Don't you…" Rebekah pointed a finger toward Stefan, before falling in his arms herself.
"I got you, Rebekah." He whispered, while softly caressing her hair; easing her fall into unconsciousness.
"You do this, Elijah; and I'll never forgive you!" Katerina pointed a finger toward her husband, who held a syringe in his right hand; before taking a few steps away from him.
"It's a chance I'll have to take, beautiful." He responded, while swallowing a lump in his throat; a wave of regrets taking his soul hostage. This was killing him! But they have all put this plan into motions to keep them all safe, after all.
The brunette vampire rushed toward the opposite side of the corridor, before feeling two strong hands pulling her back toward him, with a firm grip on his waist.
"No, no … Elijah; please?" Katerina begged him, before feeling the needle entering her neck. "No…" She sobbed, tears rolling on her cheeks; before slowly closing her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, so, so sorry, Katerina." He whispered, while holding his wife tightly near his chest, his head tucked in the hollow of her right shoulder.
"What are you waiting for?" Carolina raised her chin in the air, with her cold gaze drown in the emptiness of the corridor. She raised her left upper arm in front of her husband's sight. "I won't scream, or battle against you, if this is what you're afraid of. I, pretty much, don't care what you could do to me." She shrugged her shoulders, indifferent.
"I don't have a syringe on me." Klaus shook his head, while swallowing a lump in his throat. "What we did, it's for … It's for your own good, Love. We need to keep all of you safe from this threat."
"Fuck you, Klaus!" Carolina replied, slyly. "Fuck all of you, for thinking that we are weak as women and that we serve no purpose to all of you!" She growled more. "Especially me, because I'm a human!" She busted, in a louder voice.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me, Carolina?" He begged, while pulling her near his chest; before placing a handkerchief in front of her parted lips.
She let a stifled cry escape her mouth; squirming, kicking her four members to free herself from the drug; before falling into a deep unconsciousness for the second time around.
"You take on additional step and I'll kill you; I swear I'll set your ass on fire, Kol!" Bonnie pointed a finger at the Original, anger spreading in her body faster than a wild fire would burn a house.
She had rushed away from the scene after seeing Maria being drugged; running away as fast as she had been able to, to reach some kind of exit.
"Ok, ok, darling … Look I don't have any syringe on me!" Kol raised both of his opened palms, as a peace offering. "Can we talk?"
"Why … Why did you drug the others?" She stammered through her sentence. "So it was all a setup from the beginning?"
"We want all of you safe, Bonnie. We can't risk all of your life in this battle against the church." Kol replied, honestly to her; while lowering both his arms and hands down. "And yes; we have all agreed with Petrov's plan; except we didn't know when it would take place, and we had no idea about the switch in the tunnel." He added, before taking a step toward her.
"Stay where you are!" Bonnie warned him, once more. "Or I swear…" She added, taking a deep breath inside her lungs; before raising her hand on her neck; where a needle was embedded in her skin.
"I'm sorry, Bonnie." Kol rushed to catch her falling body in his arms, before turning his head toward Alexay; who was holding a gun in his hand. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it." Alexay nodded.
Thank you, as always, for reading the "Fool me once…" chapter, guys!
Now… This chapter was so much fun to write! I bet you did not see that particular plot coming at you? ;) This was probably one of the most exciting updates for me to write, because it has portrayed the men in such a state of turmoil over their decisions to drug the women to keep them all safe in a remote location, while they will battle this lethal weapon/threat the church is sending after them, and their species in general.
Next chapter is titled: "And I fool you twice!" – If you are a little perceptive; you'll have a good idea of what turn of events the next chapter will bring to you ;)
Love you all;
Lovely Vero
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