Timeless
Chapter Five.
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"Elena," He nodded his head. "What can I do for you?"
"I'm looking for Caroline."
"Ah yes, the blonde. The last I saw her, she was with Klaus, drinking her way through my blood bag storage." The smirk remained on his face.
"Where is she?" Elena demanded, a scowl suddenly appearing on her face.
"Elena?" A female voice called and Elena looked past Damon, spotting Caroline walking towards her. "I thought I heard you! What are you doing here?"
"You would know that, Caroline, if you answered your phone!" Caroline suddenly looked sheepish.
"I left it upstairs... sorry."
"Come on, let's go. We have a lot of things to do today!"
"Actually, Elena. I'm going to stay here. Klaus is going to take me out for dinner later on. He's taking me to his favourite Italian restaurant. You know how much I like Italian food!"
"Caroline! We talked about this-"
"I know.. and we can talk about it some more later on, okay?"
"No, not okay Care!"
"Oh, relax Elena." A second voice said making Elena glance to the side. Klaus was leaning against the door frame, a warm smile on his face. "Come inside and have a drink."
"Not a hope in hell." She sneered, glancing in Damon's direction with a look of distaste on her face. "Caroline, when you come to your senses.. I'll be at the motel waiting." Elena spun around on her heels and began to walk away.
"You could be waiting a while then sweetheart!" Damon called out to her, a smirk on his face. Elena spun back around, glaring at him.
"Call me sweetheart again and I'll rip your head from your shoulders!" She threatened.
"Ooh, feisty. Try me, sweetheart." He raised a confident eyebrow, his smirk growing. Elena thrust herself forward, going for his throat when suddenly, a flash of blonde was between her and Damon.
"Elena, stop!" Caroline snapped,
"Caroline, what are you doing?" Elena growled. "Get out of the way."
"Elena, please. You're better than this. Go back to the motel. I'll meet you there."
Without a second look at Caroline, disgusted at her friends obvious alliance, she took off at rocket speed, heading back towards town and the motel.
Elena had arrived back at the hotel and had been sat in the same spot for the past ten minutes. Just when she was starting to think that Caroline wasn't going to bother turning up, the lock clicked and the motel door was pushed open revealing a mass of blonde hair. Caroline looked up at her and sighed, taking a step towards her best friend.
"Elena, listen-"
"No, Caroline," said Elena. "You listen!"
"But-"
"I can't believe that you would choose a guy you have just met over me, Caroline! After all we have been through! I thought we were in this together!"
"We are in this together, Lena'," said Caroline, walking closer to Elena. "You know I love you and you know that I would do anything for you."
"You have a funny way of showing it," replied Elena. "You're practically stuck to Klaus's side!"
"Klaus is amazing, Elena. I wish you would give him a chance."
"It's not Klaus that I have the problem with," Elena told her.
"Klaus said that Damon is difficult to get used to but once you do, he is a wonderful, loyal friend."
"I'm not to sure about that," muttered Elena, her mind drifting to Damon's cocky attitude.
"Please, Elena. I need you to give them both a chance," Caroline pleaded. "I really like Klaus."
"You've only just met him!" cried Elena.
"Elena, please." Caroline's eyes were large and Elena practically melted. This girl was like a sister to her and she meant the world to her. She hated to see her upset like this. With a sigh, Elena nodded her head.
"Okay, what do you want me to do?" Caroline squealed with delight and pulled Elena in for a huge hug. Elena laughed and hugged the blonde back. She just wanted her to be happy.
"Come to dinner tonight? Klaus's place?" The blonde asked her and she nodded.
"Okay, I'll be there," Elena agreed and a huge smile broke out on the other vampire's face.
"Brilliant! I'll go tell him!" With a whoosh, she was gone and Elena laughed. That was one of the things she had always loved about Caroline, her ability to become excited about the simple things. Elena hadn't found herself being excited about anything in years.
Elena smoothed out her little black dress and stared up at the large white house in front of her. Was she really going to do this? Yes, For Caroline! She would do anything for her and if that meant playing nice with Damon, she would.
Taking a step forward, she reached out and knocked lightly on the doorknocker. She could hear movement inside the house and a few moments later, the door was pulled open and Klaus appeared, Caroline at his side.
"Elena!" He said in his thick British accent, a smile on his face. "I'm so glad you could make it."
"Thank you for the invite, Klaus." Elena said courteously. She glanced at Caroline who stared right back, the corner of her mouth twitching into a smile as she mouthed the words 'thank you'.
"It's no problem. Come in then," replied Klaus, stepping away from the door and allowing Elena to walk inside. "Drink?"
"Sure," said Elena. She looked around the large house, her eyes shifting to the staircase.
"Here you go," Elena turned and looked at Klaus who was handing her a glass of white wine. She took it and took a large swig. She was going to need it.
"So Elena, how did you and Caroline meet?" asked Klaus, obviously curious. Elena stiffened and her eyes shifted her Caroline whose eyes widened and she shook her head ever so slightly. Klaus didn't seem to notice as his eyes were on Elena, waiting for an answer.
"Looks like we have a little secret on our hands, ladies." She could practically hear the smirk on his face from behind her. She span around and came face to face with Damon.
"How nice to see you again, Damon." She said, her expression completely straight and emotionless. She put the glass to her lips and took another drink of the wine, draining the contents. Looks like this was going to be a long night.
"Don't pretend, sweetheart. Lying isn't attractive," smirked Damon, throwing her a wink. Elena simply scowled at him.
"How about we all sit down for dinner," Caroline said, hoping that the pair wouldn't start a fight.
"What a wonderful idea, love." smiled Klaus and he moved them through the spacious dining room. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling and a thick, obviously old wooden table was set in the middle of the room. Against the walls were large bookcases filled with hundreds of books, new and old and the walls were full of beautiful paintings of landscapes and family portraits. Elena took a seat beside Caroline and her eyes scanned the walls, landing on a portrait of Klaus with two other men and a woman.
"More wine, Elena?" She heard her name and turned to see a young lady offering a bottle. Klaus was the one who had spoke but she nodded and the woman began to fill her glass with what looked like very expensive white wine, not that she knew much about it. "I see you have taken a liking to one of my more recent family portraits."
"Who are they?" asked Elena before she could stop herself, her curiosity could get the better of her.
"They are my family," Klaus answered, his mouth twitching up into a fond smile. " The bloke on my right is my younger brother Kol and on the right of him is my older brother, Elijah."
"And the girl?" The blonde in the painting looked beautiful and regal, like a princess.
"That is my little sister, Rebekah. " Elena nodded and was about to ask where they were now when Damon interrupted her.
"Curious, aren't we," muttered Damon, taking a drink of his whiskey. Elena turned to him and narrowed her eyes.
"Oh shut up,"
"Touchy," Damon chuckled just as plates were placed in front of them. Salmon on a bed of salad with garlic and herb potatoes. Elena sliced at the salmon with her cutlery and took a bite, thinking she could finish her meal and go. Damon, however, had other ideas.
"Now, back to this little secret of yours. Why is the story of you ladies meeting such a bad one?"
"Who said it was?" Klaus asked him.
"The looks on their faces when you asked said it all, friend." Damon told him and immediately, Klaus turned to Caroline, his face softened.
"What is it love?"
"It's nothing," insisted Caroline, faking a smile and placing her hand on his.
"Oh please," Damon pressed. "It's defiantly more than nothing,"
"It's none of your business, Damon!" snapped Elena, her eyes growing dark.
"On the contrary, sweetheart," His smirk was back then. "You're in my house, remember."
"What did I say about calling me sweetheart!" She growled, practically throwing her knife and fork down on the plate.
"I don't really remember." Damon said to her, popping a potato in his mouth. "Everything you say to me is in such a high-pitched squeal, it's hard to understand."
Elena let out a scream and stood up from the table. Flying around to him using vampire speed, she reached out and grabbed him by the throat, throwing him at the wall.
"Elena!" Caroline screamed, shocked at her friends behavior. "Elena, stop!"
Elena had already flew over to him and had smacked him hard across the face with her fist. Damon was knocked for a second, almost shocked that it was happening before he flew at her and flipped her up and over his head. She landed with a loud thud, her back slamming down against the wooden flooring. Damon was down with her, his hand clasped around her throat and his fangs bared.
"I'm older than you, sweetheart." said Damon. "Best not try that again." He released his grip on her throat and stood up, picking up his whiskey glass. Elena was up in a second and she glanced over at Caroline, who looked simply appalled at her.
"I'm sorry, Caroline. I can't stay here anymore," Elena told her. "I'm leaving, now. Are you coming?"
Caroline looked between Klaus and Elena and felt her heart rip in two.
"Elena, I-"
"No, Caroline. I understand." said Elena. "But I won't be here to pick up the pieces this time. I mean it, I'm leaving and I'll not be back."
"Elena, please. Don't leave me! You can't leave me!"
"Good riddance if you ask me," Damon muttered, his mouth around the whiskey glass. Elena smiled slowly before glancing down at the chair in front of her. She placed her hands on the back of it and picked it up of the ground, suddenly throwing the chair full speed at the wall. Caroline let out a gasp as Elena picked up the wooden chair leg. Using her vampire speed, Elena flew towards Damon and stabbed him straight through the stomach with the wooden leg. Damon let out a yell and the glass smashed as it hit the floor, grasping the wood and trying to pull it out. Elena stepped towards him so she was right up against him.
"No one did ask you, did they Damon?" she spat and then, she was gone. Klaus rushed over to Damon and gave the stake a yank, pulling it out. Damon gasped and fell to the floor. Caroline felt tears falling and she stared out the window, looking for any sign of the brunette vampire who had become her sister in 1922.
"ELENA!"
Well! It has been a while, hasn't it lovelies!
I'm back though and I'm very excited to continue this story!
I know they all might seem slightly out of character but that is the point. They aren't meant to be the same people they are in the show.
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