Good to You

Chapter Fifteen

Rebekah let out a grunt as she landed on her back with a thud followed by a boot being pressed against her throat. "If you were wearing heels I would accuse you of using my own move against me."

Caroline grinned pleased with herself, she removed her foot from its poised position above her neck and offered a hand to Rebekah to help her up.

Rebekah looked from Caroline's hand to Caroline before reaching her own out and grasping it, her lips formed a slow smirked. She pulled hard, yanking Caroline down and turning swiftly, pinning Caroline to the ground, her hand wrapped around her throat. "Never offer your hand to your enemy."

"I should have no problem remembering that," Caroline grunted, pushing at Rebekah. "Get off."

Rebekah smirked, releasing Caroline and pushing to her feet, dusting herself off. "You're improving."

"Really?" Caroline got back to her feet, dusting herself off.

"You're not ready to take on an original but I'm certain you could now handle the average vampire, even some of the older ones."

"Damn, there goes my dream of taking you down one day." Caroline joked. "I'll just have to keep training till it's a possibility."

"Poor, poor, Caroline, that is never going to happen." Rebekah shook her head in mock pity.

Caroline laughed. "Thanks for the training, Rebekah. I'm gonna go get cleaned up, wash this dirt off." Plus it was around the time her mother usually called to check in on her.

"You know, I think getting out of Mystic Falls was the best thing to happen to you," Rebekah informed her.

"How so?" Caroline wondered.

"Well, I find you infinitely more tolerable." Rebekah smiled. "I might even like you now but just a bit."

"Just a bit?" Caroline asked with a small grin.

"Just a little bit," Rebekah smirked, parting her index and thumb, just an inch apart.

Caroline shook her head with a laugh. "Well, it's an improvement to when we were always at each other's throats."

"That it is indeed." Rebekah agreed.

Caroline smiled and headed into the house.

Klaus and Elijah sat opposite each other in the living room, both were reading. Klaus was reading "A Poison Tree" by William Blake and Elijah was reading one of his mother's grimoires.

The body of a dead girl laid across the coffee table, classical music playing in the background.

After changing out the clothes she wore when she was training Caroline, now wearing a black dress, Rebekah entered the room. "So, this is what you do the first time we're back together as a family? I train Caroline to fight while the two of you have vampire book club?"

Klaus didn't even bother to look up from his book. "Reading edifies the mind, sister. Isn't that right, Elijah?"

"Yes, that's quite right, Niklaus," Elijah responded.

"And what's this business?" Rebekah waved a hand to the dead girl on the table, her blood dripping onto the table and carpet beneath.

"This is a..." Elijah paused before finally admitting. "I don't know what this is. A peace offering perhaps?"

"It's not a peace offering. Peace is overrated." Klaus stated. "I presumed, after so much time desiccating in a coffin, that my big brother might be a bit peckish."

"And I explained to my little brother, that forgiveness cannot be bought. I'd simply prefer to see a change in behavior that indicates contrition and personal growth." Said Elijah stated.