On The Run

Chapter 20

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Bonnie walked several blocks to Sophie apartment as they made random chit chat about nothing in particular. The neighborhood was a more modernized part of the Quarter, a large brick building with multiple stories but it didn't have the same ancient feel as most of the old buildings. They were about to part ways when Sophie stopped Bonnie with her words,

"Who is Caroline exactly or I mean to Klaus at least? She just seemed to show up out of nowhere and will crazy abilities." Sophie asked with a timid voice. "I have heard dozens of stories about Klaus Mikealson and none of them have involved him having friends."

"I don't know exactly what is going on between those two but I can tell you it is more than friends and certainly more physical." Bonnie wanted to laugh at the other witches confused and slightly appalled face. "I have a very good assumption that she is one of the few people to keep Klaus Mikealson in place."

"She has a ruthless side that puts the rest of the coven on edge. Caroline nearly snapped my sister's wrist off earlier and she didn't blink twice about it." Sophie added.

"Caroline only did that because your coven attacked first and she also offered to heal her immediately." Bonnie spoke sternly. "She isn't like Klaus, Caroline can be trusted to keep her word. If she said she would help you find the missing witches, she will. "

Sophie nodded her head in understanding before turning to enter her apartment building. Bonnie watched her leave as she fished out her cell phone from her back pocket and hit one of the contacts. After a few rings the male voice she needed came across the other side,

"Hey I think we need your help. Rebekah and Caroline are about to go off to do something stupid and they could use our help." Bonnie paused to let the other voice speak and shook her head slightly to the voice, "Good, bring 'em."

"So we're just going to waltz right in there and demand the witch on a silver platter? You're such a genius." Katherine's voice conveyed a fraudulent tone and her eyes rolled so hard they could have made it across the street.

"And what would you suppose we do, peasant girl?" Rebekah stopped in the middle of a not so busy street to cross her arms and her head lifted higher, looking her nose down upon the Doppelganger. It was no secret these two loathed one another but Caroline failed to realize how much so until this moment as she stood between her two closest friends. The three remaining vampires were on their way to the O'Connell church that Marcel's nightwalkers stayed in.

"Well for starters cupcake I would at least case the building first. You know see who and how many are inside or maybe get a little insider information from one of this Marcel guys lackeys. You remember you can compel vampires right?" Katherine crossed her arms right back at the Original.

"If your scared of a little fight Darling you can take a seat on the curb with the other children." Rebekah happily let a side smirk come to her lips.

"We all aren't a thousand years old or have stealthy mental abilities."

"Oh my goodness shut up!" Caroline rang her fingers through her hair and dropped them like dead weight to her sides. "I've heard this for ten minutes now and I'm so close to taking of my own ears, Van Gogh style."

"Perhaps you should think twice about the friends you make, Caroline. You shouldn't lower yourself to such trash." Rebekah's held her icy glare.

"We can't all be a spoiled, love starved princesses who would bend over for any man that said I love you ..." Katherine sneered but her remaining insights were cut off by being slammed against the brick wall in a nearby alley. Rebekah had the curly brunettes throat in a iron grip as Caroline huffed while following after them.