K I N G • KLAUS MIKAELSON [1]

catch me if you can

RIVER laid strewn across Stefan's bed, Rebekah beside him, reading the younger Salvatore's diary as said vampire exited his bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips. River smirked, whistling in Stefan's direction.

"I know you were daggered for a little while, but knocking is still a thing" Stefan stated.

"So is writing in your diary apparently" Rebekah retorted "I'm just checking for doubts"

"You can never be too cautious when it comes to love" River began "One minute, you're begging me to compel Elena from your mind, and the next, I'm up coffin creek with a dagger in my back"

"Right" Stefan sighed "Well, you can read it all you want, I'm done with her"

"Until we find the cure, right?" Rebekah turned the page, Stefan ignoring her "Hey, I'm talking to you"

"Oh, I know you are" Stefan poured himself a drink "I'm ignoring you"

"Look, we're at a bit of a disadvantage in this whole race for the cure" River stood "Team Klaus has Jeremy the hunter, team Shane has Bonnie the witch-"

"If you're here to remind me of our last place status, I'm very well aware" Stefan sighed.

"Actually we have a plan" Rebekah stood up "The cure is buried with Silas, that ancient evil guy my brother Kol is afraid of,Shane was so eager to prove his existence that he gave away that he has one of the keys to resurrecting him, his headstone"

"I see" Stefan nodded "You wanna steal it"

"Yes, and then Team Shane will have to join Team Rebekah, and Team Klaus will be left out in the cold where he belongs" River smirked.

Stefan turned to River, studying him for a moment before nodding.

-

River rummaged through Shane's office, Stefan and Rebekah doing the same, scattered about the room.

"Well" Stefan slammed a drawer shut "Headstone's not here"

"Don't ripper out on us" Rebekah taunted "We'll find it"

"Oh, you're all bottled up" River smirked "You need a release"

"Maybe we can find a voodoo doll or something" Rebekah grinned.

River opened a desk drawer, shoving things aside before finding a jar of herbs.

"Ah, this should do the trick" River smirked "Exactly what you need, the professor's stash of herbs"

"Not interested" Stefan dismissed.

"What happened to you? You were so much fun in the twenties" Rebekah frowned.

"I was a psychotic killer with no emotions in the 1920s" Stefan replied.

"You may have been a killer, but you were far from emotionless, Stefan" Rebekah corrected with a smile "You had a blast, I know you remember, the jazz, the booze, our little table at Gloria's...don't make me compel it out of you"