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Jan 26, 2018

The Great Stockholm Adventure, P1

Caroline awoke to two things: blinding light & aroma of delicious hot coco.

She rose with a groan, focusing her eyes on the familiar figure sitting on the bed side and to the steaming cup she held out. Caroline happily intercepted the mug, enjoying both the warmth and the richness it radiated.

“Thank you. You’re a God-sent,” she mumbled on the rim, savoring the concoction. It tasted like heaven. “Where are we?” She finally asked, utterly confused as she took in their surroundings.

The hotel room was huge. And that was just the bedroom! Hell, there was a chandelier hanging above them. Were ceilings usually that high? Besides the point. A freaking chandelier! A glitzy, gold, very antique looking one, and oh so beautiful. Ah, she could cry. If that wasn’t fancy enough, the view was to die for. The heavy drapes were pulled apart to revealing an ocean view. Was that an ocean? It was some sort of harbor, with plenty of boats docked by the street – and she had never seen so many old buildings like the ones she was seeing. They were huge, probably uber historic, too. She could see everything – the windows were huge. They touched the floor and the ceiling! Once her eyes could adjust to the light, she could definitely appreciate the view.

Shit – was that a balcony, too!?

She was tempted to scramble out of bed, just to pry the doors apart to fully appreciate the city, but Katherine blocked her. Caroline’s eyes wandered to the other part of the room. Past Katherine were a set of very tall, French-looking doors that led into an even bigger room.

It looked luxurious. It smelled expensive. It was definitely way beyond Caroline’s budget.

“How’d we get here?” Caroline stammered as the realization dawned. “How did we pay for this?”

“Not sure,” Katherine bit her bottom lip. However, the elder vampire had a twinkle in her devilish eyes. “I know we’re in Stockholm. I have no idea how we got here though.”

“How drunk did we get?” Caroline asked, more so to herself.

“Drunk enough to… steal passports,” Katherine reached over to the table and plucked the two booklets. She started to chuckled and grinned. “We must have compelled our way through the airport because there is no way this is legitimate.”

Her laughter was contagious as Caroline looked at the photo identifications.

“No way,” Caroline joined. “Oh no, how on earth did we get our hands on this? Are these… are these the passports Stefan forged? Because that’s definitely meant for Elena but, really, Rebecca? Really, Stefan? How original,” she couldn’t help but grin, shaking with laughter. “You must have claimed this one. What’s the other one?”

Katherine smirked. “This one belongs to,” she snorted, “Miss. Barbara Wolf.”

“How much you want to bet Damon had something to do with that one?” Caroline raised a brow. “I don’t even look like that. He had to pull that photo off some generic Stock Photos site. Ugh. As if.”

“Well, it got us here!” Katherine boasted, very much amused.

Caroline joined in, laughing along.

“How drunk did we have to get to steal passports, book a flight across the ocean, and snag a dream of a room? By the way, how the hell did we manage that? Did we steal someone’s card? Oh God, please no. Ugh.” She discarded her cup onto the table and covered her face with both hands.

That’d get someone hot on their trail.

“Nope,” Katherine reassured. “We must have taken Stefan’s emergency stash, too. I counted what’s left of it. Wanna hit the shops later?”

“Seriously?” Caroline didn’t bother to fight the smile on her face. “This is amazing.”

“We must have been plastered,” Katherine shook her head in disbelief.

“It must have taken us… I remember raiding Damon’s stash at, like, midnight…”

“The flight is easily twelve hours,” Katherine contributed.

“Twelve hours?? Half a day??” Caroline gawked.

“Don’t forget, we have a six-hour difference here. We’re…” she leaned over to look at the clock, “six hours ahead. Right now, it’s almost noon.”

“So, it’s six-am back home,” Caroline reclined back into the pillows. “Give or take the half-day we killed, we probably left… okay, no, I can’t compute any of that yet. Ugh. My head is still reeling.”

“Either way. We here. Not there. We have sufficient funds to kill. We stole their stuff. All in all, we made out like bandits.” Katherine grinned broadly.

“We did, didn’t we?” Caroline giggled.

“We certainly did,” Katherine gloated. “We’re going to use this opportunity to test your new knowledge on Villainy. Considering this a field trip for Villain 101. How does it feel to be on the bad side for once?”

“The view is great,” Caroline joked. “I don’t mind field experience. Ooh – did we bring clothes? I can’t exactly go out like this,” Caroline gestured to her pajama set.

Katherine nodded to the duffle bag discarded by the dresser. “Even when you’re drunk, you came prepared. You brought extra luggage, too. It’s in the living room.”

“We have a living room?” Caroline exclaimed incredulously.

“Oh, by the way. Our phones are dead. I have them charged in the kitchen. I’m not sure if we should turn them on.” Katherine looked weary.

“Oh,” Caroline cringed. She already anticipated the onslaught of messages.

“Wanna play a game?” Katherine enticed.

“What kind of game?”

“To see who got the most calls,” Katherine shrugged.

“Oh, I’d definitely win,” Caroline asserted confidently. “Stefan is probably losing his mind. Klaus…. Klaus would know by now because neither Stefan or Damon can keep their lips shut for once moment. Oh, Klaus…. Fuck my life! He’s going to blow up my phone. Then he’s going to send his little spies to find me. Then… oh God, he’s never going to let up! Fuck my life. I just have to pick them, don’t I? Then Bonnie… Bonnie will be just as bad. Elena, eh, I don’t think she’d be the worst of them. MOM! HOLY – Oh God, my mom is going to be worried sick! Shit! Shit! Shit!”

“Elijah will be nosy. ‘Where are you, Katerina?’ ‘Answer me, Katerina. I won’t ask twice.’ ‘Katerina, if you don’t respond within the next hour…’ Ugh, you’d think I’d get peace from the man after he broke up with me! Stefan will be infuriated, obviously. I stole his stash and his best friend. I’m not the least bit remorseful,” Katherine winked.

“Ugh, okay, let’s get this over with,” Caroline rose, ignoring the drop of her stomach. Now was not the time to be anxious. She shook off her blanket and slid out the other side of the bed. “I’m going to need all the coffee I can get my hands on while we wait out the phone-apocalypse.”

“There’s a charming little shop in the lobby,” Katherine chirped. “By the time we get back, our phones will be positively full. How about it?”

“Extra expresso, please,” Caroline pouted.

“I can buy you all the expresso,” Katherine grinned. She waved a wad of cash she had grabbed from the dresser. “Maybe even some strudel.”

“I would love some strudel,” Caroline smiled.

Before leaving the room, Katherine had grabbed the key card and turned on both phones resting by the sink. They closed the heavy door behind them before the incessant bell of notifications erupted from either device.

The women looped arms and took their time canvassing the hall.

“Ooh! You should see their pool! I saw it earlier when I was grabbing breakfast! It’s gorgeous. It just like, a room, just full of water, that you walk into! You just right in and they have live fire above the water’s surface in the corners! Remind me to book a spa treatment before we leave. Their facility is to die for.”

“How did you wake up earlier than me?” Caroline retorted. “Did we pack bathing suits?”

“You packed four. I don’t know what we planned but you took care of everything.” Katherine chuckled. “Also, I’m older, and I have a greater tolerance. Hey, I let you sleep in. Be grateful.”

“I am grateful,” Caroline preened. She leaned into Katherine. “Thank you, Katherine, for pulling me into your deviancy. Aren’t I such a good student?”

“The best one. You’re going to excel Villain 101.” Katherine patted her head. “Ooh, you need to brush this out.” She played with a loose curl.

“Hey! Coffee first,” Caroline stuck out her tongue out.

“Coffee first,” Katherine agreed.

The girls were met cheerfully at the coffee stand. The barista amazed them with his speediness and Caroline thanked him profusely for the delicious product. He spoke loose English. Katherine, in turn, thanked him in his native tongue, earning a beaming smile from the young man. Of course, Katherine knew Swedish. What didn’t she know? At least Caroline was comforted she had a fluent translator.

Caroline made a note to self to buy some sort of book. She would try to pick up some of language during her stay.

They took their time returning to their room. Both were hesitant to be greeted by what waited on their phones.

“Here goes nothing,” Caroline groaned unexcitedly.

The pair was met with silence.

“Maybe there aren’t that many messages,” Caroline smiled meekly. They approached the counter hesitantly and simultaneously lifted their phones. Their stomachs churned.

“Alright, we should count missed calls first,” Katherine pitched.

“Collectively? Or per person?” Caroline inquired.

“Collectively,” Katherine replied after a moment’s pondering.

“One… Two… Three… On!” Caroline lead.

Their home screens lit up brightly.

“I have fourteen missed calls,” Katherine announced. “Eight from Stefan, three from Damon, two from Elijah – wow – just two? Asshole… and one from Little Miss Perfect.”

Caroline gawked at her screen. “Yeah, this in insane. Seventy-seven missed calls. Just calls! Holy shit! nineteen from my mother alone…. Since yesterday! Oh God, she’s going to be a mess. Okay, um, eighteen from Stefan, eleven from Bonnie, four from Elena, three from Damon, and – are you fucking kidding me – get this, Katherine – twenty-two from Mystic Fall’s least favorite Hybrid.”

“Alright, you won the phone call category. What about voice mail?”

“This is not going to be pretty,” Caroline cringed.

“I’ll go and then you go. Let’s choose…. This one,” Katherine decided. “This is from our favorite Bunny-eater.”

“’Katherine, where are you? Is Caroline okay? Why won’t she answer the phone? Call me back as soon as you can. We’re worried sick.’ Well, that one was mild. I’m guessing that was before he lost his sanity. Okay, you go.”

“Let’s… I’m not ready to hear my mom quite yet… neither am I ready to hear Bonnie… and Stefan is probably going to say the same thing… ugh, okay, Damon only left one, so let’s click that one. ‘Hey blondie, what the hell were you thinking? Get your ass back here! Stefan is going crazy, Bonnie is on a rampage, your mother is in a panic, and you know what? The faster the you get back here, the less trouble you’re going to be in. Everyone is pissed. I’m so close to calling the Big Baddy.’”

“I have six more,” Katherine read from her screen.

“I have twenty-nine,” Caroline deadpanned.

“You’re a popular girl,” Katherine sniggered.

“How about you play Elijah’s?” Caroline teased.

“If only you play Klaus’s,” Katherine was game.

“Pick which one,” she showed her screen, listing the dozen he had left in her mailbox. Katherine boomed with laughter.

“Well, Elijah, let’s hear what you have to say.” Katherine sneered. “’Katerina, what have you done with Caroline? My brother is upset. The misfits are out for your head. What have you gotten yourself into now? I’m not happy. I expect an answer.’”

“Direct,” Caroline noted.

“Ironic,” Katherine rolled her eyes. “He told me he wanted nothing to do with me.”

“But he insists on knowing about your whereabouts,” Caroline smirked. “Actions speak louder than words.”

“He’s a prick. Just like his brother. Speaking about that bastard, let’s hear what he has to say. In fact, since you have so many to choose from…. here, let me pick one.” Caroline obliged Katherine and extended her phone. Katherine mused for a second before selecting a random choice.

“’Caroline, answer your phone! I am not amused. Katherine is not someone you should be associating yourself with! I understand you have a particular habit of forgiving certain breeds, but she is a pedigree bitch that will have no qualms about disposing you should she grow bored! You can see how that concerns me. I need to know where you’re at. We will be having words about your choice of company when I find you.’”

“Wow,” Katherine swallowed. “That was a bit much.”

“Pedigree bitch? Now sure if you should be insulted or flattered,” Caroline snorted.

“Disposable? Please, you’re one of my first, true friends. I wouldn’t get rid of you that easily,” Katherine scrunched her nose. “See’s how little he knows.”

“Aww, you care,” Caroline teased.

“Sounds like so does he,” Katherine pointed. “You have him wrapped around that little finger of yours. Can we play the rest?”

“Uh, no. I need to call my mom ASAP. She should know I’m safe.”

“Oh, by the way, twenty-three text messages.” Katherine read aloud.

“Ha, beat you again. I have fifty-eight. It’s been less than twenty-four hours. What the hell…”

Caroline found her mother’s number and hit the CALL button without hesitation. She barley had to wait for it to ring before her mother’s voice all but shrieked.

“Caroline! Is that you? Are you okay? Where are you? Caroline? Are you there?”

Caroline grimaced. “I’m fine, Mom. I’m so sorry for making you worried. I’m totally fine. Trust me. I just… took a sporadic trip. I was kind of drunk but honestly, I don’t regret it. It’s beautiful here. I won’t say where because I know someone is going to follow us here. Just know we’re fine and enjoying the scenery.”

“Caroline!” Her mother scolded. She sighed. “I’m glad. Please don’t do that again. I was worried sick. You’re not hurt?”

“Nope. Just a little hungover. We have coffee though and going to shop a bit. Do you want anything?”

“Caroline,” her mother groaned. “I just want you back home, safe and sound. We’re worried about you.”

“Tell them I’m fine. I just needed to get away. The drama was getting a bit too much. I’m in good hands.”

“Alright…” her mother sounded skeptical. “You should let the others know yourself. They called reinforcements.”

“Let me guess, Klaus?”

“He’s really angry, Caroline. It’d do us a favor if you could reassure him. He already snapped Damon’s neck three times.”

“Not that he didn’t deserve it,” Caroline grinned. Katherine chuckled.

“Caroline, please.”

“Fine, mom. I’ll call them. I have to go. I love you.”

“I love you, too. When will you be home?”

“Not sure. I’ll let you know when I decide.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Take care. Be safe.”

“Always. Bye, Mom.”

“Talk to you later, Caroline.”

Caroline disconnected the call and let out a heavy sigh.

“One person down, so many others to go. Who’s next…”

“I’d say Stefan, or Klaus. They’re both losing their heads.”

“Err, you make a good point. How about this? You call Stefan, tell him we’re okay, and I’ll call Klaus. Two birds, one stone!”

“Fine,” Katherine agreed disgruntledly. “You call Klaus first. I want to hear this.”

“Fine, then we’ll put Stefan on speaker.”

“Stop stalling, call the son-of-a-bitch.”

“Fine, pushy,” Caroline growled. She ignored the flop of her stomach and highlight his name in her contacts. “This is going to be so much fun,” she whined as the call initiated. It rung two times before the call was picked up. Both girls perked.

“Caroline?”

Klaus was pissed. Katherine winced. Caroline wanted to crawl into a hole.

“Hi,” she meekly replied.

“Hello,” he returned stiffly. “Would you care to inform me about your recent whereabouts? I’d rather not hear from your friends you disappeared with a known psychopath. I’ve spent the last day trying to follow your tracks, but I admit, much to your talent, I cannot trace you. Let’s rectify that. Now, Caroline.”

Caroline instantly felt defiant.

“Excuse me, bossy, but she’s not the only psychopath I know! You tried to kill my friends, too. Second, I like my little vacation, and I’m going to make the most of it. So, no, I won’t tell you where we are, because you’re going to ruin it. I only called to let you know that I’m fine, I’m happy, and you can stop terrorizing my friends. Thanks!”

“This is not a game, Caroline! You could get hurt or killed! I won’t allow that.”

“You can’t really have much of a say about that if you don’t know where I am anyways,” Caroline retorted smartly.

“Now is not the time to play games, love.”

“Really? Because I thought those were your favorite pastime,” Caroline chirped. Katherine sniggered silently. “You spent hundreds of years tracking Katherine. Why am I any different?”

“Caroline, tell me now!”

“Nope,” Caroline grinned. “I’m liking this. It’s driving you insane.”

“You’re going to regret this, love. It’s for your safety you tell me where you’re at. Now.”

“I’m going to regret this over much needed retail therapy and chocolate delights. I’ll take my chances.”

“When I find you, you’re going to mark my words.”

“Oh, you’re right – small town life, small town boy? Soo over that.”

“Not the words I was referring to but I’m glad you took some of my advice. You’re timing isn’t as convenient.

“Oh boo-hoo,” Caroline mocked. “I’m a big girl, Klaus. I’m going to be okay. I have a translator and more cash than I know what to do with.”

“If you want me to chase you, Caroline, you know I will. You better hope I don’t catch you.”

“I’m counting on it,” Caroline grinned. “Good luck, Klaus.”

She hung up the call and squealed.

“I did that!” Caroline bounced. “I totally just did that!”

“Living life on the edge? Taunting the big-bad? Extra points to you, Forbes,” Katherine applauded. “You know he won’t give up. He’s not going to stop until he gets his hands on you. Good luck, my friend. You don’t know what you got yourself into.”

“Oh, whatever. Okay, call Stefan.”

“Already on it,” Katherine replied. Stefan took longer to answer.

“Katherine, where’s Caroline?” Stefan didn’t skip a beat.

“I’m right here. Calm your protective ass down,” Caroline replied aloud.

“Yeah, I even bought her coffee and woke her up with hot chocolate. I’ve been a wonderful host.” Katherine scowled.

“She truly has,” Caroline confirmed. Both women shared smile.

“Where are you?” Stefan demanded.

“Australia,” Caroline sarcastically chipped.

“Iceland,” Katherine replied simultaneously.

“Seriously, guys! Why would you go MIA like that?” Stefan seethed.

“Because… we were drunk and bored?” Caroline offered.

“Not good enough of an answer, Caroline!” Stefan yelled.

“Good enough for us,” Katherine disagreed cheekily.

“We called Klaus because we thought the worst!”

“I know,” Caroline deadpanned. “I have his crazy ass harassing my phone. Thanks for that. I won’t shake him off. It’s going to ruin the mood.”

“The mood!? Caroline! I thought you were dead!”

“Be honest, Stefan,” Katherine interrupted. “You didn’t notice we were gone until we were out of Virginia. You were too wrapped up with Elena and her newest stalker. It’s getting old. I’m treating Caroline like a real friend. Speaking of such, time is short, so we’re gonna go.”

“Don’t you dare!” Stefan shouted. Katherine had disconnected the call before he could finish his sentence.

“I’m gonna call Bonnie and get dressed. I want to see what Stockholm has to offer,” Caroline smiled.

“I’ll be ignoring Elijah and deciding what shoes to wear.”

“Okay!”

Caroline had brushed her hair into a messy bun, shifted through her clothes for a pair of sunglasses, settled for jeans and a red halter top. A pair of black boots sealed the outfit.

“What do you mean you won’t tell me where you’re at? You tell me everything!”

“And you’ll tell Elena, or Stefan, or anyone, and then my fun will be ruined. Bonnie, I’m somewhere new and exciting! I want to enjoy it, even if it’s with Katherine, who whether you believe it or not, is decent company! We spent the whole night bonding over our bad choices in guys and decided it was time to reclaim our lives. Let me enjoy this, Bonnie, without Mystic Falls meddling, please?”

“Fine,” Bonnie relented, “but you’ll tell me updates! All the time!”

“Of course,” Caroline clapped. “Ah, I’m so excited. I’m going to send you pictures but you can’t show anyone! With my luck, they’re going to be intercepted and I’ll have Klaus on my ass to drag me back home. I’m not ready for that. I’m going to go now. I love you, Bon-Bon!”

“I love you, too, Care-Bear. Be safe!”

“Always,” Caroline assured before closing the call. She yelled out to her companion. “I’m good to go! You ready, Kat?”

“Yeah! Come on, the day is short.”

“Stockholm, here we come!”

TO BE CONTINUED Klaroline/Kalijah/KOL/and so much more to come.

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