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✉ Nate

Nate: Just ask Stiles. I'm sure he could list off reasons why as much as I could.

Nate: We're the same like that, you know. Clueless when it comes to girls. All girls. Even when things are pointed out to us. Took Malia actually kissing me to start to do something about being with her.

Nate: Know any good ring places?

Caroline: God, are you guys twins? You say and do the same things.

Caroline: Why are you telling me about you and Stiles being clueless?

Caroline: Allison designs jewelry. You could ask her?

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adamgilbert:

“I’m fine.” Adam reassured the blonde, ignoring the rest of her question as he received his belongings from the police officer at the front desk. His backpack still felt heavy, meaning the officers hadn’t confiscated Johnathan Gilbert’s journals. 

Where was he even supposed to start? Was he supposed to start at the beginning or the beginning beginning? Would Caroline even want to answer his questions about the Gilberts - people she seemed to have a close connection to considering Jeremy liked to keep pictures of her in his attic - after she found he had broken into Jeremy’s house? So, instead of answering the rest of her questions, Adam pulled out his wallet, checking how much cash he had on himself to postpone having to explain himself for just a little longer. “Bail was 200 bucks, right? Here’s 120. That’s all I have on me right now, but I’ll get you the rest later.” Adam promised, holding the cash out to the blonde.

“I guess I haven’t been completely honest with you.” Adam admitted, his curiosity getting the better of him again. He had come to realize books would only give him part of the answers. “As to why I’m here. I’m not here for the change in scenery. I’m here to find my father - John Gilbert.” Adam paused, giving the blonde a few seconds to show any sign of recognition. “He died, but some of his relatives still live here. Do you know them? The Gilberts?”

This was definitely not the behavior she’d expected from him. Adam had gotten himself into trouble somehow and now he was acting different because of it. At least, that was Caroline’s guess. When he offered her all the money that he had on him, she shook her head in response. “I don’t want your money, Adam.” Caroline commented, which was the truth. She hadn’t even used any money to get him out of jail and she’d feel wrong taking his now when he could probably use it for rent or groceries. And then came something that she wasn’t expecting, which explained the flustered expression she gave him when he started speaking again. He had apparently come here to look for his father, which happened to be someone Caroline knew. Well, she didn’t know John that well, but she knew who he was and she knew enough about him to know what kind of person he was before he died. “Jeremy, yeah. And Elena. She was my best friend, but... she died, just like your dad. And Jeremy’s parents.”

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adamgilbert:

“Hey.” Adam quickly greeted the person on the other end of the line. “This is not exactly what I had in mind when I said we should hang out sometime, but eh- I kind of need you to bail me out of jail. I mean, please?” 

Adam sighed in relief when the blonde agreed to pick him up from jail, the disapproving eyes of the officer burning in his back. He couldn’t blame the other male - on the contrary, he probably deserved it.  This wasn’t Adam. Adam didn’t steal. Adam didn’t break into other people’s homes. Yet here he was, still blushing with shame as he called the only person he was able to reach in Mystic Falls. 

The worst part about the whole situation was that it all had been for nothing. Adam had been too late, John was already dead. Instead of getting the opportunity to reunite with his father, he was left with a co-worker he was somehow related to and a couple of his ancestor’s old journals - if the cops hadn’t already confiscated them by now.

Thoughts about his father and the odd journals Adam had found in Jeremy’s attic kept running in his head, only getting interrupted when the officer raised his voice tto announce that Caroline had arrived to pay his bail.

“Hey…” He said hesitantly. “It’s uh- it’s a long story.”

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Caroline didn’t usually receive calls like this, where people needed her to come get them out of jail. But only in Mystic Falls, right? She’d already buried dead bodies by now and this time, it was bailing one of her friends out of prison. She was starting to feel like the savior that people needed around here, but the blonde didn’t mind doing that if it meant she could help others. Adam sounded distressed on the other end of the line and that worried her, so she didn’t think twice about leaving her apartment and going over to the police station to get him out. As she headed down to the police station, the vampire reached for her cell phone and called - but not for Adam. She made sure to tweak her voice to give herself a different sound, telling the police officer who had answered that Sheriff Forbes was needed at the park because a couple of underaged kids had been spotted drinking there. It was a lie, but Caroline didn’t want to face her mother - not today. She didn’t want to feel uneasy at the police station and now, she could take her time when she arrived. After having used her compulsion to pay Adam’s bail, she waited for him to make an appearance and still looked rather worried when he did so. “Well, start at the beginning. Are you okay? What happened?”

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✉ Nate

Nate: Oh.. that's a good idea.

Nate: Isn't that... morally wrong? Not that I'm innocent or.. I mean, a nice house and car are because of those things.. I definitely don't want to compel for the ring, though. That's.. special.

Nate: Really? You will? Can you help me not make a fool of myself, too?

Caroline: You don't have to compel the ring. It's just in case you might be going over your budget.

Caroline: Why would you make a fool of yourself?

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✉ Nate

Nate: I was hoping maybe.. something white? I can bring you something of hers I think fits nicely? For the size thing?

Nate: I want to decorate the clock tower to say Venice but.. I don't know how to do that. I don't know how to do the ring size thing, or where to start looking or what I'm looking for.

Nate: And how am I supposed to afford a ring and a dance studio? I don't even know what a dance studio looks like. Maybe Malia can put it together. I don't know..

Caroline: Yeah, I'd need that.

Caroline: Maybe do the ring size thing when she's asleep?

Caroline: Nate, you can compel yourself nice things, remember? Just relax, I'll help you.

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✉ Nate

Nate: He had to of made it... I can't believe, otherwise..

Nate: Your birthday's in October? I should of known that..

Nate: I'm sort of maybe kind of.. proposing to Malia.. and I was thinking maybe I could get her a dress to wear for it? I thought.. what would be more special than a custom made one maybe?

Nate: Is that stupid?

Caroline: No! That's not stupid at all! I'd love to make the dress! And food if you need me to!

Caroline: This is so romantic!

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✉ Nate

Nate: I came back from Venice with Malia to that. Literally. Have you heard from Stiles?

Nate: I'd like to book your cooking skills for October.

Nate: And your dress skills. Please?

Caroline: No, I'm worried about him. What if he didn't make it through that fire?

Caroline: What's in October? Aside from my birthday and Halloween?

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✉ Nate

Nate: I'm safe. Malia's safe. The kittens are safe.

Nate: How re you doing?

Nate: Do you know how to cook Italian?

Caroline: I'm glad you're okay. I just needed to make sure after the town was literally burning to the ground.

Caroline: I'm fine too though.

Caroline: And I do know how to cook Italian. Why?

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✉ Nate

Caroline: Please tell me you're safe?

Caroline: Or I'll have to look for you to make sure.

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darkwaterslydia:

She truly didn’t worry that Caroline would be consumed by her blood lust and try to feed from her. Deep down, she knew that if the situation were dire and it was a matter of life and death, and her best friend needed it, she would always offer up her wrist. But they weren’t at that point, and she trusted her friend to be able to control herself. Perhaps she was underestimating how truly hard it was to resist but she wasn’t sure. ‘’You’re not a monster and you could never be a monster. The very fact that you’re so concerned about this shows that your humanity is still one of the strongest things within you.’’ Lydia assured her, nodding her head even as she took a bite of her wrap before lowering it back down. ‘’You just need to trust yourself like everyone else trusts you. Are you sure you don’t want to hold your nephew?’’ To Lydia, that was the ultimate display of trust and she knew Caroline needed to have some self belief. If not, she could become a self fulfilling prophecy because of all that self doubt. 

“I would be hunted down the second the Founders Council found out. And they’d find out quickly, with that gossip blog broadcasting everything about our lives.” Caroline knew that no one was safe anymore - not from anyone. It was bad enough that they had the council to deal with and now there was another thing out there that threatened their lives. Things were piling up and she almost felt as if they were cornered in their own hometown. The blonde felt terrible about not being able to hold Riley, but as her eyes moved down to look at the most beautiful baby boy, she bit her lip and shook her head. “I can’t hold him. Not yet.” she commented. He was so innocent and if she did end up hurting him, how could she ever face Lydia again? Or even Scott? Or Riley once he was older? 

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sethadler:

Just like when the flood of fear washed over Mystic Falls, Seth was rather enjoying the sight of Mystic Falls going up flames. The chaos evoking the darkness that was already luring inside of him. Strolling through the burning streets of their beloved town, Seth flicked his wrist, setting a couple of fires of his own. There was no harm in helping the destructive powers of nature along a little, right?

The swirling motion of his hand soon died out, when he spotted a familiar blonde in the distance. “Nobody’s gonna blame you for wanting to enjoy yourself in the midst of this… unfortunate occurence.” Seth stated with a shrug, the flames reflecting a glint of mischief and insanity in his eyes. “But considering the state our beloved Mystic Falls is in right now, you’d be going for a swim instead.”

“Afraid I can’t do that. Not everyone knows how to get to safety in this town.” Caroline commented, which was true. Whenever tragedy would strike, she’d see at least one person who was in need of help. Some people in Mystic Falls just panicked and didn’t know how to overcome that feeling, so they were afraid and didn’t know what to do or where to go. The blonde didn’t want to leave her hometown while people needed her to help them out, no matter how appealing moving elsewhere was whenever something bad happened. She looked around in an anxious manner, blue eyes searching for people who needed saving. 

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✉ Bonnie

Caroline: Please tell me you didn't burn to a crisp.

Caroline: I need to know you're okay, so please text me when you read this. I'm really worried about you.

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littleshewclf:

“No ice skating until next year–” Hayley had been sitting at the ice skating rink for the better part of two hours, hearing Caroline’s footsteps long before actually setting eyes on the blonde vampire. She had wanted to be alone, but then she had taken notice of the rogue flames that seemed to be scorching their way through Mystic Falls. This wasn’t her hometown, but it had brought her to Tyler, despite her initial reasoning for coming here the first time around. Her thoughts were consumed with him, knowing damn well what tonight was and remembering what he had told her their first night back together. He was going to transform. “–at least for me, anyway,” she informed the other woman, swallowing hard as she forced a smile.

It was dangerous for her to be out here tonight. Caroline was well aware of the fact that aside from this fire, there would be werewolves running around because it was the full moon. Maybe it hadn’t been the best idea to go ice skating with Stiles on this night, but they’d still be able to hear things coming from miles away due to their vampire hearing. The blonde looked rather sad upon realizing that she wouldn’t get to ice skate with her best friend tonight, but the town needed her and she couldn’t just leave all of these people to their own devices. As she heard a female voice talking to her, Caroline looked up to see a brunette nearby. She understood why the female wouldn’t get to ice skate - she was pregnant from the looks of it. But that only worried the vampire even more because a pregnant lady shouldn’t be in the discomfort of all this fire and the heat it brought along. She had to ignore the sound that the baby’s heart was making, beating like its life depended on it. Damn it, why did she have to have this problem? It’d be easier to be around people like Stiles and Nate because they were undead, just like her. But people like Lydia? They had heartbeats and that made it harder for Caroline to be around them. “Do you need help? I mean, you’re pregnant. All this heat and smoke can’t be good for either of you.”

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Caroline was already on her way to the ice skating rink to meet up with Stiles there. She’d wanted to go ice skating with him and he said he’d do it, but it looked like there was a change of plans... While the blonde made her way through Mystic Falls, she suddenly witnessed a large group of flames rising out of the ground all around her. It was completely out of nowhere and she didn’t know what was going on. Well, not at first. But then she remembered that weird cave and how she’d been investigating it a while ago. It was probably that thing, but Caroline couldn’t be sure. She just knew she had to be out here now to get people to safety. She wouldn’t be able to get them out of town because she had a feeling that the flames were all around the border of Mystic Falls. All she could do was make sure they were kept cool with water, so her ice skating trip with Stiles had to be put on hold for the time being. “No ice skating today then.”

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Stiles huh? I couldn't think of a better - or more gag-inducing coupling. You're... you, send well, he's... nerdy and virginesque. You're totally out of his league, sweetheart.

Aw, well, I can make you happy then because Stiles and I aren’t dating. And even if we were, I’m not out of his league. He’s out of mine. Sweetheart.

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bluebabybeta:

Liam had learned quite a bit over the past week, the events having shaken him up a bit. He had tried to assist in the research Malia requested him to, a stranger that he had bumped in to only once before that, but he had followed along nonetheless. As well as that, he had met a kind soul named Allison, who had led him to a safer space. As well as gotten attacked and had to run from a blonde man who had attacked him, who he had yet to discover the name of. He would eventually figure out the identity of the man, Seth Adler. He had gotten trapped in a dorm room with his friend Davina, where they both discovered they didn’t know each other as well as they initially thought, and he was still hopeful the events hadn’t affected their friendship.

At that moment, however, the young college student was seated on a park bench, wearing jeans and a maroon t-shirt, arms crossed over his chest. It was most likely a stupid idea to be out at this time, almost 3 in the morning, with a full moon looming the next evening. Liam just had a lot on his mind, and figured a walk would clear his head, settling on a bench when he needed a break. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t take notice of the appearance of another, his head finally turning as the sound of footsteps close by got to him, the stranger surely curious why he was out alone at this hour.

Head turning, the young man peered up at the stranger, eyes narrowed to catch sight of them through the shadows the large trees around were casting, body rigid. “Uh, hi,” he greeted back to their initiation of conversation, curious why they would approach a stranger out in the middle of the night. Then again, why was he interacting back? “Nice night for a walk, huh,” he mused aloud, head turning to face forward, even as he kept a sidelong gaze on the figure.

Caroline was out for a walk. She really needed to clear her head with everything going on. How could she face her mother, knowing that the woman wanted her dead? Purely because of what she was? It was either being a vampire or being dead. If Damon hadn’t saved her the night of her birthday party, she wouldn’t even be here right now and she did feel thankful to the older Salvatore brother. The blonde knew that it wouldn’t be any use to try and explain that to her mom though. The woman had chosen a side and it was a side that was against Caroline, so there was no going back now. This was her life now, the cards that she’d been dealt and she had to make the most of it. The vampire entered the park, eyes moving up to the night sky, taking in the cool air and staring at the stars while she walked. But before even reaching the person in question, the sound of the young man’s beating heart filled her ears. God, just when she thought she’d picked a good time to go out, during the night when people would be asleep. But no, she had to be haunted by someone who was alive, even now. Caroline grumbled to herself, soon spotting the person whose heartbeat she was listening to, seated on a parkbench. What was he doing out here at this time? Didn’t he know that it wasn’t safe for humans to be out here at nighttime? So many things went bumping in the night and she wondered why he was here and if he was aware of the town’s darkside. “Aren’t you a little young to be out at three in the morning?”

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