Filled With Fire

“Six Ways Til Sunday.”

Caroline picked at the food Matt had come back with. Tempest had frown slightly when her gaze followed him longingly.

"Why don't you want him with you?" The shifter asked, her head tilted.

The blonde shook her head with a sad sigh, "I don't want him to get hurt. And with us, with the Mikaelsons in town, it's assured that he'll get hurt, if not killed."

This made the redhead frown slightly. She'd never been in that kinda place before so she couldn't really judge her.

Tempest stuffed her lollipop in her mouth and took a gulp of bourbon, "Hey maybe when all this Original crap is over, you and Matty Boy can be together, huh?"

She lit up with a bright smile, then stole a fry from Tempest's plate and put it in her mouth.

The Tiger suddenly slammed her fork down so hard it became embedded in the table, "Care, honey, baby, cupcake, I love you, I really do and I really see us being the best of friends, but next time you steal my food..." The redhead then took the eating utensil out of the table and pointed it the blonde, "I'll break your neck and kick your sexy white ass six ways til Sunday."

Caroline smiled sheepishly, a playful expression on her face. In Tempest's mind, the baby vamp looked more relaxed and bubbly than the last night.

"You look happy."

"I do?" She actually seemed confused.

"Yeah. So what's your s**t with the doppelgänger?" The Tiger asked, sticking her red lollipop in her bourbon and taking a bite of the grilled chicken on her plate.

The girl sighed, her shoulders sagging, "We were best friends. Her, me and Bonnie-"

"The witch?"

"Yeah her. And when Stefan showed up everything just seemed to spiral down from there. It was all about Elena. Everything, everything, was Elena! Elena this. Elena that. And when Damon suggested calling you, I was so excited. 'Cause I thought 'Hey! Someone who's not up Elena's ass.' I wanted a friend who had absolutely nothing to do with her."

Tempest grinned, "No worries there, Blondie. You got me all to yourself. I f*****g hate doppelgängers. When we were changed, I knew Katerina was alive and I knew my brothers would have gone after her. So I let them believe she was 'dead,'" The redhead quoted with her fingers. "Anyways I had a moment when I just went wild, stuck as a Tiger because I couldn't think or feel anything human. I had to abandon my brothers so I wouldn't kill them. When I see her next, I'm gonna rip that b***h's throat out."

The blonde nodded, "Yeah, she's a b***h. She turned me."

"Oof. I'm sorry, honey. But hey! Now we're sire sisters right?!" Tempest smiled widely.

"Kind of. I mean Katherine killed me, but I had Damon's blood in my system."

That made the Tiger go wild. She actually roared a laugh...is that possible? The redhead launched herself at Caroline wrapped in a tight hug and shook her, "That means we're blood, b***h! Blood!!"

The blonde giggled and hugged her back.

:3

"You know I think Stefan should be with you instead. We'll kill Elena, chop her up into itty bitty pieces, bury them in separate places and set you up with my brother," Then the redhead whispered, "No one will ever know."

Caroline watched Tempest rant on with a huge grin. She honestly felt that the shifter was her favourite Salvatore and was beyond happy that the redhead had waltzed into Mystic Fall.

"But if all else fails, Baby Cakes, you can always come with me when this mess is over."

The blonde's eyes widened, "You'd do that for me?"

The Tiger smirked, "Honey, I'm a great judge of character, at least I think so, and I think we'd get on like a house on fire. I'll take you to this place in Japan where they'll, " the redhead cleared her throat then waggled her eyebrows, "Give you a massage."

The baby vamp's face went as bright red as this morning and Tempest rumbled with laughter.

"You're terrible," Caroline mumbled, burying her face into her hands.

"You know it, baby. And I'm all yours, remember?"

"What did I get myself into?" the blonde laughed quietly.

"Anything and Everything, Care."

The two had been walking back to Tempest's car when the shifter's phone went off. Caroline giggled at the text tone, it being the sound of a game when the little plumber dude with the red hat and overalls dies.

The redhead sighed and took a quick look at the annoying piece of technology.

"Ugh. Damon wants us home." Tempest grumbled with a pout.

The blonde snorted, "What for?"

"No idea. Let's go."

:3

"You want me to do what?!?!" Tempest stared at Damon with her mouth wide open.

"Get all dressed up and come with us to the Mikaelson Mansion for dinner," Stefan said with a bored tone.

"What the f**k for?!" She yelled at her brothers.

"Oh, you know. Our existence, nothing important." The youngest Salvatore said, again with a bored tone.

The redhead growled at him, a sound that inspired fear, but he looked at her blankly, "Go get dressed."

She looked at Damon who was staying out of it and when their eyes met, he simply shrugged, "Sorry Temper."

"You owe me a bottle of bourbon. Better be a f*****g good brand too," Tempest grumbled, before looking back to Stefan, "Ass sucking, cactus fucker."