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If Rebekah's hint wasn't the unfamiliar perfume mixed with her brother's woodsy scent then it was the trail of clothes starting halfway up the marble staircase with his shirt.

Sure, Rebekah was no stranger to her brother's more frivolous activities but really? Did he have to act like a horny adolescent? She scoffed as she began following the trail of clothes and picking Klaus' discarded shirt along the way.

Her feet hit the landing of the second floor when another thought hit her. It was past ten thirty. Klaus was usually an early riser, not one to miss any daylight hours to put his carefully concocted evil plans into motion. Either that or he had a mess to clean up. So Rebekah could count on her fingers the times her brother had stayed in bed past eight.

Either he was dead or he was avoiding the little family get together Elijah was initiating. The latter would be a typical Klaus move and caused Rebekah to roll her eyes as she gripped the doorknob and yanked the door to the hybrid's room open. She immediately wished she had let the sleeping lion lie.

Sure enough, Klaus was still in bed. He was asleep on his side and clutching some bimbo possessively. The girl's head was tucked under his chin, her blonde hair splayed behind her as she curled herself further into Klaus' arms and chest. The blankets were in total disarray and the sheet covering her brother and his lover left little to the imagination.

There was something incredibly familiar about the girl's blonde cur- oh.

Well, wasn't this juicy…and disgusting. At least when Klaus had walked in on her and Stefan all those years ago, they had been completely covered under the blankets.

Smirking, Rebekah strutted to the end of the bed and sat down, pulling her legs underneath her. "Well isn't this cozy?" she asked loudly, startling the bed's occupants awake.

"Oh my god! You told me your creepy family wasn't around! What the hell, Klaus?!" Caroline Forbes screeched, moving away from him as fast as possible.

"Bekah," Klaus growled as he ran a hand over his face before he sat up, making sure Caroline was covered as he did so. "What do you want?" he snapped, glaring at his sister.

"Just to know why I wasn't invited to the slumber party, brother. I didn't think you were in to these things," she said innocently, pursing her lips and staring back at Klaus with wide, innocent eyes.

"Yeah…I'm just gonna go," Caroline said awkwardly, clutching the sheet to her chest as she looked between the siblings, expecting World War III to break out any second.

"You're not leaving. Rebekah can see herself out. I don't know why she came in the first place. She wasn't invited to our… slumber party, anyways."

"Gag," Rebekah said rolling her eyes and getting up off Klaus' king sized bed. "You know bloody well why I'm here. We have a flight to catch for this charming family reunion Kol's insisted on and you, dear brother, have fifteen minutes to get yourself ready. I'll be downstairs."

Klaus growled after her as she walked towards the door. She stopped, her hand on the frame, and turned to look back at Caroline. "Oh, in case you need a reminder, your clothes are lying about in the out here," she said with a saccharine sweet smile before tossing her blonde locks over her shoulder and continuing on her way.

"Chop chop, Nik! Clock's ticking!" she called from down the hall.

"Took you long enough," Rebekah said from where she sat at the island in the kitchen, flicking through the morning's paper as Klaus stalked into the kitchen, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. "What about fifteen minutes didn't you understand?"

"Not that you didn't notice but I had company."

"Oh please. The lovely Ms. Forbes was out of here by the time you were in the shower. How long has this sleeping arrangement been going on?"

Klaus glared at Bekah from where he was emptying a blood bag into a tumbler. "I thought you'd learned long ago to keep your nose out of other people's business, Rebekah."

"Please. When my brothers decide to sleep with girls who run out the front door without a goodbye like a strumpet, it automatically becomes my business. Just like you mine and Stefan's bedroom activities your business- and the rest of Mystic Falls', for that matter- that time you strode into my house like you owned the bloody place just to whine about how you no longer had a dagger."

"Holding grudges that long has to be tiring, Bekah," he drawled. "My sex life is none of your business and if you insist on making it your business, at least do me the courtesy of extended that pleasure to Elijah. If anyone's a strumpet it's Katerina."

"What was that about grudges, brother?" Rebekah said in a singsong voice with a smirk. "Now, don't pout. We should leave so we don't risk getting on Eli's badside. Nor do we want our guests to suffer in our absence."

Klaus stopped in his tracks, his brows creasing. "I thought this was a family reunion?"

"Well…it is but I took some creative license with the whole idea," she said, continuing to walk towards the door, leaving Klaus in her wake.

"What have you done, Bekah?"

"You can't tell me you're thrilled about the prospect of dealing with Katerina and our darling brother being all lovey-dovey. They make me want to vomit. Not to mention Kol's likely to bring his flavor of the month along."

"Get to the point, Bekah," Klaus growled.

"Why can't I just surprise my big brother for once?"

"I despise surprises."

"It's a good one, I promise."

"I don't give a damn."

"Ugh, fine! You're no fun, Nik. At all."

"Yes, now that we've established that out with it."

"Stefan and I have been keeping in touch and I just so happened to let slip that our family is getting together in Seville an-"

"You what?! Now he and his idiot of a brother are going to show up with another half developed plot to finish us off. I thought we were past these foolish tendencies of yours, Rebekah," Klaus yelled.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist! You haven't even heard the rest! Bloody hell, first you ruin my fun and then blow up on me when you don't even know anything. You, Nik, are the most paranoid prick in the universe," she growled, glaring her impatient brother down.

"Out with it, Bekah," he barked, pinching the bridge of his nose and the hand gripping the strap of his duffel bag white from his barely suppressed rage. "I'm not asking you again."

"I asked Stefan to join us for our little family getaway and he agreed. And, then, being the loving, compassionate, and empathetic sister I am, told him he should invite a certain blonde who was last seen in your bed. She ran out the door muttering about how she needed to pack to go visit Stefan whose already in Seville with 'Lijah, Katerina, Kol and whatever chew toy he's dragged along, eagerly awaiting our arrival," she said with a proud smirk.

"The catch is," Rebekah continued upon seeing Klaus' dumbfounded state, "Caroline has no idea it's not just Stefan that will be in Seville so lets hope that you were good enough in bed for her to stick around for some fun."

Klaus stared at his little sister in stunned silence.

"Instead of standing there like a blithering imbecile, the least you could do is suck up your pride and tell your amazing and smart and perfect little sister 'I'm so sorry for yelling at you. I'll make it up to you while we're in Spain.' And, maybe, but only if you're feeling brave, throw a 'thank you for your brilliance' in there as well," she snapped, placing a hand on her hip as Klaus continued to gawk at her.

A/N: Klaroline, Kalijah, and Stebekah. the ot6 is complete. my work here is done;)

I know I told some of you that there'd be a follow up on 'Bring Him Home' and there will be but with all this Original angst I just couldn't bring myself to do it quite yet...especially when the clip for 4x12 came out and Klaus walks in on Stebekah and I just really wanted to do Rebekah walking in on Klaroline cos of reasons. and it's light hearted lol. we could all use some of that!

but speaking of angst, I've started an Originals-centric fic starring (or will be starring) Klaus, Rebekah, and Elijah. each will be the main character in turn and I'm playing around with where everything began to go wrong in their relationships with each other and Klaus. so, check it out, pretty please? maybe? but only if you want to, of course:)

as always, thanks for reading! if you have a minute drop a review by and let me know what you think:) I'd appreciate it!