As he let go, Elena blinked, the compulsion wearing off. She hadn't wanted Stefan to worry. Hadn't even told him where she was. Not that she knew, mind. But she hadn't exactly screamed her head off for help. And hearing one-side of the conversation with Klaus didn't do much to alleviate her fears.
"Where are we going?" She questioned, taking the opportunity to buckle up. "I didn't tell him anything. Just that I was okay."
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