A/N I may be really early but this is one of my stories for Bonnie Bennett community week. This would be for day 7: the free-for-all. I wanted to upload early because I am not sure if I can upload stories later in the week. Well, I hope you guys enjoy!
Pairings: Bonnie/Silas, Bonnie/Klaus, Silas/Bonnie/Klaus
Rated: M

Playlist:
Wildest Dreams... Taylor Swift
Try... Pink
Let Her Go... Passenger
Say Something... A Great Big world, Christina Aguilera
Hello... Adele
Apologize... One Republic
So Cold... Ben Cocks
See You Again... Wiz Khalifa ft. Charlie Puth

I want to see the next snow... Please God... Let me see the next snow...

Christmas Eve was the one of the only times of year I was never alone but this year it was the loneliest I ever felt. A war was looming over Mystic Falls like a dark shadow at noon. Blood of human and supernatural have spilled... all for nothing it seemed. The people that had destroyed it limb for limb were living freely and probably celebrating this day like they already won. Perhaps they have.
The white snow was slowly covering the icy ground with its pure whiteness. It was odd seeing snow on Christmas Eve, it was usually cold. But the snow reminded me of purity, something I had lost for what seemed years now. The snow was clean and white. White, something that wasn't red. Something that wasn't stained in blood.
I lay in my bed waiting and wishing the day would be over. Wishing I could go back to school, bury my head in a book or homework—or something so I wouldn't have to think about how many people have died. How many people were killed. How many lives I took. How long I—no. I can't think about that. It'll only make me cry.

The truth of the matter was that no matter what supernatural being you are, they all killed. Witches were supposed to be better but they were at their level. They were as bad as the people cursed by the moon and the people that couldn't walk in the sun. If you can even call them people anymore... Witches be damned. They turned on everyone for the sake of nature but nature never once said we had to do these things. We just think she wants this but maybe she doesn't. We have created more destruction than peace. Peace. Was it at all possible and if so at what price?
I blink as I see my phone vibrating. Maybe, just maybe... I look at the text and it was from AT&T warning me about not going over my data. I chuck my phone out of my open window and scream to the heavens.
Have I been forgotten? Were they so busy with planning for war they forgot what day it was? Have they truly forgotten about everything?
I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I shimmy out of the warm and comforting place I called my bed. I had to know. I had to know.
-X-
I was wearing enough layers of clothes to keep warm in the brittle cold. I drove past dead trees. This was the dead of winter. Everything was asleep or dead. Despite the freezing cold and everything looking dark, menacing almost, there was a certain beauty to it. A cold kind of beauty.
I jump out of my car and make way to the Salvatore house. The drive way had been shoveled and there was some familiar cars in it. I clench my fists and sneak to the window. All I had to do was peak inside and all I needed to see would be there.
Elena was unwrapping presents with Stefan and Damon was off to the side. Alaric and Damon were talking about something, probably about the appending war. Caroline was laughing at Tyler as Matt kept throwing popcorn in his hair. Jeremy kept his distance from the group and had a gloomy aura to him. They were so cheery... It was if there was no war going on right outside their front door. They were smiling and happy.
My heart sank.
I have been forgotten. I was nothing anymore. They didn't care. I was... alone. All alone.
Forever.
I run and don't look back. I head to the dark forest without hesitation. I would scream in the desolate forest like no tomorrow and the only one who could hear my cries is heaven itself. If heaven did exist, indeed.

Third POV
The Salvatore house hold was bustling with people and the volume louder than usual. Everyone was filled with Holiday cheer. Well, almost everyone. Elena pushes Stefan away.
"I am trying to wrap Bonnie's gift!" She whined. Stefan chuckled.
"You were trying to wrap her gift?" Damon raised an eyebrow. He may not be the best gift wrapper in the world but he didn't know what to make of Elena's wrapping skills. The girl huffs in annoyance.
"My wrapping is fine."
"He may have a point, Elena." Matt looks at the gift. Elena's gift wrapping skilled left something to be desired.
"Fine. You wrap it then." She pushes the box to Matt. Matt wastes no time correcting Elena's mistakes.
"There, that's how you wrap a gift."
"Show off." Elena crosses her arms.
"When is Bonnie coming over anyway?" Caroline sips on her hot cocoa. Stefan was good at cooking but not Bonnie good. She missed her witchy friend but she knew Bonnie needed time. They all needed time. Tyler then senses the change in mood of his girlfriend and wraps his arms around her. Caroline smiles up at him.
"I texted her a few times to say come at 5 but my texts aren't going out. The cell towers must be messing up due to this weird weather." Elena checks her phone but her messages still said message failed to deliver. She swears she was going to drop her carrier one day because of the lack of service on snow days and in the forest. Caroline then reaches for her phone.
"Huh, that's weird. Mine has no bars either." She frowns. She usually had the best service out of all her friends. Everyone then checked their phones to see if they had any bars. None of them had service.
"Well, we should head to Bonnie's house and bring her here."
"So the Bennett witch is done wallowing in guilt?" Everyone including Stefan and Alaric glare at the eldest Salvatore. Damon shrugs. "I'm saying it like it is."
"Anyways," Stefan knew if Damon kept talking Tyler or Matt were going to stake him. He would have loved to see that but Elena would probably have his head. "Elena and Caroline should check on Bonnie too. None of us have seen her in a while. I will drive."
"Why do you have to drive? Me and Elena are perfectly capable of driving in the snow."
"I have seen you both drive in the snow so the answer is no." Stefan was still surprised how Caroline and Elena have not died because of their horrendous driving in the snow. Even their driving scared him. Tyler whispered a thanks to Stefan but is then hit in the chest by Caroline.
"Fine. Let's get going." They all put on a heavy jacket and snow boots before heading out. The trio immediately come to a halt when they see a familiar car in the driveway. What was Bonnie's car doing here? They all wondered. They scan the area but there was no Bonnie to be found.
"Bonnie's car but no Bonnie..." Stefan then sees something that catches his eye. Tiny footprints. He would sigh in relief if the footprint trail didn't lead to the forest.
"Tell the others that Bonnie has went off into the woods. I will be back and try to track her. Her scent is very weak but I can follow her foot trail." The footprints were still fresh but he was worried what exactly made the witch go to the forest. If she was even willing. Elena and Caroline protest but Stefan would not budge.
"No, you can't go. I don't know what is waiting inside the forest but I know I'm not taking you. I don't think Bonnie would go willingly into a forest in the middle of winter on Christmas Eve."
"I'm a vampire, Stefan. I can handle it." Caroline wanted to find her best friend. She had to know she was okay but Stefan was treating her like a doll that could break at any second. Elena probably had it worse because she was human.
After minutes of arguing, everyone had come outside to see what the commotion was. After being briefly informed on the problem. Damon follows Stefan into the forest off to track down a green eyed witch named Bonnie Bennett. Tyler had left to check her house.
Alaric and Matt were on high alert and locked all doors and closed the curtains. Whatever took Bonnie, if something indeed did take her, they were ready to take it down the minute it stepped foot into this house. But they all hoped that Bonnie was okay. Alaric watched the news worryingly.
"They better get to her fast." Alaric spoke softly. Matt nods. The weather reporter stated that strong winds and a blizzard as well as a storm was heading their way, fast. In an hour's time. "Because if whatever took her didn't kill her-" He points at the TV. "This will." That statement chilled them all to the bone.

Bonnie's POV

The strong winds were fierce and the clouds were becoming pure white. Was more snow coming? A blizzard maybe? I shook my head and kept going. I had to keep going. Pain was breaking my heart. Tearing it into pieces. My sobs broke out into cries and my cries broke out into gut wrenching screams. The pain! Oh this hot fiery pain wasn't going away! I could barely stand without falling. I tripped every few minutes. Each time harder to get up than the last time. I was weak. My mind, my body, and my heart were all weak. Everything about be was weak. Everything about me screamed it.
This time I fall but have no plans to get up. Another wave of pain hits me and my scream echoes in the hollow forest. But no one could hear my screams. No one could hear my pain— my suffering.
I lay in the pure white snow. My fingers frozen as I bury it in the soft whiteness. Everything in my life was stained in red. At least I'll die in pure white snow. Not in red.
I breathe a few shallow breaths trying to calm myself. Free myself of the pain. Think of something other than the cutting of my heart.
I was a broken soul. My soul lost in the chaos I called Mystic Falls. The chaos I called home. This place was now as familiar as a stranger's face. I couldn't recognize it. The city stained in red. The city of the cursed.
I held my breath to stop another scream. My tears still flowing from my face. Was death this cruel? Did I have to feel pain as I took my final breath? I was dying. I knew that. But there was no fear, I just wanted it to end, the madness. In a way I wasn't dying because I was already dead. I wasn't living these last few weeks. Just a shell of my former self. So in a way you see, I was already dead.
My magic was gone because of the dead spirits. They hated me with every ounce of their being. I loved while they hated. They were revengeful spirits that held no regards for their own. Their own blood! They were cruel and merciless. I despised them now that I no longer had magic. Now that I had no more magic, they held no power to me. I was free from them but I was still a little redbird stuck in a cage.
I felt my body slowly shut down after an eternity. Death just a breath away. I relax into the snow. I would die in white no in red. My last tear dried. The air calm for once. I sigh into the warmness that beckoned me. Sleep was welcoming me into its open arms. I embrace sleep willingly without hesitation. Without a second thought. This time while I slept, I would not wake up.
Thank you God... I saw the last snow...

It was so pretty and pure.

-X-
All I could see was white. A bright white that meant one thing: heaven. Or at least I hoped. My human status should have made my soul not go to The Other Side. The brightness slowly fades and I find myself in a snowy forest only it wasn't cold. It was hot almost.
"I have never seen such a beautiful soul," I jump at the angelic voice. I turn to see a beautiful looking man staring down at me. "Forgive me, I did not mean to startle you. My name is Raphael. I am an Angel."
"An angel?" I whisper. I was looking at an angel?
"Yes, I am the Angel of Dreams and Wishes. I usually don't grant wishes but you may just be an exception, lovely." He holds out his hand. I take it. "I usually don't see lovely souls like yours and the way you died is horrible. Like I said, I usually don't grant wishes but I will grant you one."
"Why me?" I ask skeptically.
"You have such a lovely soul and it is Christmas Eve after all."
"I don't know what I could wish for." What could I possibly wish for anyway?
"Think about it." We then come to the edge of the clearing. I gasp as I see my body lying on the ground. Stefan and Damon were surrounding it.
"I don't feel a pulse!" Stefan exclaims. "Bonnie, wake up! Please wake up!" I watched sadly but held no remorse.
"They didn't care if I was alive so why should they care if I was dead?" The Angel looked as if he wanted to comment but didn't. "They weren't there."
"I see everything and I mean everything. You only saw half the story." The Angel smiles softly. "But I cannot tell you what I have seen, maybe one day they will tell you what really happened if you listen." The message seemed vague and I couldn't quite decipher what he meant by it but I nod anyways.
"Now about that wish." The Angel turns away from the brothers. "I can see your desires and I can help you with your problem. I can give you an object that will allow you to time travel to two eras. You can fix these things that have caused you pain and suffering."
"Why would I need to travel back in time? What would I desire that would make me need to travel back?"
"And when your journey ends, I will gift you with one last gift. Farewell my beautiful soul." I was going to ask what he was even talking about but then I was shoved into darkness. The last thing I could clearly remember was me falling.

Third POV

The Angel shook his head. Bonnie Bennett was a strange human. At first glance he thought she was an angel because of her colorful and pleasant soul but that was not the case. He quickly realized who she was. The future held trials and tribulations for Bonnie but she would be strong by then. She had to be broken before she could be strong again. He felt guilty for not telling her that her friends did care but Bonnie would find it out when she got there. Now all he had to do was watch and make sure everything went according to plan. After all, her choices will change the future. She just couldn't die before she has to.
Oh Bonnie Bennett, she had no idea what she could do. What she has done. What she can change.
The Angel of Dreams and Wishes watched silently as the two Salvatore brothers carry her body away. Time was of the essence and time was running out.

(The Salvatore house)
"Clear the hall!" Alaric demands as everyone gets in Stefan's way. They all back up but follow the youngest Salvatore. Their friend was motionless. Some would even say dead. Elena buried her face in Caroline's neck. Caroline held onto her friend tightly afraid she'd fall into pieces if she didn't.

Tyler came into the house with his head hung low and his eyes bloodshot. He didn't speak when he passed his girlfriend and her best friend. He handed Stefan a note. Tyler briefly looked over Bonnie's body but couldn't bare to continue looking. He walked over to Caroline.
Stefan began reading the note. His expression fell. Elena watched him as he read. His expression worried her.
"What does it say?" Elena asked. Tears threatening to come down. Stefan didn't answer. "What does it say?" She grabs the note, Stefan made no move to stop her.

"She knew." Was all Stefan said.

Bonnie,
If you're reading this then I'm dead. I couldn't tell you guys because I couldn't believe it myself. After my witch powers were taken away, I became weak. I was drained all the time. I eventually went to the doctor after passing out for the fifth time. I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I had cried and asked the spirits why. Apparently my witch powers killed the cancer cells but since they stripped me of magic it was back and as fatal as ever. They said I could gain my powers back if I bide by their rules and do as they say. They said I brought this upon me. That this was all my fault that I was dying. I walked out with the dignity I had left. I tried to carry on business as usual and the radiation treatments were making me weaker and weaker but all my friends made me smile. I couldn't tell you guys. You would have tried to convince me to go back to the spirits or turn me. I wanted neither of those options so I accepted my fate. I choose this option. I choose to stay human. That is my choice and my choice alone.
I wish I could have seen you guys on Christmas. If you still remember about little ole Bonnie Bennett. If I haven't been forgotten already... I wish I could have seen one last Christmas with you guys. One last snow. Then I'll die happy and in peace. But I can't, my doctor's said I'd die on Christmas Eve.
I wish I could have seen Christmas snow with you guys if you haven't forgotten about me. But... you have forgotten already haven't you?
Bonnie Bennett

Elena let the letter slip through her hands. Caroline sobbed in Tyler's arms.
"You're wrong." Elena growled. "We would never forget about you." Elena didn't know what she had done wrong. No one knew what they could have done. Bonnie would have hated them if they changed her or went to the spirits but… there had to be a way. Maybe there was. Maybe Bonnie tried to find the cure for it but had given up. If Bonnie couldn't find another way, well, maybe they couldn't have too.

Had Bonnie died thinking they hadn't cared? All she had done for them… had it been in vain? She sacrificed everything for them and yet here they are. Here they fucking are. They were nothing without their friend. She was the rock and well the storm had just hit and she is gone. Caroline wondered how many nights had Bonnie been plagued by these thoughts and how many sleepless nights she had endured. Caroline thought her friend was fine but even she couldn't see past the façade Bonnie put on. Even Elena couldn't see that the face Bonnie wearing wasn't Bonnie—it was a mask—an illusion. Had Bonnie gotten so good at concealing everything that she could even fool them? Were all those bright smiles just fake or was it to stop her from crying? Answers only Bonnie knew… Answers they would never hear. Answers they wish they knew.
The house became a place for mourning for the rest of the day. Barely anyone talked and many would leave only to come back with alcohol on their breath. Everyone was mourning over their dead friend but two remained in a state of shock.
"It's snowing again." Matt was gazing out the window, not able to look at anyone. Had their distance cause their best friend depression? They should have known what was going on with Bonnie but they didn't. They all looked out the window.

At this moment everyone from Mystic Falls was gazing out their window even a blue eyed immortal and a green eyed one. Everyone saw the snow fall, even more beautiful than before.

The Christmas Eve snow never looked so pretty and pure but even that too was stained in blood.

"Guys!" Caroline was leaning over her best friend's corpse. Everyone turned to look at the blonde vampire "I—I," The vampires in the room heard a faint pulse.
"I hear her pulse." The pulse was weak but it was still there and that's all that mattered. Stefan and Damon quickly came to body and examined her. She was breathing barely but she was alive, somehow. Damon shook his head.

"Even death has nothing on witchy." Stefan laughed. "I knew Bonnie was tough and all but damn. When she wakes up I will have to start calling her Jesus witchy."

"I'll go tell the others…" Stefan quickly gathered the group who was scattered in the Salvatore house. Several just stay in the guest rooms.
-X-
Rebekah tried to keep a bored expression but she was too happy. She knocked on the door and is answered by Stefan Salvatore.

Stefan was seriously going to shoot himself when he sees the female Original standing at his door. He already had enough on his plate today. Bonnie just kind of came back to life and everyone was a mess. He had no time to deal with the blonde especially if Klaus was involved.
"Leave."
"But if I leave who is going to help your friend, Bonnie?"
"How did you know?" How did Rebekah know unless one of them had said it while they left and went drinking? He doubted it though.
"You didn't know? Her doctors released her information and other things. The town thinks she is dead somewhere because the police couldn't find her body in her house." Rebekah then walks into the house.
"Why is she here?" Elena hisses.
"I am here to help." Rebekah then walks over to Bonnie's motionless body. "She is in some sort of magical coma."
"How do you know that?"
"I feel a magical force surrounding her body. I have met many witches in my lifetime so I am more in tune with these things." Rebekah replied. Everything was going as planned... Now all she had to do was wait.
"Why do I have a feeling you are keeping something from us?"
"Stefan always so skeptical." She smirked. She liked how she was making them uneasy but she was currently walking a fine line herself. But she liked Stefan this way, skeptical and alert. It would be much more fun to mess with the group but she had no time and if something were to slip… Well, she'd have her whole family to deal with.
"Why are you even telling us this? You hate Bonnie." Elena glared at the girl. Rebekah kept her calm composure so she wouldn't snap Elena's neck. She knew it would upset her green-eyed friend.
"I don't hate the girl. I am indebted to her line so the least I can do is tell you what's wrong with her." It wasn't a total lie but there was more to the story than Rebekah would let on. She knew she would have to tell the annoying group eventually but she relished in the fact she knew what was going on. They would figure that much soon enough. Her phone then goes off. "Bye, bye. Nice little chat but I have to go. Until we inevitably meet again." The gang watch her leave in confusion. What exactly was Rebekah playing at? They knew they would find out soon enough.
Rebekah walked out of the house with a smile on her face. Her car was parked on the side of the road so the Salvatore's couldn't see the passenger that was inside. She goes into the blue mustang. Her passenger sat in the front, beside her in the car.
"Everything going as planned?"
"Yes, it is. We should get everything decorated for our sister's arrival." Rebekah clapped her hands. "I have missed her so! Those one thousand years were hell without her."
"Try two thousand." Qetsiyah snorted. "Then we'll talk."
"Now all we have to do is wait and hope they don't fuck it up."
"They as in Bonnie's friends? Or Klaus and Silas?"
"Both." She swears if her brother fucks up now she'll have his head. Another passenger comes into the car.
"It's quite cold out there. I hope her death was swift."
"Your finally here, mum!" Rebekah turned to see Esther smiling and wearing winter clothes. Esther had been assigned the task to break the cell towers with her magic so no one could send out texts or calls. "I didn't think you'd be able to make it."
"I wouldn't miss this for the world." Esther then turns to the mocha skinned woman. "Qetsiyah, it's been a while. How has The Other Side been treating you?" The woman groaned.
"I'm on vacation right now. I'd rather not think about it."
"When are you going to tell those spirits to take a hike then?"
"Soon enough." Rebekah then puts the car in drive and mashes onto the gas. They pass several trees, all but a blur.
"Do you think she'll let us back into her life?"
"Bonnie will forgive you but after everything has been explained to her." Esther squeezes her daughter's shoulder.
"I will stop killing or even drink on animals if that's what it takes to get my sister back." Rebekah knew Bonnie wouldn't want her killing and for her she would stop. She'd do anything to get Bonnie back. To become sisters again.
"Right now we must prepare for her arrival. She will be very confused when she comes back to the future. We must all be there to guide her to show her we haven't forgotten her." Esther spoke, her word final. Rebekah leaned in her seat and hoped everything goes as planned or heads were going to spin.
Qetsiyah had her head against the window, a small smile forming on her lips. She still remembered the first time she met Bonnie 2,000 year ago...