Hey guys! Here is the Kol and Bonnie story as promised! This will be a short story only a few chapters! It was meant to be a one shot, but it got away from me.

If you haven't read my other TVD story, Return and Remember, don't worry. This is a prequal, and you don't have to read the other part if you don't want. This is just a background to RandR.

Remember to review at the end! Please!

Kol ran as fast as he could possibly run. He was angry, and it radiated to his speed. He remembered the phone call hours ago. It had been from Elijah, telling him that Klaus was dead. It wasn't possible. His brother was indestructible. No one could kill him. Kol ran faster. Elijah told him about the Bennett witch and her efforts to save Klaus, and how she failed. This made Kol angrier. Now all he could think about was revenge. Revenge on the little witch who destroyed his brother's life, and ultimately his families.

Kol arrived in front of her house and banged on the door.

"I know you're in there, witch. Now come out here or I'll burn your house to the ground." Kol screamed angrily.

The door opened and Bonnie stared at the angry Original.

"What do you want, Kol?" Bonnie whispered, completely drained.

She had used a lot of power in the past few weeks, and she was weak. She knew why he was here, and frankly, she couldn't care less what he did to her.

"You know, damn well what I'm here for. You killed my brother!" He hollered.

Bonnie gazed at him. "I didn't kill him. I tried to save him. I even tried putting him in another body, but the spell messed up, and he didn't make it. I'm sorry for your loss, but I did try. I tried for my mother and my friends. You have my sympathy, Kol."

"I don't want your sympathy, witch. I want your heart on a platter!" Kol raged. He leaned forward as far as he could.

Bonnie glared back, and stepped forward, pass the boundary. Kol stepped back, stunned.

"You want my heart, fine, take it. I won't stop you. You want blood. Take mine. You want revenge. Take it. I don't care what you do to me, Kol Mikaelson."

Kol reached forward and grasped her neck. He put his other hand on her chest. He felt her heart beat faster, and he looked into her eyes. She looked defiant, strong. He closed his eyes, and dropped his hand from her chest.

"Why are you so ready to die?" Kol asked, amazed that he would even care, but something he saw in her eyes got him.

Bonnie looked into his eyes. She saw sadness in them. The rage in them only a second ago was gone. She took a deep breath.

"What do I have to live for anymore? My mother is dead. My best friend left town because she realized she loved your brother and she didn't want be around here, and not to mention the council is hunting her. Elena has transitioned and is absorbed with the Salvatore's. She only calls me now if she needs my powers. I'm so drained from using magic; I can barely stay awake. I hate this. I hate feeling used." She ranted, all of her anger coming out full force.

Kol listened to her rage and dropped his hand from her neck. He lowered his head and turned away from her.

Bonnie curiously watched him grip her porch posts. She heard a voice in her head telling her not to, but she ignored it and walked up to him.

She stood next to him and placed her hands on the porch. She let out her breath, and glanced at him. He was shaking and she looked closer and realized he was crying. Bonnie lifted her hand and placed it on his back.

Kol stiffened at the contact, normally he would shake it off or kill whoever touched him, but he let her. He lifted his head and looked at her.

"Would you like to come in?" She whispered.

Kol tilted his head and his brows came together questioning. "Why would you invite a vampire into your home?" He asked.

Bonnie stood straight, dropping her hand. "Since I don't care what you do to me, I thought it would be fitting if you killed me inside, and not on the porch."

"I'm not going to kill you, witch." Kol replied, looking out in the yard.

Bonne glared at him. "Why not, what happened to your revenge?" She demanded.

Kol shrugged. "I've decided that you've been punished enough." He stated.

"I don't believe you. You storm onto my porch, and demand restitution for the death of your brother, and now you are not going to follow through. I thought you were the deadliest out of the Originals, but now it seems you're the softest."

"Watch your language, witch; I could still kill you without a second thought!" Kol remarked.

Bonnie smiled a devil smile. "Only if I let you"

Kol gave a small smile, "There's the spirit, darling." He whispered, taking a step toward her.

Bonnie stood frozen. For some reason, she couldn't take her eyes from his. He came forward within a hair of touching her.

"You really don't want to die, do you?" Kol whispered, tenderly.

Bonnie was in shock. Why was he being tender with her? This was not the same man who just a second ago came within an inch of tearing her heart out. This was trick.

"Yes I am." Bonnie replied, defiantly.

Kol chuckled and shook his head. "No you're not. I know what it's like to feel like dying. I know the look on a human's face when they are ready to die. You don't have that look, witch." He replied, looking in her brown eyes.

Bonnie swallowed hard. She strained to turn away from him and walked to the door. She turned to find Kol watching her.

"My offer still stands, Kol. You can come inside. I have some blood bags in my fridge." She replied with a small smile.

"Why are you being so nice? You hate vampires. You especially hate the Originals, at least that what my brother said." Kol asked stepping forward.

"I do, but since we have both suffered loss I am willing to make an exception." She replied, tensely.

Kol smiled. He loved women who had a sharp tongue, and he could tell that this one was going to be fun. He walked to the door and slowly walked through the door. He closed it behind him, and walked into the kitchen.

Bonnie had laid the blood bags on the counter. Kol looked at them and wrinkled his nose.

"These are a pale imitation to the real thing, love. I'd rather have a live one." He looked at Bonnie with a deadly look.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes. "I invited you in, because I was being nice. If you even so much as think about attacking me, I'll have you on the floor so fast your abilities won't help you." Bonnie threatened.

Kol let out a laugh. "I wasn't referring to you, love. I was meaning I need to hunt. It's so much more fun."

Bonnie crossed her arms and kept her eyes narrowed. "If you even attempt to hunt around here, the council will kill you, and I will certainly make you wish you hadn't."

"You take the fun out of everything don't you?" Kol asked, grabbing a blood bag and going to the microwave. "May I?" He asked, and Bonnie nodded. He placed the bag in the microwave and turned it on.

"Is it fun taking a human life?" Bonnie asked.

Kol looked at her skeptically. "It's what we are, witch."

"I have a name."

Kol shrugged. "I don't learn names."

"Well, you better learn mine, because if you call me witch again, I'll give you a migraine."

Kol smiled. "What is your name?" He asked, softly.

Bonnie sighed. "Bonnie" She answered.

"Hello, Bonnie nice to meet you, officially." He replied holding out his hand to her.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, but placed her hand in his. He brought her hand up to his lips and gave it a kiss.

Bonnie felt a surge run through her at the contact, but shook it off. She crossed her arms once again and leaned against the counter. She watched as Kol took the bag from the microwave and began to drink. She turned her head at the sight. She still had not gotten used to seeing vampires feed.

Kol dropped the bag in the garbage after he finished and chuckled at the sight of Bonnie hiding her face.

"You don't have to hide your face anymore, Bonnie. I'm done." He replied playfully.

Bonnie turned and smiled.

"Thank you for the sustenance." Kol replied politely.

"You're welcome." Bonnie answered. She turned and went into the living room and sat down on the couch. Kol followed her and sat down beside her.

Bonnie shifted as far away as possible.

"Come on, darling, I won't bite." Kol teased.

Bonnie glared. "I can't believe you. After everything that has happened, you still go on teasing and joking."

Kol shrugged. "I can't be serious all of the time. It's not me. You saw how I was when I arrived. I wanted to kill, and I wanted revenge. That is the most serious I have been in a long time. Even when I threatened your friend Damon, I was playing. I wasn't serious."

"Sometimes you need to be serious. You can't go through life playing and joking, Kol, and besides Damon is not my friend." Bonnie whispered.

Kol looked down at her. "Then why do you protect him."

Bonnie shrugged. "He protects Elena."

"Ah yes, my late brother's doppelganger, you said she went through transition."

Bonnie nodded.

"I wonder if she is accepting visitors." Kol stated with an evil smile.

Bonnie gasped. "You are not going to do anything."

Kol glared at Bonnie. "If it were not for her, Klaus would still be alive. It is her fault he's dead."

"You can't blame her. Your mother was the one who created Alaric." Bonnie bit back.

"Yes because of you as I recall." Kol replied, standing up.

Bonnie stood up to face him. "Because your mother spelled me" She shot back.

"Well, you're the one who left Klaus defenseless by desiccating him." Kol returned with a triumphant smile.

Bonnie huffed. "I had no choice. He was killing Elena." She nearly shouted.

Kol smiled. "All because you gave into my mother's ideas"

Bonnie huffed again. "No, it's because you had to return to Mystic Falls."

"That is a pour argument, darling." Kol replied, stepping forward, eyes tracing over her face.

Bonnie froze again. "It's the truth. If you hadn't returned to Mystic Falls, Klaus would still be alive, and…" She trailed off, when Kol was an inch away from her, again. What is it with this boy and personal space?

"And…What?" Kol asked, his eyes not leaving hers.

"And, we wouldn't be having this conversation." Bonnie replied, her eyes entranced by his.

Kol leaned down, and Bonnie's breath hitched.

"You're right. We wouldn't." Kol replied as his lips crashed onto Bonnie's.

Bonnie felt her heart stop at the contact. Her lips separated wanting Kol deeper. God, he was a wonderful kisser.

Bonnie opened her eyes, and realized what was happening. She gasped and pushed at Kol. He responded by pulling her closer. Bonnie pushed again, but Kol still held her tighter. The harder she pushed the tighter he held, and the deeper he went in her mouth. Bonnie felt her heart pounding, but she couldn't decide if it was fear or passion.

Finally Kol pulled away, and looked into the eyes of a passion enticed witch, but when he smiled Bonnie responded by giving him a massive headache.

Okay, what did you think? Any good? I tried to stay true to the characters, but I found it difficult. I hope I did. Let me know!

The next chapter will be up tomorrow, hopefully. Remember to review! I love reading them. They help me update faster!

Until Next Time...