Title: Unleashed

Rating: M

Summary: We all know what happens when a werewolf bite's a vampire, but what happens when one bites a witch. One full moon, one pack, one bite….will change everything. Klonnie/Tonnie.

Pairing(s): Bonnie/Klaus, Bonnie/Tyler, Bonnie/Tyler/Klaus, Matt/Rebekah, Stefan/Caroline (One-sided), Stefan/Emily, Elena/Damon, Damon/Emily, Stefan/Emily/Damon, Abby/Elijah, Meredith/Kol, Jeremy/Meredith, Kol/Katherine, etc.

Author's Note: This is a repost! Word to the wise this fic in many ways ignores cannon, I have no idea why there was a Klaus/Tyler body swap nor do I care…so please don't bug me if I got the reason of the logistics wrong because again….I don't care. I am merely using it as a means to fake Klaus' death, that's it. Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoy…..

Part One: Transformation

Bonnie Bennett woke up to Tyler Lockwood's face hovering over her bed. And that was just what it was, his face, his body, a shell that Tyler Lockwood no longer inhabited but that Klaus Mikaelson did. Bonnie rolled her eyes as she looked up at him. She assumed he let himself in. It wouldn't be the first time. It had been three weeks since she had performed the spell that put him in Tyler's body in the first place and as she was the only one who knew his secret, he had taken it upon himself to infiltrate her life and have her do his bidding on a whim ever since.

"Good morning, love," he said. She still found the words odd coming from Tyler's mouth, even if she had gotten used to the idea.

"What the hell do you want?" She asked sitting up. As she did so, he moved from his hovering position and instead sat on the edge of her bed. She watched him warily. Since Caroline had rejected him the week before he had become rather unpredictable. It seemed that even in Tyler's body, she was repulsed by him. Bonnie glanced over at her clock and her apprehension turned into anger. "It's two in the morning," she hissed, "So unless someone's dead-"

"Or I want someone dead…," Klaus said cutting her off. She raised her hand, probably to send him flying across the room, but he grabbed it before she could, pulling her forward until their faces were so close that their noses were almost touching. "I no longer have use for this body," Klaus said.

"Why not?" Bonnie asked smiling sweetly, "Is it because Caroline still won't let you fuck her. I guess you'll want to try Matt's body next?" She jerked her arm out of his hold, smirking as his jaw clenched. The longer Bonnie interacted with Klaus outside of his true form, the easier it was to see him as something other than the monster that he was. She had never been particularly close to Tyler, she didn't know him as well as she would have if they had actually spoken on a regular basis or had spent time together outside of group activities in the same crowd. It was not as easy for her as it was for, say Caroline, to pinpoint the differences between things that the real Tyler would do and things that were solely Klaus. She had had more interaction with Tyler after he was sired to Klaus than before and more contact with him while Klaus was in his body than she had had their whole lives. "It's not as if you can go back to your body," she said.

"Matt Donovan?" Klaus frowned. Bonnie watched as he grimaced, a look she had never seen on Tyler's face. It was weird. "Don't insult me. And why not my body? Didn't you preserve it?" Klaus asked.

His tone held warning but Bonnie couldn't bring herself to be afraid. Perhaps, because it was Tyler's brown eyes looking back at her and not Klaus' cold blue ones. "Of course I did," she said, "I told you when I agreed to this that I wouldn't let you take over Tyler's body forever. I'm saying that you can't go back to your body because it would defeat the purpose of the spell. The whole point was to make everyone believe that you're dead. Or did you forget that?"

The sad thing was, she was probably not too far from the truth about why he wanted out of the body in the first place. When they had first come back out into the open and Caroline had been so relieved that "Tyler" was alive, Klaus had become obsessed with taking advantage of his new body. It was funny that when Klaus had first decided to attempt to fool Caroline into thinking that he was the real Tyler and gain her affection that way, Bonnie had laughed at him. She hadn't even had to tell Caroline that it wasn't the real Tyler, that though Tyler was still alive, he was no longer the one that was in control of his body. It took Caroline an hour to puzzle it out that something about Tyler had changed and a week for her to admit to Bonnie and herself that whatever that change was, she wanted no part of it. With Caroline's distance, came Matt's and Bonnie realized just how isolated Tyler was from the rest of the group outside of those two when no else noticed the amount of time that she spent with "Tyler", after Matt and Caroline disappeared. Because they shared a secret Klaus began to rely on Bonnie and that was when it started. She helped him hide the inconsistencies in his actions and in return he helped her develop her powers. Even as she was sure that his motives in helping her were so that her powers could benefit him.

"Of course I remember that my body is no longer an option, Miss Bennett," he said. Bonnie frowned at the image he made calling her, "Miss Bennett," even if it was really Klaus on the inside. He reached out and took her chin in his hand, lifting her face so that she met his eyes. "I am simply making sure that returning to it will eventually be an option down the road," he said.

"The only option I wish would be available down the road would be your very painful and timely death," Bonnie said smacking his hand away.

"Well it's too bad that killing me means killing your friends, not to mention your wayward mother," Klaus said, "And now that even Elena has crossed over….you have more of a reason to keep me alive now don't you?"

Bonnie looked down at her hands as she thought about Elena. She was locked in the Salvatore basement until she could be a good little vampire, Bonnie had been too wounded from losing Abby the same way and couldn't bring herself to help her friend after she had transitioned. She thought the others would understand. There was no such luck.

Caroline and the Salvatore brothers were training Elena to be the perfect vamp before she could walk out in the light, and trying to convince Bonnie that she should care that another person needed something that wasn't in her power to give. At first she had felt as if she were abandoning Elena in her time of need but the seduction of the dark magic Klaus was teaching her made her guilt lessen each day.

Stefan had been becoming more and more suspicious of "Tyler" but without his watchful eyes on him Klaus seemed to think that, that was the cue for him to come in and out of Bonnie's house whenever he felt like it. She was just glad that Abby had decided to disappear again, this time taking Jamie with her. Though she mourned the loss of both of them, she was smart enough to realize that they were both safer away from her. Besides, whatever she had had with Jamie was simply her own desperate attempt to cling to something, anything, that appeared normal, something outside of the supernatural hell that her life had become. But the dark magic that Klaus had begun to expose her to didn't fit in with that.

"Why are you here?" Bonnie asked not wanting to dwell on losing anyone else. It was always easier if she didn't think about it. While she couldn't turn off her emotions, she could block them. She could shove all of the hurt and anger down, and she could almost forget that it was there. The spells helped. Even Klaus' presence helped. He gave her something to blame, something to hate, and when any of her residual emotions escaped, he gave her something to launch them at. Not that he paid much attention to her anger or her hatred; to him it was simply something that he had become accustomed to.

"I told you," Klaus said, "This body is of no use to me any longer. I'd like to go shopping for another."

Bonnie sighed. She stood and walked across the room toward her closet. The fact that he wouldn't admit that he had wanted to use Tyler's body to get to Caroline made her think that the failed plan was the reason that he wanted out of Tyler's body even more. Funny he didn't think that once he was out of Tyler's body, then Tyler would be back in it, which left him free to pursue Caroline once again. Not that she would remind him of the fact, it would be too fun to watch his misery when it played out. Besides, it wasn't like he was interested in Caroline because of whom she was, it was more because of what he thought that he could make her.

"You refuse to use a human," Bonnie said as she opened her closet door, "Vampires are too weak. For your kind a witch's body is inhabitable, and Damon and Stefan destroyed all of your hybrids. What else is there?"

"I've found a werewolf pack just outside of town," he said, "The full moon is still out so they were easy enough to find. A lethal bunch if I say so myself. All we have to do it wait it out. When they phase back into their human forms I'll pick which one I like the best and you will incapacitate the others while I talk or force them into becoming a hybrid."

"Last time I checked Elena was a vampire," Bonnie said turning to face him, "Meaning her blood is now useless to you."

"It's a good thing that I saved up plenty from when she was a human now isn't it?" Klaus asked.

Bonnie crossed her arms over her chest. "Why go through all of this trouble?" Bonnie asked, "Wouldn't it be easier to just stay in Tyler's body?"

"Yes I'm sure it would," Klaus said his tone etched with sarcasm, "Caroline and Matt have already pulled away from 'Tyler' and Stefan is already suspicious. How long do you think it will take for them to realize that there isn't just something off but someone off? The best thing to do is get Tyler in his body as soon as possible. If I am in the body of a stranger then I won't be under their constant scrutiny and you'll know just who I choose so you'll know where to find me and punish me if I'm being a bad boy." He said the last with a smirk and a wink.

Bonnie rolled her eyes but she could freely admit that he was making a lot of sense. "Fine," she sighed, "But you need to get the hell out so that I can get dressed or you'll have to find another witch to do your bidding. Oh and after you switch bodies you get the hell out of Mystic Falls. Are we clear?" Despite the assistance he gave her and the power that he exposed her to, she was tired of being his servant, and she had spent enough time playing that role for the Salvatore brothers. It was long past the time that she started making her own decisions.

Tyler's eyes narrowed at her but it was Klaus who spoke. "Crystal," he said sounding non-to-pleased. He stood moving over to her door.

Bonnie didn't give a damn. He was probably just pouting because if he had to leave then he would have to give up Caroline or perhaps Stefan. Whatever. He could go lick his wounds somewhere else. "And when you leave you can take your sister with you," she added for good measure.

He turned and looked as if he was about to attack. Bonnie blinked at him, whispered an incantation in Latin, and watched as the bones in his legs broke. It was getting easier for her to be cruel and she'd be lying if she said that it didn't feel good.

He gritted his teeth to keep from crying out in pain. He fell to the ground, his eyes never leaving her. "You're getting better at this, love," he muttered.

"And you," Bonnie said looking down at him, "Are getting more predictable."

:::

The night air was thick and heavy. The forest called to him and being so close to nature had Bonnie's powers abuzz. Klaus walked next to his witch, because that was what she was now whether she liked it or not, and listened for sounds of the pack he had found. He purposefully walked so close to the witch that their sides touched. Whenever she moved away he followed because he knew how uncomfortable she was when he did so.

Klaus didn't know why felt bitter about her asking him to leave but he did. He also shouldn't have been surprised by it but he was. He had thought that they had reached an understanding, that they had an equally beneficial relationship. They weren't on friendly terms by any means but at the moment she was his only ally. If he was forced to leave now he would be forced to find someone else that could do his bidding and without his original form that was easier said than done.

He placed his hand on the small of Bonnie's back. "Just a little further, my dear," he whispered into her ear. He smirked when she shuddered but he couldn't help but think that she would be much more repulsed if he was in his own body. Such a waste.

Bonnie stepped away from him, and this time he allowed it. "This pack," Bonnie said stiffly, "How many are there?" She wanted to know what they were dealing with, what they were walking into. If getting Klaus into a new body would get rid of Klaus then she was all for it, however she wasn't walking into the situation blindly.

"Three," Klaus answered hating that he was forced to use Tyler's voice to do so, "Two males and one female. I wonder what they get up to."

Bonnie gave him a sideways look at the implication. "You're disgusting," Bonnie hissed.

"Yes I am," he said, "Perhaps you'll let me demonstrate some time." He wasn't being serious of course but as the thought occurred to him he didn't find it altogether unappealing. The physical release would likely do them both some good and as Caroline had rejected him he didn't have any other viable options. Besides that he was sure that were he to lure her into his bed she wouldn't be too keen on him leaving.

"You should've suggested that before you taught me so much about dark magic," Bonnie commented but the underlying threat in her tone was clear. Again hearing the words full of sexual innuendo leave Tyler's mouth was disturbing, not because Tyler was such a saint, but because Bonnie knew who was truly behind them.

Klaus was about to respond when her heard the sound of a howl coming from much closer than he expected. Frowning he stopped and listened, his heightened hearing coming to his aid. "They've heard us," Klaus said, "Seems they're not too keen on visitors and it looks like there are a few more than I thought."

"Of course," Bonnie said. She turned slightly as she heard a sound coming from behind. She heard rustling in the grass in front of them and her jaw clenched. There was nowhere to run. She had the passing thought that Klaus had set her up to walk into some sort of trap, but she shook her head. She was the only person who knew that Klaus was still alive and as there didn't seem to be anyone else that he trusted with the secret she doubted that he would turn on her so abruptly. Bonnie readied herself for a fight.

Klaus began to strip, thinking that his wolf form would serve him better in this case. He didn't miss the appreciative once over that Bonnie gave him once his shirt came off. He grinned until he realized that he was still in Tyler's body and that it was the Lockwood that she was admiring and he turned away from her. Another realization was the Tyler's body wasn't nearly as indestructible as his own.

Bonnie eyed the trees searching for any signs of the wolves that she knew were there. She couldn't see anything but as Klaus transformed next to her, his bones cracking loudly with the sound of the change, she knew that his sight once his transformation was complete would serve them much better.

Bonnie heard a growl at her feet. She looked down and saw that his change was complete. He faced forward and Bonnie chose to face the other direction, as they were being attacked on both sides it seemed.

She watched as two wolves appeared from behind the cover of the trees. They growled, their white teeth gleaming and sharp. As the first one lunged Bonnie sent it flying into a nearby tree. The second one lunged and she gave it the same treatment but they both recovered quickly however.

Bonnie tried to think of a spell, any spell to incapacitate them but she was used to fighting vampires or even hybrids, mostly in human form, but never wolves on their own.

Bonnie tried to bring the wolves down in the same way that she would bring down a vampire but giving them an aneurism just seemed to piss them off. She was at a loss as of what to do.

She heard a whimper come from one of the wolves behind her and she turned without thinking to see how Klaus was fairing. She looked on as three rabid wolves took turns taking strikes at him. She told herself that she was only concerned for his wellbeing because of she had to protect Tyler's body but she wasn't so sure how much truth that statement held and that dazed her.

One of the wolves behind Bonnie chose the moment she was distracted in which to strike. The wolf pounced and Bonnie was stunned as she was tackled to the ground crying out as the wolf's claws dug into her skin. The wolf sunk its teeth into her neck and Bonnie cried out again. She used her power to throw the wolf off, grabbing her neck and trying to stop the blood that continued to seep from the wound.

She managed to recite a spell that set the wolves fur aflame. It lasted as long as her consciousness did but it was enough to send them and the others running back into the forest.

Klaus resumed his human form, his eyes on Bonnie's wound. Ordinarily the sight wouldn't have fazed him. He didn't feel any remorse despite the fact that he was the reason that Bonnie was in the situation to begin with. The smart thing to do would be to cut his losses. But for some reason the thought of the witch dying wasn't an option, besides that he owed her.

As the wolves fled Klaus watched through Tyler's eyes as Bonnie fell to the ground. "Shit," he muttered to himself as he knelt down on the slightly dampened grass next to her. His nudity didn't bother him, perhaps because he wasn't in his own body.

Bonnie clutched at the wound looking up at him through clouded eyes. It was becoming harder and harder to see him clearly. He hesitantly reached out to her and she flinched away as if expecting him to finish her off. Even in Tyler's body she didn't feel at all safe with him.

Ignoring Bonnie's obvious trepidation Klaus let his fangs descend, biting into his wrist. Once he drew blood, he brought it to Bonnie's lips in an offering.

Bonnie closed her eyes tightly. She shook her head even though she knew that his blood would likely be the only thing that could heal her but she couldn't bring herself to let him save her life, to be indebted to him in that way. "I'd rather die," she whispered her voice scratchy and unfamiliar due to the wound in her throat.

Klaus was about to tell her to stop being so damn dramatic and let him heal her when Bonnie let out a loud pained cry, Klaus wondered how she managed the sound with her throat nearly torn out already. Her back arched off the earth and her cries continued, though she kept her mouth clamped shut, biting down on her bottom lip until she drew blood. It seemed that the wolf bite had an even worse affect on a witch than it did a vampire.

Her eyes flew open and Klaus watched as the whites were consumed by black, followed by her brilliant green irises.

"Open your mouth," he hissed even though he was unsure of what the hell was happening to her. He could heal the bite if nothing else.

Bonnie responded by clamping down even harder, the blood dripping from the crack in her lip anew. At the sound of her bones cracking Klaus leaned forward and licked the blood that covered her lips and when she opened her mouth to protest he pressed his wrist to her mouth letting his own blood, or rather Tyler's fall in. He pulled his wrist away and waited. Nothing. He left his stance hovering over her long enough to find his jacket. He pulled out the two vials of blood from his pocket that he brought in order to transform one of the wolves into a hybrid, one vial full of blood belonging to Elena and one full of blood that was his own. He tossed the doppelganger's blood aside and brought the vial containing his blood back to Bonnie, her state seemed to have worsened. If Tyler's blood didn't heal her then his blood would have to be the key. He brought the vial to Bonnie's lips and forced her mouth open and poured the contents down her throat. This has to do the trick, Klaus thought even as she fought against him.

He watched the wound on her neck slowly began to close as he savored the small taste of her blood still on his tongue. She really didn't taste that bad for a witch.

Klaus was so busy watching to make sure the bite healed he didn't notice Bonnie's irises turn a golden yellow. He pulled the vial back once he thought that she had had enough. The wound had healed but for some reason her body still writhed. It wasn't until her clothes began to rip and she began hissing and growling that Klaus realized what was actually happening.

Klaus pushed himself away from her, lumbering slightly slower than he probably should have as even after the time that passed he still wasn't used to Tyler's body.

Klaus watched, Tyler's brown eyes widening almost comically, as Bonnie transformed into a pitch-black wolf, her glossy fur shining in the light of the full moon.

:::

Bonnie Bennett's eyes snapped open and she was greeted by the morning sun. Her body trembled from the cold as the wind whipped through the trees, and she realized with a start that she was naked. The damp grass and the stiff twigs scattered on the earth dug into her skin as she attempted to move in order to cover herself, when she realized that she was already covered by something haphazardly thrown over her, a leather jacket.

Her head turned at the sound of movement, her green eyes meeting brown ones. She hadn't really processed where she was or what had happened to her but she knew those eyes, knew who they belonged to, knew the two souls that rested in the confines of one body. Of course she knew them, they were hers. Bonnie blinked at the thought, not understanding it or where it had come from.

Bonnie shook her head, a leaf falling from where it had been stuck in her hair, trying to sort out the disjointed and almost primitive thoughts that raced through it hoping one of them would tell her how she had ended up naked in the middle of the forest and why she had had the passing thought of both Klaus and Tyler belonging to her in some way.

Klaus knelt before her, in Tyler's body, wearing only the pair of jeans he had been wearing the night before but they looked slightly more worn and were covered in dirt. She had no idea where her own clothes were. He held out the shirt that he had been wearing hours ago, just before the wolves had attacked, and offered it to her. Right, the wolf attack, she remembered now.

Bonnie remembered being out of her element when facing the wolves, not knowing what spell to use to take them down. Bonnie remembered being bitten and thinking that she was going to die. She remembered the merciless pain that had come with the change that her body had undergone. She remembered Klaus shifting forms in order to join her. She remembered wrestling almost playfully in their wolf forms through the forest, romping around until they had fallen asleep piled together on the forest floor.

Bonnie shook the images away as she sat up slowly, pulling the jacket up to cover her bare chest. Clutching the jacket to her body with one hand, she took the offered shirt. Any other time she would have refused it but now was not the time for pride.

Bonnie pulled the shirt over her head with one hand, her other hand keeping the jacket held up against her. She glared at Klaus' unflinching stare. Finally Klaus turned around and Bonnie put the shirt on properly and pulled on the jacket over it, wrapping it around herself tightly. It smelled the way that Tyler used to smell (though she had never connected the scent to him before), and of the cologne that Klaus wore. For some reason the combination of the scents calmed her.

Bonnie cleared her throat to get his attention and Klaus turned back around to face her, his face looking so concerned that she thought for a moment that Tyler had somehow managed to reclaim his body. While Tyler never showed any particular concern for her wellbeing, it was safe for Bonnie to assume that he cared more than Klaus did. Klaus was Klaus after all.

Bonnie recoiled slightly as he reached out his hand toward her. She stared at it, both wanting to take it and wanting to refuse it.

"You can stay here if you like," Klaus said condescendingly, though the indifference with which he usually spoke to her was no longer there.

Realizing that he was truly offering to help her up, Bonnie took his hand her eyes widening at the heat she felt radiating from it. She saw his eyes widened as well, but he said nothing as he helped her to her feet, his shirt thankfully falling mid-thigh on her.

Once standing Bonnie attempted to extract her hand from his. No matter how hard she pulled at his hand Klaus held fast to hers.

"I have to go home," Bonnie insisted her voice raw and unused, "I have to figure out what's happening to me." It was the truth, she had turned into a wolf for God's sake.

"And so we will," Klaus said, though it was Tyler's voice that she heard.

Bonnie didn't know what surprised her more, the "we "sentiment, that seemed just wrong, or the fact that it almost seemed like he actually cared which was worse.

:::

The next time that Bonnie woke she was in her own bed. After coming home she had showered, washing the grass, leaves, and dirt out of her hair, put on a fresh pair of pajamas and crawled into bed.

She really hadn't wanted to deal with the fact that she had somehow transformed into a fucking wolf (because there was no point in denying the fact at this point), and she still didn't want to deal with it. It had only just been a few hours ago and the memories that had haunted her dreams were still fresh. She would just add it to her long ass list of problems.

"Rise and shine, my dear," a deep voice said from her doorway.

Bonnie sat up and rolled her eyes. She didn't have time to deal with Klaus' pseudo-Tyler ass. The whole thing was his fucking fault. Yes, she could have prepared herself better but he was the idiot that miscounted the wolves. She would've done some serious damage if not for the fact that Tyler would eventually need his body back.

"What the hell are you still doing here?" Bonnie asked, or rather growled in a very unladylike manner if Klaus did say so himself.

Klaus noticed her hair was curly in a wild sort of way, it had a sort untamed windswept look. Klaus liked it much better than the stiff, straight thing he was more used to seeing her doing. He frowned wondering what the hell he was even thinking about the way that she wore her hair for. "I wanted to check on my favorite werewitch," he said teasingly his hands behind his back.

"Do you think this is funny?!" Bonnie hissed. What was she saying? This was Klaus, of course he thought it was funny. Her temper flared even faster than usual and Klaus took note as her eyes flashed from green to yellow. "This is all your fault," she said.

"Admittedly it is my fault for leading you into the situation unprepared," he said attempting to defuse the situation, "Even I was unprepared and I am truly sorry that you were the one that faced the brunt of the consequences." He grinned, she seemed to be floored that he was actually apologizing. Then again he was shocked at his behavior himself. Even more shocking than the apology was the fact that for some odd reason he meant it. "I've brought a peace offering," he said. He pulled a box of donuts out from behind his back and Bonnie's stomach immediately took notice.

From Tyler's memories Klaus had deducted that Bonnie and her former best friends (though she wouldn't admit her friendship with the two was in essence over and Klaus had his doubts over whether one had ever actually existed) had given up such "delicacies" as donuts once they had become cheerleaders. But seeing as Bonnie was no longer a cheerleader and now had the metabolism of a werewolf (which he found endlessly fascinating and made her power all the more seductive to him), Klaus thought that she could afford to indulge in such things once again.

He winced. Giving her donuts was beneath him and a gesture that he knew could easily be misconstrued as being thoughtful. He was anything but, especially when it came to the witch. However, ever since her transformation, though it was only mere hours ago, Klaus had been consumed with concern about the witch's well being. Even the look of glee on her face at the sight of the donuts pleased him to no end. It was rather unnerving, and Klaus suspected that the answer to why it was occurring could be found in the same manner in which they would have to find the reason behind Bonnie's transformation in the first place.

Bonnie hopped out of bed and took the box from his hands. She didn't bother thanking him before she flipped it open and sucked down a glazed doughnut. "You can leave now," she said through a mouthful of food, "I need to figure out where to start with finding out what's happening to me. I don't need you here while I do it."

Klaus didn't flinch as she walked around him, box still in hand. "We already have a plan, sweetheart," he said.

Bonnie winced. "Don't call me that," she said, "And there is no we." For whatever reason he growled but Bonnie really didn't care. She was tired and frustrated. She still hadn't gotten used to being a witch after all of this time, (most likely because she spent more time using what she was to benefit other people than actually learning about what she was and how to manage her powers) and now she had to add being a wolf on top of that. Unless of course being a wolf somehow canceled out her powers, Bonnie gave him a calculating look, if he wasn't in Tyler's body she would test it out.

"Would you rather I call you puppy?" Klaus asked.

That was enough to rid Bonnie of any qualms Bonnie had with testing her power on him. She didn't have to concentrate hard at all to give him an aneurism. She smiled as he fell to the floor and then proceeded to eat another donut. It seemed like she still had her powers after all. "So what's the plan?" She asked as he pulled himself up to his feet.

"You mean before or after I make you pay for that?" Klaus asked. Still he was moderately relieved that she had attacked him that he was used to. Feeling some sort of strange attachment to her was a completely different story.

"We both know you're not going to do anything," Bonnie said, "So how about cutting through the bullshit and telling me this plan of yours so that I can shoot it down and you can be on your merry little hybrid way." She yawned before eating another donut. If she didn't know any better then she would say he looked hurt. She wondered what the hell his problem was. She was the only one with a reason to be upset, she had gained a species overnight. What did he expect them to bond over it and become hybrid buddies or something?

"Well," Klaus said grimacing at her as if he had read her thoughts, "If we want to know about wolves then we'll need a wolf. That pack is still around."

Bonnie blinked at him. "So you want to figure out how I became a wolf by interrogating a pack that has the wolf that attacked me in the first fucking place," she said, "Are you insane?" He raised a brow at the inquiry. "What am I saying of course you're insane," she said. She felt her temper reemerging.

He shrugged. "That's really a matter of opinion, puppy," he said. Her eyes flashed yellow again and he smirked. It was even easier to get her all riled up than before. This was becoming rather fun.

"We couldn't handle them last night," Bonnie said, "What makes you think that we can handle them now?"

"Because they're practically human at the moment," he said, "Besides we only need one and seeing as they were in wolf form and not exactly in their right frame of mind I doubt they'll recognize us. They frequent a bar not too far from here. I figure I can corner the girl, seduce her away from the men and then we'll have our one."

Bonnie frowned. For some reason she didn't like the idea of him seducing another wolf. She had brief vision of ripping the girls throat out with her teeth and smirked. Bonnie shook her head to chase the thought away. She prayed silently that wherever that thought came from she wouldn't have it again anytime soon. "Because it will be so easy to get her to fall for your charms?" Bonnie asked her tone skeptical.

"They are notorious for a reason, pup," he said. Bonnie glared at him. He looked back at her unfazed. "Get dressed, love," he said, "We leave in an hour."

"There is no we," Bonnie growled as she watched him walk out of the room. Her only response was the slamming of the door behind him.

:::

Damon Salvatore stood in front of Bonnie Bennett's front door hand raised to knock. It was the general consensus that Elena was ready to try her luck as a vamp in the light of day and so he was there to petition the witch for a day walking ring. He doubted it would be very hard, whether Elena was a vampire or not he knew that the witch would do anything for her. If he had thought that she would put up a fight then he would have brought Stefan so that he could make broody eyes at her, but he figured mentioning Elena's name would likely do the trick.

Before Damon could knock the door flew open and Bonnie who had looked to be poised to leave before her eyes landed on him, looked back at him and she froze. Damon raised an eyebrow at her appearance. She was wearing a black belted jersey dress that showed off more cleavage than he thought possible for a prude like Bonnie. The heels on her ankle boots made her about six inches taller and a little more intimidating. Her hair was wild in an enticing sort of way and even though she was looking at him with disdain there was something magnetic in her gaze.

"What the hell do you want?" Bonnie asked. Frankly, she didn't care. It was bad enough that she had been attacked, had transformed into a wolf, had no one to confide in about anything as usual, and she was about to go bar hopping with a Klaus that was trapped in Tyler Lockwood's body, she didn't want to deal with Damon Salvatore on top of that.

Damon frowned. It wasn't the first time she had given him attitude before but it had always mostly been false bravado so that she could say later that she had put up a fight before she ended up doing what he wanted anyway. This was different. "Hello Bonnie," he said, "Long time no see. I've been well how about you?" He was only pulling the asshole card because he didn't know how else to handle her.

"Don't give me that bullshit, demon," she said, "We're not friends so stop it with the sarcasm. It's not like we normally exchange pleasantries. You're here because you want something, so how about you tell me what it is so that I can say no and you can get the hell off my porch."

Damon studied the way that she was dressed once more. "Oh I see," Damon smirked, "You have a big date with that guy. What was his name? Jerry? Jimmy? No, Jamie, that was it. A big date with Jamie and suddenly she doesn't have time for little old me anymore. I'm hurt Bonnie, really."

Bonnie rolled her eyes heavenward. "What do you want?" She asked not bothering to tell him that as far as her life went, Jamie was no longer a factor. It wasn't like he gave a damn anyway.

"Elena needs a day walking ring," he said cutting to the chase. Normally when he bothered her once he mentioned Elena's name her face would soften, today he had no such luck.

Bonnie was tired of putting aside her own issues for Elena's sake, especially given the fact that Elena wasn't willing to do the same in return. She was going to figure out what was wrong with her and she was going to give a huge fuck you to Elena's current problems in order to do it. Even just thinking about it felt good. "I don't give a shit," Bonnie said smiling at Damon rather sweetly, "You have a nice day and good luck finding another witch. You could always ask Abby…but wait you turned her into a vampire so that isn't an option. That's too bad isn't it?"

Damon gritted his teeth. It was bad enough when she had her grandmother's death to lord over him. She would never let him hear the end of this one. "So you're going to hold something that we did against Elena," he said, "I thought you were a better friend than that Bonnie."

Bonnie let out a surprised bark of laughter. He couldn't be serious. "You're going to lecture me about being a good friend when you can't even be a good brother," she said, "That's rich. Oh and for the record I don't need to hold anything that you have done against Elena, I can hold everything she has done or hasn't done for that matter against her and that would be enough for me not to give a shit about her and her vampire woes."

Damon wanted to wring her neck. She was their only option and she chose now to suddenly regain her back bone. "I don't have time for this, witch," he hissed.
"And I don't give a damn what you have time for," Bonnie said her anger rising, "You know what I don't have time for, Elena's latest drama. I've given my life and the people I love up for her; I don't owe her or you a damn thing. If anything she owes me so you tell her once you find someone to make her little ring that I am about ready to cash in a few favors." It was easier than Bonnie thought to say the words. She didn't want anything from Elena, well outside of being left alone. She had meant what she had said. She was tired of being everyone's go to witch when whenever she needed someone there was practically no one there to be found, especially recently. She had been tired for a while but for some reason she had never been able to voice it. She was afraid of losing everyone when really they were already gone. It was obvious that with her temper being easier to access and her filter being obliterated she didn't care what she said to anyone anymore. It was the wolf thing, it had to be. It scared Bonnie, but she found it liberating at the same time.

Damon watched dumbfounded as Bonnie moved to walk around him, leaving the safety of the barrier that kept him from reaching her as she hadn't invited him into her house. It looked like he was going to have to force her into it. He grabbed her arm as was about to slam her against the house when a hand on his arm stopped him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," a deep voice said and Damon turned to face Tyler Lockwood.

"Wow," Damon laughed humorlessly, "First I find out that you're ready to abandon Elena and now you're apparently ready to hook up with Caroline's ex-boyfriend as well. Oh how the mighty have fallen."

Bonnie snatched her arm away from him and shrugged. "Considering the fact that you're still trying to fuck your brother's girlfriend I'd say it's safe to say that I don't really care about your judgy little opinion," she said. She looked beyond him to Tyler. "We're leaving," she said. Tyler nodded.

"You're not going anywhere until you make Elena her ring," Damon objected. Before he could finish his sentence Damon found himself slammed against the side of the house, Tyler's hands wrapped tightly around his throat.

"Do you remember what happens when a vampire is bitten by a wolf, Damon?" He growled into Damon's ear. Damon's eyes widened. "I don't believe that you do," he said, "Perhaps I should remind you." Damon fought against his hold but it was surprisingly strong. Since when had the dog become so lethal?

"Maybe," Bonnie said as she eyed the two pointedly letting her gaze settle on Damon, "We should also remind him that Klaus isn't around anymore so Stefan can't sacrifice himself to save his ass this time around."

Damon winced not liking the reminder to Stefan's sacrifice. A sarcastic remark was on the tip of Damon's tongue but his throat was squeezed harder before he could say it. "Listen to me very carefully," Tyler said his brown eyes narrowed, "You will leave Bonnie alone and you will find yourself another witch or I will be forced to kill you. Are we understood?" Unable to speak Damon nodded. "Good," he said, "And do make sure you're gone before we get back." He let Damon go and as he predicted the vampire moved to attack. In one swift motion he snapped Damon's neck.

Bonnie sighed as Damon's lifeless body fell down on her porch. "I'm not cleaning that up," she as she closed her front door and locked it, stepping over Damon's body to do so.

"You won't have to, puppy," he assured her, "We'll just be on our way and when he wakes up he'll go and whine to his brother about how unreasonable you are being."

Bonnie laughed but then a thought occurred to her and she sighed. "Yes," Bonnie said her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, "And while he's doing that he'll be sure to tell him how much Tyler's lethal behavior reminds him so much of Klaus. Threatening his life on my behalf was not only stupid but it definitely wasn't something that Tyler would do."

Klaus frowned. He hadn't really thought about that. He had simply been acting on instinct and unfortunately his first instinct was to protect Bonnie, which was laughable within itself. Perhaps it was because he understood her, as far as they knew she was the first of her kind, but even if she wasn't she was still an anomaly and he knew what that was like. Still feeling anything outside of indifference toward her was odd for him. "Excuse me for protecting you, pup," he said, "Next time I will be sure to let Salvatore rip you to shreds."

"I can protect myself," Bonnie said, "You should worry about protecting your own interest." Bonnie took note that there was a time when she wouldn't have had to remind him of that. "And stop calling me puppy or pup or any other variation of that word or I'll find a spell that will castrate you and I'll use it as soon as you're back in your own body," she said as she turned and descended her porch steps.

Klaus watched admiring the view of her legs as he did so and then chastising himself for it. "I'll remember that threat, puppy," he said smiling as she let out an irritated growl, "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes," Bonnie sighed, "Let's get this over with."

Klaus followed. She was changing and she didn't even seem to notice. Before she had talked a big game without ever really backing it up, but the fact that she was able to leave Damon on her porch without batting an eyelash told him that she was obviously becoming more willing to enforce her words with action. He remembered the night that they had come upon his sister torturing Damon, even with everything that he had done to her it had taken convincing to make her leave him there and even then she had been hesitant and she had called for help for him after leaving. Now, she simply got into her car as if Damon being unconscious on her front porch was an everyday occurrence. And her mouth, she had always had no problem using it before and he was used to her attitude but she seemed to be standing up for herself and actually meaning it. Even when she had given people attitude before she had ended up doing what they wanted even so but now it seemed she had suddenly gotten the ability to say no and mean it. He wondered how her little friends would take the change not that they wouldn't have an on call witch, the next time a new threat came along. Klaus wasn't sure what changes Bonnie's wolf would bring but he knew one thing, he was sure as hell going to have fun watching it all play out.

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The hole in the wall that Klaus claimed was a bar was jammed packed by the time they arrived. It turned out that it was a popular watering hole for werewolves that was called ironically enough, The Silver Bullet. Klaus had insisted that they go out for dinner before crashing the werewolf haunt so that they could better map out their plan of action this time around but Bonnie doubted that they were anymore prepared than they had been the first time that they had faced the wolves.

In fact the only part of the dinner they had spent discussing their plan had been the very end, the rest had been spent with Klaus staring at her oddly and asking her about her life as if he cared enough to get to know her. No one cared enough to get to know her, even her own friends didn't know the person that she now was and hadn't known her for a long time in reality. The dinner had made Bonnie uncomfortable, with Klaus being in Tyler's body it had been easier to forget who he was and she had for a while answered his questions and spoken to him as if they were old friends. It was when she had realized what she had been doing that they finally had gotten around to talking about their plan of action as an excuse to change the subject and to give Bonnie something to think about outside of freaking out.

Bonnie was beginning to wonder just how much Tyler would remember by the time he got his body back. He was after all still very present under the surface and it made her think that perhaps she should try and get a better hold of her behavior. She didn't need him coming back and having anything to hold over her head. But she doubted that after making the deal with her to perform the spell in the first place that Tyler would hold the outcome or her actions against her once she figured out a real way to handle Klaus and he returned, but she also didn't see the point in taking any chances. However, getting a hold of her behavior was harder than it sounded, especially with the wolf that she was beginning to feel humming just beneath the surface making its presence known more and more.

Klaus stayed close to Bonnie as they walked into the bar, which she thought was counterproductive as the whole point was for him to seduce the she-wolf of the pack they had encountered so that they could get information from her. However, every time Bonnie moved to step away from him Klaus seemed to follow. It was getting to the point where Bonnie was contemplating going to the ladies room because that was the only place she could think of that he wouldn't come trailing behind her in.

The bar smelled heavily of sweat and cigarette smoke, being surrounded by so many people and so many different scents made Bonnie take notice of her heightened sense of smell. The place smelled disgusting and she had to consciously fight the urge to gag. Klaus' scent was the only one that didn't seem off putting to her much to her dismay. He smelled like the forest, like nature, with a mixture of his cologne, and there was just a hint of Tyler's scent still there that for some reason pleased her as well.

Bonnie wadded her way through the sea of people and listened to the conversations that she shouldn't have been able to hear over the music. Her sense of hearing had apparently improved as well. She didn't relax until she made it to the bar. She sat down on an empty bar stool and Klaus took the stool next to her, his arm wrapping around her and resting lightly at her waist. Klaus ordered them both drinks and the bartender didn't bother carding either of them much to her relief, since technically they were both still too young to drink as the body Klaus now inhabited was of an eighteen year old.

"How are you enjoying your new gifts, puppy?" Klaus asked. He had taken notice to the little ticks that Bonnie had made giving away her abnormalities. The way her nose scrunched as she sniffed the air. The way her ears perked up at the sound of a particularly interesting bit of conversation. It was clear that she was still discovering and adjusting to her new abilities and it was intriguing to him to discover each change that she went through.

Bonnie scowled at him and then at the bartender after he placed a beer in front of Klaus and some monstrosity that was pink, topped with whipped cream, and probably didn't have enough alcohol content to constitute calling it an alcoholic beverage in front of Bonnie. Rolling her eyes at her drink Bonnie picked up Klaus' beer and took a swig. "About as much as I'm enjoying your company," Bonnie muttered eyeing Klaus over the bottle, "So basically not at all."

As Bonnie placed the beer bottle back on the bar Klaus picked it up and took a swig as well. She raised a brow at him but he simply shrugged. He could taste her on the bottle, he found he liked the taste even more than the remembered taste of her blood. "Well, pup," he said, "You may not enjoy my company but I find yours rather titillating and I happen to enjoy the way you taste as well."

"Save your charms for the she-wolf," Bonnie said. She grabbed the beer from his hand and downed the rest of it before she motioned to the bartender for another.

"I thought that was what I was doing," he said placing a hand on her knee. She was a she and now a wolf after all. If he didn't actually stop to think about his behavior he found that he could easily justify it.

Bonnie immediately pushed his hand away. "What are you doing?" Bonnie asked. She was sincerely beginning to wonder what the hell was going through his mind. He was behaving rather un-Klaus-like, which seemed kind of redundant seeing as he wasn't even in his own body but it wasn't as if he was behaving rather Tyler-like either. Neither man had ever really shown her any particular interest. Okay, that was a lie. There were times before him and Caroline were a thing when Tyler would look at her in a way that would make Bonnie's insides warm, it had almost had an animalistic quality to it. She had considered the idea of Tyler more than once before there had been a Tyler and Caroline or her and Jeremy, but he was an asshole and Bonnie had never gotten to see the side of him that he had showed Caroline until the night of the spell. As for Klaus; if nothing else Klaus had always been interested in her powers. But, neither of them had been interested in Bonnie as a person and it was clear that they both had romantic (and she used that word rather loosely in terms of Klaus' feelings) intentions toward Caroline, so she didn't know the reason behind Klaus' behavior.

There was no reason for Klaus to be looking at her the way that he was looking at her and there was no reason for the comments that he kept making. There was also no reason for him to want to get to know her better. They had been spending time together for weeks and it had never gotten personal, he had never been interested in knowing her beyond knowing what she was capable of doing with her powers, not until she had suddenly shape shifted into a fucking wolf.

Klaus sighed. He didn't know what the hell he was doing. Ever since Bonnie had made her rather sudden alteration into a werewolf of sorts his attitude toward her had changed. It was unnerving and he hated it and he wanted an explanation for it just as much as she wanted an explanation for why she had changed into a wolf in the first place. "Nothing, puppy," he said as his eyes met those of the she-wolf he was meant to target across the room, and he found a very welcome distraction, "Don't worry about it. Just sit here and chase your tail until I get back."

Bonnie shook her head as Klaus hopped off of the bar stool and headed toward his target with a smooth stride that she had never before associated with Tyler's body. As soon as Klaus vacated the stool next to her, another man moved to occupy it as if he were waiting for his chance. Bonnie studied him out of the corner of her eye. He was tall and kind of thin, but he was muscular. He had a head of unruly dirty blonde hair and green eyes that could rival those of Stefan Salvatore. Bonnie saw his eyes flash yellow as he eyed her in return. He was a wolf.

"Your boyfriend seems like an asshole," he said. His tone was leading as if he were waiting for her to confirm or deny whether or not she and Klaus were an item.

Bonnie gave him a bored look and then took a swig out of the new bottle of beer the bartender sat down in front of her. "He isn't by boyfriend," she said.

"Good," he said his tone approving, "Because I was hoping that you had better taste than that." By better she supposed he was referring to himself.

Bonnie chanced a glance over to where Klaus was 'wooing' the she-wolf. In all actuality he was simply sitting at the red headed woman's table as he glared over at Bonnie and her companion, which was probably why he was obviously striking out. Bonnie sighed. It looked like it would be up to her to ensnare them a wolf that they could get information out of.

Bonnie gave Klaus one last look before turning and giving all of her attention to the man beside her. She grinned at him and scooted slightly closer. "Well I was hoping that you had some better lines," she said, "But if you tell me your name then I may let you try out a few more."

He smirked at her. "The name is Aidan Thompson," he replied, "And yours is?"

Bonnie placed her hand on his knee. "Bonnie," she said, "That's all that you need to know for right now." She gave him a wink for good measure.

Aidan raised an eyebrow at her response. "No last name?" He asked, more curiosity than suspicion in his tone.

Bonnie shrugged. "You want the last name then you'll have to earn it by keeping my interest," she raised her hand from his knee to his thigh, "Do you think that you can do that?" He may have been a werewolf but he was still a part of the supernatural community, a community to which her last name was well known. There was a chance that if she told him her last name then he would know that she wasn't just a wolf but a witch and who knew how he would react to that.

Aidan leaned forward, so close to her that his lips brushed her ear when he next spoke. "I think that I can mange that," he whispered.

Bonnie giggled, in spite of her disinterest in him. She didn't really know what had gotten into her. Sure she had flirted before but this was different. She had never been okay with being this close with someone that she wasn't really interested in. She wasn't a beast by any means but it was a rare thing that someone showed interest in her and she was lacking in the experience area. Yet and still she was able to shamelessly throw herself at someone she didn't even want for the sake of gaining information. Not for the first time, her behavior since the wolf attack was giving her pause.

"We have an audience," Aidan said sounding agitated and pulling back from her a little, "Your not boyfriend is watching."

Bonnie once again searched the room for Klaus. It took her a moment to find him as she had momentarily forgotten whose body he was inhabiting. As she found him she was more than a little taken aback by his expression. She had never seen that expression on Tyler's face before and it reminded her that Klaus was under the surface and that even though he no longer inhabited his own body, Klaus was still lethal. She wasn't sure why he was looking so angry, they needed a wolf to give them information and as he wasn't doing the job she was getting them one. She wouldn't have bothered had he been paying an ounce of attention to the female wolf that he was supposed to be seducing.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at Klaus and then turned back to Aidan. "How about we take this somewhere more private," she suggested, "Unless of course you like an audience."

Aidan wasted no time at all as he stood and inclined his head toward the exit. "After you," he said.

Bonnie stood as well and Aidan led her through the sea of people and werewolves, his hand on the small of her back. She saw Klaus move to follow out of the corner of her eye. She moved more quickly, not sure of what Klaus was planning on doing and not wanting him to ruin their plan.

Bonnie sighed in relief as they made it outside. The night air was welcome and away from the many bodies and scents she felt like she could breathe again.

"My car is over this way," Aidan said pointing across the parking lot. He began to move in the direction where he had pointed but Bonnie stopped him with a hand on his arm.

Just as Klaus left the bar and began to make his way toward them, Bonnie backed Aidan up against the brick wall on the outside of the bar. She took his face in her hands and pulled him down toward her until their lips met. She concentrated her powers as she kissed him, surprised that she could keep herself detached from such an intimate act.

Bonnie yelped as she was pulled roughly away from Aidan and into Klaus', or rather Tyler's side. "What the hell are you doing?" He shouted menacingly.

"Getting us a wolf," Bonnie said watching triumphantly as Aidan's eyes glazed over before they closed and he slunk back against the brick wall and sunk to the ground. She frowned when she was reminded of when she had used the same trick to protect Jeremy the night of the sacrifice. But she didn't want to think about Jeremy at the moment, or really ever again. She turned to face Klaus' accusing gaze. "What is your problem?" She asked, "First you don't even bother trying to seduce the wolf we were targeting and then you get mad at me for doing what you couldn't?"

His face contorted in rage a moment before he caught himself. She was right of course. Because he couldn't keep his eyes off of her he had ruined their plan to kidnap the she-wolf and then he had gotten so worked up about her getting up close and personal with the other wolf, he hadn't even realized that she was simply doing it for their benefit. Still, the very thought of that wolf being close to her, touching her, kissing her. New rage began to form, rage that it had happened and rage that he cared. "Get in the car," he ordered, "I'll grab your catch."

Bonnie moved to do as he said but stopped and turned back to him. "As soon as we figure out what's wrong with me I'm done," she said, "You're going to have to find yourself a new witch."

"I will," Klaus agreed even as his mind told him different, "But I want my body back first."

"Fine," Bonnie said, "Then you and your sister get the hell out of my town and I never want to see you again." He had fucked up her life from the moment he had entered it. Bonnie was tired of it all. She had died and come back. She had lost her boyfriend to a ghost. She had lost her friends to the supernatural. She had lost her humanity to her powers. She had been forced to say goodbye to her Grams not once but twice now. Her mother was a vampire. She was a fucking werewolf. Even if she couldn't blame everything that had gone wrong with her life on Klaus she could blame him for majority of it and she didn't owe him or anyone else anything. If anything they all owed her a normal life. She had saved the whole race of vampires and she had still hadn't even managed to get a sincere thank you. But it didn't matter, once she found out why she was able to change into a wolf she would tell everyone to go fuck themselves and leave Mystic Falls to go to hell in a hand basket without her there to protect everyone, but first she would make sure that Klaus was gone before she was so that no one had a reason to come and find her.

Klaus watched as Bonnie stormed toward the car. She may have thought that that she could declare that she was done and it could all be over just like that. But that wasn't how life worked and the more that Klaus thought about leaving the more that he wanted to stay. Whatever this was it was bigger than Bonnie's transformation, much bigger.

He turned and glared down at the unconscious form of the wolf that had dared to touch Bonnie. He had better pray that he could help them or Klaus would have to kill him. Klaus grabbed his arm and unceremoniously began to drag him across the parking lot, even though he was more than strong enough to carry the asshole properly. Hell, Klaus thought as he began to grit his teeth, he just might have to die regardless of whether he can help us or not. As he dragged him he slammed the idiots head against the brick wall for good measure.