A groan passed Bonnie's parched lips as the pain ebbed through the haze of her exhaustion. Brutally, she was dragged her from the first good sleep she'd had in months. Hearing returned first. She was vaguely aware of a soft voice singing along to Meatloaf on the radio. The gentle whisper fingertips against the flat plane of her abdomen was sweetly pleasant…for a minute, she forgot where she was and who she was with. "Jeremy?"

"Guess again, Bon Bon."

Grief washed over Bonnie as her dark eyes popped open. She moved to sit up and panic clawed through her. She was strapped to a gurney and a thick leather belt holding her hips in place. "What the hell are you doing?" Her voice came out scratchy due to thirst. Bucking against the tethers, another scream echoed through the room. It took Bonnie quite some time to realize the bloodcurdling noise was coming from her.

"Stop!" Kai thundered and pushed her shoulders down to keep her from thrashing. "You're going to hurt yourself!" When she didn't immediately follow orders, he climbed all the way on top of her and covered her mouth. "Bonnie!" Kai's hands were stained with blood and his face was pinched in concentration. She breathed sharply against the intrusion of his hand sealing her lips closed. "Shhhhhh…" Bending over her, the tip of his nose was flush with hers. "I'm not going to hurt you. Well, not intentionally…" He huffed at the incredulous look on her face. "Not anymore, I should say."

There was no point in fighting. Kai had her pinned…but worse than that, they were the only two people trapped in this hell. There was no one coming to save her. Once she sagged again, resolved to be his plaything, he slipped off her again and returned to the task at hand. Bonnie was surprised to find that Kai had cleaned the stab wound at her abdomen and expertly stitched half of it closed. There was an IV hooked into her left arm, feeding saline into her vascular system to keep her from dehydrating.

Sweat beaded on Kai's brow as grabbed another suture kit from a heavy metal cabinet and threaded the needle. Bonnie winced only slightly when it bit into her flesh. "Why are you doing this?" He was going through an awful lot of trouble to keep her alive when they both knew at the end of the day, he was going to kill her.

Kai's concentration did not break as he made neat stitches, pulling the flesh taut so that it would heal. It would scar but she would survive. Bonnie gritted her teeth, fisting the fabric of the sheets in her hand to keep from writhing. "Done!" Kai announced a moment later. He tied off the stitches and then swabbed them thoroughly with alcohol before he applied a bandage. "I practiced on a couple squirrels. It paid off." He turned the sink on full blast, washing the sticky crimson blood from his hands.

Nausea churned in Bonnie's stomach at the thought of him hurting poor, defenseless animals. As if that was the worst of his crimes…he had murdered his entire family. Kai remained unfazed as he finished picking at dried blood beneath his nails. Without fanfare, he raised the bed so she was sitting and then moved toward the door. Bonnie rattled the restraints as she tried in vain to get free. "Kai! You can't leave me here!"

When he turned, there was such a smug expression on his face. "Oh I'm not leaving you, Bon Bon." He paused. "Although starvation is a perfectly peaceful way to die. It doesn't even hurt…you just grow weaker, the life slips from your body, and you cease to exist." Kai grabbed a bottle of antibiotics from a cabinet and poured a couple into his hand. Pulling a water bottle from his backpack, he unscrewed the cap and offered it to her. "Take these. I don't want you getting an infection."

Compliantly, Bonnie accepted the pills. She coughed slightly, taking several more sips to soothe her parched throat. Kai undid the buckles holding her hostage and helped her to sip all the way up. "There. All better." His mouth was curved into a wide grin. "Let's go home."

"Home?" Bonnie queried. When she went to stand up, her legs suddenly gave way beneath her and she gasped. Kai pulled her into his arms as if she weighed nothing. His breath was hot and sweet against her cheek as he plopped her into a wheelchair. Bonnie lurched with the violence of it, cursing bitterly. "Were there any painkillers in that stash?"

"Of course," Kai replied as he pushed her down the hallway and toward the deserted hospital entrance. "You're just not getting any. I need you sharp." The eclipse was already starting, shrouding the world in darkness. Kai heaved a heavy sigh and slipped Bonnie into the front seat of the car. When he leaned across, Bonnie reared back and slapped him hard across the face. Instead of being angry, Kai laughed. "I guess I deserved that." He buckled her in and then jogged around to the driver's side.

"You stabbed me!" Bonnie growled.

"Stabbing people is kind of my thing," Kai replied and threw the car into gear. He peeled out of the parking lot and smiled. "When we get back, the one thing I won't miss is traffic. It's kind of nice getting around without having to deal with idiots." He wrapped one arm around Bonnie's shoulders as they drove, "It may surprise you to know that I have pretty severe road rage."

Bonnie rolled her eyes skyward. It didn't surprise her at all. Kai was pure, unadulterated rage. Unfortunately, she had borne more of her fair share of it. Silence hung between them as they made the journey back to the Gemini house. The quiet seemed to agitate Kai. He shifted in his seat several times, his hand gripping tight to the steering wheel. Cityscape bled into woods. Every bump Kai hit, Bonnie let out a little mewl of pain. At least her discomfort seemed to comfort him, at least momentarily.

By the time they pulled up in front of the sprawling estate, Bonnie was bleeding through her bandage. Kai clucked his tongue, "I hope you didn't pop your stitches. I'm not going all the way back into town." Without another word, he swept her into his arms and carried her bridal-style into the house. This time when he set her down, there was a gentleness to it. Clicking on the light in the living room, he tugged the bandage away. "Good, they're intact." He fished a new bandage out of his backpack and secured it with tape.

"Great," Bonnie snarked and collapsed back on the couch. Everything in her body ached and although she really wanted to bury her face into a pillow and cry, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Kai was watching her with a blank expression as if he was waiting for her to speak. One of his hands was still splayed across her hip and the other rested above her head as he knelt beside her. Bonnie expected to feel repulsed…but surprisingly, she did not. She chalked it up to the lack of human contact over the last few months and rolled away from him.

Thankfully, Kai took the hint. He stood and padded into the kitchen. "You were out for quite a while. I'm sure you're starving." Bonnie could hear him rifling through the fridge and mumbling to himself. "I learned to cook when I was a kid. Being unable to do magic in a family of witches made me an outcast…especially given my other powers." Poking his head into the living room, he grinned but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "You could say I was a modern day Cinderella." Kai folded his arms over his chest, "Coq au vin or beef bourguignon?" When she didn't immediately respond, he forged ahead as if she had. "I agree, I feel like chicken too."

Exhaustion clawed at Bonnie, making her pain more pronounced. All she wanted to do was sleep. Unfortunately, the banging of pans from the other room was keeping her from getting any rest. Kai had to be doing it on purpose. After several minutes, Bonnie pushed herself up and tested her legs. She was still shaky and groped the wall tightly as she made her way into the kitchen. "Are you trying to wake the dead?" Bonnie grumbled and collapsed at the kitchen table. Kai gave her such a tender smile that Bonnie wasn't immediately sure how to respond.

"Here," Kai poured her a hearty glass of chardonnay and set it in front of her. "That'll help with the pain. I'd offer you red but I need that for the recipe."

"This is fine," Bonnie replied and took a long sip. The wine was cool and crisp, tickling over her tastebuds. He seemed to swell with pride as she drained her glass and then helped herself to more. "What?" Bonnie snapped, irritably.

"There was this guy in our coven who was really into wine. He used to travel around the world and pick out the best bottles. The entire basement of his house is this massive wine cellar. I never saw the point of it myself… a four dollar bottle of wine from the drugstores tastes the same to me." Kai shrugged. "But I figured since we're the only two damn people in the world, why not break out the fancy stuff?" Sighing softly, he pushed the bacon around in the bottom of the dutch oven. It was starting to smell really good in here. Kai was a better chef than Damon, to say the least.

Swigging the wine with gusto, Bonnie was aware she'd have a massive headache tomorrow. Then again, a hangover would pair nicely with the gnawing ache in her gut. She topped off her second glass and ignored Kai's questioning gaze. To his credit, he didn't say anything about it. The more the booze took the hold, the more languid she felt. "So, it didn't work, huh?" There was a sick satisfaction in that. "You couldn't take the magic from the butcher knife?"

Kai was quiet for a long moment as he stared down at the chicken browning in the pan. "Not exactly…" His voice was barely above a whisper. He tossed the vegetables in and topped them with wine and cognac before seasoning the broth with thyme, garlic, and pepper. Putting the lid on the dutch oven with more force that was necessary, he placed it into the oven to bake and stalked over to her. He grabbed the bottle of wine and poured the remainder into a goblet before plopping down beside her. "I can channel magic from the dagger just like I can from any other witch but the Ascendant didn't work, even with your blood."

There was a sadness in Kai that Bonnie hadn't noticed before. He'd always seemed so young to her but there were lines on his face that belied years of torment and abuse. "So, I have no magic, you can't use my blood, and you clearly don't like me…what's the point of keeping me around, then?" Bonnie's words were started to become slurred; a byproduct of blood loss and drinking on an empty stomach. "You could kill me and everything would go back to normal here."

"I've been alone for years, Bonnie," There was a deep sadness in his voice. "I can't want to go back to that." Reaching over, he grasped her hand gently. "I don't know what gave you the impression that I don't like you…" When she gazed down at the wound in her belly—the second one he'd inflicted upon her. "That was just business." Kai paused. "I want to get out of here but since I can't use your magic anymore…we're just going to have to do things a different way."

Bonnie furrowed her eyebrows as she watched him, "A different way?" There was something ominous in the way he said that. "Explain."

"You may have stashed your magic but you're still a witch." Kai grinned grimly. "We don't have a coven but we can make one."

"How the hell do we make a coven?" The alcohol was dulling her senses and making her feel weaker by the minute. Kai's thumb was sliding over her knuckles soothingly and he was looking at her with a hunger that she'd never seen before. "Kai?"

Without warning, Kai's lips brushed against Bonnie's ever so tenderly. She was too shocked to stop him…and what was worse, when his hand cupped her face, she found she didn't want to. A rush of something foreign pulsed through her and heat pooled between her thighs. When he finally pulled away, she was flushed and breathing deeply. "Not yet," Kai murmured. "You need to heal first." He brushed away a strand of dark hair that fell over her face, "It's nice to know that when the times comes, we can be civil about this. I promise, Bonnie. I will be good to you…" Capturing her lips, far more chastely this time, he broke away to check on dinner.

An icy horror replaced the languid desire that flared up inside her. Surely he didn't mean they would start a family. Then again, there were pictures of seven children on these walls. They were the little ones Kai slaughtered to win his rightful place in a family that had always considered him an abomination. That man was standing in the kitchen, mouthing the words to some Celine Dion power ballad; every once in a while he glanced over at her grinning handsomely. Bonnie sat in stunned silence. They were alone here. There was no one to stop him from taking what he wanted…but he didn't. It seemed, at least for now, he insisted on wooing her.

Kai brought her over a hearty portion of coq au vin. He opened up another bottle of white wine and split it between them, "Last glass. I don't want you getting sick." He also made sure she had water and encouraged her to drink it throughout the meal. Kai chatted idly all throughout dinner but Bonnie was so tired that she could only manage to chew without falling into her food. She managed to finish off most of her chicken when she let out a shaky breath. Kai was immediately at her side. "You're exhausted. Let's get you to bed." When he reached for her again, Bonnie inhaled sharply. Kai remained unfazed. He pulled her into his arms and carefully lugged her up the stairs. "Rest now. I'm going to clean up." Pausing in the doorway, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "If you need something holler."

Left alone in the room, Bonnie dug through Kai's belongings. There was almost nothing here. No mementos, no artifacts, no trophies; it was barren and desolate, much like the man downstairs.

Bonnie took out a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, the ache in her body was dulled by the alcohol. Once she changed, she climbed in and pulled the blankets over her. Although she was beyond wrecked, sleep eluded her at first. It must have been at least an hour before Kai slipped into the room and crawled in beside her. He warmed the bed but tonight, he did not touch her. Bonnie waited until his breathing was soft and even before she found herself starting to drift off. The world as Bonnie knew it was going and she was forever stuck in 1994. All she had was this man, this life…and somehow, she knew she was going to be okay.

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Uhh yup. Nothing else to be said here, folks. This story plagued me all day. I could not do ANY other writing when I got done. Ever since they started talking about how important twins are in the Gemini coven and how it built their strength, this has been on my mind. Kai is…so dark and I really, truly am starting to like him. I think Bonnie is such a strong woman and would be able to manage his moods and tempers. Plus, the last two people on earth dynamic is a pretty fun one. Umm…I would appreciate you letting me know what you think about this. I 3 you.

Also, in case you were wondering, the title for this fic came from this song: Crazy On You - Heart

-Marina