It was her consolation prize the slight swelling in her abdomen.
She had sat their gazing into the bloody sky that hung over the dark dimension day in day out unchanging. When he came to her, 'I'm truly.' He broke off unable to utter the next word sorry. 'Truly, is there anything else red bird?' 'Yes' she had replied remembering earlier when his voice had become chocked with emotion as he held her in his arms. 'Perhaps there is something.' And then she had kissed him and he kissed her back and in that moment both he and she forgot that she was sweet little naïve Bonnie, they forgot everything. She hadn't been able too look Elena in the eye afterwards. Scared and exposed Bonnie retreated under layers of cute-as-a-button, sugary naivety. So that all Elena could see and pity was the unhappiness Bonnie felt at being second best to dark sexy Damon, and not the little inward smirk that ever so slightly terrified her. The very idea that Elena: a girl with a reputation larger than the sun and who had defiantly seemed to live more lives than your average eighteen year old girl had not, had not managed, hadn't … Oh dear lord what had she, Bonnie done?
And she had always been the consolation prize for every other boy, Damon's second best. But boy she hadn't been second best that night.
'I suppose I'm going to die now.' He had told her conversationally as they lay together her back goosepimply against his cold chest. 'your friends are going to drive nails through my temples then rip out my still beating heart and stick it on a pike.' Bonnie had shuddered slightly and then snorted. 'Who says that they'll find out?' Damon chuckled darkly 'Kitten.' He rebuked 'as if you could keep this a secret.' Bonnie had scowled at him. 'Course I could.' He had flashed her melting 1000 watt smile brushing his fingers through the ends of her strawberry red hair. She sighed with pleasure 'There's no need to worry if I don't tell them, their hardly going to guess.' The corners of his mouth twitched but he didn't insult her with a hearty 'Yeah who would? '
And now he was back. And Bonnie was happy of course she was, so so happy that it hurt. It was as if he had forgotten every kiss and caress as though. One sight of Golden Elena had burnt it all away. So, she kept smiling. They knew she was unhappy but they her friends- Meredith, Matt, Elena and Stefan. Knew or thought they knew that she would get over it. That Bonnie: a pretty, sweet, cute, flirt couldn't possibly be unhappy starting up at college. Not for long and not with all those boys! But what they didn't understand was that while she kept herself busy cheerleading and being Elena's ditzy tag along for all the other committees and societies.
Something throbbed in the back of Bonnie's mind and in those rare moments when she was alone, she would lie on her bed hand pressed to her abdomen letting a familiar promotion flash through her mind. A little girl three years old fine dark hair, wide kitten brown eyes and an angelic smile. Holding tight to her mothers pale freckled hand identified with a damaged opal ring on her index finger recognizable as Bonnie's own hand. And though perhaps she was going crazy: a eighteen year old girl, pregnant without even a long term boy friend or a job and a family who would absolutely kill her when they found out. Bonnie was ecstatic about the pregnancy each of the past four months when her period did not come she felt it was an achievement.
Because Elena and Damon could flirt with each other and break both her and Stefan's hearts but Bonnie didn't kiss and tell (well not all of the time.) and when next April rolled around and she was cooing over the new born baby in her arms. Bonnie would have the trump card. Because she would have something Elena could never have. Something Elena could neither take nor receive from Stefan or Damon.
Only witches could conceive a Vampire's child.