A/N: Not even remotely Beta-ed, sorry. Also as a disclaimer none of these characters are mine they unfortunately still belong to Julie Plec, Caroline Dries, and the CW network.

It was in the fourth week of June. She remembers because it was only a few weeks after the one-year anniversary of the day her mother abandoned their family and her father decided that being around anything other than his work was too much for him.

A knock on the door as she sat in front of her Grams' living room table -crayons and paper scattered about -Miss Cuddles sitting on the couch quite stoically for a teddy bear; almost as if the plush toy itself could sense what was to come. Bonnie remembers, vaguely, the sight of her grandmother wiping off her hands with a worn dishrag as she walked from the kitchen to the front door. At the time Bonnie had been much too invested in transferring as much yellow as possible to the sheet of parchment in front of her to pay close attention. With the door open, fresh sunlight had illuminated the doorway and shown through the curls of her grandmother's hair but Bonnie hadn't quite been at the right angle to see who was on the other side as the hushed conversation finally managed to capture her interest.

"You know the risks."

"Yes, and you know the traditions."

"What about the younger ones? What about Bonnie? I won't have her in danger especially not after everything she's been through in the past year…"

"Everything is covered. The problem will be eliminated as soon as we can get everyone and everything assembled. I need them out of our way for the time being. You're the Matriarch, you can protect them and keep them on track with their training."

"And him?"

"Make him do chores while you practice or lock him in a room."

"You know that's not what I meant-!"

"Nothing will happen we made sure of that. He knows his place."

"And you know mine." A long hard pause, "I'll take them but I won't be reduced to a nanny. I will be informed and updated regularly now that you've brought this to my backyard against my express wishes."

Another pause. There was the distant sounds of slamming car doors and footsteps against porch-wood. A creak of the front door could be heard as it was opened a bit wider.

"Bonnie" Sheila had called out as she looked over in her granddaughter's direction "Come here child." She gave Bonnie a wan smile as she gestured her over with her right hand. Bonnie unfolded herself from her position on the floor, making sure to drop her yellow crayon on the table and pick Miss Cuddles up by the arm as she made her way over to her Grams' side.

The sight of the Parker Patriarch standing tall in the doorway while not particularly new to the young girl had been a bit foreboding and more than a bit intimidating as she was caught under his stern gaze. Though she grew up spending practically as much time with the Parker coven as she did with what was left of her own, there had always been something off about Joshua Parker; something cold about the coven leader that her young perceptive mind often detected whenever in his presence. She remembers clasping Miss Cuddles to her side a bit more tightly at the thought. Unfortunately, whatever feelings the Patriarch inspired in her had soon paled when she saw the figures standing next to him –or rather, one of the figures in particular. For it wasn't Jo with her clear blue eyes and dark hair that alarmed her. Nor was it the twins Liv and Luc with their curly blond locks and cherubic features that made her wary. No, it was Kai Parker, Jo's twin brother who even then managed to annoy Bonnie just on sight.

In his father's presence, as per usual, he'd looked cowed. He remained quiet, seemingly obedient and quite literally kept his head down. It was fairly apparent to anyone paying the slightest attention that Kai was kept on a tight leash by his father. Whenever the two were near each other Kai kept silent unless he was expressly told not to, he always placed himself out of the way of his father and siblings, and immediately did what he was ordered to. Young Bonnie would've felt worst for him if during the first time they had ever met at a coven-to-coven reunion he hadn't tried to hold her down in his backyard and put an earthworm in her hair.

A tiny, smug smile had lifted her small face as the young girl remembered his shocked expression when she'd flung him off with a little help from her magic and he'd landed in the muddy flowerbeds. It had been the first time she'd ever shown any sign of magic and it couldn't have been more convenient or satisfying. The soon to be witch could never figure out what happened that day though –what she possibly could have done to him to deserve such unwelcome treatment. All she knew was that their interactions had only gotten worse from there. Even at that very moment his expression was void but for a defiant glint in his eye as he looked at her from beneath his lashes. She recalled how she'd raised her chin in the theatrical way that only an eight year old can pull off to show him that she wasn't scared.

"Bonnie," Sheila had said again as she captured her granddaughter's eyes "show Liv, Luc, Jo, and Kai up to the spare rooms. Liv and Jo can share the first and Luc and Kai can share the one between our rooms. They're going to be staying with us for a while." The girl took a moment to look back and forth between the Parkers and her grandmother curiously, but nodded so she didn't appear rude.

"Yes, ma'am." Bonnie responded verbally. She then stepped out of the way and placed Ms. Cuddles on the small table used to store mail and keys located by the door.

Liv and Jo were the first to enter the house and each had smiled at Bonnie as Liv wrapped her stubby seven-year-old arms tightly around her in a hug and Jo asked how she was. Luc was the third to enter, huffing along excitedly with his hefty luggage –no doubt stuffed primarily with toys. Before Bonnie had fully turned to lead them through the house she caught sight of Kai still standing in the doorway. His father had a tight grip on one of his shoulders and the look between them could only be described as tense. The stare that Joshua gave his son was a very clear threat before he finally released him –a threat of what, Bonnie hadn't been sure but from the slight shiver that ran up her spine she wasn't convinced she wanted to know.

She led the Parker siblings up the stairs to the second floor. Opening the first door on the landing, she'd made sure the other two girls were settled. Turning down the hall, she'd helped Luc carry his bag past the upstairs bathroom then past her own room until they reached the second guest room. The entire time she'd felt eyes on her back as Kai's subtle footsteps echoed behind them. She was just helping Luc settle his bag on his bed when Grams called out from the floor below.

"Everybody! Come say goodbye, your father's leaving"

In a rush, Luc had scampered off to say goodbye to his father, too quickly it would seem as the sudden movement jerked the bag in such a way that one of the semi-zipped compartments came undone and some of its contents spilled out onto the hardwood floor. Bonnie had sighed as she bent down and collected the small trinkets and action figures and stuffed them back where they belonged. From the thumping footfalls she heard racing down the staircase she had assumed that she would be the last one to make it downstairs. That is why when she stood up and turned around her little heart had nearly jumped out of her chest as she found herself facing the twinkling eyes of Kai Parker as he stood mere inches away.

In that moment, Kai's stare had been eerie in its focus, reminiscent of what an owl might look like before it claims a mouse as its prey. An unassuming grey hoodie brought out the odd blue-grey coloring of his thinned irises and was paired with his usual cargo-short and sneaker combination. The brown pelt of his hair was cropped boyishly in a parody of neatness and was brushed away from his face. Unlike his siblings, he'd carried his luggage effortlessly with one hand, which could have been considered a moderately impressive feat for his ten-year-old frame if his only bag wasn't significantly smaller than those of the other Parker children.

As if Bonnie hadn't found him unsettling enough, he'd cocked his head to the side and allowed a mischievous grin to grace his features as he continued to stare at her. She'd narrowed her eyes and refused to break contact throughout the long silence. Finally, after somewhat taming his expression and looking away, Kai slowly brushed past her to set his bag down on the dresser, making sure to "accidentally" bump into her on the way there. Bonnie huffed and glared at him before making her way to the bedroom door. Just as she was about to exit the room Kai spoke

"Thanks for getting all of us settled in, Honey-Bee."

Her entire being froze and she whipped her head back in his direction only to find him nonchalantly sprawled on his bed smirking down at the comic book in his hands.

At that moment she decided she hated him. With as much contempt as her little body could hold, Bonnie Bennett hated Malachai Parker. Because there was only one person who'd ever consistently called her that nickname; one person who along with her father use to tuck her in at night to make her feel safe and whole; one person who use to use it in conjunction with I-love-you-s; the woman who just one year prior had decided that Bonnie was no longer good enough to stick around for and who had one day packed up and abandoned their family.

Honey-Bee had been the nickname her mother had made and used for Bonnie for as long as she could remember. Everyone knew it, which is why after Abby left, everyone –both Bennetts and Parkers alike –made it a point to not call her by it again.

Yet here Kai was purposefully using it to cause her pain even though she hadn't done one nasty thing to him since he'd arrived to warrant it.

He was a bully. Just like he was the day they first met and she hated him.

Bonnie wasn't as surprised as she should've been when a rogue spark of her magic caused the bedroom door to slam shut behind her as she stalked out of the room.

Kai never came back down to say good-bye to his father. Joshua Parker left anyway.

A/N: So here's the first chapter/prologue of sorts. I wanted to start the story off with a flashback from Bonnie's POV so that we get some sort of background started on her and Kai's relationship.

I also wanted to expand a bit on the emotions and effects Abby's abandonment has on Bonnie bc I think that it was a disservice that the show didn't treat it with as much significance as it could've. Something as traumatic as the physical abandonment of one parent followed by the emotional abandonment of the other in one's formative years isn't something that doesn't shape a person or that a person can just easily get over. Plus, I think it would be interesting to juxtapose Bonnie's relationship with her parents to Kai's relationship with his.

Don't worry though, Bonnie's initial aversion to Kai won't stem from this one incident, but considering how young she is in this flashback I felt that it was appropriate to play up her hurt over Kai's underhanded use of the nickname.

If I continue this story, the next chapter will include flashbacks from Kai's point of view so that we may get more details and a better understanding of why their relationship has started off the way it has. Let me know what you guys think!