Story: Outlaws
Pairing: Klaus/Bonnie
Background: After she witnessed her grandmother die for a second time, Bonnie have had enough. She left Mystic Falls and never looked back. She also never allowed anyone to ordered her anything, ever again. In the supernatural world, she became a famous name. Powerful witch who can get things done...for a price.
Synopsis: Bonnie hasn't seen Klaus in five years. He's been trying to find her, but he never did. Until now. Instead of rage and hurting, she'd expect he came asking for help and he's kind of desperate.
CHAPTER 1 The Fixer
Bonnie was tossing and turning all night long, so at 6:03 that Monday morning, she finally gave up on good night sleep. She sat on the edge of her bed in cold sweat. This recent dream wasn't a usual one, it was more intense than most. She tried to catch her breath and calm herself. ''You're safe.'' She whispered to herself in a dark room.
Over the years she became fearless and rude. Unapologetic for her actions and never really caring whose toes she might be stepping on. Truth be told, she also hasn't seen him in five years. She maybe even foolishly forgot about him even, after all she has become so good at hiding from him. And then this; then he appears in her dreams. Bonnie tried to remember every detail of her dream as she began to walk back and forth around her room. His hair was longer. She nods, making a check list in her mind, and he was covered in blood. He was standing in a small room and around him were dead bodies. Dead bodies of people who have been daggered.
Who were they? C'mon Bonnie, remember. This is important. She was talking to herself, ignoring the cold ground and how much she is freezing. It was November and she was walking with nothing but her thin pajama' bottoms and over-sized t-shirt. But she didn't care about being cold. All she wanted to do was figure this dream out. So she closed her eyes and focused. Elijah, seeing him like this was horrifying. He was lifeless and pale, with blood all around him. At the other side of the room, there was Kol, in exact same state. And on the bed, she had to think about it, on the bed was Rebekah, daggered, just like the rest of her family. Has Klaus killed all?
''Bonnie?'' Voice made Bonnie flinch. She swiftly turned on the lights only to realize the voice saying her name was her roommate Lydia. Girls' eyes were barely open, because unlike the witch, she slept peacefully up until this point. ''What's the matter?'' She asked softly as her red hair still covered half of her face and she made no movement to shift it anywhere.
''Oh, nothing. Sorry.'' Bonnie bit her lower lip. Sometimes she forgot she's sharing an apartment with an ordinary girl. Sometimes she is so caught up with spells and vampires and hybrids, she forgets she made a decision to live her life as standard human when she enrolled in Dartmouth.
''I'll go. You go back to sleep.'' Brunette said shortly before she turned off the lights and left their bedroom to go to the kitchen.
Bonnie pour herself a glass of water and there was only one question on her mind. Does this mean he found her?
He finally saw her. It has been years since he started his search. When she left her small hometown day after graduation, she really didn't wanted to be found. Ever again. He asked many people about her, but information rarely came. It has been long and hard to find her, as if she took tips from Katherine Pierce herself. But there she was, he finally saw her. In a library, sitting there like an upcoming test was biggest worry in her entire life.
She was wearing skinny jeans that showed off her gorgeous legs, he stupidly didn't notice before. She also had a simply white t-shirt and luxurious grey vest over it. Preppy Dartmouth look. She radiated power and determination, he was certain she never allowed anyone to boss her around. He knew people came to her and she fixed their problems, in return they gave him false info and she remained hidden. Until this day.
He admired the fact she has been successfully avoiding him for such a long time and he would probably leave her alone. If it wasn't for the fact he needed her. He fixed his black shirt and quietly walked over to her table. He sat down and she looked up from textbook she was so religiously reading.
First emotion? Shock. But Bonnie wouldn't allow herself to show it. She looked up because she sensed dark and tortured aura. She knew it wasn't anyone good, but those rarely ever came to her these days anyway. She became the fixer. The one vampires called when they were being threaten or persuaded by hunters. She'd hide them better. She also helped several hybrids return to their previous state of being only a werewolf and having free will, so she knew the face he didn't come for a friendly conversation. He surely wanted her dead.
There was many villains in the supernatural world, Bonnie didn't consider herself one of them. She liked to believe she was in a grey area, between good and evil. Deciding which side is the right one, one case at the time.
No one spoke for first two minutes. She knew he's been chasing her, he knew she successively messed with his plan and was the only one who lived to talk about it. He wouldn't dare to kill her, because she was too powerful and too crucial. She became known as a fixer and he need a situation to be fixed. For the problems she caused him with hybrids, she owed him that much. "Bonnie." He broke the competitive silence between them.
She never forgot his British accent or his ridiculously pretty his blue eyes are, but she also didn't allow herself to openly fear him anymore. When she reached her breaking point and left Mystic Falls, she promised to herself no one will take her for granted ever again and so far, she kept that promise. "Klaus." She said in a voice that sounded flirtatious, even though she didn't attend it to be.
"It's lovely to see you." He flashed a smile she found bizarre, yet attractive. He is one of the most evil person's she knows, yet he smiles so often. It was so illogical.
"You didn't come here so we could chat." Bonnie closed her textbook. "You came here because you need something." She teased him. She knew who she was and what she could do. It gave her enough confidence to mess with a impulsive man. She knew she could get away with it.
He smiled as he looked down. She was truly as bold and as confident as they told him she would be. He noticed she was teasing him and he realized she was the only person who can get away with that. Because he needs her. "Rebekah." He only says the name of his beloved sister. If the rumors are true, to someone of her skill it will be enough.
Bonnie nodded her head. "Give me your hand." And right after she said it, she got a doubtful look from the hybrid. "I don't wanna hold hands because I'm romantically interested in you. I want it because that's how it's done."
He then reached across the table and touched her hand. Bonnie closed her eyes because she began to have a flashback.
First, his hand seamed to took her into a whole another era. In the woods, in the night. There was a witch. An old women. Around her, a circle of five, what appeared to be knights. The women was doing a spell and then tattoos began to appear on men's naked torso's. Then, there was a flash of white light and Bonnie knew that meant flashbacks weren't over. Next thing she saw was a handsome man undaggering Rebekah and taking her away in his arms. Outside of Mikelson residence, four other man waited for him. Rebekah was still sleeping in his arms. They looked similar to men in first flashback, but Bonnie thought they weren't the same. Both some sort of knights, though. Third image was Klaus walking into his basement and seeing an empty coffin.
Bonnie let go of hybrid's hand. "They got Rebekah."