*Chapter 2*
Later that night Bonnie stayed awake for hours on end, mentally replaying the conversation with Matt several times. And each time she did so, more and more questions arrived to the surface. What could possibly be happening on the other side that was causing such a stir? If something happens to the otherside then where would the dead supernatural beings go? And what about Kol? Why was it that Kol was the only one that she was incapable of seeing? Why would the travellers want to block her from seeing him, above all others? Groaning, she grabbed her pillow, and pulled it over her head in an attempt to extinguish the burning thoughts surging through her mind but to no prevail. They still raced through like wildfire. Sighing, she got up and decided to have a shower.
Upon reaching the bathroom, Bonnie froze. From the corner of her eye she noticed a slight figure across the hall. She turned to face the figure and saw it was the very same old, withered looking lady who had been one of the first to pass through her to the otherside.
"Hey," Bonnie said, taking a hesitant step towards the woman. She received no reply. "Can I help you?" she tried again. At first Bonnie thought that she still wasn't to receive a reply, but then the old woman spoke;
"The child." Her voice came out in nothing more than a hoarse whisper.
"Sorry, what?" Bonnie asked, perplexed.
"The child. He's distressed my dear. Now, more so than ever before." As she spoke, her body swayed slightly. Even in death, the woman looked tired and weary.
"I'm sorry I'm still not following. What is this child worried about?"
"About everything that's happening to the otherside dear child. The girl was the first to go; now two others have been taken. We all live in the fear that one of us is next and I have come to ask for your help. That poor boy has been a comfort to me, even in my death and now I wish to try to return the favour."
"I see. Well I don't mean to sound rude but I really don't know what I can do. I barely even know what's going on around here let alone the otherside."
"Well I'm afraid that's for you to figure out dear. If anything happens to the otherside, I dare say the consequences for the human world will be grave. I shall keep you informed as much as I can but for now I have nothing else to say. Please say you'll do all you can to help." Pleading, grey eyes looked into Bonnie's.
"Of course," she nodded. "I'll do everything I can."
"And in return I shall inform you with all that I know. Perhaps I will be around long enough to see an end to this."
"What about my Grams? Is she still…you know?"
"Your grandmother is still with us, child. You needn't worry."
Bonnie let out a sigh of relief, nodding slightly and received a tired but pleased smile before the lady turned and started to make her way down the small hallway. For a moment or two Bonnie stood rooted to the spot before she blurted out a nagging question that had been itching to get out.
"Excuse me," she called out to the lady, who, upon hearing her, froze in her tracks and looked back towards the anchor. "The child you speak of. Who is he? Do you know?" This time, it was the lady who nodded.
"Kol, my dear. Kol Mikaelson."