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She gets a call from Matt the next morning. He informs her that he had called Sherriff Forbes to ask about the Founders Council, but it turns out that Pastor Young and the Council had all died in an explosion earlier that morning.
"What?" Bonnie asks, more than a little dumbfounded.
"Obviously there's not a whole lot of details since it just happened hours ago, but Sherriff Forbes thinks that Pastor Young did it."
"That literally makes no sense, though…"
Last night, Pastor Young had been perfectly happy leading the Council and some insane crusade to rid Mystic Falls of supernatural beings. So why suddenly kill himself and the entire Council along with him?
"I don't know…I mean, it's still under investigation, so who knows what might come up?"
Bonnie wonders if it makes her a bad person that she's a little relieved that she won't have to look over her shoulder to see if someone that she had known since a child was going to come after her again.
"Will I see you in school today?" Matt asks.
Honestly, she doesn't really feel like going. But, if she ever wanted to get into college and get the hell out of Mystic Falls, school attendance was kinda necessary.
"Yeah, want a ride? I know your truck is kinda totaled after…"
"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks," Matt says quickly.
"Okay, see you there soon."
After dressing, she heads down the stairs and turns the TV on for some background noise. She only half listens to the tail-end of the weather report on the morning news. It's the next segment that manages to catch her attention.
"Breaking news: This morning a family of four was found brutally murdered in Greenville. A neighbor claimed to have heard some odd noises coming from the house in the early hours of the morning. They found that the front door was open and the family, including two adults and two teenagers, had all been killed. Details have not yet been released as the investigation is ongoing. We will update you with more information when it becomes available."
The whole story gives her a bad feeling. And not the kind of bad feeling that one got when they heard about a tragedy like this. The kind of feeling she got when the Salvatores had first arrived in town and bodies started piling up, the feeling that this was only a beginning of sorts.
Greenville was a small town, even smaller than Mystic Falls and was about thirty miles away and, as far as Bonnie has heard, there was no sort of supernatural history to the town like there was with Mystic Falls. But, then again, does that mean anything? Maybe it did and maybe it didn't.
Or maybe she's still wigged out from finding out that Pastor Young had apparently blown himself up along with over a dozen others along with basically everything that's happened over the past year or so.
It's not like there's a shortage of human evil out there, Bonnie reminds herself.
Bonnie shakes her head and grabs a paper coffee cup, so that she could get on her way. She grabs one for Matt, too, figuring he can use the caffeine boost.
As she heads out the door, she decides that she'll keep an eye on the news to decide if she really had any reason to believe there was anything supernatural about these murders or if she was just getting paranoid.
She really hopes that that's the case. She had to catch a break at some point, didn't she?
"How could you?" Caroline half-shrieks, ignoring the strange and alarmed looks the other students give her in the hallway.
"I've been pissing off a lot of people in our circle lately, so you're going to have to be more specific," Bonnie says tiredly, even though she knows full well what Caroline is talking about.
Caroline grabs Bonnie by the wrist and pulls her into an empty classroom, shutting the door behind them.
"I mean, putting Klaus inside Tyler's body," Caroline hisses. "How could you do that to him?"
"What? Do you think I did it for kicks or something?" Bonnie asks with a frown. "I talked with Tyler about it first and you'd all be dead if I hadn't done it."
Caroline at least has the decency to look abashed. "You…can fix it, right?"
"Of course," Bonnie replies. "There's a full moon tonight. Tell Klaus that I'll switch them back tonight. I'll meet him at his place."
"Why not the witch house? Couldn't they help—"
"Trust me, they won't want to. That why I'll be using the full moon for help." She doesn't tell Caroline that the spirits have been getting angrier and angrier with her for being so deeply embedded in vampire problems.
"Are…are you okay, Bonnie?" Caroline asks, looking at her carefully. "You seem kinda…off."
"I'm tired," Bonnie says with, exiting the empty classroom before Caroline can say anything else.
Down the hall, Bonnie sees an annoyed Matt walking away from a sad looking Rebekah. Bonnie remembers Caroline once mentioning that Rebekah had a thing for Matt. As Bonnie walks by, she can't help but scoff a little.
"And just what do you find so amusing?" Rebekah hisses with narrowed eyes.
"Only you guys could run someone off a bridge, nearly getting them killed and actually getting their friend killed, and expect everything to be okay two days later," Bonnie says dryly before continuing down the hallway, a fuming Rebekah behind her.
"Gross," Caroline mutters when she sees Klaus's burnt body.
"Don't worry, once I'm back in there, it'll be restored to its former glory."
"Don't flatter yourself," Bonnie deadpans. "Do you want this done or not? Because I'm not waiting around all night."
She lights the circle of candles and begins to chant, drawing on the full moon for power.
It's almost not enough, she realizes as she feels the blood dripping down on her face. It's been a while since that's happened.
She forces herself to power through, though. Tyler deserved to get his body back.
When she opens her eyes, Tyler is unconscious on the floor and Klaus is brushing himself off, his body rapidly healing.
"He'll be okay," Bonnie tells Caroline. "He'll just be really tired for a day or two."
"I'm going to go put him in the car," Caroline says with a nod, lifting Tyler up like he was a sack of potatoes rather than an athletic werewolf with substantial muscle mass.
With a sigh, Bonnie picks up her grimoire and stands up, shutting the book. She hears the clanking of glass as Klaus pours himself a drink. He starts to say something, but she walks out, ignoring whatever he has to say.
"Hey," Caroline says, walking over to Bonnie's car. "Thank you for doing this. And I know we sort of talked about this earlier, but, seriously, what's wrong?" Silence. "I just…I know things have been so hard for you lately and I'm sorry for how I acted this morning. You know me, I overreact and I say stupid things that I don't mean." Still no response. "But I'm almost feeling like I'm watching you drift away right in front of me and it's a little scary."
"I'm tired." That was the same exact response she'd give Caroline that morning. "I'm tired of it all. It's always one thing after another, I'm always in the middle of it, and I'm always the one who gets screwed over in the end. And…I know that a lot of the time I actually choose to be in the middle because I love you and Elena and everyone else too much to say no and let you guys fend for yourselves. Because that wouldn't be me and that wouldn't be right, but…" Bonnie sighs. "Look, I just really need to catch up on sleep or something. Just forget everything I said. I didn't…I don't know. Goodnight."
"Bonnie…"
She gets into her car before Caroline can respond any further.
She doesn't realize that she's heading in the exact opposite direction of her home until she's parking her car on the edge of some woods.
"What the…" Bonnie mutters, staring out of her windshield in confusion. She'd been so sure that she was on her way home.
Unless…
Her blood freezes in her veins. If magic had brought her here, then that was bad. Very bad. Emily and Esther had guided her to places without her even being aware of it and it always ended horrible for her.
The more she looks at the woods, the more she feels a strange sensation. It's kind of like a pull, a tug, telling her to go into the woods, that there was something important she needed to find.
She really wants nothing more than to completely ignore that feeling. However, she's pretty sure that if she tries to come home now, she'd probably end up right back here against her will.
Biting her lip, Bonnie reaches for her cell phone, wondering if maybe she should call someone. If she asked, Caroline would be there for an instant. But did she really want to drag someone else into something that could potentially be dangerous?
She lets out a groan as she unbuckles her seatbelt and cautiously steps out of the car.
One thing after another, she thinks to herself. It's always one thing after another.
As she follows the pull, she uses her cellphone as a flashlight to light her way in the dark. After fifteen minutes of absolutely nothing, she's ready to turn around and attempt to go home. But then she nearly trips over something.
Looking down, she lets out of shriek that she quickly muffles with her hand.
She'd nearly tripped over a body, its eyes wide and glassy and staring up at her. And judging, by the hole in his chest, she's pretty sure that the small lump lying about a foot away was his heart.
Looking around, she can see that there's at least two other bodies on the ground. She has no doubts that they'd have missing hearts as well if she went to go look at them.
"You really shouldn't be out here alone, darling," an accented voice calls out.
She whips around, fully prepared to send a wave of magic at whoever it was. A tall, dark figure emerges from the shadows. She shines her phone right in his face, much to his displeasure. At first she can't quite place his name or his face, but she quickly remembers.
"Kol," she says, stepping away. "Did…did you do this?"
"Hmm, much as I enjoy pissing of my brother," he begins, looking around at the bodies, "Killing off his hybrids would probably land me back in a box for at least another hundred years. Not really worth it," he says wryly, stepping closer to her.
"They were hybrids?" She takes several more steps away from him.
"Haven't you noticed it yet, darling?" He cocks his head to the side as if he's studying her.
"Noticed what?" She has a feeling that she really isn't going to like the answer, though.
"All these murders that have been occurring lately…the victims are all supernatural."
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