I'm here. I'm here!
Let's see where my fingers will take me…
Bonnie's House
It was another Saturday morning, Tyler hadn't stayed over… yet. But he did surprise her with breakfast from her favorite dinner. Now they were both sitting on the couch in Bonnie's living room, watching crappy movies.
"Sooo, you know my uncle Mason?"
"You mean the guy who hit on me when I went to your house? Yeah… I know him. Why?" Bonnie sat up and paused the movie they hadn't been paying attention to.
"Wait… He hit on you?" Tyler tightened his hold around her waist.
She scoffs. "You are an idiot. He backed off as soon as he got close to me and I told him that I was your girlfriend. Apparently, you've marked your territory." She looked at him. "Ugh! Don't be smug about that. "
His grin widened, as he slowly pulled her closer to him for a kiss. When their lips met, it was like electricity and a feeling of home settled over them. She turned fully in his lap, so that she was straddling him. And as she dragged her fingers through his hair, and he tightened his hold on her hips, the phone rang.
They both laughed, and he rested his forehead against hers. He sighed as the phone continued to ring, "Go ahead, and answer it."
"I don't wanna." She nuzzled her face into his chest.
"Well, it could be your father. And while I may not like him, I do know how much you love him."
"Fine."
She grabbed her phone, and scrunched her face in annoyance.
"Nobody important. Just Damon."
"Why does he keep calling you?" It was driving him crazy that that guy kept calling his girl.
"I'm not sure even the higher powers know. Seriously, I think he likes attention. I was the easiest person, because everything about him is evil, and I'm not afraid to call him on it."
"What's changed?"
"Nothing, really. I just am waaay more preoccupied and happier. Therefore, it takes more effort from him to incite the reaction he seems to want." She threw her hands up, as if to say 'oh well.'
He laughed and kissed her quickly.
"Got it. Well, I can't say it doesn't make me ecstatic to hear how preoccupied and happy you are with me."
"Good. Keep it that way." She pointed her finger at him in a playful and threatening manner.
"Yes, ma'am! Oh, but back on Mason."
"He is pretty."
"Now, you are just trying to annoy me. Anyway… He told me something about my family history."
"Yeah?"
"Apparently, the Lockwoods are descendants of this native tribe, who were rumored to be shapeshifters." He paused, waiting for a reaction. "Babe? Isn't that cool?"
"Uh… yeah?"
"What's with you?"
She cleared her throat and sat back so she was sitting only on the couch. "So here's the thing…"
He swallowed nervously, "You're not… You aren't going to break up with me, are you?"
"WHAT? NO!"
He relaxed back into the cushions. "Thank god. Because, I kind of think you are it for me."
"No, I… I'm it for you?" Her smile brightened the dimly lit room. "I think you are it for me."
Once again caught up in passionate kiss, they only pulled apart when the need for air became stronger than their need for each other. The both were breathing heavily, and Bonnie moved as far away from him, as she could get while still on the same couch.
"Focus… We need to focus." She fanned her face, not looking him in the eye. "I have something to tell you about me and my family. Which, in turn has kind of something to do with your family."
He sat up fully, "Okay. Hit me."
"I come from a family of witches. All the Bennett children, although there were only mostly females, have magic of some sort."
Tyler just kind of looked into space, nodding. "Cool."
"That's it?"
"Hey, if I am a descendant of some ancient wolf tribe… Then sure, I can believe that you are a witch."
"That doesn't scare you?"
"Is that what you are worried about? That this would scare me away?" He tucked a piece hair behind her ear.
"Maybe."
"Never." He leaned in, and so did she, slowly.
Before his lips could meet hers, she popped back up, putting a hand between both of them. "Nope. Nope. You aren't going to draw me back in with those eyes and lips and face. Nope. We are going to have a conversation. In fact, I have something to show you."
As she ran upstairs for, whatever it was she was getting, Tyler leaned back. He ran a hand over his face, smiling. Who would have thought he would actually end up with his dream girl? The girl who could calm him with a glance or touch or a word? For the first time in a long time, he could breathe again. He chuckled and looked up at the ceiling.
Bonnie came running back into the room with a ripped pillow and an older looking book.
"Well, this is much… odder than I thought it would be."
She pushed his shoulder, "Shut up, and watch."
She dumped out the feathers from the pillow. She winked at him before she look at the feathers, concentrating. Suddenly Tyler, who had previously been staring at her face adoringly, jumped to attention.
The down was floating and dancing around the air.
Sure, she had told him, but she didn't tell him.
"Holy shit! I thought, when you said witch, you got premonitions or something. I didn't think you had active powers."
"Active powers?"
He rubbed the back of his neck. "I watch a lot of Charmed, so sue me."
"Um, hello. Why has that not been something that we haven't been doing?"
He laughed, "From here on out, anytime we hang out and it is on, that will be our thing."
"Sweet! I love them. I mean, I loved them before I realized my Grams wasn't crazy… But after, I was kind of obsessed." She started to look a little sad.
"Hey. Your Grams would be so proud of you. I know how much she loved you. So… um, can you show me some more of these powers?"
"Sure. Maybe later. First, that thing about your family. Turns out, it wasn't just an ancient tribe of werewolves." She pulled the book closer to her, opening it and flipping the pages.
"Book of Shadows?"
She huffed out a laugh. "Sort of, but not quite. It's my grimoire, or rather it was my ancestor Emily's grimoire. In it, she talks about your family, Ty."
He scooted forward to get a better look at the book. "What does it say?"
"It turns out, the Lockwood of her time went to her with a problem. According to him, at least from what the book says, your family all have the werewolf gene. It only becomes activated after your first kill. So, after he came back from war, where he had been forced to kill, he triggered the gene. That next full moon, he transformed."
Tyler snorted and then looked at her face. "Wait. You don't actually believe that. I mean witches, sure. That's just, like energy or something. But werewolves? Come on, babe."
"Not just witches. Not just werewolves."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, that it is quite easy for me to believe in werewolves, not just because I'm a witch. I believe it, because I've seen what else is out there. Ty, there are vampires."
"Vampires?" He wanted to call her crazy, and he wanted to go back to snuggling on the couch watching movies. Or maybe go back to the floating feathers thing, Bon looked hot while performing magic. "That's… Bon, I… This is…"
"I know. I know. Believe me… I know. But, what do you think happened to Vicki? How do you think Care healed so easily? Why do you think she now gives off the same vibe as the Salvatore brothers? Vampires. I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. And the reason you can sense something is different with them, is because of that werewolf gene."
Well…
Shit.
He couldn't deny that the pieces kind of all fell into place. It was an extreme explanation, yet Bonnie was right. If there are witches, why not werewolves or vampires?
"Wait. What about Vicki?"
Bonnie looked at him like she was about to cry. "Ty… Vicki is dead because Stefan killed her. She… Damon fed on her that night in the woods. It wasn't an animal attack. When Stefan tried to compel her to forget and to stay away from Damon, it wasn't strong enough to hold. Damon turned her into a vampire, and she was spiraling. She attacked Jeremy and almost attacked Matt. Apparently, because of her drug addiction when she was turned, it would have made it almost impossible for her to have stabilized. Stefan killed her."
"But, it was an animal." He looked dazed.
"No, Ty."
"No. Why?"
Bonnie got up and sat next to him on the couch, hugging him.
"God, Bonnie. I was horrible to her. I was horrible. That night, I almost… I was drinking, and probably on some sort of drug, but that isn't an excuse. Shit. We were kissing, and when she tried to stop me, I keep kissing her. I tried to pressure her into more. I don't know what would have happened if Jeremy hadn't come by and stopped me. Then, I just left. I treated her like shit, and then I left her to get attacked in the woods."
Bonnie grabbed his hand. "Listen... I can't absolve you from your guilt over how you treated Vicki. I can't. I won't. That's something that you are always going to have to live with. But, it is not your fault that Damon attacked her and used her as a blood bag. That is not your fault."
He started crying, turning his face away from her.
"Hey. Look at me. You can cry with me. You can be honest with me. Don't hide."
"Bonnie… she never got to hear me tell her I'm sorry. I didn't treat her like a real person… not really. Poor Matt… Does he know it was a vampire? Does he even know about vampires?"
"No… He doesn't."
"I'm going to kill them. I'm going to kill Stefan and Damon!" Tyler's hands here in tight fists.
"Stefan is… Stefan isn't evil. He keep trying to help her. He did. But Damon, is like the devil himself. He kept tempting her to revel in it. Stefan doesn't feed from humans, he hunts and drinks from animals. Which is what he was going to get Vicki to do, Damon didn't care for this plan."
"Well… Then, I'll kill him."
"Do you really want to activate your gene? Turning is supposed to be super painful."
"Maybe not. But still. I thought you didn't like Stefan."
"I don't dislike Stefan. I hate that wherever he goes, Damon and doom and destruction seem to follow. His fault or not, I don't appreciate it in my hometown."
"And what about Caroline? She's a vampire, how'd that happen? How come you seem more comfortable with her?"
"Caroline is Caroline. Turns out, even vampirism can't change her. But, anyway, after the crash she was hurt really really badly. I begged Damon to give her blood, and he did. But Katherine… she's someone who looks exactly like Elena. Elena is her doppelgänger and apparently her granddaughter, a million times removed. So she and the Salvatores used to have a thing, and she didn't like that this new and human version of her had them wrapped around her finger. As a power ploy, she knew Caroline still had Damon's blood in her system, and killed her. Thus, her becoming a vampire… And I, did not take it well. But I made her a ring and-"
"Ring?"
"So, the lore about vampires is mostly true. They will burn and turn into ash… unless, they happen to know a witch who is willing to spell them a day-walking ring. I did that for her. Stefan really helped her learn to control her vampire side. But, as I said, only Caroline can order her vampire side to sit down and shut up. Seriously, her control, especially for being a newbie, is astonishing. Sooo… That's that."
He just sat there. "Whoa."
"Yeah. Also… wethinkthatyouruncleisalreadyawerewolfandisworkingwithkatherine."
He looked at her in confusion. "Want to run that by me again? What was that about my uncle?"
She sighed, "Mason has already triggered his gene, and is working with Katherine."
"Seriously? This has all been going on under my nose? Was I ever going to find out?" He stood up exasperated.
"It wasn't my secret. I needed to make sure it was okay with Caroline before I could tell you about her. And talking if I had told you about the Salvatores would have led to you finding out about her. I mean, you're the one who said she gave off the same vibe."
He stopped pacing and turned to look at Bonnie. Taking a deep breath, he sat back down. "That's right. I'm sorry, I forgot that you told me it wasn't your secret to tell. So… Caroline it fine with you telling me all of this?"
"Yeah." She gave him a sheepish grin. "She said that you were so in love with me that you would never do anything to hurt me. And she knows that you know that hurting her would hurt me. Oh… I guess I should probably also explain about the town council. You see-"
"Hey," Tyler kissed her. "As much as I am grateful that you are opening up to me about this, and aren't keeping it a secret any longer… I think we can table this discussion, just for a little bit longer. I may be a little overwhelmed, plus I want to ask my uncle some things. Besides, it's already way past lunch time, and I know my girl needs some fries."
Tyler stood up and held out his hand to her.
She grabbed onto it. "What a gentleman," she said sarcastically.
"You love it. Don't even play."
They ran out to grab some food from the Grill and brought it back to her house. Where they returned to finish both the food and their movie. A movie and a half later, and they were once again cuddle on the couch, with Tyler as the big spoon. Both of them had fallen asleep a few minutes after the movie had started.
So, truly, it's no fault of their own that neither heard the door open and shut.
"Bonnie?" Footsteps. "Bonnie? Bon-
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING HERE?"
Both sprang apart. Bonnie, in her sleep riddled mind, managed to fall of the couch and entangle herself in the blanket. Tyler was rubbing his eyes to speed the wake up process.
"Bonnie, I'm waiting for an answer."
"Dad? What are you doing home?"
"I was going to surprise you, but you managed to surprise me instead. What's going on?" Rudy Hopkins' deep voice, brooked no room for argument.
"Relax, dad. We were just watching movies and eating food. Nothing nefarious going on here."
"You will have to forgive me for being shock, when I walk in and find my daughter asleep on the couch with some guy."
"Seriously. Some guy, dad? It's Tyler. Remember, he and I were best friends? No, nothing? How about the kid who you told was no longer allowed in this house? Did that shake a memory loose?"
Chagrined, he tried to reason with his daughter. "Bonnie, he was-"
"What? A kid who could have used a safe place to exist, without some random adult telling him that he wasn't good enough. Really? Don't you think that he got enough of that from his father?"
Tyler grabbed her hand. "Bon. It's okay. I'm fine."
"No, Ty. It isn't okay." She turned back to her father. "Here's how it's going to be… Tyler is my boyfriend and he will be welcomed into our home. If you have problems with that, well you can take it up with the person in charge while you are gone. Newsflash: That's me. So, if you would like a do-over on this entire interaction, feel free to walk back in through the front door and be nice."
Rudy looked sufficiently chastised, and he apologized to Tyler. Tyler, couldn't help but internally grin. His girl was a badass, who had both him and her dad wrapped around her fingers. The last time he could remember someone, other than Matt, sticking up for him was one of the last times they talked before her radio silence. Thank God they were speaking again.
****Chapter End****
Sorry, if it seems a bit rushed. My favorite part of any story, is when the power couple is on the same page. Therefore, I rush to get them there. Because truly, the best parts of the story happens once everyone knows who they are. I know this update is shorter than the first chapter, but… I'm tired.