Better the devil you know than the devil you don't.

"Bonnie, wake up." Kai whispered in her ear.

Bonnie's body jolted and her eyes fluttered open.

"Relax, it's just me."

"I know it's you. Get the hell out of here. I told you my bedroom was off limits."

"I made you breakfast."

"Fine, I'll be down in a minute."

Bonnie sluggishly got out of bed and made her way to the kitchen. Kai slid a stack of pancakes over to her and sprinkled a handful of blueberries on them. It smelled delicious, but Bonnie wasn't hungry, so she pushed the plate back towards him.

"You need to eat something. We have a lot of work to do."

She reluctantly took a few small bites while Kai wolfed his down. His pancakes were even better than Damon's. After they had both cleared their plates, Kai remained seated at the kitchen table. He had given up on the grimoire and was doing 'research' on Bonnie's laptop. He never cleared his browsing history so Bonnie knew he just played Pac-man online. Although he tried to look serious, she noticed the tiny smile that played at his lips whenever he completed a level. For a man who spent the past eighteen years in 1994, he caught onto the internet quite quickly. Bonnie sat on the kitchen floor, still determined to light the candles.

"Incendia."

"Incendia."

"Incendia."

Each time she said it her voice sounded a little more desperate. Bonnie stood up angrily and looked at Kai.

"This was a mistake." She sputtered through tears.

Her green eyes were bloodshot and her tiny body quivered as she sobbed. She couldn't keep it in any longer. Without her magic, Bonnie felt completely useless. Seeing Bonnie cry made Kai feel an unfamiliar pang in his chest. He hated seeing her so weak and powerless. Kai understood exactly what she was feeling. That's how he had felt as a siphon. All he ever wanted was magic of his own.

He walked slowly towards Bonnie unsure of how to comfort her. He reached for her hand and hesitantly caressed her fingers with his thumb. If Bonnie were a siphon she would be able to just absorb his magic, and he would let her do it.

"Calm down, Bonnie." His voice was soothing.

"Close your eyes and think of a happy memory." Bonnie had relaxed considerably.

She closed her eyes and her thoughts drifted to a memory of her Grams. It was a warm, summery day. Bonnie and Sheila were happily working in her herb garden.

"Now imagine the candles lighting up." Kai breathed next to her.

"Incendia." She murmured hoarsely.

Bonnie's eyes were still closed so she was unaware of Kai mouthing the incantation himself. When she opened her eyes she saw that the candles were lit up. A big, toothy grin crept across her face.

Kai smiled back at her.

"Try another one. Try moving that" He said, pointing at the grimoire on the kitchen table.

Bonnie closed her eyes and slipped back into the fond memory.

"Motus." She muttered.

Kai flicked his wrist in the direction of the grimoire and it fell off the table. Bonnie opened her eyes and giggled delightedly. Her magic was back. She didn't feel much, but she had been through a lot and she figured it would take some time before she could feel like her old self again. Kai thought it was cute that she still had to say the spells out loud, instead of just saying them in her head like most witches. Then he remembered she was still a young witch. Nothing compared to his years of experience with the Gemini coven. Kai felt a little guilty for tricking Bonnie into thinking she had her magic back, but seeing her smiling again was worth it. She would find out the truth soon enough, but in that moment she was happy. Under the guise of having her magic back, she seemed more like the Bonnie he used to know; the Bonnie that made his life hell. Bonnie was giddy with relief. She inadvertently squeezed Kai's hand that was still holding onto hers. She quickly pulled away from him.

"I'm glad you got your magic back, Bonnie, but it's not everything. You're more than just a witch. Magic isn't the only thing that makes you special."

Feeling uncomfortable with the intimacy of the moment, Kai turned his attention to the watch on his wrist.

"Time for dinner. Is spaghetti a la Kai okay?"

Bonnie nodded. Whatever spaghetti a la Kai was, she was sure it would be delicious.

Bonnie sat on the countertop as she watched Kai cook.

"Do you have to watch me like that?"

"I'm curious to know what goes into spaghetti a la Kai."

"Bet you'll never guess my secret ingredient."

"Never mind. I don't want to know."

"Ah, it's ginger. I can't keep anything from you." He said playfully.

Kai was expertly slicing onions when the knife slipped and blood started to ooze out of his forefinger.

Bonnie gripped his bleeding hand and muttered "Omus Quisa Tentum Exalis."

She repeated the healing spell, but his finger continued to bleed. Her magic wasn't working. Bonnie's amiable mood was gone. She looked completely crestfallen and there was nothing Kai could do except repeat the spell himself. His finger stopped bleeding and the skin healed itself.

Later that night Bonnie lay awake in her bed. She was restless and couldn't stop thinking about what Kai had said. So much of her self-worth was rooted in her magical abilities. When her friends needed a witch, they turned to her for help. Her magic was what made her valuable. Kai saw her as more than just a witch. He wasn't trying to use her like everyone else. Technically, she was using him. Living with Kai was more pleasant than she expected. His cooking was especially welcome. She wondered where he learned to cook so well. It was almost Thanksgiving, Kai's favourite holiday. She thought about asking him to make the same dish he made last Thanksgiving. She ran her finger along the scar on her stomach. Kai said he had changed, and Bonnie was starting to believe him. She felt a warm, tingling sensation flow through her body. The tea candle on her nightstand lit up. Bonnie reached her hand towards the candle and then closed her palm

"Vodux."

The flame went out.

She had magic.