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Mikaelson Manor

Bonnie appears in the middle of the courtyard of Mikaelson Manor with Klaus's body still laying on the ground head in her lap. It had been a long shot. She thought she wouldn't be able to transport them here with the protection spell around the house. But she supposed the spell worked because she had already been through the wards once before. If you had been through a protection spell already, the no tracking, no magic rule no longer applied to you. A whole new spell would have to be cast to keep you out once again.

She tries to catch her breath as the amount of magic she used to get them there started to take its toll on her. She tries to ignore it as she screams for help. "Help! Elijah! Rebekah! Freya! Kol! Someone help me!"

Suddenly, Elijah and Kol joined Bonnie's presence. The scene was taken in immediately. Kol was the first to speak. "What did you do to our brother?!" he hollers ready to rip into Bonnie.

"I didn't do anything," Bonnie clips not at all afraid of the brother who threw more temper tantrums than Klaus. "I protected him."

"Then who did this?" Elijah reaches down and pulls the chair leg from Klaus's chest. The sound of squishing flesh makes Bonnie flinch.

"My friends...from Mystic Falls. They came here looking for me. They thought Klaus compelled me into helping him. They did this to try and get me away."

"Obviously, they didn't succeed. I have a feeling that's your doing as well."

Bonnie nods. Elijah takes Klaus out of Bonnie's hands lifting him up easily. He disappears into the house with Klaus in his arms. Bonnie stands to her feet noticing the blood that now stained her clothes, but she didn't really care.

She was ready to follow Elijah when she heard Kol's voice. "What game are you playing at, Bennett?"

"What do you mean? What game?"

"I'm centuries of years old. I don't forget much especially when some teenage witch and her teenage vampire friends kill me and destroy my sireline. You used to be all set and ready to murder an original. Now you saved Niklaus. What for?"

That was a good question. Why had she saved him? She had been so upset at seeing him unconscious on the ground. Even though she had taken him down before, he had always seemed invincible to her, nothing could ever hurt him. Yet, she had seen what happened. She had seen him get distracted for a second, distracted by her. "I don't know," she answers honestly, "Maybe it's because he saved my life. Maybe it's because of Hope. Maybe it's because…"

"You love him?" Kol raises an eyebrow. He had seen that uncertainty before. He had felt it when he found out that he wasn't just playing with Davina's heart for power, that he was actually in love with her. He had recoiled from her, but he couldn't stay away."

"I-I don't...I-I…"

Kol lets out a small laugh amused as she stumbles over her words. He takes off leaving her alone in the courtyard. She stands there for a second, dumbfounded. It seemed like everyone around here always knew something she didn't. She runs up the stairs looking through the house until she finds Klaus's room where Elijah and Kol are bent over Klaus who lays in his bed. Bonnie stands next to Elijah relieved to see that Klaus's eyes are already open, but he still looks weak. The wound in his chest has mostly healed. Klaus feels relieved to see that Bonnie wasn't taken by her friends.

"He needs to feed," Kol states looking at his eldest brother.

"He'll need fresh human blood," Elijah thinks out loud, "I shall go precure something for him."

"How nice you are, brother," Klaus smiles weakly. Even injured, he was still a smart ass.

Before Elijah can leave, Bonnie's mouth speaks before he mind can catch up. "Wait!" They all look at her. A nervous blush creeps up her cheeks, but there's no changing her mind now. She's not even sure she wants to change her mind. "He can feed from me."

All of them are shocked, especially Klaus. "Bonnie…"

"This is my fault. It's the least I can do." At least, that's what she was telling herself.

"Are you sure?" Elijah asks.

Bonnie nods taking in a deep breath. She had never willingly gave a vampire her blood. The blood of witch tasted different to vampires, more delectable. Yet here she was knowing the risk and willing to take it.

"Very well." Elijah motions to Kol to follow him out of the room. "Come, Kol. We'll come back to check on you."

Elijah leaves the room with Kol following him. Kol looks back at Bonnie. This girl was a mystery to him now. He had been so ready to kill her when he got the chance, once Nik disposed of her. But the annoyingly powerful teenage witch he had kept in his mind all these years didn't seem to be the same person he was looking at. Then again, years ago, he wouldn't have cared either way. That was before Davina. He turns away from her and follows Elijah closing the door behind him.

Bonnie sits down next to Klaus looking into his eyes. He looks back at her, both stares equally as intense. "You don't have to do this," he says.

"I want to," she replies. And she does. She feels a small pit of fear in her stomach, but it's overpowered by her feelings for Klaus, by her need to make sure he's okay.

Klaus sits up, an arm wrapping around her waist as he pulls her to him. Bonnie lets him guide her until she is straddling his lap never once breaking his gaze. Her hands rest on his shoulders feeling the tight muscles underneath her fingers. It's like electricity running through her skin where she touches him. He presses her against him one hand at the middle of her back, the other caressing the back of her neck. Bonnie pushes her hair to one side exposing the skin of her neck. Klaus hesitates giving her enough time to change her mind if she wants. When she doesn't move, he leans in pressing his lips to her neck quaintly getting a small moan out of her. His tongue shoots out licking a line up her neck to expose the vein pulsing underneath her skin. Bonnie bits her bottom lip. Gently, he sinks his teeth into her neck letting the sweet taste of her blood flow into his mouth. Bonnie gasps and groans in pain, but it doesn't hurt like she thought it would. It was then that she notices that he's trying not to hurt her. Her hands tangle in his hair as pain starts to feel a bit pleasurable. His grip around her tightens. He wants more of her. More of her everything, not just her blood. He grips the back of her shirt tightly, almost tight enough to rip it off. When he's had his fill, he pulls his mouth away careful not to take too much blood. He pulls back to look at her face. Hands in his hair, eyes slightly hooded, chest heaving up and down in breathless pants. She looks so beautiful, so sexy. It's hard for him not to get aroused by her appearance. He licks the blood from his lips looking and feeling better already. Klaus takes the hand away that's caressing her neck. He uses his finger nails to pierce the skin at his neck dragging it until it creates a line of blood.

Bonnie knows instantly what he wants her to do. She's so wrapped up in him that she doesn't care. She leans down to put her mouth to his neck sucking the blood from the open wound before it heals. It's Klaus's turn to let out a moan at the sensation. The bite marks in Bonnie's neck heal and she feels the energy that is having vampire blood in your system. It's exhilarating like she's on a high she doesn't want to come down from. In one shift motion, he flips her onto her back hovering above her. The cut at his neck closes and the blood stops flowing though her mouth is covered with red. He caresses her cheek wiping blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb. He wants to taste the blood on her lips. He wants to taste their blood mixing together inside of their mouths while his hands explore every inch of her body.

It was like something had come over her, some inner goddess she had no idea she had until now. This inner goddess craved Klaus more than anything. Bonnie was starting to question why she had been pushing away her draw to Klaus all this time. Giving into it was magnificent. She pulled him down closer to her face one hand clawing at his back and the other touching his cheek.

"Kiss me," she whispers.

And that's all the confirmation Klaus needs before her lips are trapped by his in a hungry, needy lip lock.