UPDATE: This chapter is a bit darker than I am comfortable with, I'm leaving it up because IDK if I can do any better in my state of mind, but know that this is an exception to the story...I have edited a bit to make it less uncomfortable but...still you can skip if this sort of thing bothers you (more explanation at end)

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This fanfiction is unbeta-ed, and I don't own TO, TVD or the characters; I just own the AU/AR they reside in.

"This is us, the Original Family and we remain together always and forever."

Elijah Mikaelson TVD Episode 4.20 "The Originals"

This Is Us, The Original Family

Chapter Twelve: Hen Party/Stag Night Part Two

Bonnie Bennett; Pool House of the Mikaelson Mansion; New Orleans, Louisiana: May 28, 2011

She had explicitly told Kat no strippers. Especially since they had not been allowed to leave the house without a male presence since Houston and they were forced to have the bachelorette party at home. But did her sister-in-law slash self-appointed maid of honor listen? No.

Bonnie was just glad that Medieval Mikaelson Men (sans Erik) were out participating in Kol's bachelor party. Erik was with Josh the Compelled Sitter so at least she didn't have to worry about an innocent child seeing the debauchery. Now she was only concerned with saving her poor eyes.

Before she had met Kol she had been a virgin, so seeing all these nearly nude, muscled, greasy men made her uncomfortable. She was blushing from looking at them and couldn't meet eyes with the one giving her a lap dance. Her sisters however were thoroughly enjoying their dancers. Hayley was grinding herself against hers, Rebekah had compelled hers to make out with her as well, and Sage and Kat were also feeding from the men on their laps. The music was loud, the men were gyrating on top of them and her and her sisters were mostly naked in their pajamas.

All she wanted was a low-key girls night. No men, no Erik, just her sisters. But no, Kat decided she needed a 'proper' Bachelorette Party. There was nothing proper about this.

Suddenly the music cut out, and the man on her lap disappeared. She looked around, it seemed that all the strippers were now being held against the wall by an angry Mikaelson.

This was not good. She saw murder in Kol's eyes. "It seems that I'll get to murder something on my stag night after all. Did you gents know that you were gyrating against my future wife and my sisters?"

The strippers all shook their heads. Aaron, who held the one that was on top of Bekah spoke next. "I suppose I could let this one live. Bekah isn't a married woman. " He turned to Bekah. "Compel this one to leave and forget tonight and you. Then go to your room."

Bekah huffed and muttered about being a grown woman, but did as she was told. When she, the newly compelled stripper and Aaron left, only four men's lives hung in the balance.

This was no good at all. She loved Kol, but he was slightly unhinged, bloodthirsty, and extremely possessive. These sides had dimmed with her presence but they were always boiling just under the surface. He never got jealous over her dating history because her ex boyfriends were dead, and she never went farther than kissing with them. For that she was glad, because she had seen had seen his vengeful side and it was not pleasant.

"No one is dying tonight." She said firmly directing all her power at the four remaining Mikaelson's giving them aneurisms to stop them. "Run!" She yelled at the strippers. She would not let the lives of these men rest on her conscience. They ran, but she couldn't hold them off for long.

But trying to save the strippers diverted attention from fleeing men and the Mikaelson brothers' focus was turned to their better halves.

Kol sped over to her and pinned her against the wall. She looked around the room, and everyone else had disappeared. She knew that the Mikaelson men would never become violent with any of her adoptive sisters, just like she knew Kol would not become violent with her. But he had that manic look in his eyes; perhaps she should have let the strippers die..."Bonnie Shelia Bennett Mikaelson, you dare cheat on me!" He whispered into her ear.

He used her full name, in that deathly whisper, not a nickname and there was no loving tease behind it like when he usually used her full name.

"Kol, I wasn't cheating on you! Kat just got strippers. She said you would have some at your party! I just wanted to watch some films! I didn't want this." She pleaded with him, trying to make him see reason. Buts she knew the man he loved, and until he channeled his rage in some way his mind would not be clear enough for her to reason with him.

He bared his fangs at her "We came home early because I couldn't betray you by seeing the dancing women, it seems you don't have the same respect for me." He growled "You even deny me vengeance against the prostitute I saw gyrating on top of the love of my life…"

Then she had the idea. "You can still have your twisted vengeance Kol. Just use your magic."

Her fiancé, in addition to being a gifted empath and telepath was a skilled Illusionist. He could make people and object appear that didn't exist and he could control the illusion, It didn't fade when you touched it, only when he wanted it gone. "You can torture and kill this man all you want. I just didn't want a human's life on my conscience, I didn't let him go because I cared for him, I just couldn't be responsible for his death."

Suddenly she was back in the chair with the man on top of her... He meant to make her watch the while he tortured and killed this Image.

"What a brilliant idea, love. Shall we begin?" Kol said from over the Image's shoulder, right before he bit the Image's neck and let the blood spatter all over her.

He spent the two hours making her watch as he killed the Image time after time in whatever twisted way crossed his mind. It was a horrific experience for her, seeing him murde the Image over and over again. She had to keep reminding herself that is was just an Image.

It was one thing to be aware of what the person you loved and the rest of your family was capable of. It was another thing entirely seeing it in action. She realized she had been sheltered by her new family in regards to their violent tendencies and it shook her to actually see it. It was one thing when they talked of murder, those victims' were faceless beings trying to destroy loved ones, and she could reconcile that. But this Image's only crime would have been being paid to dance with her on her bachelorette party and her future husband was showing no mercy.

Once he had calmed down enough, he saw that making her watch had affected her and wished away her bindings. She left the pool house once she was free and went straight to her room.

She showered and went to bed in a trance. Could she love Kol after seeing this side of him? She loved him, and knew this side existed and thought she was okay with it, but if it terrified her this much could she honestly love him? Her mind said her heart was crazy for still being head over heels in love with him, and for her still feeling safe with him when he crawled in bed minutes after she did and cuddled close.

"I apologize for losing my temper Bonnie-Love. I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." She whispered back.

That was her problem; she did still love him even after seeing his violent side. What kind of monster did that make her? Did that make her Elena? Did loving a person capable of unspeakable acts of violence make her just as bad as her ex friend who did not care who she hurt as long as she was safe?

She wasn't leaving Kol over this, and she want leaving this family. She knew she belonged here, it felt right. But she just hoped that this didn't mean she was a completely different Bonnie Bennett than she was a year ago. She didn't want her mother and grandmother to be disappointed in the woman she had become. She didn't want her father and Caroline to come to New Orleans and not recognize the person they saw as Bonnie.

She didn't want to lose who she was because of the people she loved.

Rebekah Mikaelson; Pool House of the Mikaelson Mansion; New Orleans, Louisiana: May 28, 2011

The day after stripper-gate all of the women gathered in the pool house to clean up. It seemed to Rebekah that her sisters had more distressing nights than simply being sent to their rooms like a toddler like she had.

Hayley and Katerina seemed to not be able to lift themselves off the couch, Sage looked like she was about to cry and Bonnie looked haunted. Rebekah was puzzled, her brothers were never abusive toward their female partners, it was wrong and would make them too much like their father if they did.

But if for some reason they broke their code because of some human entertainers, then she would personally castrate the wankers.

"What happened to you lot?" she said cautiously.

Sage started crying. "Finn took Erik and slept in another room. He won't even speak to me. He said he can't even be near me when he can smell the 'prostitutes' on me, so I have to wait until the blood is out of my system to fix this."

Bonnie sat down next to Sage and patted her on the back. "Kol made an Image of the strppper and killed him 146 different ways last night, in front of me. What bothers me is that I still love him and I content with what happened. The old Bonnie would have ran for the hills. I'm worried that my family would be disappointed in me."

Hayley spoke with a smirk "I guess the jealously was enough for Klaus to decide he was interested in me. We had some hot wolf sex. But I think that it wasn't such a good idea he has too much stamina and the baby and I need more rest than we got."

Katerina hummed in delight. "Isn't jealously sex wonderful? I don't enjoy making Elijah jealous, and I hurt in a way a vampire should not but it was a wonderful evening."

Rebekah rolled her eyes. "So in summation, two doses of wallowing and 2 doses of there-is-not-enough-bleach-in-the-world-to-get-tho se-images-out-of-my-mind."

Bonnie sighed. "Basically."

She sat down and glared at them. "Sage that man's blood will be out of your system in hours then you and my brother with talk it out and make up, just don't tell me about any make up sex you have, its disturbing. Bonnie you are a good person, and still the same person I met last year, you just grew up, found another family and have seen many horrible things. You had to shift your worldview on something's, yes, but that is apart of growing up, you aren't a child and recognize the violence for what it was; Kol taking out his anger on something not real, if he was killing and resurrecting someone and it was real any of us would be disturbed." Then she turned to Hayley and Katerina "And I never want to hear about your kinky sex lives ever again, actually that goes for all of you, I don't want to hear about you having sexual relations with my brothers. It is highly disturbing." She took a breath. "Now all of you get up and help me tidy this place."

They all giggled and did as she said. Sage and Bonnie seemed more at ease after she spoke, so she was glad to that her tirade could help them, but she didn't need the sight to know that the mischievous glint in Hayley and Katerina 's eyes meant that this was not the last time she would be hearing about one of her brother's sex lives.

AN: Well this is the last chapter I had a detailed outline pre-written for which means idk if I will be able to update Fri/Sat/Sun again this week. I'll start working on the wedding chapter ASAP, but I'm not going to rush it, I want it to be good. Hopefully this weekend or Monday you can read about the wedding.

Did you like the chapter? Too dark? Not dark enough? Let me know, I love your comments!

Question: where should Kol and Bonnie go Honeymooning? I haven't decided.

Question: is anyone willing to do a manipulation art of all the Mikaelsons in the same picture? I don't have a great photo editor so I can't do it myself (plus not that talented with photo edits anyway). Bonus points for baby Erik and you are more than welcome to redesign the story cover. Let me know!

Just FYI, this story has an endpoint, but we aren't at the halfway point yet so no worries about big cliffhanger endings.

Hope you are enjoying my story!

Love Lou!

UPDATE: So like I said before the chapter makes me uncomfortable, because its a bit borderline domestic violence...If they were not supernatural creatures I'd say defiantly that is was domestic violence...but Bonnie isn't upset about the violence she witnessed, and (in this edited version) she could have left whenever she wanted, she just didn't shes more disturbed about not being more upset about the violence...

I admit now, that I probably shouldn't have written this chapter in my depressed state, when writing darkness my own darkness takes over and it gets way darker than I intended. I'm deeply sorry if my original chapter upset anyone. I have deleted a few sentences and I believe it made less uncomfortable to read...but still

I wont be doing anymore chapters like this. And if I'm depressed from now on I wont update. From here on out its more of the chapter 1-13 Mikaelsons I promise.