the summoning

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'maybe i should cry for help
maybe i should kill myself (myself)
blame it on my ADD baby
maybe i'm a different breed
maybe i'm not listening
so blame it on my ADD baby
sail'
-'sail', awolnation

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The moment that she steps into the darkened bedroom she can feel him there.

It has always disturbed her, (and impassioned her) how much of a presence that he has.

His hands come out and close over her shoulders, gently pushing her back into the bedroom wall. Her own hand snaps out and hit's the light switch, swarming the room in bright eccentric light. He blinks for a second, his eyes adjusting.

She braces herself for the tirade that is sure to come.

"Why?"

Huh?

It doesn't take long before he advances on her.

"Why?"

"Why what, Kol?" Bonnie finally says, gently pushing him off of her, scooting past to sit on the bed.

"Oh, don't give me that innocent crap, Bonnie," Kol snaps. "Why the hell would you make a promise like that to Klaus?"

"Because I wanted to," Bonnie shoots back. "It's as plain and simple as that, Kol."

"Bonnie, I am not a helpless child that needs protecting. I am capable of protecting myself."

"Like the night that Jeremy staked you?!" Oh, ew. Low blow, Bonnie. Even for you.

She can see the hurt flashing in his eyes, along with the everlasting pain that will live forever. She finds herself grasping at straws, wishing with all her might that she can take those words back, but she can't. They will live on forever.

"Things are different now," he finally says softly, eyes focused on the floor.

"Yes, they are different," Bonnie replies carefully, lifting her exhausted body off of the bed. "But Kol, your brother-God, I cannot believe that I am defending Klaus of all people-, he loves you. He knows that we can protect each other and that's all he's asking. Think of what Esther could do once she realizes that you are not a vampire anymore."

Bonnie wonders for a moment why her life has ended up here. So many times since the beginning of this hell, she has wondered that same question. Her life, Caroline's life, so simple. Not a care or a worry in the world.

And now they are facing another hurdle in the land of the supernatural. And she is finding herself willing to sacrifice her own life not just for her best friend but for this man that has made her happier than she ever thought she could be. He has challenged her, pissed her off, made her want to hex that stupid smirk right off his face. But she can't live without him.

She is willing to keep that promise to Klaus. She will fight for this family. She still has no idea why but she will.

This is going to end, this hell on earth that is slowly taking over. Matt is a perfect reason of why Silas never should have been touched in the first place. She never wanted this for any one of her friends, even Elena.

And sometimes, she wonders what her life would be like if Elena had never given Stefan Salvatore a second glance.

But then again, this brown eyed little pain in the ass that she is head over heels for wouldn't be standing right in front of her.

"What happened that night," Bonnie begins slowly, softly. "I will not let that happen again. I would sooner die, do you understand? You have a chance for a normal life, well as normal as it can get being an Original warlock, but you have that chance. You can make your life into whatever you want it to be. And Caroline and Klaus and the rest of your family, they can finally be safe."

"Bonnie-"

Suddenly, Kol is less than three inches away from her. His tall, long, lean body is wrapped around hers-holy hell, he's hot- his lips hovering over hers.

"Kol-" Bonnie tries again, placing a hand on his chest. "Listen to me."

"No, Bonnie, listen to me," he interrupts, taking a giant step back. "I think it's about time that you start fighting for yourself around here. Klaus is playing on your need to sacrifice yourself for everyone, even the people that piss on everything that you are. You have to fight for yourself or at least-"

"At least what?"

"At least let me fight for you."

Bonnie stares for a moment, becoming lost in those beautiful honeyed eyes.

And then she swoops on him, their mouths meeting and molding together.

"Just out of curiosity, why is the summoning the same night as our first show choir concert?"

Bonnie winces. Damn, she had forgotten about that.

Needless to say, she was actually enjoying herself in show choir. Tamara was the lead singer of the group but Caroline had landed a solo in one of the songs that they were doing. She herself was mostly dancing and again, she was actually liking it quite a bit. She was built like a dancer and honestly, it was something that she really liked.

Maybe if she made it out of this hell hole, she'd try to get into dance school.

Maybe...

"Luck of the draw, Caroline," Bonnie says softly. "The full moon is that night."

Caroline lets out a moan. "So we go sing Michael Jackson music and then summon the witch bitch all in the same night? Pretty."

There is a loud hacking noise and all eyes go on Kol.

"You're singing Michael Jackson?" the warlock sputters, brushing off the tea that he had just spit down his front.

"Yeah," Bonnie says. "Are you a fan?"

"Is he a fan?!" Klaus laughs. "You're not going to show them, are you Kol? All right, stupid question."

At that moment, Kol has sped to his bedroom and returned within a matter of seconds with his iPod. Bonnie can hear the faint strumming of 'Beat It' through the earbuds and nearly falls out of her chair when the earbuds are unplugged. How the boy wasn't deaf by now, she'll never know.

She had to admit though, the boy could dance.

"Bonnie, you're drooling."

"Shut up, Caroline."

"So how exactly does this summoning go, as I am afraid to ask?"

"It's seems relatively simple but it's actually a pretty difficult spell. It requires more force than a banishing spell like I did with the ghosts last summer so Kol may have to channel other witches."

Caroline gives her a tiny smile. "Are you okay with all of this? You and Kol have never shared magic before."

"That's not true-"

"I mean, intentionally."

Bonnie rolls her eyes. "I am okay with it," she says. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, isn't it like with vampires? When a warlock and a witch bind their powers, doesn't that mean-?"

"It doesn't mean we're mates, Caroline! Jeez, we're not dogs."

Caroline laughs nervously. "That's not what I meant, Bonnie."

"Then what are you trying to say?"

"You love Kol. He is obviously in love with you. What if-what if something happens? What if something goes wrong?"

Bonnie's expression softens. The candles she is currently holding in her hands gently tumble to the table and she turns to look at her friend.

"Why do you think something bad is going to happen?"

Caroline's grey hues instantly fill up with tears, startling her friend out of her wits.

"Caroline! What is it?"

The blonde clumsily wipes the tears away, turning away from the caramel skinned girl. "I heard what Klaus made you promise the other night."

Ah, Klaus. Stupid Klaus.

"Caroline..."

"I know how much you love each other, Bonnie, but I'm scared!"

That shuts the witch up.

"I'm scared that something is going to go wrong and you will wind up keeping your promise to Klaus. I can't-I can't lose you, Bonnie. You're all I have left!" And suddenly, the vampire is engulfed in a warm embrace. She stands stock still for a moment before her own arms come up and circle the witch's tiny waist.

"Everything is going to work out just fine, Care," Bonnie whispers into her friend's curls. "Kol is strong enough to do this on his own and if he does need my help, I will help him. But nothing is going to happen. Everything is going to be just fine."

"You say that now but of course, you never know-"

Bonnie chuckles softly, gently pulling away from Caroline. "No one's dying tonight. Not on my watch."

The three girls eyed each other warily.

"Are you sure you can do this?" Bonnie asks the pale skinned brunette as she carefully fixes the pins in her dress.

"What, go out there and sing or summon a million year old dead witch?"

"Both."

The younger brunette gives a small sigh. "I've never done this before, harnessing power through other witches," she admits smally. "And with how strong you and Kol are, especially together, you can definitely knock me and Sophie right out of the loop."

"What do you mean?" Caroline asks.

"It's their joined power," Tamara explains, gesturing to Bonnie. "The two of you-together-it's like you are each other's guardian."

You are his guardian, Bonnie. His protector. You brought him back from the other side and in return, he saved you.

Aw man...Bonnie knew Magdalene's words would come back to bite her in the ass!

"Bonnie..."

"Don't say it, Caroline."

The music beat out the last few notes of 'Man in the Mirror' and she clapped along. She stood along with the rest of the choir group, dressed in a simple black dress with silver stitching, her hair swept up with silver ribbons. She hadn't fussed with her appearance as much as Caroline had, her mind planted firmly on what was to happen in less than four hours.

Bonnie finds herself watching the faces of her fellow students. She watches four boys belt out lyrics for the beautiful Michael Jackson song and wonders what their lives would be like if they were aware of the supernatural that stood right beside them. If they knew that the pretty new blonde that all of them had been flirting with was actually powerful enough to rip out their throats without even a second thought. Or that the new history substitute teacher was actually one of the first vampires ever created and later turned himself into an Original hybrid. Or that the new quarterback on the football team was a thousand year old warlock who could fry someone's brain without even blinking an eye.

And she finds that she envies them all. She envies their naivety, their plainness.

She sometimes wishes she could have it back.

And then…

Something's happening.

She can feel it.

"What the bloody hell are you three doing here?!"

Bonnie winces slightly at just how shrill Klaus's voice could become.

Elijah barely even blinks at his brother's heightened baritone. Rebekah rolls her eyes and reaches over, slapping him right upside the head. Caroline lets out a squeak of shock.

"We were tired of sitting on our hands back at that little pony town. There's bigger stuff going on right here."

"And so you forget all about Elena and the rest of the town? Watching over them?" Caroline puts forth.

Rebekah fixes the other blonde with a withering look. "I don't care about the doppelganger or the rest of the town," she says. "I care about my family. And I am not going to sit around while you all save the world. I'm going to help."

Klaus finally devotes a bit of attention towards the youngest vampire of the group. "Did you allow her to do this?"

Before Matt can open his mouth to respond, Rebekah cuts in. "He doesn't allow me to do anything, Niklaus!" she barks. "After nine hundred years on the run with me, I think you ought to know!"

"All right!"

Kol's voice makes them all nearly stagger over in surprise.

"I've had it with the arguing!" the warlock bellows, stepping forward across the already dewy grass. "Rebekah, please just shut up and Nik, don't antagonize her. They are here and they can probably help either way."

Elijah shoves Klaus out of the way to make way for Kol. "What are you doing?" he asks, his tone urgent. "What are you four up too?"

It was three minutes past midnight.

The moon is at it's highest point in the sky, so majestic and so glorious.

Bonnie Bennett has always liked the moon. Especially when it was full. There was a beauty, a magnificence to it that couldn't be matched by anything else.

She watches Kol.

It occurs to her that this is the first time she has ever seen him perform magic, real magic that is. Yes, there were the hundreds of aneurisms that he gleefully zapped Rebekah and Klaus with and their own little fights of course, but this-

This is true. This is passionate.

It's unlike anything she has ever seen before.

The Latin words roll of his tongue with ease. The wind cracks around them, bringing down lightening and thunder.

There's so much magic in the air tonight.

She winces slightly when the dagger comes out and slices through Kol's palm. The blood drips down onto the pentagram that is drawn onto the wooden table. It's practically a scene out of a tv show.

But hell, her life is a television show.

Kol's power reaches out to her and she takes hold. It's a feather light touch but it's there.

It's probably the most beautiful thing she has ever felt in her life.

The other vampires stand in a half circle around the four witches. It's almost protective…a blessing.

More light flashes but this isn't from the sky.

It's from Kol.

Sophie, Bonnie, and Tamara step back in time to watch as the light continues to shine from Kol's hands. Yeah, it does sound like something out of a stupid fairy tale show but this…God, it's so real. It's unlike anything, absolutely anything she has ever seen before.

The beauty—the joy—

Wow.

There is one final flash of light before it pools before the tiny table.

A form begins to take shape.

It's working.

Bonnie watches this with wide eyes, unable to look away.

"Well, well, well. This is an interesting turn of events."

Okay, that's not Esther's voice.

Bonnie turns slightly to where the golden light has pooled. Where the ghost is holding on.

And it's definitely not Esther.

It's Klaus's terrified voice that makes it all true.

So damn real.

"Mikael."

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I never intended on resurrecting Esther. She may be a bitch but in the end, I do believe she would have helped her kids stop Silas. Especially with the fact that Kol has gotten his powers back.

Mikael hates Klaus and will go through any of his children to get to him. With the fact that he is here and has a foothold, HUGE PROBLEM. I've got some great Kol/Klaus brotherly stuff coming up as well as some more delicious Kennett.

I do like the end of this chapter because Bonnie really understands just how beautiful Kol is. He is so important to her and she's just a little too stubborn to admit it (of course) but even with Caroline and Tamara of all people pushing her to admit it, it's going to happen.