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Part 21: Witch and Hybrid: More Than Human
On Sunday morning, Bonnie's worry was less pronounced, but it was still at the forefront of her mind. So she conceived the perfect solution to keep herself occupied. She was going to tell the others about Klaus' demise. Unlike when she and Tyler had first started this, she was ready to deal with the fallout. Besides, she had a card now that she didn't back then: the location of the cure. That had been the whole point of them needing Klaus. He had had the sword, which had been the only solid proof that the cure existed. They knew the location of the cure now, so why did Klaus need to be alive?
She was standing in front of her bathroom mirror and pulling her hair back into a high, severe ponytail, to match her mood. Because she was sure that there was going to be a lot of questions and confusion and wringing of hands from the group, and she was setting out with limited patience for all of it. Until Tyler was back safe, sound, and fully healed, everyone needed to tread lightly in her presence.
It was too late for Shane, though. Yes, she was going to go after him. If Tyler wasn't back by the time she finished meeting with the others, she was going to gun it all the way to Whitmore, and she was going to gut Shane for the stunt that had almost ended in Carol Lockwood's death.
The weather app said that it was going to be colder than usual all day, but she still showed some skin in a cotton, army-fatigue-shade green sweater. It had two holes that allowed her shoulders to poke out in the cold before the material resumed to make the long sleeves. She topped it off with a medium-sized triangular pendant that hung down to the middle of her sternum and featured a lapis lazuli crystal as the centerpiece. She wore black skinny jeans, the ankle boots that she had worn yesterday, and nude brown lip gloss.
She wore the necklace for Shane, in case he tried to lie to her. Lapis Lazuli had been Emily's favorite crystal, the crystal of truth, and she had remembered that she'd wanted one when her father had asked her to write down her Christmas wish list.
She'd sent a mass text to the group after she'd woken up, telling them that she wanted to have an emergency meeting at the Salvatore house and now her phone rang out a text from Caroline.
She finished up in the bathroom and retrieved it from the bed.
I can't make it, have to look after Mrs. Lockwood. Are u gonna tell abt Klaus?
Yeah. How's Mrs. L doing?
She's holding up. Don't you think you should tlk to Tyler first?
It doesn't matter. It was always gonna b my responsibility 2 tell them.
Have you heard from him?
No, haven't heard anything.
Okay. Good luck.
Thanks.
Bonnie put the phone in her right pocket, moved her wallet from her messenger bag to a small purse, and she went downstairs for breakfast, stopping to groan internally on the stairs when she was attacked by cramps from her throbbing uterus. Everyone really needed to act right today. Tyler was hurt, and now her body was going to do its painful monthly cleaning.
Abby was sitting at the kitchen table when she entered, and she immediately wanted to know where she was going.
"Uh," she said as she took out the pancake mix. "I'm going to break the news to the others that Klaus is dead."
Abby set her blueberry bagel down. "Are you sure you're up for that? You weren't exactly in the best shape last night."
"I need the distraction."
"Okay. Are you coming home after?"
"Why are you up so early? I thought mornings were worse than vervain for you."
"I can be up at eleven, now. It's that ungodly 6:30 in the morning when you set out for school that I can't stand. You dodged my question."
"I'm coming home."
"After."
"Yes. The meeting might run a little long, but…." she shrugged.
"Hmm. Is that a lapis crystal?"
"Yeah."
"Do you know its magical properties?"
"Crystal of truth."
"Among other things. Do you know I can call Lucy down here and make her use it on you since you wanna dodge my question?"
"Should I use it on you to find out if you're lying about making it affect me even though I'm wearing it?" she asked with a self-indulgent smile.
"You said you want a distraction. I can think of a couple of ways for you to distract yourself, including going after Shane. I didn't forget what you told Lucy the night Klaus attacked the Lockwoods."
"You have no idea how weird it is to have to answer about my plans now. He's just a mortal."
"Who's connected to a God!" Abby exclaimed. "What happened to waiting to go with Tyler? I support that plan now."
"I might not be able to wait for him, and I'm not gonna let Tyler come with me unless he's in tip top shape. Shane put a hit out on him and his pack. I'm going after him. Don't worry. And keep Lucy away. I can handle myself."
Later, she arrived at the boarding house at the same time as Matt. They greeted each other, and Matt threw his arm around her shoulders as they walked to the front door.
Stefan let them in, and Bonnie wondered if he was back to living in the house.
Stefan led them to the living room where Elena and Jeremy were sitting on the couch, and Damon was walking back and forth behind it with a drink in his hand. Matt was about to sit on the arm of the couch, next to Jeremy, but Damon shot him a warning look, so he sat between the Gilberts.
Bonnie took a seat in the individual chair that was to the left of the couch and crossed her right leg over her left. She had a good view of everyone.
"The only one missing is Caroline," Stefan said from his standing position next to Elena's end of the couch.
"She's not coming," Bonnie said. "She's looking after Mrs. Lockwood."
"Why does she need to look after Mrs. Lockwood?" Elena asked.
"Because Mrs. Lockwood is worried about Tyler right now."
"Well, she should be," Damon opined, "Especially since he's trying to run head first into Klaus."
Bonnie gave him a dispassionate look.
Damon didn't notice. "So what is this about? And please don't tell me you've stolen something else from Klaus."
"Klaus is dead." She looked everyone in the eye, one by one, starting with Jeremy on her left and ending at Damon behind the couch.
Damon put his hands on the back of the couch and slowly said, "The next words out of your mouth better be one of two things: just kidding, or I found out that Klaus already had the cure, so I killed him and now I have it."
"Actually, Tyler and his pack killed him. I helped."
"Bonnie," Matt said.
"What do you mean he's dead?" Elena asked.
"I mean Tyler ripped him to pieces."
"That's not possible," Stefan said pensively. "Klaus is indestructible. I don't think a lesser Hybrid could kill him. Not saying that Tyler's lesser," he amended carefully, "But he's not a strong as Klaus."
Telling them exactly how she'd helped Tyler, weakening Klaus, might cause them to question how she could do it by herself, especially since she'd lost most of her powers not even one month ago, so she'd already decided to be vague on that detail. "Like I said: he had me."
"Bonnie, you're sitting here all calm and collected, and I don't think you realize what you've done. Elijah will find out, and he'll want blood," Elena said.
"Forget Elijah," Damon said. "Klaus was supposed to give us a private jet to go after the cure. How the hell are we supposed to go get it now?"
"Okay, Elijah, I get, but you're worried about Klaus being dead because you might not get a private jet?" Bonnie asked incredulously.
"Stefan and I are dead, remember?" Damon asked as he widened his eyes. "The Federal government's gonna have a lot to say when two dead guys apply for passports."
"I have a passport," Bonnie said with a twitch of her neck. "So does Elena; so does Jeremy, Matt, Caroline...you two would be the only ones grounded. And Tyler and I are batting two for two, so if Elijah wants to be stupid, we can make sure he follows his family right to the OtherSide."
"Gee, that's a real nice attitude, Tyler," Damon said.
"It's my attitude, Damon, and it's gonna take me all the way to Capernaum. Meanwhile, yours is gonna take you…"
Jeremy smiled. Meanwhile, Stefan finally put two and two together regarding the mysterious girl who has been intruding on Caroline's relationship. He tried to tell himself that he was wrong, but with the attitude that Bonnie was displaying here, he wasn't sure that he could put giving in to Tyler's advances past her.
"Where's Tyler?" Matt asked.
Bonnie softened a fraction. "He's hurt badly from fighting Klaus and giving his strength to the pack. They've taken him away. He'll be back as soon as he can."
"Wait a minute, did Caroline know about this?" Damon asked.
"She was there for part of it last night. There wasn't really anything she could do to stop it, so don't even go to her about it," Bonnie told him with sufficient warning in her eyes.
"Bon, not that we didn't all need Klaus dead, but the Elijah thing is serious," Matt pointed out softly. "The last time he felt his life was in danger, he kidnapped Elena and threatened to kill her, which forced Stefan and Damon to….your mom. Two of his siblings are dead now-"
"What I'm basically getting is that none of you feel that it was the right time to kill Klaus?" Bonnie asked, her brows raised.
"Not me," Jeremy said. "But I am worried about Elijah."
"I'm not," Bonnie replied. She had bigger things to worry about. "Tyler's safe, free, competition for the cure is gone, no one will be harvesting Elena for her blood again, no one will be killing werewolves anymore, and every witch and mortal is that much safer. So when the people who are bothered by his death finally grasp all of that, please let me know."
Task complete. She got up and walked out.
Jeremy was the one who came after her outside. He touched her elbow to get her attention. "Hey."
Bonnie turned to him. "Hey."
"I just...wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I just came here to let everyone know. We don't need Klaus. We have the one thing he was valuable for: the sword."
Jeremy nodded. Both of them were conscious that the vampires inside might be listening.
"Are you sure Tyler's gonna be alright?" he asked.
"I am. It's just a question of how long."
"You're worried."
Bonnie crossed her arms and raised her shoulders.
Jeremy heaved a big breath. He had recognized the truth in Damon's unnecessary comment. Of course he's always wanted Bonnie to stand up to the Salvatores, but he recognized that her present demeanor was unquestioningly influenced by Tyler's presence in her life.
"I guess that's a no to….what I said." When she looked up and frowned, he chuckled in disbelief and clarified, "What I said at the lake house before Christmas? I didn't think I'd ever be related to an afterthought where you're concerned. It stings."
They both blinked in surprise.
"Uh. A lot's been going on. I haven't really had time."
"Yeah," he agreed. Then he added, "But you've had time for Tyler."
"Uh. Okay. I'm gonna go, Jer."
"You know he all but walked me to the door the day the storm happened? You can do better, Bonnie."
"Excuse me?"
"You can do a lot better. He has a girlfriend."
"And the sanctity of a relationship started mattering to you when? I'm gonna go."
She turned but stopped cold. She faced him again out of curiosity and saw him blinking at the ground.
When he saw her looking at him, he said, "I don't even know why I said all that. I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of it."
"You didn't?" she asked doubtfully.
"A little. I did a little. I really think you should give us another chance-"
"Jerem-"
"He's not your type!"
She was stunned for a second too long, but she recovered. "I'm not having this conversation right now. And my type is whoever I'm interested in. And that's Tyler."
"Bonnie," he began apologetically.
"I'm leaving."
As she walked away, she brought her fingers to the pendant, a worried frown lining her forehead. Crystal of truth.
"Me and you work so much better, Bonnie!"
"Shut up, Jeremy! Stop!" she yelled back without looking at him.
Concurrently, Stefan, Damon, Matt, and Elena were reeling from Bonnie's arrival and swift departure.
Stefan's phone chimed a text, and it was sent by Caroline.
Meet me at the Lockwood mansion when ur done with Bonnie's meeting!
"Uh, I gotta go," he announced after he read the text.
"Where?" Damon asked "We need to figure out the plane situation and maybe figure out what the hell's wrong with Bonnie, and figure out a way to deal with Elijah's guaranteed wrath while we're at it."
"We're gonna do all of that in an afternoon?" Stefan asked sarcastically.
Damon grimaced and opened his arms.
"Sorry. It was Caroline," he said as he waved the phone, and then he put it back in his pocket.
"Did she text you about Tyler?" Elena asked with a frown.
"Uh, no. She just wants to meet."
"To talk about what?"
Stefan slowly cocked his head and frowned.
"I'm just curious about what you guys talk about when you get together," Elena explained with a shrug.
"Why does it matter?"
"Yeah, why does it matter?" Damon echoed.
Matt began to feel like he was going to become very uncomfortable. As such, he readied himself for the exit.
"She was glued to your side when you were blind, the dutiful friend, and last I checked Caroline hates the fact that I'm with Damon, but she's stopped telling me that, and Caroline doesn't just stop talking about something, especially when she feels strongly about it, so I'm just wondering, now that you hate me, if she's moved to bashing me and Damon behind my back and to your ear."
"I don't hate you, but what me and Caroline talk about isn't any of your business."
"Uh, guys?" Damon tried.
"You don't hate me?" Elena doubted.
"I think you're making the biggest mistake of your life, but, hey, it's your life."
Matt stood and began to inch toward the hallway.
"So you are talking about me."
"Are you saying I'm not allowed to? Are you kidding? You left me for my brother-"
"I left you because you were suffocating me."
"But Damon doesn't suffocate you? That has got to be the sire bond, because-"
"The sire bond is why I want the damn cure!"
Matt was out the door.
Damon slowly put his hands on the back of the couch and looked to his left at Elena. "I'm sorry, what? You said you wanted to be human again."
Elena blinked and stood. "I'm sorry….I have no idea what that was. Uh. Sorry."
After she left the room, Stefan gave Damon a smug smile. "Trouble in paradise?"
Elena was pacing and twiddling her thumbs inside of Damon's bedroom when he came looking for her.
"I still wanna know what that was about."
"It was nothing. Can you drop it, please? I don't even know what it was about."
"Let me help you out: you said you want the cure not just so you can become human, but because you being human would ostensibly break the bond."
"I want us to focus on Bonnie, and the cure, and what we're gonna do about Elijah."
"Right, the cure. The cure that you want so that you can break the bond."
"Damon, I'm not talking about this," she declared, and she moved for the door.
Twenty minutes have passed since Caroline started speed-cleaning the mess in the Lockwood mansion. The front door opened, and she froze. "Stefan?"
"Yeah."
Her tension evaporated. She resumed scrubbing Tyler's blood off the floor.
"Um," Stefan began as he came within view of her, "Don't say you called me over for housekeeping."
"No. Trust me, I need all of the work," she said, as she scrubbed.
"Is that….?"
She looked up. "Tyler's blood."
He held himself still. "Where's Klaus?"
"I have no idea. I didn't ask Bonnie. She and her cousin probably burned him to a crisp. I've looked around, but I don't see any ashes."
"Bonnie's cousin?"
For the second time, Caroline's blood cooled in her veins. She probably shouldn't have said that. "How did everyone take the news?"
"Caroline, did you say Bonnie's cousin is here? As in, a witch?"
"Okay, I really need you to forget that I said that, because you're probably not supposed to know," she said worriedly as she stood.
"What do you mean I'm not supposed to know? Why would it be a secret? What the hell is going on?"
"Bonnie probably called her to come help with the Tyler thing."
"She….told us that she just helped him. She didn't go into detail. Why would she omit that detail?"
"I don't know, Stefan, maybe because the last time she got her family to help in this town that family was turned into a vampire?" she snapped impatiently.
Stefan closed his eyes as he remembered. "Right. Right, no wonder. I just didn't know-Wait, so this would be the same cousin who helped us trap Katherine two years ago."
"Why does it matter? You're never gonna see her. She's probably halfway out of town by now," she lied. But she was upset, and his questions were annoying her, and she was doubly upset for letting Lucy slip out. She can just imagine Tyler telling her that she's untrustworthy.
"Are you okay?"
"No. How did everyone take the news, Stefan?"
"Like you'd expect. Damon's upset, I'm still trying to figure it out, and Elena's worried about the pushback from Elijah."
"Oh my God. Elijah."
"And Bonnie's on a confidence high."
Caroline curled her upper lip and rolled her eyes.
"Why are you here? Why didn't you come to the meeting?"
"Because I had to do this. I was on my way, and then I realized-Listen. After I'm through with this, I need you to take me to the old Forbes jail, and then I need you to do to me what Lexi did to you. Only, without the pain. I need a lobotomy. Stefan, I'm losing my mind. I can't stop thinking, and my emotions are being stupid about Klaus. When I realized that I wasn't gonna find his remains, I actually got mad and thought Bonnie should've given him at least some dignity and let m-us know where he's buried. I thought that! I actually got mad! I shouldn't be thinking that, and I shouldn't be getting mad! So can you please help me?"
"You feel bad about Klaus' death," Stefan summised.
Caroline gulped in air and closed her mouth.
"Caroline, it's okay. We've talked about this. We both….saw a different side to him. Or, in my case, he saw a different side to me. I don't think it's hit me yet. I'm still thinking about Bonnie."
"Yeah, speaking of a different side," she said hesitantly as she walked around Stefan, forcing him to turn in order to see her. "I need to purge. And that's part of why I need a lobotomy. I need to cleanse my mind."
"Caroline, I'm not giving you a lobotomy. I don't even know what Lexi did to me. And what she did didn't even work. I still lust after blood."
"So, I'm hopeless."
"Caroline, feeling sad about Klaus isn't hopeless. Now, maybe you can't go around letting everyone know you feel sad, but that's why you have me, right?" he asked with a small smile.
Caroline didn't return it. Instead, she looked at the living room. Looking back at Stefan, she said, "I needed to get here before Bonnie did. I didn't want Tyler asking her to help him clean up when he got back-"
"Because she's the other woman," Stefan said.
Caroline looked like her clothes had just ripped off in a room full of people.
"It's okay. I figured it out today. Her...attitude….about Tyler and this whole Klaus thing helped me put the pieces in place."
"Yeah, well. I'm not counting it as a loss yet. I can still get Tyler back. I can still…." She closed her eyes and sighed. "I need you to not judge me, okay? I need you to be that one person who knows the whole me. Okay? Just like Klaus knew the whole you."
Stefan nodded. "Okay."
Caroline puffed out her chest and closed her eyes tight. The words took a bit of time to come, but finally she exhaled, "I slept with Klaus."
Stefan stared at her.
"Like, full on, home run, the whole shebang."
Stefan stared at her.
"Say something! This is driving me crazy enough!"
"You slept with Klaus."
She frowned.
"You slept with Klaus."
"Right in there, hours before….."
"You….basically gave him his last meal?"
"Ew, don't say it like that. There was….none of that. Can you please say something else? I just want to not be the only one dealing with this. I thought I could do it. I wanted to do it, but overnight these thoughts have threatened to eat me alive. And that's why I came here to clean up, because when Bonnie sent that text, I remembered that she's psychic and has visions and stuff, and what if she has a vision of me and Klaus while she's helping Tyler clean?"
She suddenly gasped long and loud. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God, I'm so stupid!"
"What?" Stefan asked, alarmed.
"I just confessed! I just confessed! Right here! In Tyler's house. Where Bonnie's sure to come. She was saying this stuff about energies the night before last and how your emotions influence the space you're in and like leaves a mark, and I just put it out there that I slept with Klaus. I just shot myself in the foot!"
"Caroline, calm down, okay? I know a little something about witches, and they're not guaranteed psychic hits and visions. Just because the energy's in the room, doesn't mean they'll pick up on it. You're fine."
"I'm not fine. You should've said that they can't pick up on the energy at all. That would make me fine. Oh my God. Oh my God, Tyler cannot find out about this. No one can find out about this. Oh my God, hopefully she'll be too busy dealing with Silas, Shane, and April to focus on my stupid energy."
"Wait a second, back up. What does Shane have to do with Silas?"
"Ugh!" She covered her face with the inside of her arms. "I'm sick of keeping secrets! You can't tell anyone, but Shane is involved with Silas. Or at least Bonnie thinks so. She thinks he's the one who tipped Klaus off about Tyler's plan in hopes of Klaus killing the whole pack."
"Why would Shane do that, and how can you ask me not to tell anyone, Caroline, this kind of concerns all of us."
"It does, but-I'm sure Bonnie will tell everyone when she's ready. Look, I already put my foot in it when I asked April about Klaus' painting, long story, so I really don't want her to know that I opened my mouth again. Just trust her."
"Trust her? How am supposed to do that when she has all these secrets? She's putting all of our lives in danger, first Elijah and now Silas? She should be sharing all of this."
"Well, this one isn't malignant," she tried to convince him. "Stefan, her life's in danger. April said that she's the key to Silas' release. Remember she said the storm affected her, and she thought Silas was behind it? So I'm sure she's going to ask for help soon. She can't fight him by herself. She's gonna need us."
"Caroline, there's no way I'm gonna keep this a secret. Not for you, not for Bonnie, not for anyone. Bonnie takes on a lot, and she does a lot, so maybe she doesn't want to worry us, especially with us looking for the cure, but I'm not gonna let her fight this by herself or with just Tyler. They'll both get killed. Elena would be devastated if something happened to Bonnie, especially if it happens because Bonnie's looking for the cure that she's apparently desperate to get her hands on."
"Wait, since when was Elena desperate for the cure? Everyone's been doing the work and the research while she's just been sitting in the background."
Stefan sighed. "It's nothing you need to know."
"If I thought that, then I wouldn't be asking, Stefan. Come on."
He looked at her for a second longer, and then he told her about the strange conversation.
"What, so she's jealous?"
"I don't know. I'm not gonna try to figure it out."
"Well, anything that knocks Damon down a peg can't be a bad thing. And it's good that Elena at least realizes that the sire bond is a bad thing. That's surprising. I just can't believe she's jealous of our friendship. The nerve."
"I'd rather not waste brain power on it. Back to Bonnie and Silas."
"Okay, can you give me a chance to try and convince her to spill the beans to you guys before you say anything to anyone? Give me a day? Make it tomorrow, so I can get myself together. If I haven't convinced her by tomorrow after school, then you can spill it, and I'll just...deal."
Stefan was not pleased with the idea, but he gave her the leeway. "Fine."
Caroline dropped her shoulders in relief. Not that she was out of the woods yet.
Stefan watched her face transform into the most despondent version of itself, the saddest he's ever seen her. She was back to thinking about what she'd done with Klaus. "Why did you even do it?"
"Because I'm an idiot?"
"Caroline."
"Because….ugh."
"You wanted revenge for what Tyler did," he offered.
Closing her eyes, she admitted, "That wasn't even on my mind. It should've been. I mean I was pissed. Finding out about Tyler and Bonnie….I guess it freed me up. But it shouldn't have. Tyler and I are broken up, so technically I'm not guilty. He's the cheater. But, ugh, Klaus was so horrible to him, and I did that. But he was just so….cute and set to die, and I felt bad for him, and he opened up to me, and I just….I wanted to know what it was like. This whole time I've been…..
Okay, so this is a purge, right?" she asked. Her chest felt uncomfortable, like there was a weight on it but also like something was pressing to come out, something like vomit. "This whole time….I've wanted to. I've thought about it. But clearly it wasn't an option and was never gonna happen," she rushed to say. "Which sometimes made me feel like it was okay to think about it. It wasn't like I wanted him to be my boyfriend, but….You know how you just said that he saw a side of you?"
"Yeah."
"He saw a side of me, too. And it's a side that I'm not completely comfortable with, but he saw it, and every time he teased me about giving him the time of day, I knew that he saw that side. I didn't even know I had it until I met him, and I don't want to have it."
"What side is that?" Stefan asked calmly.
She closed her eyes and lowered her head. "I don't want to say. It's horrible, and I'm the worst person"
Right then, Stefan thought he had an idea. "You liked what he was."
"No," she said quickly, her head snapping up. Then she deflated. "I didn't want him to do what he was doing."
"Caroline, if you try to split hairs, you're gonna drive yourself crazy."
"But I didn't! I really didn't. It's complicated. It was the whole package. It's not like I'm gonna go for any old-" she almost said killer, "-person who's like Klaus."
"So now what?"
"Now, I forget it. Now, I get a lobotomy."
"Not possible," he said with a shake of his head.
"I can't live with it. I don't want to remember it, or think about it, or know about it."
"You know you're gonna have to," he said sympathetically. "Besides, like you said, this won't get out past you and me. You just have to….accept it." He wanted to ask her if she regretted it. Despite her distress, he still wanted to hear her say whether or not she regretted it. But he wasn't sure if she even knew. He felt a little bad for her. Their situations weren't the same, but he remembered the time as a new vampire when he had to wrestle with acting and thinking differently than he had as a human. He had become a stranger to himself.
"It was a one-time thing," he pacified. "Literally. He's dead. So, just think of it as a mistake and move on. Or we can find a witch who's not Bonnie who will suppress the memories for you. Now that sounds like something that comes with side effects, but I'll help you if you want to try."
"Do you think I'm a horrible person?" she asked timidly.
Stefan puffed out his chest and raised his brows. "I don't think it's about being horrible or not horrible. I mean Tyler would probably think you are. No question about it. But I think it's more about you changing."
"I don't wanna change. Not like this, not into this."
"But we don't know that it's a change, and you should focus on that. It was one thing, a mistake. One occurrence does not mark a change, not definitively. I mean look, this is clearly eating at you, tearing you up inside."
She nodded.
"So, you haven't changed. We make mistakes, and in our world, they can sometimes be as high stakes as the risks we take. As vampires, especially young vampires, our mistakes can shock us and make us question who we are. But it's not a death sentence."
"I just want to go back to when Tyler was my boyfriend, and I'd never heard of Klaus Mikaelson."
Stefan pulled her into a hug. "You're not a horrible person, Caroline. For as long as I've known you, you've looked out for your friends and tried to involve everyone in everything to keep their spirits up. I think you care more about us as a functioning group and unit than anyone else. You're just dealing with your own hiccup right now."
"It sucks," she said on his shoulder. "Let's go back to everyone else having the hiccup, and I just hang back and pick up the pieces. If Tyler finds out I slept with Klaus, I'm leaving Mystic Falls and never coming back."
Two hours later, Bonnie pulled up to Shane's building, still trying to temper her annoyance at Jeremy. Yeah, he hadn't meant to say it, would've never chosen to say it, and probably would've felt bad about even thinking it if the crystal had given him a chance.
But he'd said it, because it was his gut reaction when he thought about her and Tyler. She can do better? As in Tyler's not good enough? The next time Tyler and Jeremy were in the same room, she was going to walk up to Tyler and give him the lewdest kiss.
Jeremy had no idea what the hell he was talking about. She hadn't known that the crystal pulled the truth out of people willy-nilly. She had planned on saying a couple of words to it before she went up to Shane's apartment, but apparently the lapis only needed to be on her person to be activated. Kind of like Emily's talisman. That would serve her even better where Shane was concerned.
She took off her seatbelt, her eyes on the building. She got out of the car, locked it, and headed to the entrance. As she ran up the steps, she remembered that she had no guard against the smells in the apartment. But she was fine with collapsing if it meant killing Shane first.
And killing him on an early Sunday afternoon was better than killing him at night when everyone would be home.
She got to the door and ignored the knocker. She knocked thrice with her knuckles, then thought better and banged three more times with her fist.
Impatience rolled up her chest when he took a second too long to answer, so she put her hand on the knob and casted the same spell that she'd used on the janitor's office door in Founders Hall at the same time that Shane said, "Be right out!"
When Bonnie opened the door, she found Shane locking the door to the room that had stumped Tyler, Adrian, and Kim.
"Hey, Shane," she said casually as she closed the door behind her. "Coming out of your secret room?"
"Bonnie." He slipped the key in his pocket. "Were you the one who...came through the door a couple of weeks ago?"
Bonnie cocked her head.
"The day I met you and Damon for coffee, ah, I came home to find the front door had been damaged."
"Do you really give a damn about the door, Shane? The front door?"
"Bonnie….what's….what are you doing? Why'd you-"
The affected pauses and faux confusion made her send him crashing into the wall above the couch.
"Bonnie. What are you doing?" he strained after he flopped down to the couch.
"You sound like something hurts. Trust me, you're not hurt yet." She balled her right hand into a fist and pulled it to her right. Shane screamed at the top of his lungs when his right shoulder was pulled from its socket.
"I know what you did, Shane."
Shane struggled to his feet, his right arm dangling. "What? What's going on, Bonnie?"
"Talk to me about Hayley."
"Hayley?"
She jerked her left fist, and his left shoulder went. "April," she said over his yell. "Silas? If you're confused about those names, too, I'll go for your kneecaps. At the same time. You called Klaus."
"I did," he labored.
"You did," she snarled. She sent him flying right shoulder first into the adjacent wall that held the door.
"Fuck!" Shane yelled when he'd fallen to the floor. "Bonnie, please. I can help you."
"With what, Shane?"
"I had no choice. I didn't have a choice. Damn it!" he suffered on the floor. "But you can have him back. You can have Tyler back. You just have to do what he says."
Then and there, Bonnie made a strategic decision. Killing Shane would give her immense satisfaction, but it wouldn't give her the upper hand. Lucy was right, she needed to think clearly. And though her next move wouldn't give her much of an upper hand, it would at least derail Shane, Silas, and April and create room for them to make a mistake that could work better in her favor than killing Shane would.
"Do what who says?" she asked as she bent at the waist to look down at him.
"Silas. Silas."
She did her best to look angry-shocked. The only thing she couldn't fake right now, no matter if she tried, were tears to go with Tyler's fake death. She made herself barely say the name, so shocked was she. "Silas."
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Bonnie. But I need him. He's real, and I need him. My wife. I need her back."
"Your wife?"
"She's dead."
"You killed Tyler for your wife."
"Silas can bring them back," he said enthusiastically, and then he groaned in pain. "Listen. He can bring back the dead, and he's promised to help everyone who helps him rise. You can have Tyler back. You can have your grandmother back. You can turn your mother back from a vampire. I mean she's dead right? If Silas brings her back to life, then she'll be alive and a witch again."
That shook her composure. "How do you know about my mother?"
"I gleaned it when I hypnotized you that day. Remember? I spent the whole day questioning you about your life: your fears, your dreams, your heartbreak-"
"Stop! Stop."
When he frowned, she realized that it was time for her and the crystal to go.
"Bonnie, I'm sorry. I don't why I said-"
"How do I raise Silas?"
This bout of him trying to catch his breath was a stall. He's been waiting for this moment, yet he was unprepared on how to answer. "He'll contact you. Just like he did me."
"Right. Of course. Why would He tell you his secrets?" The hatred that she felt for Shane's existence was so plain that she distantly wondered how he didn't see through her gamble.
She straightened and headed to the door.
"Bonnie, wait," he struggled. He heaved himself to his feet and faced the door. "Please," he said, indicating his torn shoulders.
"I came here to kill you, Shane. And I will after me and Silas are done. For now, your shoulders will have to do." She jutted her right hand out and twisted it. Shane's knees twisted in the same direction of her wrist, and he crashed to the floor. "That's for stalling," she said.
She opened the door and left him screaming.
Once inside of the car, she put on her seatbelt and wondered how much time she had before Silas contacted her. She didn't have a plan of attack for Him, and she wasn't sure that she was in the right mindset to brainstorm.
"So you didn't kill him because you're going after the bigger fish?"
Bonnie screamed and magically shoved whoever it was away from her.
"OW!"
"KIM!" she screamed. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"What the hell are you doing?! You didn't have to push me like that!"
"You're lucky I didn't push you right through the door! Geez! What is wrong with you?"
"You banged my head against the window," Kim complained as she rubbed the spot. Normally, she wouldn't have felt the pain at all, but she's been using her energy to help heal Tyler and the others, so she was a little tender. The entire pack was.
"That's the least of what you deserve," Bonnie said, a hand over her racing heart. "What the heck are you doing here? How did you get here?"
"I got here the same way I left the yard last night."
Bonnie noticed that, unlike last night, Kim wasn't naked as the day she was born, though her skin was dirty. She cocked her head. "Are those my clothes?"
"Yeah. You're a tiny little thing, though I'm sure my body looks great in these."
"Kim, why are you here? Actually, hold that thought."
She started the car and backed out of the parking lot. When she passed the second streeth light, she resumed, "Okay, what is it? I know Tyler hasn't taken a turn for the worse, because if he had I'd hope you'd be a little more sensitive than scaring me half to death."
"Tyler's fine. Well, he's going crazy. Hopefully your family's having luck restraining him, but we were in the Appalachians, doing our healing thing, deeply connected to our nature, Nature, and the moon, we literally have not slept a wink since yesterday, and we're just deeply connected to the pack. And all of a sudden, maybe ten minutes ago, Tyler says he has to leave. Well, he barks it. We ask him why, and he doesn't know. He just knows that something's wrong, that he needs to be somewhere. Our thought processes and memories aren't as concrete in wolf form, and that's made up for by our instincts. We think with emotions. So the bond between you guys is stronger for him when he's an animal, so he knows something's wrong. He just doesn't know what or why or even who. So he starts trying to leave, and of course I don't remember human you either, so I'm convincing him to stay. Finally, he disappears, which I didn't know he could do. I follow him, and he's at his house, in the backyard. He's still barking, so finally I shift back so I can think better.
This sets him off even more, and I realize now it's because I reminded him of you: girl who walks on two feet. So he tells me that there's trouble, that something's not right, and I finally ask about you, and he doesn't recognize your name, but when I say take me to Bonnie, we end up at your house. He ends up inside, I get stuck outside. No invitation. Being inside the house sets him off even more, and he starts to shift back, which sent me bumping against the shield to stop him. He was full on panicking and inconsolable. I try to tell him that I'll find you, by this time I'm inside, but he's not hearing it. So finally, this woman, vampire, tells me where you might be. Or she tries to, because Tyler turned on her, and she had to get out of dodge-"
"Is she okay?" Bonnie asked, riveted by the story as she drove.
"She's fine. She ran out of the house."
"So the other woman finishes telling me where you are. I promise Tyler that I'll protect you, and then your dad told me I could find some clothes in your room. I would've come naked, but then I realized I might need to talk to someone, so I took him up on the offer. Still barefoot, though."
"Is Tyler okay? I mean, why didn't you let him shift back?"
"Because it would be too much on his body right now. He needs to stay in one state. Shifting means our bones breaking, remember? Wounds and fractures galore, and we don't heal from them until we're fully human or fully lycan. Tyler could break something bad and become stuck because it's too severe to continue."
Bonnie nodded, both hands squeezing the wheel.
"So, Smelly Asshole did call Klaus."
Bonnie realized then that she hadn't fainted when she'd walked out of the apartment. She took one hand off the wheel and touched the lapis crystal.
"But you want Silas, not him. Who's Silas?"
And in that moment, Bonnie knew. She knew. She went to answer like normal, but intuition, freed for just a moment by the crystal, stopped her. And she played back Shane's words.
I gleaned it when I hypnotized you that day. Remember? I spent the whole day questioning you about your life: your fears, your dreams, your heartbreak-
He'd gotten in her head. He had entered her mind. He had taken what he'd wanted. Same as Silas had done the day of the storm. The first time, information, the second time, power. Maybe it was about as concrete a proof as the A on Hayley's cell phone had been, but this link resounded. Shane had made her sniff the incense that day in his office, and then he'd given it to her to take home. It had never affected her powers because he hadn't wanted to affect her yet.
Shane wasn't the perfect minion who'd carried out Silas' bidding to a T. He was Silas, carrying out His plan.
"Yo, break!" Kim yelled.
Bonnie stomped the break and swerved to the left lane at the last minute.
"Holy shit," Kim exclaimed, wide-eyed.
Heart in her throat and body numb from shock, Bonnie looked at the rear view mirror. The driver she'd cut off was honking her like they were never going to take their hand off the horn. The car only far enough for her to have barely made the swerve without causing an accident. "Shit."
"What happened?" Kim asked, her eyes still wild.
"I don't know. Nothing."
"Oh really."
Bonnie blinked. Both hands were back on the wheel, and her arms were trembling.
"Let's hope Tyler didn't feel that. I should probably go now and tell him everything's okay."
"Wait, can you take me with you? Like, can you take the whole car if I park somewhere?"
"I'm sure I can. It's just the landing: middle of a Sunday, in a residential neighborhood…."
Exposure. Bonnie relaxed her shoulders in disappointment. "Okay."
"What should I tell your folks? And Tyler?"
"That I'm fine. And that I didn't kill Shane for a reason." She'd gotten more than she'd bargained for as a result of that decision, but would she really have been able to kill Shane? He wasn't just a mortal.
"Okay. Tyler might be waiting for you when you get back-"
"It's gonna take me two hours to get back. He needs to heal. Convince him to go back to the pack. He can come back in two hours. Don't let him stay in the house and miss out. And tell him-" I love him "-I miss him."
"I will."
Bonnie cruised the rest of the way to Mystic Falls. She relaxed against the seat and drove the speed limit like she had taken to the road to clear her mind, to see the sights.
She didn't hurry back to Mystic Falls. Many impatient cars passed her on the highway and on the inside routes. Tyler would probably come back long before she did, if he even came back, if he'd even left in the first place. She didn't hurry to him.
And when she entered Mystic Falls, she didn't go home. She headed to the quarry. She had a little difficulty finding the body of water itself after she parked her car. It wasn't one of her usual hangouts, but she found it.
She found it and released a sigh when she walked to the edge. The water was beautiful. With all of the tragedy in Mystic Falls, it was easy to forget how beautiful the land itself was.
She traveled her gaze across the water. The quarry was just one ending point of the falls. The lake at the Gilbert lake house was another, the lake where Tyler had thrown his last swimming party, the one she'd missed, was another. A triangle.
She stood on beige-brown dirt and pine, and the water was calm, with not even the shadow of a wind to disturb it. She was glad that she'd come here instead of some place noisier like the embankment near Wickery Bridge.
Calm, was how she felt. Not even Silas' looming shadow disturbed her spirit. She was ready to think. She backed up from the edge of the water and sat down. She crossed her legs and set the car keys and phone next to her, and she thought.
Silas had gotten in her head twice. And maybe that was it. Maybe He couldn't get in her head anymore. The incense was the gateway, and she hasn't taken a whiff since the lightning storm.
But maybe repetition didn't matter, maybe it was still in her system, akin to vampire blood, and He would have access until the fumes of the incense passed through her. She needed to protect herself from His reach. She couldn't go through that pain again.
She also needed a full profile on Silas: His abilities, His goal. He wanted to get out. Why? To cause chaos. Why? Because Qetsiyah had entombed Him. And after? Aim for tenure at the college? Silas was so ambitious that He had declared Himself a God. What was He going to do after He got His revenge? Were Pastor Young and whoever else He'd promised to bring back, Hayley probably one of them, going to factor in somehow?
Getting Silas' profile was going to be difficult unless she asked Him directly or Lucy's plan of contacting Qetsiyah bore fruit.
She put the profile thing low on her list. After all, she's been learning by doing ever since she'd developed her powers. Getting a neat and structured profile on Silas before she made any moves was probably out of the question.
Still, she needed to know His limitations, because He surely had some if His spirit was free yet He still wanted the body. She had just hurt Him. That was something. Unless He had faked it.
No. Those screams had been too real.
His powers. He'd taken hers to cause the lightning storm. He wasn't at full capacity.
And He would never be, if she had anything to say about it.
A hand touched her left shoulder, and she quickly grabbed it, positive that pain was coming next for her. But when she turned around….
"Tyler."
"I've been calling your name."
She sighed in relief. Then she frowned when she registered his nakedness. "Oh my God, why are you human? Kim said that's dangerous," she chastised as they tightened their hold on each other's hand to help her stand.
"Hey, the only one who knows how bad I feel is me. It's okay."
"No it's not, change back." She poked her hands up and down his side.
"Hey, come on," he protested as he flinched away from her reach.
"See? Ty...God, you probably shouldn't even shift back, because that's dangerous."
"This is worth the risk."
"Not from where I'm standing."
"From where I'm standing."
"You could've come see me as a wolf."
"I needed to talk to you."
Despite her muted emotional state, hearing his voice again allowed something that had wilted inside of her since he'd collapsed in the yard the night prior to grow and shine again. She noticed that his eyes were all werewolf. "Can you handle a hug?"
"I just broke every bone in my body for this. I can handle all of you, Bonnie. Come here." He stepped forward and pulled her into a hug.
Bonnie pulled back immediately. "You're burning up," she said anxiously.
"I'm healing. My temperature's higher than normal. It's what's supposed to happen, don't worry."
Bonnie nodded, satisfied by the explanation. She took him in her arms again.
Tyler's body was sore, but her embrace felt so good. He closed his eyes and sniffed her.
Bonnie, too, closed her eyes, and she lifted herself to her toes. He was dirty, smelled a mixture of outside, rocks, dirt, and animal, but it was a nice mix, perfect, and she hugged him closer.
The gesture drove Tyler to inhale her scent more deeply.
"What happened?" he asked in the crook of her neck.
"Shane is Silas."
Tyler tightened his hold on her. He wasn't shocked. It was news, but he wasn't shocked. She didn't seem to be either. They've been saying Silas' name for a while, knew that He was active. The fact that they now knew where He was now was a relief to him. Now they could put a face to the Person who had hurt Bonnie.
He let her go, and Bonnie lowered herself to her real height.
"No one else knows yet. I needed to think."
"I felt it. How are you doing?"
She smiled. "I think I cried all of my tears the other night. This weekend has been one sad or disappointing thing after another. I think I'm stable. Maybe tapped out, too, but definitely stable. Plus I've been worried about you. I don't know if anything could top that. I'm okay. I already cried about Shane's betrayal, Silas is….an obstacle. A goal."
Tyler lifted his knuckles to stroke her cheek. She was all heat, smells, emotions, and sound in his werewolf eyes. Her restrained voice tightened around her body, and he wanted her to release. Everything coming off of her was too….quiet. She was indeed calm, but he wanted her to light up somewhere.
"How come I didn't feel the bond?" Bonnie asked.
"How do you know about the bond?"
"Kim mentioned it earlier. And Lucy said some things last night that put me on the path. We're bonded, right?"
"We are."
Something about the way he answered, not forceful, yet not at all casual, hit it home for her that he was dealing with her from an entirely different vantage point. Still Tyler, but he hasn't changed his eyes back at all. From last night to this late afternoon, in the mountains, with a pack, connecting to his nature, Nature, and the moon, like Kim had said, this was probably the longest he's ever stayed in his wolf form.
Neither fear nor worry found refuge in her. She trusted him to maneuver his world as much as she trusted herself to maneuver hers.
"Are you okay with it?" he asked as he stroke his thumb across her chin.
"I am," she smiled. "Did you….make it happen?"
"We made it happen. It's our connection, our...emotions. It couldn't exist if you didn't….feel for me."
She liked that better. Smiling, she said, "I do. I feel for you."
"You're powerful, Bonnie, strong, and you know how to use it. You know how to show it. We made it happen." He lifted her chin and kissed her. They didn't come any closer, didn't touch except for their mouths and his fingers holding her chin. Bonnie felt that something inside of her grow taller. He was the perfect salve.
Her lips remained parted after he ended the kiss. "You still haven't told me why I didn't feel your worry," she said, and she opened her eyes.
Tyler licked his lips. When he spoke, it was from a place of ancestral knowing, nothing that Kim or Adrian had told him. "For the same reason that I didn't feel it when you panicked during my fight with Klaus. Our bond is mutual but not telepathic. It's a call, or it's a response, but it can't be both. Not right now. And it's stronger on my end when I'm a werewolf. And more intense." His forehead twitched as he remembered the barrage of emotions he'd felt when he couldn't get to her earlier. Now he knew that it was worry, but on paws it had felt like she was off dying somewhere and he couldn't get to her.
His link to his Betas' emotions was also stronger when he was in full transition, which was another aspect to his injuries.
"When does it become telepathic?"
"When….it exists between Mates. Packs can disband. Kids grow up and leave, despite a bond. Mates are supposed to be forever, especially for an Alpha. It's part of protecting our pack."
"Supposed to be."
He smiled. "Supposed to be. Sucks for us if it's torn."
Tyler's smile widened. Her body was screaming interested. It was flying off her skin. Much better than the quiet of before.
"Is it like the imprinting in Twilight?"
"I've never seen Twilight."
"Like hell you haven't," she said with a small smile. "You dated Caroline. There's no way you've never seen it. I made Jeremy watch it."
"We don't stare like in Twilight."
Bonnie smiled. She'd guessed correctly.
"A wolf Marks their Mate."
"Can a Mate Mark their wolf?"
"Only if they're a wolf, too."
She simmered down with disappointment.
"So they say," he added. "Not a whole lot about were-witch unions. Definitely nothing on Hybrid-witch. We can look into it."
Bonnie parted her lips. We can look into it. He was either cocky, or she was transparent. Probably both, considering he was him, and she was her. Either way, she was into the near affirmative statement.
She turned her mouth to the fingers that still rested on her chin, and he brought them up to caress her lips. Bonnie's eyes fluttered closed, and she relied on her sense of touch as he ran the pad of his thumb on her full lips and disturbed what was left of the brown lip gloss.
Tyler found her breathtaking like this, and his dick responded to the texture of her lips.
Bonnie slowly brought her hand up and pulled his wrist down, removing his fingers. She straightened her head, closed her mouth, and opened her eyes. "You should go."
"Why?"
"Maybe the pack can still help you like this. I mean, you are still a werewolf and their leader."
"I'm not going anywhere."
She looked down at his hardening dick and lifted her brows. Looking up at him, she said, "Well, I have work to do. I need to think on this Shane stuff. Like, I'm pretty sure I need my mom and Lucy to leave town so they can be my surprise weapons if I need them to be."
"I can help you think."
With those lycan eyes, he didn't look like he wanted to help her think at all. "Tyler, I can't do...what you're thinking about doing. It's too risky."
"How?"
She self-consciously rolled her eyes. "Because I'm pretty sure I'm getting my period today. Not exactly the kind of reunion I want to have," she said as she looked down at his impressive penis.
"You're not positive that you're getting it today."
She was speechless at first. "My abdomen has been hurting me all day."
"You're so noble, Bonnie. But your body betrays you. Just like it did at the Festival. You want me."
"Doesn't mean I have to have you."
"True."
"And it's not just me. You're too hurt to do what you're thinking about doing. I don't wanna set you back."
"I told you: no one's gonna tell me how hurt I am. I know what I can do and what I can't, and I can do you."
She couldn't help but smile, flattered by how persistent he was in his desire for her. She stepped back from him to pick up her phone and keys, and she left the spot.
She wasn't sure where she was going. She wasn't heading to the car. She didn't set off with any plans to sleep with him. There was her impending situation, and she was worried about his health. But she walked, and the wolf prowled behind her, waiting for her next move while he kept track of their path.
Eventually, she came upon a clearing, the ground made of the same beige-brown dirt and pine, though the pine here was voluminous enough to cover the dirt completely. It was a large clearing. Perfect for spell work.
She decided that this was where she would cast her protection spell, surrounded by medium-sized trees, with the water nearby.
She decided, too, that she wanted him to be a part of it.
She stopped in the middle of the clearing and examined the trees. "Still don't wanna leave?"
Her tone made him promises. He licked his top lip. "No."
Bonnie turned to him and cocked her right hip. "I still have to make sure my situation's okay."
"Your situation doesn't matter to me."
Bonnie's breath rushed out of her, the pulse in her neck quietly speeding up. Sure, he said that now. She set her phone and keys down. She supposed there was no point in asking him to turn around. She turned herself around and lifted her sweater to tuck it under her chin. She undid her pants so that she could pull it and her underwear down. Spotting on the pad. She had judged right this morning and saved her underwear as a result.
She could chance it. It was cold out, but he was hot enough to warm her up. She pulled her pants up and let the sweater fall. Turning to him, she said, "I have. Some."
Tyler licked his lips. "It's fine."
Bonnie took a steady breath. "I still need to work. I need to cast a spell, and I don't even know what it's gonna sound like."
"Right. I'll watch."
"You'll participate. I've never casted a spell while having sex before."
She'd taken a turn at shocking him, and he tried to contain his grin.
"I mean, you are saying that you're willing to chance it, right?"
"Absolutely."
The ins and outs of casting the spell solidified in Bonnie's mind as she looked at him. She was going to channel the earth. If werewolves could have an element, that would be it, children of the forests and the mountains. She wanted to channel him, too. And not like she had the night before. She wanted to try something new.
Tyler sped up and grabbed her waist, and she gasped in surprise. "Anything I need to do?" he asked.
She bent her knees and threw her phone and keys to her left. She looked at him when she straightened and said, "Exactly what you wanna do."
Tyler didn't need to hear anything else. He kissed her and undressed her. She stopped him when he was on her underwear, and she walked away to take that off herself. She magically pulled the rest of her clothes and the shoes to her and laid her underwear on top. Hopefully nothing would crawl into it. She took the necklace off last.
She walked back to him, as naked as he was, and she kissed him. He picked her up and laid her down, and they rolled on the pine and erased the hours spent apart with their kisses.
"I missed you," Bonnie confessed breathlessly. "It's weird, because you've been gone less than 24 hours, but-"
"I missed you, too. I couldn't stop thinking about you, wondering how you were feeling, what you were doing. I missed you."
Bonnie smiled and reclaimed his mouth. He was more hard muscle than usual, a sign of his wolfish state. He moved down her body and coddled her chilly nipples in his mouth.
To her nervous surprise, he kept moving down to her belly button. Her right arm twitched, but she decided not to say anything. If he wanted to brave it….Besides, she'd told him to do what he wanted, and she was still curious about the fact that he hadn't changed his eyes back to their beautiful dark brown.
Tyler's body got even hotter in anticipation. He was sure that he wasn't going to get much, but this was the closest he's been to her during her period since prank night. And when he closed his eyes and smelled her cunt, his mouth watered. It wasn't as strong as last time, but considering how long it's been, it was enough to make him stop and appreciate. She was as natural as he was right now, and that attracted him, and he burrowed further into his nature.
He gave her the first orgasm before she thought up any spells.
Her body was shaking, and he opened her legs wider and smelled the mix of lube and the promise of menstruation. Her primer pheromones were embedding themselves in his nostrils. She was aroused and ready for him.
Bonnie pointed her toes in opposite directions and held his head down as he once again partook in what her pussy had to offer. She was moaning and was determined to keep her legs lifted and spread-eagled when she started.
With Tyler sucking on her left labia, she reached down and felt the energy beneath the ground, reached lower and planted roots of her power and felt it connect to that which was rolling under them. She pulled up, and the earth's energy rose above ground and crawled into her body, manifesting in black vines. She moaned as the power explored her body in tandem with Tyler's tongue.
He felt the difference in her, smelled the power that she was holding, and when she told him to bite her, he left her pussy and sank his fangs and canines into her left thigh. His eyes widened, and he pushed her thigh into his mouth, wanting more of the power, more of the mix of hers and the raw element. The blood went straight to his dick. It rolled around his heart, crawled around his head, and pulled seductively at his instincts. She was a creature of Nature, like he was.
Bonnie felt him sucking the power out of her. He was literally taking it as she pulled it up, channeling it right out of her to play with it. She looked down, surprised. This was why she loved being with him. This was why she so often wanted to surrender herself to him, even before they'd ever slept together. He exuded power. He had power. He came the closest to matching her, and their powers weren't even the same. He could surprise her like this.
Tyler gulped the blood down. It was even sweeter than in the bathroom, had more of a zing, and it made him restless. He let her thigh go and growled. It was a promise, like the one he'd heard in her voice earlier. He wanted her, and when he was through showing her how much, she wasn't ever going to forget it. He's been wanting her since he'd sensed her closeness after he'd killed Klaus. But he hadn't been strong enough to do anything about it.
"Turn around," he said.
Bonnie turned and got on her knees, and keeping her forehead to the ground. She closed her eyes when he inserted his tongue in her pussy. While he tongue-fucked her, she stretched her arms in front of her and reached for her magic inside of his body. It took some time, she was rocking back and fucking his tongue by the time it happened, but eventually she latched onto it and was able to, in effect, channel herself. Tyler removed his tongue when he felt her inside of him. His pupils dilated. Witch. The only one who can match him. He wanted her to take what she wanted and leave him nothing, if she so chose. He wanted to bear the brunt of her potential. He wanted her savagery. He stuck his tongue in and fucked her faster.
"Mmmm." Bonnie curled her toes as his tongue scissored perfectly in and out of her. Connecting to her magic allowed her to connect to his power, and she felt her whole body heal, aches that she didn't know she had, weakened cells that she couldn't see, they all healed. The wound on her thigh healed. Her mouth fell open at the abundance of his healing power.
Her spells couldn't heal him, but the earth could, and Tyler regained all of his strength.
"Lunae mox futurae, cum puer essem. Illam Terra parens quo pervenire, cum puer essem. Tellus sum puer. Et da mihi fidem tuam. Illam Terra parens, puer, ego, da mihi fidem tuam."
Tyler recognized the moon in her spell and moved down to lick her clit.
Bonnie thought of another one, meant to help her figure out Silas' secrets. "Quid tenebrarum veniat. Quaesitum, inveniam. Mmmm."
She lifted onto her hands and ground her pussy in his face. He purred and put a strong hold on her thighs. He lifted his head and got her on her back. He spread her legs and went back in.
"Mmmm, yes. Yes, Tyler," she moaned, her hand on his head. "Yes." She looked down at him, devoted to his task, and she smiled.
"Fiat voluntas quidem moveri, et succendatur, et intumescunt stomachum suum."
Tyler felt this particular spell close around him. He wasn't alarmed. She would cast no spell that would harm him. He ate her pussy, undisturbed until he felt his desire swell to the point of overpowering his mind. He grinned against her cunt. He could play, too.
When Bonnie got close to her orgasm, she spoke from her heart. She wanted it to last. She wanted to make it so that they cried from wanting to come so much. Grinding against his mouth, she chanted, "Surrexit ergo, et potestates: alligabis verba illa: adolebitque longa desideria nostra, et adoleret fortes, longo succendetur, et adoleret forti, donec loquar sermones ad nos derivetur."
He kept eating, but she didn't come, and oh that fragile foundation on which she stood, ready to tumble into orgasm but unable to, oh it was so sweet. She ground her hips, but still completion eluded her. Tyler didn't notice her state yet, though he'd felt this spell bind to him, too. He was pursuing something of his own. He left her clit and loomed over her. Bonnie ran her hands down his solid chest while he raked in her power-stripped body. He lowered his head to the left side of her neck and fed on her. Bonnie arched into him and wrapped her legs around his waist, her mouth falling open as his werewolf powers allowed him to pull the power from her blood.
Tyler entered her, and the act provided him some release for the increased desire that her first spell had caused him. He fucked her while he fed, his mind hazy from the triple whammy of blood, power, and pussy.
Bonnie squeezed his ass and grunted with every stiff thrust of his forceful hips. "Eorum-votis-esse- inane. Per-terram-iter-caesis-angustans-fortis. Oh-God-yes."
She channeled the power in his body and healed her neck. Cut off, Tyler emitted a low growl by her ear. But it was time for him to replenish the blood that she was losing anyway, especially since he didn't want to stop fucking any time soon.
"Come here," he gruffed as he pulled his dick out. He put a hand behind her neck and sat her up. He bit the wrist of the other hand and sat on his calves. Bonnie grabbed the wrist with both hands and put it to her mouth. Channeling him was one thing, but having his blood seep into her body while she was channeling the earth, having the element coming into her from two different points now, with his own power added to it: tasting magic in his blood was more real now than it had been in the bathroom. She brought his hand closer and took more, as if she needed it for sustenance. Tyler got on his knees and held her head to his wrist, pleased and satisfied by how she was gorging herself on something so vital to his survival. Bonnie reached one of her hands down and channeled his dick severely, and he reflexively tightened the hold that he had on her head. He humped his dick into her hand. It felt like she was pulling his power out, which, in his current state, felt like she was trying to pull a crippling orgasm out of him. But he wasn't orgasming.
He bit his wrist again, and Bonnie pulled it down to her mouth before he could offer. He grinned. And now he accomplished his purpose: he didn't want a tease, he didn't want a hint or a reminder. He wanted the whole thing. The hand on her head connected him to her body, no spells or element needed. She was a living animal, and he therefore he had dominion over her. Closing his eyes was easy, since she was making him feel so damn good. He connected, his first time using this aspect of his powers, and the effect was debilitating. She was a witch, with a lot of active powers currently flowing through her, including his own, and on top of that he was bonded to her. The feeling was so potent that his grasp of the connection slipped, but he re-established it. He channeled his focus on the current state of her body, and looped his powers around her cycle. She was close enough for him to be able to influence the process in the direction that he wanted.
His wrist healed, so Bonnie left it and added her mouth to his dick, keeping her magical hold on it while she sucked the head. She was mostly sure that he wouldn't mind her bloody mouth on him, and she was right, because he groaned and the tight hold on her head turned into a soft, encouraging open palm. She felt a new presence in her body, and she figured that it was him, so she didn't react. She was interested in whatever he was going to do next. She rolled her neck while she pampered him. The added blood didn't make him taste any different. She couldn't taste the magic in the blood anymore now that it was no longer a steady flow directly from his body. It was just good Tyler blood.
She felt a dull pain in her vagina that echoed in her tailbone, but she ignored it because she had a guy who was almost a full head taller than her cursing and croaking because of how she was using her mouth.
Tyler pulled his dick from her mouth and her hand and hung his head back, his member bobbing up and down of its own accord because of the unbelievable remnants of her channeling. He laid her down by pulling her ponytail back. He put his hand on her pelvis, and she felt the pain again, but this time she also felt something slowly leak out of her. She lifted her head, and he looked at her from beneath his lashes. Tyler placed his hands under her butt and lifted her lower half, forcing her to lay her shoulders back down. But it allowed Bonnie a better view of her vulva.
Her heart throbbed against her ribcage, and her stomach swam. It wasn't much, but she saw a peek of the blood. Shocked and more than a little excited, she looked up at him. His smile shouted how much he coveted her. She had no idea why he was doing this of all things, but it was new and something she hadn't known before, and he seemed to be enjoying it, and it felt good, so she was loving it. She loved being under his power. It held a certain thrill.
Tyler turned the wheel of her cycle, and the pain resumed and increased, and her vagina pulsated in response. She usually got horny on the first day of her period, so she experienced this now. Her need for him amplified, and when she locked heavy-lidded eyes with him, she realized from the look on his face that he was the cause of this, too. It wasn't simply the spell she'd cast. He was using his power to increase her arousal.
"God, Tyler." Watching the blood slowly pool out of her, knowing that he was doing it, turned her on immensely. "Please." She wiggled her toes as the combination of pleasure and dull, insistent pain mingled in her body. "Phasmatos salvis. Nemo malum transiens, ne perveniat iniuria mea. Oh God." She lay her head down and rolled her feet at the ankles.
Tyler set her butt down and disconnected from her body. He crossed her right leg over the left, and Bonnie got that he wanted her to turn around. She got on all fours, and she was exhilarated by how open she was to him, especially considering her vagina was bloody.
The new position abated her cramps. Tyler put his face close to her pussy and inhaled deeply. It was perfect. Just like last time. Fucking perfect. He straightened and grabbed his cock. Sliding into her was an experience. She was slick from lube and blood, and part of his dick was bloody from her blowjob, but her aching vagina tried to squeeze him out every step of the way.
"Oh shit. Oh yes, oh shit, oh my G-Yes. Mmmm." It was like she was feeling every inch of him as he went through, and he went excruciatingly slow. Once she was fully stuffed and once he started stroking, her cramps all but disappeared.
He wasted no time before increasing his thrusts, in speed and in force. He wasn't going to come yet, so he tortured himself with the feel of her pussy. He planted one foot on the ground and kept a sturdy hold on her hips. "Shit. God. Goddamn, you feel good."
She was so good that Tyler experienced an upsurge of energy and roared. He bared his teeth and roared and roared, and the loud noise shocked Bonnie, which made the geo magic skitter inside of her, and she trembled. She fucked him right back, throwing her pussy at him. Tyler's roars reached a three-mile radius, and animals that could fly, flew, those that crawled, crawled, and those that skittered, skittered. His message was direct, succinct, and left no room for interpretation: this space belonged to them, to her. No other lifeforms could stay here. Leaves from the trees that surrounded the clearing detached and fell as birds of gray-brown-white color headed outside of the boundary that he'd set.
He connected to her body again and pushed more blood out of her pussy. He looked down, and his dick was wonderfully coated dark brown, almost black, with only a few peeks of red. As he stroke in and out, she released some dark blood clots, but he didn't give a shit. The smell was all around him. He wanted more of all of it.
Bonnie slammed her ass against his powerful pelvis, wanting more of his cock. Her cramps were back, dull and insistent, and she was suffering from her spell again, wanting to come, ready to come, but unable to until the time when she would release both of them.
Their lovemaking became manic, Bonnie all but hysterical as she returned his fuck. It was all he could do to keep her hips steady. He gave her some room to maneuver, to lift her hips and disturb the rhythm as she pleased, but he always brought her back and kept her still in intervals. Bonnie's body was singing from magic, blood, and dick. Tyler wanted to fuck her until she couldn't move after. He moved one hand from her hip to her shoulder and pounded.
They fucked with abandon, her body belonging to him, his body belonging to her, and when she reached in and channeled him again, Tyler threw his head back and roared, his lips and teeth red with her blood. She worked her spells and fucked him while he availed himself to her cunt.
"Phasmatos salvis! Circulum detentio mea!"
"Surrexit ergo, et redde mihi nunc fortitudinem potestatum!"
He lifted onto his other foot and fucked her in a squat. The change in angle put a tiny pin in the orgasm rummaging through their bodies, and Bonnie crossed her feet at the ankles and took the fuck. They were noisy and uninhibited, witch and Hybrid, much more than human. They made the kind of scene that would've had the unknowing running to civilisation and screaming for their deaths, spreading fear that would lead to the hunting of both of their kind. I swear I saw it, with my own eyes. She spoke a strange tongue, the devil's tongue, and he the devil's agent. He was a beast, I tell you; he certainly roared like one. Did you not hear? I fear what might befall me for witnessing it! No human woman could handle him, no human man would dare touch her!
"Take what you need!" he half begged and half commanded, his voice coarse.
"You fucking take what you need!" she cried, her tits slinging back and forth. She was desperate for more of him. She channeled him and the earth on autopilot now. Her brain couldn't handle it. She didn't want to focus on anything that wasn't him on and in her body.
Tyler hollered and changed their position. He couldn't take it. A coherent thought that wasn't her was simply beyond his reach. He hunkered over her, and she lowered her upper body to the ground and balled her hands into fists, her forehead on the ground. She uncrossed her ankles and spread her knees wide, the globes of her ass pointed and seductive, her hips finally still. He bared his sharp claws and planted them in the ground on either side of her head. The sinewy muscles in his legs flexed as he used his weight to fuck them into oblivion. Histeria built in Bonnie again as her orgasm came back stronger and even more ready, and she raised onto her elbows and hooted through puckered lips. Tyler was beyond ready, but he was not going to beg her to let him come. He would ride this out for as long as she wanted. It wasn't a bad ride at all. His balls were full and stiff, his cock rock-hard and fucking sensitive, his thrusts frenetic and obsessed.
The magic honed in on his prostate and her G-spot, and Bonnie couldn't bear to withstand what would happen if she resisted past this point. It was like Nature Herself needed release now, so She pushed down where it counted for both. Bonnie had no idea where she pulled the spell from or what she was saying when she released them.
"Nullus hominum domare potest cupere! Sit passionibus opprimetur! Dabo ei, dedit mihi Exsoluamus ut numquam ante!"
Their passion started to overflow on the second phrase. Tyler yelled as the pressure on his prostate increased, and he had a meltdown in her cunt. Bonnie's voice trembled through the rest of the spell, which made it take longer for her to complete it. Her legs were shaking beyond her control, and the ground shook with them, and she sprayed her come, his dick and the magic milking spurt after spurt, her urethra shooting out her ejaculation, her toes curled and feet lifted off the ground. The orgasm overwhelmed them and both stopped moving as they reaped what Bonnie had sown. Tyler bit her left shoulder in his feverish peak, and the blood intensified his orgasm, and he yelled around her flesh. Bonnie's eyes rolled, and she sprayed her come again. Her thighs stiffened, then her legs, and they slowly straightened of their own accord, and she just as slowly buckled under her own weight, a loud steady aria going up her vocal chords. Tyler's dick was pulled out of her pussy when she went down and it stayed suspended, and he remained arthritic and loud and experienced the most thorough orgasm of his life as the ground moved under him.
Round 2, next chapter? Round 2, next chapter. Hope you all are alright :)