A/N: This is for BBHCWeek November 2021. I had to come back and give the queen some love. I kinda mixed the themes together like gumbo. A Daughter of Abigail Short. A Kefonnie Fic. "Kol x Stefan x Bonnie." Bad Grammar. Bad Language. Bad Bitches.
Shout out to the folks keeping the Bonnie Bennett Fandom alive.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Bonnie's entire body ached. The stone the gorgon encased her in was crushing her. Soon her bones would break, and the bits not punctured by shards would be squished like a grape. She only knew this because the ghosts of her Grams and Great Great Great grandmother, Qetsiyah, told her.
Bonnie thought after she defeated Silas her ancestors would go back to the other side and enjoy their eternity torturing him, but now that she had "proven herself", Qetsiyah wanted to train her to be her true progeny. She wanted Bonnie to restore glory to the Bennett family legacy.
According to Lucy and Cass, the new coven here in New Orleans was getting too big for their britches, besmirching the Bennett name amongst other things. That was Lucy's focus and Qetsiyah's. Cass wanted to stop evildoers. The Nawlins coven were out of control if they were making enough waves for the supernatural community in Cali to notice. They didn't want Lucy Bennett, Cassandra Lark, and Charmaine Clermont to join forces. Cass alone would body their whole lineup.
Since Bonnie had to live here, she tried to keep her head down the best she could. She didn't want a turf war, but Qetsiyah believed she shouldn't have to live that way. Their name should command respect. Bonnie wouldn't mind more mentoring, but Bonnie had a full-time job and she was newlywed. She had not one, but two husbands. Suffice to say, she was a little busy right now.
"Are you concentrating, Little One?" Qetsiyah asked.
"I could concentrate better if you and Grams stopped pacing and hounding me," Bonnie gritted out. The spell she was trying to pull off was delicate. She could poison herself if she was not careful. She got the idea from her husbands.
Kol spent a week building Stefan a pizza oven and got concrete all over the place. Bonnie had to use phosphoric acid to get most of it up. It was naturally occurring in the body. She used the magic in her veins to produce more and push it through her pores. She especially concentrated on her hands. After a couple of minutes, she wiggled a pinky free, then her thumb, and finally, her palm shot out of the rock it was enclosed in. She sent a chunk of the concrete choking her leg at the creature who now looked like a human man instead of a serpent monster. The projectile took him by surprise. He crumpled to the ground once it connected with his heads.
"Good Job, Baby!" Grams said.
"There's hope for you yet," Qetsiyah smiled. That was high praise coming from the matriarch of the Bennett bloodline.
As annoying as they could be, Bonnie wanted to make them proud. She did want to restore glory to the Bennett bloodline. She defeated Klaus, Silas, and a number of other bad guys, but that was a decade ago, and the power hungry tended to forget or just throw logic and facts out the window to suit their needs.
Bonnie felt bad though, her perp wasn't of that sort. The gorgon was a young man who had been viciously attacked and was exacting his revenge. Bonnie's boss, Charmaine, had been hired to capture him. She in turn gave the case to Bonnie. It was her first real case at CCA where she was the lead investigator. The man deserved justice not to be handed over and chained like some monster. The fraternity that did this to him were monsters. She had almost freed herself when the wood door to the room exploded into splinters.
Kol stood in the door, his eyes, black and veined; his teeth sharp and bared; and his hands, up and ready. He growled looking around the room for any sign of trouble, so he could kill it. He found a defeated criminal and pissed off wife. Bonnie shook her head as the last piece of concrete fell from her boots. Kol's face shifted into one of the men she loved.
"You didn't answer your phone," Kol offered as a reason for him barging into her case yet again. At this point, he should apply to join the agency. Charmaine would consider it. It would mean she would have an original on payroll. He would laugh it off and say he was too busy running the Green-Eyed Witch. The Don ran the Green-Eyed Witch and all Kol's businesses in Louisiana, Austin, and Virginia.
A moment later, Stefan, the other love of her life, strolled in and looked around. "I told you," Stefan said.
"Rubbish, you were staring out of the window every ten minutes."
"Well, at least the abominations protect you," Qetsiyah sniffed.
"They love her," Sheila said to her ancestor. Her Grams was always team Stefan.
Bonnie ignored the ghost. She had told them more than once to stay out of her marriage, but in a respectful and polite way. "We've talked about this," Bonnie said to her husbands. Stefan walked over and helped her dust off her clothes. Not to be outdone, Kol came over and crushed a piece of concrete that was stuck to one of her braids.
"Is that my shirt?" Kol asked. His eyes narrowed at her.
Bonnie smiled, "I love you, and you, but I still have work to do. I have to take the gorgon in."
"What gorgon?" Stefan said, looking around.
"Are you kidding me?" Bonnie said, reaching for her magic. She scryed for the gorgon's energy signature, and he was almost out of the building. "Can you be a dear? He's on the south end of the warehouse." Bonnie asked Kol.
Kol flashed out of the room. Stefan and Bonnie followed him at her human pace. Stefan was being polite and running with her. Bonnie should have known Qetsiyah was where the action was. The kid was a monster again and giving Kol a hard time, mostly because Kol was going easy on him. Stefan and Kol were nosy and always read her work files. He knew what happened to the young man under the serpent creature. Bonnie's magic surged out of her, and she gave the gorgon a taste of his own medicine. He was frozen in place.
"I would have used a slumber spell," Grams commented. "It took more magic to freeze him. Magic you might need."
"Personally, he would be a statue in my garden if it were up to me," Qetsiyah said.
"Luckily, It's not. He's a victim. Grams, they drugged him and did terrible things. I didn't want to put him to sleep against his will," Bonnie said.
"My sweet baby," Grams said. "I'm so proud of the woman you are becoming." She blew Bonnie a kiss and disappeared.
"You have a good heart, Daughter of Abigail, noble. Make sure it doesn't get you killed."
"Yes, Ma'am, but I have back-up," Bonnie smiled.
Qetsiyah looked at Kol and Stefan arguing over carrying the gorgon to the car. "I don't want to mess up my shirt," Stefan said to his husband.
"For heaven's sake, I'll buy you a new shirt. Grab his legs," Kol fussed.
Qetsiyah shook her head at her granddaughter's choices in mates. "I'll see you in the altar room at sunset on the morrow. Good work, little one," the ghost said and faded.
Bonnie ran over and opened the door for her spouses. "Ezra Aquila, my name is Bonnie Bennett, and I am an investigator with Charmaine Clermont and Associates. I have been authorized by the state of Louisiana to detain and/or kill you. Please cooperate with the investigation, so I won't have to take this further. I would like to advocate for you before the council if you allow me to. Blink once for no, twice for yes. Blink three times for I need more info."
Bonnie watched the man blink twice and breathed a sigh of relief. Five hours later, Ezra was on a flight to Greece to live at a gorgon rehabilitation compound there. "You did a great job, Babe. You stopped the attacks and saved that kid's life," Stefan said. She was drinking wine crossed leg on the floor while Stefan took her braids out. They were ruined by the concrete.
"I wish I had a death warrant on his attackers," Bonnie said. Kol's head was lying in her lap while he was stretched out on the floor reading. He smirked up at Stefan, and then went back to his book.
"What did you say to him?" Bonnie asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Stefan?" Kol deflected.
"I may have finished the job for Aquila," Stefan admitted.
"The Ripper, Stefan?" Bonnie accused.
"I wish," Kol muttered. Bonnie smacked him on the arm. "He used his councilman juice and got the university to investigate Aquila's attack and subsequent 'disappearance'. He basically rippered them politically."
"Thank you, Baby," Bonnie said, leaning back to kiss him. Stefan leaned down over his wife."
"I just fought the monster, found you, and funded Stefan's campaign," Kol grumbled.
After Stefan let her go, she leaned down and kissed Kol too. "Thank you, Babe," Bonnie said.
Kol settled back down, but then sighed. He put down his book, and sat up and kissed Stefan. "There, satisfied?" he asked Stefan.
Bonnie snorted. She could tell Stefan was. The vampires had been reading each other's minds for years now. It was a side effect to blood sharing aka vampire sex. Bonnie would be jealous of it if it wasn't so hot to see them together. Stefan finally took the last braid out. She went and washed her hair. When she was done, she walked out into the living room. Her husbands were cuddling on the couch.
"We should celebrate," Bonnie said, patting her afro.
-o0o-
The wine, dinner, and dancing led to them tangled in the bed together. Stefan's tongue was inside of her, and his hands were squeezing her tits. He pinched her nipples, lapped at her moist folds as Kol fucked her from behind. Kol was leaving bites on her shoulder and chewing on her earlobe. She was being filled, teased, and squeezed and it felt amazing. She was coming before she knew it.
Bonnie made out with Kol as Stefan had his way with him. Her babe was hard again in no time, and she guided Kol inside of her. They came one after another like dominoes, and then they just lay there in each other's arms. It was a good day Bonnie decided, tomorrow may be shit, but it didn't matter because she knew she had backup.
I hope you enjoyed it!