A/N: Hi guys this is just a random story I came up with after reading so much Klonnie fiction this week. I own nothing.
Bonnie sits in the library restroom staring at the little pink lines on the test.
She can't really figure out her emotions, happiness, sadness, panic, worry, and excitement all fill her mind. All because she is unsure of what Klaus' reaction to this will be.
6 years ago she'd agreed to come help Klaus and his family place a protection spell on his infant daughter Hope. A protection spell casted by a Bennett witch was the most powerful type of barrier and Klaus wanted the best for his daughter. Bonnie had agreed because she'd outgrown Mystic Falls and her friends. Elena and Damon were doing who knows what and Caroline and Stefan were the only two people she really kept in touch with. She was tired of being the side kick and yearned to break free and go somewhere that would not only help her grow her magic but also grow as a person. She'd heard stories of the magic in New Orleans, so she took a leap of faith, packed her bags and came to New Orleans.
She was surprised that Klaus had treated her so hospitable. The Mickaelson's had had their fair share of powerful witches and they seemed to admire and recognize Bonnie's power and true potential. They didn't just make her feel like a hired witch or sidekick, or convenient weapon to pull out whenever necessary, instead they made her feel almost a part of their family. She quickly became good friends with Freya and Rebekah and found that talking to them was much easier than talking to Elena or Caroline had ever been. Before Bonnie knew it, after a few months, she'd soon developed a daily routine in the Mickaelson compound. She'd wake up and visit a sleeping Hope in her crib checking the protection spell, she'd have coffee and breakfast with Hayley, Elijah and Freya. Elijah would tell her some story about a witch and different spells that she might find useful. Then she'd go into the quarter into a voodoo shop where she'd met a witch who was familiar with the Bennett line. Bonnie would help her with herbs and potions and sell them to the tourist. Then she'd return for dinner with everyone, and sometimes on the weekends she would go out dancing and or shopping with Freya, Rebekah, and Hayley.
During this time, her and Klaus had maintained a civil relationship. They would do their 'good mornings and good nights' sometimes even a 'how was your day', or in Klaus speak he would say 'what did you do today little witch' which would cause Bonnie to roll her eyes and say 'not terrorize the city' which would lead to a smirk on Klaus' face and when she was out of eyesight she would also smile. Klaus had become a weird comfort to her. Some nights when he was in his studio painting or sketching, Bonnie would join him by the fire place looking over all the grimoires he had acquired over the centuries. Sometimes Klaus would hand her a glass of scotch and sit beside her, pointing to different spells and giving her the history and or funny story behind them. Sometimes they'd be so caught up in laughter and they'd have a moment where they were staring at each other, two lonely misunderstood souls connecting if not only for a few fleeting moments.
Then one night everything changed when Bonnie got an upsetting phone call while she was reading in Klaus' studio. The sound of her phone knocked her out of the trance she'd found herself in being so engrossed in one particular spell. "Hey witchy" Damon's voice came through on the phone. "What is it Damon?" honestly Bonnie could've gone another decade without hearing his voice. She'd been in New Orleans for almost 2 years and she'd began to move on with her life. Put Mystic Falls and all of its drama behind her, and sadly that included her 'friends'. "We need you" was all he said. Oh of course, they were in some type of trouble and Bonnie had to go and rescue them, nope, not happening, go find another witch. "Elena got herself mixed up with some type of gypsy curse" Bonnie sighed. "I can't just drop my whole life and get on a plane Damon" Bonnie said softly. "I don't know anything about gypsy curses" Bonnie easily lied. "What Bonnie? How is this even a discussion? Your best friend needs you! I'm sure the Mickaelson's can let you off for a few days…" Bonnie stopped listening as anger grew inside her. 'let her off?' oh of course he would think she just went from Mystic Falls to New Orleans to just become some witch for hire. Used and then disposed of. "Oh please Damon don't play that best friend line with me. I haven't spoken to Elena in almost 8 months! We haven't been friends since you and your brother came back to Mystic Falls! I am not the Mickaelson's witch for hire and I damn sure aint yours!" Bonnie yelled hanging up the phone and taking an exasperated sigh.
"Looks like you could use this, love" Klaus said handing Bonnie a tumblr full of the brown liquid. Bonnie gratefully took the drink as Klaus came to sit next to her. He'd been walking down the hall and heard her yelling on the phone at the Salvatore, Klaus was impressed, never thinking she would have the courage finally speak her mind to that group of morons. "Tell Niklaus all about it" he said holding his sketch pad and pen like that of a therapist. Causing Bonnie to laugh and feel a little better. "I just feel…" Bonnie searched for the right words. "Like I've given so much of myself to people that sometimes I forget who I am" Bonnie let out another sigh, she'd never said that out loud to herself. Klaus listened, all the while also refilling her glass and his as well. He watched Bonnie, so much potential wasted for so long. Her mother not being there to nourish and grow her magic, her grandmother waiting too late be of any real help, and her moron friends just using her like some tool that they put away in a cupboard only to let out again when needed. It almost made Klaus angry, reminding of the potential that was robbed of him at a young age.
"My advice love, be a little selfish for a change. You're here, and your services for my daughter are greatly appreciated. But also this is your opportunity to learn and grow, and my family and I are here to provide any resources you may need." Bonnie looked at Klaus as he was speaking. Perhaps it was the smooth liquid that slid down her throat much easier these days, or perhaps it was because their first introduction was as enemies, but Klaus was kind of...dare she say charming? Those deep ocean blue eyes, that sometimes sparked yellow, gorgeous chiseled jaw, and those plump red lips…alright Bonnie settle down. Klaus made a weird look at Bonnie, because she was staring at him, like she was deep in thought trying to solve a puzzle on his face. "Are you alright?" he said tilting his head and throwing back the rest of his drink. Bonnie was about to answer 'yea' but all of a sudden "You're so handsome" slipped out of her mouth and suddenly Bonnie wanted to throw herself in the fireplace, or out the window. Klaus' eyebrows rose in surprise. The little witch was tipsy and he was definitely a glutton for flattery. "Reaaaaaally" Klaus said giving her a playful smirk. "Ugh I don't know why I said that, I'm drunk" Bonnie said, she made a move to get up but her brain wouldn't cooperate and instead she found herself lying back against the small couch that sat in front of the fire place. Klaus joined her lying back grinning ear to ear. He was enjoying this.
Bonnie had closed her eyes when suddenly she felt Klaus moving a strand of hair from her face. She opened her eyes to see that she was now face to face with Klaus. "You know Bonnie your not so bad yourself" she didn't even have time to comment on how that was the first time in who knows how long since he'd actually said her name instead of 'witch, little witch, witchling, little Bennett witch', because his lips brushed against hers softly, testing the waters to see if she would stop him. Then he was kissing her, like a starved man with a hunger that only Bonnie could cure. The kiss deepened and Klaus had wrapped his arms around Bonnie's waist, his lips traveling down to her neck. Bonnie moaned into the kiss as his lips traveled down her neck.
She was letting go and moving on with her life. All things of the past left in the past as she allowed the hybrid to caress her thighs. Klaus was just about to slide his hands inside her thighs when the sound of Hope's little cries filled the mansion. They both stilled and Klaus was up at vampire speed running to her room. Bonnie followed soon after adjusting her clothes. She found Hayley in her night gown holding Hope bouncing her on her hip. Klaus stood in front of Hayley wiping Hope's tears. "Everything ok?" Bonnie's soft whispers entered the room as she stood at the door. "She's just teething and irritable" Hayley said giving Bonnie a small smile. "I hope she didn't wake you" Hayley said, but then she noticed Bonnie wasn't even in pajamas, and then she noticed that her and Klaus both smelled like liquor. Hayley made a note to ask Bonnie about that later. "No of course not" Bonnie smiled and watched the three supernatural beings and suddenly Bonnie felt like she was intruding on such an intimate moment. She said her goodnights and turned to her room down the hall.
As Bonnie was pulling out some pajama shorts and a tank top from her dresser, Klaus showed up at her open door. He crossed the barrier and entered her room caressing her face. "Don't think that we wont be finishing later what we started tonight little witch" he said before kissing her lips one last time and leaving her room, closing her door behind him. Bonnie's whole body melted at the excitement of his promise.
The next morning Bonnie woke up and felt bad about her conversation with Damon, not for what she said, but because she didn't want Elena to die. She texted Caroline the name of another witch in Virginia who could help Elena with her gypsy curse. A few hours later she just got a response of 'k'. '