Chapter 3 : The Storm is Coming
For the next 2 days it was the happiest Bonnie has ever been, she made some pastries based on Klaus mother's recipe book. He particularly loved the scones and blueberry muffins. She even made her own recipe of beignets, he loved that even more. They went bike riding and he showed her some gardening tips. For awhile she forgot about Damon.
Damon walked into their rented place as Elena twirled around the place in pure bliss. He giggled as she ran to the window to look outside at the city "Gosh I can't believe I'm in London"
Damon just nodded she could tell he was distracted by something on his phone. She frowned as she sat on the couch staring at him "Are we really here to enjoy ourselves?"
Damon sat next to her and held her hand "Okay I have to do this work related thing. But I promise we will go to dinner, shopping and anything you want" he said kissing her forehead. She exhaled and rolled her eyes.
The nightlife was beautiful filled with loud steelpan and jazz music filled the beachfront pub, Bonnie pushed a curl out her face as she took a seat opposite Klaus. She looked around at people talking, drinking and dancing.
"This is nice"
"Thought it would be nice to bring you to one of my favourite places during the Summer. The drinks and food are great"
Bonnie looked down at her the menu she wasn't sure what to drink. She only drank twice in her lifetime and Damon never let her near alcohol.
"It's okay. Pick whatever you want" Klaus said holding her hand. She smiled. The waiter came to take their order "Mr. Mikaelson. Good to see you again. And who is the pretty lady?" He said looking at Bonnie.
"This is Bonnie she is currently my guest for the Summer. Bonnie this is Matt he makes killer drinks and practically runs this place"
"Nice to meet you. Its a great set up" Bonnie smiled. Bonnie ordered a Cosmo, steak bites with chips.
Bonnie enjoyed the live music, the beach air, the Cosmo and the food was splendid. Klaus had ordered a glazed smoked salmon and wanted Bonnie to try it. He cut a piece and fed her. She blushed.
"What are you up to this Summer?" She asked cleaning her throat.
"Well this summer is different, my sister is getting married so she's a bit of bridezilla. I'm having tea tomorrow with my brother and her" he sipped his wine.
"I feel bad for intruding your Summer" Bonnie said looking down. He held her hand "It's fine I'm glad for the company"
At 7am on a quiet Saturday morning, Damon was snooping around the backyard of a property in Knightsbridge. He kept looking at his phone while looking at the secured house.
"He's never home" a woman said. She watering her plants peaking over the tree hedges. He was startled but turned his attention to her seeking for further information.
"Niklaus Mikaelson? He lives here? What do you know about him?" Damon asked.
"He does. I don't know much and I usually know everything about everyone around here. All I know is that he owns an alcohol business, I see him in there probably 3 times a month but a pleasant young man he's into gardening too."
Damon nodded puzzled and wondering why is this guy shady. What is he hiding.
"Oh one time I did see a pretty blonde girl walking around the room up there in lingerie and I told my husband ahhh he has a girlfriend..my husband thinks he's a serial killer ..I told him some people are just private" the woman laughed.
"Who was she?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Being the nosey mum I am, I went over and spoke to her one day...she was just a childhood so then I thought maybe he's gay."
"Do you have any idea where he might be staying? Maybe another house?" Damon smiled. The lady placed her water can down and narrowed her eyes "Why are you sneaking around his place? Is he trouble?"
Damon chuckled nervously "No trouble. He is with someone I know and I wanna apologised to that person ...it was a whole misunderstanding but it seems like Klaus is hard to reach"
"Well..all I can say is that he is never there in the Summer...I mostly see him in the Fall or in time for Christmas"
Klaus sat next to his sister lost in space as he rubbed his finger along the rim of the teacup.
"You haven't touched your croissant. What's going on?" Elijah asked. Rebekah laughed "He wants to wrap this up so he can go back to his beach house to seduce that girl"
Elijah shot a confused look at him from across the table " What girl?"
Klaus rolled his eyes "No girl, we are here to finalise the details of your wedding"
"Uh its a B something. Camille your pet told me. She's staying at the beach house" Rebekah said stuffing her mouth with mini cakes.
"You never let any stranger near there not even your own family. What's going on? Are you in trouble?" Elijah was concerned.
" It's okay I'm not in trouble. Bonnie was in a bit of trouble I offered to help her get away from a very bad situation and start over" Klaus explained.
"We don't do that. What if she finds out?" Elijah said staring at his brother emotionless.
"Luckily I'm not one of you anymore. I don't think she would care after what she's been through she shouldn't trust another man"
Rebekah looked between her two older brothers " Look I really don't care about your shady business. I would like a normal life and a normal wedding. A fucking duchess and lady is coming to my wedding, I finally have normal functioning friends can you two not fuck up for one day"
Both brothers smiled and nodded.
Bonnie had fallen asleep on the couch infront of some bad reality show on the television. She suddenly felt a pair of hands gripping tightly around her neck, it was Damon squeezing the life out of her. She began kicking and flaring her hands. She opened her eyes breathing heavily realising it was a nightmare.
Damon couldn't find anything on Klaus besides him running an alcohol making company. He wondered why is this guy so shady. He decided to make a call to someone who can find anyone. Damon dialed his phone as he peeked behind the wall to make sure Elena was still on the balcony facetiming her friend.
"Hey I don't know how to explain this. It's a long story but Bonnie ran off with this British guy named Klaus Mikaelson or got kidnap by him and I can't find them. I don't know, man I have bad feeling about this. Help me, I know you can find anyone" he pleaded running his hand through his hair.
"No its not a bounty..just a friend that needs your help" Damon said checking on Elena.
A few days later the atmosphere in the tiny town was changing, the news announcer warned the town especially those close to the beach about the rainstorm that was coming. People were busy boarding up their doors and windows to prepare for the heavy rains, Bonnie took a glance outside at the thick grey clouds spreading over the skies. Klaus rushed into the house carrying bags "Alright, I have brought some groceries and supplies since we'll be stuck indoors for a moment"
"Are we going to be safe up here?" Bonnie asked. Klaus nodded and smiled.
"Okay but I think chicken soup would be perfect for this weather"
The storm roared. The rain pattered on the beach house. The wind tapped the tree on Bonnie's window, she tossed and turned in the dark. She was struggling to sleep, she got up and looked outside and it was pitch black. She decided to go downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of milk, that always did the trick for a good night's rest. She grabbed a glass and began washing it, she looked up at the window and saw Damon holding a knife with a devilish grin. She yelled dropping the glass in the sink and stepping back. She looked up and he wasn't there, Bonnie was losing her mind. She got herself together and finally drank that glass of milk. She left the kitchen immediately and walked back up the stairs. She swore she heard a sound behind her, she didn't bother to look back she ran as quickly as possible. She pushed a door a fell onto the floor his bedroom breathing heavily.
"Are you alright, love?"
Bonnie stood up immediately, she glanced around his huge room, he was sitting on his bed reading a book with the television on "Bad dreams, can't sleep"
"And the storm isn't helping. You can stay here I don't mind" he smiled. Bonnie sat on the bed.
"You can watch whatever until you fall asleep. Not really an early sleeper" he said giving her the remote. She lay down and glared at the television "You're a strange man Klaus Mikaelson but you're nice to me so I'll accept your strangeness"
"I think you should see someone about those bad dream...you've been through a alot...I know someone we can probably call"
Bonnie laughed nervously "Great you think I'm crazy and need a therapist"
"No you're not. You've been through a traumatic event ...atleast think about it" Bonnie gulped.
Bonnie opened her eyes the next morning, alittle light was shining in the window but the skies were still overcast. Bonnie got up from bed as the smell of bacon led her downstairs and into the kitchen. Klaus was blasting music while humming and making breakfast "Well Good morning sleeping beauty" he smiled putting food on their plates.
" Mmh beans on toast, bacon and scrambled eggs. Looks good, chef" she chuckled. Bonnie bit into one of the bacons, her eyes were led to a cute building on Klaus's Ipad on the table "Pretty place" Bonnie said.
"Its a building in Mayfair in the city I thought we could check out. A really good area for your pastry business" he said sitting next to her playfully bumping into her shoulder. She giggled "You really believe I can do it". He nodded and winked at her.
Damon and Elena were out for dinner at the cutest Italian restaurant in the city. Damon's phone rang, he knew it was important he excused himself from the table as Elena rolled her eyes "Yo Alaric did you find out anything?"
"Not alot. Its like the guy barely even exist. The only thing I can find is his investments into charities and housing facilities in England, a few articles about his alcohol idea which town he's from, no family information, no driver's licence, no other address nothing. Its like he just started life. Weird."
Damon frowned "That's odd"
"Look I don't know what you got yourself into. I got a friend she works for the UK government maybe I can ask her to do a different background check on him she would have access to things I don't have from here. Maybe some stuff is sealed on him..just a thought" Alaric explained.
"Work quickly " he said hanging up the phone noticing Elena walking towards him.
Alaric's contact managed to gather information within two days, information which frightened her she didn't feel comfortable discussing about it over the phone. Alaric was in Canada and suggested flying to London to meet both his contact and Damon. He was worried that Damon had got himself wrapped up in some criminal business and Bonnie was the collateral. Alaric alerted Damon about what his contact said and where to meet him to discuss this figure "Klaus".
The three confused minds met at Alaric's hotel room, his contact began checking the closets, under the bed, climbing up on a chair to check the ceiling
"Uh..what are you doing?" Damon asked chuckling.
"Checking for listening devices possible camera just in case we are being followed" she said.
Damon rubbed his temple "Okay my girlfriend isn't a criminal. We had a bad patch and she ran off with a guy. I want her back . What the fuck is going on?"
"Not just any guy. My name is Emma Tig I'm a civil servant and I've worked with the Secretary of state for the Home Department. Are you sure your girlfriend isn't involved in any terrorist activities? Tell me everything" she said holding a brown folder.
Damon took a deep breath "Okay we had an argument I was mean to her ,she ran away she randomly end up in this Klaus guy apartment in Manhattan and I guess they like each other or whatever and now she's with him somewhere in England. I don't blame her for wanting to get away from me but I'm genuinely worried about her safety" Damon said softly.
"So there is no crime? Just a spy taking your girlfriend" Emma tilted her head.
He laughed nervously "I'm sorry? A spy? What the fuck you mean by a spy? I WANT BONNIE BACK" he yelled.
Emma laid the folder on the table "I can see why she was eager to get away from you. Klaus Mikaelson belonged to an organisation of trained assassins. They usually go by numbers and are recruited as young as 14. They are trained physically, emotionally and mentally to kill really bad people. He goes by a name now which tells me he is no longer leading that life and has a normal millionaire life running an alcohol company. Good for Bonnie"
Damon rolled his eyes "You think its good she's stuck somewhere in this fucking country with a psycho killer. This is some kinda feminist thing, maybe you know where Bonnie is"
"He served his country and now wants to lead a normal life and maybe Bonnie needs a better life clearly you were toxic to her. Why should I help this guy, Alaric?" Emma frowned.
Alaric stepped in between the two heated people to calm them down "Okay Damon can be heated sometimes and it probably scared Bonnie away and she coincidental ran into this spy. He won't hurt her. Damon wants to see and talk to her just to make sure she's okay. Maybe you know someone on the inside of this organisation" Alaric mediated.
Emma folded her arms "I know a guy who's a private investigator now but he might know some people around those circles"