Title: Thicker Than Blood

Summary: Mikaelsons are like plague to Mystic Falls, Bonnie believed it. And now the return of youngest Original male had her in unfamiliar situation. The attraction is irresistible. AU.

Contains: Reincarnation, Romance, Drama and a bit of darkness.

Note: I don't own any of the characters from TVD or TO except this imaginary story-line. I mean no offense to any one. Story is not beta read. Rated T for now. Slow updates. Reviews are so much welcome!

0o 3 o0

0o Present o0

Opening her eyes Bonnie let out a growl disapprovingly.

They got to open the coffin, the time was ticking. They did not move an inch from the beginning. Abby brushed her thumb against her daughter's skin comfortingly.

Sending an empty glare at her mother, Bonnie began muttering the spells. Neither of them was actually doing well at this.

No matter what… the same voice sang.

Focus! She admonished.

True potential, Bonnie. The sultry tone never quit giving encouragement she didn't require. Did she?

I'll always believe in you.

Except for the locked coffin, the rest all were moved out. She did not know what the Salvatore brothers were up to. Honestly she did not want to know. But she was slightly disturbed for losing the chance to see who was inside the coffin that had been attracting her.

For once she decided to ignore disappointment and figure how to unleash the weapon to kill Klaus.

She could do this. If her mother could get back, then she could do this, too.

A little more effort.

The witches nodded at each other once they were ready.

For sure they were going to finish this by that night.

0o 1908 o0

Ten year old Bonnie smiled when the flower restored to its previous state. She was proud of her work.

"Wonderful!" Kol cheered from behind.

Bonnie blushed wondering if he was here whole time.

Standing next to her in the meadows, he inspected the flower she bestowed life to. "In this way soon you will become best among the best, darling."

Bonnie's grin was wide from ear to ear. She was eager to make him proud of her. That's what she conveyed touching his arm and projecting her thoughts.

Kol chuckled in response at first and shook his head. "I will be always proud of you, no matter what."

Bonnie was too absorbed in her success and too naive to interpret his words.

Kol was truly proud and glad for taking her under his wing. He himself started learning about things which he did not dream would have existed. She might have regarded him as a mentor, but it was the other way around.

He blinked when she pointed at something across them and tugged his elbow before taking his palm.

Kol felt something.

Truly he was having a hard time to adjust with the kid. He knew it was so long, but he almost lost touch in dealing with children. Almost...almost after Henrik he barely had interaction with younger people.

Kol was so lost in thoughts that he did not realize Bonnie vanished from his sight.

And then the little witch was full of miracles and certainly a quick learner, he might have to add that. From the first moment he wondered if she could help him in creating the weapon against Klaus. Instead of threatening the older witches, Kol decided it was better to teach and mold Bonnie to his convenience.

So, yes, the kid was nothing but a mere pawn in his game and he did not care for her. It was not his problem if she had grown attached to a monster like him.

That's when he noticed Bonnie's disappearance.

"Bonnie?" he called.

There was no response.

If he was a human he could have a panic attack.

"Bonnie!" he yelled.

A startled Bonnie stepped out of woods. She became pale after watching his annoyed face.

Kol took a moment to come back to his senses. He plastered smile as he progressed toward her. "What did I tell you about playground rules?" he asked quietly.

She smiled back with an apologetic shrug.

It was more than enough to alter his mood.

Bonnie came running to him and offered one flower. It was one of the rarest types available in those woods.

"You have gone for this?" he ran fingers over the delicate petals.

She nodded.

"It is a rare and special flower, do you know?" he looked back at the mute one.

Her green orbs glinted with adoration before stretching her index finger at him.

Kol chortled interpreting what she meant. No, he was not special. He was one of the Originals, the monsters his mother had unleashed upon the earth.

"Like you." He replied. "Too pure and rare."

Her smile was life-size.

"My little flower." He cooed touching her head.

0o Present o0

One moment he had dagger in chest, the other moment it was gone.

Kol woke up with growl.

He had always hated the familiar weakness. In a haze, he dragged eyes across the room.

"Calm down, brother." Elijah's voice purred from one corner.

Anger coursed through his veins.

Calm down?

He remembered every fucking thing - losing someone he had fallen for, rotting in the coffin, betrayal, lust for dominance.

Kol's breathing did not become normal until he smelled human in the room. His throat was dry and the nerve ached in thirst.

Not even paying attention to Elijah's words, he sped to her and sank his fangs into her neck.

"You have become worst." Finn stepped into light as Kol dropped the limp body. Licking the corners of his mouth he faced his brothers.

Finn's appearance had not changed; same as the day he was daggered all those centuries ago. And Elijah - was different, but he maintained the class.

"Good to see you, too, Finn." Kol said carelessly. Then he tossed a cold look at the older brother. "What, your favorite brother decided to spare us from deep slumber?"

Elijah inhaled slowly as he placed hand inside pocket.

"Actually," a chirpy female voice barged in, "our favorite brother has no idea what Elijah is up to."

With a cold smirk he greeted his sister who dressed like a prostitute - in a red short dress that revealed almost half of her body. "Last time I saw you were so worried for your precious Nik that you ended up as a backstabbing wench."

Kol would never forgive Rebekah for she had done. He lost her and she was never coming back to him. His little flower.

Before anyone else could respond Elijah offered peace by saying: "Let bygones be bygones, Kol. And if you could listen to me, then you can understand things are not same anymore."

Kol squinted his eyes.

So he began to listen.

0o 3 o0

Yeah, Kol is back. So am I. Thanks for reading =) Take care.