Behind These Hazel Eyes

by dinky

On her 18th birthday Bonnie Bennett comes into her full power & becomes a immortal witch, with the task uniting the supernatural world as prophesied. What happens when one hybrid, and two brothers come into her world, changing everything she ever believed

18. Chapter 17

A.N. Hey all its been forever! I hope you all are enjoying the summer time. thanks for reading and replying, and showing love for this story. I'm a bit rusty and long winded, so I hope you all like this chapter.

xoxo

Chapter 17: More than anyone

The beginning

I don't know what I was expecting when we first went through the portal, which separated human life and world from the world of our angels. In the back of my mind, I thought of childhood dreams. As a child I had imagined a castle that was probably similar to those of fairy tales. Pastel colors of those of spring and one of my favorite fair treats cotton candy was probably heavily featured. Back then I expected flying horses, rainbows and everything that was filled in one of my coloring books. When I got older my views of the elder heaven as it was sometimes referred to was that of peace and that people get chance to live their lives much better without pain, or worry and most importantly. I had envisioned it to be the most place imagined by the individual and that each individual envisioned it differently. The one thing that remained the same was the special love that was unconditionally bestowed upon you.

And now as I went through the portal I realized that instead of wondering about what was beyond the portal, I was more fascinated by the man that had chosen to come along with me, and stand by my side.

Flashback

I can feel all eyes on me as Klaus has confessed that he will be traveling with us as well. I'm stunned. After, he still stands before me eyes imploring, while hands placed deep into his pockets, love it snaps me out of my haze.

Without a word I grab him by the elbow and lead him as far away from everyone as possible.

"What are you doing?" I finally ask when I've dragged him back upstairs to my bedroom.

He takes two long strides and now is right in front of me. I lick my lips but say anything for fear of what may come out of my mouth. I'm scared about a lot of things, and I just . . . I don't want to be let down again.

"I'm following you till the end of time." Is his rather calm retort.

I look away from him for a few seconds and cross my arms over my chest. Tense I look his way. "Are you sure about this?" I ask my doubts quickly coming to the service. I'm emotional wreck on the inside and don't know what will happen next. I had been led astray before. I had put my hope, in the wrong people before . . . the wrong person; it sucked to my let down. And I just . . . I don't want to play the fool again.

And yet here stood Niklaus Mikaelson, the same man that had removed all his armor last night and bared his soul to me. The big bad hybrid, was standing before me, cradling my face while the rest of his body was shielding me from any type of threat. Even if the threat was from me alone.

He hitches his lips up to smile causing crescent moons to show. "Of course I am." He says as if it's obvious. "As I said to you the night before, you are my wife." He pauses as if trying to better contain his emotions and words. "And I your husband— I will follow you till the ends of the earth." He soon crushes me to him in a hug. My face nestles into his chest as he holds me.

"With me, you'll never be alone." He whispers.

End of flashback

This was the kingdom of the elders, the very place where supernaturals went to heaven itself. And it was a masterpiece.

I looked out at the water that was possibly the bluest of blue water I had ever seen. In the distance I saw whales swimming, as the wind picked up smelling of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. This was my kind of place. It was beautiful all around with vibrant colors and the wonderful feeling of hope and peace was exactly what I needed.

Next to me Klaus stood close his hand holding mine as the boat rocked back and forth. In the background I could see my mother and grandmother talking to the woman who had entrusted Damon Salvatore as our original guardian. Off to the side, Marcel and Rebekah were sitting close, while Kol and Melissa seemed to be looking up at the clouds. This place was a dream come true.

"Is it everything you ever imagined?" Klaus calls close to my ear. He has his arms wrapped around me as I take in the sights around us. Right now our chariot is in the form of a beautiful boat. We see dolphins, and mermaids as they swim together. The mermaids greet us with warm hellos as everyone we have encountered has done the same.

Our captain for the day, is Charlie and he manages to tell us jokes as we make our way around the island to where the elders reside. He's funny and seems to take great pleasure in hearing everyone laugh at his jokes.

I turn around in his arms. "It exceeds all the expectations." I admit. "I always knew it would be beautiful, peaceful and calming." I bite my lip. "But it's more than that," I pause to gather my thoughts. "You feel love all around you, in your bloodstream." I touched my chest. "I can feel this inner peace knowing that everything is going to be okay." I say wistfully. "This place, is a place of love, peace and hope, and I can feel it in my entire being" I say finally.

Klaus is looking at me with a tender look on his face, and im seconds away from thanking him for taking the journey with me, when his hand slides down my face and his thumb rests on my bottom lip.

For him, being here with his wife is everything. Her eyes were much brighter here, the weight of the world doesn't seem to drag her down like it had done last night. He used his ears to listen to her heartbeat which was louder and fuller. And her happiness made her glow a rare shade before his eyes.

He licks his lips. "This- this place it suites you, it's everything you are. And you are full of love and light . . . this place is filled with everything you possess within."

His words literally turn me into a puddle and the way he's looking at me, though it's not his typical look, it does something to me. What in the world. Why was I just noticing this? My body hums at the close proximity. I had never been one to deny the initial physical attraction between Klaus and me. In the beginning he was probably most attracted to my disposition against him. Later he found my sadness beautiful, which was a bit weird but he had the same undertones as I did where sadness occurred. And now, well Klaus just wanted me. As for me, what had attracted me to him was his accent, the way he seemed so attentive to me. And most of all, how he seemed to know what I wanted and needed before I even realized it. Now though, I was attracted to the fact that although Klaus was someone else in public he had a persona to keep up after all, when he was alone with you, he was with you. Klaus loved his people and that now extended to me, his love and devotion.

"I never thanked you for coming here with me." I say as Klaus pulls me closer.

"I already told you . . . " He murmurs against my skin.

"I know." I say interrupting him as I put my hand on his chest. It seems to halt his words and cause his eyes to shine. "Not a single person has ever done for me what you did." I say looking down. "Last night, I was in a dark place and you were the light I needed to see through the dark tunnel." Pause. "You were my light." I say as if realizing it for the very first time. I had felt like ice was in my veins, that my heart had even frozen over and in the midst of all that Klaus came to my rescue.

He's slow to react to her words as he can't believe his ears. She, the child born of light is saying he lit the way for her? Surly he is hearing things? All his life he's been nothing but an abomination of werewolf and vampire, yet Bonnie saw light in him. She's looking at him with those expressive honest eyes and her heart-shaped lips are begging to be kissed. And she smells of the sweetest fragrance he's ever smelled in his life. She pushes herself closer to him and he feels his eyes go wide. Is this, is this what he thinks it is? "I thought, I thought you said you needed time to adjust?" he questioned. "I don't want, I don't want my words from last night to push you in something you aren't ready for." He says surprised at his own words.

I smile up at him. Though my words were true, I wanted to see what his reaction would be to my actions. "It wasn't much of a push but an eye opener." I say smiling up at him. "I had promised myself that I wouldn't get into this until after everything was settled here," pause. "But why wait. I thought about it last night, and this morning. I can always count on you to be honest with me about your feelings," I look down and then think better of it. "So now it's my turn."

He takes this chance to take a step back and give her room. He runs his hand along his jaw waiting as she gathers herself. He knows it's not easy, at least. It had never been easy for him.

At his loss of contact I feel myself shiver. "I kept you at arms length because of something . . . someone that was a fantasy." Pause. I steal a glance in the direction of everyone to see that they are being entertained by Charlie who looks up just as I do and winks my way. As if he knows exactly what he's doing.

"But I now see what's in front of me." I admit. "And if you still want to do this, want to give us a real shot then,"

My words are cut off as wraps his arms around me and scoops me up in a hug. "You are what I want." He says passionately. "Love. You're what I've always wanted." He says rawly and naked.

I didn't know what to say at his words, so I did what I felt and bridged the gap between the two of us and brought our lips together. The mere touch of his lips has my body buzzing and with each swipe of the tongue I feel like everything we could never say is being said.

BB-BB-BB

Soon we've arrived at our destination which is the Elder Castle. It's everything I imagined it to be, a beautiful castle that was glistening with flecks of rose gold, gold and beautiful bronze colors. The castle was one that reminded me of every fairy tale I had ever read, or even watched on T.V. it was truly just a majestic place. And I think my love for everything fairy tale had me squealing at the mere sight of the beautiful picture it painted.

"Hey" Klaus stops me, one hand on my lower back the other clutching my elbow. "You have nothing to worry about. I'm here." He says in that voice that means business.

I looked up at him to see that worried look on his face, in his eyes. He was wearing that same pained expression he wore the night before as he rocked me back and forth.

"Yeah." I say as realization dawns on me that I'm actually okay. In fact I'm better. In mere hours I will be finally free of the Salvatore brothers and I couldn't be happier. "I feel peace." I admit. I bite my lip and then lean up on my tip toes to get closer to him. "Everything is going to be okay." I say grinning at him.

He smiles down, and soon laces our fingers together.

When we finally make our way off the boat introductions are being made. The elders had blessed us with living accommodations while we stayed on the island.

I watch amused as everyone seems to get along. The isle is beautiful and it seems like it brings the best in everyone. Kol and Melissa are off talking in hushed tones. While Rebekah and Marcel, are actually talking with my family and laughing at that. The vampires seem to get most along with my grandmother as they talk about food they miss eating. Vaguely I hear Marcel mentioning recipes he had picked along the way. While Rebekah is candid about deserts, she learned to make, her favorite being banana pudding. I smile to myself because everything is falling into place.

"Who would have thought it, vampires, werewolves and witches getting along?"

I side eye him and hit his chest. "Stop it."

He chuckles in reply as I follow my family around.

"Bonnie, there is much to do for tonight, so we're going to and see you at dinner."

My mouth hangs up slightly in shock. "But wait," I say stopping them before they start to move. "We just got here, we haven't even had time to talk." I admit causing my family to both look my way. I look between the two and try and gauge a reaction in my favor but find none.

Smile. "Bonnie B. We will have plenty of time to catch up."

A ringing sound similar to chimes is heard and then within a blink of an eye they've disappeared.

I look up to see Klaus already looking at me.

"Come on love, lets see what our Royal guide has to say?" He says throwing an arm around her.

Together Klaus and I walk back to find a petite man with bronzed skin and blond dreads down his back. "Welcome. I'm Braxton." The man says as his flings his dreads off his shoulder. Without wasting a moment, Braxton is soon informing us that he will be showing us around the island and the castle.

Our tour guide gives a list of names who will be helping us throughout our time here but stresses that he is the main guide assigned to us. His goal is to make sure that everything runs smoothly for me and my husband while we are on the island. He's a thin man with wings that flutter everytime he gets overly excited. His wings even seem to change color depending on what he's talking about.

As Braxton continues to talk Klaus and I share a look where the two of us are both holding back a grin. Our Royal guide, sure is elaborate and he talks really fast, like when does the boy breathe, oh my goodness does he breathe?

Suddenly we come to halt causing Klaus and me to look at Braxton dumbfounded. He has this smile radiating on his face that literally makes him light with glee.

"Now this is the place where dreams are made of." Our guide says giddily. With that he opens the door to our suite and beckons for us to follow.

I let out a gasp, Braxton was right, our room was beautiful it was even breathtaking. I look over to Klaus who is not as easily impressed to see that he too is silent.

"I have taken the liberty to print you out a schedule for the remainder of your stay here." He says snapping his fingers to reveal and gold paper that is now floating before me. "And I must admit that not only am I your fairy god father but I have two wing men as well," he says looking over his shoulder where two men appear, Elliot and Elias.

Introductions are soon made where I find that the additional guys are going to be my glam squad for the night. They all seem quite delighted to come face to face with me and even more eager to start the dressing process. But above all, they seem to have taken a fancy to the hybrid with the dimples.

"First of all I just want to say it is a honor to meet you and dress you for the night." pause. "And your hybrid."

I steal a glance in the direction of Klaus who is already looking my way. He's makes a show of licking his lips causing my eyes to flicker to rose colored lips.

Our eye contact is soon broken by the sound of my glam squad.

"I have taken the liberty to pull a couple of pieces you might be interested in wearing for dinner tonight." Elliot says pointing to the array of dresses that are lying on a chase lounger. "If these dresses are not your cup of tea I will be happy to pull something that is more suitable for you."

I give him a weary smile. "These dresses are very beautiful but aren't they a bit much for what I'm here for?" I ask stealing a glance at Klaus who seems to be intrigued by our to do list. He looks over the paper disinterested for a moment and then sudden his brows raise and his lips twitch up as if he's trying to stop himself from smiling.

"Honey, you are being presented tonight, the elders will meet the Queen of the supernatural kingdom, and you will be crowned." Elias says turning around to where the mirror is and fixing his hair. "Tonight you get your crown!' he says blushing madly as he sets eyes on the Queen and her very, very handsome King. Spinning around he presents a sheepish smile. "Okay maybe I went a little overboard for the Savior of the Supernatural but I wanted you to look like the Queen you were born to be." he says hands on his hips.

I bit my lip. I liked the guys already. They seemed really positive and I liked that. Their words were uplifting and it showed how much faith the elders and the people of isle had in me. "Okay." I say smiling. "I say we meet up here in about two hours by then I will know if I want something pulled or which dress I'll be wearing tonight."

"Perfect." Elliot says looking between Braxton and Elias. "If you have any suggestions for your hair and makeup call either me," he says gaining an eye roll from his glam squad partner. " Or Elias and we will hook you up." The tall witch puts his hands on Braxton shoulder. "You should probably call me, I am the best at what I do."

Braxton rolls his caramel eyes. "Lets leave the Queen and her hybrid King alone to settle."

Soon I walk the guys to the door and wave them off but not before Elliot pokes his head back into the door.

"Oh and hybrid King, if you need me to pull anything for you I would be honored." He says fanning himself. "I can already envision what you should be wearing now." He says dreamily.

"Oh and hybrid king, if you need me to pull anything for you I would be honored." He says fanning himself. "I can already envision what you should be wearing now." He says dreamily.

"I'll have my wife, dress me if that is all right with you lad?" he says as his dimples show.

Elias soon yanks Elliot out of the way, grins and curtseys before leaving. I can hear Braxton as the three of them walk down the hall. He is reprimanding Elliot for his tact, and all I hear is keep your man whore ways away from the Queen and her husband.

In reply Elliot laughs and says. "A little jealousy never hurt no body. They'll be all over each other in a few moments."

With the guys long gone I can finally set my eyes on Klaus who is blushing. I don't think I've ever seen Niklaus Mikaelson shy, let alone blush.

We look at each other a share a laugh either due to the complete and utter fact that Braxton was like done, or because one of the glam squad members thought Klaus and I were about to get up close and personal.

Finally after the chuckles are gone I speak. "Look at you," I say walking his way. "We haven't even been here an hour and you've already managed to make the first people we meet swoon?" I say with a grin. It was known that Klaus had collected many hearts both from female and males along the way.

He nears her. "It's because I am the true alpha male here."

I snort. "Of course, you're an alpha male who is still blushing." I say with a wide grin. It's nice to Klaus like this, he's off his kilter and that never happens very often. "That Elliot must have a way with words to flatter you."

"You think this is funny." Klaus says using vampire speed to join me on the couch.

I turn over so I can face him. "I think it is hilarious!" I say slowly. "You're so cute when you blush love." I say mimicking his accent.

Klaus grins wolfish causing me to pause for just a moment and then he's pounced on me.

"Take it back." he says digging his fingers into my flesh and tickling me. He gets really close to my face, his eyes flickering colors. "Never, say another man has skills when speaking to your husband." He says continuing to torture me. I squirm away but to no avail as tickling is one of my weaknesses.

"Klaus, stop," I say in between giggling. My legs flail from left to right as I continue to squirm away from him only for him to stop once I say the ever magical words. "I have to pee!"

Once the words leave my mouth Klaus hops off of me faster then I can process. I sit up and grin at him. "Sucker." I say with a grin. "Works like a charm every... single... time." I say slowly. I tilt my head to the side and watch as an impressed look crosses his features.

"Perhaps, but I, always win love." Klaus says matter of fact.

While Klaus was busy with the bar I had found myself walking further into the room. I was amazed by everything I seen thus far on the isle and this room proved to be no different. As someone who had always been fascinated with architecture, the palace was a place of wonder and this room was no different. But what had seemed to catch my eye aside from the spacious suite, the his and her powder rooms, high ceilings and archways...was the fact that this room in particular was decorated to my taste to a t. in fact every little assent in this very room was very much everything I would've picked for it. It had shown that the elders had taken very much care into my likes and dislikes which was comforting.

As I continued to explore the suite, I noted the windows were large and inviting. Just as the room had been. After looking out at the balcony I found my way to the bedroom which was amazing. But what had caught my attention was the huge display of flowers, flowers that just happen to be my favorite. Who would put this in my suite?

And then it hit me, Klaus. He had been adamant about coming here, I wonder if he had done this?

"Is this your doing?" I ask as Klaus comes my way. I look over my shoulder to see that he'd toed off his boots opting to go barefoot, while he's got a glass in each hand.

Furrowed brows and tight lips give way to his apprehension. If Damon Salvatore had dared to send his wife flowers, he was about to lose his shit. It was bad enough that the little creep had access to Bonnie in ways that he had not, but wooing her, and being as bold to do so here where everyone probably thought the wannabe rouge vampire was meant to be with Bonnie, was not gonna happen. That parasite would never get near his wife, not on his watch.

When she looked at him expectantly, he quickly smoothed his face out. He saw no need to make her wonder about something that was probably nothing. He just hoped the Salvatore had for once used some brains because as the old adage went, don't start none, won't be none, if you want some come and get some. "Not my doing." He says finally after a long pause. "My reach is strong." He says reaching out for her and placing his hand on her hip. "But even I can't reach here." He says smoothly.

"Okay." I say picking the card off the of the flowers. I cast my eyes over to the large box that is situated next to the flowers and then back at Klaus before opening the card.

B

Sorry I've missed your arrival and the introductions and whatnot between the family and your new people. I'm positive when we catch up you will have lots to share. Like how you are really doing with those pesky Salvatore brothers and lets not forget that quickie marriage you pulled on everyone. Sigh, it seems like I rubbed off on you the good way. Anyway I am a little tied up at the moment, or should I say Sterling is! So in honor of my favorite and best cousin ever and our future Queen, I give you, you're gift.

Enjoy and I'll see you at coronation.

Love Lucy

Once I've read the card a smile is on my face. Lucy is my cousin and a mess but she is an amazing mess! The two of us were thick as thieves, in fact we were more than cousins . . . we were almost like sisters.

"So?" Klaus implores. He fidgets and fights the urge to just take the card from her all together. He was trying to be good but if he had to cut a Salvatore, he'd do it.

"It's from Lucy!" I say a brightly. How could I describe Lucy other than a gun tooting, foul mouth firecracker who had made her fair share of men cry? She had a reputation to keep up with afterall. One that I was positive she would like to uphold even now. On the outside she was so many things to so many people but on the inside and to her inner circle she was just Lucy, a good person who deserved so much more love than what she was given. A girl, with a broken heart that used any means to cope with a broken heart. And lastly, someone who had been my closest confidant and vice versa, till it changed.

When Klaus furrows his brows I continue.

"She's my crazy cousin." I say chuckling as I thought about Lucy. My cousin was probably one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. She was, the best. It didn't matter that a couple of years separated the two of us, we had our language that many people had tried to figure out. I mean we could literally take one look at each other and not only know what the other was thinking but we'd start laughing at the subject at hand. We even used to joke about putting together a vlog of the two of us driving to our destinations and being ourselves because well, we were definitely the cool kids.

My eyes start to sting and then before I know it tears are rolling down my face.

"Love, why are you crying?" Klaus says touching my shoulder.

I shake my head unable to speak actual words that would make any sense to anyone but Lucy. I missed her, and even seeing this, made me miss her so much more.

Opening the box, I'm surprised to see it's filled with a bottle and let out a chuckle. That was Lucy for ya. She taught me how to do so many things without her, some of my bad girl Bonnie days probably would've never happen. And to think it all started with a bottle just like this?

Removing the bottle I see a tag on it which simply says drink up you'll need it.

Hands in his pockets he observes his wife. He knew she missed her family, she had always missed them and being here would give her the time she needed with them. It would give her a chance to say the things she never got to say.

"Lucy," he pauses. He hadn't said that name in a very long time. "She gave you a bottle of wine?" he asked perplexed the Lucy he had remembered was straight up hard liquor. The witch could drink anyone under the table with a smile on her face. She was also good at playing cards and had struck it rich many times in Las Vegas. He could remember a time when he and Stefan were charting around the world with Bree, Lucy and Lexie in tow. They had a good time that vacation. Now it was all a memory, Stefan was now his enemy number one, he had set out to hurt Bonnie and if the elders didn't see fit to do away with the younger Salvatore than as Bonnies husband he would do so.

I look into his jean blue eyes and smile. "This is witches brew!" I say fetching the glasses that were sitting next to the bed. "Lucy was known for a lot of things when she was living, she had many great attributes but aside from her magical skills, and her prowess with men, she made the best witches brew you could ever drink." I say while pouring myself and healthy amount and doing the same for Klaus who was eyeing me suspiciously.

"What?" I ask handing him a glass.

He raises his brows. "I've seen you drink love, I actually prefer you after you've had a glass of anything because than the real Bonnie comes out, instead of the facade you've made for other people."

"I'm just saying, are you sure that everyone here is ready for the real Bonnie?"

I lean close to him and speak softly as if we are conspiring some plot. "I guess we'll have to see." I say handing him a glass.

When Klaus holds the glass and examines that contents for far too long its my turn to question him.

"You drink all the time yet a little witches brew causes you to pause?" I muse.

He looks at the glass. He hadn't had witches brew in a very long time. His mother had made it once upon a time for celebrations and well that ship had sailed eons ago. "Its just...I haven't had this in a very long time." he laments. A memory comes to the surface and disappears just as quick. He would make new memories with his wife and new family.

"Right." I say as everything clicks. "Your mother was a witch." I murmur as he gives me a sharp look and for a moment or two, he looks sad before masking everything.

"That she was." he says holding up his glass. "And since its tradition to drink this at wedding and celebrations of all sort..." he pauses to catch her eyes. "I guess its time you and I down this in celebration of you ...my lovely wife." he says holding his glass up.

"To all the women before you, they have nothing, on you my love." He sucks his lips in. "Together you and I, will be a force the supernatural world has been waiting for."

I hold my glass up. "Today we throw away the past, and look to the future."

With a shared look with down our first glass and smile at one another.

BB-KM-BK

He shakes his head. She got him. From across the room he watches her as she walks over to the nearby window and looks out at the view. He hadn't seen her like this in such a long time. In fact he is positive he has never really seen her like this, ever. Of course he had seen her in rare moments like this but right here, right now. She was at ease and happy. And he wanted her to stay this way. Today her guard was down, for him, he was given a fighting chance and he hoped that could continue once they were back home. All he wanted was her happiness, her love, his chance at being her husband and her to be his wife in more than the name . . . but in her ever being.

He reckons he might need Lucy to bottle up a bit more brew if its making her this, animated.

"You seem very happy." He says molding himself to her. Her back is to him as he puts his hand on her hips. He longs to touch naked skin, to feel her beneath all the layers of clothing . . . to taste her skin. Without thinking, his lips are feasting on her neck, leaving tiny wet kisses along the side of her neck. His hands move to the front of her shirt and soon slip under it caressing her smooth tummy. He craves this. He misses this. The hunger that is inside of him is deep, the last time he had her had been so long ago. He aches in all the right places just thinking about it.

I find myself tilting back into his embrace. If I wanted to, I could get lost in this moment. My skin is lit aflame everywhere he touches. A moan escapes my mouth and when I close my eyes it's another face that I see, another man with blue eyes that shocks me back to reality. Damon.

I spin around coming face to face with my husband, it's then that I realize that face his face, was all in my head. My hand finds the nape of his neck where I twirl his blond locks. "I am happy." I say swallowing hard. "I'm happy here. I'm happy here with you."

He looks away afraid to get his hopes up. "Why because you have a handsome man, who is a wolf in the bedroom and will gladly, serve you anyway you like?"

He had meant every single word he had uttered to her the night before. He had never been shy about his intentions with Bonnie, he may have hidden away some it but for the most part he was as open as he could be . . . especially about her. He knew she was supposed to be the woman at his side, even when she struggling to come to terms with it herself.

Now, its time for me to look away. I can feel my face flush at his words. Although it had taken me a while to realize some things about Klaus and I, the one thing I knew for sure was when we touched it was electric.

"Dance with me love." he says against her ear.

My breath hitches as his hands find my hips. "We- we don't have any music." A tiny voice had told me to pump the breaks, dancing had always been a prelude to other things, weather it was hushed conversations, or muted moans.

He shakes his head."You never needed music before." he says with a quirk of an eyebrow. What he wants is for her to let go of all of it, all that she been holding in since deciding the girl she was before was not enough for the crown. The Bonnie of before, was full of life and then her life was turned upside down, but even then like a wildflower she bloomed again. Now, it was almost as if she were a shell of that person. Last night had set her back, took her confidence in herself and plowed it down into the dirt, crushing her wildflower like personality.

"Are you trying to provoke me?" I ask my lips curving into a knowing smirk. The witches brew is certainly doing the trick because I feel amazing! It was just what I needed to unwind and now I was totally relaxed.

Klaus gives me a look where he looks at me from head to toe before meeting my eyes.

"Provoke is such a needless word, you provoke someone to start a fight. What I'm trying to do is seduce you," he says a ghost of a smile forming on his lips. "Perhaps what I'm trying to do is arouse that side of you that had lay dormant for far too long."

I send him a look.

"Come now, Love its been ages since you've let go of all that control you like to wield." He laughs his dimples deepening. His watches me with hungry eyes that keep changing from jean blue, to that of a vampire with veins peaking underneath his skin, to that of his wolf, which changes his eyes to a golden color. And I feel like I'm getting lost in the swirl of his eyes.

"Fine." I say simply, maybe it was this place, or possibly the witches brew or maybe just maybe...I wanted to have some fun and get from under the Salvatore cloud that had fallen upon me the night before.

A slow smile rises to his lips as he fetches his phone. Once in his hands, he pushes a few buttons and then music plays from it loud and clear conveying everything that is this moment.

For a moment we just listen to everything that pours out of his speakers and then I realize that every song that he's skips through had been a song on his seduction play list. Klaus, had a plethora of songs he liked to play to get the mood right and right now, he was laying on the charm, and the seduction without much effort.

I can't help it but I crack a smile, "I forgot how smooth you can be." I say as Bruno Mars plays through the phone, "Our first time," is playing as Klaus slowly approaches me.

"And I could never forgot how smooth you are my love." Klaus calls before lining himself behind me.

"You remember this song don't you?" Klaus says as he lays a kiss to my shoulder.

His arms wrap around me and ground himself against me. "You remember that night."

Of course I remembered the night. It had begun at a famous Kol Mikaelson penthouse party and then it turned into a mess between me and Klaus.

Flashback

The music thumped so loud I could literally feel it in my veins, which was the way I had liked it most. The penthouse was crowded with people who literally looking for a good time. After all who wouldn't want to party with the original flirt? Afterall I'm here and by the look of the attendees to his latest soiree not many people could turn down Kol Mikaelson.

Drink in hand, I let my body move to the music and spot Kol with his newest girl of the week Davina. I roll my eyes as he points at me. I didn't like Davina all that much, she tended to act like she was the only witch the to carry the burden of being a witch. She also had this superiority about her that drove me up the wall. I had never met a witch in my life who had kept telling everyone had strong they were, like keep that crap to yourself and then use it later.

My hand swivels up in the air as I wind my body round and round. I can feel eyes on me but continue to ignore. This is where I let out everything I've been holding inside, this is where I'm freest. It happens when i'm one with music.

"How did I know I'd find you in the middle of dance floor?" a voice startles me causing me to open my eyes and catch sight of Amarie, who was another addition to our inner circle. Amarie was tall and lanky with long hair down her back, she was a mixture of half Japanese and half Nigerian. She was a lone wolf which made her perfect for Jessie, Melissa brother. Who paved his own way as the lone warlock of his family and legal guardian of his sister.

"So now that I've found you, can you please tell me where my hunky boyfriend is?" Amarie asked as she pivoted her head back and forth.

I shimmed to the music. "Honestly I lost them ages ago." I say with a shrug. "You know how these parties go." I say as I feel laser eyes scolding my skin with its intense heat. For a moment I stop dancing and then I ignore it a second later. "And tonight Jessie is in full papa bear mode since its his dear sisters birthday." I say poking out my bottom lip.

Amarie tilts her head forehead and soon wipes her hand across her face. "So he's spent the whole night following his now nineteen year old sister."

I nod. "Yep and he's trying to stop her from showing her ass, which is inevitable." I deadpan because it was the truth. I loved my girl but when she had a too much to drink everyone saw up her skirt.

"Speaking of," Amarie says motioning with her head. "I see a hot guy that has been giving you the eye all night and Bon," she calls gripping my arm. "If the way he's looking at you right now it'll be inevitable that you find yourself in his bed."

I roll my eyes. "I'm good."

"Sandy blond hair, stubble, blue eyes and dimples." Amarie continues. "In fact he looks at you like he knows you, intimately."

I let out a sound of disgust. "Uh, just because you share bodily fluids with someone doesn't mean you know them or what to get to know them." I say with a shiver.

"Seriously."

I nod in the direction of Klaus and his entourage. "That's Kol brother." I say as Klaus continues to stare my way.

"The one with the coffins?"

"And the daggers." I remind her.

When I took a gander in the direction of the great Niklaus Mikaelson he was surrounded by beautiful things and people who were in awe of him. He holds his drink up in mock toast and winks at me. Next to him is Faye who, was draped across him like she was his second skin. It wasn't a good look for her, nor for Klaus.

"Speaking of, you might want to go get your girl." I say nodding in the direction of Faye who was looking thirsty. "She looks she might drop to her knees in my expensive boots she borrowed." I added causing Amarie to chuckle. "If she scuffs up my boots I'm going to scuff up her face." I say so effortlessly that it surprises me.

My friend tilts her head back and laughs. "Are you sure that's not jealousy dear Bonnie?"

I cast my eyes in the direction of Klaus who seems to be listening. "Not in the least."

After a few more songs, Amarie had managed to wrangle Faye away from Klaus before she made a fool out of herself and ruined my boots in the process. By then I was ready to go. Although I loved to party, tonight I just wanted to go home... or for me the Mikaelson estate. I looked around and noticed that everyone was in deed having fun and decided I would text Melissa later to let her know I went back to the estate.

Just as I was ready to leave one of my dearest friends caught up to me.

"You about to check out?" Jake asked as he rested against the elevator.

I smiled at him, he had gotten lost in the crowd of the massive people on behalf of Melissa and her birthday party.

"I'm surprised you're leaving." I say crossing my arms in front of my chest. "You know, you and Melissa– you could get back what you had."

He looks down. "I think our girl has moved on, so it's time for me to do the same."

I shrug my shoulders not knowing what to say. I just wanted my best friend happy, with whomever made her happy.

"Come on, I'll take you home but first you have to sit down and eat with me."

I cracked a smile. "Nothing is open around here."

He smiles. "But I've got the keys to the boat." He says pulling out the keys to one of our many hideaways.

Just as I'm about to say something a dark shadow is standing over the two of us. I don't have to look up to know that it belongs to Klaus. The hybrid, I seem to have found myself falling into bed with, had super hearing and he was always listening.

End of flashback

The night he was talking about, it was before we moved to Mystic Falls a night a saw a different side of Klaus because instead of him being hurt by someone else, by his ended affair with Caroline. I had hurt him, by doing the one thing I had promised not to do, which was lie to either one of us. And finally I had admitted what we both knew was true, I wanted him plain and simple.

Flashback

Every fiber in my body was telling me that I was perhaps rushing into things. I ignored that little voice inside and soon found myself alone with the big bad hybrid.

Pushing open the door, I found him in his art studio. I watched him as he studied the canvas before he starting painting furiously. He was in the room with incense burning, barefoot with a cigarette in his mouth, and lastly painting shirtless. For a moment, I got tongue tied, what could I possibly say, I had hurt him . . . not on purpose but it was all the same. I've heard many people say that hurt people hurt people, and maybe that was what I was doing.

I must have stood in the doorway too long because finally he looked away from his canvas and was staring at me.

"It looks like you took a wrong turn, don't you think love?" he asked his voice sounding much to rough and edgy for someone who was just painting his heart out. I watch as he puts his cigarette out and soon picks up his drink. His lips are redder than usual due to the blood and alcohol he's consuming and I can't keep my eyes off of them. I remember those lips and where they touched me, mere hours ago.

"I'm right where I choose to be." I say causing him to snort.

"Really?" He says a sneer on lips. "Tell me did your witch friend not fulfill you like I did this morning?"

I squinted my eyes in his direction appalled by his words. Just because I refused to go home with him didn't mean I was trying to go home with someone else? I don't know what was worst the fact that he dared to imply that I slept around when he knew it took a long time for me even to let him get the pleasure and now he was throwing that in my face.

"You know what, I came here to apologize for hurting your feelings!" I say with my hands on my hips. I knew that he had wanted me to leave Kol's penthouse party with him but I wasn't ready for that. It said too much to everyone around me. "But since you've decided to be this way, screw you and the apology I thought you deserved!" I say turning on my heel and heading out the door. I didn't need this. I didn't even need him. Here I was trying to apologize for hurting his delicate feelings and this was the way I was treated. Klaus may have been a good lay and even better distraction but that didn't mean I was going to take his crap.

As I get to the open door he makes a sound that makes me turn around and look his way.

"Run, run, run that's all you do!" He spits out. "You've probably been running since everything went down with your parents and look at you running again, from me!" he says with barely concealed anger. "You come here, after making it perfectly clear that you have no interest of being in public with me," He chuckles. "I'm just the man that takes the pain away every single time I touch you."

I glared his way. What did he want from me, did he really think that what I wanted right now was a relationship with feelings? Because that was far from what I wanted. I could barely function as is, why add more to this thing we created. The reason we worked, Klaus and I were that we were both broken just a little bit, jaded on the inside and sometimes on the outside. We understood each other, at least we did before tonight.

"What do you want from me Niklaus?" I asked finally breaking.

He looked down unable to meet her eyes afraid she would see what he had been craving from her so long. He wanted her, he had wanted her the very first night they had met and every time she let him touch her, he wanted to drive himself so deep inside of her that they'd naturally be one. He wanted to be her everything. And she didn't see it. Or she was afraid of it.

"I came here to apologize for hurting your feelings, I came to you!" I say hoping he hears me. He was the first person I had let my guard down with, who wasn't in my inner circle. Didn't he see how much I was giving him?

"I don't want anything from you." He says briskly walking back over to where his painting wait for him. Even his subconscious wouldn't let him leave her alone, because as he looked at the painting, the slanted mouth and green eyes, the woman holding a bloody heart in her hands, he realizes that he had painted Bonnie. "Now if you excuse me I've got work to do." He says as she walks out the open door.

"Oh and love, just so you know, you might want to put on your headphones tonight– I plan to call up a few of the bevy of woman who wanted me, at the party."

End of flashback

Klaus brushed my hair off my shoulder as we swayed together.

He placed a kiss on my neck. "After everything that night brought, you came to me wanting me as much as I wanted you." he pauses. Of course it was like pulling teeth but eventually you realized you needed me more than you originally thought."

Flashback

He had just finished his painting a portrait of the girl with the green eyes, his black heart lay in her hands as she looked out at him...haunting him. Her lips were painted a blood red, quirked up into that famous Bonnie Bennett look, while her hair hung long and loose like a veil. She was beautiful, even while holding his heart in her hands. Her skin was a glow and everytime he took a look at the picture, he wanted her more. Maybe he was a glutton for punishment, or maybe just maybe she got under his skin.

"You're back," he says sensing she was once again fluttering around. Her raging heartbeat made his fangs lengthen. "Tell me, did you come to see if I indeed call over my plethora of women at my disposal?" he asked his lips curling into a sneer. He was posed to ask her if she wants to watch but then the look on her face stopped head dead in his tracks.

I couldn't really look at him so I looked around his art room. I had thought about it long and hard, with Kol gone still enjoying the penthouse party, and with Melissa out with her brother...it left me a lot of time alone. And when I was alone all I thought about was Klaus, and how wonderful he had been to me. He had put up with my moods and had been their when I needed him.

"I just wanted to say...I just wanted to say I'm sorry." I say crossing my arms in front of my chest. I had been a walking corpse for so long and because I barely could feel anything I felt about other people.

"Please tell me what exactly are you apologizing for? Because it seems to me, your earlier words were spoken with the only the only honesty could bring."

I hesitated as he looked me in the eye with the mask of indifference and then thought better of it. If I was going to do this, if we were going to do this, then we'd both have to take baby steps in the right direction.

A loud sigh escapes my mouth as I play with my necklace linking me to my guardians. They hadn't been around yet . . . but Klaus had been here along with Melissa and Kol, through every crying spell and every foul mood. He deserved better.

"You know. People are already talking about me." I say causing him to put his drink down. He has fire in his eyes as if he would rip out the very tongues of those who had spoken about me.

He takes a sip out of his glass and clenches his fist. All he needs is a name and he would make sure that whomever is daring to hurt her will parish slowly. "Tell me,"

I shake my head already guessing his train of thought. "It doesn't matter." I say pausing. "Everyone is secretly waiting for the golden child to go on a downward spiral." I say turning away from him. "If I left with you tonight, then you would be my downward spiral. You're already the talk of the town but now you'd be my downward spiral."

He's so angry that he crushes the glass in his hand. Tiny fragments of the glass cuts his hands but he feels nothing. His face contorts as he pushes down his pain, causing it to vibrate against the walls striking everything it touches.

"Are you," he stops and smiles though its tight and angry. Years of being the outcast is showing in his face, in the strident ways he speaks. "Are you daring to say that I am your downfall love, because if so,"

I turn around and face him as raw and open as I ever been with him. It different when you talk to someone who you share your feelings. With Klaus it had always been physical, we had been intimate many times but that was so much different from this. "Honestly, I don't know who is who's downfall." I admit. "But I can say that you might be my only lifeline. I feel and I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not, because you're hurt to."

My feet had found me standing in front of him as my words lingered in the air. I don't know what I was expecting but seeing the two indents of his dimples were not it.

"Is this apology suppose to make it better because you are doing a horrible job. Just admit it, he say stepping closer and getting into her space. "You're ashamed of me, ashamed of the hybrid that makes you feel, the very man that makes your honey!" he rants. "You didn't even want your friend Faye to know you knew me."

I shake my head. "You are not listening to me. I came here to make things right with you!" I ran my hands over my face. "I could've been at the penthouse, but I came here to talk to you because I wanted to." I say pushing him away from me. "Cant you see? I'm not ashamed of you Niklaus, I'm ashamed of me and the person I might become if I'm not careful."

He steps forward and I hold my hand up hoping to halt him, yet Klaus walks directly to me.

"Bonnie, you may be afraid of what you can become, but looking at you right now, all I see is light and all I've ever seen is light in you." Klaus says suddenly causing me to put my hand down. "I've seen my fair share of dark things love, you are far from it."

I felt the tears that were threatening to fall, finally break free. And when the tears fell Klaus was right in front of me wiping them away.

Seconds later Klaus has brought me a drink insisting that it was what I needed. He was right because it seemed to calm my nerves just bit. Silently we drank out drinks him back at his canvas as he begins to paint again. While I sit on the couch and eventually curl up onto it.

"About Faye, and the party– if people thought I was dating or screwing you," I took a pause to yawn. "The one person who is in the top hit that list, I'd be the talk of the town."

He takes his eyes away from the canvas where he is once again painting her face. He envisions her with a halo, the glow she doesn't see, is on full display in his newest masterpiece. She is his masterpiece, his muse even when he wishes she weren't.

A slow smile takes to his lips as he takes in her words. "Hit list eh, tell me what number was I on you list?"

I turn over on the couch as my eyes start to drift close. "You weren't even on my radar." I say as a duvet is place on top of me.

"Pity love, you were always on mine."

End of flashback

"You were stubborn in the beginning," He looks down and smiles. "But in the end, I got you anyway." He laces our fingers together. "We are in this together, forever."

I turn around in his arms. "Forever is a long time." I say searching his eyes for a fault in his words but find nothing. That night had happen so long ago I was just starting to open up to Klaus emotionally and to me it was just a fling. But to him, it appeared he had known back then what he felt for me.

"Not long enough." He says gazing at me appreciably.

"Come on, let dance." I say causing him to smile. When we had first met, Klaus had spent many hours low key watching me while I was in dance practice. He said that it was the only other time he had seen me get aggressive, well except while I was in his bed. He had apparently enjoyed watching me dance so much that often, when I found myself in the Mikaelson dance room, he would find himself sitting down in a corner, a sketch pad in hand. It was a way for the two of us to let go with each other and share our worlds.

Together Klaus and I move as one. Slow jam after slow jam plays as we find ourselves finishing the bottle of witches brew.

"I love the way you move." Klaus says as his hands roam my body. His body is close to mine as my hands come up to tangle in his hair. The brew is soothing to my inner soul, as his words are causing chills to run up my spine.

"I love everything about you, it'll never change, never fade. No matter how many times I've had you, I could never grow tired of having you."

My breath hitches at his words as I remember the last time we were together. He had whispered those very words in my ears and then flipped me over where I had taken control and had given him the best I had.

The way he looked at me and the way he smelled, so nice. It had been a really long time, and we were...so good together but under the current circumstances, I don't think getting that part of our relationship back especially here was the best of ideas. A tiny voice in my head echoed something low but I was too caught up in the moment, the music and his eyes.

"I know what you need." He whispers against my skin. "You need to be taken cared of." He says licking my skin just below my ear. I can feel my heart began to race as his hands snake around me drawing circles on the skin he's exposed. "You've been denying yourself for so long on this quest to be what you think you're supposed to be." He pauses as my breath hitches. His hand slides down my front causing my mind to go blank. It had been so long since I had been really touched. And Klaus, his touch had always done something to me.

His touch was electric and I couldn't help get lost in him.

"K-Klaus." I whimper. I could practically taste the power bouncing off the two of us as my breathing starts to get labored with every move of his hand.

He smiles. The change in the air is evident, she's charged and so is he. They are the perfect combination and the result of them together is always worthy of praise."I know what you need, let me take care of you." he bites on his lip. "Please let me take care of you." Hewhispers intoher ear. He can feel her body shaking with anticipation, can smell her lovely fragrance. She wants this as much as him, she needs this release like he does. He's wound tight for her, always has been and aches to touch her without barriers.

The sound of his voice is my undoing and when our lips finally collide it's a rushed kiss that is filled with pent up sexual energy. He dominates the kiss his tongue exploring every crevice of my mouth as if it was the very first time. He hands wander over my body as if he desperate to feel every inch of me. My hands find its way into his hair as he pushes me against the dresser.

Summoning all the strength in the world I pull away from him when breathing becomes necessary. When he pulls away from me, I get a real good look at him. His red lips are swollen from our recent kisses. His curly locks are disheveled leaving a wayward curl on his forehead. And the fire in his eyes is a reminder of what could be in store, if I would let it. This was the same look he had given me that first night at the boathouse, the night where he promised to give me every thing I needed and then not only delivered but managed to be an over achiever on the matter.

I open my mouth to say something as his hands find its way to my hips silencing me with one mere touch. My hand then catches his face as he bares down on me all intent written on his face, but with a hint of vulnerability that he had shown since the night before.

"Lift yourself up on the dresser." Klaus whispers against the skin of my shoulder, where he places nips till he's nuzzling my neck.

I do as he asked while he slides his hands down my hips and hovers over my thighs. My eyes are trained on his on his as I speak. "What are you going to do?"

He smiles my way and grabs my hand then he kisses my hand from my wedding ring to just beneath my ear. My skin breaks out in goose-bumps as his lips touch my ear.

"Anything you want me to do." He says bringing her hand to the bulge in front of his pants. He pulls back to watch her glossy eyes. "Everything you want me to do." He says a smirk playing on his pink lips. "But first." He removes her hand regretfully but not before given himself a healthy squeeze and reminding her what's exactly between them. "But first," He says nudging her legs apart. Once satisfied he watches as his fingers crawl up her leg reaching the apex and then he bites his lip at the mere feeling of her.

"May I?" He asked in a throaty voice that was filled with want and need. In all honesty every moment he was with her he hand wanted to turn her out, he wanted to bury himself so deep that nothing could ever remove him. He wanted her so desperately so, but he was aware that she had been through an ordeal and if he pushed too much he might never get that chance she had promised her. So he'd wait and when he got her back home in his bed, he'd have his chance to remind her of everything she may have forgotten.

This moment was all about her, and when she nods her head and says the magical word. "Please" all bets are off. His fingers have a mind of its own and soon his sinking into her. She's a waterfall and he's a thirsty man. The noise she makes is similar to a kitten mewing, which causes him to smile and continue his efforts with more enthusiasm.

Soon he slants his mouth over hers while his fingers write love letters to her. Faster, faster and than much slower, and soon he's signing his name. He uses this moment to tell her everything she's missing and everything she is sure to get as the perks of being his wife. He hopes his message is clear, if not he'd start all over just to hear her say "Yes Klaus."

When he's positive she is about to see all the stars in sky, he scoops her up and gets his fill of the most delicious sweets he had ever tasted. Her voice is an echo that he hopes not only vibrates in their suite but throughout the halls as well. He's always had a sweet tooth and Bonnie is the sweetest of sweet.

Some moments later she is sprawled out on the bed looking up at the skylight a blissful look on her face. He mentally pats himself on the back for a job well done. And when she looks over at him, her expressive green eyes giving away her emotions he's startled by what he sees.

The next moment he finds himself flat on his back with Bonnie hovering him, as he grips her hips.

"My turn." she says with a smirk.

He licks his lips. "What are you going to do with me."

She bends forward placing her lips onto his ear much like he had done. "Everything you want me to do."

The howl that escapes his mouth rattles the room.

BB-KM

I'm lying down with Klaus on the side of me looking up at the skylight and feeling the calmest I had felt in ages.

"I forgot how good you are at that." I muse as Klaus is lying on my stomach. My leg is prompted up as he nuzzles my tummy with his face. The gesture screams intimacy which is what I had been running from for so long.

"I can remind you again." he admits waggling his eyebrows. "I'm still hungry for more."

"Don't you dare!" I say my voice raising an octave with each word. Now that my body wasn't screaming and begging for attention, I was weary of what was heard.

"Fine then." He calls slithering up my body. "I guess I'll have to kiss you somewhere else." he says now hovering over me.

A repetitive knock on the door finally broke through the haze that had settled over me. Klaus had his big hand splayed across my back his eyes changing from golden yellow to ocean blue. His fangs are still showing, as he watches me climb off of him and pick up the first thing I see, which so happens to be his shirt.

I take a moment to decompress and smooth out my hair which is probably a mess. Soundlessly my feet carry me across the cherry-wood floor. Heat flooded my face as I thought about the possibilities, had someone heard us? Guilt slam through me, I hope we didn't disturb anyone, that certainly wasn't the intention. It was just that, when Klaus touched me, whenever we touched like that, something ignited between us and nothing could ever fan the flames.

And lets not forget about the witches brew, it was still the best drink I've ever had though.

With a deep breath I open the door to see Elliot and a mystery man. Together the men wore matching grins on their faces.

"Yes." I say trying to ignore the look the guys are giving me. They look like the cat that just ate a whole bowl of cream

"Emily, asked me to deliver this to you." Elliot says a smirk on his lips as he looks me up down.

I brighten up and take the card from his hands. "Thank you." I say holding the card to my chest. "Anything else," I ask expectantly.

Elliot smiles. "Channing here wanted to see what all the fuss was about regarding your husband the hybrid king." He says easily. "She claims she's seen better, in the form of Damon Salvatore."

At the mention of his name my eyes narrow. "You've seen Damon?"

"Yes" Channing squeaks. "And boy is he the definition of hot brooding man. And those ice blue eyes," she sighs. "I nearly fell over while delivering his suit for the night."

I felt my heart pound in my chest. I knew he was here, I know both of them were here but I had let myself slip in this Klaus bubble and forgot that I would have to see them again. As much as I detested him, I wanted to know if he was okay. I looked up to ask when Elliot gives me a nod as if he already knows the answer, I wonder if he is a mind reader.

"Speaking of suits." Elliot pepped up. "I have the suit your hybrid king will be wearing tonight as well. If you like I can bring up here whenever you're ready to do hair and makeup?"

I look behind me to see that Klaus is approaching, he opens the door wide enough so that everyone and guess what was going on in our suite, with his naked chest and dark-blue boxer briefs. "If that's all I need a moment with my wife." He says eyes blazing blue and yellow.

"She'll be in touch." he says through gritted teeth.

A collective gasp is heard before settles within each and every person at the door. Our recent guest soon leave.

I could tell by the way Klaus was walking fast and that scowl that came along whenever he was displeased that he was upset. I could literally feel the change in the air as he had briskly closed the door in front of the two messengers. It appeared the mere mention of Damon had set him a flame in a bad way.

I watched as he fixed himself a drink from the decanter and gulped it down in one swig.

"You didn't have to be so rude. I admit as he places the drink down and looks over at me.

Klaus braces his hands on both side of the cart and exhales very slowly. "Was I supposed to invite them in so that they can continue to chatter about Damon Salvatore?" he asked through gritted teeth. "Better yet," He says pausing to finally look my way. His hands are still on the cart as he speaks. "Would you have been pleased if I had join in on the harem of fans because I will never do it." he says through gritted teeth.

I hold my tongue and look to the side. Its obvious to me that Klaus is in a sudden mood and I don't want this...whatever it is to ruin the good time we had today. Everything changes today and I just...I wanted to stay in that good mind set.

Klaus growls something fierce, whatever is going through his mind is making his eyes flash from yellow to that of jean blue.

"Damon Salvatore is so below that I feel even speaking his blasted name is beginning to affect my with his insignificant arse." Klaus seethes.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. Why were we...I mean Klaus even talking about Damon. Who cares what everyone thought about him, he was hot, everyone knew Damon was attractive? Like lets move on.

"Then why are you so upset?" I ask, the words shooting out of my mouth as if they were on their on accord.

Klaus is in front of me within a blink of an eye. I stand my ground and lift my chin up at him. This could literally go any way.

"Why you ask?" Klaus says fixing me with a look. "Maybe because less than ten minutes ago," He says looking me up and down. "My mouth was giving you heart palpations." He says pulling away. "And now the mere mention of Damon Salvatore is doing the same.

"I"

"Aww, the after taste is quite putrid isn't it love?"

I couldn't help it I snapped. "Have you lost your mind?" I asked narrowing my eyes his way. "You don't get to talk to me like that Niklaus Mikaelson!" I say pointing my finger at him.

"So, I'm just supposed to forget I didn't hear your heart skip a beat at the mere mention of that paramour."

I shake my head. "This is not my fault Klaus!" I say my tone softening. "I don't know what is making you so hot and cold?"

"Maybe I'm taking a page out of your book." He threw out/

That stung. I lifted my eyebrows up and backed away from him. "I apologized for being hot and cold with you! I even admitted that I've been giving you mere breadcrumbs when you deserve more." I pause. "All those things I've done in the past, today– though I told you I wanted to try and be real."

"And this is me being real right now." He says still angry at everything, he's angry at Emily, Damon and himself for letting the two of them put him in a mood.

I nod. It was obvious both of us were still in our feelings. I may have hurt him unintentionally, but he hurt me purposely.

"You heart sped up when he mentioned Damon." Klaus says quietly. "Everything about you changed at the mere mention of him, the man who betrayed you!" He hollars.

When I turn his way I see that he is guarded is face is stone.

I ran my hand through the side of my hair. "I didn't say anything." I admit jittery.

"You didn't have to." He says pulling up his jeans. "I can see it on your face. Right now, you're probably having second thoughts about requesting to meet with the elders!" He says whilst trying to swallow the pain. He knows its not her fault, not completely. It's the damned sire bond that obviously was influencing her reaction– it didn't make seeing her this way hurt any less.

I step forward and he steps back. "This is not my fault!" I say to him though he refuses to look at me. "I didn't ask for this, I didn't ask for any of this!" I say my voice breaking.

The last thing I wanted to do was hurt Klaus especially since he had been nothing but wonderful to me. I had never felt more connected to anyone than I had felt last night while sleeping next to Klaus. And when he touched me today, it was so much more than about sex, we didn't even have sex, we didn't even go all the way– yet everything was just as powerful if not more. And I had believed it was because we connected on a real level.

He rushes in front of me and grabs both my hands. "I know." He says painfully as sorrow covers his face. "I know!" He says again, his voice tampering off. This thing with Bonnie it was so much more complicated then she had ever known. He had readily poured his heart out to her last night, because it was true he was certainly in love with her. He was in love with her, and she probably wasn't aware but he hadn't been in love, real love since 1919.

When he looked into her eyes he knew what he felt, he understood it because it was so very strong. She, however had no clue the depth of his love for her. The last time woman he had truly loved had died in 1919 at the hands of his father, because he let his blasted guard down. Though the situation was different, he had loved Bonnie far more than his past love. And right now he was beginning to feel insecure.

He was here in this-this place that envisioned, the woman he loved– the same woman who only had eyes for him before Damon Salvatore was mentioned. He was in his freaking feelings right now!

"Klaus," I call again causing him to snap out of whatever haze that has been filling his mind. "You say you understand, yet you still can't look at me."

His lips press into a thin line. "Its not you." He says as the room becomes the distance between the two of them. "It's the wolf inside of me." He says whilst searching through the drawers that were filled with an array of shirts he would actually wear. Finally he found a suitable grey Henley and pulled it over his head.

I cross my arms in front of my chest. "You're saying that now, but we both know it's deeper or else you would face me, instead of doing everything in your power to not look my way. It's like I disgust you."

He was silent. It wasn't her that disgust him, it was that Damon Salvatore sire bond, that left him with a stale taste in his mouth.

"If you want to go, I'm certainly not going to stop you." I say with my back to him. "Its obvious to me that you're upset," Pause. "Underneath it all, you might even be little bit insecure about our situation." I bit my lip. " And you have a right to be." I say as the effects of the brew is seriously wearing off. "I am the problem in this situation, not you."

He said nothing but growled in response. They were fine, he was fine and then the mention of Emily Bennett wanting to see her made his blood boil. He wondered if the person who had set this whole thing in motion was going to try to pull a fast one of them. He wondered if she were going to try to convince Bonnie of doing what she may have thought was for the greater good. And if so, she needed to know that a fight would be brewing. Bonnie was his wife, always and forever.

"He is not that man for you!" He says controlled as possible. She was poking the wolf inside of him provoking him with her words and he was trying to keep his shit together but he was about to blow. Couldn't she tell how much he wanted her. He ached to touch her, taste her all over again. She had wound her body on top of his so well that he had panted her name and nearly fell apart. And then that dreaded knock on the door changed everything. It reminded him, that for now, she was still sired to Damon. And he hated it. His worst fear was that being here, would make the bond somehow intensify and he would be left out in the cold.

"Maybe..." I closed my eyes. "Maybe today was too fast for the both of us. We went from little to no touches to what happened earlier." I said finally looking over at him. I just felt free for the first time in a long time, I felt inner peace and after last night, after he gave me so much–I wanted to give to him as well.

I walked away from him and stood out looking onto the water. "When we were in Mystic Falls I was able to resist your charms,"

Klaus looks up. He swallows hard. "Because of the bond." He say finishing her words. "It's not as strong here. The real Bonnie gets to show through." He knew that Bonnie liked him, the moment they met, she was begging to be freed from her pain, her sorrow and he wanted to be the one to free her. "I am the man for you Bonnie." He says passionately. "I wouldn't have traveled to a place I'm positive I'll never get to if it weren't for you. You are my wife, I will travel the ends of the earth for you and you alone."

I looked at him again, really looked at him. This was not the first nor second time he had poured his heart out to me. In fact most people had said that Nicklaus Mikaelson had no heart, but I had seen the way he loved, I had felt it. I watched him admire his son from afar, and speak with so much admiration about everyone he loved. "I'm sorry I hurt you." I lick my lips as he moves closer to me, so, so close.

He leans into her, the smell of her skin driving in the inner wolf inside of him crazy. He had fought it off last night when she was willing to go further than kisses. But right now, with her standing in front of him wearing his shirt. All he wanted to do now was plant his seed inside of her and wait for it to flourish. "It wasn't you, not really."

My hands reaches out and touches his chest. "I've been hot and cold with you for a while now, and you don't deserve it." I swallowed hard. "Stay here, don't go. Maybe we can take this time to get this sorted out and come to a conclusion that fits the two of us." I say as my eyes land on his lips.

All at once Klaus drags me against him. "The conclusion I'd like to reach is one where I bend you backwards and claim you so my name is the only name that will make you flutter." He says with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "My conclusion has you producing screams so loud that everyone, everywhere will know you're mine."

Heat rushed through me causing my skin to flush and my heart to speed up. Klaus seemed to be pleased by my reaction because he soon walked over to the bar and fixes himself a drink.

As Klaus was busy with his drink, I took the much needed time to read the note Emily had sent over.

Bonnie,

In order to move forward we must first say goodbye to the past. Meet me at Mermaid Way, so that we can discuss and move forward.

E.B.

Once I've read the note I notice Klaus is watching me.

"What did she say?" he asked his voice calmer.

"She wants to meet with me."

He hums in response. "It's probably good that you call Elliot and Elias then. We don't want to keep Emily waiting."

I turn away from him. "I guess."

As soon as the words are out my mouth Klaus brings me close to him and wraps his arms around me.

"That wasn't a dig." He whispers against my skin.

"Sure sounded like one." I deadpan.

"I"m not mad, at you." He says inching closer to my lips. "I just know that if I don't put some distance between the two of us my inner wolf will have that compromise we talked about earlier and claim you and every way possible.

I open my mouth to say something when he effectively shut me up by placing pink lips over mine. Klaus is the type of man that can literally kiss the pants off of you when he's not even trying. He skilled, controlled and frenzied at the same time. My arms wrap around him settling in the nape of neck.

BB-DS

After everything is settled with Klaus, I had made my way to the place Emily had wanted to meet me. Though, the very moment I stepped out of the confines of my quarters, I felt it, a tiny zap that had me wondering what this was really about? I had never spoken to Emily Bennett. And really the other thing I knew about her was stories that had been passed down from one generation to the next, oh and the little fact that she entrusted Damon to the Bennett line. Obviously home girl had made a bad decision with that. Damon was the worst, but I'm positive she is finally seeing that for her own two eyes.

"I'm glad you came." He called causing her to spin around and turn his way. He could tell by the way she had stiffen at the mere sound of his voice that he still had a lot of work to do. One thing he did notice, was the look on her face, Bonnie looked at peace, she looked sure of herself of everything around her. Watching her now, he could hardly believe the girl who was so upset last night was now standing before him looking like heaven very own angel.

I rolled my eyes at the mere sight of him. "Why am I not surprised that you're here?" I chuckle darkly. "You are always here when I don't want you to be." I ground out. "What did you do, bat your pretty eyes at Emily or something?" I ask tempted to bite on my nail but refusing to do so. The boys had put in a lot of work for me to look good and I wouldn't ruin it all on Damon.

He placed his hands in his pockets. "She did me a favor and let me see you."

I glared at him. "It was obviously a favor wasted because as far as I am concerned we have nothing to say to each other." I say turning to leave.

"Bon." he calls catching her hand.

My eyes flicker down to his hand on wrist and then up at him. "Let.. Me... go, Damon."

"I can't." He admits as the wind around the swirls her scent all around him. "I wanted to talk to you without everyone around." He says meeting green eyes.

Our eyes locked together and I felt this thumping, fluttering in my chest and stomach. I can see sadness cascading in the ice of his blue eyes. And despite myself, I felt myself getting lost in them for only a moment. After today, I wouldn't have to deal with him, or talk to him ever again. It would be over and he would accept it. Just as I would, just as I had.

"Fine." I say breaking eye contact. "Don't touch me." I say so serious that it gives Damon pause.

When he finally lets go, she yanks her arm away from him and puts distance between the two of them. He knows that this is his small reprieve and he'll take it. "If that's what you want." He says a hint of smile on his lips. Its good to know that she can feel it too, that he isn't the only effected.

He knew he screwed up but even before when he and Bonnie were strangers they were drawn to each other and now even now its still the same.

"I'm listening." I say finally after a few moment of silence. "But you if you want me to listen to you, then you can't say anything about us being meant to be," I say raising one finger to demonstrate my first rule. " My second stipulation is that you cannot and will not mention your now famous lines such as, I've waited over a hundred years for a chance like you crap." I say causing Damon to chuckle.

"Are you done." He asked looking down at me. "Or do you have any other thing you need to mention Queen Bonnie." He says as his lips hitch up. "Would you like me down on my knees?"

I furrowed my brows. "I will kick your teeth in, if you dare." I say causing Damon to laugh. And when he tosses his head back and actually laugh, I dare to join in with him.

Once the chuckles subside the two of us stand together.

He ducks his head down. "I'm sorry." He says simply. "I'm sorry I didn't take this seriously and because of that I lost a lot of your family along the way." he sighs and runs his hands through his hair. He cast a look in her direction. "It wasn't until recently that I realized, that Emily had trusted me with something special–" he caught eyes with her. "That I was entrusted with someone trusted, and I– I screwed it up."

I swallowed hard.

"I-uh," he paused and began to play with his day walking ring. "I wish I could take it all back and change the way I handled things." Pause. Maybe then you'd look at me with light in your eye and a smile on your face." It was on the tip of his tongue to mention that she wouldn't smell like Klaus, but he stopped. He had been skating on thin on ice for so long, one wrong move could ruin every possible chance for the future.

He rubbed his neck and let out a small chuckle as her wild green eyes bore into him. "Together we would've made a good team, team kickass."

I looked him up and down. "Are you finished?"

He quirks a smile. "If this was another scenario you'd know if I was finished, but the truth is I'd never be finished with you."

Before I would've rolled my eyes at his lame joke, he may have even gotten a small smile out of me because this was Damon, but not now. He ruined the budding friendship, the budding anything between the two of us.

Spinning on my heel I turn around not bothering to say goodbye, when he catches my wrist.

"No." He calls rubbing his thumb over her wrist. When she turns to look at him again, he can tell that she's interested, he can also tell that his touch is doing something to him.

"Stop touching me." I say sternly. "If you're gonna talk to me, and expect me to listen don't ever touch me again." I say thinly. "I mean it! I will walk away and never here the bull your are trying to spill."

He can't help it, but grin at her. He adjust just once at the fiery look she sends his way. "Fine." He says raising his hands up in the air, though he does move closer to her and she doesn't move away which is a good sign.

"I know you are probably going to deny this, but I take pride in the fact that I know you, better than Stefan...maybe even better than your husband." he says watching as she lifts her chin up at him.

I throw my head back and laugh in his face. Damon thought he knew everything but really he knew absolutely nothing. "Really, you think you know me? If you knew me," I say getting closer to him. "You'd know that after what happen we can never go back, ever." I say close to his face. "You'd know that this, and everything you are planning for future run ins is a waste of time because I've made up my mind about you Damon, and it'll never change."

He steps back, at her words. It feels like she has just sliced him right in the chest, though he fights hard not to show it. He has to believe that this will change, that the future for them will still come true. She's his hope, and right now he doesn't feel like giving up. No, he feels like fighting for it.

"I just, I just wanted to tell you, It wasn't your fault that this- this thing between us didn't work out." he twirled his day walking ring around a few times and then finally met her eyes. "We screwed up from the beginning and that is solely on Stefan and I, never you." he admits.

He can tell by her parted lips that she too is surprised by his honesty but he cant go into this thing with the elders without being true to her. Despite himself, he takes a step forward and when she doesn't move away he touches her face. "You were everything and we," He stopped himself. The truth was, he didn't see it, he didn't see her till last night. "I didn't see you till it was too late."

I couldn't help it, I felt myself melt into his touch, into his eyes. If I was honest with myself, Damon and I could have had it all, together. But that was the past and I was moving forward.

"I accept you apology." I say sincerely moving away from him. "I just want to move on, and you should to." I say looking away from him. "Despite everything, I don't want anything to happen to you."

He nods his head. "You care?" he says slowly.

I shrug my shoulders. "Its probably the sire bond." I say, ignoring the hurt etched across his face. I don't want anything to happen to either one of you, I just want you out of my life." I say so easy that it scares me.

He smiles just a little. "Word of advice, if I can't be here to help you, to save you, don't put all your eggs in one basket." He says trailing off. "Klaus is still, Klaus. Don't forget everything you've heard about him because he's being nice now."

I felt heat flare up inside of me. "You forget, I don't want nor need your advice about Klaus! I know who he is, he married me to help me save my town, my people. He is my husband!" I say pushing him away from me.

He snorts. "Yeah, he also the same man who had a fit because you saved me." He says no longer being able to contain his emotions. He didn't know what the future held, but if he wasn't with Bonnie, he wanted her to remember to watch her back. He might not be able to protect her, but maybe she could protect herself. "The same man, that made you cry." He starts to say through gritted teeth.

"You don't need to tell me anything! Our association with each other is over!"

He stops her again, by invading her space. "I can smell him all over you." He says his voice shaking at the thought of what had occurred for her to smell this way. I'm telling you as someone who cares, so freaking much," He admits emotionally. "The fire you're playing with, I pray you can handle it."

I shake my head at him. "Goodbye Damon." I say turning around and walking away from him.

"Bon, you look beautiful."

I stopped in my tracks as his words rung in my ears and echoed inside of my beating heart. I had this sudden urge to turn around and just look at him but I didn't. Today was about letting go of the past and moving forward and that was exactly what I was planning on doing. So with each step I took away from him, away from the past the more I gained for me and my future.