They had just left Sekoma, Botswana. It had been a simple affair of killing the last of the humans in order to complete the triangle. This had to happen, Katherine reminded herself.

If she and Elijah wanted to be together without fear and sadness, they needed to do this. Katherine did not regret killing the humans. She did not regret anything that she had done to survive, but she regretted everything when it came to Caroline.

The two of them had run away from home together and swore to be with one another for as long as they lived. And now look at them, look at where they were at, on different sides of a war all because they choose different brother's. Elijah lifted her hands and pressed a kiss to each other knuckles. She sighed and smiled at him.

There was a part of Katherine that believed that she did not deserve Elijah. He was such a gentleman and was such a kind soul and she was… not. She was not kind of demure. She could play the part of the lady if she wanted to, but that was not who she was. She was rough and clever and tricky and fickle. But somehow Elijah saw past all the things that she was to see the core of who she was. He did not see her as the fierce, conniving Katherine Pierce. He saw her for the gentle human Katerina Petrova.

God, it had been so long since she had heard that name. She thought that she would never hear a person utter it again. She was so deeply embroiled in who Katherine was that somedays she forgot that she had ever been Katerina. It felt like something that she had dreamt about in the past. It was not something that she had lived.

But Elijah reminded her that while the world was hard, it did not mean that she had to be. She could be soft when she wanted to be. She could be kind. Katherine did not have to be the only face she wore.

And that was why she had decided, once Klaus was gone and dealt with, she would let go of Katherine and just be Katerina. With Klaus gone she would be free to just be herself. She would have no need to be clever if she never had to hide to begin with. She would just be who she was before.

Maybe then Caroline and her could be friends again. She missed her friend like a limb. There were days when she would get those phantom itches, days when she would want to turn, expecting Caroline to be by her side, and was disappointed to find nothing there.

Despite almost have a millennia of being alone, she still craved the companionship of a friend. She still missed her best friend. With Klaus, dead she did not know how long it would take Caroline to move on. She had been with Klaus for over five hundred years she did not expect her to just move on in a second, but she would come around.

Katherine knew she would.

It was a simple drive to the safe house from the airport. They picked up the witch and it was a silent driver as the compelled driver smoothly transferred them from the airport to their safe house. Katherine's phone rang out and she sighed seeing the number of one of the Expression witches under their employ. She clicked the button and answered.

"Hello?" she said. Katherine could hear the sounds of battle and slaughter taking place on the other side of the line. She cringed when she heard the telltale sound of a neck snapping.

"Hello Katherine," a voice said. It was the voice that haunted her for years. It was the man who wanted nothing more than to kill her.

"Hello Klaus," Katherine said. The air in the car was charged as they all sat to attention. "I take it you found the home of one of my witches."

"Helps that everyone hates witches that use Expression," Klaus said. Katherine could imagine him in that moment. The lackadaisical way that he would lounge against the wall. The blood would coat him like a fine sheen of sweat, sticking against his skin, but he would ignore it all in favor of giving the air of nonchalance. Katherine wanted nothing more than to bite his head off.

"Well, people lack vision. Expression can be very useful," Katherine purred into the phone. She could be just as nonchalant as he was. Klaus would not shake her.

"Think my brother could spare a moment? I would love to talk to him," Klaus said. Katherine spared a glance with Elijah. Though he agreed to help her in her plan to kill Klaus she was worried that talking to him would soften his resolve. She needed Elijah to go along with this. She wanted nothing more than to be with him. She wanted that more than she wanted anything else in the world.

Elijah nodded and she handed him the phone. Elijah sucked in a small breath before her answered the phone.

"Niklaus," he said smoothly. His voice hinting at nothing.

"Ah, and the prodigal brother returns. How have you been brother? Has planning my murder been easy?" Klaus said with a hint of bite. Though Elijah did not show it in his face, his eyes hinted at the hurt. Katherine grabbed his hand and squeezed.

"As hard as it should be. I hope that you have been keeping Mother in good quarters?"

"As good as that bitch deserves which isn't much. Siphoning magic that make sure that she behaves herself."

The witch only nodded. They had expected this when they sent Esther to Klaus. But everything was still going to plan. Everything was unraveling just as they needed to.

"I'm giving you one last chance Elijah," Klaus said, his voice lowering on the phone. Katherine knew this voice. When it got low it meant that he was going to make a threat. How many times had she heard that voice and shivered in fear. This would be the last time, she promised herself. The last. "Leave that trollop now and come home and all will be forgiven. I will act as if this act of disobedience never happened."

Katherine looked into Elijah's eyes and squeezed his hands. She hoped that he stayed with her but she knew the allure of family, of togetherness. It was a tempting offer and she closed her eyes and prayed to God that he choose her.

"You know for someone who hated Father so much you seem to emulate him a lot," Elijah said. Klaus sucked in a breath at his words and Katherine felt giddy. He had chosen her. "Goodbye Niklaus."

And then he hung up the phone. Katherine was left in high spirits. Elijah had chosen her! Her and not Klaus. She leaned closed and pressed a kiss on her love's cheek and snuggled in close. This was going to work. She could feel it.

They were going to move to the next location. The triangle was done and the witch knew that her best bet was to move now while the others were distracted. They woke late in the night from their safe house and the compelled driver that they were using was already waiting for them in the car. The drive was quiet for the most part.

Katherine was occupied with something on her phone and Elijah was busy talking to someone on his phone. That left the witch to look outside the window. She watched as the world passed her by, the car rolling smoothly down the highway. They had spent the rest of the day resting and the witch knew that her plan, her real plan, was going to be completed soon.

She sighed and closed her eyes. She could feel the magic inside of her. And it made her sick. She hated magic. She hated everything that it brought. Magic only brought pain and suffering. But soon, it would be gone. Just like everything else. She opened her eyes and the world was still asleep as it should be.

The witch pulled out her phone and was about to scour her photos when the car jolted. A heavy thud sounded as something landed on top of the car. Whatever it was walked forward on the car and then leaned down and blocked the view of the driver. The driver swerved trying to see despite the face blocking their view.

Elijah covered Katherine as they swerved off the highway and crashed into the guardrail. The witch bucked but her seatbelt prevented her from launching through the window. As she seatbelt slammed her back into the seat, she heard the sound of metal rending as the door was pulled off it's hinges.

"Hello darling," a voice said. The witch looked up and stared into the face of Kol. She frowned. The Traveler, Darius, should be the one piloting the body. Why in the world was he here?

"Darius?" the witch tried.

Kol's eyes darted to her. For a moment he was speechless and the two stared at one another for a moment. The witch's heartbeat fast in her chest as she looked into that face. She dreamed of him sometimes but she could not remember the contents of the dreams all she could remember was that face. And she had grown to love and hate it in equal measure. Kol tilted his head and regained his bearings.

"Wrong man, Bonnie."

Hearing her name felt like a slap to the face. Though she could not remember a lot she remembered him saying her name. She could also remember those last moments that she held her most precious person in her arms as they faded from the world.

"You don't get to call me that," Bonnie said. She willed her magic forwards and it slammed into Kol like a physical force. It pushed him out and Bonnie unbuckled her seatbelt and chased out after him. A white convertible screeched to a halt behind them and another Original steps out. Long blonde hair, female, Rebekah.

She readies herself for battle.

The two Originals stand across the highway from them. Katherine and Elijah reach her side and they stare each other down.

"Elijah, stop this nonsense and come home," Rebekah said. It sounded more like a whine than anything else.

"I have lived under Klaus's thumb for far too long. I cannot go back now. I have passed the Rubicon," Elijah answered, his voice hard.

"Elijah the magic that Bonnie is using is dangerous. It poisons the mind," Kol said.

She had heard it all before. That Expression was dark magic that no one could control. That it was harmful and that it corrupted the witches that used it. But it was the only magic strong enough to get what she needed done. The Spirites would have never allowed her to get this far. They would have never approved of her plan.

She need Expression and she needed the power that Silas promised. But she was not doing this in order to release him. No, that was the last thing that she wanted to happen. But they did not need to know that just yet.

"She has been corrupted by Silas. She wants nothing more than to release him and allow him reign over this planet. And trust me brother, he would be unstoppable."

Bonnie shook her head. "You know nothing of what you speak of. I am in full control. I have been from the start."

Kol looked at her as though he was pained. Why was he giving her such a look. Did they know one another? She knew that they did, but she could remember nothing beyond his face and the face of her precious one dying in her arms. He had killed her. Vampires had killed her.

Ms. It was the tail end of a name, but it was all that had kept Bonnie sane the last couple of years. She would fix the world so that no one else had to hold their loved ones dying in their arms again.

"If you want anyone to blame, blame yourself Ko," Bonnie said with venom. With that she sent out her power again, this time it gathered together in front of her. Silver threads of wind swarmed and she lashed them out.

The Originals zoomed away, Rebekah coming from the left and heading for Katherine. Elijah was quick to counter her and the two began a deadly dance of hands and fists that surely would have knocked Bonnie's head off if she intervened. Katherine joined that fray to help her lover and Bonnie turned just in time to raise a hand to block Kol's assault.

She burst the blood vessel's in his head and he bent over. Bonnie walked away from him and release the spell. Bursting his blood vessels would be the least horrible thing that she will do to him. Kol rose with a groan and Bonnie frowned at him. The battle had just begun.

Out of everyone he had never expected the witch to be her. He had thought it would be someone from the long line of Expression witches that existed in the world but not her, not Bonnie Bennett. The very thought did not slot into his head easily. It did not fit right like the wrong piece to a puzzle.

Kol dodge a blast of fire and moved as a blade of hit passed him. The fire stuck the concrete and the wind sliced a tree clean in half. Bonnie had been honing her powers for a while and Kol could not spare a chance that she could hit him.

"Bonnie why?" Kol asked as he looked at her. This was not the Bonnie that he had met in Mystic Falls. That Bonnie had been bright and oh, so eager to learn about magic and everything that was possible. That was something that he had liked about her. She was so eager and kind and loyal. This Bonnie was a woman grown but something had been lost along the way. She did not have that spark in her eyes. They were a dull, lifeless brown. And that spring in her step that young woman around the world had been lost. Instead it was the careful shuffle of the old.

What had happened to her to make her like this? Where was the real Bonnie?

"Magic… is a curse. It has done nothing but made my life worse. It has done nothing but made me a target. Over and over again vampires, werewolves, other witches approached me in hopes that they could use me and my magic. Witches everywhere are hunted for their magic and then werewolves suffer under the moon and vampires are an abomination to this world. Everything that comes from magic is wrong. I intend to right the world."

"Right the world? Bonnie magic is a natural part of life. It sustains life," Kol said.

"You know I tried to find the source of magic once, a long time ago. I thought I would find a wellspring of magic. I found nothing but disappointment." She tilted her head and looked at him. "Stop now Kol. You will not convince that magic is worth something. You of all people have shown me that."

Kol frowned. What had he done to her? He wracked his brain trying to remember their time together. He would have never done something to Bonnie. He actually liked her, but what could he had done. He remembered their last moments together with Shiela trying to erase Bonnie's memories of magic and the explosion that he initiated. Was that it?

"Bonnie?" he asked hoping that his hypothesis wasn't right. "What do you remember?"

Bonnie sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "I remember the explosion and holding my… precious person in my arms as you escaped. I remember bits and pieces of my past but nothing concrete. And it is all your fault."

Kol sighed and his shoulders sagged. Dammit. That magic explosion he created messed with the spell that Shiela had been casting that night. It addled the memories in Bonnie's mind making her confused. She probably couldn't even remember Grams names. All she could remember was the feelings attached to that last moment with Grams.

"Bonnie, I am so sorry. You are right that they way that you are is my fault. But stop this. Stop doing this. Silas cannot grant you what you want. Silas will not be able to bring Grams back."

Bonnie flinched as if the name hurt her. But then her face hardened. "You don't get to say her name!"

Wind shot out with her last word and Kol rolled out of the way. The wind carved up the concrete of the highway and slammed into the guardrail. It shook the highway with the strength of it. Bonnie did not stop there. She brought out every element that she could think of, making the concrete spike up where Kol stood and shooting shots of condensed water at him. Kol dodged it all hoping that Bonnie would tired from using so much magic.

But this Bonnie was different from the Bonnie that he knew. She was vicious and apparently well trained. She did not tire from any of those spells. In facts it seemed as though she was just getting started.

"Bonnie please!" Kol pleaded as he dodged hit after hit. "Think about this! Silas is only looking out for himself. He wants nothing to do with you and your loved one!"

"I'm not after Silas," Bonnie said with a grin. "I'm after the Cure!"

Kol raised a brow at that as he dodged a blast of fire. What could she possibly want with the Cure. That was something that would only entice vampires that wanted to be human again like Stefan. Why would Bonnie, a mortal, want something like that?

"I tire of playing games with you Kol. Thank you for bringing back memories of Grams, but that is the end of your usefulness."

Another blast of fire launched at him and Kol jumped up into the air, high above it. But when he looked down something silver glinted in Bonnie's hand. It shot out at him with breakneck speeds and since he was in the air Kol, could not dodge it. It landed with a dull thud in his chest and Kol tumbled to the ground.

He landed on the ground with a loud thwack that silenced all the fight around him. Kol leaned his head up to see the dagger sticking out of his chest. The familiar feeling of desiccation running through him.

"Kol!" He could hear Rebekah yell. It was followed with a snap and a thud and Kol knew that Rebekah was not coming to save him. Bonnie waltzed over, a smile on her pretty brown face.

"Thank you Kol. I hope you have a nice rest. Because when I'm done the world will have changed." Kol tried to talk but it came out as nothing more than whimpering. Bonnie slipped out of view and Kol tilted him his to watch her rejoin Elijah and Katherine.

Author's Note: Boom! And that is three chapters all in one day! I hope you have enjoyed all three chapters. I have had so much fun writing them! We are in the final stretch for real guys! The witch turned out to be Bonnie and she has a plan for the cure! What could it be! I cannot wait to write the next chapter tomorrow. For now, I'm gonna take a break and take some time to read. Make sure to tell me your thoughts! See you next time!