(Sorry for the long wait! I had the worst writers block ever, and still kinda do. Regardless tho, I actually like this chapter for once! Getting into tonnie drama and i cant wait lol! hopefully you enjoy and reviews/(gentle) criticism is always appreciated!)


For the first time in what seemed like forever, Bonnie Bennett woke up in her own bed.

In which she was glad she did because morning sickness was a bitch. Bonnie wasn't even sure she got her eyes fully open before hunching over her toilet. For the past week she's been waking up over the toilet bowl (once in the sink when she wasn't quick enough), and Mason never suspected much but a stomach bug, thankfully.

Speaking of, Mason never answered her texts or calls since yesterday, nor did Tyler. The aura of death she felt was not forgotten, and the nephew-uncle pair not answering their phones made her more nervous than necessary.

Bonnie picked herself up off the floor, praying she was done vomiting her entire stomach out. As soon as the young witch got home yesterday, she stayed up looking up almost everything she could find about pregnancy, specifically pregnant witches, in her grimoires. She even made a doctor's appointment for 2 weeks from now, knowing that was probably the smartest thing to do before anything.

Most of the resources and grimoires said the same things, 'don't drink this, don't eat this, and don't do this', Bonnie took all of it into consideration but one thing stood out to her, A witch's pregnancy goes depending on what species came from the child's father. If having a baby with a human father, the witch would have a human pregnancy and temporarily have her powers muted, due to the fully human soul and her witch soul intertwining in one. Although rare, If having a baby with a werewolf father, Bonnie would have a relatively normal pregnancy but take traits of a female wolf for 6 months, shorter than a human pregnancy since werewolves grow faster. In these months, Bonnie would keep her magic combined with the heightened werewolf traits. In all the werewolf lore Bonnie has read, it confused her as to why the Lockwood's saw her as their own as quick as they did, seeing as she's a witch and definitely not a Lockwood, but her child was one. Mason & Tyler felt the baby's energy before she could and they didn't even know it, Bonnie concluded.

After doing her daily routine, Bonnie noticed 3 missed calls, all from Tyler and a message from Stefan.

'Come to the boarding house with your grimoire, ASAP.'

She couldn't help but groan at that text, the last people she wanted to see right now were the Salvatores. Plus, that house made her feel sick. Morning sickness aside.

Nonetheless, she texted him back, 'I'll be there in a few, what's going on? what happened to Mason after Damon was done with him? Haven't heard anything from both of them since.' While waiting for Stefan's response, the young witch decided to call Tyler back, hoping he'll give better answers than what she really felt.

"Hello? Why weren't you answering last night? Not to sound like a clingy girlfriend but I haven't heard from Mason or you since yesterday and I kinda felt a little weird." Bonnie tried chuckling to mask her nervousness but it was null and void, the facade slipping since she could hear Tyler shuffling on the line, picking up on the fact that he sounded stressed.

"Ty? Are you oka-"

"Mason's gone, Bonnie."

"What?"

Tyler sighed, he really didn't know what to tell Bonnie, 'Your boyfriend who's also coincidentally my uncle just up and left with no warning whatsoever and refuses to answer his phone!' Well, that didn't sound too bad but Tyler figured he shouldn't say it like that.

He could hear her breath start to get ragged, which instantly made the young wolf want to physically comfort and be there with her.

"My mom told me that Mason sent her a text stating that he was going back to Florida, and nobody has been able to contact him," Tyler could feel himself start to get riled up all over again, "and believe me, I tried to. Multiple times."

Bonnie could feel her mind going a mile a minute listening to Tyler's words. Not being able to formulate a sentence, she wanted to throw up for the second time that day, so with Tyler still on the phone, she ran to the bathroom and did just that.

"Woah, Bonnie, you good?" 'Dumb question Lockwood' he mentally chastised himself, "Fuck, I mean, do you want me to come over?" No response. "Fine, I'm coming over." Click.

With her head basically in the toilet, Bonnie could barely process the fact that Tyler hung up and was coming over, let alone the fact that her boyfriend was 'missing' and it was her fault. She knew deep in her heart she couldn't trust Damon. Bonnie wasn't stupid, that aura of death from yesterday was definitely Mason, either by the hands of Damon or some other way, but Mason Lockwood was dead and for the first time in a while, Bonnie instantly felt hopeless.


To say everyone at the boarding house was surprised to see Bonnie and Tyler show up together, was an understatement.

The vampires present could hear their voices before they even got out the car, and Caroline didn't hesitate to show her confusion, Stefan was slightly annoyed, keeping in mind what Damon did yesterday and just how stupid his older brother really is, and Damon feigned indifference. 'Whatever. We have more important matters to deal with. The witch will surely have more boyfriends in the future. Besides, I was doing her a favor, the dog made her reek anyway.' He thought, ready with a response if Bonnie came through the door 3 seconds away from permanently killing him.

Letting out a shaky breath, Bonnie lifted her small fist to knock on the Boarding House entrance, she really couldn't tell what was gonna happen on the other side of this door. She wanted to fight Damon. Perhaps Stefan and Jeremy too knowing their involvement in her boyfriend's death, and maybe even smack Elena, if she were there, for good measure.

A wave of anger washed over her, they knew Mason's role in Bonnie's life, but mainly Tyler's, and she felt sick to think that they didn't value Tyler that much.

Subconsciously, she reached for his lightly tanned-skinned hand, and Tyler suddenly was doused in Bonnie's emotions through the small connection. She was apprehensive, angered, and...scared? While the teen wolf was a clean slate to her, surprisingly.

Before she could ask what he was feeling the door swung open, revealing a brash vampire ready to be a verbal menace.

"Bonnie! I'm glad you and wolfboy could finally make it. Granted we texted you an hour ago to come as soon as possible but semantics, right?"

Damon smirked at the teens in front of him, he realized there's no way the witch would figure out what truly happened to Mason for a while and he couldn't help but smile at that fact, more time to save his ass from a brutal repeating aneurysm.

"Suck a dick Salvatore," Tyler spat as he pushed the ignorant vampire out of the way, entering the entirely too big for just 2 people mansion, "Why are we here?"

"One, been there, done that," Slam. "Two, who's 'we'? I asked for Bonnie, not you, Michael J. Fox. Now run along."

Brows furrowed, Bonnie couldn't believe Damon was starting shit. She wanted to hold out on either chewing him out or breaking his brain for the sake of everyone else in the house's sanity but since he decided to bicker with Tyler, she felt her patience wearing inexplicably thin.

Thankfully, Caroline felt the same way.

"God! Damon, do you ever shut up?! We need to get things moving, now! Terrorize Bonnie and Tyler, later!", The blonde shrieked and nearly hurt everyone in the room's hearing in the process. Fortunately, It got Damon to shut up and grumpily go to the mini-bar, allowing Stefan to tell the werewitch duo the game plan.

"So, we think it's finally time to kill Katherine. Last night she compelled Jenna to stab herself," Bonnie immediately gasped and asked if she were alright but calmed down slightly when Stefan simply nodded, allowing him to continue, "and we were hoping to get all the help we can get, knowing how sneaky and stronger than we are Katherine is. Are you willing?"

Looking around, everyone in the boarding house's eyes were on Bonnie and Tyler, (Since he seemed like he was considering it for her.) waiting on the town witch's answer..

After approximately three minutes of pondering, Bonnie spoke up.

"I'm not saying I'm in yet, but isn't this awfully dangerous? Katherine's unpredictable. What exactly do you want me to do anyway? Aneurysms only go but so far. I'm not in the mood to have blood on my hands, one of you is gonna have to do the killing."

When Damon went to open his mouth, both Bonnie and Stefan shot him a look, the younger brother immediately answering before him, "Yeah, of course, I need to catch her by surprise though, away from the crowd. She likes me more than anyone in this room, I have an advantage."

"Maybe I could do a spell to trap her in an area, like the tomb spell."

Snap! "Bingo! You got it witchy, that's exactly what we'll do. That bitch will never see it coming." The oldest vampire walked from the mini-bar borderline giggling like a schoolgirl. Watching him, it unsettled Bonnie as to how one person could care so little about anything that isn't Elena, blood, sex, & booze. Killing (usually innocent people) was a hobby for Damon, and her ex-boyfriend being one of his many, disregarded, thrown to the side victims was nauseating.

She grimaced, suddenly feeling that familiar bile rising up her throat. Throwing up for the 3rd time today was not in her agenda, but if she did, it wouldn't be so bad if Damon was the target this time and not a toilet.

"Damon, I need to talk to you." Everyone stopped their idle-chatter of more ways on how to take down Katherine to look at Bonnie, most of them curious as to why two basically enemies even needed to be alone with each other right now.

"Why? Are you finally declaring your love for me that was buried deep under all that hatred? It's about damn time."

The nausea and the anger inside Bonnie flared stronger, causing her to grit her teeth and glare evilly at the man, "Damon."

Tyler's heart immediately picked up, sensing a fiery throbbing of magic roll off of Bonnie and hit him, causing goosebumps. He had never felt her magic with such intensity (and really at all.) before and to the unawakened wolf inside of him, it felt exuberant. He widened his eyes in awe at the witch who was slowly standing up, pulsing with raw & emotional energy.

Tyler could still feel it as Bonnie walked to the kitchen, Damon in tow. He couldn't tell if anyone else noticed that magical exchange, judging by everyone looking either confused or slightly concerned (for Bonnie or Damon, he didn't know.) they didn't, but it left him alert and still looking at the kitchen door, despite it being now closed.

"What did you want judgey? Couldn't you see I was celebr-"

"Where is he?"

The vampire blinked rapidly, not remembering who the young witch was talking about for a second.

"Who? Your dog? He didn't have the decency to tell you? He went back to Flo-"

Crash! Damon was suddenly thrown against the island, bouncing off of it almost comically. Groaning, he saw Bonnie stalking up to him, hand lifted to her side in an upright clawing manner, ready to inflict more pain if needed. For one fleeting moment he was surprised no one came bursting in to see what was going on, but knowing Stefan and what he saw yesterday, he was probably shaking his head in his 'told-you-so' broody way, ignoring Damon's current predicament.

'Dickhead.', He thought bitterly.

"Where is he, Damon. Don't give me that went back to Florida shit. I'd like to think I deserve more respect than that." Despite her anger, the liberating feeling of her prominent magic and something else she can't name, Bonnie felt her resolve cracking, throat tight, with tears threatening to fall.

She was starting to shake, not exactly ready for what Damon had to say, regardless if she knew the truth.

"Fine. I killed him. He was too much of a problem. He was working with Katherine! The enemy! Think of it as killing two birds with one stone, you no longer have to smell like dog 'cause of the mutt!"

That was all she needed to hear.

With the wave of her hand, Bonnie did something she didn't know she could do but wished she did sooner. She snapped Damon's neck, taking a moment to revel in the sweet sound of his neck popping and his mouth not moving.

She left him in the kitchen, going back to the living room to retrieve her items, grab Tyler and leave. She no longer had any desire to be here.

"I should probably go and work on the trapping spell, I'll let you guys know when I'm ready." Already standing to go with her, Tyler stood next to Bonnie, wrapping his pinky around hers, giving her subtle comfort. He felt proud when she relaxed slightly and squeezed his pinky.

"Wait!" Jeremy shot up from his spot on the floor to meet Bonnie, or really crowd her space without realizing. "Bonnie, why don't you stay? We could help you, or at least attempt to." The youngest Gilbert blushed shyly, looking her right in the eye, ignoring the boy glaring daggers at him.

Oblivious, Bonnie gave Jeremy an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Jer, I'm...tired. If I crash it'll be at home, and I'd rather that than mess anything up tonight from being tired. See you later?" The human boy deflated slightly by the small rejection but still gave her a smile, and a rolling of the eyes for Tyler who looked extremely smug.

With a chorus of goodbyes and Tyler grabbing her whole hand this time, the werewitch duo were off.

Arriving to her small Prius, Bonnie threw her keys to Tyler, allowing him to drive since she wasn't remotely in the mood.

"Are you gonna say what happened in the kitchen with Damon or am I gonna have to pry it out of you?" Tyler asked, breaking the silence. He started her car and swerved out of the Boarding House driveway.

"I snapped his neck."

"That's it? What for?"

Bonnie bit her lip, something she only did when she was guilty or nervous, and right now she was both.

"Will you believe me if I say I'll tell you later?"

"Nope. But, I hate seeing that miserable look on your face so I'll let it go for now. Damon probably really deserved it so don't sweat it."

The young witch gave him a smile, hoping after she told him the truth it wouldn't break him, like it was currently breaking her.


With the masquerade ball in full swing, the abundance of people and her role in the 'Kill Katherine' plan fulfilled, Bonnie was uneasy. She felt like she needed to be at two places at once. One of those places being by Tyler's side (who was currently agitated, she could feel.) and…there was another presence here that kept pulling her, growing stronger and weaker depending on where she went.

It wasn't until a woman, tall, one shade lighter than Bonnie, with magic practically radiating off of her, walked past. Bonnie felt her legs moving faster than her brain, leaving a still talking Jeremy, in the dust, trying to get the mystery woman's attention.

"Excuse me, do I know you?"

"No, I'm a plus one, I know no one, but it's a great party though."

Was she imagining it? 'No, that pull wasn't normal, and it's only something I've felt with...the Lockwood's…' Bonnie tried to make sense of it.

Then, it hit her.

She was another Bennett.

Bonnie whipped back around to see if she could find her again, but was whisked away by an impatient and slightly concerned Jeremy. She prayed she could find her relative before the night was over.

Pain. All Tyler could feel at this point was pain. The urge to shift and jumbled, incoherent thoughts infiltrated his mind before he could even assess the fact that he just killed someone, an innocent 16 year old girl. One thing he knew was that the only person who could even remotely calm him down is Bonnie. He could almost curse the fact that she wasn't here.

Still, he ignored Caroline's concerned words and weakly croaked out for her to get Bonnie. She hesitated before vamp speeding off, looking for the caramel-colored witch.

The baby vampire frantically looked for the girl she still considered a best friend, (Regardless of the current state of their relationship.) and noticed a head of bouncy chocolate curls, Caroline frantically sped over, almost forgetting to not vamp speed because they were in public, remember.

"Bonnie! It's Tyler!," Grabbing the witch's wrist, the blonde shuffled back to the room Tyler was in, talking too fast to even register, "He triggered his you-know-what!"

"Caroline, stop pulling me! What do you mea-"

Making it to the room, Bonnie saw nothing but chaos and a terrible crime scene. Tyler was holding his head and saying incoherent words while pressed against the wall, Matt was knocked out but thankfully breathing (from what she could see) and a girl they've all known since childhood, was on the floor with a rather awkward neck placement, surely not breathing.

For what was instinct, Bonnie ran to the scared wolf and instantly cradled his head in her arms pulling him close. While he tried to calm down from Bonnie's scent and proximity alone, Tyler still felt erratic and there was one solid thing on his mind, 'his mate, claim her.'

No matter how much the new wolf ignored his instincts, he felt himself inch closer to Bonnie's neck, which Bonnie didn't even remotely notice due to her trying to tell Caroline what to do about Sarah and Matt. Before she could even realize Tyler was no longer leaning on her lap, there was a whisper of 'Mine.' and Tyler suddenly sank his teeth into Bonnie's shoulder biting hard enough to leave a mark, as intended.