The simple two-storey house just in the outskirts of New Orleans was perfect for her job. In her almost long existence, she realised that as long as she didn't raise anyone's suspicion, she could always blend in as a next door girl. That was one of the main things that helped her so far. The far she was from the radar, the safer she was. Something she learnt the hard way.
Oh she was rich, alright! It's just the little she spent and compelled, the more she stayed off the radar.
She must have kept herself from going after Elena sodding Gilbert. And she was nearly overpowered her. Her, Katerina Petrova.
If it for not Kol Mikaelson, she would have lost everything she worked so hard for. She would have ended up as a walking target.
Owing someone her life or even a debt was not something that Katrina Petrova ever want to dwell on. Especially if that someone happened to be a Mikaelson, then it means she was done for. I have almost 500 years of existence she has never one to go all the way near her Bane of existence that runs by the name of Klaus Mikaelson.
This shouldn't be happening. She was Katrina bleeding Petrova for freaking out loud. But the Universe would never stop working against her in every way possible.
She has been avoiding the original family for five centuries for two reasons. The first one being the world's dangerous hybrid ever walk on the earth. The second reason being The annoying original brother who thinks it necessary to wear suits even in extreme summer. The former inflicted great amount of fear in her for life and the latter inflicted great amount of pain and fear in her heart. She experienced too much heart ache through the oldest Mikaelson enough for the life time.
But now, because of her rotten luck, she was stuck with repaying the debt, which sounded sour to her mouth, for yet another Mikaelson. Can the universe be more cruel? It seems the fates are not on her side when it comes to the Mikaelson Family.
Mikaelson, ha really?!
Petrova, what in the bloody hell is wrong with you?
With a sigh, she opened her duffel bag and unpacked what little she carried. Once down, she fell face down on the bed and decided to catch up the little sleep she can manage.
Tomorrow was going to be long day. Scouring the area, finding a witch to do some protection wards, implanting some spies around French Quarter and most of all finding a way to contact Klaus without exposing her identity.
If it goes south, she was as good as dead.
Katerina sighed. She will think about it the morning, she surmised.
With thoughts still swirling around her mind, she drifted off to sleep.
Bonnie Bennett woke up after nearly 18 hours of sleep. She didn't remember the last time she slept so well. What with constant "Save Elena" and "Kill Klaus" and "Kill Silas" campaigns that Damon rallied and inevitably brought every supernatural being in Mystic Falls.
It must be tiring for Damon to maintain his ego, straighten his hair, working on his sass and sarcasm, pissing off every dangerous being they come across, stalking Elena, egging on her and Caroline, being an ass to Stefan and Matt, sleeping around with every girl in his vicinity, nearly exposing their existence to the humans and at last, think that the world revolves around him.
Wow! She didn't know she disliked the eldest Salvatore this much.
And when she was at it, Bonnie realised that she didn't exactly miss anyone in that town.
Well! She did miss Caroline.
Her Care-bear was the only one person she missed with all her heart. Since they were children, her sour mood would vanish whenever she was with the blond vampire. The girl can lighten up the entire planet with her smile.
God! How she missed Caroline.
Then there was Elena.
She was not the same Elena, she was before the arrival of Salvatores.
The only conclusion she could draw about her was that Katherine Pierce is now better than Elena Gilbert.
And Matt. How she missed him!
Bonnie took a deep breath. Now her main focus should be the baby. As she made her way down the stairs toward the kitchen, she saw Klaus cooking. She didn't know what he was cooking but the aroma was just ahhh!!!!
Bonnie raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms, "I see you are busy."
Klaus turned around and a smile that she didn't know he was capable lit up. "Bonnie, love, come and sit. I asked around and made a list of healthy but tasty food for a pregnant woman. Come and eat."
"Didn't know you could cook, Klaus," she said as she walked toward the kitchen counter and sat in the stool.
Klaus shook his head and said, "I stand by what I said, little witch. You are now family. As of last time, you became another little sister for me. And so your well being is my concern."
Bonnie was touched. Though she frowned at the 'little witch' comment, she let it go. But what she didn't know was that the same becoming a title to her in the nearest future. It would become Klaus' nickname for her.
"Elijah came by last night, eager to see you." Klaus put in casually.
Bonnie's eyes widened.
"Don't worry. He, like others, think that the child is mine. And I didn't correct him. But you won't be seeing him anytime soon. I sent him on an errand. It will be days before we see him." Klaus said.
Bonnie nodded. She didn't know what she would do when she encountered the oldest Mikaelson. Well, she thought, Klaus would see to that.
Bonnie frowned, when had she begin to think about Klaus in a positive way.
Well, she thought, may be she begun to trust him with her and her baby's well being.