A/N - I'm so sorry this is so short! To make up for it, I've already written chapter 3, which is about four times as long as this and, I think, much more exciting. I'll put it up maybe on Thursday? So we all get a chance to appreciate The Originals in the meanwhile and in my case, lament on the fact that Klaroline still aren't together (like what are the writers even doing? I hate Genevieve so much now, and I just really want to punch her in the face.)

Whew. Sorry about that, I'm just way too emotional over TV programmes :)

Disclaimer - If I did own TVD, I would ressurrect half of the dead characters (RIP Tom Avery, you were the cutest:'( ) and kill half of the living ones *cough* Elena *cough. I miss #S1-3 Elena)

The two girls sat there side by side, in a slightly-awkward silence until Bonnie spoke up.

"Well, Rebekah's out of the question." She gave a small nervous laugh, but Elena didn't reply.

"I can't ask Finn. I barely know him, and he's taken. I'm pretty sure Sage would rip me apart if I so much as went near him."

"Not Klaus either," Bonnie added. "He's with Caroline now, and you don't want to give him a reason to start looking to your family as more potential blood bags. Plus," she said softly. "He's the first guy, apart from Tyler, who hasn't got to her after you dumped them or rejected them." Elena frowned at her, but she shook her head. "No offence 'Lena, but you know it's true."

"I wasn't going to go there anyway," Elena replied. "Klaus scares me."

"Okay," Bonnie summarized. "So, that leaves Kol, and Elijah."

They were silent for a minute before Bonnie spoke up. "Please don't choose Kol."

Elena gave a small laugh. "I wasn't going to, believe me. He's just too..."

"What?" Bonnie asked. "Too...?"

"...Cocky. And he's a bit too much of a flirt for my taste."

"Saying the girl who kissed Damon Salvatore," reminded Bonnie.

"That's different! Damon's not a thousand years old."

"So?"

"So... Wait. Bonnie Bennett. Do you like this guy?"

Bonnie huffed good-naturedly. "You just sounded so much like Care."

Elena frowned. "Don't change the subject. Okay, so Kol's off too. You can help yourself. Which leaves me with... Elijah."

She looked at Bonnie, and Bonnie shrugged. "What, you get on well with him."

"Yes, as a friend," Elena pointed out. "I can't exactly just say to him: Hey Elijah, I know we haven't spoken for a while, but I need you to get me pregnant and fulfill my long-term wish of becoming a mother." She grimaced. "It had to be like this, didn't it? This spell had to require an ORIGINAL vampire to get me pregnant. Elijah isn't that guy, Bonnie. He doesn't get people pregnant just because they ask him to. I don't think I can do this."

"Yes you can," Bonnie encouraged. "Think about it. Elijah is would be a perfect father for your baby. He's honorable and kind and a proper gentleman, like someone straight out of a Jane Austen book. Plus, he's got a thousand years on us, Elena. He's bound to be good in bed."

Elena frowned. "Bonnie. I'm being serious here. I'm not looking for a relationship, I just want to get pregnant, and Elijah doesn't seem like the sort of man who would just sleep with someone and then leave them. He's all about commitment. See, this is why someone like Kol would be so much better," she said, and then amended "but because you're my best friend, I won't do that" as Bonnie glared at her.

"Why don't you just go to a club and hook up with someone there?" Asked Bonnie. "It would be easy, they'd be willing, and no strings attached."

"I want to actually know who the father is," Elena said firmly. "I mean, there'll come a time when my son or daughter'll be asking who their father is, and I want to be able to tell them that I know exactly who they are and that they're a good person. I could be hooking up with criminals or drug addicts for all I know if I went with your plan."

"Okay," Bonnie said. "New plan. I think you should go to New Orleans."

"What?" Elena frowned. "Why New Orleans?"

"I think Stefan and Damon have been keeping you so wrapped up in all your drama that you can't even see the world around you. New Orleans is where the Originals moved to, remember? They've been there at least six months now."

"Wow. Okay, I can't just go down to Louisiana. Stefan and Damon, especially Damon, are like hawks, they wouldn't let me go anywhere."

"Then screw them," Bonnie scoffed. "They don't own you. They won't even know you've gone, since Caroline's not here, so the only person who'll know where you are is me, and I can handle myself against two vampires."

"I don't care if I have to pack your suitcase for you, you will do this," Bonnie ordered, standing up and pulling Elena upstairs after her. "You will go there, and you will figure something out.

"Okay, okay!" Elena said, giving in. "Fine. I guess I'm going to New Orleans then."

Bonnie grinned. "Yes you are. Tomorrow. No arguing."