How did Bonnie feel about her mom dying and not getting a real apology? Let's see.

Part of the Package

Bonnie Driving

Her mom was a vampire. Her mom was a vampire because Damon Salvatore turned her. Damon Salvatore turned her because he didn't want Stefan to have to deal with the guilt of having to turn Bonnie. The only reason killing either witch was even on the table, was because Elijah and the originals kidnapped Elena and told the brothers, either find a way to break the connection between the witches and Esther or the doppelgänger dies. How did Elijah and company know about their mother's plan to kill the originals, and why were they able to kidnap Elena? Because she went to them and told them the plan. So who's mostly at fault for vampire Abby?

Elena. Elena was mostly at fault.

Who does everyone apologize to?

Elena.

Sure, she came to Caroline's to comfort Bonnie and to apologize herself, but Bonnie didn't care. She found out that Elijah sent Elena a note apologizing, and Bonnie got… what? Bonnie got screwed, as usual.

She parked her car in the parking lot of the Grille, and just sat staring at the building. After a few minutes, she shook herself out of her fog and gets out of the car.

When she sees Matt, while busy with customers throw her a small but sympathetic smile, she feels some of her hurt and anger dissolve. When she sat down, he wasted no time running to the kitchen and then returning with a strawberry milkshake, which he sat right in front of her. He grabbed her shoulder and squeezed it in comfort, before being signaled by another customer. At least Matt and Caroline were always willing to be there.

She looked up from her milkshake just in time to see Elena walk in with, who else? The Salvatores, just fucking great. As Elena made her way to Bonnie's table, the brothers followed like the devout dogs they were.

"Hi, Bonnie… How are you?" Elena asked nervously.

"Well, my mom just got turned into a vampire, the worst thing for a witch, by one of your boy toys. And all because you, my 'best friend,' couldn't keep her fucking mouth shut. How do you think I am?" Bonnie tilted her head and gave Elena a blank look.

Although Bonnie still loved Elena, she did not trust her. Because once again, she proved how useless she was at making rational and sound decisions. She did however, prove again how easily she could throw a wrench in any plan, and how extreme Damon and Stefan were in their devotion to her.

Elena gasped, and started to cry. This immediately sparked the Salvatores defense system.

"Listen here, witch. I-"

"No, you listen, you wretched scum. You are lucky that you are even walking around, because everything in me is screaming at me to stab a stake through your heart."

It worried Stefan how calm Bonnie was saying this. Her eyes were extremely blank and distant, almost like she wasn't actually present for the conversation, or like she was thinking of more important things… Like her grocery list.

"Bonnie… Look, we are all sorry about how this turned out. They were threatening Elena's life."

Bonnie nodded her head slightly and gave him a small grin that did nothing to give life to her emerald eyes. It did, however, help to make everyone feel much more comfortable in the situation. Of course Bonnie would understand and forgive. It was in her nature.

"Stefan, if you give me one more bullshit apology, I will lock you in a safe and throw you in the middle of the ocean. I will spell it, so that no witch could possibly find you. And you will spend the rest of your existence drowning, repeatedly, until you desiccate. I never thought I would respect Damon more, out of the two of you. But at least he doesn't pretend to care, like you. At least he is upfront about how much he doesn't care for me. With you, you draw me in with your understanding eyes and words, yet your actions constantly prove me wrong. And I find myself with another knife in the back."

Okay, Damon was worried. Sure, he expected he would get the brunt of her wrath. He never really thought that the witch could stay mad at Elena. And he sure as hell, never thought that she could sit there emotionlessly and threaten Stefan. Stefan was the good one, who nobody can stay mad at, despite his ripper status. That's why Damon decided to be the one to turn Abby, so his brother's image would remain intact. Her tone brooked no room for apology… Hell, no room for anything, really. He would have thought she was a vampire and shut her switch off, if he didn't see how emotion immediately sprang into her eyes anytime she smiled at Mutt.

Did she really think that she didn't matter to him at all? That sent an uncomfortable feeling through his chest and left him feeling queasy. He cared. Of course he cared. Why else, would he prevent Stefan from having to kill and turn Bonnie? He couldn't stand the thought that she might not decide to complete the turn. He cared. He was the Bennett protector, for heaven's sake.

"Bonnie," he tried.

"Blah, blah, blah. You care, blah. You prevented Stefan from turning me, blah. You are the 'Bennett protector,' blah. That may all be loosely true, but let's get real… You guys flipped a coin to see which one of you would have to kill me. The only reason that you decided to step in and kill Abby, instead of letting Stefan kill me, was because you figured that I would be the easier witch to convince to do anything. Just dangle Elena's name and link it with danger, right? And truly, I doubt that you ever protected any Bennett a day of your undead life. My Grams died… because you forced us to open that tomb, for some bitch who wasn't even there and pitted you against your brother. You almost killed me, and you threaten me on an almost daily basis."

Damon stared, confused at how she knew what he was thinking. And how did she know about the coin toss? All of his alarm bells were going off screaming, 'DANGER' but he didn't know why. Bonnie never invoked this reaction before. What was different?

"And now you damned my witch mother to an eternity of being the one thing witches hate most. What a great protector. And all for a face. Seriously, what is with you guys and that doppelgänger face? I mean, anyone who can't come out clearly stating which brother they love is just playing you. And Stefan, while you may hold Elena's heart, Damon holds her interest. Don't you know better to trust a girl with wondering eyes?

Oh wait, you guys aren't really together. Thank goodness, because between Damon confessing his love to her and her kissing him, I was a little worried for you. Damon, it doesn't matter how much of herself she gives to you. You will never have all of her; you will never have her love. Two timing brothers seems to come programmed with that face. She's just stringing you along. Stop being pathetic. And Elena, stop being Katherine… She does it so much better than you. I think it's the no fucks given honesty that she has."

The three stood still as statues, in shock and horror. Bonnie's voice didn't change once during that speech. Damon would have normally attacked by now, but he realized something. Bonnie, or whatever creepy eyed cyborg they replaced her with, was right. Elena was stringing him along, and once again her face has caused a rift between Stefan and him.

Stefan stood there, mouth agape, in awe. Awe that someone finally voiced what he had secretly been thinking. He would never have all of her either. Bonnie was right, cruel but right. Elena's eyes hadn't truly rested on him since she met his brother. I guess it is just the territory that goes with the face.

Elena was panicking. How did she know? Was she really so obvious? She was intrigued and thrilled by Damon's bad boy vibe, and his clear devotion to her. Sure, she kissed him, but it's not like they slept together… yet. SHIT. That was totally Katherine right there. I'm horrible. I'm a horrible person, and Bonnie just called me out on it in front of my… boyfriends?

Bonnie laughed. "See? You all just forgot about me and my mom so quickly. You are so easily diverted by your creepy, repetitive, and drawn out love triangle." She shook her head in disgust. "I'm done. I will not be a part of your save Elena crusade, any longer. I still have one family member still alive, so forgive me for not wanting to risk him."

The love triangle continued to stand, looking at Bonnie, calmly sitting and finishing up her shake. Before anyone could move or say anything, the four of them heard a musical laugh and clapping. They turned to see Elijah, Kol, and Klaus, who quickly sat at Bonnie's table, leaving the other three standing.

Klaus, who was sitting right next to Bonnie, threw an arm over her shoulder. He leaned in conspiratorially and said, "That was truly beautiful, love. A real work of art."

Kol nodded his head in agreement, "Quite possibly, it was the best verbal knockout I have had the pleasure of witnessing."

Elijah smiled, and placed his hand over hers on the table. "I do believe you are finally coming into your own, Miss Bennett."

Bonnie, not so subtly, slid her hand out from under his. She smiled, letting it actually reach her eyes, looking around at the two originals and the original hybrid. "Yes, that is what I hoped for… praise. It certainly wasn't an apology from you," she said as she quickly grabbed a knife and stabbed it into Elijah's hand. "No. Why would I ever believe I was worthy of an apology letter from you. Never mind that you sent Elena a letter for 'kidnapping' her and whatnot. I don't have the Petrova face, and therefore I was not worthy of your thoughts nor your sympathy."

The originals and sprang to attention, Kol and Klaus not sure if they wanted to attack or sit back and watch the witch scour their brother over coals.

Klaus stroked her shoulder, with his hand of the arm that was still tossed over her. "Now, love. Are you sure you want to go toe to toe with one original, let alone three?"

Bonnie smirked and sent a strong blast of magic through their brains. Over their thousand years, many witches had tried to give them aneurisms, including the green eyed one beside them. Never had they felt it so strongly and so painfully. She managed to give all of the supernaturals near her the same feeling, including Damon and Stefan.

"I'm not too concerned. But you should be. Turns out, when you cowards forced the Salvatores to do your dirty work, the universe was watching. As soon as Damon killed my mother, her powers went into me. My powers did not just double, they increased exponentially." Her green eyes glowed brightly. "I wonder, are you three puny originals sure you want to go toe to toe with one extremely powerful and pissed off witch?"

The four vampires, the hybrid, and the doppelgänger all looked at her in shock. The Bennetts were already the most powerful lineage of witches, with Bonnie being the strongest of them yet… especially with her being mostly self-taught and still so young. So, if her powers got magnified, they were worried. Especially, since it seems like her speed and strength seem to have increased to that of a vampire. There was no other way of explaining how none of the supernaturals were able to see or prevent Bonnie from stabbing Elijah.

Bonnie stood up, walked over to the bar to talk to Matt. They talked for a couple of minutes, laughed a bit, before hugging and turning away from each other. Bonnie walked to the door, and before leaving she glance back at her previous table and saw them watching her.

She winked and left.

****END****

I know I often say I had no idea where a story or a chapter was going, but it's so true. I sat down to start this one, and my fingers typed this up before my brain could catch up. I hope you like it!

Until next time… ciao!