Author's Note: It has been too long. I am sorry. School is doing the most right now, plus these last few episodes have made me have to go rethink some of the plot (Abby gone, and the latest episode...). Now I have some sort of plot that will stick, and will enable me to add in little tidbits from the new epsidoes without have to alter anything bad (Canon without actually being it).

Also I own nothing. God I forgot to do this. Disclaimerws are important.

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Another week had past, and things were somewhat getting better. Rebekah had laid off the going different routes to get to class, and was even somewhat talking to Bonnie. But she was still distant. Bonnie was surprised by this. Rebekah was not above grudges, but she was very much proactive in situations like that. When angered, she would do her best to hurt her target in some way.

"Old Politics Bon, don't worry about it."

Bonnie could not help it. Instead she kept an eye out just in case Rebekah would revert to her old ways. In retrospect, Bonnie should have seen this as her not trusting Rebekah. But as a witch, she could not let anything bring harm to an innocent. Fortunately the worst Rebekah did was spill drinks and start small rumors.

Bonnie did not agree with it, and did her best to help alleviate a situation directly and indirectly, but knew Rebekah was playing harmless. She had in truth kept her word. Bonnie just wished she had seen it before.

Her phone rang, signaling a text. It was from Matt. He wanted to hang out with her. Bonnie sent a reply saying she would be there as soon as possible.

It was around nine when she showed up at the grill. Bonnie looked around and saw Matt sitting by himself, although he looked off. She could see how tense he was about something. But what?

As she walked closer to him, the young witch felt the air thicken. Heavy, and clouded. Bonnie looked around to see if people noticed anything strange. They did not. Something was off really off.

Once Bonnie had made her way to Matt, she sat down and put her purse right beside her.

"Hey Matt what's up?"

"Nothing just wanting to see you Bennett."

Bonnie looked up at him. He had not spoken. That voice was feminine, and unknown to her.

"Matt?"

"Sorry, Matt is not available at the moment."

Then figure appeared beside him. This figure was female. Bonnie was astonished at her magical prowess. But of course that was not the only thing impressive about her. She was stunning. She looked to be about in her twenties, she had olive colored skin tone, beautiful steel grey eyes. Her hair was long and brown. She seemed to not be wearing any make up. Her face was heart shaped, and her limbs seemed long. Bonnie felt intimidated by this woman's beauty.

"Who are you?"

The woman smiled at her in the most condescending of ways.

"That is not important. What is important is what I need from you."

"I don't have anything worth while…"

"Oh sweetie, you are a witch from a very distinctive line. You have almost annihilated Niklaus twice, resurrected some boy, and only a few months ago were able to do a complicated spell to separate the Mikealson bloodline. You have a lot to offer."

Bonnie's jaw ticked. Whoever this woman was, knew a lot about Bonnie. As if sensing this the woman continued on with her demonstration of Bonnie's history.

"How is your mother doing? Being a vampire and all, it must be difficult having to deal with that. I imagine it drove her insane. And how is your relationship with your friends? Elena Gilbert? Do you two still hang out as much?"

Bonnie sat still taking in the little tidbits of information of her life, as if this was all new to her. This woman knew her life. She had even gone to tell her about her dead dog, and Bonnie's favorite scarf that she wraps her hair in before bed. Everything.

"How do you…"

"Not important Bonnie, what is important is that you are valuable. A strong, but severely misguided witch. No one is nurturing these gifts. Do you know you can alter reality if you desire?"

"Impossible. That is going against…"

"Nature? No honey. You got it twisted. Of course we have this great connection with nature, but at the same time why should we only bend to its will? It is a connection that gives us power and life. We are one with it. As it helps us, we can change it. But too many witches are ill informed of it."

Bonnie looked at Matt. He was in a daze. Could he hear any of this? Bonnie knew she had to get him out of there. Once again the strange woman broke her reverie with some sort of telepathic skills.

"Oh don't worry about Matt, he is okay."

She gave him a pat on his head. Almost affectionately condescending. Something Rebekah would have done. Bonnie gave a small smile at the thought of her firend, but immediately regretted it in the presence of the strange woman.

"He is just a little too close to the source of magic, and it is almost as if he is drunk on it. You know what happens to people when they get too drunk do you. Some throw up, some end up in cars and drive off bridges. Some just die, an unpleasant and demeaning death."

Bonnie tensed up a little. She knew she had to do something. She looked at the woman, her eyes narrowing. For some reason however magic was not the answer. At least not against this one.

"What do you want?"

"Like I said, you are valuable, Ms. Bennett."

The woman smiled. Bonnie could feel it. She was in a corner and she knew the woman knew it.

Bonnie was about to reply when the woman started to become hazy. As if she was phasing out.

"Where are you going?"

"I grow tired of this place. I need answer though, the sight of the hundred dead witches, Bonnie. Midnight of the winter solace."

With that she was gone. Everything went back to normal, Bonnie could hear Matt talking to her as if they were in the middle of a conversation. She nodded her head, but she was not there. Something was amiss, and Bonnie knew she was going to have to find out what.

A/N: Poor ending...sorry. Anyway the next chapter is a confrontation that I need to happen. No not Bonnie and Rebekah, though it will happen that chapter. Also I have changed my name; Thegoldennerd. It's good to be back.

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