SPECIES

Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe of Season 6 - TVD finale

Bonnie & Kai

From: Lovely Vero


Chapter 1

"You're always on my mind."


Warning! This present chapter includes a sex dream scene (sequence); where Bonnie gave her complete consent to experience a sexual intercourse. This said it could trigger an uneasiness for some readers that she has been abused or raped. Please read with caution, if the subject is sensible to you.


The new Mystic Falls…

"I think I made my choice, did you make yours?" Damon Salvatore studied the choices of dishes for the tenth of times, while taking a few glances above the menu at her female companion; his fiery sight sliding on the deep neckline of her red silk dress.

He finally dropped the menu on the table, before letting the tip of his fingers hitting its wood in rhythmic beat of annoyance.

"I don't know, I'm still looking at the menu, Damon." Bonnie Bennett replied, while sliding her sight on the white sheet, French (none translated) dishes, and their very expensive prices.

"You've been looking at the damn menu for at least fifteen minutes now!" Damon mumbled, between clenched teeth, bending his chest over the impeccable white tablecloth. "Make a damn choice already!"

"Mm…" Bonnie let the sound escape her lips, indifferent of her companion's impatience. "Well, I'm sorry; but I would truly like to order something different than a "Hamburgeois" and a "bière" for once?" She commented with a French accent, before raising her head and sight at him, a sly smile plastered on her red lips.

"A "Hamburgeois"?" Damon raised an eyebrow, with stupefaction.

"A hamburger and a beer, Damon!" Bonnie replied, pulling her tongue at him.

"I perfectly now what a "Hamburgois" is, Bon-Bon!" He pulled his tongue back at her, in a playful way.

"You're incorrigible; Damon Salvatore." Bonnie commented, under her sudden burst of laughter; before dropping the menu on the table to stare at him.

"And you're gorgeous tonight, Bonnie." He commented, sincerely, under her sudden blushing.

"I … No, don't say that, please … It's the dress." Bonnie replied, lowering her head and blushed cheeks away from his insistent gaze; her hands nervously brushing the skirt of her dress.

"I beg the difference." Damon complimented, once more. "You're a beautiful woman; and you know it."

The past few weeks something has completely changed in their dynamic. When Elena Gilbert had fallen into her deep sleeping state; Damon had been resentful at the world, but mostly at Bonnie for losing the love of his life. After all, wasn't it true that she was linked to the brunette in a "live or die" Russian roulette? Thanks to Kai Parker; who had brilliantly played his last set of cards, even at a few hours of his death. "Hate" could not even cover in a single word the extent of resentment she was carrying in her heart for the guy. Sometimes, late in the night, she would wake up in a sweat, her heart beating like a drum, after yet an additional nightmare. Usually it was the same scenario, over and over; she was alone, in her house, and Kai would suddenly manifest himself. She would try to push him away with her magic, while soon realizing that it was hopeless – She was magic-less. She would run away, but he would chase after her – And then, she would wake up extenuated by this on-going battle in her head.

Then, it has been the continual real battle, this time, between the team and the heretics to keep Mystic Falls safe. Two years of struggling to keep the city safe from their malefic intentions. Unexpectedly and surprisingly they had left the town; finally giving them the chance to come back to a "normal life".

"Well, you're not so bad yourself." Bonnie replied, smiling.

"It never crossed my mind that you thought I was pleasing to the eyes?" Damon shrugged, playfully.

"You're kidding, right? You have a huge length mirror in this gigantic bedroom of yours; don't tell me you never took a look at yourself?" She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, a small laughter escaping her lips.

"It never crossed my mind that you thought of my bedroom, Miss Bennett?" He locked his sight with hers, for a few more seconds than necessary; making Bonnie lowered her head to hide her red cheeks, once more.


The waiter finally came to take the orders a few minutes later, and they savored their delicious meals, between laughter and small conversation.

"You got something on the corner of your lips, just there." Damon commented, while pointing toward his own right corner.

"What?" Bonnie brushed a few of her fingers on the said corner, but without being able to clean herself properly.

"Let me." Damon softly grabbed her chin, while brushing his thumb on the length of her bottom lip, before removing the small crumbs of chocolate cake from their right corner. "There." He added, his fiery sight suddenly locked with hers. "Bonnie…" He whispered, slowly lowering his head.

"Damon…" She replied, while closing her eyes; only to finally feel his lips brushing on hers.

"Damon, Bonnie!" The loud calls startled them in the middle of their embrace. They rapidly parted, both turning their heads at Stefan and Caroline who were making their way between the tables.

"For God sake, Stefan; you don't need to yell, I'm maybe near two hundred years old, but I'm not deaf!" Damon mumbled, under clenched teeth; before throwing his napkin on the table.

"What is it, guys?" Bonnie inquired, with red cheeks and a shy smile plastered on her face.

In many ways this first dinner shared with Damon felt like she was cheating on Elena… But, when she was with Damon; it felt also "good" and she could not deny herself that pleasure anymore… And after the kiss...

"I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner, Bonnie." Stefan presented his deepest apologies with a hand gesture. "Though I still can't understand why you would share a meal with my "pain in the ass" brother?" He added, mostly mocker.

"Oh would you just shut the fuck up and say what you have to say already?!" Damon growled, unhappy.

"It's Elena!" Caroline clapped her hands together, excitedly. "You will not believe what just happened."

"What is it? What … What is happening to Elena?" Damon promptly rose on his legs.

"She's back, Damon – She reopened her eyes!" Stefan grabbed both shoulders of his brother.

"Wait, what? How … How is this even possible?" Damon shook his head, in disbelief. "Who's with her now?"

"Matt and Alaric are at her bedside." Stefan informed, smiling.

"Elena woke up? She really woke up?" Bonnie rose on her legs herself, her mouth now wide opened.

"She woke up, Bonnie – She woke up!" Carolina grabbed her friend to give her a hug. "Can you believe it?"

"Wow, it's unbelievable!" Bonnie exclaimed, with a forced smile plastered on her lips.

"I have to go … I'm so sorry, Bon-Bon; I need to be with her." Damon excused himself, while turning on himself to face his dinner date.

"Of course, go; don't worry about me!" Bonnie waved her hand toward the restaurant exit. No one ever worried about Bonnie Bennett anyway…

"Aren't you coming?" Stefan asked Bonnie.

"I … Someone needs to pay the bill." She found the only excuse that seemed legit at the present moment.

"I'll catch up with the both of you." Caroline yelled to Stefan who was already rushing behind his brother. "I'm so sorry, Bonnie." She turned her head back toward her friend, before grabbing her left hand.

"Why? What are you talking about? Elena is back … It's just … Incredible!" Bonnie exclaimed, tears filling her eyes. "I'm really happy for her."

"Bonnie… It's me – You don't have to hide your feelings or lie to me." Carolina shook her head, compassionately. "You were on your first date with Damon, and now …"

"What? No, stop it … This is ridiculous, this wasn't a date – It was a meal shared between two friends." Bonnie shook her head, while grabbing her clutch bag to find money to pay the bill. "Now, go … Go be with Elena." She ordered her friend.

"Aren't you coming?" Caroline titled her head, hopeful.

"I'll give her time; I'm sure she'll be tired with all the commotion around her." Bonnie explained; forcing herself to smile.

"Ok, then. But, call me if you need me, ok?" Caroline gave her friend a last hug, before turning on her heels.

"I'll do that." Bonnie replied, while trying to hold it together, at least until she could reach her home.


Bonnie locked the front door of her house, lowering her back on the wood panel; while raising her right hand over her mouth to silence her sobbing. She had drove from the restaurant to her house, with a tick veil of tears blurring her eyes.

For an unexplained reason, once again, she felt used and abused by life. She had no right to feel betrayed by Damon, but she couldn't help herself to feel this way; in top of being extremely selfish for not carrying for Elena's return. Her best friend had come back to the world of the living; and yet she could only think about her own feelings – What was that saying about her?

She wiped her teary eyes with the back of her right hand, before kicking her red high heels shoes in a corner of the living room; slowly dragging her feet toward the back of her house, before entering her bedroom.

Bonnie stared at her own reflection in the body length mirror; suddenly coming to a halt to meet her empty gaze and puffy eyes. She pushed the straps of her new dress on her upper arms and forearms; letting the fabric slide sensually down on her hips and thighs, before letting it fall into a small pile of silk at her feet; now only dressed of her black lace bra and matching tong panties. She angrily kicked her dress away, unhooking her bra to let it fall on the floor as well, before pulling a few Kleenex from a nearby box, whipping her mascara, blush and lipstick off her face, before furiously and unexpectedly grabbing a nearby bottle of perfume to throw it on the mirror, in a loud shard of glass.

"It's all you fault! I hate you, I hate you Kai!" She spat her anger loudly at the warlock memory; before letting herself fall on the floor; closed fists hitting the wood in rhythmic strokes.

Bonnie Bennett cried, and yelled, and cried again for a good hour; with no one to calm her down or comfort her. She finally found the courage within herself to raise back on her legs, before grabbing her white nighty placed on a hook behind the bedroom door, only to drag her tired legs and feet toward the bed.

She needed to sleep, she needed to forget about everything, if only for the time space of a few hours. Forget about Damon, about Elena's return … "Him"; mostly him! Her head became heavier on the pillow, with her eyelids finally lowering their dark curtains on her troubled mind…


In this present dream everything felt safe and good at the same time. She was lying on her bed, eyes kept closed, with a light cool breeze brushing her body. She could feel a male presence near her, the weight of his body taking a sitting position near her own on the mattress; and strangely it soothed her soul.

"Shush… I'm here." The soft whisper came through her blurry mind; having an instantaneous calming effect on her, with the brush of a few fingers pushing a few loose strands of hair away from her forehead.

"You're beautiful." The stranger's voice confessed in a low murmur, his lips softly brushing her right earlobe, while creating a range of intense shivers down in her spine.

Bonnie suddenly felt his weight being lifted of the mattress. She instinctively raised her right arm and hand to grab his wrist.

"Don't… Don't… Don't leave me…" She begged him, through her blurry mind.

"Oh baby, I'm not about to leave you." The voice silenced her worries; before she could release her grip on him and lower her arms back on the bed.

She stretched her body like a cat, a blissful smile spreading on her lips … He wasn't going anywhere… He would stay with her… That was quite reassuring. She finally felt his weight back on the mattress.

"Oh!" She let a surprised cry escape her parted lips; feeling both of his hands sliding around her waist to bring her back in full contact with his muscular naked body.

Even through the fog of her dream, Bonnie could feel that he was tall and muscular… Her petite figure being the perfect match for his strong body. But wasn't this dream meant to be the realization of her deepest sexual fantasies?

"Shit, you feel so damn good!" Her fantasy man confessed, hoarsely, lips sliding sensually on the right side of her neck to leave a trail of fire. He, then, rubbed his hard erection, in a rhythmic "up and down" pushes, down on her lower back and buttocks; softly caressing the silky skin of her legs, while raising both hands upward to reach the hem of her nighty, only to cup her sex with his right, letting a loud growl escape his throat while discovering her intense wetness through the thin fabric of lace.

"Black sexy Tong? Naughty girl!" He gently teased; pinching her pink bundle of nerves between two of his fingers, under her loud moan of pain and arousal.

"It… It hurts!" Bonnie cried out more; squirming to release the intense pressure she felt in her entire body.

"Shush! I'm about to show you how pain and pleasure are closely linked." He started to teach her; hands caressing the soft skin of her hips, stomach, brushing the thin scar on her chest, more time than necessary, before cupping both of her breasts, only to pinch her erected nipples with the same madness and intensity.

He suddenly, and abruptly, turned his female lover on her back; pushing her panties down on her legs; before tearing her nighty in two parts, under her loud cry of surprise; the weight of his body covering her own in a time space of a few seconds; his mouth finding the forbidden fruit of his sexual addiction, in a mix of sucking the tender flesh of her breasts with the wetness of his lips, and biting hard her nipples with his teeth.

Bonnie's head rolled on the pillow, her back arched to the maximum, legs spread wide under the sexual call to mate with him.

"Fuck, fuck! It wasn't supposed to be like this." He growled, unhappy; before turning her body around, once more, to make her lie down on her stomach. "Raise your ass, arched your back, and opened your legs wide for me."

Bonnie obliged, feeling the soft caress of his right hand slide down on her back bones, only to die on her buttocks. This was without a single doubt, the best sexual experience of her life. And who would care if it was a dream? Certainly not her!

"Tell me that you want this? Tell me that you want me?" He asked, grabbing a hand full of her hair to forcefully pull her head near his own; his lips now brushing her earlobe.

"I want this, I want you…" Bonnie confessed, under her heavy breathing. "Kiss me, please?" She turned her head, hopeful of finally taste his mouth.

"No baby, kiss aren't meant for dreams. One day perhaps? In reality?" He replied, in a soft whisper. "Grab the iron bars of your bed with both hands; I'm about to fuck the life out of you." He added, with a cut order; only to bury himself deep inside of her, in one single swift.

It did hurt like a bitch! Bonnie had no time to prepare her body for his large and tick invasion; his powerful thrusts leaving her in pain and intensively aroused at the same time, and this under her loud panting and moans.

She felt torn about her twisted desire – Was this really her? He was right though; this is exactly what she wanted – This mix of intense pain and pleasure invading her body. It startled her a little when she felt his fangs entering the soft skin of her neck, intensifying the sexual experience to a rapid crescendo. It's with a large dose of surprise that she felt the first contractions of her walls invade her entire body, leaving her unable to restrain herself from yelling when her orgasm hit her hard.

"Fuck!" He let himself come inside of her with a loud groan; before letting his weight fall on her exhausted body.


A few days later…

"What got you so stressed?" Carolina questioned her friend; while standing in front of the counter of the coffee shop.

"I don't know; I just experienced something strange." Bonnie responded, as simple explanation.

"Latte with soya and a hint of cinnamon?" The counter waitress called the received order to find the said customer.

"It's me!" Bonnie waved, before grabbing the cardboard glass.

"Cappuccino, double shot of chocolate, with whip cream and chocolate on top?" The counter waitress asked once more; while rolling her eyes at the extravaganza choice of coffee.

"Oh, it's me, it's me!" Caroline clapped her hand, excitedly; before grabbing the glass herself.

"Happy this makes your day, honey!" The waitress rolled her eyes, once more, before serving another customer.

"What's her problem? Can someone treat herself with loads of sugar from time to time?" Caroline commented; while frowning at the waitress.

"Don't mind her; let's find a place to sit; shall we?" Bonnie suggested, nodding toward an isolated corner of the terrace, before taking her own sitting position at a small bistro table.

"So? Are we going to talk about the elephant in the room or are we going to avoid the said elephant much longer?" Caroline addressed the issue.

"At the present moment, Elena is not really my mean concern." Bonnie swallowed a lump in her throat, lowering her sight on her joined hands holding her coffee.

"Not your main concern: Elena who you've been ignoring the calls for days? Really?" Caroline arched an eyebrow, before taking a large sip of her coffee; whip cream covering her upper lip.

The loud beep sound of Bonnie's cellphone startled them both; before Caroline could grab it to take a look at the caller I.D.

"It's Damon?" Caroline showed Bonnie the caller.

"I don't want to talk to him." Bonnie shook her head; with a hand gesture.

"As you wish." Caroline shrugged, before pressing "ignore" on the device.

"Did you … I mean…" Bonnie's cheeks took a deep red color. "Did you ever had a sex dream?"

"What do you mean by a sex dream?" Caroline arched both eyebrows in a comical way. "Can you be more specific? Do you mean when you dream that you're making love to a guy?"

"You know …. The kind that …" Bonnie swayed in her chair, uncomfortably.

"Bonnie Bennett, did you have a "wet" dream?" Caroline exclaimed, loudly; with her mouth wide opened.

"Shush! For God sake, Caroline; could you lower your tone of voice?" Bonnie grabbed her friend's left wrist as a gesture to tell her to stop. "People could hear you!"

"Was it about Damon? Is that the reason why you're avoiding his call or avoiding Elena?" Caroline bended her chest up-front, near the table, while whispering the question.

"No, it was not about Damon; and no, it's not the reason why I'm avoiding Elena." Bonnie shook her head; rolling her eyes.

"So you've dreamed about a total stranger then? Did you came?" Caroline asked, winking.

"Caroline!" Bonnie shouted her name, mostly dumbfounded and shocked beyond belief.

"You just told me that you had a wet dream … Therefore, you know?" The blonde vampire shook her set of curls, comically.

"It's more complicated than that…" Bonnie whispered; nervously rubbing her hands together.

"You're frightening me now, what's up, Bonnie?" Caroline asked, suddenly concerned.

"I don't know … I can't explain it." The witch shook her head. "It felt real. When … When I woke up, my panties were on the floor, my nightie was torn, the flat sheet was down at the foot of the bed, and the bed has moved also. Not to add that the next day my body was soared, and I couldn't even sit!"

"Fuck! The wet dream was that good?" Caroline winked, with a small laughter; before taking another sip of her coffee.

"It's not funny, Caroline; and …" Bonnie mumbled, under clenched teeth.

"Sorry, sorry … And?" The female vampire inquired more; while trying to keep a straight face.

"And … There was blood." Bonnie reluctantly responded. "And I was … I mean, "wet" between my legs."

"What do you mean blood?" Caroline choked a little bit, wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin. "Well, as for you being aroused, it's what a wet dream is for after all, no? I guess your body reacted to the stimulation of the images you were seeing?"

"I mean blood on the pillow." Bonnie locked her sight with her friend's. "I know, but I mean … I was really wet between my legs, like it had really happened."

"Damn!" Carolina opened her eyes widely. "Do you think you could have … I don't know scratch your face of something; in the heat of the moment? You know, dreams can have a huge impact on your subconscious and conscious mind – I guess you needed some kind of a sexual release after all the stress you had to pass through."

"No, no …" Bonnie shook her head. "I had no visible scratch on my face, or marks on my neck".

"Marks on your neck? Do you think a vampire could have … I mean, Do you think it was Damon?" Caroline questioned, with much surprise. "Maybe he sneaked inside your bedroom?"

"How many times do I need to tell you that it wasn't Damon consciously or subconsciously?" Bonnie snapped back to her friend; hitting both closed fists on the bistro table. "Elena is back from her sleeping state, and he's with her now; it's not like I'm on the top of his priorities list."

"Ok, ok … I'm just trying to help, Bonnie." Caroline shrugged, apologetically. "As for being in the bottom of Damon's priorities, are you sure?" She grabbed Bonnie's cellphone; while showing her friend the missed call.

"Give me that." Bonnie grabbed her cellphone, before burying the device in her purse.

They stood there in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the passerby while sipping the last gulps of their afternoon treats.

"Can you at least tell me if you … Well, you know?" Caroline winked, playfully.

"Caroline, you're incorrigible!" Bonnie snapped back at her; a small laughter escaping her lips.

"Well, a mystery, hot man enters your dream; make love to you to the point of you not being able to walk the next morning." Caroline enumerated on her fingers, before being cut in the middle of her sentence. "I'm just wondering if he did his job right."

"It was rougher than "making love"." Bonnie let the truth escape her lips.

"It was … What?" Caroline shook her head, dumbfounded. "Rougher than that?"

"Well, you know what I mean, right?" Bonnie shrugged her shoulders. "What? Why are you looking at me like I'm a freak - I can't control my subconscious mind, you just told me that yourself!" She protested, vehemently.

"Rougher than Jeremy?" Caroline asked; crossing her arms in front of her chest, with a smirk appearing on the right side of her pink lips.

"No comparison can even be made! I never came that strongly with Jeremy." Bonnie rolled her eyes to the blue sky. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry…" She raised her right hand over her parted lips. "That's not what I meant to say at all … I meant it as…" She stammered through her confession.

"Bonnie, it is ok." Caroline tried to calm her friend, while grabbing her left hand in her two own. "I think the stress of the past few days got the better of you; Elena woke up from her sleeping state, Damon is with her now … And … I know… I know how you felt, and probably still feel about Damon…" She added, compassionate. "And, what's wrong with building a dream when and where a sexy man appear and give you the best sex of your life?" She winked, playfully.

"Thank you, Carolina; I'm being silly about all this … I know." Bonnie nodded, while addressing a shy smile to her friend.

"You know I have the same worries than you." Caroline shrugged her shoulders, a veil of sadness filling her eyes. "Elena came back; maybe … I mean; maybe I'll lose Stefan now."

"If there is something that I'm certain is that Stefan fell hard for you." Bonnie replied, truthfully. "He's with you now, and he loves you; stop worrying for nothing."


"Are you avoiding me?" Elena Gilbert stood on Bonnie's front porch; arms firmly crossed over her chest. "It's been two weeks! »

"Elena!" Bonnie exclaimed, a huge smile spreading on her lips.

"Bonnie!" Elena exclaimed, while returning a smile to her friend and forgetting about her discontent.

It did not take very long for both women to jump simultaneously into a tight and sincere hug.

"I've missed you!" Elena exclaimed, tears filling her eyes.

"I've missed you more." Bonnie responded, truthfully. "Come inside." She took her friend's right hand before pulling her inside her home. "How are you feeling, any side effects?" She inquired, slowly walking toward the living room.

"Not at the moment, none that I have noticed." Elena shrugged, before taking a sitting position, beside her friend, on the sofa. "It took me a few days to get back on my feet; so to speak … I think my muscles have been on rest mode for too long, you know?"

"It's truly a miracle that you're back." Bonnie let a huge smile spread on her lips, grabbing both of Elena's hands in hers.

"It is … It truly is." Elena nodded. "I heard you had to battle the heretics the past two years? And … I also heard Damon's and Stefan's mum left town?"

"That's what they told you?" Bonnie raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Isn't it the truth?" Elena questioned her friend.

"It's not my place to talk to you about Damon's mother." Bonnie shook her head, lowering her sight, before rising on her legs to place herself in front of the bay window.

"But it was your place to be his friend the past two years, wasn't it?" Elena inquired.

"Do you blame me for that part, Elena?" Bonnie turned on herself to face her friend; a dumbfounded expression plastered on her face.

"No, that's not what I've said or meant." Elena shook her head. "I just … I just know how easy it is to love Damon; and I wondered if …" She shrugged, apologetically.

"And you wondered if we are now an romantic item?" Bonnie rolled her eyes to the ceiling, a loud sigh escaping her lips. "If this was the case, wouldn't he be with me right now?"

"I would totally understand, you know?" Elena added, with much indulgence.

"Oh, of course you would." Bonnie bit her bottom lip, in annoyance. "And then, the both of us would feel bad about our betrayal; and Damon would come rushing back to you."

"Bonnie! Why are you saying this to me?" Elena questioned with wide opened eyes.

"Well, simply because it is the fucking truth, Elena." Bonnie lashed out; her chest rising under her heavy breathing. "And let me reassure you, Damon and I, we are not in a romantic relationship; and never have been."

"I didn't mean to seem ungrateful." Elena shook her head. "I know that you've been his friend the past two years."

Bonnie grabbed the edge of an nearby table; her right hand rose over her mouth to hold a sudden nausea.

"Bonnie are you ok?" Elena promptly raised herself on both legs, suddenly worried by her friend's discomfort.

"It's not like you've asked about my health before?" The witch mumbled, under clenched teeth.

"What? Of course I'm worrying about you! Are you sick?" The tall brunette replied, with much indignation.

"I experienced a few nauseas the past few days, nothing to worry about." She dismissed Elena's worries with a hand gesture. "Listen Elena – It was truly great to see you again… But, I need to rest now, if you don't mind of course?" Bonnie asked her to leave, a shy smile raising both corners of her lips.

"Sure." Elena nodded, before following her friend toward the small entrance. "Can we talk soon?"

"Yes, of course we can talk; very soon!" Bonnie gave her friend a last hug, before closing her eyes, leaning her back to the closed door, a sigh of relief escaping her parted lips.


One week later …

"So, Miss Bennett." The male physician greeted; entering the small examination room, a large smile plastered on his face.

"Hi, Doctor Johnson." Bonnie nodded, respectfully. "Do you have my tests results?"

"Indeed, I do." The middle age man took a sitting position on a stool; before opening her medical file in front of his sight. "The nurse told me that you had experienced a few symptoms the past few weeks? Headaches? Dizziness? Nauseas? Some vomiting in the morning?"

"Yes." The brunette agreed, nervously rubbing her hands together. "What's wrong with me?"

"Medically speaking? Well, I can reassure you that nothing is wrong with you." The physician responded, with a large grin.

"Nothing is wrong?" Bonnie repeated, dumbfounded; but relieved.

"Nothing. You're simply expecting." He added.

"Expecting? Expecting what?" She inquired, with big wide eyes.

"A baby, Miss Bennett." He informed. "You're pregnant...Let me check the info in your chart… Oh yes! Three weeks already."

"I don't understand…" She shook her head, completely dumbfounded. "I can't be pregnant – It's impossible!"

"Well, it's normal to feel disoriented and surprised while learning your new "mom to be" status." The physician explained; calmly. "I suppose you were active sexually the past weeks? Do you know the father? Do you wish to keep this baby? Do you want to learn about alternative choices?"

"I … I don't know … I have to go …" She shook her head, grabbing her purse while raising back on her legs to reach the exit door. Everything became finally clearer in her mind now.

"Do you want to take an appointment with a councillor, perhaps?" The gynecologist suggested, mostly concerned.

"No, no… I just want to leave for now… I need to think… Thank you." She turned the handle, before storming out of the consultation room.


Bonnie Bennet opened the front door of her house; stepping inside the small entrance, before locking the panel behind her back. She kept the room lightless, while slowly reaching the living room through the penumbra of the night; slowly dragging her feet on the wood floor, before throwing her purse on the nearest armchair.

"Show yourself; stop being the coward that you are." She called, loudly, with a toneless voice.

For a few minutes she stood there, closed fists placed on each side of her tensed body, her chest raising under her heavy breathing, with only silence to respond to her present request.

"Fuck Kai, show yourself!" She shouted, angrily; while throwing a crystal vase on the opposite wall.

"It took you long enough to figure it out." A male voice finally answered her; creating a range of shivers down in her spine. "And be careful with the broken glass; I don't want you to cut yourself."

She slowly turned on herself before facing her greatest nightmare being brought back to life.

"Malachai Parker!" She pronounced his entire name, disdainfully; under clenched teeth, a rose chin, and sight locked with his own.

"Bonnie Bennett." The dark figure called, with a single nod. "So, what do we do? Do we shake hands, like old acquaintances?" He inquired, a smirk raising both corners of his manly lips; hands crossed over his chest. "After our shared past together? What was it already? Oh right! You stabbed me, I stabbed you, we played cat and mouse … I left you behind, you left me behind … Sincerely, if people did not know us, they would probably think that we were married!" He let a dry laughter escape his lips.

"Go fuck yourself!" Bonnie lashed out, taking a few calculate steps to reach his standing position.

"No, I actually believe that I fucked you!" He straightened his shoulders, a large grin plastered on his face. "Remember?"

The slap came rushing on his left cheek; Bonnie's palm cutting the air in a strong hit.

"Ouch! I did not see that one coming." Kai raised his left hand to feel the red burn on his cheek. "Are you fishing for compliments on your new "bitch" behavior, Bonnie?"

She promptly raised her other palm, ready to hit again; before letting a cry escape her lips at the strong grip of his hand on her wrist.

"Easy now, Bon-Bon, I don't want you all stressed out, considering your present condition." He lowered his fiery sight on her belly.

"You despicable!" She spat to his face; before feeling herself being pushed at arm length.

"It's all you have for me: despicable?" Kai shrugged, mostly amused.

"I should have known it was you. The minute Elena came back from her sleeping state, I should have known." Bonnie shook her head, before grabbing two hands full of her hair; nervously pacing back and forth on the length of the Persian rug placed in front of the sofa.

"Mm… I give you that; after all this time, you were quite a disappointment to me." He leaned his back on the wall, both arms crossed over his bulged chest. "But, you were too busy batting your eyelashes at the prince vampire: Oh Damon, Oh Damon, kiss me - kiss me, please?!" He mocked, openly; pushing his lips together in a kissing gesture. "It was quite pathetic, I'm telling, you to watch the both of you. Why would you have to beg to be kissed, Bonnie? I freely fucked you for God sake?"

Bonnie rushed to placed herself at a near inch of his standing position, her chin raised, fiery sight locked with his, closed fists placed on each side of her tensed body.

"Shut your damn mouth!" She growled, angrily.

"And If I'm not shutting my damn mouth, what are you going to do about it? Mm?" Kai asked, lowering his head near hers; forehead against forehead. "You should actually thank me, I released your insipid and boring friend, Elena Gilbert, from her sleeping state."

"You killed Joe and her unborn twins on her wedding day, you murdered your entire Covent family, you injured my friends, you've put Elena in a sleeping state for more than two years; and that is without adding the pain you inflicted me the night of the wedding." She spat to his face, tears filling her eyes.

"I wonder what made you hurt the most in all my sins, though." Kai raised an eyebrow, questioning. "Was it me killing my sister? Injuring your friends? Cursing your friend Elena? Or was it really the fact that I'd inflicting pain on you?"

"What… What do you mean?" Bonnie swallowed a lump in her throat, redness suddenly filling her chins.

"And, technically you should thank me for delivering Elena from her sleeping state; I freed her, way earlier than her time." Kai tilted his head, comically. "So tell me; how was it between you and Damon, really? I mean knowing that the love of his life was kept in a sleeping state because of "you"; couldn't have been easy for the poor lard?" He shrugged, apologetically.

"Do you find any joy in torturing me? Was it … Was it a payback time for leaving you behind? Is that why you put that sleeping curse on Elena? Testing me if I would kill myself to save her?" Bonnie pointed a straight finger to her chest. "Why didn't you come at me instead of hurting my friends?"

"Deep down inside, you perfectly know why I did it – But …" He let a long and loud sigh escape his lips. "You're so not ready to tell yourself the truth."

"How are you alive?" Bonnie inquired, dryly, while omitting to listen to his own say; her sight kept in an intense exchange with his. "You were dead; decapitated by Damon?"

"(A)-The guy is a moron – If he only thought for a single second that I wouldn't hear him approach me, or have some kind of a backup plan." Kai shook his head, in annoyance.

"Motus!" Bonnie took a strong breath inside her lungs, before reciting the incantation; raising both palms to project her magic on the warlock. Unfortunately for her, it seemed that it did not have any effect on Kai. In a prompt reaction of his part he locked her in his arms, her back now glued to his chest; both of her wrists kept in a solid hold of his arms and hands.

"Let go of me, Kai!" She busted, squirming to free herself from his grip of steel but without being able to succeed.

"Deep down you knew that I was alive; don't deny it, Bonnie." Kai whispered near her right ear; his lips barely brushing the soft skin of her higher neck. "Or at least; you always had doubts that I could have found a loophole." He added. "And even if you hate me, you have this uncontrollable admiration for me, admit it?"

"You're delusional!" Bonnie shook her head, in pure disgust. "And don't touch me!" She warned him, still squirming like a tigress.

"Oh… But baby; we both know that I've touched more parts of your body than the tip of your nose." He teased, playfully. "Who would have thought that the porn movies that I've watched back in 1994, would get handy one day."

"You raped me, asshole!" Bonnie shouted, tears rolling on her cheeks.

"Technically when a guy ask a girl: Do you want this – Do you want me? And she replies by: Yes, I want you… It's not rape, Bonnie!" He responded, keeping his strong hold on her. "And we both know that you wanted me."

"I thought I was dreaming; I thought it wasn't real." She shook her head, under a strong shortness of breaths; suddenly left in a panic trance. "You put me in a dreaming trance – You took advantage of my weakness of my time of needs!"

"Sometimes, dreams become reality." Kai replied, smiling. "And we both perfectly know that you're anything but weak!"

"I'm pregnant, Kai; do you even realize what that means?" She snapped back at him.

"Yes, Bonnie; it means that I got exactly what I wanted." He whispered, forcefully grabbing her chin to bless her cheek of a kiss; before siphoning her magic out of her.

She suddenly and very unexpectedly fell unconscious on his chest; her body slowly falling on the wood floor. He promptly raised her back in his arms; her head falling on his left shoulder.

"It's better that you're unconscious. You won't fight me on leaving this way." He whispered, before blessing her forehead of a kiss. "It's now time to go home, baby."


Thank you for reading this first chapter of the "Species" fiction, titled: "You're always on my mind."

Until the next update that should come around end of August.

Keep safe and happy, my dear readers!

Lovely Vero


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