BEREMY will live. I see it. and it's in my hands and Shane is a dick head*pardon my language but that's how I feel about the subject*and I don't even care.

I'm skipping a little bit here. You'll see what I'm doing.

Hannah Kay xx

PS: I'm pretty much going with the storyline of the actual show if you haven't picked up on that, so, yeah. Sorry to any Kol lovers... *sad face* (I'm OMITTING BONNIE'S PHONE CALL WITH DADDY...:P and Klaus isn't trapped in the hosue... I don't care what he's doing.)

I was working on getting the dance ready when Elena called. Things weren't exactly going great right now with Kol trying to kill Jer and Klaus being, well, Klaus, so Elena'd ditched set up. That wasn't the interesting part of the conversation though. Elena decided to be the brilliant strategist in this whole problem. "Listen. I have a plan to end all of this." There was a beat of silence where I was actually interested, thinking this could be the end of our troubles. Then she said, "I want Jeremy to kill Kol." That was not what I was expecting. Her logic was great and all, but the logistics of it?

Not so likely.

I could so clearly see Jeremy's neck snapped in the end of all of this. Kol was just as volatile if not more so than the other Originals. As proved by when he tried to kill me.

I could retell the entire day in it's entirety of gory details, but I'll spare you the trouble. By midnight, Kol Mikaelson was dead and I'd watched as Jeremy ripped his shirt off, revealing a now complete Hunter's mark which by some stroke we could now all see.

Now, it's 3 AM and I'm in Jer's bed, sprawled out across his chest because I could be. My fingers drew along the lines of his mark and he was watching me. "Bon, what happened tonight? With your parents?"

I exhaled sharply, sliding over on the other side of the bed so I could more easily look up at him. "My mom drugged me and my dad suddenly tried to take control of my life." I answered simply, really not wanting to talk about it.

He frowned, brushing the hair from my face. "Your mom drugged you?"

"She used to be a witch, Jer." I answered with a shrug. "She used some witchy herbal crap on me, I don't know the specifics."

He nodded, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Soon it'll all be over." He answered simply but I shook my head.

"Not really. It'll be over for Elena, but for me.." I shrugged into his arms. "I'll always struggle with Expression."

He kissed my shoulder gently, shaking his head. "When this is all over, we'll figure it out. I promise."

I sighed, nodding and leaning into him again. "Thanks, Jer." I murmured against his velvety skin.

He frowned against my hair. "For what?"

I smiled weakly, leaning up to kiss him once. "For not making me go home.. for being here."

He smiled right back. "That's why I'm here, Bonnie." He answered, hugging me again. "Go to sleep.. we have a big day tomorrow."

So I cuddled into his side, closed my eyes and as I fell asleep I felt his arms tighten around me and despite everything I felt safe in his arms. I felt like maybe after tomorrow, or the next day, or maybe the next, or however long this ridiculous journey will take, I'd be okay. I felt like maybe on the other side of all of this there was a real, regular life for me too.

And that was a beautiful thought.

Hey so I wrote this one a little differently, I hope you like it. I think it's kind of the turning point of the story. From here on out things are going to change, ya know? I don't know if I know. Yeah, i'm sorry. I'd like to tell you i'm a professional and know what i'm doing, but truth is, I don't. So, yeah.

Hannah xx