A/N: As I do in all my stories, I've decided that I will tell you what music I listened to while writing this chapter, as I have learned that my music influences my writing technique. Every time I write a chapter I put a song on loop and that is what I listen to while I write. For this chapter, I chose the very stereotypical song, She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5.

Bonnie had been walking aimlessly for a good four hours flat when she decided that she was in need of some clothing that didn't involve the pajamas which she currently wore. After storming out of her own home she realized what she would be leaving behind. There was Abby. She was going to be a new vampire, confused, a bit skittish, with only Damon and Stefan Salvatore as her training wheels.

Besides that, she thought, there really isn't a downside.

And right she was. Bonnie carefully weighed her options. She could stay in Mystic Falls, put up with friends that only liked her because she possessed the magick that was needed to protect them all. If she stayed in Mystic Falls, she could protect her dead beat, vampire mother. She could continue dealing with Damon's suggestive comments.

Then, if she left with this Original, there really wasn't any guarantee that he wouldn't do the exact same thing. He could be just as manipulative, maybe even torturous. After all, he was one of the most feared beasts of all time. Then again, if he had wanted to kill her, or kidnap her, wouldn't he have done it last night, when she was high off her nut. She probably would've even gone willingly last night.

That was one of the things that made Bonnie trust Kol. He could've taken her when she was drunken and confused, tied her up in some dingy motel, had his way with her, and forced her to do whatever magick he needed done, but he didn't. Instead, he sent her a bracelet and a thoughtfully written note. She figured she'd give him the benefit of the doubt. Of course, she wouldn't be going without backup.

Bonnie pulled out her phone and dialed a number that she knew all-to-well. The girl on the other end picked up on the first ring, "Oh, my God, Bonnie. You missed the best movie ever. You can still catch me and Elena if you wanna meet us at the Grill. Of course if you don't because of the whole fallout thing this morning-"

"Good to hear your voice too, Caroline," Bonnie laughed. Unlike when Elena jumped down her throat that morning, she knew that Caroline wasn't doing it maliciously. It was just in her nature to be a little bit too chatty, "Listen, I'm not really in the mood to chat about Elena right now, but I need your help. When's the soonest you can meet me?"

"I can be out of here in twenty minutes," her tone suddenly changed to that of concern, "Do you want to talk about this now, Bonnie?"

"No, I can't take the risk of Elena overhearing this. I need you to meet me at Wickery Bridge as soon as possible."

"I'll be right over." She finished, and Bonnie disconnected the line before any further questioning could take place.

Realizing that she was further from her destination than she had expected, Bonnie had to book it all the way to the Bridge, where Caroline had already arrived, and was sitting her car; completely and utterly alone, "What is going on with you?" Caroline asked, as she slammed the door to her car shut, "I know your mother is in transition and that really sucks, but you really didn't act this strange when that Luka kid and Dr. Martin were conspiring against us. You didn't act like this when you figured out Jeremy was seeing the ghosts of his ex girlfriends. Something else is going on and I really wish you'd tell me-" I silenced her, by holding up my wrist, displaying the sapphire bracelet I had been wearing since the early morning, and she suddenly understood, looking down to her own wrist, which displayed an incredibly similar trinket, "How…?"

"I met Kol Michaelson-"

"Klaus's brother?" Caroline asked, her eyes going huge.

"Yes, Klaus's brother. I met him at the Grill last night, and I found this on my doorstep this morning, with this note attached to it," I handed her the note, and her blond pin curls fell into her face, as she bent to read it.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, reading the note over several times for good measure, "Do you want to leave Mystic Falls?"

"Of course I want to leave Mystic Falls. I've never wanted anything more than to get away from all of this, but with an Original…"

"You don't know if you can trust him." Caroline concluded.

"Exactly. Which is where you come in. That is, if you'd be willing to help me. I know that I'm asking a lot, so just say the word, and I'll leave you alone."

"Bonnie," Caroline almost scolded, taking the shorter girl by her shoulders, smiling an apologetic smile down at her, "You are one of my best friends. I would do anything for you. Just tell me what you need me to do."

"I want you to watch from a few meters back. Just to make sure this isn't a setup. I need someone who will be there to help me, if he really is just going to try to kill me."

"And why would he try to kill you? If he wanted to kill you, wouldn't he have done that last night. You know, when you were all drunk and vulnerable?"

"Maybe he likes the thrill of the kill. Maybe he's more like Klaus than we think. Klaus would never go after someone when they were drunk. There's no fun in that. Maybe Kol is the same way." Bonnie ranted, the shock of her plans finally setting in.

"Or maybe," Caroline finished, pulling Bonnie from her rant once more, "he really does fancy you. I mean, come on. You're smoking hot. You're a Bennett witch, arguably one of the most powerful people in the world. And besides, he's been locked in a coffin for nearly a thousand years. He's got to be pretty horny-"

"Oh, Caroline!" Bonnie shrieked, subconsciously plugging her ears, "Okay, I don't want to hear about the horny Original. I just, need to know if you can do this for me."

"Bonnie, of course I can. I would do anything for you." Caroline crooned, taking Bonnie in for a tight hug, "Right now, thought, we need to go shopping." She said, a devilish grin on her face.

After a short drive to the mall, they got out and Caroline directed Bonnie to one of the trendier spots, before grabbing what seemed to be a random selection off of the racks and shoving Bonnie into a changing room.

Only about five minutes after having locked the door, Bonnie called out, "There is no way I'm wearing this, Caroline."

"Don't be ridiculous. Come out. Let me see you!" Caroline called, excitedly. When Bonnie peeked out from behind the door, before clearing the doorway completely to show the outfit off to her friend. She looked like something from a magazine. She wore corduroy shorts that came up waist high with a white tank top with a gray knee-length cardigan and black high tops. Caroline almost cringed.

Bonnie shook her head, nearly laughing, as she added, "I feel like a hooker."

"Yeah, not even a high end hooker," Caroline observed, and Bonnie's eyes flew open in disbelief, "Go try the other one on." She shooed.

"Okay, this is better." Caroline chuckled, admiring Bonnie as she walked out in a tight, metallic, blue mini skirt and a black tank top, which matched well with the black high tops she still wore.

"Yeah, now at least I look like a high end prostitute." Bonnie yelped.

"Well, we've got about an hour before we need to make our way back to the bridge. Do you want to go get something to eat. Somehow, I have the feeling that the only thing Kol is going to have on his agenda is a whole lot of blood."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Wanna hit the Grill?"

Bonnie had learned quickly that the main reason Caroline had wanted to 'hit the Grill' was to apply that massive amount of makeup. Bonnie could not remember a time when she had ever worn that much makeup before and she had to struggle to remind Caroline that however attractive Kol may have been, she was using him to get out of Mystic Falls, and that was where it would end. They would be allies; a means to an end.

"But you have to admit, if he tried to seduce you, you'd take a snap at it." Caroline bargained and Bonnie merely shrugged, "Say what you may, but just remember. I am always right." Caroline giggle, waggling her brow.

"Is it weird that I'm nervous?" Bonnie asked, washing her sweaty hands in the rusting sink for good measure.

"Uh, not really," Caroline chuckled, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "You're about to walk in to what most people would consider certain death, and you seem to be as cool a cucumber. If anything, I'd say the way you're acting now is a bit strange."

"I'm not even 'scared for my life' nervous," Bonnie continued, as if Caroline had never spoken, "It's more like the first date jitters." She barreled on, raking her fingers through her hair.

"Look," Caroline began, forcing her friend to stare her directly in the eye, "When you go with this guy, there's going to be a good chance that me, and Elena and Jeremy, and Matt- we're never going to see you again. It's just the nerves that come with leaving home. I've never felt it, but unfortunately, now it looks like I'll have to eventually." Caroline's eye suddenly flooded over in sorrow. Suddenly, she wasn't the one giving the pep talk, but she was in need of one.

"Car, you could come with us." Bonnie began hopefully, as if the revelation just hit her, "We could leave Mystic Falls together."

"You know I can't do that," Caroline almost laughed at the hope that Bonnie's tone eluded to, "If I were a different person, I would leave this town in a heartbeat, but I'm not. I'm not strong enough, or brave enough. I'm not you, Bonnie."

Bonnie had to admit, through everything that had happened over the last couple of years, she and Caroline had definitely grown closer as friends. They used to only be friends because of Elena, but that sure as hell wasn't the case anymore. Bonnie knew that threw everything, Caroline was definitely the one that knew what she was going through. She knew what it was like to have a dead beat boyfriend and parents that were never around. She understood what it was like to take the backseat in the All-Elena-All-The-Time scenario. If anyone ever had an excuse to leave Mystic Falls, it was Caroline Forbes, but still, as always, she persevered and continued on.

"I am really going to miss you, Car." Bonnie belted, bringing her newfound comrade in for a hug, "Take care of Abby for me?"

"Always." After sharing a brief moment of sisterhood like the good ol' days, Caroline finally asked, "Are you ready to go? The moon's almost full. We should go now if we want to make it to Wickery Bridge on time."

With that, the two girl made their way back into Caroline's car and back down the road to the bridge. When they arrived, a thinly built, yet masculine silhouette stood out, standing in the middle of the bridge. Bonnie looked over at Caroline, who unlocked the car door and gave her friend a nod of reassurance. Bonnie cranked open the door and took a step out, closing the door firmly behind her.

'No turning back now.' She told herself, but it wasn't as if she was going to leave the only opportunity that would ever come for her to leave Mystic Falls.

She conjured up all of the bravery she could muster and marched in the direction of the man who was still only a silhouette. She had yet to see his face. She knew it was him by the sound of his voice though, once he finally spoke, "Hello, Love." He greeted in a way that seemed almost menacing, "Glad to see you've recovered since last night's escapade."

"It's good to see you, too, Kol." She said in reply, watching his features finally come into view, "I got your bracelet." She said dumbly, "You really do know how to charm a girl."

"Well, I must be doing something right," he chuckled, "You're here and that's what matters. Now we have to get a move on, before my brother discovers that I'm smuggling his Bennett witch." He threw an arm nonchalantly over Bonnie's shoulders, and she gave one fleeting look back in the direction of Caroline's car, as it slowly pulled away from the bridge and out onto the main road, destined for a home, to which Bonnie never planned to return. With that, the two fled into the woods.

A/N: So, what did you think? Leave it as is, or continue? I have come to really like this story. Although I'm not really sure I got the whole Caroline character right, I just hope I'm doing the show and books justice. I must admit, I really had fun writing this chapter, because I find that writing Caroline is very fun. I find her to be the one that always pops off with the most random humor, and I tried to convey that. Not sure if it worked or not. Let me know! Who do you want to see appear next? Stefan? Damon? Elijah? Bring on the suggestions! I'll make them all work into this story somehow.

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