A/N: Please excuse grammatical errors.

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Bonnie hurried along the corridor, turning the maze of corners. She was looking for any sign of her. There. Bonnie spotted a trail of gossamer disappearing around the corner.

"Tessa?" Bonnie called out following the woman. The witch knows she heard her. Bonnie was making her way into the heart of the castle. It was a little darker here, a little less opulent. Make that a lot less as Bonnie rounded a corner and found herself walking into a wall of spider webs. The witch squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to free herself from the sticky strands. When she felt that she was mostly web free the witch looked up and found she was alone, lost in the forbidden section of the castle.

She was about to retrace her steps when she noticed a rat emerging from solid wall. Bonnie called to fire and instantly her palm warmed as her magic contained a ball of flame. She released the flame and it floated to the cinderblock. Bonnie's eyes grew when she realized it was an illusion there was a hidden door there. I got you now. She thought. Bonnie pushed against the barely visible seams and the wall slid to the side. She peered down another corridor that was devoid of any light. She waved her globe of light into the passageway.

As far as Bonnie could tell it was just solid wall. She was about to turn when the light flashed across an ornate brass knob. Bonnie came and stood in front of large oak doors. Bonnie was sure she had not been here but it was familiar all the same. This place, she had seen it, maybe in a far off dream? She grasped the handle and turned it slowly. The door swung open and Bonnie stared into pitch black.

She called to the flame to move inside the room when the ball passed the threshold light erupted from inside. Bonnie jump back, her heart racing, and just stared. It was chambers. Bonnie stepped into the room cautiously. Residual magic hummed in the air. The room was charged. It was if the books, trinkets and tools were alive. No, it was more than that. Bonnie thought reaching out to the familiar magick. They were expectant, teeming with need to be used. Bonnie glanced around the room. This was a vault. This was an arsenal.

-o0o-

"So you get out of that cell, thanks to me." Bonnie grimaced at Lady Caroline. She wasn't going to let her live this down anytime soon. "… And the first thing you do is trespass in the forbidden part of the castle? You're going to be on your knees forever, girl."

"Caroline!" Bonnie said blushing, thinking about how she freed herself from her prison early. "AND… I was minding my own business. I was coming back from the library when I spotted Tessa. I tried to stop her, but she just kept going deeper and deeper in the castle, and then she disappeared."

"Bonnie, this Tessa thing is weird."

"Very weird. Creepy even. I don't know, but what I do know is the Hybrid King is more powerful than I thought. Who knows what is in this castle?"

"Remember that before you end up in his hidden torture chamber."

"It's not my fault."

"When has evidence, and logic ever stopped Klaus the terrible from murdering people?"

"You're right."

"Of Course. I know he's infuriating but just chill out for a while. Those three weeks were so boring without you. I actually attended high court everyday without Stefan."

"Where was Lord Salvatore?"

"Hunting." Caroline sighed. Stefan had told her the truth and made her swear not to tell her protégé. She was worried. Klaus could square off against an original, but Stefan and the others. They didn't stand a chance in a one on one contest, especially if Kol or Rebekah caught them alone. Vitches were formidable foes.

"Hunting? I thought they had servants for that sort of thing." Bonnie mused. Bonnie noticed that Caroline's mood had darkened.

"Their hunting big game for sport." Caroline said trying to cheer up.

"Is that were they are today?" Bonnie asked sensing something was off.

Caroline nodded and looked towards the forest where they had last heard reports of the originals.

-o0o-

Niklaus could feel them. They were near, watching him. His horse knew it. Krampus was restless and his steed never acted this way. Marcel, Stefan, and Malachi flanked him. His soldiers lay in wait. But the night was still, a quiet that was uncharacteristic of these woods.

"I know you are here brethren. You have waited decades to have your revenge, will you not come out and face me?"

Elijah's hand settled on Kol's shoulder warning him against making himself known. Their brother had the advantage. They had slaughtered his men at the grave and drank of their blood, but they still needed more to regain their full power. Klaus knew this. He was there to goad them into warfare. Kol was shaking with rage. Rebekah grabbed his hand to steady him.

"Elijah, can you hear me? I only want to reunite our family. Let's let the past remain in time spent. What is it that you say, brother? Always and forever?"

Marcel and Stefan watched the surrounding trees for any movement. There was nothing.

"Rebekah, I have missed you dearly sister. Let us be joined again. That goes for you too Kol and Finn. I have grown wiser in your absence. Let us meet as brothers and sister, not as enemies."

Is that why you brought your army? Kol thought watching Elijah soften. They were weak. He only needed five minutes and Klaus would be no more. He would hold his brother's heart in his hands. He would squeeze until it burst like his mother's heart when Klaus betrayed her.

"Find them." Klaus growled. The woods erupted with sound. His guards had begun their hunt for the originals. Klaus hoped that he could overpower them with numbers. He hoped he could make it back home to his unborn child, and its stubborn mother. He smiled picturing Bonnie's pout as he left her this morning panting and wet for him. He wanted her to yearn for him. He wanted her to think of him every waking moment. He wanted to bury…

Klaus was knocked off his horse and crashed to the ground. Kol flashed to pin him there but Klaus was too fast. He was on his feet as Kol moved to strike. The brothers squared off against each other. A hundred years of animosity stood their choking the words from their throats. They could only sneer and grunt their disdain.

Kol was the only one Klaus truly feared. His brother was too much like him except he had no focus. He got off on chaos and destruction. Klaus used it as a tool.

"All hail the Hybrid King." Kol scoffed at last. His mouth caked in the blood of Klaus's sycophants.

"Welcome back brother." Klaus answered. He twirled one of the white oak stakes in his hand. "Pledge your allegiance to your king, or perish at his hands."

Kol smiled as he sucked the life force from the trees, plants, and rodents around him. Leaves withered, squirrels shriveled until gray haze swirled into the original vitch's palm. "Perish? I have my magic, Hybrid King. How will you stop me now."

Kol launched the death grip spell at his eldest brother. Klaus spun quickly to the left. The ball caught a piece of his shirt and the material disintegrated. One more inch and Klaus would have desiccated instantly.

"As usual Kol you are ineffectual." Klaus called from the thicket.

"COME OUT AND FACE ME COWARD." Kol screamed into the green.

"The boy whose eyes are to big for his belly. You hunger for power. You thirst for revenge."

"That is comical, coming from you Ni-Klaus." Kol spat his brother's given name like it was unpalatable, just like his father had done so many times before. Kol smirked when the king went silent.

"The crown is heavy brother, join me, let's rule together." Klaus called from another direction. He was stalking Kol, waiting, watching for the perfect time to strike.

Kol closed his eyes and opened his senses to the nature around him. He could hear the battle in the distance as the brush was disturbed, creatures scurried, and birds took flight. He could smell the deer droppings, broken leaves, and the flowers perfuming the air. He could also feel the earth beneath his feet tremble ever so slightly as his brother moved nearer and nearer to him on his left. Kol waited for the attack.

Klaus rushed him and Kol hand shot up and the King went flying through the air. Klaus bounced off a tree and rolled to Kol's waiting feet. Klaus struggled to rise but Kol pinned him with his magic. The magic was beginning to wear on the original that was still not at full strength.

"You're using a lot of magic, brother. You better incapacitate me now or it will be the end of your little adventure, possibly your life." Kol picked up the white oak stake, looking down at his brother. Through sheer will he fought through the pain gnawing at his muscles trying to hold the spell. He drove the stake down towards his brother. The wood splintered into hundreds of pieces as a blue orb formed around the hybrid. Kol and Klaus stared at on another in awe as both tried to process what happened. Klaus recovered first kicking his brother into a nearby tree. He sped over to him producing another stake from the satchel at his waist, before he could strike. Rebecca knocked Klaus away.

"My dearest sister." Klaus smiled up at her.

"We will have our revenge, Nik." Rebecca said before speeding away with Kol. Klaus stood to give chase, but two blurs knocked Klaus back on his ass. He could only assume they were his eldest brothers. Seconds later, Malachi and Marcel appeared surrounded by their guard. Marcel walked over and helped the king to his feet.

"How many have we lost?" Klaus said surveying his men.

"At least a third, half of the witches. Rebecca…"

"Her curses are a nasty business. Where is Stefan?"

"He's been hurt badly. Elijah tried to decapitate him. If Malachi hadn't stepped in… The healers are tending to him."

"Elijah was always a little jealous of Stefan. He was after all his comrade first."

"So you bested Kol? Maybe we have nothing to fear, sire."

"Kol was not at full strength and he still manage to get the best of me."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. Some kind of force field."

"Malachi, send for the first priestess of the blood coven. Marcel, request a meeting with the triumvirate. Something is not right."

"What now majesty? Should we pursue?"

"No. I'm famished. Let the soldiers go home and make love to their spouses. Tomorrow we go to war."

-o0o-

Sweat pooled on Bonnie's brow as she pulverized yarrow into her mortar. Ophelia came into the kitchen carrying the honeycomb Bonnie requested. The kitchen staff moved around the witch trying to prepare dinner and submit to her requests at the same time. Maddox stood in the corner dark and menacing. Most of the men and women kept shooting the King's guard furtive looks, trying not to draw attention to themselves.

The cook however was pissed off. The sighs and huffs she kept lobbing towards the witch were wearing on Bonnie's nerves. Her stomach had been bothering her all day and she was worried for Lady Caroline. Bonnie was about to have Mari, the other guard Klaus had assigned to her secretly to slit the cook's throat. Wait, where did that come from, Bonnie? That was way harsh.

Klaus wasn't fooling anyone. The petite Asian woman was everywhere. Unless she was a maid, gardener, librarian, kitchen assistant, and a booth operator, Bonnie was pretty sure the woman was following her. God only knew for how long. The witch had just noticed it. She glanced over to the corner Mari was working in. The woman was dicing up whole potatoes in mere seconds. Bonnie stood there transfixed until another sigh interrupted her.

"Is there a problem cook?" Bonnie said turning to the platinum blonde woman with ebony skin.

"No madam, no problem at all." The cook said through a thick Aussie accent. Her teeth clenched.

"I feel as though there may be a problem. You seem upset." Bonnie said charming the balm in front of her. Maddox looked between the witch and the cook.

"It's just a hot day madam. The kitchen always seems so small, especially when we are trying to prepare dinner for the lower court." Bonnie was about to comment on the cook's passive aggressiveness when she noticed that Mari had miraculously stationed herself behind the cook. Bonnie tried to let the annoyance roll off of her.

"I can imagine, and I'm sorry I am taking up valuable space, but this healing spell for Lord Stefan is a hearth spell, and it is strongest when it is made near a stove. I will be out of you way in minutes." Bonnie said adding mint to the balm. The kitchen door banged open and in walked the king.

"What is the meaning of this?" Klaus said staring between the witch and Maddox. Bonnie rolled her eyes, as everyone else in the kitchen froze.

"I've been looking for you everywhere and I find you in the lower court kitchens? Cooking?" Bonnie sighed but continued to work. The cook had become peculiarly quiet. Figures. Bonnie thought, but she wasn't as annoyed as she wanted to be.

"Is cooking a crime also, Majesty." Bonnie said going over tot the shelf. She reached for one of the cook's empty spice bottles.

"EVERYONE OUT!" Klaus growled. Everyone scurried from the room. The cook hovered for a minute looking at her sure to be ruined meal. They had just spent three hours preparing. Bonnie sighed again, wiping sweat from her brow.

"What have I done now?" Bonnie said pouring the balm into the bottle. She was about to reach for some sage to burn in Lord Salvatore's chambers when she was spun around.

"Say it again." Klaus said pressing himself against the witch. Bonnie was confused and busy.

"Say what again?" Bonnie said absent-mindedly. The king's brow quirked. Bonnie stood there staring at him flummoxed. He was dirty again. His shirt had a hole in it. Was that blood? What had he been doing? Wrestling mount lions? Bonnie rolled her eyes when she realized what he wanted.

"If I say it will you leave me alone to work?"

"No." Bonnie smirked. She leaned in close to him, her lips barely touching his.

"Majesty" she whispered seductively. King smiled mischievously, his hand caressing her face. His thumbs swiped across her lips. He was about to kiss her when her eyes went dull. Klaus frowned.

"You're hot to the touch. It is entirely too hot for you to be in here. Why are you in this god forsaken place anyway?" He had to go and ruin a good moment. She was a little hot. She was almost done. She would be if he hadn't interrupted.

"I am trying to help Lady Caroline, Lord Stefan was hurt badly and…"

"We have healers and witches for that sort of thing. Come, we're leaving."

"I am a witch and healer, and the methods they are using are archaic. This is my own formula. If you would just give me a second." Bonnie said turning back to the table.

"Have you not learned anything from your time in the dungeons? I am your king. When are you going to accept that? If you're too stubborn to respect me at least think of my child. "

"No. You don't get to do that. You will not use my child as a shackle. You act as if I'm guzzling wine or balancing knives on my belly. I'm trying to help your lieutenant."

"My mages have years of experience to your what? Months? We're leaving now." Klaus said hoisting her into the air. Bonnie grabbed the bottle of the butcher block. She chucked it to Ophelia as the king marched her into the hallway and off to his chambers. Her maid took off in the direction of Lady Caroline's chambers. Bonnie was satisfied. She struggled against the king as he trudged through the corridors. Servants and courtesans had the common sense to mind their own business.

When they reached his chambers Klaus dumped her on his bed. "Habiba" Klaus called. A woman appeared. Her sun kissed skin visible under the gauzy gown she wore. The material barley contained her curves.

"Prepare my bath, and order dinner for the companion." The girl nodded and left the room. Bonnie glowered at the king. For the hundredth time since she met him she was trying to formulate a death charm powerful enough to kill him. The king took one look at her face and chuckled.

"She nice to look at, and quite tasty." If she could just find an air nymph she might be able to pull the spell off, but they were a dying breed.

"She's human for god's sake. She's nothing more than a servant and blood bag." Bonnie shrugged her shoulders.

"It's not my business. In fact, I should get a human male to give me baths."

"I thought you hated when I killed people." Klaus said undressing. Bonnie sneered at him. Her face dropped when she saw the angry red scar on his side. It wasn't there this morning. He was supposed to be indestructible. He was the hybrid king. Bonnie rose from the bed she walked over to him. She moved to touch him and he grabbed her hands. "It's a death curse. It may have residual magic. I don't want you to touch it." Klaus said walking away from her.

"A death curse should have desiccated you on contact. Is that scar from residuals? No spell should be that powerful." The King pretended not to hear her.

He didn't want her to see his fear, not now. When he needed her to respect him. He walked into his bathing chambers, removing his pants. He stepped down into the water. Bonnie followed him into the room. She was surprised to see his servant in the water waiting with bathing salts and sponges. She must have flown back to the bathing chamber. Habiba moved to join the King in the water.

"Beat it Hobbit." Bonnie said to the woman. Klaus smirked shaking his head.

Habiba looked to the king and he nodded. She stepped out of the water. The wet material clung to her ample portions, which made Bonnie annoyed.

"You're supposed to be eating and resting." Klaus said picking up the sponge the servant girl had left behind. Bonnie undressed and stepped down in the water. She took the sponge from the King and slowly bathed the dirt away. The king wanted to relax, but couldn't. She was being nice. She was being quiet. It had to be a trick. She moved the sponge over his body. She gently cleaned his scar, careful not to touch it with her bare hands. She slid the sponge across his ass. She used her hands to lather his penis and gently massaged his balls.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Bonnie said finally picking the sponge back up.

"You're being amicable."

"Amicable?"

"Friendly, good-natured, thoughtful"

"I know what amicable means."

"Really? I wasn't aware."

"Like your prince charming."

"I'm quite charming."

"I'm sure your harem thinks so."

"My harem? I did have an impressive female following didn't I? And then you came along, and ruined the whole of the female species for me."

"Blaming me again for your shortcomings."

"Shortcomings? You seem to like me." Klaus said taking the sponge from her. He grabbed her hand and placed it back on this cock.

"Does that seem like it's short to you?" Before she could respond Klaus covered her mouth with his. She stroked him as his fingers slid over her clit. The warm water swirling between her legs because of the king's ministrations only heightened the sensation. When Klaus slid a finger inside her. Bonnie almost fell apart. He pumped his fingers in and out of the witch until she was thrashing about in the water.

Klaus carried the witch from the water. He stood her in front of the fire drying her. Slowly running the towel across her body. He massaged her breast with the cloth. After a few minutes, bonnie giggled.

"I think they're dry." Klaus lowered his head sucking a breast into his mouth. His tongue and teeth tugged and lavished. He switched to the other giving the same treatment. After a moment, he lifted his head to smile at her.

"See. Wet." He said rubbing the material against her taut breast again.

"But you're correct, I have to finish the job, and your pussy is dripping. Are you wet for your king, Bonnie?"

The king said rubbing himself against her glistening folds. The king groaned. He was torn. He wanted to take her but he also wanted to taste her. He finally lowered himself in front of her. Sucking her clit into his mouth. He grabbed onto her ass to keep her still as his tongue entered her. Bonnie's legs folded but the king had her hips in a vice grip. Bonnie rode his face as he kept her steady. The king flicked his tongue at her slit until he was drinking down her orgasm. Slapping her ass, he finally freed her from his grip. She yelped slapping him on the shoulder. He chuckled up at her and stopped when he saw the determined look in her eye.

"Whatev-" Klaus was flying backwards before he could get the words out of his mouth. He landed on the bed with a thud. The ties holding the curtains snaked around his wrist and ankles and tied themselves to the bed. He fought against tem but they would not budge. The curtains fell closed and the king was trapped in darkness.

Bonnie appeared in a sliver of light then crawled onto the bed. She took his cock into his hands then licked the length of him.

"Baby, you don't know much I missed those lips." Bonnie's tongue played with the head of his penis, skimming her tongue across it. When Klaus was bursting with need she swallowed him, that warm wet mouth working his shaft. He bucked up into her mouth. Bonnie sucked letting him fuck her mouth. It wasn't long before Bonnie was licking him clean.

Klaus broke loose his restraints grabbing the witch and pinning her under him. They glared at each other. Klaus had Bonnie's arms pinned above her head. He spread her legs with his knees then situated himself between her legs.

"That was a dirty trick." Klaus said grinding against her. The roll of his hips sent spasms through her center.

"You liked my dirty trick." Bonnie said defiantly.

"I loved your dirty trick. My cock loves your mouth, but it loves your pussy more." Niklaus said rolling into her. Niklaus was growing harder every second. The witch was saturated and waiting for him.

"I bet you say that to all the girls." Bonnie said enjoying the feeling of his hardening cock sliding between her folds.

"You really don't know who I am." Klaus said pinching her breast. Bonnie's brow rose.

"I guess I'll have to show you." Klaus said slamming into the witch. Before Bonnie could catch her breath he pulled out of her and slammed into her again. He fucked into her with long powerful strokes. It took the witch's breath away. It was like he was trying to bury some part of himself inside of her forever. Bonnie took all of him rocking into every stroke. He took her over and over until she couldn't feel anything except the tip of his cock. She came violently. Her come painting the curtains. Klaus pounded into her until he was emptying himself inside her.

They lay there exhausted. When Bonnie was almost sleep she felt him slide down her body. He kissed her stomach.

"I had a horrible day, son. Tomorrow will be worst. I will bathe this land in blood to protect you." He whispered to Bonnie's stomach. He looked up at the witch. Bonnie pretended to snore. He whispered softer. "Your mother too." Bonnie's heart fluttered. Klaus sighed.

"I know your awake witch. I conquered lands, slayed giants. Do you think I can't tell when someone is pretending to be sleeping? Bonnie smiled groggily. She turned over. He said he would kill for her. Bonnie thought, unsure how to respond. Not for the baby. Not to protect his reputation, for her. What did it mean, if anything? What did it mean that she was happy about it?

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