"Come with me," Rebekah told Klaus. They headed back to the table where Kol and Bonnie sat in silence. "You know," Rebekah said after clearing her throat. "I just realized that Nik and I have things we have to do today, so we have to be going. Are the two of you gonna be all right here by yourselves?"

"Oh, um, well..." Kol cleared his throat.

"Sure we will!" Bonnie replied. "You two go and do what you need to do and your brother and I will be just fine right here. We have some things to talk about that would best be discussed when we're alone, anyway."

"All right," Rebekah nodded. "Good luck with that." She began pushing a resistant Klaus away from the table.

"Bekah, what are you doing?!" Klaus asked. "Stop pushing me, would you? I don't want to go. I want to stay and see what happens."

"No, you don't!" Rebekah admonished him. "We're going to go home and let Kol and Bonnie have their privacy, especially if they're gonna talk about what I think they're gonna talk about. Kol wouldn't want to have an audience for that, I'm sure."

"That doesn't mean it wouldn't be interesting to hear about," Klaus pointed out. "And you can let go of me now. I'll go quietly."

"The only reason you want to stay and listen to Kol and Bonnie talk is so you'll have something to tease him about later," Rebekah pointed out. "That's not gonna help anything. If he wants to talk to us about his life, he will. Otherwise, it's none of our business."

"Oh, okay, fine," Klaus huffed, following Rebekah to the car. "We'll just go home and be there wondering about what happened."

"You might wonder, Niklaus," Rebekah said as she shut the car door after him and went around from the back of the car to the drivers' seat. "I, on the other hand, will be able to entertain myself in other ways."

"How?" Klaus asked. "Got yourself a date?"

"Maybe," Rebekah answered, grinning in the rearview mirror. "You'll not know. At least not now."

"Of course you say that," Klaus rolled his eyes. "You always say that when I ask you what you're doing. Has it occurred to you that I only ask because I want to show you that I care about your life?"

"You ask because you're a busybody who can't stand not to have his nose in things," Rebekah clarified. She started the car and they drove home, leaving Bonnie and Kol alone at the table.

"They left quickly," Bonnie said as she heard Rebekah's car pull away. "What do you think was the matter? I hope it was nothing serious." She put her chin on her hand and eyed Kol speculatively.

Kol shrugged and laughed nervously. "I don't know. You can't always tell what's going on in their heads. I never can." They sat in silence, staring at one another for a moment before Bonnie brought her hands down on the table. "All right," she said. "I'm just gonna say this, and I don't care if it freaks you out or makes you self-conscious or whatever. It's something we have to talk about. What happened with us? Why didn't you call me all summer?"

"I think you know why I didn't call you all summer," Kol said, his eyes cast down. "It was because of the, well, you know. Please don't make me say it."

Bonnie scoffed. "Kol," she said firmly. "Please look at me when I'm talking to you."

Kol shut his eyes and found the strength to lift his head and look into Bonnie's eyes. "What do you want me to say?" He asked.

"I want you to tell me why you didn't call me all summer," Bonnie replied.

"You know why," Kol replied. "I don't think I should have to tell you."

"I could think of one reason why you wouldn't call me, but I hoped that it would take more than that to end things between us," Bonnie told him. "Please tell me you ignored me for three months for a reason other than the reason I'm thinking."

"Well, darling, what's the reason you're thinking?" Kol asked.

"I think you didn't call me for two months because of what happened after my friend Caroline's birthday party," Bonnie said. "I warned you to be careful about how much you were drinking, but you didn't listen to me, did you?...

She paused. "Can you tell me what happened after that?"

"So, where'd your boyfriend go?" Caroline asked. "Did you bring him?"

Bonnie nodded. "Well, yeah. I have no doubt he's found the keg and a group of wild guys to drink it with. He always does. We never leave a party by ourselves. Things always continue at our house afterward. I'm used to it now." All of a sudden, Caroline choked on her drink as a group of six or seven guys ran naked across the yard. "Well, that was something," Caroline remarked. Then she looked at Bonnie. "Is it just me, or was your boyfriend in that group?"

Bonnie sighed. "Yep, he was. Nicely built, isn't he? I know you didn't have time to see much, but you'll have to trust me." She paused. "I'd better go check on him and make sure he's okay. You stay here. I'll be back in a minute."

Caroline nodded. "You go. I'll watch your drink." Caroline took Bonnie's cup and Bonnie carefully made her way across the street and found Kol by himself, laying on his stomach on the pavement.

Kol ran his hands over his face and sighed. "You turned me onto my back and hauled me to my feet. You asked me if I was okay. You made me dress and then we drove home."

Bonnie nodded. "And then what?"

"You told me to go to bed, sleep off what I drank," Kol answered. "I made an honest effort to, really. But then..."

"Then you woke me up at two in the morning and told me you had a surprise for me," Bonnie said, smiling at the memory in spite of herself. "You told me to put on a coat and come with you to the car. You wouldn't even let me dress first. We went out to the car, and I sat next to you in the passenger's seat while you took the wheel. You told me to close my eyes and then kissed me afterward. Then the car started and we drove and drove and when I opened my eyes again, you were parked across the street from Caroline's house...

"What exactly are we doing here?" Bonnie asked."Why did you take me to Caroline's house?"

Kol shrugged. "I just thought we could have a little fun, that's all."

Bonnie felt her jaw drop. "Fun? What kind of fun?" she suddenly felt more awake than she had before. Awake and suspicious. "You're not gonna get us into trouble, are you?"

"Have I ever gotten us into trouble?" Kol asked her. "Just trust me, will you? Have I ever let you have a bad time?"

Bonnie sighed. "Well, no. I wouldn't say you have."

Kol nodded and opened his door. "All right," he said getting out. Come on then." He came around and opened Bonnie's door, grabbing her hand to help her down. His car was so big that there was a distance between the car door and the ground. "There you go," he said, when she was safely out of the car. "Come on." They crossed the street, sneaking into Caroline's backyard. "This is so bad," Bonnie whispered with a grin. "We really shouldn't be doing this."

"I know," Kol nodded, his grin wicked. "That's what makes it so much fun!" He took off his coat and dove naked into Caroline's pool. When he resurfaced, he looked up at Bonnie eagerly. "Come in, darling," he said. "The water's fine."

Bonnie stared down at him for a moment, then slowly removed her coat, throwing it in some bushes before sitting down on the pool's edge and easing herself into the water. "Oh, this is nice and warm," she said. "Caroline wasn't kidding when she told me they turned the pool heater on at night. I like it." She swam forward and then submerged, holding her breath for what seemed like a very long time before she came up for air, splashing Kol in the process. "Hey!" he said. "No fair. You should warn a man before you do something like that."

She backed him up against the wall of the pool, their lips nearly touching. "Who says I want to be fair?" Bonnie whispered. "Fair's not much fun. So what are you gonna do now? Without saying anything, Kol took Bonnie in his arms and kissed lips, then his lips went down her neck, his hand going down her back. As their lips met again, he backed her up against the pool wall, preparing to enter her, but just as he was about to do so, the water, which had been warm before, began to cool down rapidly. He felt himself stop. He tried again, and then once more, but try as he might, nothing happened. Finally, Bonnie opened her eyes. "The water's too cold," she said. "We might as well go home, Kol. I'm a bit tired anyway." And then before he could say a word, she boosted herself out of the pool, put on her coat and headed for the car. Even after she was gone, Kol just stood in the cold pool, looking down at himself in dismay, feeling as if he'd just been betrayed by his own body. Then, the light came on in one of the windows of the house. He heard someone coming outside.

"Who's out there?" Caroline's voice called.

Not feeling up to compelling her to forget him, Kol carefully got out of the pool, grabbed his coat and ran back to the car.

"What kept you?" Bonnie asked.

"Caroline came out," he answered. "I didn't feel up to making her forget me. And by the way, I think it would be best if you moved out."

"Excuse me?!" Bonnie asked, her eyes wide. But Kol didn't say anymore. He sat in silence the entire ride back to the house and the next day, she'd found her suitcases packed and piled outside the bedroom door.

"So what if it was about that?" Kol asked. "It happened, why do we still have to talk about it?"

"Because I didn't care!" Bonnie said. "It didn't matter to me that you had an off night. That happens! I can't believe you care so much about that that you let one bad night destroy our entire relationship. That's the thing about Roger; to him, relationships are about more than just sex. You wouldn't catch him ending something because of one off night."

"Well, and why not?" Kol asked. "He's probably still a virgin. Guys who look like him usually are."

"Why are you so hung up on his looks?" Bonnie asked. "I'm not gonna have this conversation anymore. If you can talk about something other than Roger, then that's good. But until then, no one is talking."

"You're the one who brought up last summer," Kol said. "I was just answering like you wanted."

"Well, that was a mistake," Bonnie said. "You're obviously not ready to talk about it yet. And until you are, which at the rate things are going will be the twelfth of never, there's not even a remote chance of us getting back together, all right?" She looked up. "Oh, here comes our waiter. I think I will have the shrimp. What about you?"