A/N- In case anyone is confused, there are TWO Bonnies out and about at this point. One is at the circus, and the other is with Kol. It's not just one Bonnie making dumb decisions.

A few minutes later, a large, cheerful man with white hair dressed in a ringmaster's outfit approached Bonnie. "So," he said. "You must be one of the new ones."

"Yeah," Bonnie nodded. "What do you want with me?" She crossed her arms and tried to control her breathing.

"You have magic," he said with a sly grin. "Don't you?"

"Yes," Bonnie nodded. "But I don't use it. And even if I did, it wouldn't be for the likes of you. So let me go. I won't do anything for you."

"Actually, you will," he said pleasantly. "And we can go about our business the easy way or the hard way."

"I won't use my magic to do things for you!" Bonnie told him. "My powers are mine and no one else's."

The man grinned wider. "Looks like we'll be going the hard way then," he said. "And it's a real shame because I don't like doing things the hard way." "Joe!" He called to a scrawny, gaunt boy in the corner. "Come here, would you?"

"Yes, sir," the boy whispered. There was as much to his voice as there was to his body, which was covered black smudges as if he'd been covered with fireplace ashes. But when he and another boy with a similar look grabbed Bonnie and dragged her back against the basement wall, it was with surprising strength. Bonnie struggled, but couldn't release herself. "Let me go!" She yelled. "Please! What are you doing to me?!"

"Don't worry," the ringmaster replied calmly, what looked to be a magic fireball materializing in his hands. "This won't hurt a bit." But as he hurled the fireball in Bonnie's direction, she suddenly heard someone cry "No!" And then a shape hurled itself in front of Bonnie's body, shielding her from the worst of the magic. The ringmaster swore as light enveloped Julie. There was a bright flash and then Bonnie opened her eyes. She looked down and saw that Julie was now in the same shape as the boys who held her. "Let me go!" She growled to them. Grudgingly, they let her go and she got down on her knees, cradling Julie who gave a low groan. "What did you do to her?" Bonnie growled at the ringmaster.

"I have her power," he said simply. "I meant to take yours, but she got in the way," He wrenched Julie out of Bonnie's grip and kicked the redhead's body aside. "What a shame it is, too, because Julie really was one of my most talented girls. However, life goes on."

"Is that what you want?" Bonnie asked, trying to keep her voice from shaking. "To take my powers?"

"Like I told you," the ring master replied, "There's an easier way, a way to get on my good side and still keep your powers. You just chose to be difficult and it cost your friend her life. Aren't you ashamed?"

"No," Bonnie shook her head. "I'm not. And I'm gonna make sure that you don't do what you did to Julie to anyone else! And I will get out of here. All of us will."

"How?" The ringmaster asked.

"I know a guy," Bonnie said. "He's powerful. He knows where I am and when he finds out I'm in trouble, he'll come to rescue me."

The ringmaster smirked. "He might. But first he'll have to realize you're missing. And by the time that happens, it will most likely be too late for you."

"So," Kol asked Bonnie when they were settled quietly at home. "What did you think of the circus? Did I miss a lot by not being around to watch the clowns? Actually, I did, didn't I? I didn't get to see you perform!"

Bonnie grinned and ran her hand lightly down his cheek. "That's okay," she told him. "There'll be other times."

"I don't know about that," Kol told her. "Once might be enough."

"Oh, come on," Bonnie replied. "In the grand scheme of things, circuses are not that bad. There are worse things out there to be afraid of." She grinned. "Are you afraid of me?"

Kol shook his head. "Why would I be?"

She grinned and stripped off her clothes, kissing him deeply. "Cause sometimes I can be...a little scary. But that's okay with you, right?"

Kol picked her up and as she pulled out of the kiss, he grinned. "Why don't you terrify me?"

They started kissing wildly when they were interrupted by Kol's phone ringing again. Kol reluctantly put Bonnie down and went to see who it was.

"It says it's you again," He told her. "Why don't I just answer it?"

Bonnie shook her head and tried to snatch the phone away. Kol, however, managed to hold onto it. "Hello?" He answered.

"Kol!" Bonnie replied, her voice in a panic. "Thank god you answered the phone! I need your help. I'm in trouble. Please, please help me!" She shrieked and the line went dead.

"That was weird," Kol said as he shut his phone. "Maybe I should go check it out. You seemed like you're in trouble..."

Bonnie gave a laugh that was not as pleasant as it usually was. "Oh, please," she said. "Stop worrying. I'm right here. How can I be in trouble somewhere else? I can't be in two places at once."

"I don't know," Kol replied. "Wait a minute, that was rhetorical, wasn't it?"

"Yes," Bonnie kissed him. "Now, let's forget all about those silly phone calls and just have fun, all right?"

"Okay," Kol agreed. "You won't hear me complain about that." He picked her up and carried her off to their room, leaving the phone alone on the living room floor.

"So," the ringmaster asked Bonnie, hovering over her shoulder as she slammed the phone down in frustration. "Is your knight in shining armor coming to your rescue?"

"No," Bonnie shook her head. "Damn it, why won't he answer?"

The ringmaster let out a chuckle and picked up her phone. "I told you," he said. "He probably doesn't even know you're missing. And even if he realized who was calling, why would he believe it if you're already home with him? I've explained all of this to you already. Now, do you want to play ball with me, or will someone else have to die on your behalf?"

"What do you want from me?" Bonnie asked.

"I just require your aid," he said. "I want you to replace your friend Julie in my little show. Prove to an audience of mere humans that magic does exist."

Bonnie shook her head. "I won't. I stopped using my powers just to help others a long time ago."

The ringmaster sighed. "You don't have many other options. Your choices are either, one, you do magic for me, or two, I take your magic by force and use it myself. Which one would you like?"

Bonnie sighed. "I guess you can have my magic." The the ringmaster grinned, slowly coming toward her. When he reached out for her, she gave him a swift kick in the head that sent him tumbling to the floor. "You can have it when I'm cold and dead." She watched as the goons that had held her stumbled forward to try and assist their fallen master but she blasted them with a brain pain spell which apparently worked even better on regular people. Then she ran off and began looking around for the door out of the basement. She found another door and opened it, but instead of an exit, she found a bunch of human-sized cages, each with a person in them.

"What in hell?" Bonnie whispered. She went up to one of the cages and asked the girl inside, "How did you get here?"

"Just like you did, presumably," she said. "I was picked out of the crowd a few towns over. They told me I was just gonna help with a trick and then after the 'magic words' I found myself here. I want to go home!"

Bonnie nodded. "That's understandable, but why can't you just get yourself out by magic?"

"Touch one of the bars," the girl told her. Bonnie touched the bar of the cell, but not very long. It was covered with a substance that burned her hands. "Witch-hazel," the girl said. "It cuts off all our powers. It's only temporary, but it burns like you wouldn't believe. Ironic that it's so helpful to humans, though."

Bonnie tried to cast a spell, but the girl was right. Nothing happened. "We would have to have something that harms us, wouldn't we?" She muttered to herself. "Just like the vampires and their vervain and the werewolves and their wolfsbane." She looked back at the girl. "So you can't get out of the cage?"

"I could, I suppose," she said. "But it's just easier to do what the ringmaster says. He promised he's gonna let us go one day."

Bonnie scoffed. "And by that time, he'll probably have taken your powers and killed you all. You should all go now. I'll help you."

"The ringmaster is crazy!" The girl warned. "And you wouldn't believe how much power he's gotten from the disobedient people he's brought here and killed. He's incredibly powerful. In order to defeat him, you'd need someone incredibly powerful too."

"That shouldn't be a problem," Bonnie assured her. "I know just the man. Once I can get a hold of him, that is."

"So," Kol asked Bonnie. "How about you show me some more magic?"

"No," Bonnie told him. "I'm not some performing monkey that will show you magic at will!"

"Okay!" Kol told her. "I just thought it would be fun. Sorry, I won't ask again."

"Good," Bonnie grinned, relieved he wouldn't push the issue. The truth was, as a duplicate, she couldn't do any magic at all and that would obviously be a dead giveaway that she wasn't who he thought she was.

"Are you all right?" Kol asked her. "You seem...different since we got back from the circus."

"How?" Bonnie asked.

"You're much moodier than you usually are," Kol told her. "Has something upset you?"

"No," Bonnie shook her head. "I'm fine. Stop asking! In fact, can you just leave me? You're beginning to get irritating!"

Kol scoffed. "All right," he said. "I'll leave you alone. When you feel like it, I'll be waiting for you in the living room."

Bonnie made no response, so Kol just left, going back to the living room and picking his phone up off the floor. He saw that he had a missed message. He clicked on it. It was from Bonnie. It read: Stuck at the circus. Me and other witches held hostage for magic. You brought home a fake. We need to be rescued. Come ASAP. Watch out for the Ringmaster.

Bonnie