"So what exactly happened?" Caroline asked Bonnie. "Were you hurt?"

"Caroline, they turned me into a lion and beat me day and night!" Bonnie cried in exasperation. "Of course I was hurt! I mean, they healed me up after every show, but, you know, that didn't make all the pain go away."

"I'm sorry," Caroline hugged her. "We should go out, just you and me. Would that make you feel better?"

"Actually," Bonnie grinned. "I was thinking of spending time with Kol. He did rescue me, you know. It was kind of romantic, actually."

"Yeah," Caroline nodded. "Just what every girl dreams of: to be horribly injured and then spirited away by some guy."

"Well, if you take out the 'being horribly injured' part, it sounds better," Bonnie conceded.

"You're all right now, though?" Caroline asked.

"Yeah," Bonnie nodded. "At least for now. The ringmaster was pretty powerful and I don't know if a snapped neck will be enough to keep him down forever."

"What did he want from you?" Caroline asked.

"My powers," Bonnie replied. "He wanted to control the powers of every single witch he kidnapped. And because I resisted, he decided that he wanted to take mine. It's funny because just before all this happened, I was thinking about never using them again."

She paused. "But enough about me. How have things been going with you and Kol's brother? Has that gone anywhere?"

Caroline shrugged. "We've been out a few times, but we haven't thought of making it too serious. Although I might bring him to Jenny's wedding tomorrow. Or I might not. I assume you're bringing Kol?"

Bonnie's eyes widened. "Jenny's bachelorette party is tomorrow? And I haven't even picked up my dress yet! What if I'm too late to get it? And I can't bring a date. I didn't mark a plus one."

"Don't worry," Caroline told her. "I have it in my closet at home. We can go pick it up now if you want."

"Sure," Bonnie replied. "Why not? Thanks for keeping it for me."

Caroline shrugged. "It's all right. From the sound of things, you had a lot more to worry about than picking up a dress for a wedding."

"What are you wearing that for?" Kol asked as Bonnie strolled into the kitchen that evening wearing the plum-colored gown Caroline had brought.

"It's a bridesmaid dress," Bonnie told him. "Caroline's and my friend Jenny is getting married tomorrow."

"Oh," Kol nodded. "How nice. Do you need me to escort you?"

"I thought about it," Bonnie replied. "But then I realized that I replied to the invitation when you and I weren't together, and I think Roger was gonna be busy, so I didn't put a plus one. And I don't think it would be polite for me to just bring you without prior notice."

"Oh, it's not a problem!" Kol told her. "All I need to do is a few little mind tricks and it won't be a problem for me to get in too."

"No," Bonnie shook her head. "You're not gonna use any vampire mind tricks on any of my friends, okay? Cause you're not coming with me. And even if you were, I still wouldn't let you."

"Oh, come on!" Kol grinned. "Where's your sense of fun? Did it disappear at the hands of the ringmaster?"

"No, it didn't," Bonnie told him tightly. "But my friend's wedding, the thing she's been waiting for for months, is not the place to indulge in your kind of fun!"

Kol's eyebrow arched. "And please tell me," he told her. "What exactly would you consider 'my type of fun'?"

"I don't know off the top of my head, but I bet if I let you come, you'd be drunk or something the whole time," Bonnie replied. "And most likely convince me to be to. So I think I should keep you away this once, and then I'll reintroduce you to everyone so they know we're together and then the next time after there's an event, you can come with me. Is that a good compromise?"

Kol sighed. "Fine," he said. "If it will make you happy, I'll sit this one out."

"Thank you," Bonnie told him. "I appreciate it, and I promise to make it up to you." She grinned, took his hand, and gave it a squeeze, then stood up. "I have to leave for Jenny's bachelorette party after I change clothes," she said. "Are you gonna be all right by yourself?"

"Yes," Kol nodded. "I'm perfectly capable of entertaining myself on my own. Of course it's not as much fun, but it suffices."

"Well, good," Bonnie replied. "Just promise me that the house will be in one piece by the time I come back."

"Yeah," Kol nodded. "It will." Bonnie went to get dressed and then came back, grabbing her purse off the sofa. "All right," she told him. "I'm going now. I'm not gonna ask if there's anything I can do for you before I go because if I do that, I'm gonna be late."

"Not necessarily," Kol replied, getting up and running to block the door. "I can make it quick."

Bonnie stared at him incredulously for a few seconds and then burst out laughing. "No, you can't," she told him, her body shaking. "No, you can't."

Kol thought a moment. "You're right," he said. "I can't. Go ahead and go and you can tell me about all the crazy shenanigans you got up to when you get back."

"I was gonna do that anyway," Bonnie told him. She gave him one last peck on the lips before leaving the house. Once she was gone, Kol called his brother.

"Nik, you wanna come over? Bonnie's gonna be gone for awhile, so I'm here by myself."

"Where did she go?" Klaus asked. "Some business thing?"

"No," Kol said. "Bachelorette party. In Vegas."

"You know," Klaus told him, "I've not been there since the mob days. I think I want to go again. Would you like to come with me?"

"As long as we stay away from Bonnie so she can't accuse me of spying on her or something, I'm up for it," Kol told him. When do you want to leave?"

That night, the bachelorette party was in full swing. As the women watched the strippers and danced along to the music, Bonnie and Caroline were sitting together at a table with a tray full of shots.

"Have another one," Caroline urged, downing one herself.

"No," Bonnie said tiredly, her head on the table. "I'm tired. I want to go up to my room."

"Oh, come on!" Caroline told her. "The night is young! You have to do one daring thing while you're here. If you just do things that you can tell anyone about, what's the fun of coming to Vegas in the first place?"

"I did do one daring thing," Bonnie replied. "I let you talk me into drinking all those shots. Now, I'm gonna spend the rest of the trip reaping what I sowed." She stood up and stumbled out of the bar, collapsing on a bench just outside it. The noise she made startled someone who was throwing up in the bushes next to the bench. He turned and looked down. "Well, what do you know?" Kol grinned, sitting next to her. "Fancy seeing you here."

"I don't want to talk," Bonnie groaned, her hand on her forehead. "I drank too much and I know it's gonna be hell tomorrow."

"Well, I could take you back to my hotel with me," Kol offered. "I was just gonna go there after, you know, I finished throwing up in the bushes. Nik said he'd wait for me."

"All right," Bonnie nodded. "If I stayed back with everyone else, I'd be stuck in a room with Caroline, and I know from experience that she's not the best company when you're hung over."

Kol took Bonnie's hand and led her to the curb, then he stood in the middle of the street and yelled for a taxi. One slammed on its breaks and with a loud honk just barely avoided hitting him. Then, he and Bonnie got in and Bonnie was about to tell him where to go before Kol cut her off. "Wait a minute," he told her. "Before we go to the hotel, there's somewhere else we have to go first."

The next morning, Bonnie and Kol were abruptly awakened by Caroline storming into their room.

"Ever hear of knocking?" Bonnie asked, wincing and shutting her eyes tight. "What's wrong?"

"The problem is that you're missing Jenny's wedding!" Caroline told her. "Everyone's holding it up just for you! How could you miss the wedding of one of your best friends? Wait," She paused, grabbing Bonnie's hand. "What's this on your finger? It looks like a ring!"

"What?" Bonnie focused her gaze and stared in surprise at the good-sized ruby ring that was on her finger. "Where the hell did that come from?" She turned to face Kol, shaking him awake.

"What?" He mumbled. "What's the problem?"

"Did we get married last night?" Bonnie asked, putting the ring under his nose. "Is that what this is from?"

Kol took her hand. "Maybe," he said. "What are you so upset about? If we really did get married, what's the problem?"

"Well, there you go, Caroline," Bonnie said to her. "If I can't even remember my own wedding, can you blame me for forgetting about Jenny's too?"