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"Hey, what do you think – purple one shoulder or the red with the back out?" Bonnie asked as she held each selection up before Elena for her opinion a couple of nights later.

"Going out with Kol?" Elena asked.

"No," Bonnie frowned. She smiled as she remembered her earlier encounter. "No actually this guy came up to me when I was coming out of The Blue Moon from getting some ingredients. We struck up a conversation and he was just so nice. So…I'm meeting him for dinner and then some dancing on Bourbon."

"Well have a good time. Just be safe Bonnie," Elena smiled.

"You're not going out with Elijah?"

"I didn't run into Elijah today," Elena smiled. "Where's Caroline?"

"Klaus took her to an art show in The Warehouse District," Bonnie said. She waved the dresses before Elena again.

"Red," Elena smiled.

"Thanks," Bonnie grinned and thirty minutes later she was slipping out the front door and making her way to Bourbon Street. She smiled as she greeted the blonde headed man who had made such an impression on her. He took her to the seafood restaurant the next block up and she was having an okay time but halfway through she realized that yet again she was comparing him to Kol. What was wrong with her? When had she started using Kol as her ideal date measure? She'd never actually been on a date with him – nor did she want to. Lie.

She realized Jacob had finished speaking and was waiting for some sort of response. She flushed with embarrassment and shook her head.

"I'm so sorry my mind wandered a little bit. What were you saying?"

"I asked if you wanted dessert or if you were ready to go dancing…"

"Oh no dessert thanks," Bonnie smiled. They left to walk to the bar with the small dance floor. The doors were open and the action had spilled out well into the street since it was pedestrian traffic only. The band was playing some fantastic dance music and Bonnie was laying out her best moves. Of course the fact that she'd had about five Sazeracs and she was feeling pretty unencumbered at the moment might have something to do with that.

They were dancing towards the outer edge of the crowd which was probably a good thing because all of that alcohol was going to her head and Bonnie was feeling pretty warm.

"Here have another drink," Jacob said and Bonnie knew she should say no but she was so thirsty. He smiled as he watched her drink.

"That's it little witch – drink up," he grinned. Wait? Did he just call her a witch?

"Wait? What did you say?" Bonnie said but she seemed to be having trouble getting the words out. He eased the cup out of her numb fingers. "I don't feel well…"

"I bet you don't," he smirked. He began to lead her towards a darker alleyway down one of the side streets.

"Thanks mate. I'll take it from here," Bonnie heard a new voice through the fog. Why did it seem familiar? Her vision was blurry but she did manage to recognize Kol. He had Jacob pinned against the alley wall and then Bonnie watched helplessly as Kol snapped the other man's neck. She tried to give him an aneurysm – to stop him – but she couldn't focus her magic. In fact she couldn't even seem to stay upright any longer.

As she began to pitch forward Kol scooped her into his arms. His hand felt surprisingly comforting on her back. He settled her on his lap as he sat on the cobblestones.

"Okay, okay…let me help you darling," Kol murmured gently against her ear. A moment later he was offering her his wrist. She wanted to clamp her mouth shut in refusal but her body didn't seem to be responding to any of her commands. Her eyes went wide with fright. She swallowed and Kol's blood tasted amazing. When had blood ever tasted good?

When his wrist had closed Kol scooped her into his arms again and began to carry her.

"I don't suppose you can tell me where you're staying love?" Bonnie shook her head and he wasn't sure if it was because she couldn't or because she wouldn't. Something wasn't right about how secretive she was being with where she was staying.

"Okay well in that case you'll stay with Elijah and me tonight," he smiled at her and she cuddled her head on his shoulder as he walked her the few blocks to Elijah's French Quarter townhouse which incidentally was only three blocks from where Rebekah's townhouse was. He fumbled with getting the door open while still holding Bonnie. When he finally got inside Elijah was writing at his desk. He rose when he saw the state Bonnie was in.

"What happened?"

"I…I was following her but it's a good thing I was. She got tangled up with a werewolf who decided to ruffie her," Kol growled angrily. He carried Bonnie to his bedroom while Elijah followed. "I gave her some of my blood so I'm going to make sure she sleeps it off alright." Elijah nodded and grabbed the coverlet at the end of Kol's bed while Kol found Bonnie's phone. As Elijah made sure she was settled in alright Kol placed a call.

"Hey BonBon, how's the date going?" Elena asked.

"I don't think it went very well considering she got ruffied."

"Kol?" Elena's confusion came through the phone. "Is she alright?"

"I think she'll sleep it off just fine. I believe a werewolf smelled vampire on her and wanted to settle the score," Kol said. "She's staying the night with Elijah and me."

"Kol, thanks for calling me. We would have been worried sick. I'm glad you were there to look out for her."

"Me too," Kol said as he fingered a lock of Bonnie's hair. He ended the call to Elena. Who knows what might have happened to his little witch if he hadn't been there? He'd been jealous as he'd watched her dancing with another. Why wasn't she out with him?

"Possibly because you didn't ask her," Elijah said from the doorway of the bathroom where he had brought a cloth for Bonnie's head. Kol must have spoken his last thoughts aloud. Bonnie groaned suddenly and began to scramble for the edge of the bed. At this point all Kol could do was halfway move out of the way and hold her hair back as she was sick several times.

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