Bonnie was in Rome, in a nightclub by herself. It's been years since the death of Enzo or since she talked to Caroline and Elena. She still mourned Enzo from time to time when she remembered their plans for the world together, but here she was doing it alone.

These few years away from Mystic Falls just made her angrier at them; they spent years depending on her to survive but yet called her self-righteous, judgy, or bitter. She had every right to be, didn't she? After all, they all continuously depend on her. Even in her vulnerable moments.

So after the wedding, she decided she needed a break. She left with all the money she had, literally a backpack of clothes, and bought a ticket to Europe. She's been living in different countries since; she wasn't sure what direction her life was going in, but she had time to enjoy it now.

So here she was at the bar after dancing her ass off, and she felt a bit hazy. She felt a huge shift in the energy in the room. Electricity ran down her spine. She turned to face the door and saw a blue-eyed hybrid. He raised his eyebrows when he realized who was staring at him. He slowly walked towards her, somehow making the crowd part for him. She had so few moments around him that she never got time to truly admire his beauty. She bit her lip when he came face-to-face with her, keeping eye contact.

"Funny seeing you here, witch," Klaus said, his eyes slowly roaming, observing the little changes in her. She proudly sported her natural curls, which touched her back. Her eyes appeared to glow, and her hips looked like they were molded perfectly for his hands.

"Klaus," she said coldly, but in truth, she felt very warm; she wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the club, or maybe just him. She kept her eyes on his face the entire time, fearing to make them linger anywhere else.

"Come on now, Bonnie; there is no need to be cold among all friends; let me buy you a drink." He said, charmingly motioning the bartender, who practically ran to their side. Causing her to laugh and Klaus to smile at her

"You were going to buy me a drink anyway." She said it pointedly. He smiled and ordered her a drink.

"So what brings you to Rome?" Klaus asked her. He cleared the VIP room, leaving just the two of them and the music pulsing in the background.

"I'm backpacking," she said, shrugging. She looked at him, then away; she was feeling jittery. Why did she agree to get in this room with him? He liked Caroline.

She wasn't a fool; she knew Mikealsons loved witches, especially powerful ones, and the past few years since they saw each other, she has sort of leveled up. Right now, her magic was a bit dormant because she hardly used it, but she knew it was enough to draw him in for whatever purpose he needed.

She had a feeling it was the reason he enrolled Hope in Caroline's school and left North America. Caroline continuously emailed her every month, which she ignored.

Bonnie jumped when she saw his hand move from his leg to hers. He rubbed on it with his thumb to see if she would accept his touch. Strangely, Bonnie felt comfort in his touch, so she let it be as she talked about what she had done in Europe so far. She still avoided his eyes.

She felt his hands move from her thighs to her shoulders to her chin. She swore each goosebumps he caused on her skin was from magic.

"Bonnie Bennett is shy; I never thought I'd see that," he chuckled. She rolled her eyes and turned to him, seeing the mischief in his eyes.

"I'm not shy, just cautious. You being you, there is always a motive," she said plainly.

"Right now, my motive is finding out what you taste like," he said, his thumb grazing her lips. She swore her heart just beat in her pussy instead of her chest. She took his thumb away from her lips, slightly frowning.

"Klaus, I can't," she said, saying she couldn't do what she wasn't sure. Did Caroline even want him still?

"Come on, Bonnie, give into temptation just a little," he said, pulling her on his lap and leaning to kiss her. Bonnie's hands immediately went to his jaw; she felt butterflies come alive in her tummy. She tasted the whiskey on his tongue as it explored her mouth, fighting for dominance. She wanted to drag her teeth against his soft lips. Fuck, why does kissing him feel so good?

She pulled away, tugging at his bottom lip with her teeth, causing him to groan. She gave him a cheeky smile. His hands traveled up her dress, his fingers rubbing lightly on her lace pants.

They spent the rest of their time at the club teasing each other, with her feeling his hand against her backside and him smelling her arousal all over the room and tasting it on his fingers. He felt hypnotized.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he invited her back to his room and had her lay on the bed in her green dress at her midriff. Her brown nipples were completely hard from his earlier teasing, her breasts moving in anticipation of her next orgasm.

His tongue felt at home sucking on her clit and slurping all the juices she released like water. He swore she was slowly nourishing him because he couldn't get enough of her taste. Calming his spirit that's been fighting with an unwanted guest for so long.

Bonnie felt her eyes begin to sting as she pulled on his hair and hastily grinded against his face. He had to hold her hips in place so he could catch every drop of her.

"Klaus!" she screamed as she exploded against his tongue. He was bringing out something in her she hadn't felt in awhile. He pulled away from her, taking his pants off, revealing his hardness to her; she could basically feel him in her. She got up and pulled him into a kiss. He picked her up and placed her gently on the bed, aligning himself against her entrance.

He slowly eased his way into her, enjoying the feeling of her slowly taking him in.

"Bonnie," he moaned as he reached the end of his length. He closed his eyes and moved slowly. Relishing in this moment of peace he had, a moment where he could finally enjoy the pleasures of life after being at war for so long.

He opened his eyes and stared at her face, watching her bewitch him, feeling her grasp his biceps tighter and tighter with each stroke sending electricity through his body.

God, was she made for me? he asked silently. She answered with a soft moan, pulling him down again so she could kiss him, and he embraced her, enjoying the way her tongue explored his mouth. The feel of her teeth pulling on his lip The way her nipples grazed against his chest He wanted to frame this memory forever. He never felt like this fucking someone.

She felt so close, and she knew he was too. His breath got shallow, and he buried his face in her neck, kissing and sucking on her. She pulled his hair just as they both orgasmed. The earth quaked, and Klaus's eyes widened with amazement as he saw what she made things float around her. He stops remaining inside of her. Catching his breath, he felt empty and at peace, like the hollow was not there anymore. He looked at her to see if she felt it too, but all she did was wrap her legs around him and ask him to move. Somehow she reached across the world and erased its presence, and he had no choice but to obey the witch who saved him.

His other siblings felt the shift too. They all felt free, not sure what caused it, but the hollow was gone, and the Mikealsons clan could be together again.