Lions Tigers And Bears

Swerving

"Bonnie," Lucy called out to her, touching her elbows.

"Hmm." Bonnie looked at her. They were sitting, waiting for Elijah to come with their bags.

"Are you alright? You've been spaced out since we got off the plane," Lucy said, nodding her head

"Yeah, I just have a lot to think about," she said, getting up as Elijah came towards them.

"Okay, so the item is secured, and we'll go to a hotel just 15 minutes away, and you ladies can rest," Elijah said. Someone with hyacinths in their hands caught Bonnie's attention; she was looking in the direction they were going.

"Bonnie?" Lucy said again, and Bonnie gave her the same response as earlier.

"Do you know them?" she asked, following her gaze. Bonnie shook her head.

"Let us go," Bonnie said, motioning for Elijah to lead the way. Lucy grabbed her hand and interlaced their fingers.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Lucy said, leaning her head on Bonnie's shoulder as they walked.

"Yes, everything is perfect," Bonnie mumbled. Lucy gave her a strange look but didn't push it. They got into the taxi, Elijah stopped, and they went on their way. They booked two rooms; the girls would share and Elijah would have his own.

Throughout the ride, Bonnie was silent, and Lucy filled the car with endless chatter, which only Elijah responded to.

"Come on, you can shower first," Bonnie told her. Lucy looked at Bonnie, but she just smiled at her.

"I'll go down and get something," Bonnie said, leaving the room. She ran into Elijah.

"Bonnie," Elijah said, looking at him. "Do you need something?" he asked her.

"No, I'm fine, just taking in some fresh air," she said. He nodded and watched her walk off. Bonnie knew she was acting strange, but it was mostly because she was still thinking about the vision she saw after she saw hope and her talk with the spirits. How was she going to find witches she trusted across the world to take on the power of the spirits? It was a burden to have their constant voices and opinions, and plus, it puts you so close to practising dark magic.

Bonnie looked up once she was outside. She shivered, regretting not changing her clothes. She went towards the café across the street, but she stopped when a young boy came up to her and tapped her hips. She looked at the little boy with grey hair and pale skin.

"Hey," she said hesitantly. She was not sure why he approached her or if he could understand English.

"My mama," he said, furrowing his eyebrows. Bonnie nodded, so he continued, but he just pointed in a direction instead. Bonnie looked at him; he pointed at her, then at him, then in the same direction again.

Should I follow him? She sighed and made a motion to follow him. The boy ran, and she followed as fast as she could. Is this where I get trafficked? Would Elijah find me? Would I see the girls again? Would I see Nik again?

After walking for 15 minutes, they came to a red Opel car. The boy stopped at the front driver's seat, and she saw a woman with matching grey hair. She looked unconscious. Bonnie opened the car door and touched the woman, feeling for a pulse, and there was one.

"We need to get her to the doctor," she said, stooping low to the little boy, who shook her head.

"Home," the boy said. Bonnie shook her head and said it to the doctor again. The boy motioned for sleep.

"How will we get there?" Bonnie asked. The boy pointed at Bonnie and then made a driving motion. Bonnie rolled her eyes. Why was she doing this?

"Help him." popped up in her mind, and she thought about how she was going to move the woman to the back.