Remember Me// Sequel to The Poison Kiss

Chapter 2

Bonnie had no idea how she kept getting herself into these situations, really, she didn't. She was sitting in the woods, minding her own damn business thank you very much, when she was knocked out.

Now being knocked out normally was already bad enough. But when you get knocked out by magic, that was a recipe for a hell of a headache later. So, needless to say, she was a little unhappy when she woke in a mysterious cave. What is it with villains and caves?

Bonnie rubbed her head and looked around for any signs of life or any means of escape. She used her magic to unlock the chains around her and she rolled her eyes. Idiots.

She looked around for a while until she found the cave entrance. This was too easy. She hesitantly reached her hand out and hissed as something burned her hand. It seemed that if she went past the entrance she'd be burned. The work of a witch.

Bonnie looked down to see boils on her once smooth hand and grimaced. Healing magic took up a lot of energy and if she were to get out of here, she'd need all the energy she had.

"Like my little trick?"

Bonnie turned quickly to see a woman in a black romper and a man twice her size leaning against the side wall of the cave.

"Wasn't very fond of it. Who are you? What do you want?"

"Straight to the point I see." The woman held out her hand. "I'm Lilith."

Bonnie ignored the hand and Lilith dropped it to her side with a nervous nod.

"You know I'm a big fan. You're famous in the supernatural world. One of the last Bennett's, most powerful witch of her kind, took down an original..."

Bonnie tilted her head at that. How did they know that?

"How the hell do you know that?" she asked taking a step forward and her magic flaring around her.

Lilith raised her hands in defense. "I wouldn't kill the witch that's keeping you captive. Hard to break a dead witches spell," she said almost smugly. "As for how I know...well what witch wouldn't know you used that spell. And as I know, it's a little hard to not be important to that magical being you redeemed."

"I'm not important to Klaus he doesn't even remember me."

The man beside them chuckled.

"Oh, dear you really did go into this blind."

Lilith smiled.

"This is my brother Kenny. He was turned about ten years ago. After he was turned, by Klaus Mikaelson, he became a ripper. I already knew I was a witch at that point, and I couldn't stop him. His best friend used that same spell on him. Her name's Tarah. She used it and after, he was more protective of her, and remembered their time in the dream world."

Bonnie looked down at the ground. There was no way, was there?

Just then the barrier sizzled, and Bonnie's eyes widened as a witch chanted outside. A gust of wind flew past them and Kenny was soon laying on the ground, a hole in his chest. It was Rebekah, and if that was Rebekah then the witch outside must be the long-lost sister.

Soon Damon and Klaus walked into the cave as Lilith cowered against the wall. She clearly wasn't expecting such an overwhelming force of people.

Klaus quickly killed her then turned to Bonnie he rushed to the shocked girls form and took her face in his hands.

"You alright?"

She nodded and Klaus's gaze went to her hand. He bit into his wrist and Bonnie drank the blood until her hand healed.

"I don't understand," Bonnie said quietly.

"Well witchy, you went missing then Klaus shows up all frazzled. Apparently, he got a message that these idiots had kidnapped you. Got all crazy and murderous, thought I'd tag along," Damon said.

Bonnie nodded as her brain tried to process what was all happening.

Bonnie was now sitting on the couch across from Klaus.

"I did it to protect you."

Bonnie sighed and nodded. "I know. I just need some time."

"Take all the time you need."

Damon's POV

"What's got you so down?"

Damon turned to the sound of Rebekah 's voice.

"Nothing."

"Yeah, because that was convincing."

Damon sighed. "Nothing it's just..I lost someone and I don't really know..."

"Well, you may not be able to see them anymore, but as long as you remember them, they'll live forever. Better than immortality, being remembered. 

A/N: Thanks for reading!