Day 4: Motives by Noisca (T)

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Fandom Category: The Vampire Diaries
Pairing: Bonnie Bennett/Elijah Mikaelson
Fic Title: Motives
Author: Noisca
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8003430/1/Motives
Rating/Warning(s): T / violence, spoilers for 3.15
Genre: Romance, Drama
WIP?: Yes

Why This Must Be Read: One of the things I've always loved about fandom are the stories, and fanworks for the characters that don't really interact all the much in canon. If you think of a pairing it probably exists, and one day as luck would have it I thought about Elijah and Bonnie, and I wondered if anyone had written it, and sure enough I stumbled upon this gem. Bonnie and Elijah are two such wonderful characters who unfortunately haven't as much as acknowledged each other on the show, but this author has used all that potential and has written this amazing piece. After the events of All My Children Elijah takes it upon himself to gain Bonnie's forgiveness, while she does all she can do to ignore him. The chemistry between these two is just wow; you will not regret giving this one a try.

He was everywhere she went.

He was sitting in the library when she was borrowing books, he was standing behind her in the line when she was buying groceries, he was even sitting in the park when she was out for a run.

She tried her hardest not to notice him, she was done with his confusing confessions and the threatening words in between. She didn't talk to him, even if he took the initiative. In fact, whenever he was around she did her best to make it crystal clear that she was pretending he didn't exist. He'd stand beside her for a couple of minutes, engaging in his one-sided conversation about nothing in particular before he'd finally take the hint and leave.

She had been very satisfied with her course of action, it had worked, until now.

"I get the distinct feeling you're ignoring me."

The smooth, calm voice brought her back with a jerk from the world of ancient Wiccan symbols and old Latin scriptures. She didn't look up – she had vowed herself not to – but she could discern the luster of expensive fabric from the corner of her eye. So she kept her eyes steadily on the scene in front of her (a crowd of teenagers illegally getting drunk by the bar) and did her best to pretend he was air.

A moment later she nearly ignited the table she sat at when she felt his warm breath in her ear. She gripped the table harshly and her eyes fixed on the arm resting on the table, while the rest of him was crouching beside her booth. Her eyes followed vigilantly the absentminded taps his fingers made on the table, trying to distract herself from the warm breaths that toyed with her hair.

"I'm not very keen to being ignored, Miss Bennett. Never have been." His voice wasn't intimidating, it was the epitome of patience and composure, yet his words brought a shudder of fright traveling up her spine. She struggled to hide it, but she was sure he noticed it anyway.

"I'm afraid I tend to take to rather... drastic measures whenever being paid no heed." Bonnie stiffened, wondering about these measures he was implying. Would he go after her friends? She didn't think so, somehow she believed the respect he had for Elena prevented him from doing that. But she knew he had no problem with killing per se, he could easily kill whomever of her classmates in the Grill tonight. But she also knew Matt spiked every drink with vervain these days, so every gulp of their blood would hurt him as much as them.

With that she had made up her mind, she'd stick to her plan.

He stayed quiet for a while before he clicked his tongue resolutely and stood. "Very well. Until later, Miss Bennett." She kept her eyes straight forward as she heard him stride towards the door, letting out a breath that seemed to have been kept in forever. The promise of there being a later bothered her, but for the moment she let herself be relieved.

"Hey, Bonnie. Are you alright?" She looked up and caught Matt looking at her concerned. He held a tray with dirty dishes in one hand and a wet swab in the other. She was one again reminded of how admirably normal Matt's life was. He spiked his custumers' drinks with vervain, he fought vampires and he maybe even was a medium; but he also had a job, acceptable grades and high chances of getting a football scholarship at the end of the year.

She would give a lot for that normalcy.

She gave him a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

He inspected her carefully, not really believing her. "Are you sure? I mean, that was Elijah, right?"

"Yeah it was, but I'm fine, Matt. Really." Bonnie assured him. "He didn't actually do anything." Besides pushing her nerves to the limit of a breakdown.

He seemed to decide to believe her, throwing a glance towards the door the original had exited only seconds ago. "What was it about anyway? I thought he had left town along with that other psycho brother of his."

Bonnie realized she never had told anyone about Elijah. She realized she never even had thought about telling anyone about Elijah. She realized she didn't want anyone to know about Elijah. The revelation scared her, why hadn't she told anyone?

Somewhere in the back of her mind Bonnie actually knew why. Somehow, of some strange, totally unacceptable reason, she considered her disputes with Elijah something that only she should know about. Something that only concerned her. Completely unacceptable.

"I don't know really." Bonnie finally answered lamely, her mind spinning in circles. "Maybe he has returned to assist Klaus or something. I don't know."

Matt nodded absentmindedly, looking at the clock hanging above the bar a little stressed. "I have to go. Be careful Bonnie. Whatever it is he wants, I don't think he'll give up until he gets it."

Then he left Bonnie at the booth, not noticing the way she put her head heavily and kind of hopelessly in her hands.