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"The usual place Mrs.Bennett?"
"Like always! Thanks George."
Watching as her orders were brought in and placed in their usual place, she nodded, making sure that everything was brought in with a clipboard in hand.
Strong arms wrapped around her from behind and she smiled, leaning into her husband's touch.
"Everything will be there like they always are. Why not join me for lunch, hmm? You've been at this all morning."
She sighed, "I could go for some lunch right about now." Now that she thought about it, she was feeling quite hungry.
"Excellent! We've never had a lunch date in some time because of the little leaches."
She gave him a look, "Those leeches just so happen to be our children."
"Yes, I am aware." he nodded sagely and then mischievously added, "Perhaps I could jog your memory on how we had acquired them?"
She laughed, turning to gave his grinning smug face, "I don't need any reminders. Three is more than enough."
He shrugged, placing a kiss on her forehead, "Lunch?" and she nodded, giving in, just as she did most of the time her gave her those looks.
"Camren? Can you take over? It's just the usual deliveries." she asked one of her employees
He gave her a salute, "No problem Bonnie!" and she smiled in thanks. Looking at her charming husband, who held out his arm, she took it with a fond look.
"You've already made a reservation didn't you?"
"Guilty, but you could never say no to my charm now could you love?" he replied cheekily, making her laugh.
"Then lead the way, my dearest Enzo."
Taking in the streets of her home for the past twenty years, a home she created with the man beside her for just as long, with a job she loved, three beautiful children, and a powerful witch on her own, Bonnie had to say she had done well for herself.
Bonnie Bennett had been born to Abby Bennett and Rudy Hopkins, granddaughter to Shelia Bennett with a long history of powerful witches. A line she had continued and showed that their power wasn't waning in any way.
But she was also someone else. Someone who loved watching a television show called The Vampire Diaries the same way she hated it. Who'd bing watch the show in between her day job which she loved.
Someone who found themselves as the character she pitied the most. Bonnie Bennett was a powerful witch, but she had let others walk all over her. The more she watched, the angrier she became with the alleged Scooby Gang.
Bonnie was a Fix It Witch. A magic eight ball that was shaken until she had the answer. Not respected at all and is always expected to lay down her life for her so-called best friend.
And the more she watched, the more she learned about the Bennett family history, the more disgusted she was. Even towards Bonnie herself. Why couldn't she just tell them to go hang?!
Then she found herself as said fictional character and she freaked. Her time as a baby had helped her in giving her time and space to deal with her existential crisis but by the time she was four, she decided to put on her big girl pants and Deal. She was a Bonnie and the other would simply be Canon Bonnie.
Getting lessons from her Grams was simple. Despite her annoyance at Canon Bonnie, this Bonnie still loved magic and planned on learning everything she could about it. Her Grams also loved magic, loved that she loved magic, and taught her everything she knew.
Spells. Potions. Rituals. Dark Arts. Herbs. Voodoo. Spellcraft. Runes.
Shelia Bennett had a well of knowledge and once again she mourned the loss that Canon Bonnie didn't have anyone to teach her anything.
She had taken in everything as a duck in water, her previous profession as a pharmacist had helped greatly when it came to memorization. She was given her own grimoire, something every witch had to create their own spells which she had begun to do immediately.
By the time she was ten, Bonnie was a certified witch according to her Grams who had a proud glint in her eyes. It was also when she decided that she was going to come clean to her Grams. It wasn't a decision she had chosen to do lightly, but seeing as she had no idea how to go about changing the shit show known as canon, she needed help.
Her Grams listened to her explanation, which turned into a full-blown-out rant on her anger towards Elena and the Salvatore brothers. At the end of it, her Grams was quiet and simply asked,
"Why do you have to do anything sweetheart?"
That-
That had stumped her.
She blinked and looked at the older witch, who took her by the hand and gave her a soft smile. Grams had already suspected that there was something different about her, apparently, she was a very aware baby, but she had never suspected this.
Bonnie looked at her Grams as she calmly told her that she didn't have to get involved in any of the supernatural business, that she could simply leave and not involve herself.
And something about that had shook her.
Wasn't that what she wanted Canon Bonnie to do too? Didn't she wish she could just leave and live her life Scooby Gang-free? So why didn't she think about doing so herself? Why did she think she had to do something about it?
Her Grams gave her a look and she grinned sheepishly, launching herself at her with a hug. There would always be death in the supernatural world sweetheart, she explained, but that doesn't mean we can solve it all.
Shelia Bennett was the person she loved the most and she was going to make sure she never died of anything but natural causes.
So now with a goal in mind, Bonnie set out to do what she needed to do. Step 1? Collect Emily Bennett's Grimoire. No Salvatore was going to get their hands on it. Step 2? Get Enzo out of Augustine.
Getting to Whitmore College was easy as her Grams gave lectures there. A simply invisible spell she remembered from the Gemini Coven and it was easy to move around undetected. It became a favorite spell of her Grams-not that she blamed her.
By the time it was time for them to leave, they had bundled up one grateful vampire at the back of their car with a daylight ring. Her Grams might not like vampires, but she wasn't all oh they have to die kind of witch.
Also, it was Enzo.
Helping Enzo get acclimated to the modern world wasn't so hard, but it did help her with Step 3 of her plan. Contacting Slater.
Bonnie planned on selling a few daylight rings, enough so she didn't have to worry about money ever. She was a badass witch but that still meant she had to pay the bills and seeing that it was her second life, a life she wanted to live her best, money was a top priority.
Her Grams laughed at her, patting her head but she was sure she was just jealous she hadn't thought about that.
When she turned sixteen, Bonnie Bennett had graduated high school and gotten accepted into the University of North Carolina's Pharmacy program. It had became the talk of the town, with everyone congratulating her on bring honor to Mystic Falls.
She smiled and thanked them, but it was her Grams and Enzo's proud looks that she basked in. Once summer rolled in, Bonnie had gotten everything she needed and since she had a dorm on campus she didn't need to worry about having a place to stay.
Enzo had taking to traveling around the world, Slater his guide to everything he needed to know about anything. They still kept in touch through calls and facetime.
And when the fated death day for the Gilbert's had approached, her Grams dealt with it. A simple sleeping spell on Elena to make sure she never snuck out. Unfortunately, the elderly Gilbert parents still died that night.
Some deaths are inevitable her Grams comforted her but she honestly felt relieved. She tried to change it but they still died, which meant that it really wasn't her fault. With that, Bonnie stopped focusing on what was going on in Mystic Falls and focused on her life.
She studied, she partied, she made friends, she traveled. She did everything she wanted to do with almost no supernatural problems. She met werewolves, vampires, and fellow witches. Helped them when they needed it, especially the werewolves that triggered their curse and didn't know what to do.
Enzo and Slater stayed after traveling for so long, his wanderlust satiated. Slater was never a traveling type of guy in the first place and decided to keep being her helper in her online endeavors.
Besides the daylight rings, she had a non-supernatural website that sold cosmetics and creams using magic herbs, making them work much better. Of course she could only make so much so they were limited supply and at a skyrocketed price, something that she had credited to the man.
He was a desk guy through and through.
She and Enzo had gotten together, somewhat surprisingly. He was truly a sweet guy and she couldn't help but fall for him. The whole immortality thing wasn't even a problem since he asked her to help him find a way to not be vampire.
He had gotten sicken of the whole thing from his years locked up and now that he had found someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, he had no use for it. She felt touched and happy because he knew she would never become a vampire since it would mean giving up her magic.
Her magic made her feel whole and giving up a part of herself was something she couldn't live with. Bonnie could have gone the easy way of getting the Cure from a prison world, but she didn't want him to suffer the side effects so got to working with her Grams to find a solution.
Eight years quickly flew by and she had become a certified pharmacist. Bonnie had always planned on opening her own practice so she could have her magic at the side for anyone who might need it, but it wasn't going to be in Mystic Falls.
Instead, she and Enzo had found nice building that located in a populated area in a safe neighborhood in Florida with an apartment at the top, which was perfect for Slater to stay. She and Enzo decided to buy a house that was a bit secluded but near the beach with a beautiful view.
Once everything was moved over and they had renovated the house and the apartment, her Grams had moved in with them at their insistence. Bonnie knew she was lonely even though she visited as much as she could, but she didn't want to impose on her studies.
She opened her pharmacy and with a little help with magic, it was a success. She didn't have too much patients, but she also didn't have too much for her to handle. More than enough for the pharmacy to stay afloat.
Once her house was fully furnished and perfectly decorated to her wishes, she and her Grams informed Enzo that they had completed the ritual that would turn him back into a human. There weren't any unreasonable side effects besides the loss of his vampiric nature.
He'd be slightly stronger than the average person and have better reflexes, but that was all. They were going to use the magic he had from being a vampire as a source as well as the combined magic from the Bennett line.
Once it was over, Enzo proposed. To her, it was the most romantic proposal and the happiest day of her life, but to others not so much. Eh, she blamed it on the supernatural.
They didn't really need a wedding, as they just registered themselves but her Grams was very adamant that they would have a wedding. So it took place a couple of months later with the rest of her extended family.
Meeting other Bennett witches, and her family, had been amazing. She had met a few of them before when she was in university but meeting them all her, each using their magic to make this wedding magical meant everything!
Her mother had made a surprising appearance and she didn't cause a scene only for Grams but she was not pleased. That woman had just up and left her when she was four and decided to turn up out of nowhere on the happiest day of her life like nothing happened.
Her father was a different story. The man tried his best to always be there for her, even though it took him some time to get over the magic bit. They weren't close like her and her Grams, but they still bonded over their favourite basketball team.
And as she walked down the aisle with her father, she shared a look with her Grams, one that said a thousand words of understanding, fondness and gratefulness.
Grams had told her how everything went down in Mystic Falls. How the Salvatore brothers had come to town just as she said and how a sleuth of death and problems came with their arrival. Though things took the same route as she remembered, there were major changes to her not being there.
For obvious reasons, her Grams didn't open the tomb. Instead, Anna had called in other witches to help her open the tomb, but even then they couldn't because they didn't have Emily's talisman or grimoire.
The girl did try to threaten her Grams, who had killed her which prompted Damon to get a reality check when he saw the entire thing. At the end, opening the tomb wasn't even necessary because Katherine Pierce came rolling into town on her own.
Bonnie had this image of her Grams sitting on her front porch eating popcorn and sipping her bourbon as she watched the entire drama fold out. She hadn't bothered with getting the moonstone for the exact reason why she didn't want to interfere.
The ritual happened just as it was supposed to but because there was no fix-it witch for them, they weren't aware of Elijah planning for Elena to be sacrificed until the last minute, where Damon had, predictably, shoved his blood down her throat.
John Gilbert had come to her Grams for help but she turned him away. Since Bonnie told her Grams everything, she was aware that doppelganger blood would be required for hybrids to be created and didn't wish for them to be.
So Elena Gilbert died and returned as a vampire.
Since Caroline didn't turn into a vampire, Bonnie's one act of interference was to spell her an anklet charm similar to the Gilbert rings, the blonde girl only found out about the supernatural after telling her mom what happened.
And since Elena had become a vampire in need of a daylight ring, they had come to her Grams again. This time, she did give her the daylight ring but only after receiving payment for it, something she had taught her Grams to do. A vampire's word, especially the Scooby Gang's couldn't be trusted.
Bonnie was surprised and a little shocked when Klaus Mikaelson had come to her Grams place for help, politely. He wasn't polite to Canon Bonnie but he was to her Grams, who revealed to her that it was simply out of respect for their ancestor Ayana, a family friend of the Mikaelsons.
Which oddly didn't extend to Canon Bonnie.
Grams made it a show of looking through the ritual and a few days told him the truth; there was a second curse that required him to use the doppelganger's blood to complete the transition. He had been angry, spitting mad, but thanked her and left, never bothering her again.
Grams had been away for the whole Ball and linking portion but it seems that even without Canon Bonnie there, the Mikaelsons still had other witches to help them kill Esther and unlink them.
Since it all happened in the same night, Finn Mikaelson survived as a butterfly effect, Esther died without possessing Rebekah, and the Mikaelsons all left Mystic Falls since they couldn't have Elena's blood to help with the hybrid transition.
Her Grams had spoken to Jenna, who also survived because of her meddling, and advised her to take herself and Jeremy out of town, which she took. Caroline had gone with them and since the Sheriff was aware of the Salvatore brothers being vampires, they were hunted down.
The hunt had stopped when the Mikaelsons had made a home in Mystic Falls, but once they were gone, the hunt began again, forcing them to leave the town. The Sheriff hadn't known about Elena, since she had grown up with her, and John Gilbert, despite his hatred for vampires, couldn't harm his child, so said nothing.
With the Salvatores gone, Elena followed, making Mystic Falls supernatural-free. Occasionally a hunter would show up and even the Travellers as she had told her about had come and then left.
Bonnie couldn't help but wonder if everything about the plot was collapsing because the protagonist and her attack dogs weren't gone or because of her leaving. Then shrugged. Like it was her problem!
She did ask Enzo to discreetly deal with Atticus Shane because there was no way she wanted to deal with Silas of all people.
And that was pretty much the last her Grams knew, having left Mystic Falls to live near them. Bonnie had put all that behind her and embraced her new life never once thinking about the crazy town.
Honestly speaking, she was never close to Elena or Caroline, but if she had to choose the one she liked, it would be Caroline. The blonde was a cheerful bubbly girl with no mean bone in her body but simply insecure in herself. She had a bad habit of comparing herself to people, especially Elena.
Elena wasn't a bad person. To Bonnie, the deeper she had gotten into the supernatural world, the more her boundaries were pushed until her actions were callous and cruel until she thought 'For the Greater Good' and got things done.
Her murder of Kol, knowing that hundreds, thousands of vampires would die but going ahead with it just so she could find the Cure had her shake her head in disbelief at how low the girl had gotten.
At how she expected everyone to do as she said because it was her, since they always dropped everything to find her or save her. A level of expectation for everyone to do everything they could for her because that's how it always was, right?
She sighed, shaking her head of memories long ago.
"Everything alright love?"
Bonnie smiled at her husband, the only other person who knew her besides her Grams, and leaned into his shoulder.
"Everything is just perfect Enzo. I love you and I'm glad you're a part of my life," she answered sincerely.
He laughed, kissing her forehead and wrapping his arm around her bringing her closer, "I love you too Bonnie Bennett. And it is I who should be thanking you for entering my life. I would have never imagined living this life after years in a dark place."
They walked, both leaning into the other smiles filled with happiness and love and remembered the promise she had made to herself years ago. And how she had done exactly that.
She had a perfect family of the most amazing husband, a loving grandmother, three beautiful children, a perfect job where everyone respected her and trusted her judgment and lived a heartwarming and fulfilling life.
She, Bonnie Bennett, was no fix-it witch.
She had lived and thrived.
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