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"Then can you at least explain to me why you've dragged me out here in the middle of the night?" Tongue was bitten to prevent herself from saying something else. "Do you need my magic for something?"

❝I wouldn't have dragged you out here if it wasn't important. Listen I don't know all of the details.❞ Bonnie began pausing as she thought how best to explain. ❝I do need your magic, there is a spell that has to be done tonight when the moon is at it's peak. You'll help me right?❞

"Oh God, tell me when it's okay to look."

❝You can look but I think the imagine is going to be burned in my mind forever.❞

@townwxtch for the 💬 meme.

❝There's nothing wrong with that .It's just unrealistic, sweets and good company can make it easier though.❞

❝There is no way in hell I will leave you alone in here.❞ Stiles shook his head, walking over to where Bonnie was. This current situation was dangerous, but he could care less about that; it was nothing new to him, he's used to danger at this point in his life. ❝We are in this, TOGETHER.❞

❝Stiles...❞The witch stared at him closely seeing if he would waver, if she could get him to leave. A small part of her felt reassured that they were in this together, but another part felt dread build up. If she couldn't get him out safely, well that was a thought she didn't want to finish that thought. ❝If we are in this together we have about thirty more seconds to look for the amulet before we get caught.❞

“ Is that any way to speak to your best friend Bonnie? ” Tapping into how whiney Elena sounded was effortless, but she did not keep up the little joke too long. The Bennett witches are a lot of things, but they are always useful. “ Hmm, she did have a lot of different accessories, rings, necklaces…” She knew exactly what she was asking about, not only was she aware of it, she had it. “ And if I help you find it, what do I get? You know how this works by now, you need to make it worth my time to help. ”

The witch gave a typical eye roll at the doppelgangers impression of her best friend; it was nothing new. A groan followed when she heard that the Petrova wanted something in return. Honestly Bonnie had expected nothing less, but it was still a pain. ❝Listen this bracelet is something she would have worn constantly. ❞ Thinking over a moment about how much she wanted to bracelet, she knew not to sound desperate for it, especially not with Katherine. Sarcasm clear on her next words, ❝How about I get you a nice ice cream cone or a cute little purse from claires? Does that sound good?❞

That notion earns her a lukewarm simper. And while Michael waits for Bonnie to examine what meets the eye, her final response causes his shoulders to slacken with some kind of relief. Exhaling an inaudible sigh, he opts against mentioning just yet how he senses a familiar power in her. ❝ No ❞, accompanies an implied shake of his head. ❝ No, I just... This town is small and I feel like any word spreads like wildfire. ❞ He plays the innocent, although inwardly wonders whether Bonnie senses what flows through his veins as well. Letting curiosity tug at his brows, he loosely clasps his hands together behind his black-clad frame. A sign of contentment. Or rather, absence of fear. ❝ But you are not a vampire, are you? ❞ He pauses. ❝ They seem to lurk behind every corner. ❞ Oh, how impolite of him to miss an introduction! ❝ I'm Michael, by the way. ❞

❝It can.❞, the witch shrugged and made sure to keep her demeanor calm. His question caught her attention instantly, she tried to appear unfazed but she knew the speed her eyebrows raised had betrayed her. Numerous possibilities as to why he would ask that question swirled through her mind; most of which meant he could be a threat. ❝I'm not a vampire.❞ Still the witch found no point in lying about who she was. ❝I'm Bonnie Bennett. So Michael, what are you doing here?❞ It was also pointless in beating around the bush, if he was a threat she needed to know.