A single look at the goofy smile on his face was enough to leave the female laughing for a few moments. This was definitely not part of her original plan for the day, not that she’d complain. “I’m not good with coming up names for things, really. Anything you choose will be great, I’m sure. Though, nothing with the words kill, death or murder in it.”

Now it was Kai’s turn to roll his eyes. “Well there goes half my list out the window.” He laughed. “Back to the drawing board I go..” He racked his brain for a suitable name that could work, he came up short as he narrowed out any of the obscene and offensive options. 

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Davina could have left him uncertain but she decided not to. The idea of starting their own coven was now running through her mind. They were both powerful and neither of them belonged to their original covens. Maybe it was a good idea. But the idea of kissing him again was better. Nothing would compare the first kiss but they could always try. Pulling away, she gave him a smile. “Fine, let’s do it.”

When she pulled away, the smile remained plastered on Kai’s face. As it probably would the rest of the afternoon. “Well, now that it’s settled, we need a good coven name. Something catchy. We want people to remember the name and now who we are.” 

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“Can I help you?” She didn’t recognize them, but they had to have known her if they were allowed into her hospital room. She was pacing, she couldn’t just lay down all day. If she stayed in bed much longer, she’d get bed sores. But ever since she got back from…somewhere, that Damon guy swears up and down that she was in some bubble world, she hasn’t been able to remember a damn thing. “Sorry, manners, you know I have amnesia, right? So, let’s start with your name. I’m Bonnie.” 

Kai entered the hospital room. He’d always hated the way hospitals smelled. They reeked off death but, the staff were always trying to place pouporri to freshen the place up and mask the smell of the dead. He saw right past there foolish attempts though. He had asked for Bon Bon’s room number at the front desk and stated, he was a friend, that seemed to be the only way he was getting into her room. He saw Bonnie pacing, nervously or anxiously. She seemed tense, like she was dying to get out of this place. He couldn’t really blame her though. Maybe he’d try and break her out. He needed some adventure in his life. “Hey Bonnie...” He muttered before realizing she had no idea who he was. Which in all honesty, hurt him a little bit. They had been through so much back in the prison world. He was a little relieved that she didn’t seem to remember though. Maybe they could start anew. “I’m Kai..”

“You’re fairly certain? Well, you’ll just have to find out for yourself, won’t you?” Davina replied, looking up towards the male as he moved closer to her. Kissing him was not a chore, at all. “We are powerful witches, yes. But Kai, we can’t take New Orleans. I do like the idea of making a coven with you, though.”

“Only fairly certain. Not completely certain.” He smirked. “I would love to find-” His words were cut off of their lips met in a kiss with as much passion locked into it as the first kiss they shared. His lips turned up into a smile as he continued to kiss her angelic lips. “Fine, we won’t take over New Orleans but, we should start our own coven. I mean, why not?”

The brunette found herself smiling as she realised that Kai wasn’t running away from the situation. She could feel his hands moving across her stomach, even though there was no bump, not yet. It was far too early for that. Yet, he was acting as if the fact was staring the world in the face. Still, Davina didn’t move away from him. His touch was now a comfort, rather than an action that left her angry. “Kai, I don’t need to know that you’ve slept with a lot of people.” She giggled softly, quickly catching on to watch what he was doing. His questions were ones that she didn’t have the answers to. But she could try. “We don’t have to get married just because I’m pregnant. Times have changed. And besides, if we were going to get married, I’d prefer it to be something we want rather than something we do because we need forced into it.” Davina answered, keeping her voice quiet. “I don’t know what we do now. At all.”

Kai felt a surge of stupidity rush through him. “Oh right. It’s not the 50s anymore. People have kids out of wedlock all the time. It’s the new trend.” He chuckled, allowing his arms to snake around the girl’s waist as he pulled her in close. He nuzzled his face into her neck, kissing lightly. “I love you Davina. Married or not, I’ll be by your side until you shove me out the door.” He kissed her cheek before pulling away. “I guess now we make sure you remain healthy for the sake of our unborn child. I’m going to make a trip to the local library and pick up some books but, I’ll be back.” He kissed her lips quickly, not wanting to get too drawn into them. He turned and left, determined to return within the hour.

His chuckle caused anger to bubble up within the young witch. Oh, she already disliked the man. She almost wanted to make his blood boil but he wasn’t worth using magic on. Not yet, anyway. As he started at her, she prepared her to snap at him until he actually spoke again. “Oh, I can’t imagine why you’d have many enemies. Ugh, Klaus. He’s not as tough as people say.”

Kai’s expression changed as Davina expressed her thoughts on the Parker witch having so many enemies. “I’ll tell you my story, if you’d like. Only then will you know why there are many who wish me dead.” He leaned against a nearby post. “I do think I’d like to meet Klaus.”

“Oh, do you? And… do I get a say in the matter?” Davina replied, looking towards him with a slightly menacing look on her features. Of course his kisses were more than welcome but it didn’t mean that she couldn’t have a little fun with the man. “Our own coven? Just the two of us? Is that a good idea?”

“Of course you get a say in the matter but, I’m fairly certain you’ll agree to kiss me over and over again.” He smirked at her as he closed the space between them. “It’s a wonderful idea! Individually we are two very powerful witches, imagine what we could do when we combine our magic. New Orleans would be ours for the taking.”