DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN VAMPIRE DIARIES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WOULD LIKE TO.

SUMMARY: BONNIE'S MIND AND HEART ARE AT WAR ABOUT WHO TO LOVE. AFTER SPENDING FOUR MONTHS WITH WHOM, SHE CALLS THE DEVIL, SHE BEGAN QUESTIONING WHICH TO TRUST HER MIND OR HER HEART.

PROLOGUE

I never thought, not in a million years that I could hate someone the way I hated him, Damon. He came into my life and threatened it, time and time again, he even attempted to kill me. He placed everyone I love dearly in grave danger more times than I cared to admit and even murdered a few.

Now here I am, attempting to talk myself out of having feelings for him, that's right, me, Bonnie Bennett after spending four months with him alone in prison world I've fallen for him. What have I done?

CHAPTER ONE: Heart to Mind

I could not believe I was happy to see him. I didn't even know why I made him pancakes; it became such a tradition with us in the prison world that I didn't know how else to greet him. When he entered through the door, I could have sworn my heart beat just a little bit faster.

He opened his arms for me while brandishing that smile of his and I knew my heart stopped, if only for a second. In that second I flew into his arms, it was such an indescribable feeling, I mean I had hugged him before, well once, but this was different on so many levels.

"You made it Bonnie," he said, as he lowered me to the floor, before releasing me. I stepped back from him and replied nervously.

"Well, I couldn't have done it without you... and that rock of magic, of course." I was such a dork, I shook my head and mentally face palmed.

"It's still good to see you, Bonnie, I hate to admit it, but I missed you. Can you believe that I felt lost without you? A couple of days after I had returned to Mystic Falls. I felt so out of place like something was missing. I didn't know how much I've grown so used to you and me alone you know." He confessed calmly unbeknown to him the heart explosion I was having behind him. He noticed my silence and swirled around to appraised me.

"How are things with you and Elena?" I blurted out, then pretended that I didn't just dampen my mood by bringing up Elena. But as soon as I did, I was pulled out of the whirlpool of emotions my heart had me in and back to the more stable reality. Damon was Damon, the one who didn't care who he hurt and took what he wanted when he wanted it.

That was how I saw him for years. Why should I suddenly change my opinion of him now? Just because he was the only company, I had for a couple of months? It did not excuse all he had done. Somehow my traitorous heart disagreed with my logic.

Bringing up Elena also brought up Jeremy in my mind, what was wrong with me? I was daydreaming about someone I wasn't even supposed to like.

"Funny thing about that, she compelled all her memories of us together away," he stated rather blankly I was so preoccupied with my thoughts I barely heard what he had said.

"Bonnie?" he asked. "Huh?" Was my brilliant reply.

"Weren't you listening, Elena asked Alaric to erase all her memories of us together, I can't believe he would do that," he sighed, as hard as I tried to minimize the soft spot forming inside me for him, I knew Elena must have been hurting to do something like that. I walked over to where he sat, swirling a glass of bourbon in his hand; I sat in the chair opposite him.

"I mean I understand that she was in pain, but to erase everything about us, that's something I would never do, no matter how painful living without her seemed." He continued evidently very hurt.

"I'm so sorry Damon," I replied, sympathetic for him. After a few minutes of silence, he gestured to the video recorder on the table.

"You brought that with you?" he asked retrieving the video recorder, as he did, I remembered my last few minutes in the 1903 prison world.

"The weirdest thing happened just before I left, the prisons world began to shift from 1994 to 1903, and there was a woman," I said.

"A woman?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah," I replied I took the video recorder and showed him the video that was, captured moments before I came back to Mystic Falls. A strange expression appeared on his face.

"What is it?" I asked, confused by the sudden change in his facial expression.

"I can't believe it; it's my mother." He gasped apparently shocked by this.

"No way!" I said, I grabbed the camera from his hands and looked at the woman again.

"I think I would know what my mother looks like, don't you think?" he replied, rising from the couch and moving over to the table to pour himself another drink.

"I'm gonna ignore that last comment since you're not quite yourself right now," I replayed the video a couple of times. "I thought your mother died back when you and Stefan were human, how could she be here?" I moved over to where he stood and drank his bourbon. I returned the video camera to his hand, and he stood there staring at the screen, still in disbelief.

"That Bonnie is what I want to know." he said thoughtfully, then turned and looked at me.

"There must be an explanation." I reasoned, trying to make sense of everything happening, but when had anything ever made sense in Mystic Falls.

"There better be and a good one at that." Damon downed the liquor he had in his glass then poured himself another. A human Damon would have died a long time ago with the amount of alcohol he consumed. I didn't know what Damon had on his mind at that moment or what he had planned to do about his mother, but I had a feeling that whatever it was, I sure wouldn't like it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first shot at a Vampire Diaries fanfic, I hope you guys liked it. Merry Christmas to you all.