So I vowed to myself that 'Another Man's Wife' would be my swan song with Bamon fics. However, the more I get annoyed by TVD, the more ideas pop into my head. You combine that with the fact that the song this fic is named after is one of my favorites and out comes this.

This is slightly AU, one major event in the show has happened in this fic and the characters are the same, but there are definitely some changes. Please let me know what you think. This will be a roller coaster as they always are. Please show your love.

Disclaimer: The CW…

Daddy Lessons.

One Goal. One Destiny. Kill All Vampires.

Heavy footsteps ran through trees, dodging tree limbs and rocks as a man attempted to get away from the figure that appeared to be speeding up behind him. He looked around as he felt his heartbeat racing and suddenly he found himself in a clearing.

"Are we done with this game? Because although, I like to chase, but not for long periods of time", a tall, blond man walked closer to the brown skinned man who looked around nervously.

"What's wrong with your face?" the brown man panicked, "and your teeth…what are you?"

The blond man moved further into the moonlight, which illuminated his face. His skin was pale white, he had blood shot eyes surrounded by black veins and his teeth also included fangs, "I'm what goes bump in the night", he moved closer.

"Excuse me Sir…are you after my Daddy?" a young female voice said from behind the two men.

The blond male whipped around to see a petite, rather young brown skinned girl. She looked to be about 8 or 9 and he wasn't interested in this. He had some standards, no kids, "Little girl…", he moved closer to her.

"Stay away from my daughter!" the brown skinned man yelled.

The blond ignored the man's frantic yelling and focused on the petite girl, "This doesn't concern you any more, run along Sweetie".

The little girl looked at him before narrowing her eyes and the blond was attacked by intense, mind splitting pain in his head. He dropped to his knees as the petite girl moved closer to him. She stared at him intently as he grabbed for her, "Please stop…stop what you're doing to me!" he pleaded.

The girl stopped for a few moments and looked at the other man, "Daddy, I can't…", she shook her head.

"This is your test…he was ready to kill me; he has no humanity…he's nothing but a monster…do it!" the brown skinned man ordered.

In the moment, the girl was distracted the vampire leapt from the ground and started towards the girl, but she stopped him with a stake through the heart. The vampire's skin turned grey as veins spread across his face before he dropped to the ground. The little girl stood there staring down at the vampire on the ground, "Daddy?" she whispered with tears in her eyes.

"Not bad, but we have a lot of work to do", the man replied as he picked up the bag next to the little girl's feet and began walking away from the vampire's body.

10 years later….

The rain continued to fall lightly as the grey limousines slowly made their way towards the Fells Church cemetery on the outskirts of Mystic Falls, VA. Bonnie Bennett glanced out of the window nibbling on her thumb as she tapped her foot on the limousine floor. Mystic Falls, VA. She never particularly cared for this place. The last time she lived here was when she was 8, before her father received a promotion and the family was forced to move to Seattle, Washington. Shortly after their move, her mother took off for parts unknown and she never heard from her again and after years, Bonnie was fine with that. Since the age of 8, her visits to Mystic Falls consisted of summer visits with her Grandmother from June to August. It wasn't that Mystic Falls was that much better than Seattle, but whenever she entered this town, she felt weird. It wasn't a feeling like the one you get when you go to the dentist or when you have a big test, it was like a feeling of dread that attacked you—like you knew that someone was sick and you were just waiting for them to die. It was morbid, but true. Only this time, she was here because someone had died.

Her beloved Grandmother, Sheila Bennett, had died in her sleep one night. The autopsy stated that she died of cardiac arrest, but something about that unnerved Bonnie. It also did not help that her father had been in a perpetual state of anger since they received the call and Bonnie was confused. He had increased her training as if he was preparing her for a war, but she had no idea what she was fighting other than the usual.

"Bonnie…control your emotions", Rudy Bennett stated evenly from the other side of the limousine staring directly at her.

"I can't help it", she argued.

"You need to. Now, is not the time to allow your powers to overtake you", he warned.

"Dad, Grams is dead. I miss her, I can't help it if it makes me sad and that causes it to rain", she defended herself as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

Rudy scoffed and raised an eyebrow, "What have I told you about emotions?"

"That they are windows into your mind and never leave them open".

"Exactly, so shut the windows, Bonnie", Rudy warned her as the limousine stopped at the gravesite.

Bonnie closed her eyes and breathed deeply and on the cue the rain stopped outside. "Very good", Rudy stated as the driver opened the door and Rudy stepped out, holding on his hand to Bonnie. She took his hand as they made their way behind the pallbearers carrying a white and gold casket. Bonnie held onto her father as she fought the tears pooling in her eyes. Her father was right. She needed to control her emotions. She knew that if she didn't, there could be drastic consequences.

Bonnie gazed over at the crowd around the gravesite. There was Caroline Forbes, the sheriff's daughter and the bubbly blond that she hung out with during her summers. Caroline was like the girl that every television show and movie needed, she almost wasn't believable. She was the good time girl who was smart, popular and had the personality that people loved. She gave Bonnie a sympathetic look when their eyes met and Bonnie gave her a half smile.

Next to Caroline, or rather between her were Matt Donovan and Tyler Lockwood. Matt was the popular guy in town from the wrong side of the tracks or whatever you want to call it in Mystic Falls. He was a jock and all around good guy. There was little to nothing bad about Matt. Then there was Tyler Lockwood, he was an asshole. He wasn't the nicest, but there was something kind of charming about his 'tell it like it is' attitude. Bonnie found him rather entertaining and during her summers in Mystic Falls, he always had the best parties and the best booze. Bonnie wondered what was going on there…triangle?

Bonnie's eyes then landed on Elena Gilbert. She and Elena had become close during her visits to Mystic Falls. There was a pull or even a kindred connection between them. It wasn't a romantic thing; it was like a sisterly bond that they formed without being blood. Most of the time she spent in Mystic Falls, she spent with Elena when she wasn't training with her Grams. They would stay up late talking about life, boys, dreams, boys, school, boys and their future careers. Elena was the only person that Bonnie told her secret to and it was a secret that Elena pledged to keep forever. Elena looked at Bonnie and she tensed up a bit as she quickly looked over at her at the brunette man standing next to her. Bonnie figured that was Stefan Salvatore, the guy Elena had told her about. Elena said he was mysterious, hot and smart. Bonnie could see the hot, she wasn't so sure about the mysterious or smart just yet.

As Bonnie studied Elena's movements for a few moments, she felt someone staring at her. She looked beyond Elena and that's when she saw Jeremy Gilbert staring at her. Bonnie sighed inwardly. Jeremy was Elena's little brother and over the past couple of years, he had formed a huge crush on her. There was that one time after a Tyler Lockwood party that she made out with him, but that was it. There was no sexual contact what so ever and she was drunk, so she refused to even count it as anything more than a lapse of judgment. He was looking at her with that lost puppy look and she wasn't interested in even indulging that.

Bonnie looked down at the white rose in her hand and then at the casket. Her grandmother had taught her that what she went through when she turned 8 wasn't some weird puberty thing, it was her birthright. Sheila made her feel that she wasn't a weirdo or an oddball and most of all, she taught her that there was nothing wrong with her. She was perfect and she was special. When Bonnie got so angry at one of the bullies at school and accidently set her on fire, Grams rushed to Seattle and smoothed everything over. It was that night that Bonnie found out she was a witch and Sheila made sure that she understood and realized that she wasn't cursed—she was gifted. Bonnie would always be grateful to Sheila for that. It explained why sometimes she would have the violent dreams that rocked her to the core, it explained why she would wake up sometimes and her bed felt like it was levitating off the floor and it also explained why sometimes if she thought about something hard enough, it would just appear in front of her (everything but her mother though).

In addition to coming into her powers, she was also informed by her father that her powers were meant for something special and there was another part of her destiny that she would have to embrace. Embracing the other role that she would have to play, would be the worst thing of all for her.

As the doves were let lose near the grave flying into the air, Bonnie moved to the casket with her white rose. She kneeled down closing her eyes as she allowed the one tear to leave her eye as she kissed the casket, "I love you Grams", she whispered. She placed the white rose and stood up. She gazed out over the cemetery and she saw a flash of black. She wasn't sure exactly what it was, but she definitely saw something or someone.

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Bonnie stood in the middle of the restaurant where the repast following Sheila's services was being held hugging people who came to express their sympathy, "Bonnie, I am so sorry about Miss Sheila", Caroline hugged her, "I know it's heartbreaking for you, I know how much you loved her".

"Thanks Care", Bonnie hugged her back swallowing the lump in her throat, "I always thought my grandmother was healthy, but…"

"I know, I was shocked too when my mother told me she died of a heart…I mean, when I heard she died of a heart attack", Caroline covered quickly, "I mean, Elena spent a lot of time with her before…"

"Elena spent a lot of time with my Grams?" Bonnie asked looking over at Elena, who was whispering in the corner with Stefan, "she never mentioned that to me".

"Oooh…", Caroline stated as if she wasn't particularly upset that she had told told Elena's secret. Bonnie rolled her eyes, Caroline and Elena were frenemies and often she found herself in the middle during the summers.

"Excuse me Caroline", Bonnie remarked as she moved away from her and headed towards Elena. Bonnie could feel her father's eyes on her. He never cared for Elena, but Bonnie didn't care. Bonnie had very few friends and Rudy liked it that way.

"Hey Bon…", Jeremy stated jumping in her way.

Bonnie blinked and her annoyance level rose up about 10 levels. Jeremy was sweet and there was nothing wrong with him, per se, but Bonnie had a certain taste in men and Jeremy was definitely not her taste, "Hi Jeremy, I just wanted to speak to Elena".

"Oh…I just…uh…", he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry about your Grandmother, she was a nice lady".

Bonnie smirked, "My grandmother was nice to me and nice to Elena, everyone else…eh", Bonnie shrugged, "excuse me Jeremy", she pushed past him and headed over to the table where Elena and Stefan sat.

Bonnie noticed Elena's eyes shift as Bonnie moved closer. Since arriving in town for Sheila's funeral, Elena had barely spoken to her and she was a little annoyed. "Elena, hi", Bonnie stated looking from Elena to Stefan.

"Bon, I'm sorry…its been so crazy", Elena slid out of the booth and hugged Bonnie, "I'm sorry that I haven't come by, it's just…it's been really hard", Elena began to tear up.

"I'm sure, it's been really hard for you that my Grandmother is dead", Bonnie deadpanned. She didn't mean to get snarky with Elena, but she couldn't help it at the moment.

"No, I didn't mean it like that…I just…I'm sorry, I just…Sheila was so good to me and I haven't dealt with this well", Elena stammered, "I'm sorry Bon, I've been horrible about this…"

"Well it was sudden", Bonnie turned to the booth to meet the eyes of Stefan. He stared at Bonnie as if he was looking right through her and she felt uneasy, "hi".

Stefan slid out of the booth. Bonnie studied his eyes for a few moments and realized how soulful and also sad they looked. "Hello Bonnie, it's nice to meet you. Elena told me so much about you".

"Likewise", she stated staring at him and holding out her hand.

Stefan took her hand and immediately Bonnie felt cold and all of her senses came alive. She immediately jerked her hand away from him, "Elena, can I talk to you…alone?" Bonnie asked.

Stefan frowned as he looked over at Elena, who nodded. "I will be over at the bar", Stefan mumbled before walking away.

Bonnie stared at Elena with fire in her eyes, "He's a vampire", she whispered.

"I know Bonnie and I want to explain…"

"What is there to explain? You know how they are and he's your boyfriend…you told me about him, you never mentioned that he was one of them", Bonnie's eyes narrowed as her anger continued to build.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's a long story Bonnie…"

"I bet and maybe when you tell me that story, you can explain why you were hanging out with my Grams and never mentioned it. We have to talk about this", Bonnie turned around walking away from Elena.

For some reasons, knowing that Elena was dating a vampire made her feel betrayed—but it also made her feel like a hypocrite.

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After dealing with sympathizers all day, Bonnie felt as if she was wound so tight that she would blow some things up with her mind if she didn't find a way to relax. While her father entertained Bennett cousins at Sheila's house, Bonnie snuck out and went to the Mystic Grille. It was one of her favorite places to go when in Mystic Falls and since she had a lovely ID that said she was 21, she never had any issues getting alcohol or making sure that her friends got alcohol as well. There were some perks to being a witch.

Bonnie had removed her hair from the tight bun she wore earlier in the day allowing her long hair to fall free. She removed her blazer to reveal her strapless black dress and she felt somewhat comfortable. She kept on her heels, but she was 10 seconds from kicking them off as well. She looked down at the glass of Jack Daniels Tennessee Honey and swirled her finger around the top of it, before lifting it to her mouth and sipping. The brown liquor was smooth, but also sent heat down her throat to her chest and she grimaced. This was what she needed. A few drinks to let the intensity of the day melt away. She planned to talk to Elena eventually, but tonight, she would just have a couple of drinks, go back to her grandmother's home and collapse in bed. Hopefully, this would be a night off.

"Well that's a pretty big drink, for such a small lady", a voice said from beside her as a figure sat down on the stool next to her.

Bonnie swiveled around and took in the sight next to her. He was attractive and older than her. He had olive skin, raven colored hair and when he turned to look at her, his blue eyes were the color of a stormy sea and they almost stopped her breathing. He was hot.

"Well…I'm a big girl, I can handle it", she picked up the glass and sipped again, winking at him.

"I'm impressed", he nodded, "Rick, how about you get the lady here a refill and get me my usual".

The bartender nodded as he poured Bonnie another glass of Jack Daniels and the stranger next to her a glass of bourbon.

"So are you new to Mystic Falls?" the stranger asked.

"Curiosity…", Bonnie sung.

"Yes, that's me…so you're new to Mystic Falls?" he asked again.

"What makes you think I'm new?"

He sipped his bourbon and gave her a lazy elevator stare, "Because you don't look like a Mystic Falls girl".

Bonnie turned to look at him, "And what does a Mystic Falls girl look like exactly?"

He chuckled as he drank some of his bourbon, "Not like you".

She smiled as she felt the tingling that she knew she needed to keep under control. This guy was a stranger.

"So what are you doing here…visiting?"

"Something like that, my Grandmother died".

Bonnie noticed a momentary shift in the man's face, but he quickly recovered, "I'm sorry to hear that".

"Yeah, she meant a lot to me. Cardiac Arrest…it was sudden".

He nodded, "That's rough".

Bonnie stared at her glass of Jack Daniels, "Yeah…"

"So…you came here to drink your sadness away?"

"Well it seems like it's the only right thing to do".

The man looked over at her, meeting her emerald eyes with his cerulean ones, "Maybe", he shrugged.

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An hour later, Bonnie's body crashed into the backseat of his Camaro. The taste of bourbon on his tongue increased her need for him. As soon as he touched her she felt the coldness and then the electricity. He was exactly her type. She grabbed onto him bringing him down on top of her as his tongue explored her mouth and as she closed her eyes, his mouth moved towards her neck. Her skin tasted sweet, he almost couldn't get enough of her as his hands reached under her dress and ripped the thin layer of material away from her body.

He lifted her dress up over her head, throwing it onto the floor of the car and quickly removed her bra. His mouth crashed onto one of her caramel colored mounds and sucked on her nipples as she moaned and gasped as his fingers traveled in between her wet folds. He heard her moans and her gasps and it hardened him. He had to get free. He removed his fingers from her and placed them in his mouth, "You taste amazing", he whispered.

"I feel even better", she whispered back.

"Is that so?"

She watched as he leaned up unbuckling his pants, moving them down his legs as she licked her lips. She needed this. She wanted him. This would take her mind off of her Grams and everything else in her life. When he freed himself, he stood at attention and pointed directly at her. For a moment, she wasn't sure that she was ready for him and when he entered her with one swift motion…she knew that she wasn't completely ready. She gasped as her body adjusted to his girth and he moved in and out of her slowly. She braced herself as she placed her hand on the foggy window as her moans and gasps filled the car.

"You feel so fucking good", he whispered in her ear as he pumped in and out of her. The tightness of her, threatened to send him over the edge as he clasped his hands through hers as they moved in the tight space of his Camaro.

Bonnie sunk her nails into his back as she felt herself tightening around him, "Bite me", she whispered in his ear.

"What?" he stated looking down at her as he continued to moved inside of her.

"I know what you are, bite me…it's the only way for me to…oh my god…bite me!"

He took a moment and then his vampire visage appeared and he sunk down into her neck. As soon as he bit into her and tasted her blood, he felt her tightened around him and immediately the wetness overtook him.

"Yes…yes…yes!" she screamed as he felt himself exploding inside of her.

"Damn…shit!" he lifted his head up before collapsing on top of her.

They lay in the back of his car for a few minutes. Neither one speaking and the only sound was Bonnie's heavy breathing. "That was…something", he remarked with a chuckle, "so you know what I am, are you one of those Twilight freaks?" he looked down at her.

She didn't answer that particular question, "Give me your blood", she stated pushing him up so that he moved off of her.

"What?"

"I need you blood to heal me, the marks…", she gestured towards her neck.

"Umm…ok…", biting into his wrist causing his blood to pool to the surface, he leaned over and she quickly sucked the blood from his wrist. The way she sucked his wrist was one of the most sensual things he had ever witnessed. He immediately felt himself start to harden again as she slowly pushed his wrist away and glanced down.

"Down boy", she smirked as she leaned down and picked up her bra, fastening it around her body and then reaching for dress, sliding it over her head.

"So you're still not going to tell me your name?" he asked rubbing her back.

She turned to him raising and eyebrow, "We just fucked in the back of your car and you want to know my name, that's sweet".

He narrowed his eyes, "You're not human…I tasted your blood".

Bonnie smiled, "Well I guess you get the gold star tonight, well actually after that performance…you can get a platinum star", she winked, "and my name's Bonnie".

He nodded, "Damon…nice to meet you".

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Bonnie turned the key to Sheila's house. She noticed that all of the lights were off and she prayed that her father was asleep. His perceptiveness would be a little embarrassing and very much annoying at this moment. She was sure she smelled of booze, sex and Damon. Damon…as soon as she touched him, she knew he was vampire and she wouldn't be able to help herself. Ever since she was 16 years old and she discovered that her first boyfriend was a vampire (originally, she thought the warning of coldness and anxiety that came over her when they touched was normal), something weird had taken her over. She found herself attracted to vampires and if she really wanted to psychoanalyze herself, it was all about control and some messed up psyche that made her crave the people she had been programmed to hate.

Bonnie removed her heels before heading into the house. She stared up the stairs, when she heard his footsteps behind her.

"Bonnie", Rudy stated.

She stopped on the stairs without turning to look at him, "Yes".

"It's nice you came home, I have something to show you".

"Dad, I'm really tired", she stated refusing to turn around.

"I'm sure, but you can go to bed right after we talk…it's important", he emphasized.

Bonnie sighed, "Can I just change out of this dress…take a shower…"

"Yes, you do that and I will be down here waiting", Rudy stated.

Bonnie breathed out, "Ok".

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Damon entered the Salvatore boarding house to Elena and Stefan's slightly raised voices. If he didn't know any better, he would think that there was trouble in paradise.

"Well…well…is something wrong in Loveland?" Damon smirked entering the living room.

Elena looked at him as she always did, with a sense of masked fear and annoyance and Stefan stood up from the couch, "Sheila Bennett's funeral was today".

"And?" Damon shrugged pouring a glass of bourbon.

"She died helping me because you threatened my life, you asshole", Elena stood up charging over to Damon, as Stefan grabbed her arm.

"Stefan, I think you need to control your girlfriend", Damon gave Stefan a deathly glare.

"Her family is here Damon and that means that if they find out what happened, you will be on their list…"

"Let them come from me…I have a feeling, I can handle it", Damon turned walking out of the room as he flashed to the beautiful young woman, the color of caramel who he had been inside earlier that night…oh he could definitely handle Bonnie Bennett.

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Bonnie walked into the living room to find Rudy standing over one of his red files. The feeling in the pit of her stomach every time she laid an eye on one made her sick. "Dad, what's going on?" Bonnie asked tentatively walking towards him.

"We have something to take care of here. I spoke with the council and there's an issue that needs to be taken care of".

Bonnie glanced down at the red folder as her hands began to shake, "What do you mean?"

Rudy narrowed his eyes, "There's a couple of vampires here that are causing trouble for the council, they need to not be a problem any longer".

"Dad…can't the council bring in someone else…"

Rudy cut his eyes at Bonnie, "You know that's not how this works. Are you starting to get soft on me, Bonnie?"

"No, I understand that we have a calling and a job to do but…I start school in a couple of weeks, I need to get ready for UCLA…"

"You're going to Whitmore", Rudy interrupted her.

Bonnie walked closer to Rudy, "What do you mean I'm going to Whitmore, we agreed that when I turned 18…I could be on my own".

"And you will be at Whitmore".

"I didn't apply to Whitmore. I know Grams taught there, but I have no desire to go there".

"Yes…but you have a mission here in Mystic Falls and it will be easier for you to attend college near this town. Besides, Elena Gilbert will be your roommate…isn't that something you would enjoy?" Rudy almost said mockingly to her.

"I would enjoy going to UCLA".

"Bonnie, you have a bigger calling than just going to frat parties and getting drunk…you are a Bennett and with that…"

"I have responsibilities, I know".

"So you will stay here, go to Whitmore and take care of the Mystic Falls problem".

Bonnie looked down at the list of vampires and then at the accompany photos, "I will".

"Good…I leave in the morning, we will do some training before I go", Rudy stated handing Bonnie the folder.

Bonnie nodded as he headed up the stairs and as soon as she heard the bedroom door close, she allowed the tears that had pooled into her eyes to fall onto the red folder.

Whew…ok…so a couple of things…

It looks like Bonnie has a little fetish, but that fetish is going to get her in all kinds of trouble in this fic and the exploration of said fetish will definitely have a part in this.

I'm basically taking what happened in History Repeating, but only Bonnie wasn't there and Elena meets the Salvatores when she's actually a senior in high school.

Bonnie and Damon's interlude will complicate Bonnie's mission in so many ways.

Right now, the Salvatores are not on Bonnie's list of vampires…is that by mistake or by design?

Let me know how you feel about this one and whether I should continue. I have some fun, angsty and crazy things in mind.