A/N: Hello there chickens! So this is my first VD fanfic and I'm pretty pumped about it! I'm going to be writing a bunch of fics for different pairings of the characters; this one is allll about Stefan and Bonnie I know that Stefan and Elena are madly in love, but I just can't get over the hidden chemistry between him and Bonnie! So I'll stop babbling now….enjoy "Best Mistake"!

**Disclaimer: I do not own VD or any of it's characters…although I wouldn't mind some quality time with Stefan *wink wink*

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It was dark and the smell of burning flesh wafted through the air. Another steel-cutting shriek filled the air, sending chills down my spine. I tried to tear my eyes away from the horrible sight; a woman tied to a stake, being burned…alive, but every time I tried to turn away, something rough drug across my neck…it felt like a rope burn. As another blood-curling scream ripped through the night air, the woman at the stake, nearly consumed by flames, looked me in the eye and screeched, "Run!"

I tried to move my feet but they seemed nailed to the ground.

"Don't even try it darlin'. You'll only make it more painful on your part." A velvety smooth voice murmured into my ear.

The fire below the woman had now risen up to her knees; endless tears ran down her cheeks, her voluminous dark hair started to shrink, weighed down by the smoke, and her futile screams were replaced with coughs; she was choking on the smoke. I looked up to the man who had me by the hands only to see an eerily familiar pair of familiar sparkling gray eyes.

I forced my eyes open and flung up in my bed. I looked around at the familiar scene of my room.

"Not again." I muttered, running my fingers through my dark locks. I rested my head in my hands replaying the dream through my head, analyzing every detail that I could remember, hoping that they would finally tie together in some way. I've been having these dreams for at least two weeks now, every night, and so far the only things that I can piece together is that this woman was a witch who obviously had just been discovered on a witch hunt and she was being burned at the stake. I also knew that she was somehow trying to communicate with me through my dreams. What I didn't understand was, why? What could she possibly want to tell me?

I'd had the final straw, today I was going to get help and figure out what the hell these dreams meant. Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of my bed and shuffled to my dresser, looking deep into the mirror. It looked like I hadn't slept in days, which was true; my green eyes that were usually vibrant were dull and lifeless, my caramel skin has an ickish olive tone to it, and my curly brown locks were droopy and frizzed up. I needed sleep…badly. Looking over at the clock on my dresser and saw that I had an hour to get ready for school. I sighed, went to my closet and pulled out some jeans and a top and hopped in the shower. The hot water loosened the knots on my back, releasing all of the tension that had been caused from the previous nights. I reluctantly pulled myself out of the comforting shower and threw my clothes on, put my hair up in a high pony and headed downstairs into the kitchen.

"Morning Daddy." I replied, kissing him on the cheek.

"Mornin' hun. Sleep okay?" he asked sipping at his coffee.

"Yeah, just fine." I muttered under my breath, fixing myself a bowl of Coco Puffs.

"Good. I'm going to be home late tonight, so you can order takeout or fix yourself something in the fridge, just don't burn the house down." He said, ruffling my hair and handing me his tie to tie.

"Very funny dad," I laughed, as my fingers finally pulled the bottom of the tie through the hole, "there, now you're presentable."

"Thanks, Bon." He replied. He grabbed his briefcase and headed out the door.

I finished my cereal and headed to my car and pulled out my cell to call Elena and tell her that I was on my way to pick her and Jeremy up.

During the car ride there, I decided that Stefan Salvatore was the perfect person that I needed to talk to. I'd ask Damon too, not that it'd get me very far. They'd both been around during the time of witches and after all, they were vampires…vampires know everything.

I pulled up to Elena's and honked the horn twice. As they piled into my car, the two were having some sort of argument involving Stefan.

"I'm telling you Elena, there's someone else!" Jeremy yelled.

"And I'm telling you Jeremy, stay out of my business!" she shouted back.

"Elena, are you an idiot? It's as obvious as Tuesday that he's cheating on you! Stefan is not perfect! Get that through your thick head!" Jeremy said in a tone that meant the conversation was over.

I waited until there was a single moment of silence, "Well, good morning to you guys too." I muttered.

"Sorry Bon." They both replied quietly.

"Yeah, it's okay. Now what's the problem?" I asked curiously, driving out of their neighborhood.

"Jeremy thinks that Stefan is cheating on me." Elena muttered under her breath.

"Why is that Jeremy?" I asked, not really caring but trying to avoid the tense, awkward silence.

"Because, when I slept over there last week on Friday and Saturday he kept saying someone else's name in his dreams." Jeremy defended, giving me a strange look.

"Well Jeremy, that's a hell of an accusation with little evidence to back it up." I replied, thankful that we were two minutes from school now.

"Thank you!" Elena shouted, in agreement with my statement.

Great, we're back to the yelling.

"Elena, I'm your brother, not some jealous teenage girl who's trying to steal your boyfriend. Why would I lie about something like this?" he asked, sounding sincere.

"I-I don't know." Elena murmured under her breath, defeated.

"Well, we're about to find out. I'll ask him about it. As of now, he has no idea that he was sleep talking, let alone the fact that I know. Then we'll find-"

"No Jeremy! Let Elena handle this. It's her business so don't interfere unless she asks for you to." I reasoned with him.

"Fine, but when she ends up heartbroken and dumped don't send her to me boo-hoo crying." He replied.

Elena looked down at her hands, deep in thought. Oh here we go again… I Elena, Jeremy, and I pulled into the school parking lot, I saw Stefan standing in his usual spot waiting for Elena. Her eyes flashed to me before she looked at him and plastered a forced smile across her face.

I put the car in park and we all got out, "Thanks Bon Bon." Elena and Jeremy both called.

Elena greeted Stefan with a quick peck on the lips and a smile. Jeremy brushed Stefan's shoulder and headed for the school courtyard where Tyler Lockwood was talking to Caroline. I noticed how Jeremy had been spending a lot of time with those two lately, maybe it was because he'd become obsessed with supernatural beings…

"I have to go see Mr. Betson about my English paper so I'll see after school?" Elena asked Stefan.

"Yup." He smiled sweetly and placed a kiss on her forehead.

When Elena walked away, Stefan turned to me with a smile, as if he was already expecting me to ask him about my dreams.

"How are you today Bonnie?" he asked politely.

Still a Southern gentleman I thought. "Just lovely." I muttered.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're being sarcastic?" he mused.

"Because I am. I'm exhausted, sore, and I just wanna go to bed!" I whined.
"Now that explains why you aren't as bubbly as you usually are." he smiled, "what's wrong? Why haven't you been sleeping?"

"I've been having these…dreams lately."

"What kind of dreams?" he asked, brows furrowed making his I'm thinking face.

"Scary ones. There's this woman, and she's being…burned at the stake and she's telling me to run but I can't. It's like I'm trapped." I said, nearly whispering.

Stefan crossed his arms and took a step closer to me tilting his head down closer and murmured, "About how long have you been having these dreams?"

"Like two weeks now." I replied.

"Bonnie, I believe that one of your ancestors is trying to communicate with you, warn you about something." He explained.

"Okay, well that makes some sort of sense, but what about the witch? How does that relate to me in any way?" I asked confused,

"That I don't know. Have you talked to your grandmother about them yet?" he asked crossing his arms.

"Oh, no I haven't. I guess I should do…that." I muttered, distracted now by Tyler Lockewood's gaze.

Why the hell is he staring at me? I wondered.

"Yeah, but you should still come over the boarding house one day. I'm pretty sure that there are some questions that I can that Sheila can't." he smiled.

"Thanks Stefan." I smiled.

"What are friends for." He smiled, leaning down to give me a hug. He wrapped his strong arms around my waist placed his head on my shoulder. His warm breath tickled my neck and I couldn't help but smile.

In that moment, I realized that Stefan was a true genuine friend, he cherished his friends, and was good at heart…and he smells delicious. In that moment, I realized that I had a soft spot for the younger Salvatore brother…holy shit.

A/N: Sooo I hoped you all liked this! There wasn't too much Steffonie action in this but I promise there will be some more in the next chapter Sorry if I bored you with the whole Jeremy and Elena scene but I had to find some way to end Stefan and Elena(sorry don't like her haha) Thanks for reading! I'm planning on updating soon b/c I'm on x-mas break If you review, I'll send you a sneak peek for the next chapter!

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