Before I start, I just want to reiterate that I do not own The Vampire Diaries. I do not own any of its characters and I mean no offense with my stories.
Okay, I know I should be focused on working on updating my other stories. But what do you want from me? Inspiration strikes when it strikes.
So this is another Bonnie and Damon story. It takes place after Bonnie sends Damon home from the prison world… kind of. It also happens to be a do-over on the entire story. I do want. Things happen, but in the end there is Bamon.
With that…
Mystic Falls Woods
It's funny how things work out. Your most hated enemy… No. No, 'enemy' isn't quite right. Frenemy? Yes. Your most hated frenemy can become the person you rely on most. The person you trust the most, even when you want to shake them. The person most beloved, who ends up willingly (dumbly) sacrificing herself so that you can return to your brother and to the woman that you so idiotically thought that you loved.
How he ever thought it was fair to call that clearly obsessive, torturous, and unhealthy relationship (okay, relationships counting the original clone) is beyond him. But it became very apparent after having spent the past four months with the most frustrating, insanely hilarious, wondrous, delicious smelling, smart, powerful witch. For the first time in… (ever?) he got to experience what it felt like to fall in love. Truly and completely in love.
Not to fall for a face, or with a competition, not with hopes on getting a chance to make up for the past. No. He could honestly say that he knows what it feels like to be privileged enough to be the only person to be allowed passed the walls that she's built up since forever. To be the only one allowed passed her beautiful exterior and granted access to her glorious and breathtakingly stunning soul. He doesn't have to wonder if she is lying to him, she's never minced words where he is concerned. But now, it's not out of hate, but respect and companionship. She is the only person who has ever known all of the horrors that he has committed and not only not shied away, but to deem him still worthy of a chance… of hope.
Truth be told, he's always respected her. From the first moment he saw her… well, truly saw her and not her ancestor, he respected her. Perhaps that is why he never once lied to her. Or maybe that is why he usually saw to it that he was paired up with her. There was no possible way that any of those other idiots could come up with a halfway decent plan. So, it was better to have the two craftiest, smartest, and strongest people working on the problem together. Not only that, but she is the only person that he ever truly let down his guard with, since being turned. He told her his deepest fears, hopes, and regrets and she didn't laugh. She laid her head on his shoulder and told him that anything was possible.
So, there is no way that he could ever go back to the hell show that was his previous relationship. There was no way he could walk away and forget their friendship. There is no way he would have ever left her behind in the prison world.
But alas, here he is.
Damon walked out of the woods that surrounded Mystic Falls, and headed towards the Boarding House. At first, he didn't notice anything was different. Don't get him wrong, hearing birds chirping and the buzzing of people existing for the first time in months, was most certainly different. But he was slightly preoccupied with torturing himself by replaying the look on Bonnie's face when she sent him home. It wasn't until he started putting together that the houses he passed looked exactly the same as they did in the 1994 prison world that he noticed anything was off. The cars were all of the same era. No modern updates to the houses, or any new sleek 2000whatever cars in the drive. No, if Damon had to guess, he would think that he was still in 1994… just the living world.
As that thought crossed his mind, and he was just a few yards from his oversized house, he tuned in to a conversation. "Stefan, I want a chance to be brothers again. I want to try and start over, possibly be friends. I'll do whatever to prove that I mean it this time."
Damon watched as past him talked to the past version of Stefan. All of a sudden, he felt his body being pulled towards that of his past self. Suddenly, he found himself standing in front of the Stefan of 1994. A Stefan who wore a disbelieving, yet hopeful expression. A Stefan who didn't seem to have noticed the two Damons merge into one, as he continued talking.
"…but like I said, the first time you screw up I will end you."
"Right," Damon said. "Look, I know what I just said," Stefan's slightly hopeful expression melted into one of resigned disappointment that he had let himself start to believe Damon, "but I have a whopper of a story to tell you. You won't believe me, but I'm from the future and my body just merged into past Damon's body. I'll tell you everything you need to know, but I need your help to save the woman I love from a sociopathic, siphoning witch, stuck in a 1994 prison world."
"So… you're telling me that you are from the year 2012, and that after you started dating my future girlfriend, who looks exactly like Katherine (which is just weird, by the way), you and I started repairing our relationship. But around that time a bunch of people called Travelers, killed themselves after having all drunk this girl's blood, which because she and apparently I are both doppelgängers has some supernatural ability. And that because of this, they were able to destroy the Other Side? Which your girlfriend's best friend-"
"Bonnie."
"Yes. Which Bonnie was an 'anchor' to, and when she tried to send you back to the living world it failed. Because of this you took her hand, went into some light, and got sent into this alternate dimension, which was a prison world frozen on one day in 1994. And that while you were there, you fell in love with this Bonnie?"
"Yes," Damon said while nodding.
Stefan started laughing, "Man, I never knew you had such a great imagination."
Damon was suddenly in Stefan's face. "I didn't concoct this out of my imagination. You want to know something that I should have no way of knowing? Okay, I know that Zach got a woman named Gail pregnant. They are planning on naming that child Sarah. Want to know something else. Well, in my original timeline, I didn't actually want to reconnect; I wanted to continue to make your life hell. So, I slowly reduced the vervain in Zach and Gail's coffee and eventually started compelling them to let me feed off of them." Damon popped his neck agitatedly, "When you found out you took my ring, and of course I retaliated by doing the thing that would torture you the most. So on May 10, 1994 I waited until dark and I started killing. And I killed Gail and her child. Zach never forgave me, but in the end that didn't really matter because I killed him when I returned to Mystic Falls in 2009. I just told you the worst thing that I have ever done. So, yes Stefan, I am telling the truth. The long, horrible, gritty truth. You can either stake me through the heart right now or help me save the only person who has sacrificed her life over and over and over again for this town, for you, and yeah, even for me."
Stefan stared in horrified acceptance at his brother. "If I help you, wouldn't that mean that everything that you just said would come true? Why would I do that? Why would I allow that?"
"Honestly, I don't truly believe there is a way to send me to the future now."
"What do you mean? How are you planning on helping your Bonnie then?"
"Now, I'm no witch but I have spent a lot of time researching and around witches, so I'm just spit balling here. I think that when my body merged with past me, that I became a definite part of the timeline. Time traveling isn't something that's really able to be done. I think the only reason I am even standing in the past, is because I was in an alternate world that was frozen in 1994 and my little witch just so happens to be extraordinary. So, I think the only way to save Bonnie is for me to relive the next couple of decades, trying to change my past so that I can save her future." He ran a hand through his ink black hair.
Stefan sighed, "So, how do we do that?"
"Well… we are going to need a Sheila on our side. And I don't mean an Australian woman."
****Chapter End****
So what do you think? You don't care, I should get back to writing for my other stories? Fair enough, but my brain does what it wants.
Anyway, I am planning on being in 1994 for only another chapter or two. I want Damon and budding witch Bonnie to have their meet cute. Or whatever Damon's version of that is.