In this story Damon and Bonnie have not meant before. So there is no history between them like on the show and that means that Damon and Bonnie may be a bit OOC just to let you know.

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Bonnie Bennett sat in a large prison cell with stone walls and hard floors. The only exit or entrance to the cell was the big heavy steel door that locked her in. Dim white light from the light bulbs in the ceiling helped her see and get around to what would be an other wise dark place since there was no windows. There was a small bathroom in the corner of the cell built with thin walls and it had a toilet, a sink and a small shower inside just big enough for one person to fit into.

It had been eight months since she was captured and locked in this cell. In a world where all Supernatural's were hated by humans and either hunted down and killed or locked away in a prison just to eventually be killed. Supernatural's like her were looked at in disgust my humans. She was a witch and witches got burned at the stake by humans. There powers were thought to be evil and work of the devil even though many witches had used their powers for good it didn't matter, they were still hated upon. Just like her entire family had been killed for being witches including her Grams and Lucy. They had warned her to head her powers from humans.

Bonnie had done her best for years to hide her growing powers and she had done a good job. But one day she ran upon a building that was on fire and there were kids trapped inside. Bonnie had mumbled a spell to ease the fire enough to allow the kids to escape with their lives but instead of being rewarded or praised she was locked up and punished.

Locked in the stone prison for eight months the only other beings that she saw were the guards who came in every four hours to check on her. But she had mostly spend her time alone in the cell that she had no choice but to make her home. She only had a handful of clothes that she could change into and there was a mattress with a pillow and a few blankets that she slept on. She just didn't understand why humans hated her kind so much when she meant them no harm.

She was sitting on that mattress drawing on the stone walls with white chalk. The cell walls were covered in the drawings that she had done. Bonnie heard the door open and turned to see a guard come in.

"Stay were you are girl." The guard ordered her.

Bonnie listened to him and watched as two other guards followed dragging in a man dressed in all black. She was confused wondering what was going on and why was this man being put in the cell with her. The guards roughly tossed the man to the hard floor and walked out.

"Who is he?" Bonnie asked the first guard that came in.

"You'll find out." The guard smirked. "Be careful with him, he might be a little hungry when he wakes"

Bonnie's brow furrowed in confusion as the guard left locking her in the cell with this mysterious man. She sat on the mattress looking over at the man who was unconscious on the floor. Bonnie stared for minutes wondering what she should do.

Curiosity got the best of her and she crept over towards man. Getting a closer look she saw that his skin was very , very pale and he had silky black hair and a very handsome looking face. Bonnie studied his features in awe she had never seen a man so good looking before, she wondered what he was to get him locked in a cell with her. She reached out and touched his face pulling her hand back at how cool his skin felt. Now she knew what he was. Her Grams had told her how cold vampires could be to the touch and also told her that they were dangerous, homicidal creatures. Knowing this though she stayed next to him. She had never been this close to a vampire before.

Her eyes scanned down his body and she noticed that his buttoned up black shirt was covered in blood. He was hurt? To see for herself she reached and unbuttoned his shirt and gasped as she saw six bullet wounds in his torso. Bonnie didn't know why but she felt bad for him seeing him hurt at the hands of whichever humans hunted him down. Not knowing what to do she reached in and removed the bullets with her fingers and saw that they were wooden. He groaned in pain but didn't wake , his blood coated his fingers as she removed the bullets one by one. Sighing in relief once they were all gone.

She took the bullets and threw them in the trash and washed his blood off of her fingers. Returning to his body she was shocked to see the wounds disappear and heal. She always heard that vampires could heal quickly but seeing it for herself fascinated her. His once injured torso was now covered in smooth pale skin. His body was ripped with firm pecks and six pack abs and the V of the pelvis bone that lead to the disappeared under the black jeans he was wearing.

Putting her teeth between her lips Bonnie ran her fingers over the pale skin where the bullet wounds once were.

Suddenly without warning he woke up and grabbed at her wrist, flashing his fangs and glaring at her with black eyes as she hissed.

Bonnie yelled out in fear and jerked herself from his grasp retreating to a corner.

Damon sat up preparing to fight. One minute he was out minding his own business and the next vampire hunters were shooting him with wooden bullets. So he had been preparing to fight off some vampire hunters but instead found himself in a stone cell. He had felt a hand touching him and grabbed at it thinking that it was someone causing him harm.

Instead he heard a young woman scream out and fear and saw her ran over to the corner away from him. Damon blinked his eyes as he looked over at her. She was a small woman who couldn't have been taller than 5' 5", he could tell that she was petite even though the clothes that she wore was too big for her, she had caramel skin and long dark brown hair that framed a beautiful face. What got him most were her eyes , green that contrasted against her flawless skin. Eyes that were currently looking at him in fear.

Damon rushed over to her in vampire speed. "Sorry I did not mean to startle you." His eyes returned to their normal blue.

Bonnie whimpered in fear after she had seen those black eyes with the red veins around them.

"Don't be afraid." Damon gently told her. "I won't harm or hurt you."

Bonnie looked at him and saw that his eyes weren't black but an intense light blue. "Are you sure that you won't hurt me?"

"I thought you were the people who attacked me." Damon told her. "I didn't mean to harm you."

Even though she didn't know him Bonnie believe the dark haired man. "Okay."

Damon looked around. "What is this place?"

"It's a prison for Supernatural's." Bonnie answered

Damon frowned. "I have to get out of here."

Bonnie shook her head. "There is no way out it's impossible."

"All of this time I managed to avoid getting captured or killed by them." Damon said

Bonnie studied him. "You're a vampire."

Damon nodded his head. "I am."

"Are you going to try to eat me?" Bonnie asked

"Honestly no." Damon answered amused by the question.

Bonnie cocked her head to the side. "I was told that vampires couldn't be trusted."

"Who told you that?" Damon asked

"My grandmother." Bonnie told him.

Damon's eyes scanned over her. "I assure you that I can be trusted unless you are against me."

"I'm not against you." Bonnie told him.

"Good." Damon studied her. "What kind of a supernatural are you to be locked in here?"

Bonnie cleared her throat. "I'm a witch."

"Really?" Damon asked

Bonnie nodded her head. "I really am."

"Would you show me demonstration of your powers?" Damon asked her.

Bonnie hesitated.

Damon leaned in. "Trust me."

"I just met you." Bonnie pointed out.

"What do you have to hide now?" Damon wanted to know.

He did have a point Bonnie thought. She grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and ran her hands above them, then she started to levitate the items in mid air.

Damon watched them float. "Impressive."

"It's nothing." Bonnie said returning the items to their spot.

Damon looked down at his body. "What happened to the bullets in me."

"I got them out." Bonnie explained

"Thank you." Damon told her. "I owe you."

Bonnie's lips curved. "You're welcome."

"So I guess that I'm your new cell mate." Damon said

"I guess that you are." Bonnie commented

Damon shifted his body. "Might as well get to know each other if we are going to be locked in her for a while. What's your name?"

"Bonnie Bennett." She said clearing her throat.

"Damon Salvatore." He told her holding out his hand.

Bonnie eyed it before taking it in a hand shake. "Nice to meant you."

Damon grinned. "You too little witch."

Bonnie smiled shyly intrigued by this handsome stranger that was now sharing her cell.