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B/D action… and some other stuff maybe.

Chapter 1… I'll come for you

Intro:

Damon stood and watched as the founding families subdued her to the ground unwilling to fight back, because if she did all the proof they needed that she was a witch would be confirmed and they'd burn her right then and there… as Damon watched on maneuvering very slowly toward them he caught those mossy green eyes of Bonnie's willing him to stay back and to not do anything irrational that would earn him the spot right next her… looking at his striking features play a dance of emotions Damon closes his eyes forcing his way into her mind past her fear and anger for what was happening she heard his smooth voice and so she captured it letting it penetrate and the words getting ready to cascade from his lips felt like a venomous fire shooting from the core of his soul, only Damon Salvatore didn't have a soul but at this moment who'd know that difference "I'll come for you, I'll always come for you, don't be scared"

Six months ago:

Bonnie Bennett and Damon Salvatore alone a booth sitting cozily together not uttering one single word between them…

Bonnie looks over at the Smirking Older Salvatore and she often finds that she is never quit taken with him like Elena or how Caroline used to be, what they found charming about him she found insulting; he was asinine, nimble, homicidal and egomaniacal to say the least shrugging her shoulders indifferently at the vampire she figured maybe there could be more to him but she was highly doubtful.

Damon who was pouring himself a shot of bourbon he was meekly looking at the little witch, because he often found that he was curious about her, his charming demeanor had no effect on her, mainly because she often despised him for the horrible events that's taken place in her life because of him, shifting his body toward her mildly he trails a finger down his cheek thinking of the history between the Salvatore's and the Bennett's, Damon was her protector and she deserved better from him.. This thought alone scrambles his brains rattling the usually calm Damon who really doesn't care what she deserved…So he swallows the drink hard because somehow he did care.

Unable to take the silence anymore Bonnie throws her hands up in defeat turning to face him aligning her head with his that's cocked to the side ready for her to purge her words… "why did you ask me here?" she replies dryly staring into pale features, Damon licked his lips leaning in closer to the little witch who was often put off by how close he got whenever he spoke " I…wanted you to... have a drink with me" that menacing smirk playing on the corner of his left cheek.. Bonnie exhales with her brows furrowed and lips parched "why? Her voice is slightly low and reveals that of confusion… taking Note Damon pours her a drink "To thank…. you again, because you didn't have to help Stefan rescue me" blinking rapidly staring into her mossy green marbles noting for the first time that he'd never noticed before that she was incredibly beautiful, which turns his features soft and smooth, Bonnie backs away from him slightly clearing her throat "yeah well, I did it for Stefan and Elena, they care about you.. God only knows why? She shrugs indifferently at him…

Damon turns to finish his drink fluttering his eyes once more in confusion at her statement because she was right; he had been nothing but an ass to Stefan torturing his little brother for over a century and a half because Katherine just had to have them both when Damon was the one giving all of himself to that selfish bitch which blinded him to the love he's had and still has for Stefan and on top of that he was still trying to steal his girlfriend and as for Elena she saw something good in him and he wanted more of that and so he wanted her but never really wanting her because she had peeked his humanity once more and it felt good but the sad thing is he didn't owe her his humanity, but he owed the little witch his that…

placing the glass back down he pours another drink raising his glass" regardless of why you did it…" he stops smirking gulping down the bourbon, Damon was always one to water down his emotions in shot glasses and women, women he didn't care about and women who didn't care about him and that was one thing Bonnie knew for sure about Damon Salvatore, Bonnie Found herself feeling sorry for him seeing obvious ware and Mayhem behind that smirk she stands making Damon posture to the side " you didn't finish your drink" his voice tries to play that of arrogance holding her glass, Bonnie takes the bourbon from him slightly touching his smooth skin placing it back down at the bar squinting at him unsure of why she is getting ready to say these exact words "Maybe next time, when we're not in bar and you could go to jail for supplying me who's seventeen with liquor…" she winks at him her words come out slightly humorous and sarcastic , releasing a light airy laugh Bonnie walks away leaving the mystic grill with a soft bounce in her step; watching her Damon's Smirk unusually turns into a smile which is impossible because he doesn't see the use of smiling anymore, swirling back around looking toward the bar he spontaneously places the bourbon down heading for the doors….

I may continue this I may not…depends if it's likedlet me know if I should just give up all together.