Bonnie McCullough had had enough! They always treated her like a child. Elena, Stefan, Meredith, Matt even Damon on occasion. Damon called her his little bird and that made her feel just a little bit special. As Bonnie thought of Damon a small secret smile spread to her lips. Though Damon would never think of her as anything but the little witch and Elena's friend. Though Bonnie knew that there would always a bit of her heart saved for the dark and deadly vampire
In reality to Damon, Bonnie was more than a little bit special, his little bird, he had started off making a play for Elena, her resemblance to Katherine was just breath taking. Then the little witch burst into his view, her fiery red curls, alabaster skin, the sprinkling of freckles and those eyes. From the time that he had looked into her eyes when he was bathing her to try and rid her of poison in her system, that was it. From then on in Damon's eye's no other woman existed that would ever have that hold over him again. For Damon there would only ever be his little bird.
Bonnie woke up and decided that today she is going to do something. She is going to do something for herself and that something is going to be something radical! Bonnie got in the shower and started to wash her hair as she soaped her curls she let her mind wonder and started to imagine other hands soaping and massaging her head, cool strong white hands that belonged on strong white arms that moved from her head down her body. Bonnie started to moan, her eyes flew open where had that come from! She was shocked that she had slipped into a day dream in the shower! And a daydream about the beautiful hot vampire that wasn't interested.
Damon shot bolt upright in bed. What the hell was that dream about. Well he knew what it was about; it was just so vibrant and so real, Bonnie naked in the shower with him doing things that brought a smile to the dark vampire's sensual lips. Damon jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. He can't wait to see his little witch; he was looking forward to expanding on what happened in his dream.
Bonnie was dressed in her jeans, vintage concert t shirt and her low tops. She grabbed her purse and ran out of the door. Bonnie had done a lot of research last night and was now in her car heading to the nearest major town to fells church. Bonnie found a parking space near Tony's and headed in. Bonnie had meet Tony a few years ago, he was dating a friend of Marys and two had hit it off and made an unlikely pair of friends, the friendship had lasted a lot longer than the relationship. Bonnie walked into the shop, waved at the other guys in the shop and walked into the office throwing her bag into the one chair and herself into the other chair in one fluid motion.
Tony looked up at his visitor, Bonnie was like his kid sister and though the relationship didn't last with Mary's friend his mad relationship with this girl 8 years his junior worked.
"Hey Bon, phone call was a bit random last night. You sure about this?"
"Tony I never have been surer and you are the only one to do this for me. I need to embrace who I am and who better than you to help me. You know you would be upset if anyone else did it apart from you." Bonnie turned on her sweet and innocent look to full power and turned it on to Tony.
" Ok, Ok don't give me that look! You know you always get your own way."
Bonnie jumped out of the seat over the desk and flung herself at Tony. Throwing her arms around him and kissing on the cheek,
"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you" Bonnie said.
"Come on then, I guessing you have the design that you want, let's get this done and if you show Mary, I will kick your butt, you got that!" Tony said with a smile. Standing up still holding onto Bonnie she climbed around and onto his back and he carried her through to the main shop.
Damon had decided to go into the next town from Fells Church, He wanted a change in his diet and his saintly brother was getting worried that that Damon was fast running through the female population of Fells Church. Damon walked through the town when he heard the most beautiful sound and it was his favourite sound, it sounded like heaven to him, the magical sound of his little birds laughter, Why was she here and not at home in Fells Church and who or what was making her that happy. Damon turned around and followed the musical sound.
Damon was shocked to find that he was stood outside a tattoo shop and Bonnie was currently giggling as she was carried about on the back of a big guy covered in tattoos. His Bonnie was on the back of this ogre. HIS BONNIE was laughing and giggling with this this this well Damon couldn't think of a suitable to call this man, then he heard her talking.
"Bon are you sure that you are ready for this? "
"Yes Tony, I'm sure and you know there is no one but you to do it for me. You would hate it if anyone else touched me"
"I know Bon, but this is for life, it's not something that you can change your mind about Bon"
"I know Ton really that's why I have thought about it long and hard, I have the design. I want the Spiral of life, it's a druid symbol and it mean's Life, Death and Rebirth."
"Ok Bon let me set up and where are you going to put it?"
"On the back of my neck in my hair line."
"Ok, let's do this"
Damon stood there stunned, His little bird knew a tattooist and his little bird was getting a tattoo! Sweet innocent timid Bonnie was getting a tattoo. Damon was fading into the shadows, he continued his walk to find lunch and his mind kept going back to the little witch. The beautiful little witch that had stolen his heart. When had that happened? When did he fall in love, Damon the evil nasty vampire had fallen in love and when did the cruel black hearted vampire start having warm and fuzzy thoughts like he was now, as he walked down the street he was imaging Bonnie walking beside him, holding his hand, leaning her beautiful red curls on his shoulder, looking in the shop widows together him buying her whatever she wanted, he wanted to spoil her, wanted to make her princess and treat her like one. He was also jealous of this Tony guy. Who did this guy think that he was! Making his Bonnie giggle, tattooing his little bird, drawing her blood. The only one that should ever draw her blood was Damon. But at least Damon thought he was going to be the only one that ever tasted her blood. That was his only! By the time Damon had finished lunch of a willing blond. He was on his way back to his car with a plan. Damon was going to do something he hadn't done for nearly 500 years. Damon was going to make Bonnie fall in love with him.