Author's note: Sup guys. This is my very first fan fic and I am not quite sure how to go about this…I just had this image in my head all day and felt I should put pen to paper…or well fingers to keyboard.

The fic takes place right after Bonnie lies and does not disable the Gilbert device and Damon almost ends up as crisp chicken.

Thank you to those whom may read this and please leave your thoughts they would be greatly appreciated.

Chapter 1.

Damon was alive, yet again much to Bonnie's dismay and perhaps a few more than herself, she was quite sure of this, though she was the only one who showed this emotion head on. After all she had gone and tried to kill him, lied even to have him meet his end, but it was mere darn luck that Damon had a brother such as Stefan whom had gone to the rescue and of course Elena had gone right in and helped her one true love.

Bonnie sighed at the thought and reached up to run a slim, dark skinned hand though her hair in defeat.

She had just left Elena's after having dropped her and Stefan of. Damon had gone god knows where after he had gotten out of the basement and free of the deadly fire. She cared not where he was as long as he was not sucking out some innocent young girl from the Grill or something like that, which seemed to be his style.

Shaking her head she moved around to the driver's side of her car and pulled out her keys from her pocket before she slowly inserted them into the keyhole.

A gush of wind ripped at her back and had her halt in her mundane task of unlocking her car to quickly pull her dark leather jacket even tighter around her form. Her deep green hues glanced to the left at the large tree that sat nestling against Elena's house….She knew it then, that the wind was not the wind at all for not one leaf moved at the trees top, nothing showed the slightest manipulation to the touch of wind.

A chill was set deep inside her very core as her eyes flickered to the darkened window of her car to spot the dark clad silhouette that stood looming behind her…piercing blue eyes meeting her own in the reflection.

She whirled around as fast as she could but all quite too slow, as her eyes met the front porch and steps leading to the door of Elena's house she saw nothing…there was none where there ones was, but she was not taking chances on her tired mind playing tricks with her.

Swirling around she quickly jerked the key inside the car door and flung the door open with such force she sent herself stumbling back a few steps. Removing the dirty brown leather bag from her shoulder she flung it inside the car and dove, in after it.

Cold fingers made quick and deadly contact with her slight exposed waist as her tank top had hiked upwards as she hurriedly tried to slip inside the car. The fingers moved with ease and grace as they dug into the soft skin of her hip whilst other fingers met with the slim frame of her neck. In an instant she was flipped over inside her car, half sprawled onto the two front seats she felt the gear shift dig uncomfortably into her back as she arched in desperation to free herself from the discomfort but halted quickly as she met the cold icy stare that met her own surprised one.

Damon was looming over her still form, deadly blue to soft green. His jaw was clenched in what she could only guess was anger. His hands were positioned now at the head of the second passenger sear and the dashboard, easily trapping her beneath him. He was quick though as his hand came fast from the seat to her mouth covering it as he noticed the flicker of her eyes as they moved to the house looming behind them and wondered if Stefan would hear her scream.

"Tsk tsk, we don't want little old baby brother to come running now do we"

The smirk that tainted his lips was not the usual coy, playful all powerful Damon one…this was dark, looming and filled with canine promise of painful things.

Bonnie swallowed hard and deep in her throat, her heart was racing with such speed it almost hurt her chest.

"Let us go for a drive shall we"

His brows furrowed as his face got stone cold and his words sent another chill through her form.

Shifting out of the car, Damon quickly pulled Bonnie with him, still with his hand against her mouth to keep her quiet though she spared no time as she was removed from inside the car to start an unheard orchestra of screams against the warming palm of his hand.

Her body came alive in his hold as she kicked and flailed to all her might, but it was no use against the rock hard vampire who easily moved her to the back of the car and popped open the trunk only to send her flying inside it.

The last she saw was that sinister smile that coiled at the corner of his lips before the darkness loomed and the trunk was snapped shut.