Bonnie Bennett woke with a start. She sat up slowly and cautiously, looking around to try to gather her bearings. She grabbed her head as her vision swam around her, I have been drugged, she thought. The room was so dark that she could barely make out her hand in front of her face. She slowly rose from whatever object she was laying on, she guessed a bed. Her knees buckled under her, "whoa." She said sitting back down.

"Take it easy," a low voice said from somewhere in the room, "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

A lamp was turned on and Damon Salvatore sat casually in a chair in the corner of the room.

"Damon?" Bonnie asked confused "what am I doing here?"

"All in due time."

"No, tell me now!" She had only seen the older Salvatore once since her Grams had passed and to say she loathed him was an understatement. Elena said that Damon was in a bad place since opening the tomb and not finding Katherine. He was psychotic, Elena said. Sleeping with all kinds of women and feeding was all he ever did. It had been three months and he was still in a funk.

He didn't respond.

"Why am I here." She asked again shaking from the chill in the room as well as from anger.

" In due time," he said with a smirk walking away from her.

She tried to use her powers to inflict some type of pain but nothing.

"What happened to my powers?" she asked frightened a bit more because she had no protection from this monster before her.

"I bound them." He replied.

Bonnie stared at him back in disbelief; she shook her head and finally looked around the room she was in. She was sitting on a huge bed and the room was enormous, it looked like a room in a medieval castle. There was a huge stone fire place in the corner and she watched as Damon built a fire, once lit the room warmed considerably and it even made the large room seem cozy.

He turned to face her he was dressed in his usual black tight t-shirt and jeans. His feet however were bare.

"Damon please tells me what's going on." she pleaded" Is Elena okay? Is she in danger?"

He shrugged casually, "Don't know, and don't care."

The way he said it sent a cold tingle down her spine.

She was still disoriented as he handed her a glass of water.

She drank because she was so thirsty a plate of food was shoved in front of her and she devoured it in a matter of minutes.

She immediately felt sleepy again.

"You drugged me again?"

He removed the plate of food and lowered her onto the pillow.

"Where am I?" she mumbled.

"Skyfall," was his response.

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When she woke up again she was alone in the room immediately attempting to use her powers again with no success. Feeling less disoriented than before she explored her surroundings, first thing she did was check the door and like she thought it was locked. She scrambled over to the window and looked out. NOTHING as far as her eye could see, just snow covered trees and mountains. She ran to the other window, giving her another view of her surroundings, nothing.

"Don't panic, "she tried to reassure herself, if he was going to kill her, he wouldn't have bought her all the way out here.

"Think Bonnie." The last thing she remembered was being in her bed asleep. "Oh no!"

She recalled waking from her sleep hearing a noise, thinking maybe it was her father home early from a business trip but knowing it was someone or something more sinister. She snuck out of her room and too looked over the landing. That's when a hand clamped over her mouth and she felt a prick. Before she could scream everything went black.

"Bastard." She muttered.

Just then said bastard entered the room. "You called?" he smirked. He swaggered in with a drink in his hand.

"Why am I here Damon?" She gritted out through clinched teeth.

"Why are you here indeed?"

"I mean it Damon! Tell me why you kidnapped me? I helped you and this is how you repay me? People will be looking for me; you won't get away with this."

"They can look for you but they won't find you," he smiled hopping onto the bed and tracing his finger around the top of the glass.

"You're wrong; you aren't going to kill me because you want something. People care about me and I won't stay here."

"I mean no one knows about this place, it's in the middle of nothing. There isn't another soul for 100 miles and even if you try to escape you will die of hypothermia. We're in the Scottish Highland lass, "he said with a fake Scottish accent, "You have no powers, thanks to yours truly, so I think it is an accurate statement. Go ahead look around."

She stormed out of the room and looked for an escape from every possible angle. He was right. And besides that she was still in her night clothes.

She stood at the bottom of the stairs and hung her head in defeat.

She heard him before she saw him; he descended the huge stair case with his drink still in hand and strolled right past her to the bar.

"Drink?" he asked.

She didn't respond just looked at him in disgust.

"Don't look at me like that Bonnie, you and I will be spending a lot of time together, just the two of us." Then he shrugged and grinned at some inside joke, "at least for a while."

"Are you mad?"

"No, I'm pretty happy; things are working out just like I planned."

"No idiot! I meant are you insane?"

He shrugged," Probably, I was for a bit after the whole, I wasted 150 years of my life running after a pipe dream whore who never loved me, but I 'm thinking clearer now and I have new focus!" he grinned like a sleazy politician.

She shook her head in disgust, "whatever you are planning I won't help you, you have to kill me first!"

"I'm not going to kill you Bonnie, you an integral part to my plan, in fact I will go so far as to say, you are the biggest part, without you everything falls apart."

"Does this have something to do with Elena?"

"This is about you Bonnie, all about you."

"Stop talking in riddles Damon and just tell me what your plan is!" she screamed and although she hated it tears formed and began to fall from her eyes.

"You're my plan." He said quietly. "You're my legacy, Emily gave you to me."

She shook her head not understanding, "But you took my powers."

" I bound them, to this place, to Skyfall, your powers are still here, I just need them for my plan." He looked insane.

"I want to go home," she said like a little girl.

"Shhh pet." He smiled, "this is home, our home." Bringing her into his arms and holding her.

"Damon, I want to go home," she pleaded with him, looking up into his eyes.

"It will feel more like home when the baby comes." He assured her.

"Baby?" he was insane, losing Katherine had made him crazy." What baby?"

"Our baby." He grinned like she was the crazy person.

She slowly backed away from him, "Damon what the hell are you talking about? What did you do to me?"

"Nothing …yet," he wiggled his eyebrows.

"What the hell are you talking about!" she screamed.

"Well…" he drew out." I need purpose Bonnie and something to focus on. And I thought what better thing to focus on than a wee baby Damon or Bonnie!"

"You are insane! I would never sleep with you and besides that, you are a vampire, you can't have kids!"

"I can't but we can." He said softly.

She began to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. She would never sleep with him willingly.

As if he read her thoughts she looked into his blue eyes and saw the answer.

"If I have to force you, I will." He said and she knew he would. He would rape her and she couldn't stop him.

"This is insane. You can't have a baby!"

He stalked towards her and for the first time since she got there she felt afraid, deathly afraid.

He backed her into the wall and leaned in until his nose almost touched her.

"I get what I want Bonnie. You can either come to my bed willingly or I can force you, it matters not a damn with me, but the only way to get out of here is for you to fuck."

When he pressed her against the wall, she felt it. Her powers were in the walls of the house all, around her, in the ground, just out of her reach.

"What have you done?" she pleaded. "Tell me what you did!"

He vamped out and she screamed as he bit into her neck, he drew until he felt her go limp and then pulled back. He could hear her pulse loudly in his ears.

Her blood was addictively sweet, and the moment his body touched hers his cock stiffened, and the demon inside of him was screaming, take her, take her, and take her.

He lifted her into his arms, he was a mad man, a beast, a monster and he knew it. Why fight it? He said to himself as he carried her to his bed, the demon screaming louder and louder all along, take her, Take her, TAKE HER!