Disclaimer: CW and L.J. Smith


It's hard to know what a computer will do when you plug it in during a thunderstorm. But Bonnie had to try anyways. Suddenly all the lights went out.

''Damn it!'' she yelled.

She was home-alone as most of the times. Suddenly she saw something pop up out of the dark. She started screaming, but someone covered her mouth.

''It's just me.'' She looked in the eyes of Damon Salvatore.

The hand let go of her mouth.

''Sorry.'' She mumbled.

He chuckled. ''It's okay Little B,'' he said. ''Most girls scream if they see someone pop up during a thunderstorm.''

''What are you actually doing here?''

''Actually I was looking for some girl to feed on, but then I heard a girl yelling and the electricity was off. So I decided to rescue the little princess.''

She rolled her eyes. ''So, did you find your blood for today?'' she was trying to have a conversation.

''Well, not yet.''

''Well, you want some?''

Wait What? ''Excuse me?'' Did he just heard that.

''I said; You want some?'' she repeated.

''You are actually offering?'' he smirked soft.

''Well, rather me than my neighbors.'' She said.

''I would sit down if I were you. I don't want my little witch to pass out.'' He said.

She walked to her bed and sat down. Be calm Bonnie. He won't hurt you. Suddenly he was behind her.

''Relax Bonnie.'' He said. She puts her jacket off and he gives a small kiss on her shoulder. Her body relaxed in no-time. Suddenly she felt some fangs biting in her shoulder.

The last time he had bit her, it had been extremely painful but this time it felt amazing. Like they were connected. She felt amazing… like she was dreaming. She closed her eyes and was totally relaxed.

When she felt the fangs out of her body, she slowly turned around and opened her eyes. She smiled soft and he did the same.

She didn't know where it came from, but suddenly she pressed her lips on his. It was like they both saw firework. It was amazing. She felt Damon's tongue totally taking control, and weird enough, she liked it.

When she gasped for air, he pressed soft little kisses in her neck.

Damn, she loved thunderstorms.