Other Side- Past

Where were they? Were they dead? Damon and Bonnie stood hand in hand in the middle of someone's living room.

"Where are we?" Bonnie questioned.

"I don't- I don't know." Damon replies.

Glancing down and noticing that their hands were still intertwined, Bonnie pulled her hand away.

"Well, that got awkward fast." Damon noted.

Rolling her eyes, Bonnie decided to take a look around,"Where do you think you're going?" Damon questioned her as she walked away from him.

"Uh, to look around. I'd like to know where I am, if you don't mind."

"And what if I do mind?"

She shrugged,"Tough because I don't care." she spat before moving towards the room she figured was the living room. It was beautiful. It looked like something straight out of a magazine. As she admired the decorations of the living room, she ran across a picture of Damon and picked it up.

"Looks like you live here or at least whoever lives here knows you." she points out as she shows him the picture of him before putting it back down.

Bonnie had been looking around for about eight minutes before Damon's voice echoed throughout the house.

"Hey, witch, you might want to come see this!"

Rolling her eyes she made her way back into the living room where she found Damon standing in front of the fire place.

"What is it?" she grumbles in annoyance.

"Looks like we're in hell." he groans.

"What are you -" he spun around and lifted a picture of a man and woman's wedding photo into her face. Her eyes widened the moment they landed on the man and woman's face.

It was her and Damon.

They were married?

In the picture she was dressed in a beautiful strapless floral white and apple red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places while Damon was dressed in a black suit with a matching apple red tie and handkerchief. Bonnie was smiling at the camera while Damon stood behind her, his arms wrapped around her middle, smiling down at her with so much adoration and love that would make the most man gasp in shock.

"This has GOT to be a joke!" she gaped up at Damon.

His eyes widened in that creepy way they did whenever he was about to say something sarcastic or really stupid.

"Afraid not witch. Looks like we're happily married." he places the picture back onto the mantel.

Taking a deep breath, Bonnie turned away from him and started towards the stairs,"Where are you going, sweetie?" sarcasm dripped from his words.

She rolled her eyes,"Checking out the rest of the house you idiot."

Damon fake pouted,"Ouch, witch. You should be a lot nicer to me. I am your husband."

"I'd rather die all over again." she sneered.

Damon appeared in front of her at the top of the stairs,"Be careful with what you wish for. You might just get it." he grinned.

Glaring at him lifted her hand and slapped him,"Go to hell, Damon." she snapped before pushing past him and moving towards the first door to her left.

The room was huge. Huge and cream colored with a few splashes of red all around. There was a huge king sized bed set against the wall in front of her.

"The things Elena and I could do in that bed." Damon commented.

Bonnie's expression twisted up in disgust,"You're a disgusting pig." she spat over in his direction.

He smiled and leaned onto the tall dresser next to him,"Oh, honey, I've been called worse."

She rolled her eyes,"I'm sure." she says before taking one last glance around the room before making her way out and around the rest of the house.