Wow... thanks for all the reviews and alerts! I'm pleased people are interested in it, I have been working on this story for like 3 days now and I am enjoying writing it, so I hope you all enjoy reading it. :) Even though the fic isn't based off the song, Pink's 'Who Knew' is actually how I got the name for this and what the names of the chapters are based off. So, enough with me, onto chapter 1...

Chapter 1 -

You Took My Hand, Showed Me How

Damon meant to leave Mystic Falls, but something was keeping him there. He stayed out of the way of everyone, not showing up as much as he did. Stefan knew his brother was still around, Damon could not fully leave because of Elena, which only made the other Salvatore brother even more protective of his girlfriend. However one night something seemed to change in the air.

Damon had returned to the Salvatore house, knowing Stefan was with Elena once again. Usually thinking of those two together seemed to make him sick in the stomach, but tonight he had no feelings whatsoever towards them.

In fact, on this night he felt nothing. He'd been hurt by Katherine and now that heartache seemed to start ebbing away. Damon frowned and then shook his head. Stefan would laugh at this, Damon knew for a fact that his brother thought he could not feel anything anymore; any human emotions. That was a lie, Damon still felt the same things humans did.

Excitement when he was faced with a hard prey to catch. Lust for women, mostly Elena and…

Damon frowned. Now what was she doing, floating around in his mind? Bonnie, the little witch girl seemed to be swimming around in his mind. Damon subconsciously licked his lips as he remembered the night when he tried to kill, when he tasted her blood…

Back then he hadn't thought much about it, but now he realised she had sweet blood, the kind Damon imagined Elena had if he ever got the chance to taste her. However, what could have caused his thoughts going onto the girl in question? She didn't hold a candle for him, should he show up at her doorstep she would consider killing him first before even allowing him to make amends.

Damon shook his head. Now why would he go and do that?

"Strange things can happen." Damon found himself saying. "Maybe spending too much time in the woods does this to you…" Trailing off, Damon flopped down on the couch and closed his eyes.

xXxXx

Bonnie was up and out the house before anyone else. She was going back into the outside world and didn't want any questions from anyone or hear any comments. She made her way to her car and drove in a daze towards school. Though all the way to school Bonnie knew something bad was going to happen today, something that was going to change her life forever.

What, she didn't know, until she got out of her car and saw him lounging on the benches outside of the school. Bonnie paused, glued to the spot in terror. She felt angry and rage, how could he just sit there idly like that when he completely destroyed her life? However she was scared too, because she knew how Damon could easily kill her if he wanted to.

"Hello Bonnie." Damon said, smiling at her and then patted the seat next to him. No way was she going to sit next to him.

"Go to hell Damon." Bonnie said.

"Some may say I am already there." He said and smirked, getting up off the bench and walking towards her. Bonnie couldn't help but take a step back as he advanced towards her, so Damon paused. "You're scared. I can feel your fear." He commented and turned his head on the side as he examined her.

"What do you want?" Bonnie asked, admitting defeat since there was no way of getting rid of him. Yes, she was scared and she hadn't let her guard down, Damon could very well kill her in broad daylight as he could when night came.

Damon frowned when Bonnie asked what he wanted. That was a very good question because he wasn't sure himself what he wanted, he didn't even know why he'd come here. All he knew was that he had to come to the school this morning when he woke up and seeing Bonnie here, he knew it was because of her that he had to come. But for what, he didn't know.

"Your grandmother died." Damon found himself saying and saw Bonnie's eyes cloud over. Ok, maybe that wasn't the best move, because he couldn't stand crying girls. However Bonnie didn't start crying, instead her eyes went dark as she glared at him. Damon was surprised for a moment, because for that moment Bonnie looked almost as evil as… well, him.

"Anger can give a witch power." Bonnie said. "There is nothing stopping me from making you go up in flames right now."

"But you won't, because you're not that evil." Damon said, regaining his composure and crossing his arms, smirking at Bonnie. They stared at one another for a moment, Bonnie wishing she could go through with her threat, but knew she couldn't. Damon was right, she wasn't that evil.

"If you came to mess with me, then you're wasting your time. I'm over it, so if you would just move out the way." Bonnie said, trying to side step Damon but he moved in her way. Bonnie's hand touched his cold skin and she took a sharp intake of breath, a vision coming to her.

It was of Damon, inside her room, looking down at something on her bed. No, looking down at her in her own bed. Bonnie watched as the vampire kissed her sleeping self on the forehead before the vision left her and she was left with the real Damon looking down at her, surprise written all over his face.

That was because while she had that vision, she was clutching his arm and holding it for dear life. Bonnie quickly let go of it and ran off without another word to the vampire. That vision she'd had was new, she hadn't had an actual scene play out before. If it really was a vision, which it couldn't be because no way in hell was she going to allow Damon into her house, let alone room and allow him to touch her like that, then she would have to be careful.

However Bonnie couldn't stop the beating of her heart as she thought of that vision. And she knew it wasn't because of running away from him. This was bad, very, very bad…

xXxXx

Elena noticed there was something wrong with Bonnie. Yesterday the girl had still been curled up in her bed, grieving the death of Grams and now here she was, back at school as if that hadn't happened. Though Bonnie wasn't a hundred percent back to normal, she seemed jumpy and anti-social today and followed Elena to lunch, not putting much into the conversation.

She didn't bother acknowledging Stefan's presence when he joined the two girls outside. The vampire looked at Bonnie, whose eyes were now transfixed on the grass. She hadn't answered when he said hello.

"I don't think she's fully over it." Elena put in. Stefan nodded and looked at his girlfriend, kissing her lightly on the forehead. There was a gasp and both of them turned to look at Bonnie who was staring at them with her eyes wide.

"What?" Elena asked. Bonnie shook her head and quickly got up.

"Sorry, I have to go… somewhere." Bonnie said and ran off. Elena sighed as Stefan then took the seat next to her.

"I'm worried about her." Elena said as she watched the retreating form of her best friend. "She hasn't been the same since the death of Grams."

"She'll get over it." Stefan said, putting a hand on hers. "Bonnie and her grandmother were very close and it will take a while for her to come to terms with it. Just give her time."

"That's something I'm not sure I can give her." Elena said softly and looked down at the grass. She'd just have to look out for Bonnie more now.