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Chapter 2 You can do it

Bonnie couldn't believe her eyes. It was him. She was sure. But then...she wasn't. Maybe he is just an illusion... But he looked so real, so alive. Even from her place out. She could feel a living aura around him. He wasn't dead.

"Damon?" Bonnie called out, first softly before getting louder, pounding on the barrier, "Damon! Open your eyes" He didn't respond neither he moved anymore. What can I do? Then a thought came up in her mind and she asked herself how she could be so stupid. You're witch, idiot she scolded herself in her mind, even if you are a weak one. Use it!

Bonnie took a deep breathe, Damon, can you hear me? He was still motionless, Damon! I know you can hear me. Open your eyes! Okay, she wasn't sure at all, but she saw his right arm stir. She breathed out in relief and happiness made a way to her heart,

Damon, it's me. Bonnie. Wake up She sent this to him again and again, restlessly waiting. She knew he would open his eyes eventually. She didn't know why she knew it, but it didn't matter to her.

All she wanted was to get the dark vampire awake.

Damon laid there on his back for a very long time. At least it seemed so to him. He didn't know, because he flickered from sleep to wide awake, always in the same position. He couldn't move at all. Only his one hand. He could clench it to a fist and back open. It frustrated him that he couldn't do anything else. But he felt it. He would live. He felt life spreading out inside him. No, not really life, but something similar. And he always had two faces in his mind.

One was of a stunningly beautiful lady with wavy blond hair and lapis lazuli blue eyes, his princess he knew. He tasted tears he knew it was from her. As well as he knew she waited for him. And someone else.

Another picture of a girl flashed in his mind. Fiery red curls flooding down to her back and big brown eyes, looking innocent. It was odd, she didn't have freckles on her face like usually red headed girls have, but he couldn't be sure with his remembrance. But what he remembered exactly was how he called her. Little red bird. His little red bird. She waited for him as well. But how should he get out of here, wherever here was, when he couldn't move at all? Right now, he just laid on his back, his eyes closed and too heavy to move.

Damon, can you hear me? A voice startled him as it spoke in his mind. A feminine voice, soft and delicate. He heard this voice from somewhere before. It was familiar, yet not.

Damon! The voice came louder now, I know you can hear me. Open your eyes! He stirred or more, what he could let stir, thus his arm. He felt something spread out inside him. Strength, the strength to move.

Damon, it's me the delicate voice spoke again after a while, Bonnie. Wake up, wake up, wake up Bonnie. He knew this name. Damon searched through his mind for the name, but all that popped out was...nothing.

Wake up, wake up, wake up... Damon felt his eyelids got lighter. No, not lighter. Movable. He opened them for the first time he laid there.

Something pulled Bonnie away. The way she previously went. But she didn't want to. Damon opened his eyes! Bonnie could clearly see his black eyes, not far away. Something tugged in her, trying to get her back. But it wasn't hard for her to stay firm where she was.

Damon, I'm here. Look at me Bonnie tried to get him seeing her. She saw Damon tense a little as if he tried to move. Why doesn't he move?

Look at your left, I'm there. Your little red bird, do you remember? she asked him, not entirely secure. Damon tensed again and this time he could move his head. He obeyed her and looked to his left, spotting her.

Bonnie saw his eyes widen and in that exact moment she knew he remembered. Remembered her. And that made her heart jump in joy. Maybe I can get him out of here. I can do it.

But then she felt the tugging inside her going stronger, pulling her away. She frowned, If I want him to get out of here, I must do it quickly.
Bonnie closed her eyes, taking a deep breathe to concentrate so she could still control the tugging.

Opening her eyes again she looked for the first time here in his onyx eyes, who watched her in a careful manner.

Damon she spoke in his mind, we have to get you out of here. Now. Try to move. He narrowed his eyes and for a moment, Bonnie thought he wouldn't trust her. It made her heart clench in sadness, maybe he didn't remember like I thought. Tears glistered in her eyes. When he didn't trust her, she couldn't get him out of here. She closed her eyes, trying to think of an idea.

Little...red bird? she heard his voice. His voice in her mind. Her head snapped up to him, meeting his eyes with her widen ones. She exhaled loudly, breathtakingly relieved.

Yeah, it's me. You've always called me that, remember? she sent this to his mind. She had to be sure. Damon didn't respond for a while, just looking at her flying form.

I...remember he finally spoke and Bonnie felt her heart get lighter. She smiled like she didn't for a long time.

You remember She couldn't tell how happy she was about those simple two words. Damon managed to nod.

You are one of those who waits for me That was the longest sentence he spoke in her mind. Not that they spoke very much. Still Bonnie nodded at him happily, before she felt the tugging slipping out of her control. It squirmed to get her away, but she stood firm. Her face got serious again,

Damon, we have to get you out of here. Try to move He tried, she could see it, but it didn't help. Bonnie furrowed her brows in thought. What can we do? If I don't get him out of here-

A hitch inside her interrupted her. She felt a jolt go through her whole body and tensed. The tugging got stronger, trying to tear her back. Bonnie tried to prevail again, but it got harder and harder to do so. Her mind was racing, but it didn't help. All she knew was to get Damon out of here. Now.

Damon! she spoke in his mind a little too loud and she was sure he would have jumped, if he could. Just now she noticed he had kept his eyes focused on her all the time, you have to move. Please try or else...or else it maybe will be too late she just sent him what came in her mind. But it worked. He pulled his arm up and moved his shoulder a little. Bonnie nearly cried out in happiness. Perhaps we can make it still. But the tugging in her body got indispensably harder and she had to tense her whole body while trying to motivate him further.

He could move nearly all his back now, Come on Damon, you can do it. Move your legs. Please, everybody waits for you. You know Stefan, Elena!, Meredith and even Matt wants to fight with you again Bonnie just let her thoughts slip to him and slowly but seemingly he could move so much, he could stay on his knees. Still he was a little erratic. But it was better than before.

Bonnie enticed him with her words, speaking of the boarding house and Fells Church, what was waiting for him. Who was waiting for him. She repeated Stefans and Elenas name since she had the feeling he would try harder when he thought about them. Or more when she sent him her thoughts.

By now it was nearly uncontrollable to suppress the pulling in her body and she pressed her hands into the solid barrier, trying to find a hold somewhere. She felt something slowly, almost painfully rip apart from her. This thing tried to get her with it, but Bonnie stood firm, as firm she could stay with her shaking form. What's happening? She felt like she had peeled herself away from the thing. And she felt light, lighter than ever before. Too light. Bonnie furrowed her brows in worry, What did I do? The tugging and squirming stopped and left light and numbness. Bonnie couldn't help but get scared. She had the meaningful feeling in her stomach that something bad happened.

Little red bird Bonnie almost flinched at the voice in her mind, but soon felt slightly excited. He spoke more smoothly to her now. Or thought.

Look Damon she spoke into his mind, remembering she had to get him out of here, Walk towards me. I can't come in, but I can get you out of this globe. Again her tongue spoke before her mind or her thought spoke before her mind? However, it motivated Damon obviously enough to walk to her a little staggeringly. Bonnie encouraged him with her words, speaking of home and what waited there for him. She even spoke of the waiting blood, although she found it disgusting. But if she would do anything to get him back alive. As much as a vampire could be.

Eventually he was close enough to reach for Bonnie and his hand touched hers, the barrier the only space between them. Bonnie pondered how she could get through the barrier as it dissolved in nothing, leaving the shine but nothing else. Nothing else between them. Bonnie stood there for a dumb moment, before she rushed forward and threw her fragile arms around his neck, embracing him closely, "Damon!"

But as soon as she touched him, it hit her.

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