Disclaimer: I own no part of The Vampire Diaries books or TV show. If I did, I'd have way more money than I have now and Bonnie and Damon would be living HEA.

I am working on another story for another board, so I am going to try and post something at least once week, just don't expect another super long chapter like this one. Also this story is going to take place in two parts, the first part will be set in the present and then the other part will be set about 5 years in the future. Please review constructively. I haven't planned out all the details, so any input is welcome. The rating for this story will eventually go up to M, so please keep that in mind. Hope you enjoy

Chapter 2

Brown silk. That was the only phrase adequate enough to describe Bonnie Bennett's skin. It was smooth, flawless, and soft and it's color was the perfect shade of milk chocolate. Damon looked down at the young witch he had sworn to protect, but tried to kill. Well he hadn't tried to kill her exactly; it was Emily he wanted to take his fury out on, Bonnie's body just happened to be the one Emily's soul inhabited at the time. Looking into her deep brown eyes, Damon saw a combination of confusion, fury and just a bit of fear; but she didn't back down from him. No, little miss witchy was looking Damon directly in his eyes, almost daring him to try something. He had to admit Bonnie was intriguing, if nothing else.

He had been watching her for the last couple of weeks, ever since Stefan had told him about her little excursion to Fell's Church and how she had been trapped near the tomb that held his beloved Katherine. Damon had felt uncharacteristically afraid for Bonnie; he had immediately transformed into his crow form and flew to check on her. He had been watching her carefully for the last two weeks. She hadn't been sleeping or eating properly and he was worried about her, which in turn worried him (since when did he care about anyone other than himself or Katherine). Damon chalked his feelings up to his promise to look after Emily's lineage. He had been watching after Bonnie all her life, even before she had been born. He had protected all the witches of her family, but Bonnie in particular had a hold of Damon. Why, he had no idea, but something inside of him had to make sure she stayed safe, even now, when Emily had broken their pact and he was no longer obligated to do so. There of course was more to him coming to see Bonnie than him wanting to protect her. Bonnie could still help him rescue Katherine, but first he had to get her to trust him. Not an easy task when a month ago he had mauled her to within an inch of her life.

"What do you want Damon? The necklace is gone, I can't get her out," Bonnie practically spat at him.

"Now Bonnie, I think that you and I got off on the wrong foot. With your BFF dating my younger brother, don't you think we should be friendly toward each other," Damon said, with a lazy smile.

"The wrong foot, you tried to suck the life out of me, literally. No Damon, I don't think we can be friends and I'm sure Elena and Stefan will understand why."

"C'mon little witch, how long are you going to hold that little incident over my head? I know you go to church, doesn't the Good Book say you should forgive and forget," Damon replied.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, as she opened her car door, "I'll make you a deal. I'll forgive you if you stay the hell away from me. If you don't, I swear I'll make a candle out of you." Bonnie slams the door of her car and speeds off, barely missing Damon's foot.

There great benefits to being a vampire, Damon thought: eternal life-awesome, the ability to transform into an animal-wonderful, being able to control the minds of humans-great; but one of the best benefits in his opinion was the ability to get where you want to go-fast. He was sitting on the front porch of the Bennett home before Bonnie had made it out of the high school parking lot. By his estimation, Bonnie should be home in about 10 minutes; if she stopped for food, about 20 minutes. He knew this would be his best chance to catch her alone this week, it was Thursday and judging from her conversation with Caroline earlier, her "besties" would be around all weekend. He especially needed to see her without Elena around. One glimpse of him and "Katherine-lite" would dial Stefan's phone with the speed of a vampire. After the weekend, she would probably go to her grandmother's until her father got back into town.

The sound of a Mustang 2 blocks away pulled Damon from his thoughts. Bonnie would be pulling up momentarily and she was alone, which was a plus. Now he just had to gain her trust. Damon had a plan for that, it was a dirty, underhanded, slimy plan, but he had no other choice but to use it; Katherine's life was at stake. This was his last hope of saving Katherine; he couldn't afford another failure like the one with the necklace. He had to play on Bonnie's sympathies, she had the most tender heart of anyone, human or vampire, he had ever encountered. It explained her putting up with Elena's drama, Caroline's bitchiness, and her father's cold heartedness. Bonnie was forever taking care of everyone she cared about, but who took care of her? Damon wondered to himself.

Bonnie pulled up to her driveway, exhausted. All she wanted was to order some food, finish her homework, take a hot bath, and hopefully get an undisturbed night's rest. She had considered staying with Elena or Caroline tonight, since Grams was at a conference until Monday, but Elena had a date with Stefan and Caroline had one with Matt. Besides she didn't really feel up to company, and they would be together all weekend. "Caw, " Bonnie heard as she climbed the steps of the porch. She turned to see a crow in the tree. Wondering if it was the same crow from last night, Bonnie fishes out her house keys from her bag. "You know, studies say you should carry have your keys out before you get to your door, to decrease the chances of someone attacking you," a voice whispers in her ear. Bonnie turns to see Damon flashing his trademark smirk standing directly to her right.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Bonnie said through clenched teeth.

"I thought that would be obvious. We need to talk about our past and let the healing process begin," Damon answered.

"Did you get that from Oprah or Dr. Phil?" Bonnie said, a small smile appearing on her face. Surprisingly she wasn't afraid. If Damon wanted to kill her she would be dead by now. That didn't mean she trusted him, but at least this conversation was putting off her going into her house alone.

Damon let out a laugh, "Well when I'm not plotting my world domination, Oprah is a pleasant distraction. I may have to appoint her to my cabinet when I become Emperor of Earth."

"Enough with the small talk, what do you want? I already told you I'm not opening that tomb, even if I could figure out a way. It's not just Katherine in there, but 26 other hungry vampires. I know you don't care about the humans of this town but I do, and I'm not about to unleash 27 blood thirsty vamps on them, they already have you to contend with."

"Bonnie, you wound me with your accusations. I respect your decision and would never ask you to change your mind. I just want to be your friend. "

Bonnie laughs sarcastically, "You have got to be kidding me. Friends; you and me. Just for the fun of it, why don't you tell me what we have in common that could cement our "friendship?"

"Well for one, Elena gets on both our nerves," Damon says, wriggling his eyebrows.

"Elena is my best friend Damon; she does not get on my nerves. Well, not all the time anyway. "

"So you do admit she gets on your nerves. I knew it, let's talk about her behind her back. It'll be just like we're on "The Hills." You can be Lauren, I'll be Brody, and Stefan and Elena can be Spencer and Heidi."

Bonnie turns her key and enters her home, "Goodnight Damon, forgive me for being rude and not inviting you in, but I like not having holes in my neck."

Bonnie was about to close the door when Damon calls out, "My father was an asshole to me too."

Bonnie stops moving the door, leaving it about a foot open. She looks at Damon, seeing nothing but sincerity in his eyes. Something inside tells her he understands the hurt that her father inflicted on her because he had experienced it from his father more than a century before. Catching herself before she can feel too sorry for him Bonnie replies to him softly, "I'm sorry about that Damon and I can understand it, more than you know. Have a nice night." She closes the door softly, listening for any noise to indicate his departure. After hearing silence for 5 minutes she opens the door. Looking around, she doesn't spy him anywhere. Assuming he used his super speed, she closes the door again, and goes to look at menus to order dinner, unaware of the crow perched on the roof her house.