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A/N: This story is set after Shadow Souls and is pretty much AU. Some characters can be a little OC.

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Feelings & Plans

Elena POV

Our breakfast was uneventful and surprisingly funny. To be witness of Matt and Damon at the same table as humans was surreal. Meredith and Bonnie laughing at Damon and Matt's fight for the last piece of bacon. Sage in a deep conversation with Stefan. And Mrs. Flowers watching over us. Everybody at the same table. I couldn't stop a smile appearing on my face. These were the people that I loved. Different kind of loves, but love was love. It felt like one of our last meals together. It was like we were in a fragile bubble about to burst by Shinichi's cruelty. I couldn't shrug off the feeling that told me the final battle was coming.

I felt someone staring at me. It was Damon; his eyes reflected conflict, like he was wondering what I was thinking. He has that ability; even now as a human he hadn't lost it. When he looked at you with so much intensity, it felt as though he were peeling off every emotional barrier. He knew he'd eventually get his answer. He'll get what he's seeking.

I was the only one who remembered everything that had happened between us. It was so hard. Every time that I looked at him, or Stefan I can feel my soul ripping in two. Stefan was light. Damon was dark. But I could sense a little bit of light in Damon. I knew his light is locked down deep inside of him. That little boy inside him was his humanity. The part of his soul that was hurting.

I wondered if Stefan could sense this. He was his brother, and I know he was the one who knew him best. Stefan was looking at me with worried eyes. It pained me to know that I was hurting him. What I was going to do. I wasn't Katherine. I didn't want to hurt them. But I couldn't help myself; I loved them. I loved them both.

I glanced toward Bonnie. Now, I could comprehend Bonnie a little bit better. Since the Dark Dimension, I had a better idea of what she had to confront every day. I wondered if she could see everything at it was - without glamour, without any disguise. It must be really painful every time she tranced and didn't remember anything of it. I needed to talk to her. I kept watching her. She was now battling Damon for the last piece of blue berry pancake. I could see a connection; a familiarity between those two. I wasn't sure if they even knew they were connected in some way.

I felt a pang in my chest. Why I was feeling it? It wasn't hatred. It felt like jealousy. It couldn't be. Oh my! What will I do? My relationship with Damon was intense, but was different. We didn't have what he had with her. It looked like they belonged to each other. Knowing this was painful. Maybe this was my opportunity to clear my heart. I would encourage those two. I knew Stefan will help me with this.

If nothing happened between Bonnie and Damon, then it would be because they chose to not let anything happen between them. My conscience would rest; my best friend would not suffer because of me.

After breakfast, I decided to talk to Bonnie. I was about to call her when Damon called me.

"Elena"

"Yes?"

"We need to talk."

"Damon, this is not the time."

"I think I deserve it."

"Really? I think you're thinking only about yourself. Believe me - this is not the time."

He gave me a strange look. He walked toward me. Right now, only inches separated us from touching each other. He kept staring at me. After some mere seconds that felt like hours, he said: "I think you're afraid, Elena. You are afraid to acknowledge the truth."

"Damon, everybody thinks theyt know the truth. So let it be."

"Come on, Elena. You know you love me."

"I love Stefan, Damon. That is my truth. My feelings for you aren't the same. I need to figure them out. But I'm really sure that I love your brother; he's my soulmate."

He frowned at me, then turned and walked away. I needed to put into action my plans more quickly that I'd thought. I went out of the dining room, looking for Bonnie. I needed to talk to her.

Bonnie POV

Meredith and I were helping Mrs. Flowers with the dishes when we saw Damon storming out from the dining room. After a minute, Elena walked out from the same room and entered the kitchen.

"Bonnie, I need to talk to you."

I lgave Meredith a questioning look. She just shrugged and gave me an "I-have-no-clue-of-what's-happening" look. I switch my gaze to Elena and nodded in an affirmative way. Elena gave a small sigh.

"Okay. Let's go to my room."

"Mere, are you okay with..."

"Bonnie, just go. Elena looks like she's going to explode. She needs to talk. Go."

"Thank you, Mere."

"Go, already"

I took off the apron I was wearing and followed Elena to her room. I didn't have any idea what she wanted.

I sat down on her bed and watched Elena pacing from the window to the door. She was so concentrated in her thoughts that at some point I began to think she'd forgotten I was there with her.

"Elena, what's going on? And, please, stop pacing you're giving me headache."

"I'm sorry, Bonnie. I... I"

"Say it already. You're killing me."

Elena smiled at me and began to talk again. "Bonnie, you always knows how to cheer me up. Thank you."

"No problem. But..."

"Let me finish. I need a big favor from you. I need your help with Damon."

I knew that I looked dumbfounded. Why did she need my help with Damon? How could I help him? He was the kind of guy that wouldn't accept any offers easily. And, besides, to give help, the person needed to be willing to receive such help.

"Bonnie"

"Explain it, Elena, because I sincerely don't understand you. I don't think he'll want my help, anyway. He's very clear of what he wants. He wants you."

Elena kneeled before me and tears began to form in her eyes. "I know, Bonnie, but I don't think it's true love. I think he's mixing his feelings for Katherine with our friendship-relationship. I think he just transferred all those feelings towards me. He's just confused; my so called powers can be really addictive to a vampire or any supernatural being. I think it's a mix of everything, not true love."

"Elena, I don't think that's the case. You're acting as if he was a dumb person he's not. And what he wants most right now probably isn't you."

She opened her eyes, surprise reflecting on her face.

"Yes, Elena, I think he wants to be a vampire before anything else. He likes to feel powerful. He doesn't like to feel helpless."

"How do you know so much about him?"

"Ah, Elena because most of the time this is exactly how I feel. I told him last knight that I think he's stronger than any of us. I know he's doubting himself. If he reaches you, it's because he needs your help not mine."

"And that fact bothers you, right?"

"What are you talking about, Elena?"

"Nothing. It's just me being selfish. The thing is, I don't want to hurt him or Stefan. My true love is Stefan, but I'm not sure what I feel for Damon. I know this is my problem, but when we were at the Dark Dimension and when our auras mixed and he drank from me, I reached a little boy inside him, chained to a black big orb. The little boy is the keeper of his secrets."

"What?"

"Yes, Bonnie, I think you're the only one that can help me reach that boy again. I think it's the human part of Damon; his past buried inside him. And that part is hurting, Bonnie. I want to help him. Please help me!"

I stood from her bed. Now, I was the one pacing. Why I was feeling like a chess piece. Here we were, talking about a person without asking him if he wanted any help. I didn't think it was fair to decide for him. And besides, Elena had her own powers. I knew if she wanted to reach Damon's inner boy she can do it. Why did she need me? I couldn't understand it. I just didn't understand it.

"Bonnie, why is it so hard? I-"

"Elena, shut up. Okay. I know you're planning something. It isn't the first time I've had the sensation that you're playing chess with me."

"Bonnie, I would never do that to you."

"Liar-you always did it since we were in Pre-school."

Elena bowed her head.

"Elena, just please try to understand. It's not that I don't want to help Damon. Of course I want to. I'm just not sure the consequences of that. First, I'm not sure Damon will want to do it. And, second, it scare me a little."

"Why, Bonnie?'

"Elena, every time I Trance by mistake or on purpose, I lose control of myself. I don't remember anything after the Trancing and my mind is more and more susceptible to psychic interference. I know I accepted the responsibilities tied to my ability, but I just wish someone could teach me how to control it. I don't want anyone controlling my body for a long period of time. They could make me hurt the people that I care about. I... I'm scared and it hurts."

By the end of this, I was crying. Elena hugged me. She had this motherly instinct and I appreciated it this time.

"Shh. Shh, Bonnie, I promise I won't let anyone hurt you like that. I didn't even realize how much you were suffering. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, Elena, you played your cards really well this time. You knew since the beginning of our conversation I would say yes. You knew it."

"Yes, I knew it. Because you are the more giving and caring one of us all. Thank you, Bonnie, for helping me with Damon. I just think we need to use this peaceful time to our advantage. We need to be stronger for the final encounter with Shinichi, and Damon needs to sort himself out."

"I hate to admit it, but you are right. But you know the only one that is going to talk to him is you, my good friend. Your idea-you talk to him. Beside, I want to ask Mrs. Flowers to see if she knows some ways to help me have a better control of my psychic abilities."

"Bonnie... "

"Nope. Your idea. Remember... I'll help you only if he wants to accept the help."

After that, I walked out of her room.

A/N: There you have it. I know is short but I have problems with the story. I need to sort out what I want to do with the characters. I will be grateful for any ideas. I'm sorry again for the mistakes at this chapter.

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