After leaving the boarding house she opted to visit Grams's grave. She was unsettled and she hoped the overdue visit would soothe some of her anxiousness.

Bonnie traced the engraved letters of her grandmother's tombstone.

Sheila Bennett
Beloved Grandmother

"Sorry Grams, I'm a bit late." She said softly.

"I doubt if she minds too much." Damon replied as he walked towards her. He laid a bouquet near her feet.

"I'm an asshole"
"Let's not do this."

His lips quirked in a half smile while she just shook her head.

"Look Bon, I shouldn't have blown up at you like that. It's just that-"

"That you want Elena back, and you'll sacrifice anything and anyone to make that happen. " Bonnie finished tiredly.

Damon's lips flattened into a harsh line. "You told me we were past Amsterdam," he accused her.

"Forgiveness is one thing. Trusting that you'd never do it again is another.," Bonnie said slowly, as if she were explaining something to a small child.

Damon huffed as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. Letting that car run her down had been a moment of weakness. By the time he'd come to his senses, the driver had swerved to avoid her.

The look on her face was so similar to the one she had when she thought he was going to leave her to die at the wedding. It was a look he'd swore that she would never give him again.

She didn't cry or rage. She didn't demand an explanation or an apology. She just left him. By the time he realized it, she was long gone.

He spent the rest of the summer trying to find her, which turned out to be a total bust. Damon considered returning to Mystic Falls without her but that would have been beyond humiliating. That was when he made the decision to desiccate.

It had only been about a month before he opened his eyes to his brother and Bonnie standing over him. The blood was still dripping from her tiny hand and she was glaring at him in fury.

"You don't just get to check out," she spat before using her magic to upend his coffin.

"Bonnie," Damon croaked.

"I'm over it," she said simply, not even turning to face him. Her actions from that day forward indicated as much, but now Damon wasn't entirely sure.

"I thought you wanted to break the link as much as I do." He said softly. "You're still with me on that, right?" Her silence went on long enough to be unnerving.

"Of course I want to break the link," she finally replied. "Even more than you do. But I don't appreciate you trying to manipulate me into doing something foolish." She waved off his stunned expression.

"The best predictor of future behavior is past behavior," she said wryly. "As soon as you showed up here, I realized what you were up to. But sorry, the answer is still no."

She didn't look sorry at all. She looked like she was daring him to press the issue. Damon realized in that moment this was about more than him wanting to use the ascendant. They were on the brink of something they may never recover from.

"Shit!" He scrubbed his hand down his face. She had him by the balls. He knew it. And she knew he knew it.

Damon was a lot of things. Selfish. Impulsive. Arguably stupid. But not so stupid that he had to think about the choice he was faced with.

"There's got to be another way to break the link. We'll just keep looking." He forced his voice to sound as bored as possible and tried not to be offended by her look of surprise.

Bonnie stared at Damon as if he had grown an extra head. She knew he was being truthful, but the ease of his giving in to her was unbelievable.

"You never cease to amaze me Damon Salvatore," she declared as she gifted him with a beautiful wide smile. Damon couldn't help but return his own megawatt grin.

"Stay with me and you'll never be bored Bonnie Bennett." He held his arms open and felt something loosen in his chest as she stepped into his embrace.

He tightened his arms around her at the sudden cracking sound and bright light that engulfed them.

"Uh, BonBon, I'm glad we made up too, but that's a bit weird."

"That's not me!" Bonnie exclaimed, trying to look around. "I can't tell where it's coming from , but it feels like…"

"The Other Side. Shit! Don't let go Bon! You hear me? Don't let go!"

...

"You ok? Bon, you still with me?" Damon peered down at Bonnie, tapping her cheek gently until he saw her eyelids flutter before she focused her gorgeous green eyes on him.

"Ow," she groaned as she tried and failed to move from underneath him. "You're crushing me," she moaned, her eyes widened as Damon leaned in to speak softly in her ear.

"Still feeling witchy?" he murmured, her silky hair brushed against his cheek as she nodded. "Good, cause we're not alone. We're getting up now, ready?"

"Yeah," she answered, on her feet and at his back in the next instant. Her eyes swept the room quickly, taking in the map that covered the entire wall before they settled on the three men in front of her.

The man to her left assessed her with shrewd eyes set in a deeply tanned, weathered face. The one directly in front of her had a shock of curly orange hair and a handlebar mustache. His eyes were alight with delight and curiosity. The one on her right had markings on his cheeks and a piercing dark gaze. He gave her an almost imperceptible nod before he motioned with his eyes to the group behind her.

Don't freak out, Bonnie spoke quietly into Damon's mind before she projected what she saw in Damon's head.

"Great, a sausage party," he quipped. "Nice trick by the way. You definitely owe me an explanation when we're done here."

A small smile played about her lips before her eyes suddenly narrowed. Her head whipped to the side as she uttered an incantation. There was a popping sound before another four people were suddenly revealed.

"Okay, so not quite a sausage party," Damon muttered. "Who the hell are they?"

"Members of the Gemini Coven," Bonnie answered as she folded her arms across her chest, glaring at one of the witches.

"How could you have known?" One woman asked, her voice trembling with awe and a bit of fear.

Bonnie looked between the woman and her twin brother before raising her blouse to reveal the scar marring her golden brown skin.

"I've had a run in or two with one of your members," her voice was cold and her smile was brittle. The woman cast her eyes down as her shoulders wilted a bit.

"We had no idea," her brother offered by way of explanation to the angry young witch.

"Why are we here?" Bonnie asked tersely. The last thing in the world she wanted to think or talk about was Kai Parker.

"You are here because darkness will engulf the world unless you help us stop it." The man with the shrewd eyes declared cryptically.

Damon snorted as he turned in the man's direction. "Could you be any less specific? Darkness engulfing the world is just a normal Wednesday for us."