A/N: Thank you very much for the reviews! I promise the chapters will get longer! By the way, I hope the english is good and not full of weird expressions, that my dictionary gave to me but actually are never used in non-dictionary life.
~ Chapter 2 ~
As Bonnie woke she heard fluttering voices all around her. She couldn't have been away more then a few minutes. Somebody carried her and lay her down on what felt like a couch.
"What happened?", Elenas voice asked.
"She fainted", Stefan said close to Bonnie, and when she opened her eyes she saw that he was sitting next to her.
"Are you alright?", he asked.
"I think so", Bonnie said while sitting up. Her friends were around her. Matt and Elena were looking slightly worried, and Stefan stayed close to her as if he expected her to faint again every moment. Other people were casting glances but stayed back politely.
"Bonnie, what happened?", Elena now turned to her.
"It was the moon, it… kind of came on to me."
"Came on to you?", Stefan asked, frowning. "Any idea why? Did you drink much tonight?"
"No! I didn't drink anything. Well, maybe a glas of champagne. But it was real, Stefan, I tell you. It wasn't from this world… I don't know", she sighed, rubbing her eyes. "I think I wanna go home now."
"I'll take you home", Stefan nodded and got up.
"Will you be alright?", Matt asked.
"We all can go and you sleep over at the boarding house", Elena suggested.
"No, please, don't put yourself out on my account. I'm fine, really", Bonnie said. "I just need some sleep. I'll come over tomorrow."
When Bonnie, Elena and Matt came to the front door, Stefan was already standing outside and looking with his usual pensive manner at the moon. Bonnie avoided this, afraid that things would repeat itself. She got into Stefans car and suddenly couldn't wait to get home. When she did, she fell asleep almost immediately, not noticing the big black crow outside her window. It sat there quietly on a branch, observing and watching until morning came
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As soon as the sun rose Damon flew away. Normally window peeking was supposed to be fun, just like everything else in live. But this time it was different. He was on a mission, although he didn't know why or how or – oh well, might as well admit it, Damon Salvatore was confused.
Life used to be so easy: all he got to do was hunt, feed, go after pretty girls and steal expensive things. And then he got obsessed with his brothers girlfriend, she was all too lovely and beautyful. The fact that she was his brothers' only made her more desirable. And she had a dark side in her that suited excellent with Damon. Yes, one could say they were perfect for each other. He was the prince of darkness and she was supposed to be his princess. And who cared about Saint Stefan, he could go and find himself another girl. The nunnery was full of those he could fall in love with and live with happily ever after.
But life, even life of the non-living, wasn't that easy. Things didn't go as they were planned. His brother refused to give up his girl. Oh, Damon got her anyway, who could resist him?
The problem was, she also refused to give up on Stefan. Yes, very tricky and slutty, she wanted them both, of course she did. That was why Damon loved her in the first place, because she wasn't as sacred as his brother wished she was.
The crow landed on a clearing and changed into it's human form, smirking about his thoughts. Just thinking of Elena made him feel so very pleasurably.
A few weeks ago he had her were he wanted her: loving him as much as his brother. He was damn sure he could have convinced her to be only with him, because what could Stefan give her anyway? That's right, absolutely nothing. Damon and Elena should have ran away, could be ruling the Dark Dimension by now…
But, yes, there was a reason he's using conjuctives. They didn't. Not because of Stefan, not because of Elena, but, of all people, because of Damon himself. He screwed up. Well, of course he didn't really screw up, he took a pause from his master plan. Yeah, that sounded better.
The trouble was… and Damon didn't know when it started, but he did have some feelings about humans. He started to care. Not especially about Elena, which would have been understandable, but also about her friends. Bonnie in particular. First the red-haired witch had been nothing but a toy to him, mixed with only little facinating aspects, and in the next moment he found himself eager to rescue her, to care for her, hell, he even apologized to her!
That had been a true shock as he came back to reason. And he had done his best to ignore it, concentrating on Elena and her sweet taste. But somehow it couldn't stop him thinking about Bonnie. The worst was that she's an innocent girl, goodness as large as life. She could never be his princess of darkness. He didn't want her to be. She deserved better. Oh, why couldn't she be with his little brother, and Damon with Elena, and everybody would be satisfied!
Then, back in Dark Dimension, just as Damon was convinced to have everything under control, stupid litte Bonnie risked her life and he had nothing better to do then to also jump, to save her and make a fool of himself.
That was unacceptable. As soon as they returned to Fell's Church he stepped back and let them all be on their own. Well, not really on their own, since he stayed close and watched them. He was unseen, but could see and hear everything.
He knew Bonnie wasn't in trouble. What she had experienced last night was the magic of her druid amulet, trying to bring it's carrier into another world. The world where preferably witches go. Damon hasn't been there, didn't know if there's evil, but he knew it only worked on full moon nights and Bonnie was save now for another month.
Still. When she called so desperatly for him, he hadn't hesitated one second, he just flew off without planning anything. Luckily Saint Stefan had already been there, so Damon haven't had a reason to make a re-entry into this circle of humans he wanted to avoid.
Nevertheless he had stayed and made sure everything was really okay. There was no reason to become ignorant and rely on Stefan, who had gone back to the party without even asking if Bonnie needed anything else. Well, now it's proven: little brother was not so ever-caring as he always pretended to be. Because Damon could tell Stefan knew nothing about the druid's stone, so why would he assume the danger was over? Oh, yes, Saint Stefan was stupid, maybe it's time for a little reminder of who was in charge and stronger and so much better than him…?
Walking into his woodly lair Damon made a decision. He would not hide forever. Soon he'd go back to his brother and the humans, and he would make things work out. Blow the expense.
