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She gripped her crossbow tightly as she slowly moved between the trees. His footsteps could be heard around her, but she had no visual of him. Her father had taught her how to handle these situations and she was more than prepared. Mystic Falls had become somewhat of a perfect training ground, the vampires had become cocky apparently and had no desire to hide, which made her job easier. She stood against a tree closing her eyes as she listened to the rustling of the leaves on the ground. He had to be 500 feet…no…400 feet from her.

"Where are you little girl?" he called out to her.

Bonnie smiled. That's what she waited for, vampires were also very arrogant and would always give themselves away first. She moved away from the trees' protection and shot her crossbow. He appeared from behind another tree and Bonnie allowed her crossbow to fall to her side as she held up her hands guiding the arrow into the vampire's chest. The look in his eyes as he blinked surprised at what occurred was one that Bonnie had saw frequently as he collapsed to the ground. She moved from behind the tree and removed her cell from her pocket, "There's another one here for you", she stated before ending the call and walking away.

Bonnie emerged from the woods and headed to her car, placing her bag in the trunk and then climbing into driver seat. She'd been in Mystic Falls for only two days and she had already knocked two names off of her father's list.

She drove away from the woods and continued down the dark road, as her dashboard screen came to life with Elena's name and phone number. Over the past week, Elena spent most of that time dodging her. She claimed that she was really busy getting ready for school and they would talk, Bonnie knew that Elena was stalling and it unnerved her. The summers she spent in Mystic Falls were the summers that she spent with her best friend and confidant, so the fact that Elena was suddenly shutting her out—made her sad, but also made her suspicious.

Bonnie pressed the button and could suddenly hear the background noise of wherever Elena was.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry for not being around lately", Elena immediately apologized.

"It's fine, we've both been busy. My father shipped some of my stuff here and I've been somewhat going through it at my Grams' house, where are you now…we still need to talk".

"I'm at the Mystic Grille, can you meet me here?"

"I will be there in about 10 minutes, see you then", Bonnie ended the call. Talking to Elena had also been on his list, but she wasn't sure what she would say. There was the suspicion that Elena knew more about her Grams' death than she let on, but Bonnie refused to go down that road. If she had to even consider that her best friend, her surrogate sister had something to do with the death of the one person in this world that understood Bonnie completely—she wouldn't be able to handle it. Bonnie pushed those thoughts down, she wanted to believe that Elena loved Sheila too and her behavior was due to the fact that she died. However, the lingering feeling Bonnie had in her stomach every time she saw Elena and Stefan interact at the repast made her doubt everything.

Fifteen minutes later, Bonnie walked into the Mystic Grille and immediately spotted Elena tearing apart a napkin. Rudy taught Bonnie a long time ago to read people's actions and the fact that Elena was so nervous to see Bonnie and speak with her, sent a sickening feeling to the pit of her stomach. Bonnie made her way over to the table and smiled, "Elena, I'm glad we can finally see each other and talk", Bonnie held out her arms as Elena hugged her tightly, "So am I, I am so sorry that I've been…I've been a shitty friend, I can admit it and I'm sorry. I've been going through something and I want to talk to you about it, but I can't…not yet", Elena sighed as Bonnie could see the tears pooling in her eyes.

"Elena, you can talk to me about anything. We're friends remember…sisters…", Bonnie encouraged her.

Elena smiled sadly and then shook her head, "No, let's talk…I want to talk to you and about you. I know that you were hell bent on UCLA, what changed there?"

Just hearing UCLA made Bonnie's eye start to twitch. Her father pulled the rug out from under her in more ways than one and the fact that he snatched one of her dreams away from her, made her physically sick. She wanted to go to UCLA to get away from him and this calling of hers…but it wasn't meant to be.

Bonnie shrugged, "I needed to be closer to my Grams and people who I love", she reached across the table taking Elena's hand, "and Whitmore's not too bad", Bonnie almost choked on her words.

Elena gave her a doubtful smirk and for the first time since Bonnie landed in Mystic Falls, she saw her best friend again, "You know and I know they are not the same by any means, but at least we get to spend time together and be roommates", she smiled, "I really miss you Bon every time you leave".

"I know, I miss you too…but now I'm here, permanently".

Elena smiled, "And how are you doing, I know that Grams meant a lot to you and this was all so sudden…"

"Was it sudden?" Bonnie interrupted, "Caroline said that you spent a lot of time with her before she died and you even saw her the night before, was she sick…did she act sick?"

Elena shook her head and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "No, she was fine. She was the same and that's why this is so hard to understand".

Bonnie shook her head, "Grams was always the picture of health with all her herbs and concoctions she drank every morning".

Elena nodded, "Remember when we snuck one of her morning drinks that time…"

Bonnie nodded and laughed at the memory, "I think I can still taste that horrible, horrible taste on my taste buds".

"It was a cross between spinach and liver".

"Yucccckkkkkk", Bonnie laughed as Elena joined in.

"Hi ladies, what's so funny?" Stefan asked approaching the table.

Immediately Bonnie stopped laughing and looked up. Did Elena invite him?

"Stefan, what are you doing here?" Elena stood up.

"You told me you were meeting Bonnie and I actually wanted to have a moment to speak with her as well".

Bonnie blinked. She wasn't interested in any way, shape or form in having a conversation with Stefan. It was nothing personal about him, she just felt like every time she saw him—that something wasn't good about him or his presence.

"Bonnie, I had no idea that he was coming", Elena quickly stated.

Bonnie started to open her mouth, when another voice entered their circle and it shook Bonnie to her core, "Well Brother, who do we have here?"

Bonnie slowly looked up and came face to face with his cerulean eyes and her heartbeat sped up. What was he doing here? What did he mean by Brother? She noticed Stefan cast a look her way, but she ignored it.

"Damon", Stefan grimaced.

"Damon Salvatore…and you are?" he asked sticking out his hand to Bonnie.

Elena watched with alarmed eyes.

Bonnie looked at his hand with the fingers that had been inside of her not more than a week ago, "Bonnie Bennett", she replied refusing to shake his hand.

"Bennett…hmm…any relation to Sheila Bennett?" Damon's eyes twinkled looking over and Stefan and Elena.

"I'm her granddaughter", Bonnie stated.

"Yes, of course…I see the family resemblance".

"Hmm", Bonnie grabbed her bag and stood up, "well Elena, I have to go…we'll see each other soon".

"Bonnie, please…you don't have to go, Damon and Stefan are leaving…"

"It's ok, I have so much to do at my Grams' house that I really should get back", Bonnie smiled before turning and standing in front of Damon, "excuse me", she stated before brushing past him and leaving the Mystic Grille.

Bonnie rushed out to her car trying to catch her breath. When she slid into the driver seat, she gripped onto the steering wheel trying to steady her breathing. Damon was Stefan's brother and she had slept with him. She felt sick. This was against every rule she made for herself. She never imagined that she would ever see Damon again. This was bad…really bad.

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"Another Bennett huh?" Damon smirked as he sat across from Elena and Stefan.

"Leave her alone Damon", Elena warned.

Damon turned his menacingly eyes towards her, "And if I don't, what are you going to do?"

"Damon, Bonnie is off limits. You need to stay away from her, you came here to get Katherine out of the tomb…she wasn't there, weren't you supposed to go looking for her?" Stefan asked.

Damon's eyes narrowed and the blue grew darker, "I don't care about that bitch anymore, I decided to stay here…in Mystic Falls…there's so many exciting things here to keep me occupied, like a certain Bennett witch…she is a witch, correct?"

"Damon, please…don't go after Bonnie, Sheila helped you…doesn't that mean anything to you?" Elena asked.

"It means nothing to me", Damon stood up from his seat, "but I do wonder though, does Bonnie know about your little role in what happened to her grandmother?"

He watched as the color drained from Elena's face, "Ahh…didn't think so", he smiled before turning and walking away from them.

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Bonnie rushed into Sheila's house and began to pace. She needed to think. She needed to make sense of this. Damon was Stefan's brother. She had some of the hottest sex in her life with Stefan's brother in his car and he seemed like someone that neither Elena or Stefan cared for. The biggest issue at this moment was the fact that she her rule was broken—well the truth was, she had broken her rule completely. The vampires that she usually engaged in activities with were always grifters and never on her list. They were vampires that were innocent enough that she wouldn't have to kill them later and she would never see them again. This time? She knew nothing about Damon other than he was a vampire. She was sad, she was weakened because of her Grams' death and she gave into that moment. It was a mistake and she would pay for it every time Damon Salvatore appeared.

"Damn it Bonnie, how could you be so stupid!" she chastised herself as there was a knock on the door.

She turned around. It couldn't be Elena, she hoped it wasn't. She wasn't happy with her about her boyfriend showing up allegedly out of the blue. Bonnie walked slowly over to the door and opened it to Damon Salvatore standing on the porch, "How about we chat?" he smirked.

"No", Bonnie began to close the door.

"Oh I think we do or I will tell Elena all about that nasty little thing we did in my Camaro…by the way, I still have those panties…"

Bonnie grimaced. She knew that inviting a vampire in your home was a huge mistake, but she could always revoke his invitation, "Come in", she sighed moving out of the way.

Damon smiled as he walked over the threshold and looked around at the living room. He had never been inside Sheila Bennett's house. He had stood on the doorsteps speaking with her and being mind whammied, but inside—nope. The picture of Sheila on the fireplace kind of unnerved him because she looked as if she was looking at him with a look of disdain.

"How did you know where I was?" Bonnie asked.

"Because I know where Sheila Bennett lived, my condolences by the way", he turned to her.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes, "You were in the cemetery during my Grams' funeral, weren't you?" she moved closer to him.

"What?"

"You…I saw someone when I was by her coffin, it was you…"

"Why would I be at a funeral for someone I barely know?" Damon asked.

"I don't know that yet…"

"I wasn't there, sorry…but I was there the night that you decided to hit on me in the bar and then allow me to fuck you senseless in my car", he moved closer almost whispering in her ear.

"That was a mistake…"

"A mistake?" Damon raised a teasing eyebrow at her, "Bonnie, I was there that night. I know you're a witch and I am well aware of how witches feel about vampires, but I remember when you begged me to…"

"Stop it!" she cut him off, "it was a mistake and it was a mistake that will never be repeated again".

"Never?" Damon asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't go around having sex with vampires. I was drinking and I was upset about my Grandmother, what happened between us…was a mistake and it will never happen again, understand. Also, since you know so much about witches, you know that if you say anything to anyone about what happened between us—I can and will make you pay", Bonnie remarked sweetly.

Damon gasped, "I feel violated".

"You're an asshole", Bonnie snapped.

"And you're hot".

"You get off on being insulted?"

"And you get off on having vampires bite you, we all have something", he shrugged.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes. She hated Damon. She wasn't sure of all the reasons why, but she knew she hated him. He was an asshole, but for some reason she was attracted to this asshole. For some reason, he stirred something inside of her and it wasn't good. It would never be good for someone like her.

"What's up with the dynamic between you, Elena and Stefan. If you and Stefan are brothers, you don't exactly seem close or like you love each other", Bonnie watched him walk around the room.

He turned to look at her, "Me and Stefan have a long history…most of that history isn't exactly good".

"Ah, so Elena doesn't like you by extension…"

"You are very nosey for someone who barely wanted to tell me her name a couple of days ago".

"I'm inquisitive and since I am staying in Mystic Falls for awhile, I figure I should learn a little about the new people in town and the people who my best friend associates with", Bonnie challenged him.

Damon moved closer to Bonnie, "Something about you is…off".

She shrugged, "Maybe".

Damon searched her eyes. Bonnie Bennett was beautiful, a little sassy and he could tell she was smart—but there was something else that intrigued him and he knew it would be his downfall.

"So you're staying in town?"

"Going to Whitmore", she answered, "do you attend?"

Damon chuckled, "No".

"I'm not surprised", Bonnie met his gaze as her cellphone began to vibrate on the table, "excuse me".

Damon watched Bonnie walk over to the table and admired her backside, Bonnie was indeed someone that he needed to know better.

Bonnie picked up the phone and her father's face filled the screen, "You need to go", she stated to Damon before answering.

He raised an eyebrow, but he moved towards the door. He felt a bit of uncertainty about exactly what he was doing with Bonnie, but he would find out eventually. He quickly sped out of the house as Bonnie answered the phone, "Dad, hi…".

It was almost as if Rudy knew that she was talking to a vampire, "Bonnie, I received reports from the Council, you're doing a good job".

"Thank you".

"I know that this has been a hard couple of days for you, but I have faith in you. I always have".

"Dad…I want to talk about what happens after all of this".

"What do you mean?"

Bonnie sat down on the couch, "Dad, after I finish my mission in Mystic Falls, I want to leave this behind. I don't want to do this anymore…"

"Bonnie, you know the rules…it doesn't work like that".

She closed her eyes, "I know".

"Bonnie, everything abut this is for the greater good…you have to understand that".

"I do…", Bonnie closed her eyes, "I do".

"Good, I know that this may seem like I'm being a hardass Baby Girl, but I'm not. This is your destiny and you are the only one who can do this".

"I know", Bonnie nodded sighing, "I know".

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The next evening, Bonnie watched as the vampire that she had been watching for a couple of days walked around the HodgePodge Bar in another part of Mystic Falls that she and her friends never went to. The vampire was working the room looking for a target, no doubt. Bonnie sipped on her drink as she looked around the bar and noticed another person enter that she recognized. She rolled her eyes, he was the last person she needed to see. "Damon!" her target called out to the raven haired jackass.

Bonnie sighed, getting up from her stool and moving away from his eyesight. She moved into a corner to watch their interaction and noticed that they were exchanging words that didn't exactly look friendly. Bonnie moved through the crowd as she saw the angry faces of the two vampires inches apart move their way outside of the bar. Bonnie placed her drink down and headed outside following them.

"You owe me Damon!" the red haired vampire yelled.

"Oh Colin, I don't owe you…not anymore".

"I told you where to find the amulet and then you never paid up and I want my money or I will rip your heart out", he pushed Damon into one of the walls.

"Bad move Colin", Damon charged him and the two vampire clashed together in an all out war.

Bonnie watched from behind a wall, Damon definitely had the upper hand but she realized that Colin wasn't exactly above fighting dirty. Finally, Damon slammed Colin to the ground, "Stay there!" Damon growled as he moved away from Colin's body on the ground.

Bonnie watched as Damon began to saunter away, but she also noticed Colin get up off the ground with a broken piece of wood in his hand. Bonnie reached in her bag and without thinking, she rushed over as Damon looked at her with a surprised look. She had no idea why she felt the need to protect him, but she did and Colin's eyes widened as he saw her coming towards him. He sped over to her, knocking her to the ground as the stake in her hand went through his chest. She didn't breathe until she realized he wasn't moving.

"Bonnie, what the hell was that!" Damon screeched, pushing Colin's body off of her and pulling her up off the ground. She was a little dazed and her back hurt like hell, but she suddenly couldn't think about that.

"My phone", she said absentmindedly patting her jacket.

"What about your phone, what the hell is wrong with you coming over here like some kind of Buffy the Vampire Slayer! I know you're a witch and there's a hundred different things you could have done outside of getting so close to him!" Damon went on.

"I just saved your life", Bonnie said realizing that her phone screen had been cracked, "shit!"

"Let's get him out of here and then we are going to have a little conversation", Damon stated walking over and picking Colin up off the ground, "come on Bennett", he stated walking past him.

"Shit!" she stated again realizing how fucked she really was.

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After disposing of Colin's body, Damon brought Bonnie back to her grandmother's house. Ever since she rushed into that alley and came after Colin, she had been knocked off her axis and how in the hell was she supposed to explain the whole Colin thing? There was a procedure and she had violated it by allowing Damon to help her. "Damn it!" she banged her hand on the desk and immediately grabbed her lower back.

"Hey…", Damon walked over to her, "hold on for a minute", he said gently lifting up her t-shirt and checking out her back. He whistled, "that's a nice bruise you are going to have".

Bonnie reached back and pulled down her shirt, "Thank you", she snapped.

"Want some blood, it may help with it".

"No, I don't", she walked away from him.

"Bonnie, you have a bruise after saving me…and what was that about, do you walk around with stakes in your bag?"

She grimaced and then smirked, "You are the one who commented about the relationship between vampires and witches, I have to protect myself when I'm out and about".

"Why were you in that bar anyway, doesn't seem like your type of place".

"You don't know anything about me, how would you know what is my type of place?"

"And how are you even getting in these places, I know you're the same age as Elena and that…little lady…is definitely under 21".

"I'm a witch, I can do a lot of things I'm not supposed to", Bonnie stated going into the downstairs bathroom and turning around to see the rather large, purplish bruise forming on her back.

"So you just walk around with stakes waiting for a vampire to attack?" he leaned in the bathroom doorway.

Bonnie shrugged, "It's a dangerous world".

"You're something, you know that", he smirked at her from the doorway, "but thank you, you really helped me out back there at that bar, I don't know why…but thank you".

"Yeah…well…you were losing and it was embarrassing", she threw a look towards him with a smirk as she reached into the medicine cabinet, bringing out some pain ointment.

"Let me help you with that", Damon reached over taking the ointment from her.

"I'm ok, I can do it…"

"It's your back, it won't be as easy as you think…let me do this".

"Ok, fine", she stated lifting up her shirt.

Damon looked at her smooth caramel skin and he felt the familiar tightening in his jeans. Bonnie was not only beautiful, but the fact that she was fearless and definitely strong turned him on. Besides the fact that he had been with her before and he wanted more of her badly. He could taste her on his tongue as soon as he thought back to the moments in the Camaro, "Why don't you lie down on the couch, so I can do this?"

She turned to look at him, "Really?"

"It will be easier", he argued.

"If your hands move away from the area of my bruise, I will set you on fire".

"My hands will not stray", Damon promised as he held them up.

"Fine…", Bonnie moved over to the couch laid down on her stomach.

Damon followed her over and kneeled down next to the couch, squeezing some of the ointment on his hands and gently touching the purple bruise on her back. She tensed for a few moments and then relaxed, "So what's your story Bonnie Bennett?" he asked, "you and Elena are friends, but you don't live in Mystic Falls?"

"So we're doing this huh?" she asked.

"I'm making conversation".

"We moved away from Mystic Falls when I was 8, my father got a promotion and it was in Seattle…so that's where I grew up, but I spent all of my summers here in Mystic Falls with my Grams and with Elena".

"So your father and your mother…"

"Just my father, my mom left the picture a long time ago", Bonnie answered.

"I see", Damon nodded as his hands moved expertly across Bonnie's back, as he moved further up her back—he noticed something. It was a tattoo of a 'B' in script with a blood drop dripping from the tail of the B, "that's an interesting tattoo", he commented.

Bonnie's eyes shot open and she immediately sat up causing herself great pain and she immediately grabbed her back, "You have to go…"

"What…what do you mean?" Damon asked, "because I asked about your tattoo?"

She got up from the couch, "No, because this…this is wrong…look, it's late and I appreciate you helping me out with the ointment and everything, but it's best we keep our distance from each other".

"All because I commented on your tattoo?"

"No because I don't befriend vampires".

"But you will have sex with them? There's something seriously wrong with you…", Damon walked over and picked up his jacket, "and coming from me…that says a lot", he stated before heading over to the door.

"Well I didn't ask you", she folded her arms.

"Well glad we have all this worked out, thank you for saving me…have a nice life", Damon stated before walking out of the house.

Bonnie followed him to the door and closed it behind him, kicking it and immediately grabbing her back. She had bungled this night completely and the person she blamed for it was Damon Salvatore.

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Damon parked in front of the Salvatore house and replayed the moments with Bonnie at Sheila's house in his mind. The tattoo she had on her back was so familiar to him, but he couldn't put his finger on it, but after the way Bonnie reacted tonight…he was curious and he would find out exactly what that tattoo meant.

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