*I own nothing. All rights go to CW and LJ Smith…even Jake.*

A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews guys, I've been dying to read a crossover with Bonnie and Jake and decided to start one myself. Also Quendolyn I cant wait to read your Bonnie/Jake story whenever your write it. Their definitely my new fave crack-ship lol.

Collateral Damage

Damon watched as the wannabe Power Ranger walked up the side walk to his house. If he wasn't so bent on getting through to the little witch he'd probably rip the guys throat out here and now. He sped around the corner just as Bonnie rounded it. Show time.

Jake snapped his head around as he felt a cold chill run down his spine. He observed his surroundings before mumbling a shielding spell under his breath for protection. The streetlights dimmed slightly before illuminating again whatever it was couldn't get as far as the driveway now.


Bonnie sped around the corner immediately slamming on her brakes. The car swerved a bit as her back flew forward only to snap her back against her seat. Her heart was beating out of her chest and her breath was staggered. She unbuckled her seatbelt and placed her hand on her heaving chest. Opening her car door she observed the object that caused her abrupt stop. What the hell is that? she thought as she eased away from her silver Prius.

In the middle of the street she seen a bundle of…blackness. Something told her not to go near whatever animal this was, but curiosity got the better of her. As she stood only 2 feet away she recognized that it was a man. Her heart began racing again as she ran to the hurt person; afraid that she had hit him or worse killed him.

"Are you okay?" she said shakily turning the person over.

"I'm fine thank you." Damon smirked as he greeted a distraught Bonnie.

Before her brain could even wrap around what just happened she found herself pinned against her Prius by a very outraged Damon.

"D-Damon?" Bonnie stuttered through her whiplash. "Damon! What the hell!" she shouted trying to free herself from his grip.

Damon laughed menacingly pressing her harder into the car. "I think I told you this wasn't over."

"Let me go now or I swear to God I'll burn your dick off." she spat.

"Bonnie, Bonnie I like it when you talk dirty." He laughed humorlessly.

After several minutes she gave up fighting against his restraints. Damon was relieved that she finally tired herself out only to glare at him.

"What do you want." she gritted out.

Damon tapped his chin. "Hmm world peace, a pool full of the best witch's blood," a wink. "Elena on a platter, Stefan's broody forehead back…I could go on, but mostly just for a stubborn little witch to get over herself and forgive me."

Bonnie scoffed. "You took my mother's life Damon!" she yelled.

"I gave her a new one!" he contradicted. Bonnie's eyes bugged in disbelief. She could feel the smoke spurting out her ears, and delivered a swift knee to his balls to his shock.

Damon released his grip on the witch cupping himself in pain. Bonnie opened her car door only for Damon to slam it back closed.

"I'm not done talking to you yet witch." he huffed righting himself.

Bonnie faced him angrily crossing her arms. "Do you have a death wish Damon?"

"No, but I think you do. What? We're going home with strangers now Bon-Bon. He could have snapped your pretty little neck; or taken that sweet little flower you're desperately holding onto. Have we learned nothing from the Ben situation? Oh wait, no Luka, even better example." he jibed.

Bonnie's jaw ticked at the mentions of her past faux-pas. She didn't know what pissed her off more the fact that Damon was basically calling her stupid, him mocking her virginity, or that he followed her. She curled her tiny fist and delivered a powerful punch to the older Salvatore's face.

Damon winced in pain and Bonnie shook her hand furiously as the throbbing ache shot up her arm. He could taste the saltiness of his own blood ooze into his mouth and now he was rabid, before Bonnie could blink Damon had slammed her hard unto the hood of her car. This was the second time the witch had hit him and each time was worst than the last. He had to admit she packed a mean punch and if it was delivered to anyone else he'd probably give her a round of applause. She made the many slaps he got from Elena feel like sweet caresses.

Bonnie stared at Damon's wild eyes watching as they flashed between that eerie blood red to the intense ice blue. Her hand was still throbbing, but it was nothing compared to the sharp pain that shot through her back as it made contact with her windshield.

"If you hit me again Bonnie, it won't end well for either of us." Damon spoke calmly, but Bonnie heard the threat in his statement loud and clear.

"Get your hands off of me." she squirmed agitated.

Damon sighed. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"You didn't care when you killed my mother, so don't make it seem like you care now." Bonnie whispered harshly.

Damon let go of her running his hands frustrated through his midnight locks. "God, witch we went over this. We didn't have a choice; it was no other way!"

"You could have stalled!" Bonnie screamed at him. "You could have waited until we finished the spell. They would have been dead. All of them she wouldn't even have had time to kill Elena, but no you found the easy way out."

"Shut up Bonnie! Just shut up you have no idea what Stefan and I did. You didn't see how we raked our brains trying to find another solution, because neither of us wanted to hurt you. You weren't there. So shut the fuck up."

Bonnie narrowed her eyes and watched Damon drop to his knees. She slid of the hood of her car and towered over him watching him squirm. Bending on one knee Bonnie grabbed the screaming vampire by the hair forcing him to look at her. Easing her aneurysm she stared into his eyes pensively.

"You were right Damon. I wasn't ready to kill you that day." She began tracing a finger down his jaw. "But everyday it gets easier and one day I will be."

Bonnie dropped Damon's form and walked back to her car. She picked up her discarded keys and opened the car door.

"Bonnie." Damon choked out roughly getting to his feet. "I don't trust that guy. Be careful."

"He's a witch Damon. I'll trust him before you any day." she lamented slamming her car door and starting it up.

Damon watched as she drove off. Nothing had changed since their previous conversation the witch was still out for blood. He walked to the side of the road and got into his black mustang. He didn't care what Bonnie said that guy was bad news and he looked strangely familiar to him. Everyone had skeleton's and Damon was going to make sure he brought Jake's to light.


Bonnie laid on her stomach flipping through her grimiore and Jake's book of shadows, comparing the two. Kicking her fuzzy covered feet in the air without a care in the world. It had been 3 weeks today since Abby turned and was finally getting a handle on life as a vampire. She had driven back up to her ranch this weekend to visit Jamie, so when Jake called Bonnie to hang out she eagerly accepted. Deciding to chill at Jake's until her girl's night with Caroline later.

She turned the page of Jake's little black book to an interesting spell. "The spell of Everlasting Life" it read at the top and Bonnie immediately found herself intrigued.

"And they say witches can't live forever." she mused to herself flipping the page.

Jake's phone began vibrating startling the young witch.

"Jumpy, jumpy." Jake teased as he returned with their drinks.

Bonnie watched as his facial expression went serious as he eyed the screen. "Uh, I have to take this give me one minute."

Bonnie nodded complacently taking a swig of the red kool-aid. She hopped off the bed to stretch as her eyes roamed the room. Stopping at the closet she moseyed her way over to snoop. Caroline would be so proud she thought to herself as she opened the double doors.

Jake had a nice array of designer clothes. Varying from Ralph Lauren button down and tees, to dark washed Levi's and Calvin Klein's, he had several pairs of black Polo and Louis Vuitton boots rounding out his line-up.

"What is it with guys and black." Bonnie thought rummaging through the clothes.

Moving onto the shelves her eyes closed in on a black lock box in the corner of the closet. Arching an eyebrow she stood on her tippie-toes attempting to grab the can of worms. She leaned up just a bit more her index finger barely touching it. It was times like these where she hated being short, grabbing a little stool she tried again. Just as she eased the box to the edge a throat cleared.

Bonnie lost her balance free- falling backwards landing in two firm arms. She looked up into Jake's hazel eyes her cheeks the color of radishes from embarrassment. Wait until she told Care about this.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Jake breathed his eyes never leaving hers.

"No." Bonnie barely whispered.

Jake smirked before taking her bottom lip into his mouth teasing it lazily with his teeth and tongue. Bonnie moaned then pouted as he stopped his ministrations. He laughed letting her down.

"You know what they say about curiosity." He began laying down on the bed.

"And was it that?" Bonnie hummed back resuming her earlier position in front of the spell books.

"It kills the cat." he replied looking at her suggestively.

Bonnie felt her cheeks heat up again. It was weird that she felt so comfortable with Jake; he had a way of making her feel like the only girl in the world. At first she had thought things had happened to fast with them, but they never finished what they started the first night and she was very relieved about that. She wasn't one to believe in love at first sight, but looking at Jake now she couldn't be so pessimistic.


"Still whining brother?" Stefan asked leaning against the living room doors.

Damon gulped his blood and stepped away from his perch by the window. "What do you want Stefan?"

"Just wanted to know how things went with Bonnie is all?" Stefan queried.

Damon gave him a bemused look as he moved to the bar. "Now Stefan you know our little Bon-Bon still isn't speaking with me. So what do I really owe this displeasure."

Stefan chuckled. "Look, Elena has requested that I ask you to back off of Bonnie and give her, her space."

Damon scoffed. "So what because Elena said it you think I'm just gonna drop to my knees in surrender. I think not. In case you forgot I could give a damn about Elena's requests these days."

Stefan tilted his head at his brother. "Oddly enough I believe you, but the question is why?"

"Why what?" Damon asked annoyed.

"Why are you trying so hard to get back in Bonnie's good graces?" Stefan supplied.

Damon drained his third cup of bourbon and stared into Stefan's eyes. "Because, Stefan she's my humanity." he humored.

Stefan rolled his eyes. "Really, Damon Elena's been talking to Caroline and Bonnie knows that you follow her sometimes."

Damon sighed exasperatedly. "The guys a dick Stef and I know a dick when I see one."

Stefan furrowed his brow thinking back to that one time during Woodstock where he and Damon engaged in some questionable…

"Reign in your dirty thoughts brother reign them in." Damon spurred. "I know that guy is bad news...and he's a witch. I bet he's just using her. "

Stefan sighed already seeing the signs of his brother's obsession before Damon himself could even comprehend it. He walked over to him grabbing him by both shoulders.

"Damon, Bonnie isn't Elena she's not going to turn a blind eye or shrug a shoulder when you mess up. Its going to take more than a couple of weeks to gain her forgiveness. We hurt her, I honestly wouldn't be surprised if she ever talked to us again."

Damon put a hand on Stefan's shoulder. "And you're telling me this because?"

"Because Damon you have a habit of going after things you can't have, and Bonnie's a powerful witch she could kill you. She almost did." he said seriously.

Damon shrugged out of Stefan's grip; he already knew where this conversation was going.

"Keyword almost and I thought I told you to leave the witch to me Stefan." He replied back at the window.

Stefan ran a hand through his caramel locks. "Just do us all a favor and don't make Bonnie your new obsession. It won't end well…for you."

With that Stefan walked out of the boarding house leaving Damon to ponder his words.


Bonnie hurried out of her car speeding to Caroline's door. She was a half hour late already her studying session with Jake running over. She could hear her friend now cussing her out.

"Hey Care sorry I'm late-" Bonnie stammered out as she walked into the bubbly blondes house only to stop mid-sentence at the sight of Elena.

I know how dare I stop it right there, but next chapter is Girl's Night whoop whoop! Lol thanks for reading reviews are love =).