A/N::: i'm BACK! sorry i was gone for so long. i'm sorry! -hides behind wall from flying tomatoes!- i'm so sorry! i know i am a horrible person for making anyone who liked my story wait. it was not my intention! i swear! i just got lazy and busy with things, it completely slipped. i'm going to update regualrly from now on i promise so read and review and read the bottom for my CHALLENGE! i'd love for your participation, loves you all!

now read! Damon commands you!

A wooden chair flew across the room. A grunt was heard along with the braking of the wood. A brunette stood in the corner, her leather jacket lay draped across another chair that sat idly next to her. Her small frame leaned against the wall and her small arms hugged her chest.

The girl stood there, watching as a male with long dirty blonde hair keep throwing the chairs against the wall. She was already bored.

"Are you about done?" she asked annoyed as a sigh escaped her plumped lips.

The male stopped immediately. His blue eyes looked over at the girl who still stood in the corner. He zeroed in on her, almost like he had forgotten she was even there. That insulted her to no end.

"Is this really all about her? I mean, she isn't even that pretty, or smart." she added as an after thought under her breath. The girl rolled her dark brown eyes at the handsome man. His actions for this one girl where beyond ignorant in her big brown eyes. Why he wanted her was a mystery to her, even after he'd already explained why for the hundredth time today.

His baby blue eyes turned black with red outline. His sharp teeth protruded and veins outlined his now monstrous face. Though his face had changed, it didn't scare the girl. She just rolled her eyes once again and looked at him deep in the eyes, almost challenging him to attack.

They had played this cat and mouse game all day, and all over the same little girl. It was actually getting old right about now.

"Yes, this is all about her! It has been for the past hundred forty five years, Katherine!" he spat her name out in annoyance as he stared her down. His voice was furious and stressed as he then grabbed another chair and threw it against another wall. All the while looking at Katherine.

"Fine! Waste your time on her, what do I care. I came for some fun, and talking about some stupid witch isn't doing it for me." Katherine shrugged her small shoulders; her tone was too blasé for his taste. She was about to walk out of the maple door before he grabbed her from behind. Next thing she knew he had her pinned to the floor, his strong muscular hand wrapped around her slender neck as he bared his teeth at her, ready to rip her apart if she provoked him.

"We didn't Verb Confusion (consider revising) her for anything but her!" his voice was already raspy from yelling so much. He didn't even care; the only thing he wanted now was what he'd been waiting for…what he'd been promised all those years ago.

"Wrong Klaus, she's what you came here for!" Katherine tried to push his hand away from her neck, but it was useless. He had a couple hundred years on her; she could never fight him off. Her beautiful face had changed from beauty to beast once he'd grabbed her, though it was just as useless as her prying hands.

Klaus' grip tightened around her neck as he lifted her head and slammed it down against the floor board. Katherine winced at the sharp pain that lasted all but a few seconds before she was back to normal. "Wrong again Katherine. You came here for me! To help me, and I won't let you just walk away as you please! Not this time. This time your helping me, you're the only one that can lore her here, got it!" he asked as he once again slammed her head deeper into the already broken wood.

Katherine's eyes had closed from the pain in the back of her head. She let out a huff as her eyes opened to meet his soft blue eyes. He'd changed back, even though he was still pissed.

She timidly nodded as he gave her one more squeeze around her neck before releasing his hold and standing. He was over at the window in a millisecond.

Katherine took deep breaths before sitting up. She soon stood behind Klaus. Her small hands rubbed his shoulders as she manipulatively smiled into his neck. She knew how to calm him down. She knew his weaknesses like now one else ever could.

"I'm sorry Klaus, you know I just don't like sharing." she laughed along with him as she massaged his shoulders. Katherine began kissing along his jaw, her eyes open, watching to make sure her plan was working. As always it was.

His eyes were closed as he relaxed into her touch. He wasn't fooled by Katherine's tricks, but, if that's what she needed to believe then he was fine with it. He didn't care if she thought she had come kind of control over him because he knew it wasn't true.

For Katherine to work at her full potential she needed confidence and pretending like she had some pull over him gave her that. It was all part of his plan to get what he wanted. He was just as manipulative as Katherine. Were else would she have learned it?

"I know you don't." he said in mock compassion. Sometimes it was a little too easy. "But…" he trailed off, in a millisecond he was behind Katherine; her arms were pinned behind her back as her body was pushed against the window. Klaus chuckled and leaned in, his full lips at her ear as he whispered, "Get over it."

With that he was out of the door, leaving Katherine leaning against the window.

Her eyes were down cast in fury. She hated when he played with her. It use to be fun, but at this particular moment it was anything but. She would help alright. She would do what she was told, but that doesn't mean she can't have fun doing it.

Klaus lay in a large bed with big pillows and silk sheets. His arms lay behind his head as his eyes closed. He was relaxed for the moment, but by no means was he satisfied. He needed her. She was what he was promised after all. It took him so long to get what he wanted and he was tired of wasting more time.

He would get his witch! He would get Bonnie Bennett if it were the last thing he did!

.l.

The curtains blew wildly as the wind gushed through the open window. It was cold in the already freezing room. A boy, with dark brown hair lay in the bed, wrapped tightly in blankets that did nothing to keep the cold away. He shivered.

It was dark in the room. The only light coming from a small lap next to the boy. His eyes where closed tight as he tossed and turned in his bed. He was having a nightmare.

It was filled with fangs, and blood. He was scared, alone, and lost. He didn't know where he could go. He wanted to get away, but he couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. The only thing that was clear was the white teeth that inched closer. Blood dripping from them.

He could only see the outline of a person…a woman, coming closer. There was only one spec of light coming from the center of the room. As she kept walking she stepped into the light.

She was beautiful. Black hair sparkled, brown eyes soft and lonely. She looked back at him, and all he could see was her. She was just a normal girl. No fangs, no blood, not even black eyes.

He recognized her. He'd seen her before, he…he knew her. She was…she was…

"Anna?" he asked his eyes wide with extreme confusion and shock. She didn't respond. Next thing he knew she was on the floor. Her skin was wrinkled and tight. She looked like a corpse. The light that he'd seen seconds ago in her eyes was gone. They were empty as they stared at him. And lastly, a sharp wooden stake lay deep in her chest, were her heart was.

He was so shocked, so scared. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't think or move. All he could do was stare. But, one thing he knew for sure, Anna was dead and she wasn't coming back.

He shot up from the bed, his eyes just as wide as they were in his dream. He was frantic as his breathing became erratic. His dream was still fresh in his head. Every detail was still there.

But, he didn't want it! He just wanted the dream to go away, he didn't want to think or feel! Why was he feeling he shouldn't be! He was suppose to be a…vampire.

So then why wasn't he hungry? Why was his heart still beating, almost out of his chest? Why could he still feel pain? One simple answer, he was still human.

How…?

He looked around the room; he could tell what it was instantly. He was in the hospital.

No! It couldn't be happening, this couldn't be possible! This wasn't suppose to happen! He was suppose to be dead! But, he wasn't.

"It didn't work, Jeremy." a sweet voice sounded from across the room. It was dark, but the light from the lamp provided enough for him to see around the room. In the corner stood someone, a woman he presumed from her voice.

Nothing was familiar about it. He'd never heard this voice before. So, how did she know his name?

"Your still human, Jeremy. It didn't work." she pushed herself off of the wall she had been leaning against. She walked, cautiously towards him, as if not to scare him. That was least of what she wanted.

"Who are you? How do you know me?" Jeremy's voice was low and raspy from lack of use. He tried clearing it, but, he wasn't paying much attention to his voice or how dry his throat felt at the moment. He was on full alert.

"Don't be Adjective Use (consider revising) Jeremy. I'm here to help. Believe it or not." she came into his view, her entire frame was covered in light, and he was mesmerized.

She was stunning, absolutely beautiful. Her long auburn hair flowed in curls down her waist. She had light jade eyes that were soft and caring. She smiled down at him longing, something he didn't understand, but something he didn't complain about either. He actually liked the warmth it gave him. Her lips were full and plump, as her teeth shown through them. She was absolutely beautiful in every sense of the word.

"I'm Jules." she said in her sweet silky voice. "And I know you, because…" Jules walked closer towards Jeremy. All the while their eyes were locked, like a connection being made that couldn't be broken. It confused Jeremy, what could she be doing to him? "I'm your pro-" she was cut off as the door creaked open.

Jeremy looked away for a split second, at the door before returning his eyes to the now empty spot were Jules had once been.

Jeremy looked around the room for her, but found nothing. He wanted to find her, the room felt cold and empty without her for some reason, reasons he couldn't explain.

But, he didn't have time to think about Jules, he had a visitor…

.l.

An alabaster hand slid through dark locks. A sigh was heard.

Damon was completely frustrated.

He had been so unDamon like back there. That was very new. The only time he even showed such emotion was with Elena.

Her and when Katherine had deceived him. But, those were totally different. Two totally different sides of him. Depressed and romantic. Polar opposites for two different women who coincidentally looked like identical twins.

But, now?

He had some how down the road fallen for a certain little witch. His favorite witty toy. Someone he had sworn to protect with his own life long before she was even inkling in anyone's thoughts. He made dame well on that promise!

She was alive wasn't she?

Then it was about his promise, one made long ago to a powerful Bennett who had promised the safety for the one he loved, for the future of her lineage.

But, somehow, some way, at some point they'd actually developed a love for Bonnie, even when they were enemies, he couldn't deny his infatuation with the caramel skinned beauty.

Now it was all different!

He cared about her well being, and not just because of some stupid little pact he made! No, now it was for his own personal gain!

He was devoted now, more than ever to keep her safe, to save her even if he died-happily-for saving her precious life.

Damon was in, deep! The worst part, he only just realized this, after covering it up with false replacements and hatred.

He'd admit at first he couldn't stand the little smart ass witch. She was way too…smart? She could comment on anything he'd said, such loyalty in such a small thing. He'd be lying if he didn't admire that the most about her.

Maybe that was what started this? He loved his little squabbles with the witch and actually for once feeling at peace just being around her even if it was because they fought. So he had chosen to believe.

But now?

Another sigh was heard as his hands intertwined with his usually kempt hair. He didn't care at the moment though, things-and he couldn't believe he was thinking this, but-were more important than how he looked right now, and impressing anyone.

He'd been so open about caring for Bonnie, and quick to define those feelings. Why?

He didn't understand this! It wasn't like him; he was never hung up on a girl like this, not in his vampire life anyways! He was Damon Fucking Salvatore! The badass vampire with the best looks nature could give! He was perfect!

Yeah, and pigs fly.

Anyways, he hadn't felt like this with anyone. Somewhat Elena. But, when he thought about his relationship with her, it was all in his mind. He only used her. She was nothing more than a replacement Katherine.

No matter how horrible it sounded, it was true. Something he would never say he felt sorry for feeling. He'd shrug it off and call it quits. No harm no fowl right?

And, why on earth was he thinking about his relationships at a time like this?

He just figured out that Katherine was back, that she was who he'd kissed outside of the Gilbert house. So why the hell was he getting frustrated over something as useless as whom he had feelings for and who he doesn't?

Why?

"Are you going to keep sighing like that, because if you are, I'm leaving." Bonnie said coolly. She had watched Damon walk around the west waiting room, like he was trying to burn holes into the nice cream colored carpet!

To be honest, it was kind of cute, watching him like this. She'd never seen him in this state before. He was usually the calm one, the one making the jokes, lightening the mood.

But, no. Not this time.

This time it was Bonnie's job to calm the worry stricken vampire. Worried?

Speaking of, why was he so worried?

Sure they were in the hospital waiting for news on Jeremy. But, that wasn't anything Damon of all people would be leaving his tracks in the carpet for. Though,,,

"Are you worried about Jeremy?" Bonnie asked, her curiosity getting the best of her. She usually wouldn't care if he was worried about anything other than something pertaining to vampires. Her trusty source.

Lately it seems that she had taking a very big infatuation with said vampire. She now watched him, with actual concern and not hate. She actually cared enough to ask what was wrong, and damnit want to help!

What the hell was wrong with her? Liking a vampire? It was unheard of! It was…an…abombenation! Something strictly forbidden. Something no one should ever even dream up!

Witches and vampires on the same side? Please!

But, that's what it seemed like, huh? Well, it was true. The ever lasting sin was now in motion. Something no one had seen coming.

She'd admit it, if only in her own private thoughts, she cared about this vampire. Though, she also cared for Stefan, this was a little different.

Before now Bonnie hadn't given Damon a second thought, not even a second glance unless forced to. Whether because he was stalking her over a silly necklace, or just teasing her like he loved to do.

Now, it was all different…

She wanted to know him. The one person she had hated more than anything she could ever hate was now the person she wanted to protect. If that made any sense. Sadly, Bonnie thought not.

She could only imagine what her grandmother would think about this little situation. The person who had basically killed her for a selfish, no good, whore who had played everyone for over 145 years and now the successor of said killer title was the one person she was sure she could actually love. In some way or time in her life she was sure she would.

That was what scared her most. The disapproval and love.

Damon stopped in his tracks. The floor, if you looked close enough, did have a little indent where he had paced back and forth. She could laugh about that later, now it was time to figure out this blood thirsty vampire.

He looked at her, his icy blue eyes seemed almost struck by her. She could say she felt a little confused about that, but, now wasn't the time to flinch away from such things. She stood her ground and looked at him expectantly.

Damon's hand had still been in his hair, neither noticed. They were too busy looking into each other's eyes. Struck. Though, Bonnie snapped herself back quickly, Damon on the other hand was still looking at her, like he was in so deep that he was almost looking into her soul.

"Damon." she said a little more sternly than necessary. But, she had to get him to stop looking at her like that if she really wanted to get anywhere. Getting lost in each other's eyes wasn't getting them anywhere.

He snapped back, almost instantly. Turning his head to compose himself, though it looked like he was just going back to thinking. He was very good at body language. 145 years of practice can make you very good at it.

His hand slipped from his deep black locks and fell to his side. He straightened his back, like he was going to walk into an interview or something, making himself presentable. Before turning back towards the caramel skinned beauty. His face taut and serious.

"What?" Bonnie's voice was somber. She was a little impatient. She'd asked him a long time ago and he still wasn't answering. She unconsciously took a few steps forward, closing space faster between them. That unnerved Damon more than he'd care to admit. Which he never would.

He held his poker face, even as she was face to face to him. Well, more like neck to face. She had to look up to even see his face. It didn't go unnoticed, he doe eyes looking deep into his expectantly.

He opened his mouth to speak, but looking at her was making this harder than it has to be. 'Damn it Damon get a grip! This is more serious! Don't think about those big green eyes….wait, what? What, no, get a hold of yourself! Katherine is back, you have to tell her, so she can protect herself!' he mentally scolded himself. Taking a deep breath he looked into her eyes, gathering up all the seriousness that he could.

"Katherine's back." he said bluntly.

He saw her eyes change. First there was confusion, then realization, and then lastly, fear. He was a little put off by how her eyes widened when he told her this. Seeing the fear behind them wasn't something he enjoyed, at least not now.

He use to love seeing her scared, and shaking, now, it made a feeling he knew well come flowing over him. He felt like a jolt shocked through him. He had to even repress the urge to take her in his arms and tell her everything was going to be okay, that he wouldn't let anything happen to her.

Yes, he was in protector mode now. He wanted to make sure she was safe, keep her from being afraid. The biggest twist by far! He was definitely not the same Damon Salvatore anymore.

He repressed most of these feelings but, he couldn't stop himself from grabbing her small arms.

"It's okay." he said, his voice was soft, but filled with concern. Bonnie, was dumbfounded.

Was this really…Damon? She had to blink a few times to make sure this was for real. He was actually…apprehensive about her feelings. That was not what she was expecting.

"I won't let her hurt you, okay, she won't hurt any of us…I'll take care of It." he said, confidently and determined. His eyes had widened and showed how truthful his words were.

Whoa! Was all Bonnie could think. This had to be an act, or she was dreaming. Shouldn't Elena be the one in Bonnie's shoes right now? She was the one he was suppose to be in love with, right?

Oh wait, earlier…

"I said, it's not like you even give a damn what's wrong with me. So don't fake it!" she almost yelled at him. She could see the hurt in his eyes but wrote it off once again under B.S. he was full of it and she knew that. "I won't hesitate to light your ass on fire!" she looked at him; hurt was evident in her voice even though she tried hard to conceal it.

He was taken aback by her words. How had this all happened? Just forty five minutes prior they had been at total peace with one another and now they were hostile once again. It was confusing, but Damon wouldn't let it come to that. He'd fix it!

"Not even close Bonnie." he was still staring deep into her eyes, trying to read her soul. "I care." it was almost inaudible, but, Bonnie could read lips. He was so sincere in his eyes and had she heard the words it was the same.

He hesitantly pushed dark hair behind her ear. He wasn't even aware of what he was doing. He leaned in, almost to her lips.

Bonnie couldn't hide her shock, even though he'd displayed such affection just moments earlier she still couldn't wrap her head around it. It still needed some time to sink in.

'He…cares….' was all Bonnie could think of. Their faces were so close, at any second they could share another kiss, but, before they could even think about it…

Elena ran over to where Bonnie was. She'd been looking in every waiting room but had finally found her. But, she wasn't alone she was with…Damon?

Elena had been running down the hall in search, but once she spotted them she stopped in shock. Her breathing erratic and her big brown eyes were wider than ever as she caught sight of the two, who could easily be mistaken as a couple right about now.

Damon stared up at the intruder. He'd heard foot steps seconds before she'd entered. He didn't hide his anger until he realized it was Elena.

He quickly softened his scowl and looked at Elena expectantly. She was a little too shocked to answer the unspoken question from the two that were now looking at her as if she had something that needed to be shared.

Oh, that's right she did!

"Jeremy's awake." she said, her voice held happiness. She smiled at the now wide eyed Bonnie. Bonnie felt like a weight was lifted. She couldn't describe how happy she was at this moment. She maneuvered out of Damon's grip and ran to her best friend.

She grabbed her hands and held them. "Can we see him?" she asked hopefully. Elena just nodded as she stared at the vampire that stood before her. Bonnie, seeming to completely have forgotten about him ran, with Elena's small hands still in hers, dragging her along.

Elena followed. All the while her eyes stayed on a lone vampire. He blinked a couple times before realization hit him. He followed behind to two girls, though they were already half way down the hall. He smiled at the happy face of a dark skinned witch.

The one he has now sworn to make sure lives her precious life, even if he had to give his own to do so. Nothing, would take her away from him, nothing would stop him from protecting her. Even if it was all for personal gain now, it was something he wouldn't fail at.

He kept his promises. Even the unspoken ones that he made on his own. Like letting the little witch live even if he had to die in her place.

If so, so be it. He'd die happily if it meant that she was still her and safe.

So, when had this happened?

A/N: i hope this is okay? i know i've not added anything to any of my stories, and this one seemed the most popular so i'm sorry i kept yall waiting. i hope you will actually read it. i know it's been so long, and i'm really sorry! i hope this kind of makes up for it! i know this is kind of a suckish chapter, but, we get intros to OC and other characters and a new BAMON scene. i hope you like it.

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! I'D LOVE TO KOW YOUR THOUGHTS. I ALSO WANT TO KNOW IF ANYONES EVEN READING THIS STORY ANYMORE.

sorry to those loyals who are, i love you! i'm still so sorry it took soo long for me to get this up. please, review. i always need suggestions and such. tell me what you think and all. also, i am asking anyone if they have an OC of their own that they'd like me to add in the story. i plan on alot of things for this story and OCs are always so much fun.

IF YOU WANT YOUR OC IN THE STORY, REVIEW AND TELL ME BACK GROUND AND APPEARANCE AND SUCH! WHATEVER YOU WANT, AND YOU CAN CONTROL WHO THEY COME IN CONTACT WITH, IT SHOULD BE A LOT OF FUN! PLEASE, DO SO, I'D LOVE TO HEAR WHAT YOU GUYS THINK AND HAVE IN MIND FOR MY STORY. I'M WRITING THIS ALL FOR YOU!

I LOVE YOU ALL AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS I'VE GOTTEN THUS FAR! I LOVE YOU ALL AND THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. YOU'RE MY INSPIRATION, BELIEVE ME!

with all my love,

DANNY! (yes i'm a girl. at least, that's what i'm told, and it said so in my birth certificate...-thinking-...-jumps up and runs to mommy- MOM! jk jk hehe