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The Next morning, Bonnie was in her bedroom getting dressed. She put on her overalls and wrapped her mom's old bandanna around her head, whilst staring at herself in the mirror.
Yesterday was the first birthday she had spent without Caroline or Elena and it made her miss them a whole lot more. She sat down on the bed and took a deep breath as she thought back to yesterday with Damon. She expected too much from him once again when he wanted to spend the day with her, but she should've known that as long as he was around it would always be filled with disappointments.
Bonnie and Damon had never established themselves as friends. To her he was simply Elena's boyfriend and a ruthless and out of control 173 year old vampire and to him, well he could really care less. But ever since they had arrived here they've had to rely on each other at all times, but Damon still failed to see Bonnie as her own person without instantly putting her with Elena in the same sentence, and it hurt her to know that he didn't care for at all. Here she was, trying her hardest to get her magic back each and everyday for someone who only wanted to spend her birthday with her because it was what Elena would've wanted.
Her existence had never felt so limitless and unimportant.
Minutes later, Bonnie quickly snapped out of her thoughts. She slipped on her shoes and picked up her Grams Grimoire from the night stand, before going to head out the bedroom.
As she opened the door, she glanced down to see a small box placed on the floor. She scrunched up her face in confusion and looked around before bending down to open it. Her eyes widened slightly in shock as she slowly pulled out a necklace from inside it. It looked like the blue diamond replica necklace that Rose had wore in her favourite movie Titanic. She gazed down at the necklace for a brief while, with a small smile etching at the corner of her lips.
As she heard music coming downstairs from the kitchen, Bonnie quickly stood back up. She held onto the necklace and her Grams Grimoire before going to head down the stairs. She strolled inside the kitchen where she saw Damon flipping pancakes as he held onto her teddy bear Ms Cuddles. As he looked up noticing her, he cleared his throat before going to turn of the radio and a swarm of awkward silence rapidly filled the air afterwards.
"Good morning..." Damon spoke, placing Ms Cuddles down on the counter, before going to fold his arms together.
Bonnie leaned on the kitchen door frame and peered down at the necklace before speaking up. "Where did you get this? and how did you know I've always wanted a necklace like this?" she asked, holding the necklace up.
"Well, after our... squabble... I realised that I didn't actually get you a birthday gift so I drove outta town and saw that in some super fancy jewellery store" he explained, walking over to her. He took the necklace of her before turning her body around to wear it around her neck. "I remember Elena telling Stefan who told me that Titanic is your favourite movie, so you're very welcome" he placed his hand on her shoulders and turned her back around to face him before pushing some strands of her away from her face.
Bonnie gazed down at the necklace on her neck, before looking back up at him. "Wow... I didn't know you cared enough to want to know what my favourite anything is, let alone remember. You sure you didn't only bother driving out of town to get it because it was what Elena would've wanted you to do?" she uttered bluntly, furrowing her eyebrows at him.
"Look Bonnie..." Damon exhaled deeply, placing his hand on his hip. "Sometimes... sometimes I do and say things that I maybe shouldn't".
"Really?" Bonnie scoffed, crossing her arms above her chest. "If you think that weak ass apology is gonna get get me to forgive you then you're surely mistaken. But since we're stuck here together and I can't really ignore or avoid you, lets just forget what happened yesterday and move on" she pressed her lips together, before walking past him to sit behind the dining table.
Damon looked back at her as she ate the plate of pancakes he had placed on her side of the table earlier on, before heading back to the counter to finish frying the rest of the mix. For the next 10-15 minutes they remained in comfortable silence, with some small chit chat then on now. Being stuck with each other 24/7 with nobody but them around meant that they had to get used to each other and both the positive and negatives of one another pretty quickly and they were doing just that each and every day.
"You gotten your magic back yet, Bon-Bon? time's ticking" Damon spoke up, picking up Ms Cuddles and his plate of pancakes before going to sit across from her.
"You know considering that I'm the only one who can get the both of us outta here then you might wanna consider being a little more nice to me" Bonnie stuffed a pancake in her mouth as she cocked her head to the side.
Damon rolled his eyes away, whilst leaning closer towards her. "You see the way she treats me?" he hissed, staring down at Ms Cuddles as Bonnie tried to hold in her laugh, not wanting to give him the pleasure of laughing at his jokes as she was still very much annoyed with him.
"I did notice something last night when I was looking through my Grams Grimoire" she said, picking up the book of spells from beside her.
"And what's that?" asked Damon.
"Well in the last few pages she wrote that she had lost her magic in 1983 after performing a very difficult spell and she got it back on this same day; May 10th, 1994, just eleven years later. She said that she was on a vacation in New Orleans when she realised she had gotten it back" Bonnie explained, reading through the book. "You know the last thing my Grams said to me was to stay strong, and I stared to think... what if we were actually meant to die but she used the rest of her magic and sacrificed herself so she could send us here to be safe in the meantime? I mean it makes sort of sense since we're stuck on the same day and year she got her magic back, this day obviously meant a lot to her".
"Huh... that could be an interesting theory, what are the odds of us being stuck here for eleven years till you get your magic back?" said Damon, picking up a glass filled with blood and taking a sip of it.
Bonnie rolled her eyes away from him before flicking over to the last page of the book. "Look, on the last page she was trying to write some sort of complicated spell but she never managed to finish it. I've never seen this kind of language before... but what if this unfinished spell is our way of getting out of here?".
"If its unfinished then how are you going to know the right thing to say?" Damon questioned, placing his glass back down on the table.
"I don't know... my Grams only thought me a hound of spells from the 21st century but this looks like it was from like 100 years ago. I'm not sure unless..." she paused for a brief moment. "My great great Grandma Mary Bennett was born in 1888 and she died in 1990 at 102. She was an old Bennett witch so maybe if we could get her Grimoire then it could help me understand the spell my Grams was trying to finish here" she stated.
"I'm guessing your great great Grandma didn't reside in mystic falls?" Damon questioned.
"No. She lived in Houston Texas... I guess this means we're going on a road trip" Bonnie quickly finished up her pancakes, before picking up her plate and going to wash it in the sink.
Damon stretched his hand across the table to pick up the Grimoire and look through it. He had always found witch business annoying complicated, but he didn't have a choice this time to run away from it as it was the only way to get out of the alternate prison world. "Where did you say your Grams was when she got her magic back on this day?" he questioned, continuing to flick through the big book of spells.
"New Orleans" she answered, quickly drying the plate and placing it back on the top shelf.
"The home of the devil Klaus Michelson" Damon groaned under his breath before getting up from his seat and heading over to her. "Well even if we find your great great grandma's Grimoire, you still won't have any magic so how about a double trip?" he said, smirking down at her. "We go to Texas then we go to New Orleans. Since you said your Grams got her magic back there then maybe you will too".
"Yes but, my Grams didn't say how she got her magic book, she only wrote that she was in New Orleans when it happened" Bonnie sighed, turning to face the window.
"You and your Grams were pretty close, I'm sure you can figure it out when we get there" said Damon, sending her a sly wink, before walking over a cabinet to grab a bottle of bourbon.
Bonnie gaped back at him, till she saw something move from the corner of her eyes out the window. In a swift moment, she quickly shot her head to the side to look out the window, but as she continued to look around all she saw was nothing. Was it just in her head.
"What's the matter?" Damon questioned, downing his bottle of bourbon.
"I just... I thought I saw something outside" she muttered, squinting her eyes and gaping back out the window.
"We're the only two people here Bon, there's nobody or nothing around, so lets go... we have to get a couple things before we leave" he said, before turning around to head out the kitchen. Bonnie looked back out the window before letting out a deep breath and going to follow after him. Maybe she was just going crazy after all.
An hour later, Damon and Bonnie were at the supermarket across town getting some snacks for the trip.
"You wanna know the first thing I'm gonna do when we get back home?" Damon smiled, slowly pushing the trolley basket as Bonnie strolled in-front of him, placing some stuff inside.
"What's that?" she asked, turning around to throw some fruits in the basket.
"Leave it to you to bring all the healthy stuff Bon" Damon hissed, causing her to playfully roll her eyes at him. "And the first thing I'm gonna do is pull Elena into my arms, kiss her and tell her how much I love her. I'll also tell her how I'm sorry that I killed Bonnie, but she was just so annoying I couldn't take it, now can you hurry and pick up whatever else you need so we can get going".
Bonnie turned back around to face him before speaking up. "If you kill me then you won't make it back to Elena unfortunately" she smirked at him, before picking up two sunglasses from the side and handing one over to him. "And I've gotten to know you pretty well ever since we've been stuck here together for almost three weeks and I know how much you like to eat. Now unless you wanna get back to Elena early, shut up and let me get everything so we don't have to make constant stops on the way" she hissed, silencing him.
As they reached the back of the store, Damon quickly threw several alcohol bottles into the basket. He noticed water spilled on the floor, before looking back at Bonnie to see her walking towards it whilst looking elsewhere, and before she could walk further, he rapidly used his vamp speed to whisk her away.
"You should probably look where you're going, if I wasn't here then you would've slipped" he slowly ran his hand down her cheek, before turning to look back at the floor.
"Thanks" Bonnie murmured breathing out. "That's weird, that wet floor wasn't there yesterday when I came here to get a few things?" she said scrunching up her face bewilderingly.
"Well it is a supermarket, there's wet floors around all the time" Damon spoke in a nonchalant tone, before going to push the trolley away.
Bonnie peered down at the wet floor before shaking her head and taking a deep breath. "Well I think we've got all the food... and alcohol we need, so lets get going" she uttered, staring down at how much alcohol Damon had put inside the basket. "Are you trying to get drunk before we even get there?" she questioned as they slowly headed out the store.
"Don't judge me, Bon" he uttered, glancing down at her, as they walked towards the car for what was to be a very long trip ahead.