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**Edited 7/18/2012
Wild At Heart
The ride to the Lockwood mansion was awkward to say the least. Bonnie practically begged Jeremy to sit in the front, to avoid further conversation with Damon. Now as she looked up and saw Damon staring at her thru the rearview mirror; along with Jeremy's occasional glances she was regretting the decision. Subtle was a word neither man understood and Bonnie felt like a piece of meat.
"Finally." she mumbled out as they pulled into the beautiful estate.
Growing up she remembered her, Caroline, and Elena thinking Tyler lived in a castle and was some type of prince. The facade held until of course Tyler opened his mouth yelling they had "cooties" effectively crushing all their fantasies. She shook her head at the memories, they had all come a long way since then. A lot had changed.
"Everyone ready." Damon's voice boomed through her thoughts.
Jeremy nodded while Bonnie took initiative and started walking to their destination.
"Bonnie." Jeremy called out.
She stopped walking and turned her head slightly to let the young man know she was listening.
"Be careful." he continued with a half smile.
Damon pouched his lips as Bonnie gave the boy a smile and a nod, teens were so fickle these days. The witch looked at him disapprovingly. He put two fingers to his lips sticking his tongue inside the "v" they made taunting her.
Bonnie gave him a repulsed look and he waggled his eyebrows. Jeremy cocked an eyebrow at Bonnie's change of expression; she gave him a reassuring smile that it wasn't to him, causing a chuckle from Damon. She narrowed her eyes at him while Jeremy made his way to the back of the estate. Leaving them with their trek to the front door. After greeting the housekeeper they stood in the foyer eyeing their next move. Bonnie began to walk away when Damon grabbed her hand pulling her close.
"Remember try to get a feel for that stupid stone." he whispered.
"I know." she huffed ripping her arm from his grip.
He watched as she waltzed into the office around the corner.
"Damon Salvatore." Mason Lockwood smirked. "What brings you here?"
Damon returned the insolent smile with one of his own. "You."
Bonnie shut the office door quietly as she gazed around the room. Everything was cherry wood with a dark finish. Each thing had its own place and the big desk that sat in the middle of the back wall, was extremely detailed. She walked over to it sliding her hand down it. She couldn't help but admire the décor, she'd always been a sucker for antiques. One of her guilty pleasures was curling up on the couch watching HGTV and the DIY network. Remembering she had a job to do she quickly put on her detective hat.
"If I was a very valuable moonstone where would I be?" she mused to herself.
"Hey. Tyler what's up?" Jeremy said to the teen that was looking out into the forest in thought.
Last night his cousin had told him about the family curse. The curse that he feared would get the best of him sooner than later. To say that his temper was getting even more uncontrollable was an understatement. He could just look at something and the severe feeling of fury would just wash over him. The other day he had spouted some unkind words to his mother when she was complaining about his dirty laundry. He left the pseudo mayor in tears. Even after a million apologies he still felt bad. The sense of agitation was coming more often now, he could feel it. And he was scared, it happened at random moments. Kind of like now that he was looking at Elena's little brother.
"What do you want Gilbert. My mom raided my stash 2 days ago I have nothing for you." he complained.
Jeremy's smile faltered slightly as he put his hands up in mock defeat. "Look, bro I didn't come for any drugs, I figured we were kind of friends now." A beat. "I just wanted to see what was up with you."
Jeremy was well aware of how gay the whole statement came out, but if it'd distract Tyler than so be it. Tyler eyed Jeremy suspiciously he would not consider them being friends one 'heart to heart' didn't mean he wouldn't kick this kids ass.
"What do you really want." he asked folding his arms. He wasn't in the mood to be bothered. Especially now.
Jeremy rolled his eyes, who knew this would be so awkward. Now he was thinking maybe Caroline should have came. He noticed the way Tyler would eye her at lunch.
"Alright." Jeremy sighed in defeat. "I'm working on this drawing for student council, and I was wondering if I could persuade you to lend your services."
Tyler snorted. Was he serious? He was really starting to question what team Jeremy batted for. Speaking of he hadn't seen him hooked to Bonnie in a while.
Mason stared at Damon bewildered at the man's statement. Damon just stood in front of the wolf arms crossed, smirk still in place. Deciding to throw the dog a bone after a few moments, Damon stepped closer.
"Fuck it. I know what you are, I know what you know and I know who you're working with." he counted off to a now angry Mason.
Damon looked amused as he waited for the inevitable growl that would pass through his lips. "We can do this the easy way…or the hard way." Vamping out to prove his point..
Mason glowered at the older Salvatore and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly his lips curled into a smile. "I never was one to do things the easy way." he retorted before his eyes went amber.
Without warning he pounced on the shocked vampire shoving him forcibly to the floor. Damon recovered quickly, but he hadn't expected the wolf to be this strong. It was almost as if someone had magnified his strength. Hurling him against the wall he used his vampire speed to clash against him. Tightening his pale hand around his meaty neck.
"I tried to give you an option." Damon gritted out between clenched teeth. "But I guess I should've brought the Scooby snacks."
Mason struggled to get from under his grip beyond tired of Damon's lame jabs. Taking a moment to really think about the situation he smiled. "Tyler!" he called out to a surprised Damon.
Tyler stopped mid-sentence and tilted his head to the side. "Did you hear that?" he asked Jeremy.
"Um, no anyway what were you saying." Jeremy voiced nervously trying to get him to continue.
Tyler held up a hand to hush the teen. Jeremy felt the change in atmosphere and immediately knew he had to distract him. Tyler made a move to go into the mansion, but Jeremy caught his arm.
"Hey, maybe it was coming from the woods?" he supplied.
Tyler shook his head freeing his arm from Jeremy's grip. "No. It was from the mansion."
Jeremy grabbed Tyler's arm for the second time. When Tyler snapped his head back and Jeremy saw those eerie amber eyes, he immediately wish he hadn't.
"Let. Go." Tyler snarled out.
This was one of the times Jeremy hated his super hero complex. "I can't do that."
Tyler felt the familiar pang of rage hit him. Before he could stop himself pushed Jeremy so hard, that the boy fell hard into the Lockwood stone. A family rock that had all carved their names in. He saw the blood gushing from the boys head and panicked.
"No. no, no." He repeated running his hands through his short brown hair. "Please don't be dead, please don't be dead."
Before he could check his friends pulse he heard the poignant voice of his uncle. Making a split second decision he ran towards the house hoping someone could help him and help Jeremy.
After rummaging through about 3 rooms, Bonnie was having no luck with finding that dreaded stone. Either they had it tucked away real good, or an exceptional witch was hindering her from sensing it. Just as she headed back towards the office she felt a jolt of energy. It was so strong that it cut off her airway. She looked to her left and began walking, the feeling of suffocation getting stronger. It was here and it was close.
"Bonnie!" Damon's voice rung out stopping her in her tracks.
She stopped halfway deciding which was more important the moonstone or Damon. Settling on the moonstone, she began walking again until she heard him calling out to her again.
Groaning she turned around running to his voice as he called out to her three more times. Each one sounding more distressed than the first. When she made her way back to the foyer her mouth dropped. There she seen Mason and Tyler hovering over an impaled Damon.
"Stay out of this Bonnie." Tyler growled in warning.
She looked from her friend back to Damon and then Mason. Damon rolled his eyes and groaned as the pain from the wood was making it harder to stay awake. This wasn't the time for Bonnie to be a Benedict Arnold. All personal issues aside she was supposed to be on his side. Just as he was giving up on being saved Mason raised another leg from the broken chair aiming for his heart.
Closing his eyes Damon heard a deep groan coming from the room. Realizing it wasn't coming from his mouth he opened his eyes to see Mason Lockwood had dropped to his knees. Tyler advanced on Bonnie, but stopped short as her other hand shot in his direction causing him to growl.
Damon looked as the little witch glowed, her electric greens bouncing back between an illuminating violet. Hearing the gurgling of Mason shook him out of his stupor. Mason had began coughing up blood as Tyler was laid out down for the count. Assuming that the witch would stop he pulled out the piece of wood. Dusting himself off he redirected his attention back to Bonnie only to see that she wasn't slowing down. One eye completely amethyst.
"Bonnie?" he called worriedly. "Bonnie!" he repeated. Flashing over shaking the witch out of whatever trance she was in.
Bonnie gasped her eyes dissolving back to the normal hue. "What happened?" she breathed weakly, before collapsing in Damon's arms.
Damon carried her bridal style into the yard calling out Jeremy's name. When he found the teen he sighed exasperatedly. His nose flaring at the smell of blood. Shifting to cradle Bonnie in one arm he bent down to check the kids' pulse.
"Dead." he snorted bemused glancing at the ring on his finger. Good he wouldn't have to harbor the guilt of losing Elena, because he failed to protect Indiana Jones.
His eyes shifted back to the mansion where the two Lockwood's lay unconscious. Logic rallied in his mind, Tyler must have lost it in on Jeremy, therefore provoking the curse. Which ultimately meant that he'd have to take both wolves back to the boarding house. Essentially killing them, Damon was never good with pets. Especially those who could kill him.
Pulling his cell phone out he dialed his brother's number. Stefan answered after the 1st ring.
"We got a problem." he drawled. "Get here."
Bonnie walked slowly down the dark corridor feeling the cold tile on her bare feet. Observing her surroundings she let out an annoyed sigh. This was a familiar place she'd been here everyday for the past 3 weeks. Everyday since her grams died, every time she closed her eyes.
Turning down the same path she usually goes when she relives this dream, she heard the distant voices.
"Are you sure about this?" A voice interjected that she couldn't quite make out.
She looked into the distance eyeing the two women. Clear enough that she can tell they are women, but fuzzy enough where she can't make out their faces.
"Not yet." A voice bellowed from behind her. Bonnie turned around to see the well-known emerald eyes reminiscent of her own.
"When?" Bonnie questioned whirling around to look back at the distant scene in front of her.
"That my child is up to you." Emily's voice replied.
"As I'll ever be." a voice from the scene said to the other woman. It sounded almost muffled and Bonnie had a slight inkling who it was.
"There'll be consequences." the first voice told the other woman.
Then the picture Bonnie was watching started to degenerate right before her eyes. Like the many times before, always at the same part.
"What am I suppose to see?" she asked her ancestor.
"The truth." Emily stated before fading away.
"Emily!" Bonnie called out. "Emily wait!" she screamed.
"Bonnie!" she heard a voice call out sternly. "Bonnie!" he reiterated shaking her.
Bonnie slowly opened hers eyes taking in the unrecognizable room. She jumped up quickly bumping smack dab into another head.
"Ouch!" they groaned in unison.
"Stefan?" she said faintly rubbing the small bump on her forehead.
"Bonnie." he returned shaking his head side to side. "You have a hard head." he laughed.
She smiled apologetically. "Some would say both figuratively and literally."
Stefan laughed again nodding his head. "That must have been some dream."
"Yea." she dejected. "Very interesting."
"You were moaning." Stefan offered playing with his hands.
Bonnie saw him avert his eyes and felt her cheeks heat up. "I can assure you it wasn't that kind of dream."
Stefan shrugged nonchalantly before capturing her eyes again. "Are you okay?"
She thought for a second. Other than the prolonged jet-lag she still felt, she would suppose she was alright, physically that is. Emotionally was a whole other topic, but something she didn't feel comfortable sharing with Stefan.
"Yea, just a little tired. Where's." a beat "Everybody."
"Well." Stefan started getting comfortable. "Damon is guzzling blood in the den with Alaric waiting for Mason to wake up, Elena is in another guestroom with Jeremy waiting for him to wake up, Caroline's in the cellar waiting on Tyler to wake up, and I was here. Watching you...waiting for you to wake up." he smiled.
"Thanks." she said softly, slyly running her hands down her leg. Feeling the material of her black skinny jeans she exhaled. Still dressed.
Stefan looked at her amused and she blushed. "Sorry." she said of her lack of faith in him, not him per se but another vampire.
Stefan raised his hands. "No offence taken. Damon did bring you up here, so your reaction is just."
Remembering how bad off the vampire was, the question slipped out involuntarily. "How is he?"
Stefan smiled softly. "By the time we all got to the Lockwood's and back here his wound had healed some. Oddly enough he refused to drink any blood until he got you situated. Said you saved him and he owed you."
Bonnie looked away from Stefan and bit her lip. "What happened?"
"I really don't know Damon said after you took Tyler and Mason down, you just collapsed. And apparently Tyler killed Jeremy and activated the curse."
"How long was I out for?" she continued. Oblivious to his last statement.
Stefan looked up to the ceiling than back at her. "About 3 hrs."
Bonnie looked horrified. "Give or take?" he added in.
"I don't know what happened." she whispered mostly to herself. It was like she had completely blacked out. Like another her was in control while she just sat back and watched. The thing was that she had a glimpse of this feeling before. During the tomb spell only now it was getting stronger.
"You just overexerted yourself." Stefan smiled. "You're still new at this whole witch thing. Just have to learn your limits."
Bonnie nodded still in thought.
"I'm gonna let everyone know you're awake are you gonna be okay?" He asked heading to the door.
No. "Yes."
Stefan left and Bonnie climbed out of the oversized bed. Jeremy was hurt, well had died again she had to go check on him. She didn't bring him back just to have him die anyway, thank God for that ring. Making her way down the creepy dark hallway she stopped when she heard giggling. Going into a room on the right she saw Elena sitting on the bed with a tired looking Jeremy.
"Bonnie." Elena said standing up to hug her friend. "I was just coming to your room."
"Hey." she said sheepishly looking at a beaming Jeremy. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have let Jer come." she apologized to Elena.
"No its okay. It wasn't your fault who would've known Ty would turn all incredible hulk." she tried to joke, but Bonnie knew her friend and knew that she was only putting up a front. Probably to appease Jeremy.
"Can I talk to Bonnie alone for a minute?" Jeremy spoke up to his sister.
Bonnie gave Elena a pleading look to stay, but the tall brunette only smiled. Mouthing a good luck as she exited the room. Bonnie stood awkwardly by the bed looking everywhere, but at Jeremy.
Jeremy smirked. "You can sit Bon I won't bite. I'm not a vampire remember tried and failed." he laughed.
Bonnie gave him a tight smile and sat at the very edge of the bed.
"I know we haven't had a lot of time to talk since." he trailed off as Bonnie nodded knowing what he was going to say. "But I miss you and after what happened today I want to give us another try."
Bonnie sighed and grabbed Jeremy's warm hand. If she said she didn't still have feelings for Jeremy she'd be lying. She would probably always love him, but what they had was puppy love. An idealistic love they neither of them could ever live up to.
"Jer…" she began
"I know a lot has happened, but can't we at least be friends. That's where we were before. Let's build on that, take things slow. I'm willing to wait for you Bonnie." he stared at her intently.
He was so eager, so earnest. Bonnie stared into those dark eyes she had gotten lost in so many times.
"Okay." she whispered kissing his hand. He smiled. "You get some rest."
Bonnie got up and headed for the door, she gave Jeremy one more glance and saw he was asleep already. Giving a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes she tip-toed down the hall and to the stairs.
"Going somewhere witchy." A voice spoke from behind her.
"Damon." she breathed putting her hand to her rapidly beating heart.
The eternal stud tilted his head to the side and smirked at the girl in front of him. "In the flesh. Did I scare you?"
"No." she deadpanned.
He pouted. "Gots to do better. Where are you going?"
"To see Tyler." she specified pointing to the stairs.
"Yeah...no" he stated pulling her back down the hall.
"Let go of me, he's still my friend."
"Your friend is a dog who's going to be put down very soon." he scowled.
At that Bonnie snatched her arm away causing the vamp to face her. "What is that supposed to mean."
"It means I can't have things that can kill me running around town. He has to go." he said as though it was common sense.
Bonnie narrowed her eyes putting her hands on her hips. "I can kill you."
Damon's eyes went wild. "You know why I can't kill you."
"Yea, because then you'll have another reason to add on your long list of why your love for Elena will always be unrequited." she gritted out.
She saw Damon's eyes go cold all signs of amusement gone. He let out a small growl as he advanced on the neurotic witch. Bonnie took several slow steps backward before landing against a wall. Damon slammed one hand to either side of the witch's body.
"This isn't about how I feel about Elena. This is about how I can't protect her if I have to constantly watch my back for ferocious wolves. What if I accidentally get bitten? You say you care about her prove it. Because the little stunt you pulled a few weeks ago has me iffy about where your loyalties lie." he hissed.
Bonnie saw red. "Don't you ever question my loyalty to Elena, or throw my errors in my face. I put my life on the line for that girl everyday." she said angrily jabbing a finger to his chest. "Make no mistake Damon, just because I let you taste the rainbow doesn't mean I'll hesitate in lighting your ass on fire. I meant what I said; if a drop of innocent blood is shed because of you, you will pay."
Damon felt the scorch on his flawless pale skin melt under Bonnie's touch. Her finger had steady gotten hotter with each word she uttered, but he refused to back down. They stood glaring until Bonnie lowered her smoking pointer. She smiled at the small red imprint her fingertip left on the little patch of skin visible from his v-neck. They were even now; she had a faint bite mark above her breast, and he would have the reminder of her mark for the rest of the night. She would make sure of that.
"Leave Tyler to me." she ordered. Ducking under his arm making her way back to the stairs.
"Bonnie…" he griped.
"You owe me." she reminded.
Damon scowled as he watched the witch walk down the stairs. God did he hate her.
So, Tyler's a wolf now poor baby. I can't wait to start writing Forwood though, I was going to make him interested in Bonnie too, but Forwood was calling me lol. Thanks for reading =).
