A/N: Hey! So sorry again for the long wait. I'm thinking this story will only have one or two more chapters after this, to ensure that you wonderful readers (if there are any left with my long delay between chapters) will get a proper ending, like you deserve. So hopefully there's at least a couple of people still interested in this story. I know this is short, but I felt I stopped at a good part in the story. Again, hope you enjoy! And sorry for the delay. Comments would be loved very much. :)
"Bonnie!" Bonnie turned to see Elena running towards her, Stefan following at a leisurely pace. "Bonnie, hey. I called you Friday night, why didn't you answer?' Elena asked, out of breath.
"Oh…" Bonnie said thoughtfully, straining to remember. That dream she had had about Katherine had been on her mind, distracting her for the rest of the weekend and for the whole day at school Monday. Now that it was over, she was heading to meet Damon to find a spell to track Katherine. Both of them wanted to know for sure whether or not she was a threat.
"Bonnie?" Elena asked, looking at her friend curiously.
"Huh?" Bonnie said, snapping out of her thought trance.
"Where were you Friday night? I tried calling but you didn't answer."
"Oh. I was just… just at home," Bonnie replied, feeling flustered. "Sorry," she said, shaking her head. "I forgot to turn it back on when I got home from school."
Elena looked at her friend with a questioning expression on her face. She looked as if she were about to say something. Just then, Stefan finally caught up to them. "Hey Bonnie," he smiled. Noticing her expression, the smile left his face. "Everything okay?'
"Yeah, yeah," she quickly lied. "Just tired."
Stefan looked at her as if he didn't believe her. But before he could ask any further questions, Elena cut in. "Hey, so, Bonnie. Caroline gets released from the hospital tomorrow, I was thinking maybe the three of us could have a sleepover at my house Friday. Sound good?"
"Yeah, absolutely," Bonnie smiled.
"Great, see you then!" Elena also smiled, then turned and walked toward the parking lot. Stefan stood behind for a moment, eying Bonnie curiously. She gave him a weak smile and a little shrug.
"Bonnie… if there's anything I need to know-"
"There's nothing, Stefan," she said, all too quickly. Realizing she has replied too quickly, she tried to cover it up. "I mean, you know, just trouble sleeping and stuff. Big test coming up. I'm fine, really."
He didn't reply. Instead, he studied her for a moment longer before turning and following Elena. As soon as they had driven away, a car pulled up to the sidewalk in front of Bonnie. It was a nice, classic blue Camaro. She moved her eyes from the tires up to the face of the driver.
"Why hello there, my feisty little witch," Damon smirked from behind black sunglasses.
"Damon. What a surprise to see you here," she smiled.
"Well I thought we should get an earlier start with the Katherine tracking, so I came to pick you up from school. Didn't want us to be caught driving in the dark tonight. Come on, hop in," he said, patting the seat next to him. Bonnie looked around, then sighed, opening the door and sitting down. Damon set her bag in the backseat. He smiled a crooked, mischievous smile at her.
"What?" she asked, slightly disturbed.
"So honey, how was school?" he asked smugly.
She sighed again. "Just drive, Damon."
"What, no hello kiss even?" he teased.
"Sorry, I just ate garlic bread."
"Well what a coincidence, I just ate spaghetti," he said, leaning forward. She pushed his face away.
"Just drive, Damon."
"Yes, Miss Daisy." He put the car into drive and they took off.
Bonnie noticed him glancing at her. "What?" she snapped.
"Just wondering… was that dream about Katherine some kind of witchy warning, or was it just a fear being projected into your subconscious?"
Her tone softened, the memories of the dream coming back. "I don't know, Damon. I really wish I did, but I just don't."
To her surprise, he reached over and took her hand. "Bonnie," he said. Their eyes met. "Bonnie, I promise you, I will not let anything happen to you."
"It's not just me I'm worried about," she replied. "Don't you remember what I said, Damon? She's coming after you first."
"Nah, don't worry about me. I'll be fine," he said nonchalantly.
"She's older, and she's much more powerful. What makes you so sure you can fight her off?"
He looked at her again, squeezing her hand. "I know I can. I have my motivation."
Bonnie felt a blush creep across her cheeks, and quickly turned her head the other way. They rode in silence for what felt like an hour before Damon pulled the car into a small picnic area in the woods. They were the only ones there.
"Is this place okay for the spell?" he asked.
"Yes, it should be fine." She reached back into her bag and pulled out her spell book. "Okay, so I found a spell that can track her. But I need blood of a relati-" She stopped mid-sentence when she realized that Damon was holding up a small vile of blood. "Damon… how did you get the blood of a relative?"
"Elena," he said casually.
Bonnie grew angry. "Damon, how dare you-"
"Don't worry, Bonnie. I took it from the hospital. Elena is fine." Before she could protest any further, he got out of the car and began to set up the picnic table with the map and two candles. Bonnie shook her head and began to read the spell, practicing the words to be sure that she could say them accurately.
"You know, maybe we should just do a summoning spell," Damon said from over her shoulder, startling her.
She turned to face him. "Are you crazy? If she's not already here, then why would we want to bring her here?"
"To kill her," he said with a fire in his eyes.
"No, Damon. Nobody get killed unless it's absolutely necessary."
He sighed, then walked back toward the table. "Okay then, let's get this over with." Bonnie got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind her, following him up to the table.
"Put the blood on the map," she instructed. Damon poured the vile of blood onto the map and she began reciting the spell.
The blood, poured onto New York, began slowly moving downward. They both watched anxiously as it drew closer and closer to Mystic Falls. Bonnie began to sweat, her heart beating louder and louder. Damon furrowed his eyebrows. "She's close."
The blood moved further down the map still. Finally, much to their relief, it stopped. But then Bonnie realized something. "Damon, it looks like…"
"Like it stopped right here?" a mischievous voice asked from behind them.