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Chapter 4

"Fuck!"

Damon Salvatore was no stranger to cursing. Bonnie could hear him shouting and kicking the furniture of his boardinghouse right from his kitchen.

She was preparing three glasses of water, but none for Damon, he needed something strong tonight.

"Damon calm down!" Elena said. As Bonnie made her way to the living room with the tray of refreshments, she saw Elena holding Damon's face still. Their eyes were fixated on one another and their breathing began to slow down. That's all she had to do: touch him and look into his eyes and he'll come back to his senses.

Bonnie handed Alaric a glass. He had been leaning on his elbow; his index finger pressed against his right temple with his middle finger against his mouth, he was lost in thought. Bonnie's presence brought him to reality.

"Thanks," he sighed.

"No problem," Bonnie smiled and drew her own glass to her lips. The water was refreshing. The whole incident had her throat dry.

Damon sighed before speaking again. "But I had him Elena. I was so close. I thought…I thought I had a breakthrough with Stefan. But there he was…protecting his master…" he bowed his head and Elena let go.

"Damon, we'll figure something out. Let's just call it a night," Elena said.

"Elena's right, we should just sleep this off and try to come up with another plan," Bonnie agreed, but this only made him angrier.

"What other plan? Huh? Do you have a better one? Because last I heard, the most powerful vampire that could kill this bastard is dead!" Silence resonated in the room. Then Bonnie chuckled to herself. Klaus was a bastard, literally.

"Damon the girls are right. There's no need in beating ourselves up. Klaus is still walking. And so are we. I'm heading home. We'll find another solution," Alaric was stern in his words. He then headed for the door.

"Elena?"

"I'm staying," she blinked back the tears.

"Bonnie, need a ride?"

"Nope. I'll drive myself home. Thanks," and with that he gave them a halfhearted smile before leaving.

"I'll see you guys soon," Bonnie said as she too headed out the door.


It had been two days since the master plan failed. Klaus was still walking, his location unknown. They'd have to watch their backs now, Bonnie thought. Klaus was probably more vengeful after they pulled that stunt, but for now, Bonnie felt safe in the warmth of her home. Her father was out working and her fall break had begun. She had spent Thanksgiving with relatives and was now glad she could delve into solidarity.

She had her book ready to cozy up in bed with, now all she needed was a snack. She went down to the first floor for the cup of noodle soup she had prepared. She let the steamed aroma of oregano and spices fill her lungs. She couldn't wait to sip a cup full of noodles, but found the moment would have to wait for another time. Once she had reached her room the startling she received was so great that the noodles that she greatly desired preferred the floor instead.

Standing before her was Stefan. He looked apologetic for causing a scare.

What…what the hell is he…

She tried to process everything, but she couldn't think straight. His presence and the puddle of soup on her wooden floor had her wires crossing.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you," he rushed to help her scoop the tangled strings of dough.

"What are you doing here Stefan," she had stopped scooping to grill him.

"Don't tell me you're with Klaus, because if you are I'm not afraid of causing you a major anue-"

"No, Bonnie, it's ok! ... I'm alone. Klaus doesn't know where I am. I'm not bound to him anymore."

It took her a few seconds to take in what he said then she sighed.

"Then why are you here?" she finally raised herself from the ground. "Stefan? ...ugh leave it, I'll mop it up," she sighed realizing he was still trying to pick up the soup with his hands.

"Ok. Well, I know you aren't happy with me, but just hear me out. That day, Damon was going to die if he killed Klaus. He was going to take him with him. I had to stop it," he explained. Bonnie, who had her arms crossed, raised an eyebrow. Perhaps Damon did have a breakthrough after all.

"Why didn't you go see him? He's devastated."

"Well I figured he wouldn't want to see me after that. I need to find the right moment to come back…the right way," he lowered his gaze and was now looking at her feet.

"Hello kitty? Really"

What? Bonnie looked onto her feet more confused than before and rolled her eyes.

"What's wrong with them?" she said wiggling her toes within the slippers.

Stefan just shook his head and returned his gaze to her eyes.

"Ok forget my furry slippers. Why did you come to my house?"

"Because I have a plan and I need you."

Bonnie's eyebrow rose. What exactly did he have in mind?

He walked towards her bed taking a seat on the edge. Bonnie turned to him waiting for an explanation.

"Plan?" she uttered.

"Yep. Klaus has no idea what he's got coming to him. I actually think I made him shit his pants yesterday."

Bonnie's expression changed to intrigue.

"Really? How? Klaus is always a 'step ahead'" she air quoted.

"Yep, but the thing is I'm a leap ahead of him. Take a guess at what I've got sitting in the back of my truck?"

Bonnie looked at him in disbelief. She then went for the window. Outside, a mover's truck was parked right in front of her house.

"Stefan?"

"Bonnie?"

"What do you have in there? And why did you bring it here?"

"Ugh, he doesn't know where I am trust me. As for what's in the truck…oh nothing…just three of Klaus's relatives…"

"WHAT?" she shouted. She couldn't believe he, one, had Klaus by the balls and two, parked the damn thing with his relatives in front of HER HOUSE!

"Calm down," he said heading towards the window. "I told you he has no clue of my whereabouts."

"But you have his relatives in your TRUCK!" she shouted pointing towards the vehicle as to make the problem visible to him.

"He might have some tracking instinct. Some sort of connection to his relatives," she calculated.

"Trust me. We don't have that. Look, Damon was gone for years and I had no idea where and how to find him," he explained but Bonnie still felt it was a horrible idea.

"Look I'll move the truck ok? But I need your help."

"With what?" she said tossing herself onto her bed.

"I need you to try to contact Emily,"

Bonnie hadn't communicated with Emily since the whole saving Jeremy incident. She would never speak to her again after that.

"But Stefan-" she began before he interrupted. "Bonnie, I know, but you're gonna have to find a way. I think they know a way to kill Klaus, especially Klaus's own mother. She did, after all, breed him."

"Yea I know she's an original witch. But I don't know how to communicate with her again."

Stefan rolled his eyes and grabbed her hands. Looking into her eyes, his green eyes glistening beneath his hooded brows, Bonnie could have sworn she felt her stomach flutter and maybe even somewhere lower…

"You can do this. I need you to. It's the only way." Their eyes lingered on each other; Bonnie hoped that his belief in heard would actually help.

"I'll come by tomorrow," he said heading for the window.

"Ok… But Stefan-"

"Bonnie-"

"Why don't you use the front door?"

He took a moment to realize what she had meant to say and then chuckled.

"Right, I can use the door now." They both smiled as they headed out the bedroom door.