Bonnie looked at Stefan as they drove to the boarding house. The atmosphere was tense and silent.
"I'm not sure what Damon's going to do when we get there, but we have to be prepared for anything." Stefan looked at Bonnie, whose hands were clenched around the steering wheel.
Stefan sighed deeply.
"Bonnie, I will do all that I can to make sure that we get both you and Caroline away from Damon unscathed." He looked at her and waited until she stiffly nodded.
"I'm not sure what Damon has done to Caroline, but uh, it's probably safe to assume that he's fed on her." Stefan paused to make sure Bonnie understood what he was saying.
Bonnie nodded her head, although she wasn't completely focused on what Stefan was saying because she was too busy imagining scenarios for when they arrived at the boarding house. In the middle of one where Damon opened the door and ripped her throat out, they pulled up to the boarding house. Bonnie pulled her bag out of the back seat and walked up to the door, Stefan by her side.
Bonnie knocked on the door and swallowed as she waited for it to open.
The door swung open and Damon stood there, with his arm draped on Caroline's waist. Caroline's head lolled on Damon's shoulder with a dreamy expression.
"Caroline! Are you okay?" Bonnie asked anxiously.
"Oh don't worry Bonnie. She's fine, just a little loopy. It's a side effect of being compelled." Damon said nonchalantly. "And she might be a little woozy from blood loss, but eh." He smiled.
"What have you done to her?" Bonnie asked worriedly as she looked at Caroline who looked as if she were drugged.
Damon ignored her and looked at Stefan. "Stefan! The prodigal son has returned to Mystic Falls. For what, pray tell?" Damon wiggled his eyebrows a bit and smirked.
"Just let the girls go and we can hash it out, just like old times." Stefan tried to reason with his brother.
Damon smiled. "Come on, Stef. You know me better than that. Do you think that I went to all this trouble to just let them go when you bat your eyelashes and say pretty please?" Damon's eyes widened and narrowed in quick succession, sending a shiver down Bonnie's back as she watched the interaction.
"They've done nothing to you. We both know it's me you want, so just let. Them. Go." Stefan ended the statement with a growl.
Damon's top lip quivered in annoyance at the threat in Stefan's voice and bit into Caroline's throat, the blood spraying the door and the entryway. He threw Caroline towards Stefan and he snatched Bonnie over the threshold, crushing her in his arms.
Stefan caught Caroline and his face vamped out as he looked at the blood on her neck. He took deep breaths to force the urge to drain the girl in his arms back. He tried to run into the house and was rebuffed by an invisible force. Stefan placed his hand on the invisible wall that prevented him from stepping into the boarding house and screamed at Damon. "What have you done? Why can't I get in?"
"Aw, don't worry Stefan. I'll keep Bonnie safe. You just take care of Blondie there and make sure your ripper urges don't get the best of ya'." Damon shut the door on Stefan's incredulous facial expression.
Stefan stared at the closed door in anger. He looked at the girl he held in his arms. Her heartbeat was faint, but steady. Frustrated, he bit into his wrist and pressed his wrist to her mouth. As she drank his blood, he heard her heartbeat strengthen. Once he felt that she drank enough he pulled his wrist away. He picked her up bridal style and turned away from the boarding house.
Caroline looked so fragile in his arms. He sighed as shook Caroline a bit so he could ask her where she lived.
"Stefan?" Caroline asked , her throat scratchy.
"Caroline, I need you to tell me where you live so I can take you home."
"Where am I? Ooh. Why do I feel like crap? Did we do something naughty?"
Stefan couldn't believe that she was hitting on him at a time like this, but given that Damon probably compelled her to forget the feeding. "Caroline, I need you to tell me where you live NOW!"
Caroline jumped a bit in his arms and told him the address in a small voice. "You didn't have to scream at me." Stefan sighed but didn't answer her. He used his vampire speed to get to Caroline's house, wondering how Damon prevented him from getting into the boarding house.
Back at the boarding house
"I'm glad you were smart enough to hold onto your bag when I pulled you in, because there is no way I'm letting you step foot out of this house for anything. You want a drink?" He asked as he made his way to the liquor cabinet.
Bonnie stood uncomfortably in the living room of the boarding house. There were a million things running through her head. But she didn't want to say the wrong thing.
"How come Stefan couldn't get in? I thought vampires couldn't go into a house unless they were invited in, but this is his house, so…" Bonnie inquired.
"So I see Stefan filled you in on us vamps huh? Well let's just say I know someone who can cast spells to keep unwanted beings out of my house." Damon poured himself some bourbon and shot it back in one go.
Making his way toward Bonnie, he smirked as he heard her heartbeat spike up. "Do I make you nervous Bonnie?" He invaded her personal space, appreciating the way she stiffened. It showed that her instincts recognized him as the predator he was. He circled around her, liking the way she tried to keep in her sights, turning when he did, until they were doing a sort of dance.
Tired of the dance, Damon nudged her onto the couch. Bonnie looked up at him, saying nothing. He settled over her, leaning his body ever so slightly into hers and using his arms to keep most of his weight off of her.
"I bet I do make you nervous, but not entirely because you think I'm going to rip your throat out." He leaned forward, making Bonnie press herself into the arm of the couch. He licked his lips. "I bet that you're nervous because you're attracted to me and I don't blame you." He stared into her eyes as he said this and knew the exact moment her eyes seemed to fire up.
"I would never be attracted to you. You make me sick. So if you're going to rape me, don't fool yourself into thinking that I actually want you." Bonnie scoffed in disgust and tried to get off the couch.
He didn't let her get up. "Now don't pretend that you don't want me. Feel free to openly hate me if you'd like but I can smell the arousal whenever I come close to you." He smiled down at the girl he caged in with his arms. "The most interesting part is that you really don't wanna be attracted to me, but your body can't seem to help it." He took in the way her body clenched at his words and smiled in satisfaction.
He got off of the couch and started to walk away.
"What do you want with me?"
"There are so many things I want from you Bonnie, but right now, you don't need to worry your pretty little head about anything but heading to bed. We have a very busy day tomorrow and I need you well rested." With that he walked away, leaving Bonnie to stare after him in confusion tinged with a bit of panic.
She grabbed the bag she dropped at the door and glanced around to see if Damon was around. When she didn't see him, she slowly opened the door and tried to step out quietly. When she was rebuffed by an invisible force field, she tried again.
"I can't even leave you alone for a few seconds without you trying something? Well, in that case, I want you to meet someone. Bree would you step out here for a moment?"
A beautiful dark skinned woman stepped out of the kitchen and stood beside Damon.
"The beautiful Bree here is a witch and she is the reason nobody is allowed to leave this house. Well, except for me of course. And Bree." Damon crossed his arms. "Bree, I'm going to need you to put her to sleep."
Bonnie started to panic. "What do you mean put me to sleep?" Her voice got shriller and shriller as she heard Bree begin to chant. Bonnie's body gave out as a deep sleep overtook her. Damon rushed to grab her before her body could hit the ground.
Damon smiled his thanks at Bree, who nodded her head and headed towards the door.
Before leaving, she turned towards Damon who had begun to make his way up the steps.
"Make sure that you don't leave any marks on her body. Elijah wouldn't be too pleased with that." And with that parting shot, Bree left the Salvatore boarding house.