A/N: I'm sooo so sorry for the delay in the update. I wasn't planning to update this late, but work was hectic this week, so I was tired to write anything. But today was my off day so here I have a new chapter for you..

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Lastly: I don't own The Vampire Diaries, if I had the whole storyline would be DBS, DBT : )

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Chapter 4 - Anger, Fear, Dreams

Bonnie took a deep breath before she knocked the door of the Salvatore boarding house. She wasn't even sure whether she should be here, and even more sure that she would probably be regretting it later, but here she was standing on the doorstep of their house. The people she didn't really want to see. But she had to be here, she had to thank Damon for what he had done. Whether she liked it or not Damon had saved her yesterday - whether he wanted it or not - and she had to come and say thank you to him. It was a weight on her shoulders she was not willing to carry. So the quicker the better. With one last deep breath she knocked on the door.

A second hadn't even passed when the door opened and revealed Stefan behind.

"Bonnie? Erm, come in" Stefan was shocked to find Bonnie at the door. She was the last person he had expected.

"Hi Stefan" Bonnie mumbled uncomfortably. It felt so weird and uncomfortable to be here, in their territory.

"Are you ok? Is something wrong?" Stefan asked, immediately worried.

"No, I'm ok…. Is-Is Damon around?" Bonnie asked, unable to meet Stefan's eyes. After all it was no secret that she despised Damon, and for her to be here and asking for him was a clear sign, that things were not alright.

"No…He's out…I don't know where though…Are you sure everything's ok?" Stefan voice held a hint of suspicion and worry.

"Everything is alright I just wanted to say something, that's all. Tell him I came by… or don't, I might come back later. I don't know" Bonnie sighed, frustrated. It was hard enough for her to come here in the first place.

Bonnie turned to leave but was stopped with Stefan's voice.

"Bonnie I'm so sorry", she turned to face him, not sure what he was talking about, she raised her brow in question.

"I'm sorry, for everything. For Sheila, for everything you've been through, for everything you are going through. I'm sorry for everything I and Damon has ever done to you" Stefan continued, walking in front of Bonnie. He needed this weight lifted of his shoulders. He valued Bonnie's friendship and he didn't want her to be mad and upset with him, with them.

"I liked Sheila, I knew her from my pass. She had an important role in my life. She used to mesmerize us with her voice, with her beauty" Stefan went on, his eyes having a glazed look from reminiscing memories.

Bonnie was shocked, she never knew her grandmother knew Stefan in the pass, she never mentioned it to her, nor had Stefan, and it did seem like Stefan was fond of her grandmother.

"I truly am sorry for your loss. Sheila lived a short but a fulfilling life, that should be your comfort"

Bonnie couldn't hold it together anymore, it was too much, she let the tears flow. It was so cruel to hear Stefan - one of the vampires responsible for her death - to speak so fondly of her grandmother, as if her death really had pained him.

Stefan opened his arms and Bonnie went in to them. It was so hard to stay mad and cross with Stefan. Unlike Damon, Stefan felt. Felt emotion, regret, sincerity. As much as Stefan himself would try to deny it, he did have humanity. He wasn't soulless like he believed himself. He's humanity wasn't shut off, it was there. Stefan thrived on emotions. So it was so hard to stay mad at him. As much as Bonnie didn't want to admit, she missed his friendship, his easy going manner. He had helped her with her magic, he had saved her once too, when she was stuck in the awful tomb, not knowing how to get out, he had found her and rescued her. It seemed like the Salvatore brothers were always saving people as much as they killed them. A chuckle managed to escape from Bonnie in between her tears. How ironic was it that their names were Salvatore as in saviour?

Stefan pulled back a little and looked at Bonnie up on hearing her chuckle.

"Are you o-" But he didn't manage to finish his sentence.

"What the hell is going on here?" The voice was calm but threatening.

Bonnie and Stefan turned round to see Damon standing in the door way. His eyes were darting between Bonnie and Stefan, his eyes accusing, calculating.

"Nothing" Stefan answered.

"It doesn't seem like nothing to me" Damon shot back, getting in between Stefan and Bonnie, prying Stefan's arm from around Bonnie's waist. Nor Bonnie or Stefan had realised that they were still in each others comfortable embrace.

"Seriously Little Brother, this is so low, even for you"

"Damon!" Stefan tries to warn his brother.

"I've never thought you to be the type to go after the best friend too, next time don't give me one of those moral speeches"

"Damon. You're getting everything wrong. Bonnie was upset and I was just comforting her. That's all"

Damon opened his mouth to speak but Bonnie cut him off.

"Damon stop being a jerk"

"Oh so the Suicidal Witch talks" he said glaring at Bonnie.

"I came to see you Damon. Would you give us a minute" she said the latter to Stefan. But Stefan wasn't sure if he wanted to leave Bonnie alone with Damon. Damon was in a weird mood, and Stefan wasn't sure how safe it would be.

"Don't worry, I wont do anything to precious Bonnie" Damon said sensing Stefan's reluctant to leave them alone.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to see you Damon"

"Why?"

Bonnie sighed. This was frustrating, she only came here today to see Damon, to say thank you and leave, quick and easy. Instead she came face to face with more than she bargained for, forgiving Stefan, being friends with him again, and an weird acting Damon, trying to make out as if there's something between Stefan and her.

"I wanted to thank you for yesterday. For saving me. From the near-accident" Bonnie was feeling stupid for having to drag out the sentence, but Damon was just looking at her expressionless as if he didn't care, like he didn't know what she was talking about.

"It was nice what you did"

"Fine"

"Fine?" Bonnie was livid, she came to him, doing the thing she thought was the most hard she ever had to do, and his only reply was 'fine'.

"Yeah, you expressed your gratitude. Now you can leave"

Bonnie couldn't find a word to say, she was furious and scared that if she was to stand here another moment longer she would set the vampire on fire. And killing Damon would not be good for many reasons.

"Fine!" Bonnie huffed and left the boarding house.

Damon sighed and went to the bar to pour himself a drink. He didn't know why he acted like that, but when he entered the house and saw Stefan and Bonnie wrapped around each other so…casually and comfortably - as if they had rights to be there - infuriated him. They're was something wrong with that picture, something really wrong. He didn't like it. Even when he saw Stefan and Elena hugging and kissing he never felt this churning feeling in his gut he felt now seeing Stefan and Bonnie. No, that picture was definitely wrong. He was so used to seeing Elena and Stefan together, that seeing him with Bonnie felt wrong to him. Plus how could they betray Elena in that way, how could they betray…him.

She was running. Running from something. She could feel it behind her but she couldn't see what it was. It was too dark. She was running with all the strength and power she had within herself, how she didn't know, but she knew that if she stopped running the thing that was following her would keep up with her and she would die. She was sure of that, if this thing caught her she would die without any chance. She kept running and found herself in the woods. She kept running left or right or left to get rid of her enemy, but a branch caught her leg and she fell. She tried to get up and run again but it was too late, she was caught. She turned around to face her fate when Bonnie awoke. She couldn't see what or who it was that was chasing her.

Bonnie woke up with a gasp, sweat all over her body, heart accelerating as if she really was running from someone/something. She was getting tired of this, for the past week she was seeing this dream every night, and every night she woke up without seeing who or what it was that she was chasing her. She was starting to get afraid now, she was a witch, so she knew that these dreams were not just dreams but maybe visions. Visions of the past or future, but the latter being the more stronger possibility. Bonnie was starting to get afraid because she was starting to fear whatever it was that was going to come for her. And for the life of her Bonnie just couldn't solve who or why they would chase her, why they would want to kill her. She has to do something about this but what? She no longer had an elder person whom she could talk to. She could talk to Damon and Stefan, but what could they do when she didn't even know what it was that was chasing her.

Bonnie was at the door of the boarding house once again. She came to this house last week to thank Damon for the good he had done to her, but that hadn't gone the way she had planned it. She wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of asking the Salvatore's for help, but they were her only hope for now. They were the only supernatural beings around her, so therefore maybe they can be of some help. Whatever the case she had to try.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door with a sense of deja-vu only this time the door was answered by not Stefan but Damon.

"If it isn't the Suicidal Witch" he answered with a surprised face.

"I'm not suicidal Damon" Bonnie answered tiredly, and walked past in through the house.

"Oh aren't you? Funny I recall a few incidents where you was just that. 'Kill me Damon, Kill me' Remember?" he asked with a smirk.

Bonnie flushed remembering the incident. Whatever possessed her to ask that of Damon. But she was at a dark place that time. "You're never going to let that go are you?"

"Hmm, a chance to taunt you every second. I don't think so" he said placing himself on the sofa. "Spill" he all but commanded.

"What?"

"Spill witch, why are you here? Its not like you're a regular companion of this house. Oh wait- I know, you want another cosy little hug with Stefan right?"

"Actually is Stefan around?" Bonnie asked ignoring the spite comment.

Bonnie thought she saw Damon's face hardened, but quickly dismissed the thought.

"He's upstairs having sex with Elena. Does that bother you?"

Bonnie was nerved with the bold question. "No Damon. It doesn't, why should it?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe because you might have some platonic feelings toward my brother. Because I'm the big bad wolf and he's the good guy"

What was Damon doing, when it came to the witch it seemed like he was unable to shut himself.

"Damon what are you doing? If I didn't know better I'd say you're actually trying to make me have feelings for your brother. But then again maybe that is your intention, to make me have feelings for Stefan, get us out of the picture and so you can have Elena all to yourself"

Bonnie gasped as Damon was suddenly right in front of her, his face a picture of fury, hands clenched at sides.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare develop any feelings toward my brother. You don't belong to him. If you have any kind of sick fantasies about you and him make sure you get rid off them, quick" Damon snarled.

Bonnie was hurt by his words, but she tried so hard not to show it. Damon's low view of her, him thinking she was so unworthy that she didn't deserve to be next to a Salvatore affected her more than she liked to admit.

"Do you hear me?" Damon shook her shoulders, when he didn't get a reply.

"Yes" Bonnie mumbled weakly.

"Damon! Get the hell away from her" Stefan marched across the room.

Damon stepped back, and started pacing up and down, to get rid of the fury that consumed him. His fears - no suspicions were proving right. Bonnie was feeling something towards his brother. Maybe she already did. Maybe she already loved Stefan. That notion left him with a weird feeling in his stomach, but why, it was beyond him. He turned to see that Stefan was greeting Bonnie with a hug, and rubbing his hands up and down her back. Damon snarled.

"Are you ok Bonnie? Did he hurt you?" Stefan asked worriedly.

"No, no. I'm ok Stefan"

"Are you sure? I was upstairs and heard the noises down here and came to check, only to find my brother ambushing you" Stefan said this with a glare toward Damon.

Bonnie blushed, remembering what Damon had said about what Stefan was doing upstairs. "I-I'm so sorry Stefan, I didn't want to interrupt you"

"Interrupt what?" Stefan asked, seeing that Bonnie was blushing. Stefan swore that he heard Damon chuckle lowly, so low that Bonnie wasn't able to hear it.

"Erm, you -you and Elena…doing" This time Stefan chuckled, loudly.

"For your information Elena is at home, I was just sleeping in my room"

Bonnie glared at Damon for lying to her, and Damon glared back. Stefan was the one to stop their glaring contest.

"Why was you here anyway Bonnie?" Stefan asked back to worrying.

"I actually want to talk to you" she replied. "and Damon" she added when Damon huffed, which caught Damon's attention right away. Not that his attention had wavered from the Little Witch. He was watching her every move, every breath, every word while she was talking to Stefan. Looking for signs.

"What is it Bonnie?" Stefan asked, guiding Bonnie to sit on the sofa, and taking his place next to her.

"I don't know how to say this, or even if you'll know what I'm talking about, or even if you can help me-"

"Bonnie what is it?" Stefan urged.

"I'm having weird dreams, well dream actually. For the past week every night, I'm seeing the same dream over and over again. Its confusing and scary Stefan. I don't even know if you'll understand"

"Oh please Little Witch, you're underestimating us. We've seen more than our fair share of witches during the century. You're having visions" Damon announced

"I know I'm having visions" Bonnie shot back.

"What are your visions Bonnie?" Stefan asked gently.

"Mainly myself. I'm keep running, running in the woods. Running away from something or someone. I don't know what it is. I just know that if I stop or drop, the thing will catch me, and then I-"

"Sshhh" Stefan murmurs as Bonnie's breath hitches up from fear, its like she's re-living the dream again.

"What is chasing you Bonnie?" Damon becomes serious, knowing that the dreams are terrifying Bonnie.

"I don't know. In my dreams I always step on a branch and fall, and every time I turn around to face what ever it is. And just before I see it, I wake up. Every time" she adds a little frustrated. If she was to see what it was that was chasing her, at least she'd be prepared. Prepared to fight.

"What could it be?" Stefan asked to no one in particular.

"I don't know and I don't understand" Bonnie murmured.

"It could be anything, but I wish we knew what it was so we can fight it, be prepared for it" Damon said.

"I don't know. I just know that it set out to kill me, destroy me. And that its going to happen soon. Very soon".

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, because when I started writing this today, I hadn't planned the scenes this way, but when I got to typing these scenes poured out and I couldn't ignore it.

Love Pam : )