"Hey, where did Damon go?" Bonnie asked when Ric appeared back in the study alone.
"He uh left. I think I made him upset," Ric said with a smile.
"I'll go talk to him," Stefan said grabbing his leather jacket off the back of a chair.
"No. I'll go," Bonnie said. She grabbed her car keys off the end table and headed toward the door.
"Bonnie," Dean called after her. She stopped at the front door and turned to face him.
"Why didn't you just let Stefan go?" he whispered.
"Because Damon doesn't listen to Stefan. Look, Damon is my friend. I can calm him down," Bonnie said looking Dean in the eye.
"He's a big boy."
"When he's upset people die. Please let me go," Bonnie said.
"I...ugh...fine," Dean said. "I'm coming too."
"No Dean. Please let me handle this ok. We'll be back in about an hour," Bonnie said kissing him on the cheek and leaving the boarding house.
Bonnie arrived at the Mystic Grill to find Damon sitting on his usual stool at the bar.
"Damon?" she said softly. He glanced over his shoulder at her. "Can I sit down?"
"Be my guest," he said nastily presenting the stool to her with a flourish of his hand.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"Dandy. Why?" he asked taking shot.
"Alaric said you were upset," Bonnie said leaning close to him.
"I'm fine, Bonnie. Why are you here anyway?" he asked looking at her.
"I was just checking on you," she answered.
"Right," he said taking yet another shot.
"I am," Bonnie said. "Just talk to me."
"Nothing to talk about Little Witch. I'm fine," Damon said with a crooked smile. "You can go back to your precious hunter now."
"So we're back to that Little Witch shit? You're not fine. Tell me what's wrong with you. What did Alaric say?" Bonnie said growing impatient with him.
"Why does it matter? I'd like to get drunk and forget about it if you don't mind," Damon said raising another shot to his lips.
"So you would rather be day drunk instead of talking to me?" Bonnie asked. "That makes me feel so special." As she stood to leave he grabbed her arm.
"It's not my job to make you feel special but I would take it if it were ever offered to me," he whispered although he remained facing the bar but his thumb caressed her forearm. Bonnie plopped back down onto the stool.
"What?" she whispered.
"You heard me," he said letting her arm go but still avoiding her gaze.
"What about Elena?"
"What about her? She has made it more than abundantly clear that she chooses Stefan. Why continue to waste everyday of forever on someone who doesn't love me?" Damon said finally looking at her.
"I don't understand what's going on right now," Bonnie said keeping eye contact.
"I'm not in the mood to explain," he said smiling at her. "Maybe some other time."
"Yeah. Ok," she whispered. "Um, I told everyone that I would bring you back."
"Well why'd you do that?" Damon asked taking a shot.
"Come on Damon," she said putting the bottle back behind the bar and pulling him off the stool.
"Alright, alright," Damon said pulling his leather jacket out of her grip. "I'll go but I'm not going to be happy about it." She smiled at him and the two left the grill and headed back to the boarding house.
"You ok brother?" Stefan said as Damon and Bonnie came into sight.
"Yes," he answered knowing that Stefan heard the earlier conversation between himself and Ric. "I just need a drink," he said heading straight toward the bottles of alcohol.
"Sam can I talk to you?" Bonnie said standing in the doorway.
"Uh yeah of course," Sam said setting the book he was holding down on the table. Dean looked from him to Bonnie and watched as they walked out of sight. Bonnie lead Sam to the kitchen and turned on the blender. "What's up?"
"It's about Dean," Bonnie said.
"Ok."
"I know that you're his brother, and you're probably biased but," Bonnie paused, "is he worth pursuing?"
"Wow. Ok well honestly I can't answer that question for you. I can tell you that when all of this is over, Dean and I will be getting back in the Impala and taking off," Sam said.
"Will he keep in touch?" Bonnie asked.
"Bonnie, listen, if you're not willing to leave town with Dean then chances are you won't see him again, but while we're here, he will be great to you. I promise you that," Sam answered.
"I like him Sam. A lot. I more than like him," Bonnie said.
"I know," Sam said with a laugh. "He more than likes you too."
"Even though I know that everything that you said is true, I'm drawn to him," Bonnie said.
"Then don't worry about what's going to happen and live in the right now. With the lives that Dean and I lead, that's all we ever do," Sam said.
"One more thing," Bonnie said.
"Damon?" Sam asked.
"What? How'd you know?"
"I'm a people watcher. Listen, I don't know what's going on there but Dean is not one for sharing," Sam said.
"He won't have to share me," Bonnie said turning the blender off. "Thanks Sam," she said giving him a hug. He returned her hug and the two rejoined the others.
The group worked furiously trying to translate the rest of the Enochian.
"It's getting dark," Stefan said.
"I have to get locked up, right?" Dean asked throwing his arms in the air.
"It's that or get continuously vervained all night," Ric said holding the metal syringe with the yellow liquid.
"I'll see you guys in the morning. Can I get some porn or something?" Dean asked jokingly. When no one laughed he said, "Nevermind. I'll see you in the morning, Sammy."
"I'll lock up," Damon said following Dean downstairs.
"Do we have a problem?" Dean asked from behind the cell door.
"No, but if it were my choice you would be dead right now," Damon said with a smile.
"Same here," Dean grinned back. "What's the deal with you and Bonnie?" Dean asked as Damon turned to leave.
"No deal. Bonnie makes her own decisions," Damon said over his shoulder. "Goodnight." He left Dean in the cell and returned to the group.
"I'm human. So I need a break," Alaric said placing a book on the table. "We've been going at this all day and I haven't slept since the day before yesterday."
"Ok, we'll meet back up here in the morning," Stefan said grabbing Elena's hand.
"I'm gonna stay over, is that ok?" Bonnie asked.
"Of course it is," Damon said stepping into the study.
"Thanks," Bonnie said curling up on the sofa.
"I'm gonna head out," Sam said. "There's some stuff we left at Miss Shelia's. I'll bring it back in the morning."
"Yeah I'm gonna go home too. Make sure Jeremy hasn't burned the house down yet," Ric said grabbing his keys. "See you guys later." He followed Sam out of the house. Stefan and Elena retreated to his bedroom, leaving only Bonnie and Damon in the study.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
"Just a little," she answered. Damon grabbed a blanket and covered her up.
"I'll start a fire too," he said kneeling in front of the hearth.
"No that's ok," she said.
"Bonnie, it gets cold in here," he said arranging the wood. He lit it and joined her on the sofa. "Any better?"
"Yeah. Thanks," Bonnie said snuggling in the blanket.
"Bonnie, about earlier..." Damon started to speak but Bonnie shook her head.
"No, it's ok. If you're not ready to talk about it. Then we don't have to. I can wait," she said leaning her head on the armrest.
"Ok," Damon said with a faint smile. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know. What do you do before you go to sleep?" she asked.
"Read. Unless I'm not alone but then I'm guessing you know what I do," he said with a devious smile.
"Shut up. Read something to me," she said laughing.
"Ok, um how about Cinderella or The Little Glass Slipper as this copy is called?" Damon said moving lightening quick to the bookshelf grabbing the book. "It's an original copy from 1855," he said in a sing songy voice.
"Ok great," Bonnie said laughing. He rejoined her on the sofa and opened the book and began reading.
"There once lived a gentleman and his wife, who were the parents of a lovely daughter," Damon began. He read to her for hours until she fell asleep. He gently picked her up and carried her upstairs to a room. He had wanted to bring her to his bedroom but he knew that when she awoke she would be angry and it just wasn't worth it. He laid her on the bed and pulled the blankets up to her chin. She turned on her side and the hair fell in her face. Damon brushed it away and caressed her cheek for a moment. "Goodnight Bonnie," he whispered kissing her on the forehead.
"Damon?" she whispered groggily. He was already at the door.
"Yeah?" he said.
"Goodnight," she whispered. He looked at her over his shoulder, gave her a crooked smile and closed the door behind him.
The next morning, she awoke to the sound of the shower running in her bedroom.
"Hello?" she said inching closer to the bathroom.
"I'll be out in a minute," Dean's voice called out. Bonnie let out a sigh of relief. She walked back to the bed and climbed in. "Hey," he said stepping into the room in nothing but a towel. Bonnie examined him. He body was rock solid and there was something about that tattoo on his chest that was extremely sexy.
"Hey," she said. "How was your night?"
"Better than last night," Dean said drying his hair with a towel. "What are you doing today?"
"Just helping out with the Enochian," Bonnie answered.
"No you're not," Dean said smiling. "Me and you. Mystic Falls tour."
"You drove down main street right?" Bonnie asked. Dean nodded yes. "You've been on the tour."
"You're funny. Come on. I don't want to be in the house all day. I'm stuck in that dirty ass basement all night. I want to have some fun today," Dean said sitting on the bed beside her.
"Ok, ok," Bonnie laughed. "Let me get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs."
"Awesome!" he said kissing her. Bonnie returned his kiss and got out of bed and went to the shower.
Dean and Bonnie spent a good part of the morning at the grill. Eating, shooting pool, laughing and having a good time. Dean wanted Bonnie to feel close to him. She was special.
"Hey, you wanna get out of here?" Bonnie said wrapping her arms around him.
"Sure. Where are we going now?" Dean said leaning down to kiss her.
"The Falls," Bonnie said kissing him back.
"There are actual falls in Mystic Falls?" Dean joked.
"Of course. Come on, I'll show you," Bonnie said grabbing Dean's hand and leading him out of the grill.
The two drove to an opening in the woods and parked the Impala. Bonnie leaned over and kissed him before exiting the car. Dean smiled to himself and got out as well. He went to the trunk and grabbed a blanket.
"It's beautiful, right?" Bonnie said when Dean joined her a few feet from the edge of the cliff side.
"Yeah, but beauty can always easily identify beauty." Bonnie turned to face him and kissed him. Dean pressed his lips against Bonnie's in a hot, passionate kiss.
"You're so sweet," she said breaking their kiss.
"Well I try," he said with a crooked smile. "C'mon let's sit down." Dean laid on his back and Bonnie snuggled up beside him and felt him pull her closer to him. "So I was born January 24th 1979 and Sam was born in May of 1983."
"Ok. That's good to know I guess," Bonnie said with a laugh.
"Shh. I'm trying to tell you a story," Dean said kissing the top of her head.
"Sorry. Please continue," Bonnie said glancing up at his face.
"Alright well when Sammy was six months old, there was fire in his nursery and our mom died. A yellow eyed demon killed her," Dean said. Bonnie could tell that he was trying to keep himself composed.
"I'm so sorry Dean," Bonnie whispered.
"No it's ok. Uh anyway, so from then on it was just me, Sammy and my dad. It was my dad's life mission to find yellow eyes and kill him. A lot of things happened over the years. Sammy running away. My dad and I hunting alone. Sammy coming back. My dad and my brother having knock down drag out fights which eventually led to Sam going off to Stanford," Dean said.
"The college?"
"Yeah. Pre-law. He told me he got a 174 on the LSATs. I'm guessing that's good but at the time it didn't matter anymore. He wasn't going back," Dean reminisced.
"Why? Who gives up Stanford?" Bonnie questioned, confusion in her voice.
"Well..." Dean said clearing his throat. "While Sam was at school, I dropped by because I needed him to come help me find our dad. I had lost track of him and hadn't heard from him. Anyway, I went to Stanford, broke into his apartment and pulled him away in the middle of night. We left his girlfriend at the time, Jessica, behind. So, in our search for our dad we ended up solving a case. I was hoping that Sam was going to want to keep going with me but he wanted to get back before that Monday because he had a law school interview. I dropped him off but I didn't leave because I felt weird. I'm glad I didn't leave," Dean said.
"Why? What happened?"
"There's something I didn't tell you about how the yellow eyed demon killed our mom," Dean said. "She was on the ceiling. Her stomach cut open and then all of a sudden there were flames," Dean said. He wiped the tears from his eyes that the memory had caused. "Well, Jess died the same way as our mom. I rescued Sam from the fire and we've been hunting evil sons of bitches ever since."
"I'm sorry Dean, wow. You guys have been through a lot," Bonnie said reaching up and wiping a tear from his eye.
"You don't know the half," Dean said with a chuckle.
"You don't have to tell me anything else. That is entirely up to you" Bonnie said.
"I want to. I want you to know," Dean said smiling at her. "Well after about a year of just me and Sam, we meet up with our dad again. We hunted these vamps and my dad shot the leader in the head."
"So how did you guys kill it?" Bonnie asked.
"The bullet killed it," Dean answered.
"What? Bullets won't kill vampires."
"Have you ever heard of Samuel Colt?" Dean asked.
"No. Well I think I might have read something about him in one of the grimoires."
"Well back in 1835, when Hailey's comet was overhead, the same night those men died at the Alamo, they say Samuel Colt made a gun. A special gun. He made it for a hunter. A man like us only on horseback," Dean said, telling Bonnie the same story his dad had told him. "The story goes he made thirteen bullets. This hunter used the gun a half-dozen times before he disappeared, the gun along with him. Until somehow Daniel Elkins, a friend of my dad's, got his hands on it. They say...they say the gun can kill anything."
"So your dad shot the vampire with the Colt and it killed it," Bonnie said.
"Yep. It was something to see. Anyway, fast forwarding to the good stuff. Me, my dad, and my brother were in a car accident. I was the worst off. I had an out of body experience and tangled with a reaper. And before you ask, yes an actual grim reaper," Dean said when he saw her mouth open. "Anyway, I was on my way out the door when suddenly I was back. Better than ever. Turns out my dad made a deal with Yellow Eyes. Him for me. My dad went to Hell and I lived." Bonnie was silent. Dean took a deep breath and continued. "So moving on, Sammy gets kidnapped. It was this whole plot set in motion by the yellow eyed demon, but by the time I found him...before I could get to him..." Dean stopped.
"What?"
"He was stabbed in the back. He died in my arms," Dean explained sadly. "I didn't bury him. For three days I looked at his body before I decided I couldn't do this without him. So I made a deal with a crossroad demon."
"Dean..." Bonnie said.
"Yeah. I got Sammy back and I got one year. The year ended and I went to Hell," Dean said.
"Was it really as bad as what I saw?" Bonnie asked.
"Worse. I'm not going to tell you about it. Trust me you don't need or want to know," Dean said.
"I wasn't going to ask. But I do have one question."
"What's that?"
"How are you back?" Bonnie asked. "I mean I can't imagine it's easy to get out of Hell."
"Castiel," Dean said.
"Castiel. Who is that?"
"He's like my guardian douche-bag," Dean said.
"What?" she asked confused.
"He's an angel. He's not always a dick but sometimes I can't stand the guy," Dean stated.
"An actual angel!" Bonnie said excitedly.
"Yeah. Don't get so excited. I don't want you to get your hopes up. He's probably the only one that's not a complete dick."
"You've met more?"
"Yep, everyone you've ever read about. Dicks," Dean said smiling at her.
"Hmph. That's interesting. So why couldn't Castiel help you with this vampire curse you've got going on?" Bonnie questioned.
"He's not the easiest guy to get a hold of," Dean answered. "Plus we only try to call him for the big stuff. You know, life and death."
"I see. Well I must admit that I'm glad that you didn't call him. If you had, we wouldn't be here right now," she said throwing her leg across him. Dean sat up and grabbed her waist and kissed her deeply.
"You're right about that Ms. Bennett," he said kissing her again. Straddling him, she reached down and pulled her shirt off.