Author's Note: Hello my darlings! I know that it's been awhile and I know everyone has been patient. I hope I haven't disappointed with this chapter. I hope to write the next chapter this week as well but can't make any promises. We're packing to go to California this week. Super excited!

Please share with me what you think Damon is thinking about at the end of this chp. Trust me it's going to get interesting.

Enjoy!

Being Human

"Mommy!" A small voice whined.

Bonnie opened her eyes. That wasn't her imagination. She had heard the voice three times already. She looked up at her very human husband...sleeping. After shimming out of his arms and covering her body with a robe she was in the hallway.

"Mommy, I need you." the small voice whined again.

Bonnie hurried down the hallway, going to where the voice was coming from. It lead her to her private room. The room she practiced her craft. In every house the Salvatores' owned a room like this existed. The door was opened by a little boy before Bonnie could reach for the doorknob.

He couldn't be older than six. He wore a black collared shirt and white linen pants. Bonnie's green eyes stared back at her as gave her a smile. She looked passed him to a little girl sitting in the middle of the floor with a large clear bowl of water. The little girl's face was hidden behind the mass of curls.

"What is this?" Bonnie asked because she didn't know what else to say.

"She's upset, the incantation isn't working." The little boy explained before sitting on the floor to face the little girl in the pretty black and white dress.

"It's not fair! How can his incantation be effective and mine not work. We are two halves of the same soul." The little girl cried flipping her hair out of her face.

Bonnie took a involuntary step back. The little girl. Eyes. Her eyes. They were an arctic blue...like Damon's.

Bonnie regained her composure and walked into the room. She sat down slowly on the floor next to the boy. "You?" She couldn't complete her own sentence. The words got lost on her lips. She didn't know how. This didn't make sense.

"I have daddy's eyes. I know. Everyone tells me, Auntie Caroline especially." the little girl informed her with a shrug.

"Eyes on me." the little boy ordered his sister.

Bonnie realized that he was the dominant one. The girl gave no fight as she looked at her brother. He cupped the water in his hand from the bowl. Letting it slide through his fingers as he repeated this action.

"You take after Papa, when it comes to theses sort of things." he reasoned.

Bonnie smiled in spite of herself. "You're thinking too much about making the spell work."

"Exactly as mama said. We're witches, it's in our blood. You'll feel the build in the pit of your belly. Like a thousand butterflies running around."

Bonnie and the little girl watch as the water particles lifted from the boy's hand and started to spiral around his sister's head. Her eyes lit up as she watched with glee as a dancing figure appeared in front of her eyes in the water. Putting on a private show for her.

"Who taught you this?" Bonnie asked.

He looked at her with a slight smile "You of course. Mama, you must go." the little boy said turning his attention back to his sister.

Bonnie felt a sick feeling to her stomach. "No, there's much I can teach you. I on't have to leave just yet."

"You'll teach us soon enough." The little boy put his hand on Bonnie's flat stomach. She looked down at his little hand. The little boy with her green eyes seemed to know more than he was letting on.

"Hurry back to Daddy. He needs you." The little girl said playing with the water.

"Don't be sad, mama. We'll meet soon."

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Bonnie jolted up from her dream. Her body adjusted quickly taking in her surroundings...she was at home. In Cork. In her bedroom.

"Bad dream?" Damon asked, not moving from his position on the floor.

She saw him watching her intently, his eyes never wavering. Bonnie laid back down in the nook of her husband's arm. Stroking his stomach with her fingertips gently. The action made his very human skin shiver creating goosebumps.

"It wasn't a bad dream. I saw twins. They were performing a spell."

"Our children." Damon said.

"So they've shown themselves to you as well. Beautiful aren't they?" she mused.

Damon snorted "I wouldn't expect anything less."

Bonnie held Damon a little tighter as they laid in silence, limbs tangled as he twirled a piece of her hair with his finger.

"Don't hurt them." she said evenly.

"No, I'm going to kill each one of them and I don't care how many times you beg. They have to go." Damon said. His voice was laced with venom and hatred.

Bonnie felt his fingers pressing into her skin with every word. "They are our friends, Damon. I acted hastily. Punish me. Don't punish them."

Damon untangled himself from her. He got up and stretched out his long, lean body. Bonnie sat up not bothering to cover herself. "Tracy, Aspen, and Ronnie were strong enough to stop you. If they wanted to. They didn't because they wanted to see this little experiment. The experiment that nearly killed you and made me fucking human."

"If you love me, you won't. Not many have seen a Jinn. I beg you, bury this hate for them. If this works. If we're able to conceive, I have a feeling that we will need strong allies around us because it is an abomination. My life, the lives of our children will be in danger." Bonnie stood up holding his hands. "We need them."

Damon's face was an emotionless mask that Bonnie couldn't read. She felt his arms wrap around her waist as he stared down at her. "Way to break out the cliches, Bons. We don't need them but if it'll make you feel better. I'll spare them." he said. "You might have a point, we need the protection until the children are born. I'll make peace.

He could visibly see her relief as she gripped him tight. "Thank you, babe. I love you."

He kept his eyes opened as he hugged her. "Oh and I plan on punishing you properly." he said picking her up and moved them to the bed.

Bonnie loved the feel of his weight on her. The way his heartbeat accelerated as she pulled him closer with her thighs.

Just as he was about to kiss her, a growl from his stomach ruined the mood. Damon's face became beet red as he looked down at Bonnie. She laughed and so did he.

"Later. I'll punish you later." he said standing upright.

Bonnie stood up "I'll make you breakfast, human." she said.

Damon glared at her "I'm not feeling this whole being human thing." he said putting on some pajama bottoms.

"You mean all the emotions and functions that humans have?" she said with a smile as she put on a camisole and a pair of his boxer.

Damon smacked her bottom. "Exactly, it's a nuisance."

777

Jeremy, Stefan, and Caroline watched as Damon devoured the strawberry crepes and sausage that Bonnie put in front of him. Every now and then taking a sip of his orange juice. He'd eaten food while being a vampire...but it tasted much better as a human. Some taste buds are lose once the change took over.

"Stop staring at me." Damon snapped at the three vampires around his table. Bonnie kissed her husband's forehead while piling a pan of eggs onto his plate. He looked at her and gave her a wink before going back to eating.

"Slow down, Damon. You'll develop a pouch your second day of being human." Caroline teased as she sipped her tea.

Jeremy laughed at his wife's joke as he rubbed her leg subconsciously. He picked up his paper and began to read again.

Damon rolled his eyes as Bonnie took a seat at the table, eating a bowl of strawberries that Jeremy reached over to get.

Stefan never took his eyes off of Damon. Damon looked up from his food and stared at his brother. "Go ahead, weirdo." he said resolved.

"What?" Stefan asked with a smile.

"Ask me the questions." he said leaning back in his chair.

"How does it feel?" Stefan began.

Damon shrugged. "I feel weird. I can't hide how I feel like I've been able to. It's sort of like my body has much more control than before. I don't like it."

"What about the food?" Stefan continued.

Damon laughed "It's not as euphoric as blood. I mean, draining someone is almost as good as having sex with my lovely minx of a wife. Food taste differently though. Better. Can't explain it. I still prefer being a vampire."

Stefan was about to open his mouth again but Damon raised his hand. "That's enough Q&A for the day, little brother." He pushed his plate aside and drained the last of the orange juice.

"I don't know how long me being like this will last?" he said with slight disgust. He smacked his hands together "So I need everyone to leave my house so I can ravish my wife. Stay in town of course. Jeremy, you have a house here, right?"

Jeremy gave Bonnie a lopsided grin. Bonnie responded by throwing a piece of bacon at him. "I do and we're gone. Ring us."

Caroline smiled wide as her husband pulled her from her chair "Bye." she squealed. They were gone within a blink of an eye.

Stefan stood up, clearly uncomfortable at what his brother said. Damon just smiled knowing his brother's inner thoughts. "I'll go catch up with Jeremy and Caroline." he said quietly.

"You do that." Damon retorted.

Bonnie gave Stefan a slight smile, almost embarrassed as Stefan stood awkwardly in the kitchen before leaving with a slight click of the front door to assure them they were gone.

Damon stood up as Bonnie sat still in her chair. He traced his fingers on the edge of the table as he made his way to her. His fingertips started at the arms, to her shoulders blades and then his fingers were around her neck. He gripped her neck tight, leaning into to her. He kissed her earlobe.

"Remember that punishment I promised?" he said, deathly serious.

Bonnie could feel herself getting wet at the thought. "I remember." she said evenly.

"Good girl." Damon pulled her up from her chair, keeping his right arm around her neck. He shoved everything on the table out of the way and slammed the upper half of Bonnie's body face down ass up. He pulled the boxers she wore down and leaned into her.

He felt his pajama bottoms coming off by themselves and spread her legs. He yanked her hair, making her gasp in pleasure or pain...he wasn't sure. He didn't care. "You scared the fuck out of me last night. I won't soon forget it."

"Then punish me like you promised." Bonnie said with lust in her voice.

Damon entered her hard. Fast. The table began to move with ever stroke.

The rest of the afternoon. Evening. Early morning. Went like that. Damon fucked Bonnie on what seemed like every part of their Autumn home.

It annoyed him to no end that he had to take breaks in between to recover...because of his beating fucking heart. Every time! Every time he came.

In the garden, Bonnie's hair wild littered with leaves and dirt she watched him. She sat up looking down at him. She hadn't even broken a sweat.

He wasn't used to that. He was used to be the stronger one. He was used to making her almost delirious from the orgasms he'd given her. His naked body glistened with sweat as the early morning started to beam it's light on them.

"Have I tired you out?" Bonnie mused.

Damon gripped her chin "the more you tease...the more I'll make you scream when I'm restored to my regular self." he smirked.

Bonnie pouted "I sort of like you like this. I can keep up. Being the stronger." she mused. "I have an idea?" she said.

Damon watched as Bonnie bit her wrist breaking skin. The blood came to the surface quickly. Damon sat up pulling her wrist to his mouth. Drinking deeply.

She moaned at the exchange. Damon pulled his mouth from her wrist. "Bite me, Bonnie." he murmured going back to drinking from her.

Bonnie's features darkened. Before Damon could blink she had bit down in the nook of his neck. Bonnie place his hand in between her legs. Damon understood and fluidly stuck two fingers inside of her, tickling her pearl as he did.

Damon pulled away pushing her down on the grass. Blood drunk. Bonnie giggled as she spread her legs wide for him. "I guess I haven't." she clucked her tongue. Damon positioned himself between her legs.

"You're right. You haven't." he said as he eased his dick into the greatest place in the world. This time...he saw the visions. Like he did when he's heart didn't beat.

For the next two days...The couple made love...taking breaks for Damon to recover...eat...sleep for a few hours...and exchange blood.

777

Bonnie stopped brushing her wet hair, placing the brush on her vanity and went back into the bathroom. Damon stood in front of the mirror naked. Bonnie place her arms around him, locking eyes with him in the mirror.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Listening." he replied, putting her hand over his heart. "This belongs to you, Bonnie. You know that right?"

"I do." she said.

He leaned into her. Damon looked at his wife, his best friend, and his rock.

"The full moon will be coming soon."

Damon smiled "I know. Maybe this human effect will be over." he turned around kissing her lips and placing his hand over her stomach. "Hopefully, it was all worth it."

"We've seen the children. It is." Bonnie said, Damon knew she believed her words with all her heart.

Damon nodded "Good, well tomorrow evening you should invite Ron and Aspen back. I know Tracy isn't here anymore but it'll time I made peace officially."

Bonnie beamed "Really?"

Damon caressed her chin "Really."

Bonnie threw her arms around her husband, happy that everything seemed to be coming together perfectly. Damon clenched his jaw...his mind working overtime.