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Mark POV:
It was a weird sensation. When Bonnie took a lit match and dropped into the bowl with Damon's blood, the fire, instead of dying out, grew to an enormous, luminous flame. And then all of a sudden he was falling, falling falling down to somewhere he didn't know. He felt air swing past him lifting him up, and pushing him down. He felt like he was ten years old again when he used to stand in the seat of the black swings and swing with Kara (and to refresh your memories: Kara is his sister who he wants to save from the dimension). All of a sudden he felt a sharp pain on his arm, the one Bonnie was holding. For a few seconds it felt like someone was electrocuting him over and over again. And then it stopped. He opened his eyes. Bonnie was sitting next to him with an overjoyed expression and tears on her cheeks.
"I talked to him. I actually talked to him!" Bonnie whispered.
Bonnie POV:
She couldn't believe it. She actually heard Stefan's voice after FOUR years! Oh god...
Well, I take it, they're alive?" Damon asked, interrupting her internal euphoria.
"Yes! Oh my god, yes! and we're leaving first thing tomorrow morning. You guys should start packing."
"Wait, wait, wait. Back up a sec. Bonnie, where are we going exactly? Mark asked.
"To the Dark Dimension," wasn't it obvious?
"What happened with Stefan?" Damon asked impatiently.
"Okay, so I tried Calling out to Stefan and he responded! And I asked him about where he is and what happened to the others, and guess what? Elena and Matt are alive! And they're in the Dark Dimension," Bonnie replied.
"That's it? You don't even know their exact location and you're already making plans for a vacation in hell?" Damon asked scornfully.
"Yes Damon, I am. And if you don't want to come, then, frankly, I don't care. You were needed for the spell and now that job's done," she smiled, "Congratulations, you're free to go."
"Oh really? Did you forget the part where humans aren't allowed in the Dimension without a vampire master?"
Ok, he was really starting to piss her off. Plus, he was making sense. She didn't know any vampire she could trust enough to be around with her hand tied behind her back. Hell, she din't even trust Damon! And he was the closest thing to a vampire 'ally' around here. Since she dint have a smart answer to his question, she instead opted to glare her fiercest glare at him. She wasn't surprised to see that it didn't unnerve him the least bit. Instead he just smirked smugly at her.
"As expected," Damon leaned back, and literally looked like he was lounging on the air- stupid vampire grace. "Well, then, why don't we start doing this my way, since, you know you're going to be my official slaves in a few hours anyway. Why don't we-"
He was interrupted by a furious Bonnie, "Damon, shut up! You might think this is some kind of joke, but to me this is serious. I've waited four years, four years for this. And if you think you can just come here and ruin it, you can get lost."
She saw Damon's eyes flash with something like anger, and for a long moment they locked eyes with each other, neither of them willing to give up. Finally Damon got up, grabbed his jacket off the couch and headed out the door without a single word.
Mark POV:
Mark watched the argument between Bonnie and Damon and watched the vampire walk out the door. A long time passed by before he actually dared to open his mouth.
"Uh, Bonnie?" She turned to look at him; her face was void of any expression. "How are we gonna get in now?"
"I don't know, i'll figure something out later, lets just pack for now," She sighed and her eyes softened, "At least i got to talk to Stefan."
"Yeah, I wish i could do that, with Kara,"
"Don't worry Mark, we'll find her. Lets gather some stuff okay?"
"Okay. Im gonna head back to my place and get my stuff," He stood up and headed for the door.
"Just remember- no more than one carry-able duffel and get plenty of weapons. Come back here as soon as you're done, we have some figuring out to do," Bonnie said as she ushered him out of the door, "And hurry."
"Bonnie?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "Please be careful. Damon might come back; I don't like him too much,"
"Who does? And you worry too much. He won't come back, he has too much ego for that."
"Whatever, just be on the lookout,"
She rolled her eyes at him and shooed him out.
Bonnie POV:
Bonnie picked out a few sets of clothes and filled her bag with plenty of weapons. As she packed, she tried to figure out how to sneak into the Dark Dimension without a master. She came up blank. without Damon at their side, she and Mark really were in trouble.
Huh, and she actually had thought that Damon was capable of actual feelings. Ass hole. Traitor. Murderous fiend. She really did hate him. She couldn't believe that once upon a time she had felt something for him. She used to be such a stupid girl.
Her eyes fell on her closet with some of of her old stuff. Maybe she could figure something out. Someone rang the doorbell downstairs. 'Ahhh...just in time.'
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