Note: WELCOME TO DECEMBER! And welcome back to this little bit of Bamon (and the beloved Bonily). I know season six is well on its way to being a series of repressed memories, but this just couldn't be left the way it was. So, read it. Or don't. But if you do and it made you feel stuff, let me know, it's pretty cool when that happens. Alright. I'm leaving before the sun stroke sets in. Byeee XO


Better Than Forever

"What could be better than forever, I wonder? Surely nothing is better than the idea of everything? The chance at having it all? Oh but I'll tell you one thing that usurps the throne of eternity. It is here and now."


Everything she could see and feel was setting her ablaze. Even the voice, or rather voices that condemned her felt as though they were burning her from within. Then, just as suddenly, she heard Odette's voice and then – this.

"Odette?" Bonnie's voiced bounced and echoed in her ears, which was odd considering they were outside, somewhere, maybe the woods. A sudden light appeared between Odette's hands as she stood across from Bonnie, that she cast upward and it burned bright as a star, illuminating everything around them.

"You're finally here." Odette's smile was iridescent in the glittering luminescence above her.

"Where are we?" Bonnie asked, still feeling the discomfort from her pain earlier, something she was sure Odette had saved her from.

"While you're unconscious I've brought you to my realm."

"Your realm?" Bonnie echoed, "How do you have your own realm?"

"My dear, anything is possible when you're a Bennett."

She wasn't moving. Damon decided that he wouldn't either, not until Bonnie woke up and explained what the hell was actually going on. After about an hour of her lying on his bed motionless, he took her hand in his. Those dainty little fingers that held so much wrath in them; wrath he'd been on both ends of.

"Ooh," Damon huffed, his voice dropping down low to a whisper as he leaned closer to her, "I am so mad at you right now. You don't even know," He tilted his head as she remained unresponsive, so unlike her, "But more than that I need you to open your eyes Bon. Right now would be a great time to wake up and let me say I told you so." His teasing fell short as her hand stayed limp in his. He didn't like this. He didn't need this. How many times had he seen her like this? How many times was she going to dive head first into bullshit, convinced she could cope only to end up unconscious, or worse – dead. "Wake up," he hissed at her. "If you die because of some secret you kept from me I'm going to go to the ends of the Earth to bring you back and then I'll kill you myself."

Bonnie looked up to the sky as she heard Damon's voice like a whisper between the trees, she almost rolled her eyes when she made out what he was saying.

"He loves you, you know." Odette said with a small smile on her face.

"Can we focus on what's important please?" Bonnie sighed. "You said that anything is possible when you're a Bennett. What did you mean by that? What does it have to do with Lily?" Nodding, Odette clasped her hands together and looked to the ground, almost as though she were ashamed. When her eyes connected with Bonnie's they seemed on the verge of tears.

"There are those Bonnie, who seek out power in the most awful of ways," Unsurprisingly kai came to mind, "Magic is to them what blood is to a vampire." Bonnie stilled. "It's their life force, and their bodies' burn through power like ours at an alarming rate which only spurs on their hunger."

"But you and I Bonnie, we're different, even among our own kind. See, our souls have done the rarest thing – they've merged with our magic. Some witches strengthen that tether, by coming into their powers, wielding them, but never to this extent. It is why you cannot die, and why I…Why I am able to transfer my power from myself to another."

"You mean you can make someone else a witch?"

"I already have." Odette reminded her. Suddenly it all fell into place. "Giuseppe came to me when she was on her death bed. He'd tried everything by this point for her, rendered himself almost bankrupt with his urgency to heal her. Then he found me, and I saw an opportunity to leave my power in a host that was not of my kin. Someone who wouldn't be on the list of witches and witch families known by the Siphoners. My magic would be safe and so would she. So, I healed her and gave her the first half of my magic. Binding us, sure, but for the most part, putting a plan in motion to keep the both of us alive."

"What went wrong?"

"Someone got suspicious of her miraculous recovery. I suppose Giuseppe and I were too greedy in our mission. We acted too quickly. Word spread of witchcraft and Lily was hunted down."

"The vision I saw. That thing…" Bonnie's voice trailed off as she remembered Lily begging them to understand that it was just her, not her sons, she'd wanted them safe. "You died that night?"

"In a way." Odette said. "I had to turn her as well at the last minute, because the place I sent her to –"

"You knew she'd be trapped there for years."

"I thought she'd be trapped there until I could find my way back to myself on Earth and bring her home. But,"

"You're trapped too." Bonnie realised.

"I only had so much magic left in me the night I sent Lily away. It was nowhere near enough to bring me back to the earthly plane."

"That's why I'm here?" Bonnie guessed and Odette nodded.

"It's only a matter of time before they sense her return. I know she's cast a cloaking spell on herself in the interim. But it's enough to leave a scent, a trail, and a Siphon close enough will find her."

"There's a Siphon in Mystic Falls right now," Bonnie gasped as Odette paled, "I mean, I doubt he even knows any of this or is even involved, but he drains magic. Does that mean he can –"

"Sense it?" Odette finished for her, "I'm afraid so. We need to get you back into your body, you need to tell Lily."

"What about you?" Bonnie asked.

"Find my doppelganger," Lily said, "She has the spell and she is the key to bringing me back. They both looked up as Damon yelled her name again. "When are you going to tell her sons?"

"You know them?"

"I orchestrated their immortality."

"What?" Bonnie deadpanned. "They hate each other because of what happened."

"I had no control over their hearts." Odette shrugged, "Only their fate."

Bonnie awoke with a loud gasp, almost head butting Damon who'd taken to screaming at her face. When she blinked owlishly up at him she noted the receding flush covering his cheeks as he stared her down.

"Are you okay?" Damon asked. She swallowed, nodding, not trusting her voice yet. "Bonnie," he narrowed his eyes, "Are you okay?"

"Yes," She said finally, "Damon, I'm sorry, I –"

"For what?" He interrupted. "Lying to me, or lying here for the last two hours playing dead?"

"Both." She decided. "I'm sorry about both," she looked over his shoulder, realised they were alone in his bedroom. "Where's Lily?"

"Probably on the other end of the door," Damon said conversationally, the annoyed edge in his town however was clear as day. "But that's not important."

"Damon, it is –"

"Not to me," He spat, shutting her up. He took a breath and ran his hand over his face, "Sorry, I just. I can't do this. I thought I could," he pursed his lips, "You know, be trusting and let you and whoever else just pat my head and smile and say everything is going to be fine but that's not me." He clenched his jaw. "But that doesn't mean I don't trust you," he moved closer to her, "It's more actually because I feel like you don't trust me. That's what made me be so on edge."

"Damon I do trust you." Bonnie swore. "I do."

"Prove it." He challenged, matching her tone. "Tell me what's going on."

"She can't." Lily said as she stepped into the room, shutting the door in Elena's face. "Only I can."


Lily and Damon had been gone for about twenty minutes or so when Elena found Bonnie and Sarah in the kitchen, picking at the salad bowl between them. Bonnie was trying to assure Sarah that she was perfectly fine as they bickered over the last piece of feta in the bowl.

"Could we have a minute?" Elena phrased the question to Sarah, giving Bonnie little else to do but sit there while Sarah excused herself with a weary glance at her witch friend before leaving.

"What's…up?" Bonnie asked after Elena just sat there, saying nothing.

"Did you and Damon have sex when you were dead?" Bonnie's eyes bugged as she spun around to look at her friend head on. "I mean, look at me, what does it even say about my life that that sentence just came out of my mouth?"

"You tell me," Bonnie countered, "Since when would you ever accuse me of something like that?"

"Since, when –" Elena echoed as she ran her tongue over her bottom lip as she hummed in faux thought, "Well, since the fact that the day you came back it's basically been the Bonnie & Damon Show. Or, the way he looks at you, treats you, how protective he is." Bonnie scoffed and made to interrupt and got a hand in her face. "I'm not saying I don't want my boyfriend to care about my friends, but what I am saying is that when that starts to feel like it's at my expense –"

"It's probably all in your head?" Bonnie offered and watched as the corners of Elena's eyes tightened.

"You've never been a very good liar," Elena said, "Did you know that, Bonnie?" The vampire crossed her arms, "The least you could do is be honest with me…How long have you been in love with him?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Bonnie snapped. "Our best friend is in a cellar right downstairs because her mother died and she couldn't handle it so she turned herself into a monster. And then, we have another friend, your ex-boyfriend by the way, who turned it off too to save his niece Sarah, who's eavesdropping outside the door because we uprooted her life in some half-assed attempt at keeping her safe." Bonnie's arm had shot out to point at the door that Sarah was peeking out from. "On top of that, Lily's back, Kai's still here and I just had a hallucination from hell and all you want to talk about right now is the fact that you're jealous of Damon being my best friend?"

"I'm your best friend!" Elena pointed at her chest. "That's supposed to be me."

"Well, you should have tried acting like it instead of filling your head with asinine bull-shit."

"It's not bull-shit," Elena forged on, "You do feel something for him. Don't you?"

"Why is it so hard for you to understand love when it isn't yours?" Bonnie countered.

"Because I can see the way you two are together!" Elena's pitch rose, "I'm not stupid, it's the same way Damon and I started –"

"How dare you." Bonnie spat, "I am nothing like you." Elena looked like she'd been smacked.

"How could you say that?" She stammered.

"You literally just insulted yourself," Bonnie half rolled her eyes, "So spare me the water works and the self-righteous pity-party. I'm going to my room."

"Damon is mine." Elena called out after her. "Remember that." Bonnie stopped at the threshold and turned to look at her with a sad smile.

"Damon isn't a thing for you to have, Elena, he's a person. Just like you are. And I'd slow down if I were you before I took a tally of what I had a hold over in this house. You might have been the axis of all of this before he and I died, but this isn't just your story anymore, or what it is that you and your conscience stand to lose. And what you need to remember, is who the hell you're talking to." Bonnie's eyes flashed with promise. "Don't waste my time with this again, okay? I've got shit to do."


Bonnie and Sarah were just about to head out to the back garden when Lily and Damon came back. The room tensed as the two girls waited for him to have some kind of reaction. Bonnie looked to Lily who nodded discreetly before casting her eyes back on her son.

"Bon, can I have a minute?" He tugged her out back by the elbow before she could reply. When they stepped into the garden, she immediately crossed her arms to fend off the cold. Wordlessly he slipped out of his jacket and wrapped it around her. "She told me everything, more or less." He said eventually. Bonnie nodded.

"…And?" Bonnie fidgeted under his unreadable expression as he looked down at her.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm not mad. I get it now; I'm just sorry this is what it took for her to be honest with me. Who knows what could have happened to you." He gritted his teeth but she shook her head and put her hand on his chest. It calmed him as quickly as she pulled her hand away when she realised what she'd done.

"I don't want you to worry about that." Bonnie folded her arms. "Right now, the three of us need a plan. Odette came to warn me and the things that she warned me of know about me and Lily. So we're not safe anymore."

"Well, what do we need to do?" Damon asked.

"Remember my sorta-cousin Lucy?" He hummed. "She's Odette's doppelgänger, so we need her to get Odette back. Also, we need to get rid of Kai; he's basically the same type of Supernatural as the ones hunting down my bloodline. Sooo..."

"Kill Kai. Call Lucy. Resurrect her doppelgänger and somehow fight off these things that literally suck the magic right out of you. Anything else?"

"Oh. Get your brother and Caroline to turn their humanity on and get Sarah to a safe place."

"Of course," Damon's smile was cynical at best, "Luckily, we're two very capable, very thrifty supernaturals. Otherwise I'd be worried."

"I'm still worried." Elena spoke up, joining them on the balcony, "Especially about how I'm the only one besides Sarah who doesn't know what the hell is going on."

"We don't need you getting involved in this –" Damon started.

"By that do you mean this witch thing happening with Bonnie, or your thing happening with Bonnie?" Damon's face twisted in confusion and annoyance.

"I really don't have the time to play this game with you right now, Elena." He clenched his jaw, his back half turned to Bonnie – Elena wasn't ignorant to how inherently protective the stance was.

"Did you tell him?" She accused Bonnie.

"Tell me what?" Damon hissed exasperatedly craning his neck to look at Bonnie.

"Nothing. And No." Bonnie replied. "You two sort this out; I need to go talk to Lily about Odette." As she made to move past Elena, the vampire grabbed her elbow and pulled her roughly in between her and Damon.

"Stop. Lying." Elena spat.

"Whoa –" Damon tried to reach out to Bonnie, to intervene but she pushed both Elena and Damon off of her.

"Touch me like that again and I swear to god you'll regret it." Bonnie's eyes flashed. Her temper was rising and the last thing she needed to be doing was casting spells and helping the Siphons pin point her location but there was something Elena's indignant attitude that was just rubbing her the wrong way. Elena smiled and nodded to herself.

"Look at you, so desperate to hide the truth."

"The only one hiding anything is you!" Bonnie yelled. "What is it, huh? Did you wish it had been you that died with Damon? Is that it? Well, here's a clue: stop standing by while everyone else pays for each breath you fucking take."

"Easy," Damon exhaled through his nose as Bonnie pushed him out of the way as he tried to come between them. "Hey, enough –"

"You're so desperate to make this about Damon," Bonnie went on, "Like he couldn't possibly care about someone else if he wasn't having sex with them. What does that even say about the way you see him? Huh? But at the same time we know it's got nothing to do with him. It's me and you 'Lena, like it's always been. It's because I'm different now, it's because I say no. It's because my world doesn't revolve around you anymore. Am I getting closer?" Bonnie's smile was hard.

"Or maybe it's because you've had to fight for yourself now and you're quickly realising how utterly shit you are it." Bonnie went on. "Have I guessed it yet?" Elena opened her mouth but Bonnie shut it with her magic and a wave of her hand. "Next time you want to question my loyalty to my friends, understand this. You're the one I wrecked myself over. Pushed myself to hell and back for, more than once. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve to be spoken to or treated like this. Oh and newsflash, I do love Damon," Bonnie nodded, "He's my best friend, those two things kinda go hand-in-hand but I'm not about to try and ruin his happiness. So no," Bonnie growled, "I'm not a threat to your relationship. But from where I'm standing, you sure as hell are." With that, she looked over her shoulder at Damon for a split second before pushing past Elena and heading inside. The minute her foot crossed over the threshold, Elena gasped, getting control over her mouth again.

Steadying herself, she looked up at Damon who'd crossed his arms.

"What the fuck was that?" He hissed.