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All mistakes are all mines and there might be lots of them in this chapter. This was a bitch to write. Made change and add ons, I just had to finally stop editing.

Your reviews had me going last chapter. Some understood Bonnie's anger and others thought she was harsh. She was young, pregnant and emotional, she was definitely harsh, justifiably.

Also I have been writing little drabbles on this story of when Damon and Bonnie were sneaking around behind Jeremy's back. I post them on my tumblr bellavida0213. I can also posted them here if you guys want. I'll also take request for any drabble that fit with in the story.

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Fuck it. He was walking out this bitch with biggest cheesiest grin on his face. That nonchalant no fucks to give persona was getting pushed to the side today. Today was the day, he was being sprung from this bitch. A day he had been counting down to for last 913 days. So with the little brown box of the photos he collected over the years of his family in his hands, Damon walked down the walkway with a guard escort to his freedom.

Just outside the barb wire gate, stood Stefan leaned against Damon's blue baby camero. When the sight of his brother came into view, Damon's hurried his steps. The grin plastered on his face grew just a little wider as the guard open the front gate.

"Salvatore, this is the end of your stay with us. Don't bring your white ass back." The guard held open the gate for Damon to walk through.

"Not a fucking chance in hell you'll see my lily white ass back here" Damon laughed as he walked across the symbolic threshold to his freedom.

"Brother." Damon called out to Stefan as he stopped after walking through the gate. He took a good look at his little brother. Nothing really change about him, he still had that brooding look to him with the perfect hero hair he liked to tease him about.

Stefan's face lit up at the site of his older brother. The brother he emulated as a child. He rushed his brother throwing his arms around him. He held on to his older brother for dear life not wanting to lose him again. It had been a rough few years with Damon away. There was no one to turn to for advice on the crapfest that was his life. The only family left, he had extremely limited access to.

The emotions of the moment became too great and tears began to form in Stefan's eyes.

Damon cupped the back of Stefan's head relishing in the moment.

"I missed you. I'm glad this shit is over and you're home." Stefan pulled out of the hug and wiped his eyes.

"I'm happy I can put this ordeal behind me. Now let's stop weeping like little bitches and get the fuck out of here. I want to be as far away from this place as possible."

"Let's go!" Stefan said excitedly taking Damon's box and placing it in the trunk of the Camero. He turned around tossing the keys to Damon. "I figured you would want to drive your baby."

Damon ran his hands across the body of his car nodding his head at Stefan. Opening the door, he sunk into the driver's seat. He could have sworn his dick got hard at the feel on the leather seat.

Revving up the engine, he gunned the car down the road.

"Shit!" He screamed laughing. He missed this car, the feeling he had when he was behind the wheel. Many hours were spent in this Camero just cruising around lost in his head. This baby blue car was apart of his family.

Stefan looked over at his brother and laughed. This moment was bittersweet, it was a reminder of old times but also of what was missing from his life the last few years. The two had their ups and downs, one moment they were making each other lives miserable and the next they couldn't part from each other's side. Regardless of the state of the relationship, the two always had each other's back. They had gotten each other through some hard times, the death of their mother and than the death of their father.

"I better slow down. Don't need a run in with the cops after literally getting out of prison. Wouldn't want to give Bonnie anymore reasons to hate" Damon joked.

"I don't know if she hates you all too much." Sefan winced at the lie spewing from his mouth.

"You don't need to lie to save my feelings." Damon eyed his brother. "I know how she feels about me."

"Well, we did have a reasonable conversation about your welcome home party awhile back. Mind you we didn't talk about the implication of you being out meant. We keep things simple and light between us."

"You don't have an idea how she feels about my release." Damon nervously asked. Bonnie was such an unknown, he had no clue how to proceed with her.

"Not really. I just know she didn't want you release to me but the halfway house. She was pretty pissed about it, you know she stopped talking to us again because of it. Our relationship has been fucked since all this went down. She don't see me as her best friend just some random acquaintance that she has to tolerate because of our kids. It's like all the history we share was erased."

"Sorry about that by the way. I always thought she would have leaned on you but finding out that you kept from her what went down with Andie killed that."

Yeah, it just sucks. There has been moments that she lets her guard down and it like old times. It's really rare tho." Stefan said as he gazed at the passing scenery. "It doesn't matter. I'm still lying to her. She don't know I was doing the robberies with you. That it was actually my idea. It just fucking sucks that I lost my best friend, my little sister."

"She can never find out about that or that I could have gotten less time if I flipped on you. It will kill whatever chance we have with her. You want her to be your lil sis again and I want her to be my girl again. She can never find out." Damon knew if she found out they continued to lie to her all bets were off and they wouldn't stand a chance with her.

"Yeah. On another subject cause this is depressing. I got you that job at the shop, do you want to start next Monday or wait a couple weeks to get acclimated?"

"This is going to sound pathetic but I want to wait to see how things go with B.B. first."

"I understand, it doesn't hurt to try. She might be receptive to you seeing the kids." Stefan said. He wanted to be positive for his brother even though he had a feeling Bonnie would not let him near the kids. Being back in Bonnie's life was out of the question since she had moved on. A secret Stefan had been keeping to himself.

"I really hope so. I want my family back…." Damon drifted off getting lost in his head.

The hour drive from the prison to his family home, he imagined how he wish his reunion with Bonnie would play out. Of course in his head it played in his favor. There would no other man in her life, his children would know him as daddy and the tears that would be shed would be of happiness for his return. When in reality he wouldn't be surprised if she didn't breaking his nose the moment she saw his face. He was either getting hugs and kisses or a damn beat down.

After an hour of being lost in his head, he pulled up to his house. The house still looked the same except the colorful flowers that were planted in the front yard. It was still the same old beat up house that was his home. He made many shitty memories in this house but he also made some of his best memories. The first and last time he made love to Bonnie was done in this house.

He got out of the car and went to the trunk to pull out his box. "Nice flowers. I see blondie is trying to give this shit house a more feminine touch."

"Wait till you see the inside. But don't worry alright your room remained untouched."

"You kept my room the same?" Damon questioned.

"Yeah of course. I did add a few things to it. You'll see what I did. I kept my room. Caroline used dad's old room for the kids' room. She figured with you eventually getting out that the kids would be staying some nights here and they can all share. She set the room up last week. It looks nice."

A shrieking sound drew the brothers out of their conversation. Both turned towards the door to see Caroline with Arianna on her hip rushing towards them. When she reached Damon he wrapped his arms around her hugging her tightly.

"Hey blonde and baby blonde." Damon said with a smirk.

Pulling away Care rolled her eyes. "Surprisingly I missed your stupid nicknames."

"I surprisingly missed you too. She's beautiful." Damon said with unshed tears starting to build up in his eyes. Not only had he missed his own children's first few years, he also missed his niece's first years.

"Thanks. She looks like me." Care beamed.

"Nah, she gets it from Stefano." Damon said lightly slapping Stefan's cheek a few time.

Stefan snorted. "Let's go inside."

Damon laughed as he followed them inside the house.

Stefan was not lying when he said Caroline made changes to the house. This was a completely different house from the one he grew up in. He wasn't sure how he felt about the changes as he walked around the living room.

"Do you like what I did?" Care giddily asked.

"Um.." Damon started but didn't finish when photos caught his eye. He made his way to the entertainment center seeing old family photos from before his mother passed away. A few of the photos even had a baby face curly headed Bonnie in them.

"I found those photos in the attic. Can you believe that? Look how young you guys look. Damien looks just like you when you were a baby."

"Yeah." Damon said clearing his throat.

Sensing that his brother was becoming a little overwhelmed, Stefan stepped in. "How about we go get you settled?" Stefan gave Caroline a small smile.

"Sorry." Caroline whispers.

"It's alright. These just bring back so many memories. We might have been poor as fuck but we had a great time." Damon said reflecting back on their early childhood.

"Yes we did. The fake wrestlemanias and you two being the grooms in our fake weddings." Caroline's eyes twinkled at the memories.

"Bonnie refused to be tied down to Damon. I ended up being her groom everytime." Stefan laughed.

"That was cause grams always said I was going to be a heartbreaker." Damon smirked a little thinking how right Sheila actually was. "Do you think if mom or grams was still around if things would have turned out different. You know?"

"Grams would have beat our asses for the way we ran the streets in high school." Caroline said laughing thinking of the woman she considered a second grandmother.

"She would have." Stefan agreed. "But I wouldn't want anything to change even if they were alive still. I had fun. It might have sucked and is hard at times but I have beautiful daugher."

"It's easy for you to say that you wouldn't change a thing, you didn't get to miss out of your children's lives."

"You're right, I didn't."

Damon just nodded his head and went to his room.

When he walked in he was relieved that it was still the same old room nothing changed excepted the pictures he had destroyed in a fit was replaced. When he got a closer look he noticed that the pictures were fairly new and some of them actually contained Bonnie.

"If you want to take them down you can. I didn't know if you wanted new pictures hung up or not." Stefan said walking into the room.

"I love them. Bonnie...Bonnie looks real beautiful. She womanly now." Damon said admiring a picture of her.

"She is breathtakingly beautiful. You'll see when you go over there." Stefan smirked at his brother.

Damon rubbed his face in frustration and turned to face Stefan. "I want to run there now but I can't. I'm fucking nervous."

"You'll be fine. Just don't expect much." Stefan still didn't have the heart to tell him that Bonnie had moved on with her life. Him being welcomed into his children's lives didn't include Bonnie's as well.

"Alright. Enough of this sentimental shit. Let me shower and get this jail funk off of me before I head over there."

"Well good luck." Stefan said slapping his brother's back.

"If luck is on my side. I won't be home tonight." Damon said not believing his own words.


"Where's Damon going?" Care asked Stefan as she watch a nervous Damon walk out the front door.

Seeing the pointed look she received from Stefan told her exactly where Damon was heading. This night could end in disaster. Damon was know for lashing out when he was hurt. She had a feeling tonight would end in heartache.

"Oh god." She sighed. "Do you think that's a good idea?"

"Not really, a lot of things could go down. He could get really hurt." Stefan was worried for his older brother. He didn't want any setbacks on Damon's reintroduction into the real world. But how can you tell a man to hold off on seeing his cherished family.

"He has been through enough and just got out today, do you want him to go through that?"

"Of course not. It just a fuck up situation all around. I want him to have the perfect reunion and I know in reality he is not going to get. He has to try."

"Yeah. What makes it worse is he doesn't know that she has someone that been in her life now for a year. Is he going to be there?" Care ask.

"No, thank god. They're doing a Mikaelson poker night with their father." Stefan was thankful Bonnie's relationship wouldn't be thrown in Damon's face tonight.


An hour had passed before Damon finally got the nerve to get out his car and start the climb up to Bonnie's apartment. He had been sitting there staring at the building lost in his treacherous thoughts.

He kept think of all the what if's.

What if she still hated him and wanted nothing to do with him? Could respect her wishes and not be apart of her life.

What if she broke down in tears, could he handle knowing he was the cause of them? He already hated himself as it was.

What if by some miracle she wanted to make up for lost time, did he even remember how to make love. Would it be pleasurable for her?

He shook his head to clear it and began to ascend the stairs.

The closer he got to her door he could hear little giggles coming from the condo. The children's laughter cause his chest to constrict painfully. He was about to lay eyes on them for the first time in years. His emotions were a jumbled mess.

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

"Mommy." he heard a little girl scream. He could only guess that it was his little girl Antonella.

"It looks like we got a visitor. I wonder who it could be." he heard Bonnie's melodious voice.

His heart started to pound against his rib cage when he heard her voice. Feeling he was moments for passing out, he took another deep breath.

The door slowly opened revealing Bonnie with a little boy who was almost the exact replica of himself on her hip.

Time seemed to slow as Damon looked upon the love of his life for the first time in two and half years.

His eyes got lost in her jade colored ones.

An instant numbness overcame Bonnie. All thoughts fled her brain as she looked at the unexpected visitor. This couldn't be happening so soon she thought. This just couldn't be happening. She wasn't prepared for this. No! she thought to herself.

Her lips began to quiver as she held her baby boy closer to her for comfort. The children have always been her safe haven. When life went to shit around her, she would hold them close thanking god for them being in her life. They were light in a sea of darkness.

Damon could do nothing but stare at her. He so badly wanted to reach out and touch her but he could not move. He could barely speak.

Struggling to breath and not hyperventilate, he croaked out "Hi…"

Bonnie couldn't respond, she was rendered speechless. Silent tears began to cascaded down her cheeks as she gazed at the ghost from her past. The man that fathered her children. The once love of her young life.

"Hi!" Ella screamed waving her hand wildly in the air. "Hi...Hi."

"Hi!" Damien waved from his mother's arms at the unknown man.

"Hello, mini-me." Damon gave his little boy a small wave.

"Mommy, look!" Ella screamed running to Bonnie to get her attention.

Damon moved his eyes to his excited little girl and smiled brightly. He couldn't believe how big she had gotten. The last time he saw her she was barely crawling. Now she was a hyperactive toddler.

Stepping further into the doorway, he squatted down to gather her in his arms.

With her in his arms, he couldn't hold the tears at bay any longer. Tears streamed down his face wetting her wild black curls.

In a daze, Bonnie looked upon the father daughter reunion not believing this was real, that this had to be some kind of dream. She needed to touch him for confirmation that he was truly here. Reaching a shaky hand, she brushed her fingertips against his cheek.

Damon closed his eyes as he felt Bonnie's dainty fingers on his skin savoring this moment.

Feeling Ella squirm in his arms, he released the hyper little girl. He watched her run around the the living room to picking up toys.

He cupped Bonnie's hand to his cheek before releasing it to kiss her palm.

Seeing her tear stained face his heart breaks. He didn't deserve her tears rather they be of sadness or happiness. He wasn't worth a single tear shed.

"Don't cry." he stood reaching out and wiping her tears away.

At the feel of his hand on her, Bonnie stepped back.

Damien seeing his mother cry began to cry as well wrapping his hands around her neck.

"Awww don't cry, baby boy." Damon was becoming flustered. Bonnie had not utter a single word. She just cried and stared at him with wide eyes. He had no clue what she was thinking or even feeling.

"Mommy, who is him?" Ella cried out running to stand between the two of them.

Looking at the now confused toddler, Damon squatted back down again reaching out and took Ella's hand in his own.

"My little bambina, I'm your…"

"No, don't." Bonnie said finally coming out of her stupor. Hearing him about to refer to himself as daddy when he was the furthest thing from it brought her back to the reality of situation unfolding around her. This man has not been in the picture because of his own stupid actions. She, herself, has been holding it down for the last few years. She carried the burden of providing and raising her children on her shoulders. She did it all alone. The father of these babies, the supposed love of her life was prison cell.

Damon looked up at Bonnie, surprised she finally spoke.

Bonnie just rolled her eyes at him feeling anger flood her system before taken Ella's hand and leading her to the living room. Placing a now calm Damien on the couch, she picked up Ella and placed her next to her brother.

"Babies sit here and watch tv while mommy talks to her...her friend." she stumbled over her words. "I'll be back."

She walked back to the doorway and pushed Damon out the door before softly closing the door.

She took a deep breath to calm the array of emotions flooding her system. When she looked up at Damon, she latched on to the anger she built up over the years for the man that now faced her.

"Bonnie." Damon said softly stepping closer to her.

She halted any further moment with a raised of her hand. Closing her eyes she willed herself to stop the flow of tears.

"I don't know what to fucking think." She said out loud to herself. "This can't be happen so soon."

Respecting her wish to keep his distance, Damon just stood there and watched her have a mini break down. But his skin crawled with need for him to reach out and pull her in his arms to comfort her.

"Bonnie...baby." He called out from his spot when he saw her start pacing in front of the door.

She stopped pacing and faced him with her tear streak face. "I can't believe you would just show up here!" she screamed.

Damon flinched at the sudden change of demeanor. "I've been waiting for this moment for two and half years. I needed to see you and my children in the flesh so of course I would come here."

"Well you saw us. You can leave now!" Bonnie said through clenched teeth.

"What?! No! I want to spend time with my family, start to get us back on track."

"We're not you family anymore. We haven't been in two and half years."

He felt like he had been smacked in the face hearing her say that. They would always be a family no matter what occurred.

Clearing his throat to rid the pain in his voice before speaking "Those kids are my flesh and blood, they are my family. Hell you are too regardless if we are together or not. Nothing can change that."

"Those kids...don't even know who you are. You're not daddy to them, you're just some man that paid us a visit just now." Bonnie sneered at him. Gone was the shock of seeing him and now in its place was years of fury and hurt.

"I can get to know them now!" He yelled. "I'm back! I can be a daddy to them. And I can be what you need me to be." he whispered the last part.

"We don't need you to be anything to us. We made it this far without you and we will continue to do so."

"Bonnie..." her name came out like a prayer.

"Goodbye, Damon." Bonnie said turning to open the door. When her hand touch the knob, she felt herself being swung around and pressed against the door.

"Don't do this. I love you... I love our babies. I need you guys in my life. Please don't do this." he pleaded with her as he cupped her face.

Closing her eyes, she let a few rogue tears fall. When her eyes open she was met with icy blue pleading eyes. "I didn't do this...you did. You abandoned us and I'm not going to let it happen again to us."

She gently removed his hands from her face avoiding looking at him. The davisation written on his face was twisting her insides. This had to be done. He couldn't be allowed to walk back in their lives. She was their mother, she need to protect them...she also needed to protect herself.

The sight of her closing the door on him damn near killed him. None of the negative scenarios he had imagine could prepare him for the painful feelings he was feeling at the moment. It felt as if his heart was slowly being extracted from his chest. The hand that was doing the extraction was Bonnie's. She was ripping his heart out. He guessed it was karma since he did the same to her.

The most painful part was that the family that haunted his dreams for years was now in his grasp but he was being denied of them. Bonnie seemed determined not to include him in their lives. Now all he could do was watch from afar. He didn't know what was worse being completely out of their lives or watching from the sidelines.

When Bonnie made it into her house she fell to her knees finally allowing the pain of seeing him again wash over her. Her emotions had been wreaking havoc on her from the moment she open the door to him. She always figured when they did come face to face all she would feel was anger from his multiple betrayals; however, that wasn't the case. Looking upon that face she used to love, her heart shattered again.

What truly amazed her and she would never be able to explain was that for a split second as her fingertips grazed his cheek a euphoric peace settled in her heart. It was as if she was relieved at his presence. When in fact she had been dreading the moment she would lay eyes on him again.

Wiping her tears, Bonnie buried the cyclone of feels deep down and focus on what truly mattered, her children.

"Alright my loves." Bonnie said raising from her spot on the floor. "Who wants to come give mommy a hug and kiss."


Bonnie stood in the doorway of the dark room watching the rise and fall of her babies' chests. Ever since Damon left, she had been latched to her children like they were her security blanket. The two provided a peaceful calm to her soul. The swirl of extreme emotions were at easy when she focused on her babies.

She walked into the room and kissed each child's forehead before whispering good night.

Closing the door after walking out, she inhaled and exhaled a large breath. It was now time to face the firing squad. After the day's event, Bonnie called her confidantes and explained in a shaky voice what happened.

When she walked into the living room she could feel the eyes on her. She gave her two long time friends a sad smile and sat down.

"I don't know where to start. I haven't been able to think since seeing his face. Everything has been on autopilot." She picked up her wineglass and took a healthy swallow.

"Did you not know he was getting out today?" Kat asked while sipping her wine.

"No! There was no fucking fair warning." Bonnie screeched.

"Girl, you knew he was getting out soon. His welcome back party is this weekend." Lafayette said.

"I never really paid attention when Caroline was giving me the details plus that was awhile ago. And you know no one speaks his name in my presence. So I forgot all about it. When I opened that door I wasn't expecting him to be in my face." Bonnie said rolling her eyes. It was a complete shock when she open her door to him.

"Girl, this is Damon we're speaking about. It's amazing he didn't take his butt here sooner or that he didn't assault you with his tongue." Lafayette sassed.

"You know he hasn't felt a woman's touch in years. He had to come get his release." Kat snickered.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes at Katherine. "He better hit up a strip club for that release." she snapped.

"Sorry." Katherine whispered. She tend to forget about Damon cheating. He was so over the top in love with Bonnie, it was shocking when the word spread he cheated days before his court sentencing. After he went away, they had one gab session and all talks regarding Damon was nonexistence. He had became a taboo subject unless Bonnie herself brought him up.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm on edge and all over the place. I figured I had more time to sort everything out or to just leave town when he was released."

"What do you mean leave town?" Faye questioned.

"I had planned that we would visit Lucy for a bit or even go stay near campus."

"You can't run from this. You knew you had to face him sometime." Faya said.

"I'm not running from him. I just don't want him all in my face! That's the main reason I wanted him to go to the halfway house. It's two damn towns over. With him there I don't have to look over my shoulder. There is no risk in having to see the man that abandoned me everyday, that abandoned my children and that on top of all that cheated on me."

"Bonnie, one day you are going to have to deal with him if not for you but the kids. That's their father." Katherine said.

"They don't know who he is. He is no father to them. He abandoned them. He just like my mother." Bonnie said wiping a few tears away. This conversation was quickly draining what little sanity she had left. She couldn't understand why they were trying to force Damon on her, he did this not her.

"It's not the same, your mother left for selfish reasons. He did what he did to provide for you."

"Do you know what it feels like to be abandoned? No. Cause of him now my kids are going to know that feeling." She hated the fact that she grew up with no mother unlike all the other little girls that had one. She had no one to turn to when she need advice on boys, periods, make up or any other things girls talked to their mothers about.

"They're young enough if you let him back in their lives that they won't remember him ever being gone." Katherine tried to reason with her.

"And what happens if he doesn't get it together. Are they supposed to sit on the sidelines and watch him go in and out of prison? What am I supposed to do? Stand by his side. I think not. I've moved on completely. There is no going back. I hate him."

"I thought you worked passed all that anger. Did you really move on?" Lafayette questioned. All the anger and hurt seemed too fresh to Lafayette. After all these years and her supposedly had moved on, the anger should have dissipated by now. She seemed almost unreasonably upset.

"Yes I did." Bonnie said incorrigibly.

"Or do you still love him?"

Umm Miss Bonnie, do you still love him?

I tried to play off the anger Bonnie showed in canon when Damon came back from desiccation. Cause that was not no platonic anger she had. That was some my lover left me type anger.

This is going to be bumpy angsty ride.

Let me know what you think and who you think Bonnie's new man is .