Downstairs Damon and Alaric were startled by Bonnie's screams. They were so loud that they broke into the conversation that the two men were having. The two of them exchanged looks with wide eyes. They wondered what was making her scream all of a sudden.

"What in hell is going on up there?" Alaric asked out loud.

Damon listened to her screams and there were mainly two types of reasons that a person screamed for negative reasons. Either that person was in fear or they were in some type of physical pain and Bonnie's screams were the one of someone who was suffering through some type of physical pain.

This immediately worried Damon. "Shit, something just went wrong."

Alaric stated. "It almost sounds like someone is attacking her."

Damon didn't wait where he was any longer to try to find out who or what was causing Bonnie to scream. He just knew that he needed to get to her. Slamming down his half empty beer bottle on the table, Damon ran towards the stairs and sprinted up them two at a time with Alaric following closely behind him.

He bursted through her guest room to see Bonnie on the floor, in a fetal position yelling out in physical pain. There was no one else in the room with her now besides himself and Alaric and he could see no signs of visible injury, but it was obvious that something was causing her pain.

"Bonnie?" Damon called out in question with deep concern and worry in his voice.

But, Bonnie didn't answer him at first she just clutched at her sides yelling out in pain.

"What's happening to her?" Alaric asked alarm in his voice.

"I don't know, Ric." Damon said. "Bonnie?"

More screams of pain came from her.

Trying a different approach, Damon zoomed over to her and kneeled down besides her. "Bonnie, tell me what's going on please."

"It hurts, Damon." Her voice was strained with the scrams. "So, bad."

Feeling his heart lump into his throat, Damon asked. "What hurts? Tell so that we can help."

She squeezed her eyes shut. "My mid section and torso. It's like the worst pain that I have ever felt in my life?"

"On a scale of one to ten?" Alaric asked it may have been a dumb question with what she had just said but he was honestly trying to find out so that he could help.

"Like a twenty." Bonnie replied, facial features contorted in pain.

Alaric shook his head. "What could be causing the pain?"

When it hit him Damon cursed. "It's another symptom of the hex it has to be. They are coming on more rapidly now."

"But, the curse gave her a month to live, right?" Alaric questioned.

"Yeah, but it also was designed to make the person that the curse was inflicted upon to suffer before they die and that's what is happening right now." Damon pointed out. "Fuck this hex."

"Damn, you're right." Alaric mumbled.

The pain continued to wreak havoc on Bonnie's body. "Do something to make it stop, please."

Hearing the tone of her voice crushed Damon's heart because he hated more than anything seeing the woman that he loved in pain. He felt helpless but he still wanted to say something that would comfort her.

"We will." Damon told her. "Just hold on."

"I'll try to." Bonnie groaned. "Please, hurry okay."

Thinking that she would at least be more comfortable on the bed than the floor Damon picked her up and carried her towards the bed laying her down on it. "Here you go." He directed at her.

Bonnie could only keep screaming and yelling out in pain.

It sounded like someone was putting her through some kind of torture tool and Damon couldn't stand it. He turned to Alaric who was looking on with a helpless expression on his face.

"We need to do something to help her right now." Damon told him, panic in his tone.

Alaric frowned. "What can we do? She's under a fucking curse."

Damon gestured widely. "I don't know finding anything that will ease the pain that she's in at least. Even if it's not anything that will break the curse."

Alaric could see that hearing Bonnie in so much pain was shaking his friend to his core. "I hope that there is, but what if there isn't?"

"Come on, Ric." Damon returned. "You are smart. There must be something that you think that you can do, because right now telling me that there is nothing that we can do is not an option."

He looked from Damon to Bonnie and back again. "Alright, Alright….there might be something actually?"

"What is it?" Damon wanted to know.

"It's something that could help." Alaric commented. "But, at this point I can't guarantee that it will work."

The blue eyed vampire was willing to go to any lengths to ease Bonnie's pain. "Go and get it then, whatever it is."

"Okay, but I have to leave the boarding house to get it." Alaric said.

Damon waved impatiently. "Just go and hurry, please."

"I'll be back as soon as I can." Alaric left the room.

Alone with her now, Damon turned to Bonnie who was writhing in the bed in pain and still screaming out.

He rushed over to her. "Alaric's going out to get something that can help you."

"He's getting what?" Bonnie asked. "What could help me right now because it doesn't feel like anything could."

"It's going to help, Ric's a smart and resourceful guy." Damon tried to reassure the both of them.

"I hope so." Bonnie cried out. "Because I don't think that I can stand this for any longer."

The emotions of seeing her in this state overwhelmed Damon and he had to briefly close his eyes to hold himself together. "I know and I'm sorry, I hate that this is happening to you right now."

Tears started to stream down, Bonnie's face. "I just want it to go away right now."

Seeing her cry and the immense amount of agony that she was in nearly broke Damon. But, he told himself not to break down because he knew that Bonnie needed him to be strong for her in that moment.

"I know, I know." Damon muttered "I would take all of your hurting away at this very moment if I could."

"This is so unfair, I didn't do anything to deserve this." Her voice trembled.

He eyed her with an emotional, pained expression. "No, you didn't do anything to deserve this….Is there anything at all that I can do to help until Alaric gets back."

Bonnie replied. "Holding me might help, I guess."

"Okay, then I'll hold you." Damon climbed into the bed with her. "Come over here, little witch."

She moved over to him and leaned her body against his.

Damon wrapped his arms around her. "I've got you, I'll always have you."

Bonnie swallowed. "It hurts so much right, now."

"Shhh." Damon whispered stroking her hair.

Not being able to handle the pain, Bonnie openly wept and sobbed in his eyes.

The dark haired vampire had to blink back unshed tears to prevent his own self from crying. He held her as she cried and screamed through the pain and willed Alaric to hurry up with whatever he had to help Bonnie.

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It was slightly after two in the morning when Alaric had come back. The last couple of hours had been hell for Bonnie physically. The pain stayed on being immense and it didn't get better and it didn't seem like it was ever come to an end. She was on the verge of passing out a couple of times because the pain was that bad.

She had stopped screaming but only because her voice had gotten tired from all of the screaming that she had done before. Now she only could quietly groan at the pain, as her skin had broken out in a cold sweat with the agony that her body was struggling through.

Emotionally for Damon is had been like hell seeing her go through something like that. He could only be there and offer comforting words to her and hold her as he grew more angry with each hour that passed by in seeing her like this. It angered him that he couldn't find a way to stop her pain.

Alaric stepped into the room with a needle and an UV bag. "I may have found something."

Turning to him Damon asked. "What is that stuff?"

Holding up the IV bag Alaric answered. "It's medicine that will help hopefully."

"You really think that it will help with her pain?" Damon wanted to know.

"With the pain that she is in and the type of curse that she is under, I doubt if there is something man made that can take her pain completely away right now." Alaric spoke.

Damon furrowed his brow. "Then what is it suppose to do then?"

Alaric said. "Sedate her, put her under some and get her body to relax. It will get her drowsy but not quite put her to sleep."

"And that's going to really help her?" Damon questioned.

"This is the best thing that I could think of." Alaric shrugged. "If will relax the brain and in return she will be sedated enough to at least have some comfort or ease while she is in pain. This stuff is pretty strong so I think that it will be of some help."

Damon eyed the IV bag. "You sure that there aren't some drugs in that thing that will do more harm than good to her body?"

"Man, you know that I wouldn't offer this if there was some type of bad shit in this." Alaric muttered. "This might be all that we could do for her until the others get back here with the cure."

Rubbing at the back of his neck Damon sighed. "Alright, go ahead and give it to her and see what it does."

Alaric returned. "Then, I just need a standing pole or something that I can hang this up on."

"Down the hall a few doors to your left, there should be something that you can find in there." Damon told him.

"I'll be right back." Alaric gave a single nod of his head before quickly leaving the room.

Damon approached the bed where Bonnie was laying down in. "Bonnie?"

She looked at him from her spot on the bed. "Yes, Damon?"

"Ric just brought something over that could help you out. IV fluid." Damon explained. "It's going to sedate you and make you drowsy. Need to know if you are okay with taking it."

Bonnie shifted in the bed. "I'll take whatever it is that can help ease the agony that I am in right now."

Damon nodded at her. "Alright, then."

Alaric came in carrying a makeshift IV pole, he put the pole besides the bed next to Bonnie and carefully hung up the IV bag on it. Grabbing the needle he opened it out of the package and leaned down towards Bonnie.

"I'm about to stick you with this needle." Alaric told her for a warning. He knew that not every person was able to take a needle and that some people were able to handle it better than others.

"It's fine." Bonnie stated. "I've never been afraid of needles really."

That comment made Damon smile some because it just proved all the more how tough she was.

Alaric took her arm and picked a spot, be rubbed on it with some rubbing alcohol before sticking the needle into her arm.

The injection of the needle into her skin stung some and yet compared to the excruciating that she was currently in the needle was nothing in comparison.

Taking the tube of the IV Alaric put the end into the small hole that the needle had made. Then he secured the tube on her arm with a piece of tape. "There you're all set."

"Thank you, Ric." Bonnie directed at her former teacher.

Alaric returned. "I just hope that it works."

Damon stood back and watched as the clear, liquid medicine started to drip the the tube of the IV and into the blood vein in Bonnie's arms. For a few moments he and Alaric waited to see what was going to happen.

After a while Bonnie started to feel sedated and a little drowsy.

"How is it going, Bonnie?" Alaric wanted to know.

"It's working." Bonnie replied her eyelids getting heavy with the sedation of the medicine dripping into her system.

Watching as the tension went out of her body and she started to relax more than she had been able to, Damon said. "Good."

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Just before sunrise Caroline arrived at the boarding house with extreme concerns over hearing that Bonnie was in an extreme amount of pain and had developed another symptom from the illness.

"Are you sure that nothing can be done about her pain?" Caroline wanted to know as she and Damon were discussing things down stairs.

"Nothing can be done." Damon confirmed.

"Have you tried taking her to the hospital?" Caroline questioned.

"The doctors there wouldn't be able to find anything that would cure her from being sick." Damon stated with a grim expression.

Caroline spoke. "I know that they wouldn't be able to cure her from being sick. But, they could have medicine there that could ease her pain maybe."

Damon shook his head. "Nothing that they have there could ease the pain."

"Are you sure?" Caroline's tone was stressed. "Not even morphine."

"Remember that this isn't some common illness or some type of regular medical emergency that causes a human being to be in extreme pain. All of the medicines and technological advances in medicine are designed to treat the things that causes normal human illnesses and pain." Damon went on. "This isn't normal. It's a curse, a hex that they doctors wouldn't even be able to find an answer to. Because it would be something that they have never seen before."

"The witches or warlocks who designed the hex made it so that the person couldn't be cured or helped with modern medicines. The only thing that's going to cure Bon and take away her pain is the curse being broken through magic." He finished.

The blonde massaged at her temples with her fingers. "Right, we just need to hope that the others will find the cure soon and be back with it."

"I trust that Stefan, Abby and Alekzander will be able to get back in with the cure. With more than enough time to spare." Because that was what he needed to believe in order to keep the faith.

"How is she doing currently?" Caroline asked.

Damon sighed. "She is upstairs resting right now and just fell asleep thirty minutes ago. She was in pain all night last night and into this morning."

Caroline frowned. "And she is able to rest and sleep through all of that pain?"

"Alaric, he gave her something to sedate her and to help her mind and body relax." Damon directed. "It's not enough to take the pain away but at least itself enough to allow her to rest some."

"At least there is that." Caroline commented. "It just makes me so angry to see her have to go through this. Bon, is the sweetest woman that I ever will have the honor to know and have as a friend in my life. She's the last person that deserves to go through any of this bullshit that life has handed out to her."

"You and me both." Damon agreed.

Caroline's eyes scanned over his face. She could tell that Bonnie being sick was taking a toll on him and that it was tearing him apart on the inside. "How are you holding up?"

Damon ran a hand through his hair. "I'm trying to remain strong, you know for her."

Caroline pointed out. "But, that's difficult."

"It always is when you see someone that you care about hurting or in pain." Damon stated. "Part of me feels like Kai is winning now."

"Kai is not winning a damn thing." Caroline scoffed. "He's dead, He is so dead that his soul doesn't even exist on this planet no longer. He's not winning."

"But, he inflicted this hex upon Bonnie with the goal of making her suffer and die." Damon swallowed. "And when we rescued Bonnie on that night he let it be clear to me that part of his revenge would be in me having to watch Bonnie be sick and in agony and not being able to do anything to stop it. And seeing her have to hurt so much through this illness, Kai is getting what he wanted in making me feel helpless in having to watch her go through this shit."

Caroline shook her head. "He'll only get what he wants if you allow this misplaced guilt at Bonnie being sick to over take you."

In response to this Damon said nothing.

"While Bonnie is sick and suffering right now because of that twisted psychopath, he hasn't won anything. His ultimate goal was to be the one to watch Bonnie die at the cause of a curse that he put on her. He never expected that we would find out where they were and that she would be saved and that his plans would be ruined." Caroline went on. "He told you that his revenge was you having to watch Bonnie be sick because he was bitter that you have found her and that you are always the one to save her whenever he tries to hurt her. It was a last ditch effort to get back at you from him because he knew that he had failed in keeping Bonnie for a whole month and watching her die."

Caroline added. "And in the end he's not going to get what he wants because Bonnie is not going to die. She's going to be cured and she's going to get better. Then she's going to keep moving on with her life and not letting any of the hell that he has put her through hold her down. Her best revenge against Kai Parker will be living a long and happy life with all of the people that she loves and cares about while he is dead and no longer here. In the end he has failed because no longer how many times he came after her he was never able to truly break the script of Bonnie Bennett. He's dead and she is still living so I would very much say that Kai is the one that has lost in this situation."

Damon shifted on his feet. "You're right, as long as Bonnie wins in the end and comes out on top that is what matters the most."

Caroline gestured. "I'm going upstairs to check on her now if you don't mind."

"Go ahead." Damon returned. "I'm sure that she will appreciate your company a ton once she wakes up."

With that the blonde vampire headed towards the stairs to see her friend.

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While Caroline was in the guest bedroom with Bonnie, Damon went outside on the back lawn to take some time to himself. The sun had just risen in the air now, casting everything into an every morning light.

Damon needed sometime to himself because of all of the overwhelming emotions that were overtaking him. Not being able to see Bonnie so sick and in so much pain was making him hurt and breaking his heart on the inside. He willed that the cure would be brought back to her soon.

And besides being heartbroken and devastated at seeing her in such a state, Damon Salvatore was pissed. He was pissed, angry and furious.

Bourbon was usually what he used to smooth his nerves whenever he felt like his anger and emotions were about to get out of control, but it was too early in the morning even for him for bourbon. So, instead he picked the option of having himself a mug of coffee instead.

Bonnie being so ill had him feeling the type of rage that only felt when someone fucked with the people that he loved. It had his blood boiling and he was filled with fury and rage directed at Kai. Even though Kai was no longer around anymore, Damon still wished that he could grab Kai with his bare hands and slowly torture the bastard in the most painful way as he possibly could for putting this curse on Bonnie. With each scream of pain that Bonnie had made, Damon envisioned all the more ways that he would have made Kai suffer if he was still alive. He would make sure to do it in a way that had Kai begging for mercy in the end.

But there wasn't anything that could be done now. What had been done was already done and Kai was dead and had to endure a brutal death. He couldn't hurt or harm Bonnie anymore and Damon knew that was what he had to focus on. Seeing Bonnie so ill right now just made it more satisfying at the fact that he had watched Kai painfully break apart from the spell that Alekzander did to him. That scene brought a smirk to Damon's face. Some might think that he was cold and ruthless to enjoy watching a person die in such a brutal way. But, he didn't give a damn because Kai had gotten everything that had come to him.

Still Damon had this rage inside of him that he knew that he needed to get out because at this point it wouldn't be of any help to Bonnie. So, he tried to think of a way to unleash the anger inside of him and spotted an outside vase that had been at the boarding house for a while. He bought that vase because he had loved the look of it and thought that it matched with the outside decor of the boarding house. But at the moment that vase was what was needed in order for him to let out his anger. It was better than letting it out on a human being which was what he used to do when he was pissed off. He had changed now though and tried to find better and more healthier ways to unleash his emotions.

Approaching the vase, Damon picked it up and gave it a good look before heaving it at the wall with a short yell. The vase crashed into the wall and broke into hundreds of pieces. Looking down at the broken vase Damon did feel a little better and not as rage filled know that he had been able to let his anger out instead of keeping it all instead.

Taking a deep breath he gathered himself and calmed himself down. Bonnie needed him to stay calm at a time like this and that's what he was going to try his best to do. He headed back instead of the house to pour himself another mug of coffee to smooth his nerves.

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At four 'o'clock that evening Damon received a call. Picking up his phone he saw on the caller I.D. that it was Stefan. And he had never been gladder to see his brother calling him because he knew that the call most likely meant.

"Stefan." Damon answered.

"Hey." Stefan replied from his phone. "I have the news that you have been waiting to hear. We found the flower plant that is needed for the potion. Now Abby, Alekzander, and me are in the car right now about to head to the airport."

"Finally." Damon grumbled. "It's about damn time."

Stefan could hear the impatience in his brother's voice. "We went searching for the plant as fast a we could. However, hiking through a jungle to a remote location isn't easy. Not even for two vampires and a witch."

Damon returned. "I know that and if it sounds like I'm blaming you I'm not. It's just that things have been very rough here every since last night."

Stefan caught onto it. "With Bonnie?"

"Yeah, she has gotten worse." Damon said.

"Worse how?" Stefan wanted to know.

"She's in a ton of pain." Damon explained. "You weren't here to hear her screams but it sounded like she was being tortured or something. It was awful to have to watch her go through that. It's another symptom of the curse."

On the other side of the phone Stefan cursed. "Sorry, to hear about that man. Wish that we could have gotten her the cure before that happened."

Damon pinched the top of his nose. "It's fine at least you guys are on your way with the cure now."

"Is she still in a lot of pain?" Stefan questioned.

"She is." Damon confirmed. "But, Alaric put her under some sedation to help her out."

Stefan took a hint out of Damon's voice. "Sounds like you are going through hell….I mean emotionally."

"Doesn't matter what I am going through." Damon commented. "All that I am concerned about is what the witch is going through."

"I know that you would feel that way." Stefan stated. "Still hang in there."

"Knowing that you all were successful in finding the cure…..It will make it hanging in there a bit easier." Damon finished.

Stefan added. "You tell Bonnie to hang in there too and tell her that we are on the way and will be there as soon as possible."

Damon spoke. "I will, Thanks brother."

They ended the conversation and Damon hung up the phone. They were just on there way to the airport down in South America which Damon remembered would take them about three hours and then the flight back to North America would take at least ten hours. He was looking at thirteen hours or close to it before they would be back in Mystic Falls. That was going to seem like a hell of a long time and he would wait but he would make sure that he was going to be by Bonnie's side as he waited.

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Entering Bonnie's bedroom Damon saw that Bonnie was alone and in the bed with her eyes closed. The IV was still hooked up to her and dripping the medicine into her vein. Slowly he approached the bed and she opened her eyes when she heard him.

"Did I wake you?" He asked her.

"No." Bonnie shook her head. "I was just resting my eyes."

"You still feeling bad?" Damon questioned.

Bonnie shifted on the bed to try and get herself more comfortable. "Very much, my body still feels like it's been hit by a big truck and like an elephant is standing on it at the same time."

Damon placed his hands in his pockets. "Well, I came in here because I have some great news for you."

Bonnie returned. "And that news would be?"

He let her know. "I got a call from Stefan, he says that they found the plant and that all of them are heading back to the airport now."

"Then I agree that is great news." Bonnie said. "Something that will lift my spirits."

"I was hoping that it would." Damon mumbled.

"Although hurting like this makes it tough to wait." Bonnie added. "Seems like it's going to be until forever before they get back."

Damon eyed her. "I'll be here waiting by your side the entire time."

She gave him a slight smile. "Something that I am very glad for."

"Maybe I could do you a favor to take your mind off of the pain for a little bit." Damon stated.

"What is the idea that you have in mind for that." Bonnie wondered. "Because I would be willing to do almost anything to not focus on my aching body right now."

"We could talk." Damon suggested.

Bonnie arched a brow. "Talking? You think that's the trick to take my focus away from the pain?"

Damon stepped closer to the bed. "Your brain wouldn't be solely focused on the pain of your body and the attention would be spilt by a conversation depending on what type of conversation that it is. It's better than just being quiet because the quiet makes it easier for your brain to hone in on one thing."

"Oh." Bonnie muttered. "I think that I know where you are coming from."

"It's what I would do, whenever I was in a ton of pain I would just talk." Damon explained to her. "Even if it was talking to myself and I was all alone. I mean I might have looked like a crazy man to some speaking to myself, but it kept my mind preoccupied enough where the pain wasn't the only focus on my mind."

Bonnie commented. "If it worked for you then maybe it would work for me."

Damon wanted to know. "So, are you willing to try it? Do you want to talk?"

"Sure." Bonnie nodded. "Why not, let's see if it will work."

"Okay." Damon returned.

She patted the spot on the bed next to her. "Come on then. let's talk!"

Kicking off his shows he moved over to the opposite side that the IV pole stood, because he wanted to be careful not to pull the IV tube out of her arm getting on, on the other side.

Bonnie moved over some to allow room for him.

Damon got onto the bed and sat down on it with his back resting on the headboard and his legs stretched out in front of him.

Bonnie switched to laying on her side so that she could face him. "So, why do we began this conversation?"

"That depends what do you wish to talk about?" Damon asked.

"What do you wish to talk about?" Bonnie returned in question.

He raised both eyebrows. "It's up to you."

Her lips curved upward. "But, this was your idea so….."

"Right. It was." Damon said "We are doing this for you though, so we can talk about whatever you want to talk about."

Bonnie thought about it. "How about us."

Damon was curious. "What about us?"

Bonnie replied. "Um our friendship and how far we have come, I guess."

"Yeah, we can do that." Damon agreed. "I'm always up for discussing our friendship."

" I used to give you aneurysms whenever you would irritate me which back then was often." Bonnie said.

He absentmindedly rubbed as his temple. "That you don't have to remind me of."

She was amused. "Looking back, I kind of feel bad for doing that to you."

"What for?" Damon questioned. "I was an asshole and a dick to you back then, I deserved some of those witchy migraines."

"Yeah, you did." Bonnie joked.

Damon snorted with humor.

Bonnie continued. "Back then, I didn't feel bad for doing that to you but now I guess that I do. Mainly because you are my friend now and I wouldn't do anything to hurt you or two purposefully put you in pain."

"And that makes me so happy." Damon stated. "Trust me, Bon-Bon I have learned long ago that pissing you off is the worst decision that any man could ever make."

"You better keep that in mind too." She told him, her tone lighthearted.

He wiggled his eyebrows. "You know that there was only a matter of time before you gave into my charms."

Bonnie rasped. "Did I know that?"

"I'm irresistible, Bon-Bon." Damon smirked. "Women can't be around me for as long as you have been and resist me for long."

"Guess that your arrogant ego, that is the size of Texas will never change." Bonnie laughed.

"Ha!." Damon returned.

Moving she propped herself on her elbow, wincing at the pain. But, kept herself focus on the conversation that they were having. "You honestly think that you knew that I would become your friend back then?"

Damon glanced over at her. "Well, yeah I honestly can say that I felt that way. There were the starting grounds for friendship there. Like you always had my respect even back then when we couldn't get along."

"Seriously?" Bonnie went.

"Yes.." Damon nodded. "I saw this young witch who was tough and a fighter and loyal to the ones that she cared about. One who stood up to me and didn't take my shit, I always respected that and still do."

"Wow." Was all that Bonnie said.

"Also even back then part of me a part that was hidden worried about your well being." Damon admitted. "Such as at the 60's dance."

Bonnie could remember that night like it was yesterday and not for it's cherished memories.

Damon went on. "Coming up with the plan to fake your death which only you and I knew about at the time. I helped you come up with the plan because I didn't want you to die at the hands of Klaus. Then you were on that floor and everyone else thought that you were dead and I knew that you were alive. But, still seeing you like that even if it was a fake, pretend death bothered me, you know."

"Whoa." Bonnie softly said "I would have never known that you felt that way back then."

"I did." Damon sincerely let her know.

"I always had believed that all that mattered to you was Elena being safe." Bonnie directed "And that you coming up with the plan to fake my death had more to do with her than me."

Damon confessed. "I had to pretend like I didn't care and hid the fact that I did. I had this reputation to keep in being a hard, cold, asshole."

"You wanted to seem like an ass to me and others." Bonnie said "That's just weird."

"It's Damon logic." He said lightheartedly.

Bonnie smiled at him. "Did I ever tell you that joke about the three guys."

Damon looked at her. "What joke about the three guys?"

"The one about the cowboy, the wrestler, and the actor going to a bar." Bonnie hinted.

"Never heard about that one." Damon folded his arms over his chest.

"Maybe because I was the one who came up with it." Bonnie told him.

"Now, I'm really game at hearing this joke." Damon said.

So she went ahead and told him her joke.

After hearing it Damon bursted out in laughter. "That's a good one."

"You're not just saying that because you don't want to hurt my feelings by telling me that my joke is lame, are you?" Bonnie asked him.

Damon held up his hands. "No, witch I don't laugh at a joke unless I honestly thought that it was funny and yours was, funny and clever."

"Glad that you enjoyed my joke." Bonnie mumbled.

"You are one of the very few people that I know of that can come up with a joke and humor while they are sick." Damon told her.

Bonnie shrugged. "As you said something to keep my brain from focusing on the pain. Besides I learn how to be humorous at the most surprising and inopportune times from you."

He said. "Really?"

"Really. That and to be more arrogant and to make snarky and sarcastic comments." Bonnie pointed out. "And especially to be more selfish and to think of myself more. You really have rubbed off on me, Damon Salvatore."

"The fact that I can have that type of influence on you is the most flattering thing that you could tell me." Damon touched a hand to his chest.

"Hmmmm." She hummed.

"Hey, you rubbed off on me too!" Damon exclaimed.

Bonnie shifted. "How so."

Damon let her know. "You taught me to be kinder, more patient, and to be able to enjoy the smaller moments in life. Also to be more selfless."

Hearing him say these things bought a smile to her face. "Is that all?"

"There is another thing." He reached over and took her hand in his. "When you told me that there was always a choice, that line stuck with me back then and it still does to this day. I'm more careful to think about the choices that I make and the people that it will impact, when I am doing something. Thanks to you all of your good qualities have rubbed off on me."

Looking into his icy blue eyes Bonnie could tell that he was being sincere. "That's very touching, Damon."

He brought her hand to his lips and gave it a lingering kiss before pulling away, but still held her hand. "I mean it, one hundred percent."

The feeling of their hands joined together made a warmth and feeling spread through her that she couldn't explain. And them holding hands was comforting to her and made her feel safe, despite the fact that she was sick. Somehow she knew that as long as she had Damon Salvatore in her life that everything would turn out to be okay no matter how bad they ended up getting.

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