A.N.: Hey all im back with another chapter of Jagged Edges! I'm so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter! Good things are coming up and lots of drama! This chapter has been written for a bit I've gone back and forth with it but in the end I decided to keep everything. So I hope you like it!

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queena

Chapter 9: Together

The ride from the mansion to the Salvatore compound was met in silence. It had been one wild night that I had cared to never ever recapture again. I had ridden back with Stefan who had looked at me more then he had looked at the road. I had spent most of my time listening to Stefan as he had warned me about Damon. It appeared he didn't trust his brother any more then Mason had trusted him. However, Stefan didn't see the look on his face. When I had finally, came to, Damon had looked scared and vulnerable and that was something I had hardly seen. In fact if I recall correctly the last time, I had seen him so open without all the bravado had been the night we had found Stefan after being tortured. That night had started the fire that had later burned us and ironically that was the first time that we had slept together and it was more then just something to do.

"What are you going to do about your mother?" Stefan asks noticing the far off look in her eyes. He had recognized that look, he had seen it before and she had only gotten it while thinking of Damon. He had wanted nothing more then protect Bonnie from the mistake he was sure she would make-but right now he knew her head was a jumbled mess and her heart had only beat his brothers tune.

"I dunno" I say scrubbing my hands over my face. "I want to help her, to save her but" I say pausing as I looked out the window. "I'm afraid of what I'll find when I go looking not only through my fathers spell book but when delve into everything." I say unsteady.

It was shock to be pulled into another dimension where my mother had claimed she had been held captive due to a spell my father had cast on her. And what made things so much worst was that they're something so honest about my mother that made me want to further delve into her story. My father had changed once she had left us, he had been colder then usual and had finally given up the facade of a "happy family." I didn't want to believe that my father would go as far as to hold my mother captive while in a comatose state, but I couldn't think of any other reason my mother would summon me.

He rests his hand on her leg. "You know that I'll help any way you need. You'll never be alone Bons. I'll always be here."

I smile his way. My mother had said that hid a diary somewhere in my room, hoping that one day I would read it and know everything about my father and about her. She had also said that soon help would send me in the right direction. I was afraid of what I would find, but the one thing that had kept me level headed was that I knew Stefan had my back, he would be a great asset to my search.

BS-BS

Twenty minutes later we've arrived to the Salvatore manor. As Stefan and I climb the stairs we pass Damon who is busy drinking a glass of scotch. For a moment our eyes meet and I feel tingles throughout my body everywhere his eyes have scanned. He quirks a smirk and I soon avert my eyes and continue to listen to Stefan as he proceeds to tell me why Batman is so much cooler then Superman. He had seen the new Batman movie and was going on and on about how great it was. In fact according to Stefan it was so great that we needed to lock ourselves in his bedroom for the next 24hrs and watch all of the films.

When we arrive to his room, I plop on the bed feeling high as a kite. It reminded me the time I had to be put under to get my tooth pulled. I hated the dentist and swore that place was evil but I had to admit, that gas they gave me had made me feel like I could touch the sky. The feeling I felt now was similar and I knew it was the effect of having vampire blood in my system.

"Your starting to get color back in your cheeks, which is good, you were as pale as me earlier." Stefan says while tossing his suite jacket on the bed.

I shot him a playful glare. "So you're saying I looked like death then?" I question before lying back in his bed. I had already showered and changed into my pajamas. Lucky for me I still had a room that Stefan had given me long before I started seeing his brother, and that room had included a plethora of my clothes- not to mention that clothes I had left in Damons room.

He cracks a grin. "Pretty much!" he says looking over at her. "How are you feeling?" he questions. While placing his cold hands on her forehead. Whenever a witch was summoned the side effects could vary and he just wanted to make sure that Bonnie was okay. The color was starting to return to her usually glowing skin. And she hadn't run a fever or gotten the chills, so- so far so good.

"I'm fine." I say sitting up and pointing to a costume in the far left corner of the room. I raise an eyebrow and Stefan actually blushes. "Oh my god!" I nearly shriek. "Katherine really does bring out the freak in you!" I say with a giggle. I was a fan of dress up, myself, it added spice.

He pens her with a gaze. "You're one to talk I've seen you naked so many times you'd think I'd have you memorized." he left out the fact that after hearing how much fun she and Damon had-had while playing dress up during their sexapades had peaked his curiosity.

I ignored his tone. "Where's Katherine, I thought the two of you were stuck like glue?"

He inclined his head to the side. "She'll be over later, she knew that you were my first priority."

I smiled his way. "Aww b.f. you don't have to take care of me." I say winking at him.

"Yes I do.' He says noticing the way her green eyes are basically glowing. Bonnie was high on blood, Damons blood and he feared the moment he left the two of them alone, the blood running through her system that had only intensified the chain link between them would cause her to run in the arms of the worst possible person for her. "Damon fed you his blood Bonnie, and we both know what could happen- if I left the two of you alone." He says trailing off. He knew that Bonnie and Mason had been dating for the last couple of weeks, he also knew that she was finally starting to get back to the normal Bonnie, perhaps that Bonnie before Damon. And it scared him to know that she could have a relapse because then he'd wonder about his own sobriety when it came to not only his brother but to Elena as well.

I swallow hard at his implication. Stefan was afraid for me, and in the back of my mind I wondered if having Damons blood in my system would relight the spark that was between us? With every second that passed I felt the pull of Damon, before I had shut it off and since we hadn't shared blood for a long time everything with him had felt like a dull ache, but now I felt him crawling beneath my skin and I knew that at least for the next 24 hrs I would have to deal with things that I had refused to deal with before. Damon had helped me when I needed him, and now that my senses were much more keen, and my emotions were magnified I knew that I needed to finally put an end to this mess we had created. The pain that I had felt by his betrayal was still at the surface but I was ready to just let it go because I had more important things to worry about like how I was going to help my mother.

"Everything is gonna be okay." I say letting out a shaky breath and running my shaking hands through my hair. Stefan soon hugs me to his body and I feel myself shaking. For the first time in a really long time I was terrified, Damon was my addiction and if I relapsed it might just be the end of me.

BB-DS

It was late and as expected he was alone again. He had hoped that since Bonnie had come home with him, that the two of them might get a chance to straighten things out but to no avail. As always Stefan had whisked the emerald eyed beauty away to his room, where they did all the things that grated on his nerves, to the wee hours of the night. If he were honest with himself

he had been disappointed that his blood hadn't had a stronger effect on her. Right now he felt like he was about to jump out of his skin-it felt good knowing that a part of him was still flowing within her and he wanted nothing more then rediscover everything that was the two of them.

The distant sound of shuffling feet on hardwood caught his attention and soon the smell of vanilla and cinnamon hit his nostrils. Drink in hand he tried to pretend that he wasn't affected by the fact that they were finally alone together but to no avail. His fingertips were beginning to twitch and he wanted nothing more then to yank him to her. "Shouldn't you be resting, or continuing to hide away in Stefans room." He says with his back to her before taking a generous sip out of his glass.

"I wasn't hiding.' I say rather defensively. I can tell by the way he'd looked at me that he doesn't believe my story and to be honest, I don't believe it either.

He raised his brows briefly before meandering over to the bar. She was nervous, he could tell just by looking at her. He could also feel the shift. For the first time in a long time she couldn't block out her feelings for him and he felt it, in spades. Her walls were slowly falling down despite their earlier words and for once it didn't have anything to do with Stefan. This had everything to do with the link they had found within each other so long ago.

"Here, you look like you might need this." He says handing her the glass. His hands linger for one second too long causing their fingertips to brush against each other, and it's like someone has lit a fire inside of his body. The torch that had never really went out for him has been lit again and he can tell by her sudden gasp that it's the same for her as well. Her eyes are lit up like the fourth of July and he was sure his eyes were just as bright.

"Thanks." I say scrambling away from him. It felt like the room was way to small which was absurd especially since the manor was huge. That still didn't help me from feeling like the walls were closing in on me. Sometimes when I was near Damon it was like we were the only two people in the world, the only two people that mattered but that was a lie. I take a sip of the amber liquid as Damon continues to look my way.

"You look better." he says as he merely glances her way before choosing to ignore her. He is resisting the urge to gawk at her, its been a long time since he's seen her like this.

I let out a sigh. I must have looked like hell earlier. "I feel better and before you ask...I'm fine." I say from my position across the room from him. I needed to put as much space between me and Damon because when we were like this, one look was all it took for something to start all over again.

"Of course you are." He says eyes wide. "Your Bonnie, you're invincible, nothing can break you not even the fact that your mother pulled you into another dimension only to tell you that your father is evil and trapped her in said dimension leaving her body in a comatose state." his says in one breath. "Its like an episode of Port Charles." he exaggerates with widen eyes and hand gestures.

He was doing that thing again, that thing where he thought he knew me better the I knew myself. "Thanks for the summary Damon." I say sarcastically causing him to actually smile my way. "As for breaking me- you certainly did try didn't you?" I question a brow lifted.

He was waiting for the other shoe to drop, he just thought it would come later...much later-like during the afterglow. His head hung low. "If I could take it back.."

"You can't" I say cutting him off. I ran my hands though my hair. Coming down here was a mistake, but I really just wanted to thank him for helping me. I also wanted to tell him that I didn't hate him. But like always we had gotten off track. I pressed my lips together closing my eyes before opening them and looking at Damon. "Listen I didn't come here to fight with you...I just wanted to say thank you." I say turning on my heel.

He lets out a scuff. "Running away again?" he says causing her to stop her movements. They had started out running away from each other and even now they were still running. The only difference was that she was running away from him instead of the other way around.

I clicked my tongue and folded my arms over my chest. I knew that this would probably be a bad idea...being so close to Damon especially with his blood still in my system. The two of us weren't novices when it came to blood sharing and part of me was afraid of what this could bring, I felt drawn to him and it was like my own body was betraying me, and his blood was manipulating the situation and my mind like it had done so many times before. "I wasn't running." I say slanting my eyes his way. I had come and said what I needed to say and now I needed to go call the guy I had been seeing. Mason, had been incredible to me, and I wanted to be just as good to him as he had been to me.

"Your lying." he says his eyes going wide as he walks closer to her. He could see it in her eyes, she was scared, scared of what could happen since they were finally alone and that was the reason she had been hiding from him. What scared her most, was the fact that for once he had saved her. Earlier tonight she had claimed that the only thing she ever wanted was for him to save her, and he had done just that. "You're afraid of being around me because you know." he says reaching out to stroke her face. "With my blood running through you-you can't lie...not to yourself." he says trailing his hand down her face to her neck " And not to me." he says holding her gaze.

I lifted my chin up. "I don't lie." I say causing him to chuckle. "Unlike you I'm honest." I say taking a much needed step back. My head was beginning to feel fuzzy again and I was beginning to think it was being so close to Damon. I felt like I had just gone spinning on the teacups and I knew it was because he was so close, it was like his eyes had me under a spell.

He watched as she tried to put her game face on but failed. He knew she felt it, especially now. He was smart enough to know that engaging in a fight with her was probably hazardous but he liked to play with fire. "Here is me being honest." he says pausing as she looks at him with those striking green eyes. "I'm not over you." he says honestly. "And when I saw you lying on the floor it made me realize how much I really do love you."

I closed my eyes, this was what I didn't need. I had a lot of things on my mind, number one being the fact that my mother had used me a vessel. Number 2 )Mason, I really liked him, like really, really liked him and I didn't want to ruin it. 3) being the feelings that I thought were long buried being brought to the surface due to my heightened senses. "Damon." I say weakly I was hanging on by a thin thread. "Please" I say halting his movements.

He wants to further probe her for answers he wants to remind her that she called for him

"No" he says halting her movement. "You called for me Bonnie...me, their was a reason why you thought of me before you blacked out."

I threw my hands up in the air, what part of I didn't want to fight did he not get. "Damon I don't want to fight with you." I say again my voice wavering.

"Good." he says approaching her figure. He's standing behind her, close enough to touch. "Contrary to popular belief don't want to fight with you either." he says pausing to listen to the beat of her heart. "I thought I lost you...but you're here with me." he says placing an open mouth kiss to her neck.

I closed my eyes while getting lost in the feeling of being swept up in his arms. Damon had the ability to send me on rocket ship soaring above earth but when I came crashing down, it was always hard and always hurt. I turn around in his arm as our eyes meet. "I came here because your blood is in my system we made the rule about blood for a reason." I say softly. I didn't owe Damon an explanation especially since he was the one that had insisted I come back here because of our rule about those ingesting vampire blood.

"You could have been upstairs with Stefan or in your room" he points out expertly. He knew Bonnie and if she didn't want to do something she didn't do it. And that meant she wanted to be here with him. "But you came down here to be with me." he says bringing his voice down to a shocking whisper. "Because you know, right here is where you belong and nothing can change that...not even Mason Lockwood." he says pulling back to observe her face.

I push at his chest. "I don't belong to you!" I say annoyed. "I never did!"

He nods his head while walking in her direction. When she bumps into the nearby table he pens her by putting his body nearly on top of her. He places his hands on either side of the small table trapping her. The only way to get through to Bonnie, had always been by showing her. She had always said actions speak louder then words and he'd show her in due time. "Maybe not, but you belong with me and that scares you."

I push at his chest, and soon walk away from him. "Shut up ok!" I say almost hysterical. " If it weren't for me having your blood in my system I would be as far away from you as possible. I would be with Mason right now." I say causing him to roll his eyes. It was the truth, I may have cared for Damon but I had no intention of going back to him. "Its messing with me and making me feel like I need you...like I'm still connected to you but it's a facade." I say in hysterics!

Now he does laugh at her. If their bond was such a facade, if their love was such a facade she wouldn't have called out to him in her time of need. "What you feel is real, its everything you try to block out." he says matter of fact. " And if you don't believe me, just remember before you blacked out you called for me because I'm the one in your heart." he says marching over so that he standing right in front of her.

"You can lie to everyone but you can't lie to me." he says fiercely.

I lick my lips ready to retort his words and before I know it Damon is kissing me passionately and I'm...I'm kissing him back. The kisses are all too consuming yet at the same time slow. With every thrust of our tongues, I feel the fire, the slow simmer of the fire that will burn us both in the end. My head is telling me that this is dangerous situation that needs to be aborted but the sound of my heart beating is so loud that it nearly silences all thoughts in my head.

My hands running through his hair as he lifts me. My legs cross around his waist and I tilt my head to the side as he continues to suck at a particular soft spot. I let out a moan before pulling his face back up to mine so that our lips can dance. It feels so good, everything feels so good...so good.

He pulls back letting her catch her breath. Her eyes are glowing again and he realizes that they are his favorite color. "God I've missed you." he says gazing at her kiss swollen lips. It felt damn good to have her in his arms. To know her heart and feel it beating for him. He knew she had loved him, and nothing could sever that love. Her green eyes are glowing like nothing he's ever seen. When her lips connect with his adams apple he resists the urge to moan. And when her nails rake through his scalp he's seconds away from throwing her down on the ground and doing what they've both been waiting for since breaking up. The only problem was that he wanted it to be special. Their first time had been on the floor which wasn't romantic at all, this time he had a chance at getting things right.

Blindly he menders the stairs to his room, while his lips are still connected to hers. She smells wonderful and he's sure that Stefan has gotten an earful but he doesn't care because this is between he and Bonnie. They still had it, and it was bringing them together. Kicking the door shut behind him and pushes her against the wall. He lips travel the length of her neck before dipping to her tank top, his mouth latched onto chocolate morsel before traveling upwards. He menders the two of them to his bed and just as her body hits the mattress he's on top of her...worshiping every amount of exposed skin. He wants to kiss her everywhere, touch her everywhere "I'll spend the rest of the night making up for my mistakes." he says hotly against her skin. He's sure she's high off his blood and he's high off of her eyes, her smell, everything that is her.

Everything is moving so fast, I let out a hiss when he boldly runs a finger at the seam of me. He dares to tug at my pink and black short shorts. The words no are only whisper away when our eyes meet. Temptation is calling out for me, in the form of sinister blue eyes. I stare up at his eyes that are glowing. Not so gently I tug him forward peppering kisses along his jaw. His cold hands run under my tank as his blue eyes sparkle with this light I hadn't seen in so long. He soon swoops down again capturing my mouth in a hot greedy kiss. His hands are everywhere and the sound of my heartbeat is getting louder and louder. I can feel his hands skating across me as my breath hitches. His knee is lodged between my thighs and I let out a moan when it brushes against me.

Don't think just feel. Is what Damon had always said to me and in that moment I could do nothing but feel. I feel like I'm under some kind of spell because everything is so hazy. Vaguely I hear Damon whispering to me in my ear claiming that he'll never let me go. My breath is labored as his hand palms me. I let out whimper and soon I feel the piercing of canines through my skin. The pull of blood has me feeling boneless though some of the haze has disappeared.

"Damon" I half say half moan as his teeth break through my skin. This was something I hadn't expected yet I couldn't run away from it. He gently pulls the blood out causing my body to feel fuzzy. The first time I had been bitten was probably the worst feeling in my life. Even if the vampire tries to be gentle the first time always hurts the most and for me, the first time Damon had bitten me had been in a fit of rage-lets just say it took a very long time for me to let him bite me willingly. Once you've gotten over the first experience you learn that sometimes that biting doesn't feel as bad, in fact it feel good and right now it was feeling damn good...too good.

The sensation is overwhelming it feels like I've been wound so tight that this is the only way to release me and I feel the tell- tell signs of spinning out of control, I'm about to crash and with the crash comes the burn. The feel the familiar flames that come with being with Damon lap at my skin scorching me and I realize that I have to stop this because the flames will soon envelop me.

"Damon s-stop." I say causing him to stop all of his ministrations. His dancing hand has seized its movements at my apex and he soon takes to the task of removing his incisors from my neck.

Pulling back his makes a show of licking the remnants of her blood off of his lips. She taste even better then he remembered and he couldn't wait to taste everything. Soon he would thoroughly sample everything she had to offer and the thought had him licking his chops all over again. "Babe, we were just getting to the good part." he breathes out, while swooping down so that their foreheads are now touching. "Let me love you Bonnie." he whispers while drawing closer to her. He hovers for a moment above her lips, a delighted smile tugging on his mouth as he hears her strangled breath. "Let me love you." he says again this time making a move for her bottom lip. When suddenly she flips him over. He grins up at her, it would always be like this, she was fire and he was ice- the perfect blend. He liked this position better anyway.

"I can't." I say from my position above him...straddling him. "We can't" I say firmly. My hand trails along his face, and I wish he knew what this meant to me, what doing this would mean to me and what turning him down felt like. I knew I would always want him...that I would always love him but this-this was wrong and whatever this was, was a result of him saving me and giving me his blood. I knew better then to go down this route and I wouldn't do it again.

All it took was one taste of his blood and I was already doing things that I should never do. I couldn't believe that this was happening that I had let myself get swept up all over again. This wasn't me, I didn't do things like this yet here I was half naked in front of Damon. Every time I was around him it was like a haze fell over me, and this time was no different we were seconds away from making love..sleeping together and the realization nearly crushed me. I wanted to blame the blood but really it was probably the fact that he had saved me and maybe just maybe the fact that I wasn't completely over him. They had often said that when in life or death situations you tend to cling onto the one thing you know is true, and maybe that was my problem or maybe it was just history repeating itself.

Without much of a word I head straight for the door hoping to erase this moment from my mind. I had a moment of weakness but it wouldn't happen again. Damon was bad for me, he always had been and always would be.

"Bon" he says flashing in front of her halting her further movements. They were in the middle of something, something special. He knew she felt it- he felt it too it was the reason she had held him so tight. The blood may have brought her here but the connection they still had was as vibrant as ever. When they were alone, it was like the world stopped and it was just the two of them. All the bad stuff that he had done, all the anger she felt for him and everything in between melted away the moment he saw her lying on the ground earlier that night. And when he touched her...god when he touched her it was like the first real time all over again.

"Do you realize what we were about to do...what I was about to do?" I say feeling as if my emotions are all over the place. I wanted this damn blood out of me, I wanted to stop feeling what I was currently feeling! I wanted to stop wanting Damon because right now, I just wanted to be wrapped up in his arms, and since he had taken a sip of my blood I felt like we were wrapped up in a cocoon together. All I can think about is what my actions would have done to Mason. I had never wanted to hurt someone the way I had been hurt- yet here I was just about to ruin everything. As far as I was concerned going down the path that Elena had walked and I didn't want that, I never wanted to be that girl.

I looked down at myself I was standing before him in a black tank top that was much shorter then I remembered and shorts that were way too short. I felt exposed and so shameful. The only thing I wanted to do was go home to my own bed and just cry. In fact I was crying and I didn't really realize it till Damon was standing before me, his hands cupping my cheeks.

"We were about to make love...you and me." he says his voice tender. He wanted her she wanted him it should have been easy, yet as always things were difficult.

"And it would have been a mistake." I say while looking into his blue eyes. I see the hurt that flashes through him and that was the last thing I had wanted to do. We had gotten caught up and I had given him false hope. At the same time in this moment I realized I forgave him for what happen and I didn't want him to hurt the way I had hurt after our breakup. Just as I didn't want Mason to hurt as I had hurt either.

"Because you love him?" he questions tragically. He had noticed the way she had lit up at the mention of Mason and tried to ignore it. He thought he had a chance but if Bonnie had loved Mason, if she had realized that she loved him then he was a goner. Mason was everything Bonnie ever wanted and needed and he...he was a screw up.

I suck in a breath. "No. But I care about him a lot." I say simply. I knew I wasn't in love with Mason, I liked him a lot but it wasn't love..not yet. But it could but one day, if I hadn't ruined my chances with him. And as for Damon my heart wouldn't let me let him go. That of course didn't mean we could be together. The blood exchange was playing with my mind, reminding me of vows we had made silently to each other...a love that should've been long forgotten and buried. We weren't star crossed lovers who always missed our chance, we were Bonnie and Damon and a happily ever after story was not in the works for us...it never was.

He breathed a sigh of relief and scooped down and kissed her again. She fought it as always been soon melted into him, opening her mouth to let out a moan just as he snaked his tongue into her mouth. Her hands tugged at his hair digging blunt nails into his scalp. He wrapped his arm around her waist tugging her further against him. They didn't have to do anything she didn't want to do. All that mattered was that she had admitted that she hadn't loved Mason. He knew he still had a shot with her, she just needed time. Her life had been turned upside down all in one night and if needed he'd wait for her to be ready for him again. He waited for Katherine and Elena.

"You have to stop doing that.' I say pushing him away as hard as I can. God this was so freaking wrong on so many levels. Maybe Stefan had been right, maybe I was too weak around Damon and right now I felt my weakest, it was like one look, one touch and I was forgetting about how we had gotten here. "I mean it Damon." I say placing my hands on his chest to stop him from moving further.

He flashes her a cocky lop sided grin."Why because you love me?"

"Because its not fair to me or to him...and most importantly its not fair to you." I say stepping out of his embrace to sit by the window. "He's good to me you know, he's trustworthy and honest and everything your not." I say chancing a look in his direction to see him staring my way. "I like him, I like him a lot," I say feeling tears prickle my eyes. Being with Mason, around Mason had made me happy and I hadn't been happy in a long time.

From his position now lying on the bed he saw how exhausted she looked. He was sure that the day was finally starting to take its toll on her. Only in Mystic Falls could life change within a blink of an eye. Earlier tonight she had told him that he didn't have a snowballs chance in hell and now the tables had turned in his favor and yet somehow he knew that this would be far from easy. Bonnie wouldn't just come back to him just because he helped her.

He rises to his full height and soon follows her onto the balcony adjoining his room. He watches as she looks out into the night sky and soon stands behind her, careful not to touch her- though he was itching to do so. "He may be everything you need, but no matter what I'll always be the one you really want.' he says pausing to look at her. "There is something between us Bonnie, something strong and it wont go away...even if you want it to."

I looked his way ready to say something- anything to dismiss his words but my words died down in my throat the moment our eyes locked. Maybe he was right, maybe I wasn't being honest with myself. Maybe I would always love him, and maybe he did love me but just because we loved each other...cared for each other, didn't make it okay for us to be together. I sucked in a breath before speaking. "Damon." I say causing him to stop me.

"Me first." he says running his hands hazardously through his disheveled locks. "I know you're going through a lot right now, and I just want you to know that I wont pressure you" he says almost nervously. Here was his chance to be the man she had always wanted him to be and it scared him because he feared if he weren't continuously seeking her out that maybe she would fall for Mason Lockwood.

I searched his eyes trying to see a hint of where he was going with this but found nothing. The thing about Damon was that he was such a master manipulator I never knew when he was being true or not. But something in my gut was telling me this was the real deal. For the first time ever he seemed like Damon was putting me first. "Why now?"

He bends his knees so that they are eye level. "Because I love you." It was odd how at first saying I love you had been the hardest thing he could ever say to her. It was something he had never said before, especially to Bonnie. He had twice. The first time he had erased her memory so she could forget the second time he had laid it out on the line. But with Bonnie it always been difficult to say because he knew she had loved him and with her love and the way he had felt he knew he would ruin it. Now, saying the words were much easier because he knew he had to fight for her.

My heart hammers in my chest at his words. Every other time Damon had told me he loved me it hurt, it always made me feel like he was just saying the words to me to keep me, but for the first time I really believed that he loved me. Despite myself I reached for his hand squeezing it hoping to convey everything without much words. "I should get to bed. Its been a long night." I say releasing his hand and walking back into the bedroom. I know he's on my heels and walk over to the door.

"Bonnie" he calls as she rest her hand on the doorknob. "Stay." he says his words coming out desperate. "I just want to hold you...just for tonight." he says surprised when she turns around. Methane blue meets forest green and before he knows it she's walking over to his bed.

"Just for tonight." I whisper climbing in the bed. I knew that this was probably a bad idea, that it might lead me astray but for right now, it was all I wanted. I was tired, so freaking tired of fighting him, fighting myself...fighting everything. As soon as I lye down, Damon soon follows resting his arms around me as he slides in the back of me. I think he can feel the shift, we can't keep going on like this, somebody has to let go, or we'll never get a chance at happiness.

He presses his lips to her temple relishing in the closeness and soaks up her warmth feeling content and dare he say content! "It feels good doesn't it, being in my arms?" he says holding her hand. "Its almost like we're the only two people in the world?"

After a long moment of silence I speak. "This doesn't change anything." I say with my eyes closed. "Tomorrow everything will go back to normal- you with Elena in your orbit and me with Mason. You'll see everything will be back to normal." I say with a yawn. I was so tired, so so tired.

He says nothing and presses another kiss to the side of her neck. If she thought he was going to let her go after having her so close she was sadly mistaken. He just needed to change his tactics. This time he was going to do everything right, he'd get a chance to start over and maybe just maybe when they got back together he'd be able to keep her this time. Tonight, was indeed the start of something good.