BONNIE: Tyler! Tyler! Help me! My car crashed into a tree...I can't move...help me...
That was all Bonnie remembered when she passed out.
And Bonnie did not get Tyler on the 'telepathic dial'.
She got Damon, who left the house using vampire speed, got to the accident and pulled the door off of Bonnie's door! He gently pulled her out, bit his own wrist and forced her to drink from him. While she did so, Damon looked around. He could see skid marks from another car, going off the side of the cliff.
Damon looked down and saw Bonnie seemed better, then took his wrist away from her mouth. He hurried across the road and looked down the cliff. That car...
That car had been in their drive earlier. It belonged to Caroline Forbes. Damon managed to get down the cliff using vampire speed and peered at the wreckage.
Caroline and two other people were dead. Damon looked up at the edge of the cliff. These three people were dead.
Bonnie was alive. What the hell happened? Who's fault was this?
Damon got up the cliff, just as a healthy looking Bonnie appeared at the edge and looked down. She then looked at Damon.
"Why are YOU here? Where is Tyler?"
"Tyler is locked up, witchie. How did you think he was going to get out and help you."
Bonnie stared at him, then peeked down the incline. She looked at Damon again.
"You were down there?"
"Yes."
"So..."
"Your friend Caroline is dead and two other people." Damon told her matter-of-factly. Bonnie's eyes widened and she attempted to go down there! But Damon stopped her physically!
"There is nothing you can do! Now it's only a matter of time before someone else comes along! You need to not be here! And your car needs to not be here!"
Bonnie put a hand over her mouth and began to cry! Damon grabbed her by the shoulders and began shaking her hard!
"There is no time for that! We have to make your car disappear! Do a spell and I know you know one!"
Bonnie bit her lip, and made her car return to the Salvatore garage, albeit, in crappy shape. Then Damon grabbed her arm and whirled her back home using vampire speed! Once they were in front of the door, Bonnie lost it!
"I can't believe I just killed my best friend!"
"Is that what happened?" Damon asked carefully.
"No! I...suddenly there was a car in my lane, I swerved to avoid it...I hit a tree...who else was down there?"
Damon shook his head.
"I didn't know the other two." he admitted. His ears just perked.
"Your phone is still in the car and it's ringing." he informed her. Bonnie hurried to the garage, but when she got there, the call had went to voicemail.
It was from her father. Bonnie sensed she'd better return it.
"Hi, Daddy!" Bonnie said, trying to make her voice sound light and casual. "What's up?"
"Bonnie, honey, something terrible had happened. I'm going on TV tonight and I need you by my side."
More bad news, Bonnie thought.
"Okay. What's happened?"
"Matt and Vicki were killed in a car accident...along with Caroline Forbes. Honey, Caroline was your good friend...Bonnie? Bonnie?"
But Bonnie had dropped the phone. How had Daddy learned about all of this so fast? The paramedics must have come right after they left? Matt and Vicki too? Then, the damnedest thing happened.
Damon picked up the phone and spoke to Bonnie's father. Bonnie gasped when Damon began talking.
"Rudy? It's Damon. I'll get Bonnie there. Then we can talk campaign strategy, okay?"
There was a silence as Rudy was clearly answering Damon. Bonnie just gaped at him. Damon began speaking again.
"Yes, I know it will seem as if you're using the deaths of your step-dhildren and your wife's grief to win points, but I think it's a good ploy. Bonnie and I will be with you shortly. Goodbye and sorry for your loss." Damon said hanging up. Bonnie backed away from him.
"Wh...what was that? How do you know my father?"
"Didn't you tell me to get a job? I'm your father's campaign manager. I thought I mentioned that?" Damon asked airily.
Bonnie turned to run from the garage, but Damon grabbed her arm, hard, and pulled her back to him!
"Now, let's talk about what's going to happen from now on, little witch. First, we are going to get that damned car the hell out of this garage! I told you to send it someplace else, meaning not here!"
Bonnie yanked her arm from his grasp!
"I can't suddenly not have a car! What am I supposed to tell Zach and my mother?"
"You leave that to me! Just send it someplace else and make sure that you didn't leave anything in it. Do it, Bonnie! Do it now!"
Bonnie scowled briefly, then concentrated and sent her car someplace else! She then began to flounce off, but Damon grabbed her arm again.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm taking a shower and going to bed! Now that you're Daddy's campaign manager, YOU can tell him I'm too grief stricken to see him tonight. Actually, I think I'm going to run away. That would be..."
"Are you kidding me? Tell me you're joking? Bonnie, your father said that it looks like another car slammed into a tree and then drove off, somehow! If you suddenly disappear..."
A Gossip Girl Blast alert came through on Bonnie's phone. Damon was still holding it and looked. He raised a brow.
MYSTERY CAR THAT RAN CARO, MATT AND DRUGGIE GIRL OFF THE CLIFF HAS DISAPPEARED! SMELLS LIKE 'WITCHCRAFT' TO ME!
Bonnie gasped when she read that! Damon looked at her.
"No one knows who this girl is?"
"Who cares! She's figured it out somehow and I'm leaving!"
But she still couldn't escape Damon's grip.
"You're telling me that you'd rather run than face this?"
"I'd rather DIE than have anyone know I was responsible for this!"
Damon suddenly released her arm.
"Go shower and change. We are meeting your father in front of his home in one hour. You will act like the loving daughter who can't believe that her best friend and step-siblings have perished...AAAAAHHHHH!"
Bonnie gave Damon the same aneurysm she had given Tyler and ran out of the garage! She then ran towards the house, hurried up the stairs, down the hall and into her room!
Suddenly, she stopped. It was like a witch sense had erupted or something. Bonnie slowly left her room and walked down a few halls, until she reached the attic steps. What was drawing her up there?
Bonnie slowly walked up the steps and peered around.
Katherine was still very sick looking and...
Grams and her mother were standing over her! Grams was pouring something out of a bottle onto a pillow! Abby glanced behind her and saw Bonnie!
"Bonnie! What is this? How did this vamp bitch get in my house?"
Bonnie slowly walked towards them.
"Answer your mother!" Grams barked.
"I...I...found her. What's going on here?" Bonnie asked uneasily. Grams waved the pillow.
"Liquid vervain." Grams said and then turned to bring the pillow down over Katherine's face! Abby helped hold the pillow down as a weakened Katherine began thrashing about!
"Mom! Grams! Damon...she's Damon's girlfriend! He's going to kill us if he finds out what we're doing!"
Grams began muttering an incantation. Abby yelled back at Bonnie!
"Don't let that vampire come up here! We're going to make it look like she got well and left! But it's time for you to use your powers to fight this, Bonnie! Keep Damon from coming up here!"
Bonnie stared at her mother and grandmother, as they were essentially smothering Katherine Pierce to death. She then turned and walked down the attic steps. She walked to Damon's room, opened the door, then slammed it behind her.
Yes, she could delay him with an aneurysm or some other magic. But if she made love to him, then he wouldn't necessarily think he had been distracted.
That is, if she made love to him and made him believe she liked it.
Damon was just taking off his leather jacket when Bonnie walked up to him, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with an impatient fervor that was only reserved for Tyler Lockwood.
Bonnie could feel by his returned kisses, that he believed she wanted him as much as he had clearly wanted her, from the get go. Damon hurriedly shed his clothing, then helped her quickly remove hers. He ran his hands down her back, stopping at her buttocks, as he then lifted her, then pulled her onto his searing length!
Bonnie gasped, as she dangled on his cock like a coat on a hook! Damon then began lustily pumping his hips up and down, at an increasingly rapid speed until soon Bonnie was boosting up and down at a furious pace on his manhood! Her breasts jogged fiercely against Damon's chest as he moved harder and faster, and Bonnie's body began unwittingly tingling from the pleasure Damon was giving her.
Damon planned to take her over and over again, which he did, as he carried her, while still enjoined, to his shower. A long shower that more than kept Damon from even thinking about Katherine.
It would be an hour later, before Bonnie slipped back to her room, showered again and dressed for her father's press conference. Her body would not stop prickling from the after effects of Damon's lovemaking. Okay, now all she had to do was get him to understand that it had been a one time thing.
She walked down the stairs and saw Stefan, who looked sorrowful.
"Bonnie, I am so sorry! I know Caroline was your friend and Vicki and Matt..."
Suddenly, Bonnie didn't know if she could do it! If she could stand with her father on TV and pretend like she knew nothing about any of this! She began to cry. Stefan put his arms around her, just as Abby and Zach appeared.
"Abby," Zach was saying, "what Rudy is pulling is unconscionable. Bonnie is no shape for this."
"Bonnie," Abby said, "you don't have to do this. You've been asked to do quite enough today."
Bonnie knew her mother meant covering for her and Grams's murder of Katherine. But she nodded.
Damon suddenly appeared in a suit and Bonnie walked to the front door, opened it and waited outside. Damon looked around at everyone.
"Well, Bonnie and I are off."
"I can't believe you are Rudy's campaign manager!" Abby spit. "And you're involved in this show that he wants Bonnie to be a part of."
"Abby," Damon said, "I promise, I'll make sure she isn't hurt. Alright?"
Stefan raised a brow. Damon had sounded almost sincere. Why? Damon walked over to him.
"Make sure Katherine is okay." he said, then opened the door and closed it behind him.
"Ready to go, witchie?"
Bonnie swiped at her eyes. Her back was to him. Damon turned her around and bent down to kiss away a tear.
"We'll get through this. I'm not going to let anything happen to you." Damon promised. And for a fleeting moment, Bonnie believed it, as he slipped an arm around her narrow, curved waist and walked her to his car. Bonnie, unconsciously, leaned into his arm, thinking how she was going to get through the rest of her life, without anyone knowing she had caused that accident.