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Last Chapter: Damon closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of Bonnie's hand on his chest, her lips at his throat. He could've stayed in this moment forever.

Bonnie POV

When Damon pulled her closer, Bonnie didn't really know what to do. She hesitantly touched her lips to the bleeding cut on his collarbone, but then pulled back. Did she have to really drink? She saw Damon look at her but she couldn't read his face. She felt his blood stuck to her mouth and touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip. When she tasted it, she immediately wanted more. She forgot all about her doubts and leaned in eagerly, pressing her lips to his skin. His blood was warm in her mouth and though part of her was grossed out, she loved the taste of it. She pressed her body against him while she drank, trying to get even closer. But closer than this wasn't possible, she realized. She was drinking his blood! It made her feel vibrant and excited. She felt one of his hands on her back and didn't want him to let go.

Bonnie didn't know how much time had passed when she felt Damon's hand push gently against her shoulder. She reluctantly pulled back and pouted. He laughed when he saw her face.

"Got a bit carried away there?" He said.

Bonnie was breathing fast and looked away, embarrassed. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her forehead.

"Me, too." He said softly, and kissed her again. "How do you feel?"

"I feel great." Bonnie said, smiling brightly.

"That's good, but don't do anything stupid. Just because you feel good, doesn't mean you're healed." He looked pointedly at her shoulder, which had started to bleed again. He went to get a towel and then, standing in front of her, softly pressed it against the cut.

"Thank you." She said, talking about more than just the towel.

"My pleasure." He grinned.

"Don't you need anything?" Bonnie asked, trying to sound casual.

"I fed right before you were taken away, remember? And I definitely wouldn't take anything from you, I just gave you my blood!"

Bonnie shrugged. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." She said.

"I always do around you." Damon said.

Bonnie looked at him questioningly.

He sat down next to her and looked at her intensely. He held her jaw angled with one hand and pushed her hair away with the other. She was startled, but she was curious as to what he was going to do and held still. She couldn't move anyway, his strong grip on her jaw made it impossible to pull away. He was still being careful with her, though, and his fingers lingered on her bare neck.

"Every time I look at you," He whispered, leaning in, "I have a hard time resisting your pretty white throat." His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, and she shivered. His fingertips ran from the back of her neck to the hollow at the base of her throat.

"I can feel your pulse here," His lips traced her skin and kissed the pulse in her neck. "And I can smell your blood." He whispered, stroking her collarbone with his nose. "It's smells like heaven, and when I hear it's rhythm, I want to taste it."

Then he turned her head so she faced him.

"But I don't need it," He said, touching his forehead to hers. "Because I have you."

Bonnie could hardly breath. She didn't know what to say, so she just threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder.

When Damon had given her breakfast and she'd finished it, he told her to try and sleep some more. She heard Damon walk around in the kitchen and couldn't fall asleep. Not with her heart still beating fast and her cheeks red. She smiled when the doorbell rang and she had an excuse to get up. When she entered the hallway, she heard Damon call her name urgently from the kitchen, but she'd already opened the door.

Her eyes widened when she saw Stefan and Elena standing in front of her and she smiled.

"Elena!" Bonnie wanted to hug her best friend, but stopped when she saw the horrified expression on Elena's face.

"Bonnie, what happened to you?" Elena yelled, her eyes big and worried.

"Huh?" Bonnie was confused. Then she remembered what she looked like. She was still wearing the same clothes, they were dirty and torn and bloody. There were still cuts on her arms and face, and there was dried blood in her hair.

"No, Elena–" Bonnie started to say, but she saw Stefan's furious expression and stopped, horrified.

"Damon!" Stefan growled. He entered the house and was gone in a second.

"Damon is here?" Elena asked unbelievingly.

"Yes, but he didn't do anything! He saved me, I could've been dead! Elena, you can't let Stefan hurt him!" Bonnie explained hurriedly while heading towards the kitchen.

When she entered the kitchen with Elena at her side, Stefan had Damon pushed against the wall, his hand at Damon's throat. Damon was looking at him with an annoyed expression on his face.

"Stefan, let go of him!" Bonnie yelled, but he didn't seem to hear her.

"What did you do to her? And tell me the truth this time." Stefan growled at Damon.

"Stefan, it's really nice of you to be concerned about Bonnie, but don't you think we should listen to her first?" Elena said in a clear voice.

Stefan hesitated, but then looked at Bonnie, his fingers still around Damon's throat.

"He didn't do anything!" Bonnie repeated. "He saved me, he didn't hurt me."

Stefan looked back at his brother, confusion clear on his face.

"Told you so." Damon said, lifting an eyebrow.

"I… I'm sorry, I saw Bonnie and I just thought that…" He let go of Damon, still frowning.

Elena turned around and looked at Bonnie.

"You need to clean up a little." She said gently.

"I know. I look horrible." Bonnie bit her lip.

"Come on, I'll help you." Elena, in charge and taking care of everything as usual, pulled Bonnie to the bathroom.

Damon POV

Damon and Stefan stayed behind in the kitchen and didn't really know what to say to each other. Damon let his brother listen to Bonnie, who was explaining everything to Elena. When she'd finished her story, Stefan turned to look at him with a confused expression.

"What are you doing, Damon?"

Damon waited for him to say more.

"You do realize that Bonnie has feelings right? You can't just walk away when you're bored with her." Stefan said slowly.

"Of course I realize that, you idiot!" Damon said. "If I didn't care, don't you think I would've left from the moment all this trouble started?"

"I'm just saying that you should think about how much you care. Anyone would have rescued Bonnie, she's so small and innocent. But you are still here. Are you here because you would be bored on your own, because you haven't decided yet who's going to entertain you next? If so, you should leave now, because that's not enough."

"If you're going to be this stupid and clueless, you better leave before I rip you apart and throw you out of the window." Damon growled. He felt offended, and it surprised him. It wasn't strange for Stefan to say these things. He was Bonnie's friend, and Elena was probably thinking the same thing. But wasn't it obvious that he wasn't just playing with his little bird?

Stefan's expression was calm and he nodded. "I just wanted to make sure. Will you tell Elena that I've gone hunting?"

Damon gave him a curt nod.

Bonnie POV

While Elena cleaned her cuts, Bonnie talked about what had happened. She cried at some points, and realized that even though Damon had been very sweet, she'd missed Elena's hugs. Elena listened, looking worried. Bonnie's body still ached a bit and her legs were shaky, so Elena helped her shower and washed her hair. "I can't believe we weren't here to help you. None of this would've happened if we hadn't left." Elena said, her eyes sad.

"You don't know that, Elena." Bonnie tried to comfort her. "And besides, I'll be okay by tomorrow morning."

Elena looked surprised. "He gave you his blood?"

Bonnie nodded, looking away. She never knew that it would be so… intense. But she realized that Elena knew exactly what it was like. Her cheeks flushed.

"So you and Damon, huh?" Elena said meaningfully, raising an eyebrow. "Wait 'til Meredith hears about that." Then she became serious. "Don't let him hurt you, Bonnie. He showed you his soft side, and I know how that feels, but if he hurts you in any way, he'll have the rest of us to deal with."

Bonnie looked away. "What are you trying to tell me? That he's lying? That he doesn't care about me? That I shouldn't take this seriously?" Bonnie couldn't stop talking. She'd worried about this at first, but she didn't believe it anymore. She wanted Elena to see that what she and Damon had was different.

"No! Bonnie, of course not!" Elena pulled Bonnie closer and hugged her. "That wasn't what I meant at all! I would say the exact same thing if you had met another guy. You can do whatever you want with Damon, and I want you to be happy. Just remember that he is lucky to have you."

Bonnie smiled shyly and squeezed Elena's hand. "I missed you."

Bonnie looked much better after that. The cuts were clearly healing by now and her skin was still a bit tingly and rosy from the hot water. Elena looked at her, pleased.

It was getting dark outside and Elena told Bonnie she had to go. Bonnie hugged her goodbye and Elena promised to come back the next day. Bonnie wondered what Stefan and Damon had been doing all that time, but then figured that Stefan had gone hunting. She felt clean and fresh and put on her favourite pyjama's: cream-colored shorts and a matching top. When she entered the living room again, Damon was standing in front of her in an instant.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"Much better." She smiled.

He lifted the hem of her top and nodded approvingly when he saw the near-gone bruises and mostly healed gash on her back.

"Damon, I've been thinking about something. When Dyllis attacked you, she wasn't alone."

"You're right, she wasn't. But Dana, the vampire who was with her, is not a problem. She could only hurt me because of Dyllis's stupid tricks. If she ever comes back, it will only take a few seconds to kill her." He explained, not seeming very worried.

Bonnie nodded slowly and smiled.

He startled her by scooping her up in his arms and then carried her to her bedroom.

Damon laughed and gently put her down on the covers. It had been some time since she'd slept in her own bed, she'd slept on the couch with Damon before being kidnapped, and the feel of it made her tired. She pulled the covers up to her chin and curled up into a small ball.

"Are you leaving tonight?" She asked Damon, trying not to sound too pathetic.

"Only if you want me to." Damon said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"I don't."

"Then I'm staying right here." He smiled at her and stroked her cheek.

She reached out and pulled his face to hers. He kissed her, softly at first, but then harder. She wrapped her arms around his torso when he leaned in, trying to prevent him from pulling away. He smiled against her lips when he realized that she was using all the strength she had, and easily unlocked her arms from their grip. He kissed her jaw line, her throat and her ear.

"My little Bonnie, you need to sleep." He whispered, kissing her lips one last time.

Bonnie groaned, but then yawned. She was tired.

"Will you stay here until I fall asleep?" She asked, her eyes already closed.

He answered by taking her hand and weaving his fingers through hers.

The last thing Bonnie felt was his fingertips tracing patterns on her skin, then she fell asleep.

Dyllis POV

She was losing her Power, feeling her body become weaker every second. Her heartbeats slowed as she talked to the girl next to her. What was the girl's name? she couldn't remember.

Her lips spoke words she couldn't understand, and her sight was foggy. She thought about what would happen now. Would she see her family? Would she be able to hug her big sister? She hoped so. Was she saying this out loud? Her voice was a faint buzz now, and she became weightless. The grass beneath her disappeared and she could only feel warmth.

Someone took her hand, someone pulled her close, someone kissed the top of her head. Big hands held her face and kissed her forehead. Boys protected her from everything she feared. A girl's voice whispered secrets in her ear. She was, for the first time in two centuries, completely happy. She was happy to be able to rest, to be able to feel content.

For eternity.

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