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11

"Why hello brother" Damon said as Stefan made his way into the living room. "I was just about to come look for you. We need to talk about curfew" he said pretending to sound serious as Stefan ignored him to give Elena and hug as Jeremy came out of the kitchen.

"Hey!" Jeremy said with excitement as he hugged Stefan.

"Hey yourself, what-what are you doing here? I thought the veil went back up?" he said looking around, still avoiding Damon, which wasn't anything new to Damon himself.

"Bonnie lifted the veil and then managed to keep me here, she brought me back" Jeremy explained as Elena happily looked at her brother.

"Wow, is she okay?" Stefan asked. Damon started to response with the all the events that had just happened, everything he just helped the witch with, but something told him not to.

"I'm fine, I'm right here" Bonnie said appearing, fully dressed, on the staircase. Damon took a second look, she was wearing one of Jeremy's shirts and Elena's shorts. I know you have a boyfriend, jeez. Damon thought to him as he rolled his eyes. Go figure she'd remind him in the most subtle ways. Why did I bring her back again? He thought as he watched Stefan give Bonnie the weirdest look.

"Hey, Bonnie" Stefan said pulling Bonnie into a tight hug, his voice too soothing. Um, no? Damon thought, since when does he hug Bonnie? He wondered slowly walking down the steps.

"I hate to call this meeting to an end but Bonnie and I have some…kegs to dispose of in the car and Jeremy, you need to fill Stefan in on the last few weeks. Elena," he paused to turn to Elena, she had one eyebrow raised, there was very little he could really make her do. "You can good look pretty somewhere else" he said kissing her forehead. "We'll be back" he said grabbing Bonnie's arm who didn't even have time to protest.

"Dispose of the kegs? That's the line you went with?" Bonnie asked as they got in his car.

"It's hard to think of things on a whim" he replied with a little pout but Bonnie just rolled her eyes. Not wanting to really annoy her he started the engine and they were off. He was going back to the cemetery, it was a long shot but maybe that guy would be there, they did after all, take all his stuff.

Even though Damon fully enjoyed watching Bonnie squirm at the silence he eventually turned on the radio, which seemed to relax her, but tensed again when a familiar song came on. "I kissed a witch and I liked it, hope my vamp girlfriend don't mind it…" Damon sang along in an off high pitched humorous tone. "I kissed a witch—" Bonnie snapped off the radio, her face flushed again as she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned as far away from him as possible. "I was listening to that" he said pretending to sound put out.

"Shut up" Bonnie replied as Damon raised an eyebrow at her as she stared straight ahead, her face fixed into a serious expression. "It was a heat of the moment thing, an accident, a whim" she explained, her body still tense. Damon felt himself working his jaw again, didn't he love proving people wrong? But what if it was an accident? But he did like it, he really liked it. Bonnie had such soft lips. But then there was Elena and Jeremy. Not that Jeremy deserved Bonnie. He had cheated on her, with a dead person no less. But he cared. Didn't he? Well, Damon cared too. Fuck it. He thought pulling to the side of the road. "What are you doing?" Bonnie exclaimed as she watched Damon get out of the car and go around to her side. "Damon, this isn't funny, whatever you—" Damon's lips were on hers before she could get out the rest of her sentence. The part he liked the most about the kiss was that she didn't push away. In fact she kissed him back. It was nice.

"Bonnie" he said quietly as he pulled away, gently stroking her cheek. "I was so worried about you; I've been so horrible to you all these years and I'm sorry" he found himself saying. That was hardly anything he wanted to admit, he never wanted to give anyone leverage that could be used against him. "And I guess all that's happened, being with Elena made me realize I do want to care" he confessed, his annoyance at himself midlevel. Being with her was truly nice, there was something in her that he didn't get with Elena. But what? He wondered as Bonnie gave him a sad look but squeezed his hand.

"Then you should start by caring about Elena, I have—" he kissed her again, he did not need to be reminded he was kissing someone else's girlfriend. Again.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything" they instantly pulled apart, the man standing there.

"Hey, just the person I wanted to talk to" Damon said coolly as Bonnie took another second to pull herself together. "Who are you?" he said as the man took a step closer. "Now, c'mon, you know better, I almost ripped your throat out before, let's not get too close again" Damon teased. The man didn't even look at him, instead his eyes were focused on Bonnie who was looking wide eyed back at him. Damon's first thought was the man was going to set her on fire again so he moved closer. If she was going to get burnt, so he was. Uh, what? He asked himself but focused on Bonnie.

"Who are you?" Bonnie asked quietly as the man finally smiled.

"I'm a witch, like you, we heard the news, here and on the other side. Your grams said you were dead, I searched for a way to bring you back" the man explained. Ah, so there is another witch still alive. Damon noted in his mind. "At first I couldn't see the way, but Emily helped me." Both Damon and Bonnie tensed at his words.

"Emily?" Damon asked. "What's she got to do with this?" he thought, and then he remembered the dream, of course she was involved, how didn't he put that together before he didn't know.

"She knows how powerful you are, she knows you can bring down Silas" the man said.

"Silas? No, he's dead, Stefan chucked his body somewhere after Bonnie turned him to stone" Damon explained but Bonnie was shaking her head, her eyes like saucers.

"A witch's spell only last as long as she's alive" she whispered as the man nodded.

"Silas is dangerous and doesn't belong in this world. Now that the cure is gone, you know how angry he's going to be. Bonnie, you're stronger than ever now, and you have Damon—"

"Hold on, no, she doesn't have me," Damon replied, holding his hands up in protest.

"You love her, don't you?" the man asked in the most casual of tones as he simply blinked at Damon. Damon's first response was a laugh of disbelief. Who did this man think he was? "You're not mad anymore, are you?" he asked. Damon narrowed his eyes, the only person that knew about that was Emily. "She's told me things. It's no coincidence that your lighting of the candle brought her back to this world; that form" the man said nodding at Bonnie.

"Now hold on, you told me to light the candle" he reminded the man.

"Yes, but if you didn't care for her Damon, if there was nothing in your heart that ached for her it wouldn't have worked. Her body would've turned to ash" the man explained. Right, now he tells me. Damon thought as he tried to think of a good comeback.

"Bonnie, you can take Silas down, you have magic, your grams, Damon—"

"Jeremy and—"

"Like he's going to do anything helpful, he'll just be in the way" Damon interrupted.

"He's a vampire hunter there's something" Bonnie said looking over at the man.

"I'm afraid Damon's right, there's very little he can do. But you need to act fast, word has it that Silas is in his true form, you need to work together and trap him in the caves. Damon, please, look out for her. She cares about you just as much even if she can't see it. Here, start with this, and remember, the less people you tell, the better" the man said handing over a bag. "I doubt we'll met again in this life, but I do warn you Damon, don't get to comfortable kissing her, you never know who's watching" the man said as he started walking off in the opposite direction.

"Hey, wait!" Bonnie called but the witch continued walking.

"Don't even worry about it" Damon said as he sat back in the driver's seat. "So, do you wanna be Sherlock or should I? Or should we do Batman and Robin?" Damon asked with a smirk as Bonnie grabbed the bag from him and shot him a glare, the tiniest smile in the corner of her mouth.

"Just drive Damon" she replied as Damon patted her thigh and started off.