Hello Everyone! Thank you all for your reviews and comments from the last chapter. Luke was always around, but never quite made his mark until the last chapter. Spoiler: He gets worse in this chapter.
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The Night of Olivia's Murder
"Straight Up Martini please," Bonnie told the bartender leaning casually on the bar in the Ritz Carlton ballroom. Against her better judgment and her need to be alone, she showed up to Marcel's engagement party. He was marrying one of the Assistant District Attorneys and that meant that Bonnie found herself spending the evening with plenty of ex-colleagues. As much as she would have preferred to sit this one out, she couldn't. Marcel had been a friend after she quit Briddle. He was the only one from the firm that reached out to her after she quit, so she couldn't shut him out. So even though she felt like shit, she put on a sexy dress, curled her hair, put on make up and headed out to the Ritz Carlton Hotel for the engagement party.
"Here you go," the bartender slid the glass over to her as she plopped 3 dollars on the counter and picked up the olive, sliding it slowly in her mouth and chewing. She wasn't a fan of straight up martinis, but she needed to be a little tipsy for this event and a straight martini was the best way to get that way.
"Bonnie, very nice to see you again," Alan walked up as she sipped her martini watching Marcel and his fiancée, Diana work the room.
"Alan is it really?" she turned to him.
He frowned, "Bonnie, I know that things didn't end well…"
"Well Alan? I would say things ended terribly and I'm only here because Marcel is a friend. I don't want to make small talk with people who aren't exactly on my ally list."
"Bonnie, I do like you. I watched you grow up. When Rudy asked me to offer you a position at my firm, I never hesitated."
"Of course not, because I was good at what I did until you decided I wasn't. I have nothing else to say to you," Bonnie scoffed placing her glass on the counter starting to walk away, before Alan touched her arm, "Bonnie, I only wanted what was best for you," he stated gently.
"No, you wanted what was best for your bottom line," she countered moving away from him.
"Is there a problem here?" a male voice interrupted.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. This was all she needed, "Detective Mikaelson, nice to see you again. It's been months. The last time we saw each other was at the engagement party for you two," Alan smiled.
"Yeah, well that was a long time ago," Bonnie mumbled wishing that someone would interrupt and make both of these men go away.
"Alan, may I have a word with Bonnie?" Kol asked.
"Sure…Bonnie, I know you may not believe me, but if you ever need anything—please let me know," Alan gave Bonnie a reassuring smile before walking away. She felt the hurt and disappointment in the pit of her stomach watching Alan walk away. She swallowed hard as the tears welled up in her eyes.
"Bonnie, I could see that was starting to get a little difficult."
"It was fine. I'm a big girl, no one asked for your help," she snapped holding her finger up for another martini.
"I am aware of that, but I saw you over here and I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I heard what happened at Briddle."
Bonnie shrugged, "Things happen."
"And I see you're alone, are you still seeing that attorney?"
Bonnie sipped her drink and chuckled, "Ahh, I'm sure the courthouse informed you that I am not and I am also sure that's why you're over here."
"That's not the only reason why I'm here. I care about you Bonnie and I know that its been a hard couple of weeks for you and I just want to be a friend. Remember, we used to be friends. We used to be able to speak without sniping at each other. I just want us to get back to that point," Kol focused meeting her eyes, "I know you're a good woman and I made horrible mistakes, but I just want to be in your life again."
Bonnie stared at Kol, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was her loneliness, but she was willing to talk to him for a few moments and let go of some of the anger she felt at everything…Damon…Kol…Alan…her career…her life, "Maybe we can work on that," she answered finally.
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Damon followed Olivia into her apartment. He had been distracted all night with thoughts of Bonnie. He had caught a glimpse of her at the courthouse earlier. She didn't see him, but he had seen her. She was laughing and speaking with some of the other attorneys, but as soon as they walked away—he saw the scowl on her face. They hadn't spoken in weeks and he missed her. He wanted to reach out, but after that moment in the restaurant weeks ago, he knew that whatever they had was over. Both had to move on.
"You ok?" Olivia asked turning to him as they walked into the living room.
"Uh, yeah…fine…just a little distracted that's all," he shrugged.
Olivia nodded walking into the kitchen, "Distracted huh? By a certain green eyed woman?"
"Liv…"
"Look Damon, I know that feelings don't turn off just like that. It's ok. There are times when I wonder if I can forget and forgive Tyler for all that he did," she sighed, "but then I realize, that everything happened for a reason and I'm better off."
Damon didn't answer as Olivia stood in front of him, "Beer? You know that's not my style," he shook his head with the brown bottle being held in front of his face.
Olivia laughed shaking her blond locks sitting down beside him, "Of course its not, but we're celebrating…my way."
"Your way huh? With beer?"
"I like beer. I know you're more of a bourbon type of guy," Olivia knocked her shoulder with his on the couch.
"I'll make an exception tonight. Your divorce is final and you got everything that you deserved from that bastard of an ex-husband."
"I'll drink to that," she clinked her bottle with his and then paused, looking around her apartment, "did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" he asked taking a sip of the beer, "not bad by the way."
"Yeah, its a special brew. Luke brought it to me the other day. Tyler wasn't a fan of beer and I don't think I've had it in years..." she stood up from the couch as Damon continued drinking, "are you sure you didn't hear that?"
"Nope…didn't hear a thing," Damon studied the bottle, "how much alcohol does this have in it?"
"Why?"
"Because I'm usually a bourbon guy, but I feel like I had 10 shots of bourbon already."
"Hmm," Olivia stated moving away from the couch.
"Liv, what's wrong?" Damon asked lifting his arm that suddenly felt like it weighed 100 pounds.
She didn't answer as she moved towards the hallway between the living room and bedroom. Damon's eyes blinked as his lids became heavy.
"Luke, what are you doing back here?" Olivia asked Damon heard her ask nervously.
He found himself standing up and turning towards the hallway as Luke walked into the living room. He stared at his friend and focused on his eyes—he didn't recognize those eyes.
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"So I wasn't a bad tablemate tonight huh?" Kol joked walking Bonnie out of the ballroom.
She smiled begrudgingly, "No you weren't."
"Hey, how are you getting home?" he touched her arm.
"A Lyft of course. The martinis flowed a little too freely tonight."
"Of course," he stated, "I can give you a ride home, you know."
Bonnie smiled, "Oh no…no…no."
"Come on Bon, I don't bite," Kol smiled.
"Oh but you do."
He chuckled and then he turned serious, "You know, you look beautiful tonight. The biggest regret that I have is messing up what we had together."
"Yeah well…" she turned away from him.
"You don't deserve to be hurt," he reached out to touch her cheek.
Maybe it was the alcohol…maybe it was the setting, but she welcomed his touch. He moved closer to her, capturing her lips in a kiss. It was just as she remembered. A little firm, but sensual at the same time. He leaned into her and whispered in her ear, "Come home with me."
She paused and met his gaze, "No…" she answered, "come home with me."
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"Luke…man…what are you doing here?" Damon asked trying to walk towards Olivia who was standing in her living room with a confused look.
"I thought I would come visit my cousin who all of a sudden stopped answering my calls," Luke narrowed his eyes at Olivia.
"Luke, I'm sorry. Things changed…"
"Did they?" he raised an eyebrow moving closer to Damon and Olivia.
Olivia swallowed, "Yes, I don't need any help. I don't want any help. I want to run my share of Lockwood Industries by myself, I deserve it."
Luke nodded and then without warning raised his fist punching Damon in the face causing Olivia to scream. Due to his drowsiness from the beer, Damon toppled back, but managed to speak, "What the fuck Luke!" he exclaimed.
"Luke what are you doing!" Olivia shrieked as Luke went after Damon again. Damon was able to land a few punches to Luke's face, but it wasn't long before he sent Damon crashing into the glass coffee table shattering the glass. Damon felt like he had been hit by a truck as he lay on the floor fighting to keep his eyes open. He could hear Olivia screaming, "What are you doing! Why would you do that to him!"
"You care about him more than your own family!" Luke shouted, "I've called you for weeks and you ignored me!"
"Luke, you're scaring me," Olivia's voice shook.
Damon's eyes opened as he tried to get up from the glass bed that he was lying on, but his body refused to cooperate.
"Olivia, I wanted the best for you and I thought that you would at the very least thank me for it," Luke stated as Olivia backed away from him glancing over at Damon.
"What is wrong with him?"
"I thought that you would be alone…" Luke drifted off.
"What?"
"I didn't expect him to be here and I sure as hell didn't expect him to drink any of the beer. I thought that this would be easier."
"Easier?" Olivia squinted, "what do you mean?"
"Things with the company aren't going well and I just need something…money," Luke moved closer to her.
"Luke I can give you a couple thousand, if that's what you need…"
"I need more than that," he replied, "I owe people much more than that."
She shook her head, "So the rumors are true," she whispered.
"What do you mean?" he narrowed his eyes as they moved towards the kitchen. Olivia noticed that Damon stopped moving on the floor.
"Someone from home told me that you were in some trouble. Your father's company…you messed up."
"I didn't mess up!" Luke exploded, "people led me down the wrong road. I just need some help…"
"No," Olivia stated firmly, "I don't know what you did to Damon or what you planned to do to me, but I can't bail you out…I won't bail you out…"
"Olivia, I looked out for you. I found someone for you to marry…I found you a lawyer to help you get a divorce. I deserve to be helped!" Luke roared.
"No you don't, I don't even recognize you right now!" Olivia shrieked, rushing away from Luke, into the kitchen where she grabbed a knife from the block, "Luke, please…just leave…I won't tell anyone what you did to Damon," she pleaded with tears in her eyes.
Luke walked closer to her, "Olivia, this is done." Olivia rushed from the kitchen towards Damon lying on the floor, "Damon…wake up please… please…" she shook Damon's body.
"He's not getting up any time soon," Luke walked over to her.
Olivia stood up from the floor waving the knife in front of her slicing Luke's arm, which immediately began to bleed, "Luke…please…" she pleaded as he grabbed the knife from her. There was very little sound that came after except for one scream, gurgling, a body hitting the floor and then silence.
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Damon opened his eyes to absolute silence. He felt sticky. His shirt was plastered to his chest and his head hurt like hell. He rubbed his face and felt a warm, wet sticky substance on his cheek and then he looked at his hand—covered in blood. He turned his head slowly and that's when he saw her…Olivia lying on the floor in a pool of blood, eyes open staring back at him and the only thing separating them was a bloody knife.
Present Day
Bonnie felt sick. She felt like she would vomit. The look in Luke's eyes was distant. It was almost as if he was telling a story about what he witnessed in a movie. He had brutally murdered his cousin and framed his friend for it. He appeared to be detached from what actually occurred, "All I wanted…all I needed was money and she refused. She pulled a knife on me," he shook his head in disbelief.
Bonnie swallowed, "You didn't mean to kill her I know."
Luke turned to Bonnie with a bone chilling gaze, "Oh I meant to kill her, just not like that," he answered simply.
The coldness that came over Bonnie at that moment was something she had never felt before. She'd looked plenty of murderers in the face, but none of them chilled her the way Luke just did. "I always had a feeling that Olivia wouldn't give me any money. My cousin was always a selfish bitch."
Bonnie took a few steps away from Luke watching as he removed a knife from the wooden block on her counter.
"You see, I can read women very well," he turned to Bonnie, "just like I'm reading you right now and I know that you intend to get Damon acquitted. Yeah, you may hate him. You may even want to see him suffer a little, but I doubt you would see him go to jail for a crime he didn't commit. I bet you're recording me right now," Luke smiled as his eyes drifted over to Bonnie's cell phone.
She didn't bother to look, "I'm not recording you."
"Is that right?" he stared at her for a beat before they both reached for the phone and he snatched it up before her, "oh look at that…" he held up the phone showing the red square, "you are recording me."
Bonnie watched Luke end the recording and place the phone back on the counter. He moved closer to her wielding the knife as Bonnie backed up out of the kitchen, "I have to give it to you for a moment, I believed you. You were Lockwood's attorney and although, you bombed the case for him—that stipulation in the agreement, had to be your idea in some capacity and you would never help me get that money."
"You murdered your cousin, you don't deserve that money," Bonnie sniped.
"Who determines what people deserve?" Luke shrugged as he continued to advance on her, "but I tell you what Bonnie, I will let you decide what you deserve…a painless or painful death…your choice."
"You're going to kill me?" she asked.
"You know what happened between me and Olivia. Damon won't figure it out and the police aren't looking for a new suspect, so its just you," he walked around her coffee table as Bonnie moved closer to her bookcase, "and Bonnie, I have to tell you—the last woman who thought she could overpower me found herself choking on her own blood."
"A choice…" Bonnie breathed out, "I have to make a choice…" she looked around.
"You've never done anything to me, so I am fine with painless," Luke smiled at her, "so maybe no knife, just an overdose…I'm flexible."
"Ok Luke, maybe we can make a deal. I was obviously wrong about you not deserving them," she held out her hands, "I will get you those shares…I know how to get them, I will help you," Bonnie's heart threatened to beat out of her chest as she watched him grip the knife tighter.
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Kol stopped abruptly in front of Bonnie's apartment building and Damon hopped out of the SUV while it was still moving, rushing through the glass doors with Kol shouting behind him. Damon raced towards the elevators and stabbed at the buttons. He saw Kol rushing in the front doors as the elevator doors closed. Damon paced the elevator, "I will kill him," he stated as the numbers rose.
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"Olivia tried to stab me and you see how that ended," Luke advanced towards Bonnie.
"I'm not trying to fight you Luke, I'm trying to help you. I promise that I will never tell anyone that you are the one who killed Olivia."
"Do you think I'm an idiot!?" Luke roared, as he waved the knife and Bonnie instinctually threw up her arms, feeling the cut of the knife on her arm. She screamed out in pain as the sound of splintering wood echoed throughout the apartment and Luke whirled around to see Damon rushing into the apartment. It all happened so fast as Bonnie screamed as Damon immediately launched himself towards Luke punching him in the face, causing Luke to take a few steps back. Luke growled as Bonnie watched him raise the knife and sink it into Damon's stomach, Bonnie turned around quickly to the box on her bookcase, throwing it on the floor shattering the wood and then bending down to remove the contents. Damon held onto his stomach with blood rushing through his fingers as Luke yelled out charging towards Damon before a shot rang out causing Luke to collapse onto the floor sending the sliding knife across the room.
Kol ran up to the doorway where he witnessed Damon standing in the middle of the floor holding his stomach, Luke on the floor trying to crawl away from Bonnie and Bonnie standing with a smoking handgun in her hands as blood trickled from her arm.
"That bitch shot me!" Luke screamed out trying to touch the pool of blood pouring out of the wound in his back.
"Shut up!" Kol ordered as he walked over to Bonnie, "Bon, it's ok…he's down and he's not getting up."
"I can't feel my legs!" Luke cried out.
Bonnie looked over at Damon who went down on his knees onto the floor. Kol took the handgun from her and she rushed over to Damon, dropping down next to him, "I didn't need your help," she chastised him trying to catch her breath, taking his hand as he laid down on the floor.
"Maybe not, but I sure as hell needed yours," he breathed out with a cocky grin.
Bonnie placed her hand on his wound, while blood gushed in between her fingers, "You're going to be ok," she assured him as EMTs and police officers began rushing into her apartment.
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An hour later, Bonnie sat in one of the emergency rooms pacing, "Bon, you are supposed to be sitting down," Elena walked in, taking Bonnie's hand and leading her over to the bed, "the intern just sutured your arm."
"Why? Nothing happened to me. Damon is the one who got stabbed. And why is it no one has come to tell me how he's doing, he looked like he was losing a lot of blood in my apartment," Bonnie questioned as Elena wrapped the blood pressure cuff around her arm.
"Your pressure is sky high Bon, you had a rough day."
Bonnie snorted, "Rough seems like an understatement."
"I just know that you had a bad day, complete with almost being murdered by a lunatic and he did cut your arm," Elena stared at her best friend.
"It was a flesh wound and he was never going to touch me. Granted, I forgot where I put the key to her box—but it worked out in the end. Molly did her job."
"Yes, Molly. The thing you balked at getting."
"Yeah well, she came in handy this time. Where's Damon? Do you know how his surgery is going?"
"The knife pierced his spleen, but he will be fine. His parents and Stefan are upstairs."
"My mom and Grams are on their way; my dad is coming from DC."
"That's great Bon," Elena smiled.
"Yes, almost dying brings my family together," Bonnie smiled, "what about Luke?" she asked with a knot in her stomach. While she didn't truly care if he died, she didn't necessarily want his death on her hands.
Elena took a deep breath, "He's in surgery, there was damage to his spinal cord."
Bonnie breathed out.
"But he deserves much more than that, he may not ever walk again—but that's a small price to pay for what he did."
"Yeah," Bonnie stated, "and he didn't delete the recording on my phone, so the charges will be dropped against Damon. I need to call the judge and get a hearing as soon as possi…"
"No, you are taking a few days off…doctor's orders," Elena interrupted.
"What is wrong with you?" Sheila's voice drifted over from the door, "almost getting yourself killed."
Sheila and Abby entered the room together, "Bonnie, are you ok…you were bleeding…why is she here Elena?" Abby rushed over checking Bonnie's arm out.
"Because she had an exciting day. She has a small cut to her arm that needed suturing, but she will be ok. Her pressure is a little high and I think she's still in shock. We want to keep her overnight for monitoring…"
"Elena, that is so not necessary," Bonnie argued.
"Oh but it is, maybe if you stay here you won't get yourself into anymore trouble," Sheila added.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, "Fine…fine…I will stay tonight, but just tonight and I want to know as soon as Damon gets out of surgery."
"I will go observe and let you know," Elena sighed before leaving the room.
Bonnie looked over at Sheila and Abby, who both wore the same pissed off expressions, "Look, I didn't set this up so he would try to kill me—it kinda just happened."
"Oh I'm sure it did," Sheila quipped, "she gets this crazy, life on the line gene from Rudy, that is the only explanation here."
"She sure does," Abby commented with her arms folded.
"Excuse me…Bonnie?" Lily Salvatore poked her head into the room causing Abby and Sheila to stare at her like the stranger they deemed her to be.
"Hello Lily," Bonnie smiled motioning for her to enter.
Lily smiled nervously as Sheila and Abby sized her up, "Hello, I'm Lily Salvatore…Damon's mother. I just wanted to come and see how Bonnie's doing. I know it was quite a day."
"She's fine," Sheila clipped.
"Grams…Lily, this is my mother Abby and my grandmother, Sheila and I'm fine. They just want to keep me here to force me to rest or something. How's Damon?"
"He's in surgery, but they believe that he will be fine. Thank you for everything you've done for him," Lily smiled, "just know that whatever you need, we will make sure you have it."
"Thank you, but I'm fine. I will come up when Damon gets out of surgery. He distracted Luke giving me enough time to get my gun. He could have been killed."
Bonnie heard Sheila open her mouth to speak, but also heard her mother whisper Mom, "Your daughter is a good person. She's done so much to help my son, even when he didn't deserve it," Lily's eyes shone with unshed tears, "I'm just thankful."
Abby nodded, "We hope that Damon will heal soon."
Lily smiled, "Thank you, I will see you soon Bonnie."
"I'll be up in a few," Bonnie smiled as Lily waved before leaving the room.
"Well she seems pleasant," Sheila chuckled.
"She's nice," Bonnie looked down at her hands, "she is Damon's mother and she took a liking to me."
"Of course she did, who wouldn't?" Abby wrapped her arm around Bonnie smiling.
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Hours later, Damon felt the pain. He grimaced holding his stomach and opened his eyes slowly. He really needed that nurse to come bring him some morphine or a sledgehammer, one or the other. He reached blindly to find the call button, when a soft and warm hand met his. His eyes fluttered open and he met her green orbs looking down at him. Her face was a mixture of annoyance and playfulness, "Need something?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"Pain meds…lots of pain meds," he breathed out.
"I will call the nurse in a minute."
He opened his eyes fully and focused on her, "Are you ok?" he asked looking over at her arm.
"Just a few stitches, nothing close to what you had to go through. Elena said your surgery went well and you will be completely healed."
"With a scar that proves that I was a hero," he gave her a cocky grin causing her to roll her eyes.
"No one asked you to come, I had it under control and if I need to remind you…I saved you," Bonnie leaned closer to him with a smirk.
Damon nodded with a look of gratitude, "You did and thank you. You saved me in more ways than one. I appreciate it. I appreciate you," he looked over at her, "you believed in me, even when you had no reason to."
"No matter what happened between us, I knew you could never murder someone…"
"You're actually wrong about that," Damon focused on her, "because if Luke had done anything to you, I would have killed him. There's no debate about that."
Bonnie shook her head, "Please don't say things like that, I'm already in the midst of getting charges dropped against you."
"Well I didn't know that you were packing."
"Well after a crazy person breaks into your house and tries to kill you once, you kind of learn your lesson," Bonnie shrugged, "and Kol actually made me get lessons and buy the gun."
Damon scoffed, before holding his stomach, "He would."
"But it's a good thing."
"Where is the detective now?" Damon asked.
"He's still at my apartment I guess, not sure."
"You know he was the one who drove me to your place, so we did get along for those few moments."
"I will be eternally grateful."
Damon smiled.
"So I will get the nurse, so she can get you some pain meds and you can sleep. You had surgery and you need to rest," Bonnie stood up from the chair and was stopped, by Damon's hand. She couldn't deny the sparks that she felt travel up her arm at his touch, "Bonnie," he began, "I love you, you know that right."
Hearing his words stirred her stomach and she found herself unable to speak. Their eyes met for a few moments and then she opened her mouth, "I will get the nurse," she stated as he dropped his hand nodding at her and she left the room.
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Moments later, Bonnie walked into her hospital room to find Sheila, Abby and Rudy all sitting around watching one of Shondaland's shows. The vision of her family all gathered around watching television and not arguing was something she hadn't witnessed since she was a child, it made her smile.
"Daddy," she walked in with a smile.
"Bonnie…what happened to your arm?" he asked examining her bandaged arm.
"Flesh wound…it was a gift for being one of the best attorneys and amateur detectives in town," she grinned.
"Right, why don't you get your brilliant self in that hospital bed and stay there," Rudy nodded.
"Fine, fine," Bonnie walked over to the bed sliding inside as Rudy pulled the blanket over her before he settled down in a chair joining Abby and Sheila back in Shondaland and moments later, Bonnie visited Sleepland.
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Damon felt the sunlight beaming down on him and whatever pain he felt before he fell asleep was almost non-existent, but he could still feel a presence over him. He opened one eye to find Lily, Giuseppe and Stefan staring down at him, "Am I dead?" he asked.
"If you were, me and Mother wouldn't be here…sorry Father," Stefan threw a smile over at Giuseppe.
"Funny Stefan…very funny," Damon stated sitting up.
"Be careful Honey," Lily took his arm.
"I'm fine Mom, just a little sore. Where's your girlfriend? I want my release papers and a prescription for some nice pain meds," Damon looked over at Stefan.
"She's home, she doesn't stay here 24/7."
"Then when can I get out of here?" Damon asked, "I'm ready to go home, sleep in my own bed and embrace the fact that I won't have any murder charges over my head any more."
"I will go and find your doctor," Lily smiled before heading for the door.
"And I actually have to make a call, excuse me," Stefan moved towards the door leaving Damon and Giuseppe together.
There was silence between the two of them for a few moments before Giuseppe spoke, "Well I think it needs to be said again, I was very wrong about your choice of attorney. She's a tough one."
"She's the best," Damon commented.
Giuseppe nodded, "So she is. I still can't believe Lucas was responsible for all of this. He was your friend and always appeared to be a good man."
"He had everyone fooled, but Bonnie suspected him from the beginning."
Giuseppe was silent and then he spoke again, "When we first heard that you were being rushed to the hospital, my heart sank into my stomach. Whatever differences we have, you're my son and I love you. I want the best for you and that's part of the reason why I reacted the way I did when you decided to become an attorney and not embrace the family business. I just had visions of my two sons running the company with me, that's all. But if you are interested, would you ever consider coming on as General Counsel for the business?"
Damon was surprised. Giuseppe had always been adamant about not having Damon anywhere near the firm, "I appreciate the offer, but what I do now is what keeps me going. Maybe in a few years, I would be happy to come on as GC."
"I see, I figured that and I don't think you're leaving this town any time soon."
"Why?" Damon asked.
"Because the woman responsible for saving your life is here," Giuseppe answered simply.
"So she is…" Damon mumbled and then he turned to Giuseppe, "can you call Michael, I actually need his help with something."
Giuseppe raised an eyebrow, "Sure."
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Bonnie finished packing her overnight bag that Abby brought her early that morning when someone knocked on her hospital room door. She turned around to see Kol standing in the hospital doorway with a bouquet of flowers, "I wasn't sure if you were being released today or not," he stated entering the room.
"I am, my mom's downstairs visiting one of her students and my dad is coming to take me to my Grams' house. I was told by the CSIs on the case that I won't be able to get into my apartment for a few days, that's if I even want to go back there."
Kol nodded and then he grimaced slightly, "I'm sorry Bon."
"Sorry?" she asked.
"For the cheating, for what I did with that report on your desk…I missed you, I was angry that you moved on and I was selfish and jealous. The cosmic joke in all of this is my actions sent you right back to Salvatore," Kol chuckled humorlessly.
"I'm not back with him," Bonnie stated.
"I was there Bon. You may be making him sweat now, but I see it. I know that you love him and even though, I hate to admit this—I was with him when he thought that Luke would hurt you. He was even nicer to me in order to get out of that cell. You continue to give him hell, but I want you to be happy Bonnie. You deserve happiness after all that we've put you through," Kol gave her a half smile.
She said nothing as he placed her flowers on the bed, "I hope one day that we can be friends again."
She nodded as he turned to walk towards the door, "Thank you Kol for talking me down after I shot Luke."
"I was impressed that you were such a good shot."
"I was taught by one of the best," she smiled.
Kol gasped, "A compliment, maybe we can be friends again after all."
"Anything is possible," Bonnie answered with a smile.
Well I think Luke got what he deserved, but he pops up again in the next chapter. He and Damon need some closure.
Looks like Bamon sorta saved each other, so where do they go now?
The fic is not over by a longshot. Damon has some making up to do.
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