Bonjour dearests! We're finally getting there with this story, i know, it's taken me a while. I'm glad you've bore with me. I've just finished watching 3x19 again and that kiss is possibly the hottest thing ever, so please forgive me if anything i write is pale in comparison.

Along side this, i've also started writing a fanfiction about the Morganville Vampires which is getting updated fairly quickly at the moment. So i'd appreciate it if you could check it out!

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'You did what?' Damon was very close to Bonnie now, his hands clenched into tight fists by the side of his body, shaking with anger.

'He MADE me do it Damon. He threatened to kill me! He used those herbs, the ones that stop most of a witches powers working for a while. I couldn't stop him.' Bonnie was practically begging him to understand, but Damon was so angry. So angry, and so scared of what he could see was bubbling under Bonnie's surface, there was something else she hadn't told him.

'What else Bonnie? What is it that you're hiding from me? Because if I find out later you didn't tell me something vitally important, it won't just be Klaus you have to be afraid of.' Damon glowered down at her, Bonnie stared up defiantly but with her powers still shorted out, there was nothing much she could do.

'It's not just a case of drinking some of Stefan's blood.. Damon, you have to drain him. The last line he added was in Latin, but it pretty much translated into 'Thy blood of the vampire drained will be that of Stefan Salvatore, who in death will save the life of the doppelganger.'

Damon growled, a vicious animal growl and turned away from Bonnie so he wouldn't be anymore tempted to hurt her. But that turned him facing Elena, covered in bruises, breaks, wires, painkillers and blood dripping into her through long clear IV drips. He would do anything to save her, get her better, stop her pain, but to kill Stefan? His own brother. He shook his head, hardly even trying to get his head around the problem. Stefan, who had become the ripper again to save him, Stefan, his brother. Or Elena, the girl he loved, the girl they had both promised their lives to protect.

'Is there any way to reverse the spell?' Damon choked out through clenched teeth.

'I don't think there's a reversal spell for this. I'm sorry.'

'YOU'RE SORRY?' Damon roared, turning back to face her, 'Sorry for what exactly Bonnie? That you got out of there unharmed, that you get to carry on living your little witchy life with no interference. None of this has any effect on you, does it. It's not the love of YOUR life hanging in the balance, or the life of YOUR brother!' Bonnie looked like she was about to cry, but Damon didn't care. He was pissed.

'Da..mon. Please.' He heard Elena's weak voice whispered across the room to him, pulling him away from his rage and to her bedside.

'What is it? Do you need more painkillers?' His hands fluttered uselessly, he'd never felt more inadequate. Elena shook her head at him and looked across the room to Bonnie. Damon knew that look, Elena was telling him to lay off. He glowered in the direction of Bonnie again, treacherous little witch! Then turned back to Elena and let his face soften a little, she was watching them both with a look of protective love. It was almost painful. He couldn't lose her, he wouldn't. Stefan wouldn't want her to suffer like this either, Damon thought, I have to find him. Taking a deep breath, he pulled his eyes away from Elena and turned back towards Bonnie.

'Do you know if Stefan is still under compulsion?' Damon asked quietly.

'From what I saw, the last time I saw him, yeah, but I know where they were staying. I could take you there. And it looks like there is only Klaus out of the originals left here too. Everyone else is gone.' Bonnie relied timidly, he was a lot more terrifying now that she didn't have the powers to protect herself against him. Damon sighed an inner sigh of relief at the last part of Bonnie's reply, it even encouraged him to forgive her a little bit.

'Okay, we need to wait until your powers are back up. We'll leave at nightfall, about 4 hours. Call the others, everyone, get them back here.' When Bonnie hesitated, he added sternly, 'Now, Bonnie.' Bonnie pulled out her phone and turned to leave the room, Damon turned again to look down at Elena, who gazed up at him with love, as always, even when she was suffering so much.

It took two hours, but finally everyone was back at the boarding house, back in Elena's makeshift hospital room and a plan was beginning to come together. Bonnie's powers were slowly coming back online, she could keep Klaus down for a while, Jeremy was staying here to watch Elena. Everyone else was prepared to fight if Bonnie failed. Damon was in charge of getting Stefan to see sense, but he felt a surprisingly deep sadness at what he was going to have to convince Stefan of. He didn't want to lose either of them, it hurt to think about, but he had too. And if one of them had to go, then even Stefan would agree that it had to be himself.

As they were leaving, everyone somehow seemed to decide that they had to say goodbye to Elena and Jeremy, it looked almost final, like they thought they might not be coming back. Even Damon thought it was a little heart wrenching watching them. Then his heart broke as he walked over to Elena to say his own goodbye and saw the horrible tears running down her face. He could see it in her eyes how angry she was at herself for not being able to help. Damon cupped her face very, very lightly and leaned down to kiss her softly.

'I love you, so much.' He whispered into her mouth, and then they left.