I think Bamon are starting to realize that this is a little more than just a physical thing...they actually...sorta...like each other. The jealously...the banter...the kisses...the sex...that's what makes Bamon...Bamon in this fic! Please feel free to leave a comment!

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Guilt. Damon never really thought about feeling guilty for anything that happened or anything he did. He didn't like the feeling…it turned him into…Stefan and that wasn't fun at all. That was why he often turned off the humanity button as he went through each day. If he thought about everything he had done to people, he probably wouldn't be able to live with himself and he happened to like himself…a lot.

However, as he gazed down at Bonnie lying on his chest on the couch, he realized that the feeling in the pit of his stomach…the feeling that made him want to vomit…the feeling that made him want to walk out of the house without his ring into the sun…was guilt. He felt guilty for indirectly turning her into one of his kind. While he noticed that since she turned, she had a beauty about her that he hadn't noticed before, there was still a part of her that was dimmed…a light inside of her that he noticed when she was with Elena or Caroline. That light was gone…but it was replaced with something that he kind of thought was better; Bonnie now had some serious faith in herself and what she could do. Where there was hesitance before, it was replaced with assurance and he did find that sexy.

Which brought him to another issue….what was going on with him? For some reason he couldn't keep his hands off of her now and that didn't make ANY sense to him. Sure, he thought she was cute before and would have thought about sleeping with her, just because…but this…waking up with her head on his chest and even thinking about this relationship was weird. He was serious when he told Stefan that it was something pulling him towards her. Whether it is the taste of her blood or the connection that his blood made her a vampire, he wasn't sure and there was really no answer for it. He could never imagine being like Stefan and Elena with the smoochy type relationship; but he had to admit, he hated the thought of her with anyone else. She thought he was joking when he said that he would have ripped that college guy's heart out…the problem is…he wasn't exactly sure that he was joking. He also knew that there was something wrong going on because he lied to her about the college girl. When he left her house that night after he rejected her, he did meet up with a college girl in a bar…her name? Gina…Gia…Giselle…something. He fed on her, had sex with her and compelled her to forget…he wished he could do the same.

He wasn't completely sure what he was doing with Bonnie Bennett, but he was sure he didn't want to stop.

"You stayed?" Bonnie's sleep voice pierced the air.

"Well you were basically dead weight on top of me", Damon smirked.

Bonnie hit him before sitting up.

"Ow…you could have broken a rib", he whined.

"You would heal", Bonnie said standing up and wrapping the afghan around her body.

"You know, I think I may burn that afghan".

"You better not, this is from my dad's alma mater…he would lose his mind".

"That does not convince me not to burn it…but anyway my little vitch, what's for breakfast?"

"Breakfast? There's blood in the refrigerator".

"Oh come on Bon Bon…", Damon whined standing up and walking up behind me wrapping his arms around me, "I think after all the hard work I put in last night, you could at least get me some breakfast…I after all found you food that time".

"Yes and Mike can't even look me in the face now, so thanks Damon".

"Bonnie…" Damon began but was interrupted by someone ringing the doorbell.

"I need you to get dressed", Bonnie replied.

"Bonnie…I see your car outside!" Caroline called through the door.

"Oooh Caroline…my favorite blond…let her in…she can be breakfast!" Damon grinned.

"Damon…leave!" Bonnie ordered as Damon winked going towards the kitchen carrying his clothes.

Bonnie ran around putting on her dress from last night and flung the door open, "Caroline, what time is it?"

"It's noon…what were you doing?" Caroline asked peering over Bonnie's shoulder to the disheveled pillows on the floor.

"Sleeping…I think I'm a little hung over after last night".

"Or hung over by whatever you did in that room with that guy", Caroline smirked.

"Caroline…

"You have to tell me all about it…he was gorgeous!" Caroline squealed as she plopped down on the couch, "seriously Bonnie, you need a maid".

"Caroline…I'm really tired".

"Bonnie, you are not going to play coy…you did some bad things with that guy last night, didn't you?"

"No…nothing happened", Bonnie said praying that Damon left like she asked him to.

"Hmm…I don't know if I believe that", Caroline said with a doubtful smirk.

"Neither do I", Damon's voice drifted from the kitchen as he walked out with a steaming cup of blood, dressed in his boxers and smiling, "hi Caroline".

Caroline looked from Bonnie to Damon and her eye narrowed, "You and Damon?" Caroline breathed out, "Bonnie, how could you?"

"Caroline…things are really complicated…", Bonnie began.

"Yes, things are really complicated Caroline…Bonnie and I have been having some fun…you know the fun that we used to have for a couple of weeks now, I'm sorry she didn't share", Damon went on.

Caroline looked at Bonnie, "After all he did to me, how could you do this…I thought we were friends!"

"Caroline, I can explain".

"I don't want you to explain!" Caroline shrieked as she started towards the door.

Bonnie ran over to her and grabbed her arm, "Caroline…I can explain, let me explain please…"

"No", Caroline said with tears in her eyes, "there is nothing you can say to make me forgive you for this…let go of me".

Bonnie dropped her hand as Caroline walked out of the door.

"Well you should have told her", Damon said.

"Get out", Bonnie replied.

"Oh come on…you can't be mad at me".

"I am, now get out".

"Bonnie, you can't be mad at me because I'm mad at you…you lied about that guy last night".

"Fine…be mad out of my house", Bonnie snapped.

"Fine…fine…I'll go, but you know you will stop being mad at me", Damon said.

"I may have lost one of my best friends because of you…Damon, please leave", Bonnie said wiping her eyes.

Damon sighed, "Fine", he said walking out of the door and slamming it behind him.

Bonnie sat down on her couch in the black dress from the night before and put her head in her hands and cried.

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"Stay away from me", Caroline snapped as Damon walked towards her in the Mystic Grille later that day.

"I can't stay away from you until we talk", Damon said grabbing her by the arm.

"No, we are not going to talk…I don't know what you've done to Bonnie, but I won't let you brainwash me".

"Bonnie's not brainwashed, everything that happens between Bonnie and me, happens because we want it to".

"I don't believe that", Caroline said, "Bonnie hated you…she would never…"

"Bonnie's changed and maybe if you weren't so self centered you would notice that", Damon replied.

"Oh please...I'm not self centered…", Caroline began and paused, "about Bonnie".

"Look…I don't know where I was going but the truth is…Bonnie died, she turned into a vampire, so now she's a vampire witch and she has a lot of emotions inside of her…her grandmother died, Elena's doppelganger is running around wrecking havoc…Bonnie trusts few people right now and you are one of those people, so either you understand what she's going through or you don't", Damon snapped.

Caroline looked at Damon with wide eyes, "Bonnie's a vampire".

Damon narrowed his eyes and reached for the necklace around Caroline's neck, yanking it off and burning his hand in the process, "Damn it…listen to me", he said as he threw the necklace on the ground, "you will not remember anything I just said to you, all you know is that we spoke and you understand everything…Bonnie is a good friend and she needs you".

"I will not remember anything, but I spoke to you and I understand everything…Bonnie is a good friend and she needs me", Caroline repeated in a trance.

"Exactly, you still hate me though…but not the thought of me and Bonnie".

"I still hate you, but not you and Bonnie".

"Thank you", Damon said, "now scamper off…"

Caroline turned and walked away from Damon.

"Damn that little vitch", Damon said looking down at his burned hand.

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I sat on the couch looking through Emily's grimoire drinking some blood from a mug. Although, I'm getting use to the taste; I still miss craving food. Ever since I kicked Damon out, I went on a cleaning binge and then sat down to find the locator spell. I know Emily had to create something to track down vampires and I just needed to find it.

I flipped past some pages about creating an invisible shield, when I was distracted by footsteps outside my door. I stood up and walked towards the door.

"Bonnie!", Caroline called from outside.

I raised an eyebrow as I opened the door, "Caroline…what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to apologize about what happened earlier…I understand everything…you're a good friend and you need me now", she replied hugging me.

I was a little taken back by this new attitude and then I stepped back, "Caroline, where's your necklace?"

"Bonnie…you know…I don't hate the thought of you and Damon anymore…I mean, he's hot…who wouldn't want to jump his bones, trust me…I know", she winked.

I couldn't help but smile…that darn Damon.

"Caroline, can we just stick to us and our friendship?"

"Yes…we can".

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me and Damon sooner, I guess…a part of me knew that it wasn't right?" I frowned.

"But do you like him?" Caroline asked.

I closed my eyes and smiled, "I like him".

"Ok…well then…I guess I have no other choice but to be happy for you, but if he hurts you…"

"Caroline…thanks, but he can't", I said.

"But if he does…call me…ok", Caroline said.

I grinned and hugged her, "I will".

I walked into the living room of the Salvatore Boarding house and saw Damon sitting on the couch drinking blood out of a sniffer. "Should I kick you out of my house now?" Damon asked without looking at me.

"I came to thank you actually", I said walking over to the couch and standing in front of him, "Caroline came to see me…we talked and she forgave me".

"Well the blond does have two brain cells to rub together".

"And she ironically has a high opinion of us".

"Really…smart girl", Damon smirked gulping down the rest of his blood.

"And I realized that something happened to her vervain necklace".

"Pity".

"Thank you", I said sitting on the table in front of him.

"What was that?" Damon asked leaning forward holding his ear.

"Thank you Damon for talking to Caroline, I'm not happy that you compelled her…"

"Just a little".

"But thank you for trying to help", I smiled.

"You're welcome…you know, I am starting to enjoy you telling me thank you soo much".

I chuckled and shook my head, "Damon…I don't know what to say about you".

"I'm still waiting for you to really thank me".

I rolled my eyes as I leaned closer to him and kissed him on the lips, "Thank you".

"See how easy that was".

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"Have you found the locator spell yet?" Elena asked plopping down on my bed with the bowl of popcorn the next afternoon.

"No and I'm sure its here, it's a standard spell", I sighed, "but I will find it soon, I have to".

"Stefan doesn't think that Katherine is in Mystic Falls anymore".

"Neither do I and that's why I have to find this spell, I don't trust that she will stay away".

"Bonnie, I just want you to be careful. Katherine is ruthless and you're not".

"Everyone keeps saying that, but I don't know what I'm capable of anymore".

"Bonnie…you haven't changed...", Elena began, "much".

"I'm sleeping with Damon", I replied.

"Well…yeah…that's different".

"Different…it's the complete opposite of everything that I ever believed", I said standing up, knocking the book onto the floor, "did you hear me…I am sleeping with Damon and it's not like I even have control when I do it…something just happens and I find myself wanting to be with him".

"But is it just about sex or is there something else going?" Elena asked raising an eyebrow.

"I don't know".

"Is it because his blood was in you when you turned, does that kind of link you two?"

"I don't know…that's another reason why I'm searching the grimoire…I need to know what's happening and why I am attracted to Damon".

"Well Bonnie, Damon is attractive and he can be good…he did talk to Caroline on your behalf".

"And compelled her".

Elena narrowed her eyes, "Well he is Damon…but he helped in the only way he could".

I smiled, "I know…he did and he did it for me".

"Yes, he did", Elena grinned, "I just can't believe it…I'm with Stefan and you're with Damon…"

"I'm not with Damon".

"Well you are definitely something with Damon, Bonnie…you can admit it".

"Eh", I shrugged as I picked up the grimoire and focused on the page, "Oh my god!"
"What?" Elena asked.

"I found the locator spell…I'm going to find Katherine!" I exclaimed focusing on the pages.