AN: Hey guys, I watched the Vampire Diaries last night, and it was really bad…again. I knew that Bonnie wasn't going to be in this episode, but I wanted to watch it anyway because of Jeremy and Tyler. And, I must say Steven R. McQueen has really grown on me; I think he's hot, and I noticed last night that he is taller than Ian Somerhaulder. They had Ian in boots to give him a little height to make him eye level with Steven, isn't that hilarious! But anyway, twenty minutes into the show, I had to turn it off because I just couldn't waste my time anymore. And, you know what was kind of a bomber is that Ian has forgotten how to play snarky Damon, I'm sorry but it's true. Whenever he would do his little Damon "one-liners" it felt flat and sometimes forced, like he was trying too hard.

The writers really screwed up when they decided to change Damon in order for him to be with Elena which made me wonder if they do decide to let Elena sleep with Damon, how they're going to make her not come off looking like a slut. I mean come on guys, sleeping with two brothers is a slut move, so I wonder how they're going to pull that off. Oh, I just realized how they are going to do it. The day after Elena fucks Damon, she is going to feel bad about it and have a conversation with Caroline, and she will proceed to reassure Elena, telling her in no way did fucking Damon make her a slut. So because Caroline said that she wasn't a big old nasty slut then that's supposed to make us believe that it's okay that Elena fucked both Salvatore brothers…I think not, Julie Plec!

You guys know how TVD writers like to force shit down our throats to make us accept their half assed storylines. In the south, women who "run through" the men in the same family are considered to be the lowest of the low, and I hope they won't let Elena fall into this category because I actually like her; she just needs to get her shit together and just make a decision already which I'm telling you people won't be until the series finale, so until then, it's just going to go back and forth. Watch what I tell you, that's how it will be.

Anyhoo, enjoy the story!

I do not own anything in regards to the Vampire Diaries

Damon laid between Bonnie's slender thighs, fucking her slowly as his ass erotically moved up and down underneath the sheet in a tantalizing motion. The feel of her soft, delicate body beneath his awakened his masculine side. He liked the fact that she was small and his muscular body completely covered hers. Her pussy was so tight that it seemed as though he just barely fit inside of her. They fucked with their eyes open, watching each other as he slowly moved inside of her. Damon leaned down, capturing Bonnie's mouth in a tender yet scorching kiss, dipping his tongue inside of her mouth, making her moan in response. Because of her pregnancy, all of Bonnie's senses were heighten; she was aware of everything about Damon. His touch, smell and taste even the sounds that he was making were making an impression on her. Bonnie felt so close to him in this moment that they literally were one in every sense of the word.

Bonnie laid asleep on top of Damon, completely naked when the sound of her phone going off on the nightstand woke her up. She groaned, opening her eyes and went to move off of Damon to answer it when he tightened his arms around her, holding her in place.

"It's late, don't answer it." He said, sleepily.

Bonnie laid her head back down on his chest. Two minutes later, it rang again and Bonnie moved off of Damon before he could stop her. She reached over and grabbed the phone, looking at the screen. It was Caroline calling.

"Caroline, you've got to be kidding me…it's two thirty in the morning." Bonnie said, laying her head down on the pillow with the phone to her ear.

"Hey Bon…I need…I need…for you to come get me." Caroline said, drunkenly.

Bonnie sat up with her hand gripping the sheet to her breasts. She knew this voice. This wasn't just a had a few too many drinks Caroline; this was a popped a couple of pills while I had a few too many drinks Caroline.

"Caroline, tell me exactly where you are right now…I'm on my way." Bonnie saw out the corner of her eye Damon sit up, watching her.

"I-I am at…I'm at some guy's house…I think he's name is Claude or Klaus, it's one of those I can't remember, but he's British, Bonnie." Caroline said, snorting while she laughed.

"I need the address, Caroline." Bonnie said, slowly.

"Bonnie, I don't know the fucking address and this guy is passed out, so I can't ask him…but it's somewhere in the Hollywood Hills." She said, irritated.

Bonnie touched her head, trying to think. "Okay Caroline, I'm going to need for you to look for a piece of mail with this guy's address on it."

"I don't know where he keeps his fucking mail, Bonnie!"

"Then check every fucking room until you find it!" Bonnie yelled into the phone.

"Okay, okay…you don't have to yell!" Caroline shouted.

Bonnie waited on the line while Caroline walked around the house looking for some mail with an address on it. She found it after a few minutes, giving Bonnie the address.

"I'm on my way… DO NOT MOVE!" Bonnie told her before hanging up.

Bonnie put on her robe before getting out the bed. She had barely tied it together when Damon was standing in front of her totally naked.

"You are not going after her."

"Yes I am." Bonnie said, trying to side step him.

He blocked her. "I'm serious Bonnie…it's two thirty in the fucking morning…there is no way in hell you're driving to the Hollywood Hills this late at night."

"Caroline is my friend and she needs me right now…I am not going to leave her stranded in some strange guys house!"

Damon grabbed Bonnie by her arms, holding her still when she tried to move around him. "I don't give a fuck about Caroline, let her get herself out of this mess…you have nothing to do with this!"

"Are you fucking insane…she's my best friend…I have known her longer than I've known you, and there is no way in hell you are stopping me…NOW LET ME GO!" she demanded.

Damon's blue eyes flashed angrily. He pulled Bonnie against his naked body, their noses practically touching. "I don't care if I've got to lock your little ass up…you aren't going anywhere."

Tears started to fall from her eyes because he wasn't going to let her go, and Caroline was in trouble; Bonnie could tell that she was really out of it. "You don't understand…you have to let me go get her…she needs me."

Damon searched her eyes. He could see that she was frightened. "Bonnie, Caroline is going to be okay…just let her sleep it off like any normal drunk person."

Bonnie didn't want to tell him about the drugs. "Damon please, just like me go and I'll be really careful, I promise." She pleaded.

Damon shook his head. "No Bonnie, it's not safe driving this time of night by yourself."

"Then come with me." She pleaded.

"No Bonnie…let Caroline handle this herself."

Bonnie's green eyes turned cold. "I swear if anything happens to her I'll never forgive you for this."

Damon blue eyes pierced through her. "And, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if anything happened to you and the baby."

He let Bonnie go and took her car keys off the dresser, making it clear that she wasn't going anywhere tonight. Bonnie grabbed her phone off the night stand and walked out of their bedroom. She went into one of the guest bedrooms, locking the door behind her and called Tyler. She told him of the situation, giving him the address to where Caroline was, and he told her that he would call her once he and Caroline made it safely back to his house. Tyler knew about Caroline's occasional drug use and both he and Bonnie agreed that Caroline shouldn't be left alone until she came down from the high. Bonnie couldn't go back to sleep at least not until she heard from Tyler, so she literally paced the floor, waiting for his call. After about five minutes, Bonnie heard Damon try to open the door and curse when he found it locked.

"Open the door, Bonnie." He said, evenly.

Bonnie ignored him, looking down at her phone to make sure it was still on.

"Bonnie, I'm not going to stand for you locking a door against me in my own home…now open the door." He repeated.

"Just go away and leave me alone!" she screamed.

Damon loudly hit the door with the palm of his hand, causing Bonnie to jump. "Open this fucking door or I swear to god Bonnie I'll break it down!" he threatened.

"Damon, please just go away…I don't want to talk to you!"

Why couldn't he just leave her alone like she asked him to? Any normal person would see that she needed space, but Damon wasn't going to be satisfied until he was in her face, looming over her like some big bully. So, was so tired of his shit.

"Bonnie, this is your last warning!"

"Would you just please stop acting like a crazy person and give me a few minutes to myself!"

Two seconds later, Damon broke the door open and had Bonnie's back pinned against the wall. "Don't ever lock a fucking door against me!"

"Get away from me!" she screamed, scared.

Damon was so angry. His normally beautiful blue eyes were now big and crazy looking. "Don't ever lock me out again, do you understand me, Bonnie."

Bonnie swallowed hard, nodding her head. Damon let her go, but she didn't move. He could see that he had frightened her by his actions. He touched her cheek, glad that she didn't flinch away. "I just don't like locked doors, okay." He said, looking into her eyes.

Bonnie nodded her head slowly. He gently took her chin between his fingers and leaned down to softly kiss her mouth, she didn't move. When he lifted his head up to look into her eyes, Damon could still see the fear. He backed away from her, giving her some space. "Come back to bed." He said gently.

"I have to wait for Tyler to call me back…he went to go get Caroline." She told him, her voice slightly trembling.

Damon nodded his head. "Well, come to bed when you're done okay."

Bonnie nodded her head in response and watched him leave the room. She slide down to the floor and silently cried. Who was this man that she had married?

Bonnie didn't go back into her own bedroom after Tyler called back, telling her that Caroline was safe at his house. Instead, she crawled under the covers in the guest bed and fell asleep. There was no way in hell she was going to sleep beside Damon after his incredible hulk display of anger. She wasn't used to people acting like that, not even her father ever became that enraged. Nor when Caroline was high on drugs and confrontational never was she as violent as Damon was tonight, all because she had locked a fucking door against him. Who gets enraged over something like that?

Damon woke up to his phone ringing. He sat up and noticed that Bonnie hadn't come back to bed. He looked over at the clock, seeing that it was a little past eight in the morning before grabbing his phone. Who the fuck was calling him this early on a Saturday morning?

"Hello?" he said, non to nicely.

"Damone, you have to come home…it's papa…papa is dead." The voice said with a thick Italian accent.