As I started this chapter, I realized that there are maybe one or two chapters left to this fic. That makes me sad...It has been fun and this is definitely one of my favorite fics. Thank you for all of the encouragement and reviews, I appreciate them all.

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Bonnie walked outside of her house standing on the porch and sat down on one of the chairs. Her father left earlier that morning for another business trip and it began to snow shortly after. The news predicted at least 20 inches, which meant that school would more than likely be cancelled. They were predicting blizzard conditions, but right now…it was peaceful and beautiful. The snow was falling slowly and Bonnie felt as if she was hypnotized.

"Do you remember what we used to do when the snow began to fall when we were kids?" Elena's voice came from the stairs.

Bonnie looked over at Elena who was standing at the top of the stairs with her hands in her coat pockets and Bonnie smiled slightly, "We used to try to catch the snowflakes on our tongues", she answered.

Elena smiled wistfully, "And then we would lay in the snow for hours making angels until your Grams or my mom would call us in", she sat next to Bonnie in one of the patio chairs turning to Bonnie with a frown, "I've called you every day since that night of your birthday…"

"I'm sorry, I've been busy".

"But Caroline told me that you two have been hanging out".

"Not much…just a little".

Elena's frowned deepened, "I hate this…I don't like that we are not speaking".

"I don't like it either, but what am I supposed to say Elena…you hurt me and I haven't forgotten what you said".

"I'm sorry about what I said to you…I was just in shock and…"

"You were jealous", Bonnie interrupted her.

Elena nodded, "And I was jealous and I don't know why".

"Because Damon turned his attention to me and not you", Bonnie supplied.

Elena faced Bonnie, "I'm sorry…that was…ridiculous of me. I don't want Damon…I never wanted him the way I wanted Stefan and I did feel jealous and I shouldn't have…I shouldn't have said those things to you".

Bonnie nodded.

"I just…I just I don't know…you weren't telling us anything, it was as if we knew what was going on with you on the surface but I just felt like we never knew what was going on underneath".

"So that's why you said those things?"

Elena nodded, "You are my best friend Bonnie, like a sister and I…I love you and I hate that I acted like that. I will confess, I was used to Damon paying attention to me and I did…I hate to admit it…I did on some level like that he did love me and I just reacted badly to you two. I'm sorry; I need you to forgive me, please".

"Elena, I didn't want to tell you because I knew that no one would approve…I knew that and I just didn't want to deal with the fall out, but I still cannot believe that you would use what happened with Klaus against me and what I could possibly have with Damon. What really bothers me and I've had a lot of time to think about it this, I thought about that myself…I thought about whether there was just something wrong with me…I thought that maybe I had some crazy fascination with vampires or that it was something subconsciously drawing me to Damon and when you said that about my feelings for Damon and for Klaus, it hurt me a lot".

"I'm sorry…", Elena reached over taking Bonnie's hand, "I never wanted to hurt you…I honestly didn't, I love you".

Bonnie smiled and nodded, "I know you do and I love you too and that's why we are going to be ok…maybe not today, but soon".

Elena smiled, "I guess I have to accept that".

Bonnie looked out at the snow as Elena sat next to her in silence for a few moments and then spoke again, "He told me that he loves you".

Bonnie's heart crashed against her rib cage as she looked over at Elena, "Who Damon?"

"Yes Damon…he was taking up for your relationship and he was telling me how much of a bitch I was to you and he said in the only way Damon could possibly express his feelings that he loves you".

Bonnie shook her head, "He probably just said that to get to you".

"Bonnie, Damon would not just admit that to get on my nerves…trust me".

"He hasn't said anything to me".

Elena narrowed her eyes and smirked, "He's Damon".

Bonnie breathed out, "He probably said it to bother you, that's all".

"Are you sure about that?" Elena asked searching Bonnie's face, "because I am not convinced of that".

"But how could he love me, he couldn't stand me awhile ago".

"That is clearly not the case anymore Bonnie", Elena bumped shoulders with her.

"Well he hasn't admitted it to me, so I will just pretend he never told you that and you never shared it with me", Bonnie replied.

"No you won't", Elena smiled knowingly.

"Oh yes I will", Bonnie smiled, "but I will tell you this, I'm getting better Elena. No one has to worry about me anymore, every day I'm starting to feel like I'm becoming a new and improved Bonnie".

"And that's all we ever wanted Bonnie", Elena replied taking Bonnie's hand, "and although I acted like a complete bitch…"

"You weren't a bitch", Bonnie shook her head.

"I was a bitch…I know that Damon helped you get to that point and I'm grateful to him for that".

Bonnie nodded, "So am I".

Elena smiled as they looked at the snow falling and Bonnie went into deep thought for a moment, "I'm going to get my scar removed", Bonnie spoke up.

"Really?" Elena asked.

"It's time", Bonnie nodded.

SSSSSS

Damon stood in the mirror in his bedroom. It had been a couple of days since he confronted Elena and he told her that he loved the witch. He looked at his face and then he vamped out observing that face. He was convinced that he was losing his edge—he had to go kill something and fast. He turned around to walk out of the room, but was met with Stefan standing in the doorway. He immediately returned to his human face.

"What are you doing?" Stefan asked with his eyebrow raised.

"Do you think I have changed?" Damon asked, "have I lost my edge?"

"Considering that you ripped the heart out of that vampire last week, I want to say no…" Stefan shook his head.

Damon smiled at the memory of the vampire who wanted to test who had the biggest fangs last week in the woods, he took great pleasure in taking the vamp's heart out and showing him who had the biggest fangs.

"I'm starting to think that I'm going soft…", Damon turned to him, "like Young Gilbert for instance, after what he did at your birthday party…awhile ago, I would have snapped his neck and kept moving, but all I did was punch him…"

"And gave him a very nice bruise…"

"But that's human stuff, I'm a vampire…I could cause much more damage than that".

"Yes, I realize that…but Damon, you are not going soft…not by a long shot".

"Hmmm, it must be from the lack of sex", he frowned.

"So you and Bonnie still haven't…", Stefan trailed off.

"No younger brother, I am still being a good boyfriend to my little witch".

"I'm proud of you", Stefan grinned.

"Well that's what I've been inspiring to…to have my brother keep track of my sex life, you won't be disappointed if I don't take out an ad in the newspaper when Bonnie and I finally consummate our relationship".

Stefan grimaced, "I'm sure we all will be grateful if you do not".

Damon chuckled and then turned serious, "Thank you".

"For what?"

"For not automatically thinking the worst of me when it came to my relationship with Bonnie. I know that it came out of nowhere, I know that no one could have predicted it and it would appear to the outsider that we both lost our minds and somehow developed amnesia, but things changed…I don't know when, but they did".

"Well considering that I had months to observe and overhear some of your conversations, even when I tried not to…I kind of had time to get used to the idea and it is weird, I bet Shelia is spinning in her grave right now".

Damon laughed, "I'm pretty sure she is".

SSSSS

Bonnie sighed as she walked out on her porch with the falling snow covering the ground. The snow refused to fall in December and January, but it definitely was showing up in February. The news predicted a pretty big snowstorm for Mystic Falls and most of all, they officially canceled school for the following day, so Bonnie was feeling pretty good.

As she looked at the snow continuing to cover her steps, she sighed. She hated this. She hated shoveling the sidewalk, but with her father halfway across the country and really no one else to do it, she would have to. At times like this, she wished that she could use her powers to make some chores easier. She pulled the shovel down the stairs, putting on her mittens and fastened her hat's strings around her chin and started shoveling the sidewalk.

As she continued shoveling, she remembered the short talk with Elena about their childhood and how they would play in the snow. She missed those times; things were much simpler then. She put the shovel down and then fell back into the snow. She felt the cold and the wet snow seep into her jeans, but she didn't care as she began to make snow angels. She felt like an idiot for a few moments, but it didn't matter. She was enjoying this.

"What are you doing?" a voice asked from above her as she opened one eye to see Damon standing over her.

"Umm…well…", she mumbled as he held out a hand for her and she took it standing up in the snow, "I was just having a little fun before I got to work".

"You mean, you wanted to catch pneumonia before you started shoveling…look at you, your lips are turning blue", Damon replied.

"You're starting to sound like my dad", Bonnie laughed.

"You're clearly in shock, come in the house with me", Damon said holding his hand out.

"I have to shovel".

"I will compel someone to shovel", Damon said, "now are you going to come in or do I have to carry you".

She rolled her eyes as he followed her up the stairs shaking his head. The witch was clearly losing her mind again.

"Damon, haven't you wished for a moment that you could do something that you did as a child…just to feel like for that one moment that you can go back to that time?" Bonnie asked as she took her jacket off.

"My childhood really wasn't the greatest time for me, I preferred my teen years…ah…memories, memories", Damon smirked, "now take off your clothes".

Bonnie looked at him, "Seriously?"

"You are standing in wet and cold clothes and I refuse to take care of you if you get sick because you wanted to roll around in the snow and relive some crazy moments in your childhood".

"You wouldn't take care of me?" Bonnie pouted looking at him.

Damon shook his head; was she trying to make him crazy, "You know I would take care of you", he replied, "now, go upstairs…change out of those clothes and come back downstairs".

"You're really bossy Mr. Salvatore", Bonnie replied as she headed upstairs to change.

Damon waited for her to disappear up the stairs before he looked outside and noticed some teens walking up the street throwing snow balls at each other. He opened the door and smiled, "Hey guys…let me speak with you for a moment", he replied walking out of the house.

Fifteen minutes later, Bonnie walked down the stairs in her pjs and Damon was casually sitting on the couch flipping through one of her father's magazines. She walked over to the window and noticed that some guys were shoveling her sidewalk and stairs, one had her shovel and the rest were using miscellaneous shovels, "Damon, what did you do?"

"They wanted to help", he shrugged turning a page in the magazine.

"After you suggested it?"

"I may have suggested it".

Bonnie smiled as she plopped down next to Damon on the couch, "You know, when you compel people to help…that's not really doing a good deed".

"Eh…but it gets the job done".

"That it does…so did you come over here to get snowed in with me?"

"Of course, do you think I would want to be snowed in with Elena and Stefan…no thank you".

Bonnie smiled as she placed her head on his shoulder and he caressed her scarred cheek with his thumb, "I want you to go somewhere with me?" she replied quietly.

"In the snow blizzard?"

"No…when it stops, I have a surgery scheduled for Tuesday in Richmond to remove my scar, we would have to leave on Monday".

"Wait…when did you schedule this?" Damon asked looking down at her, "and don't you need your father to give permission or something?"

"A couple of weeks ago and Damon…I'm 18…my dad thought that he could be here but he had to leave due to an emergency with work and he said that he would come back, but I told him that I would ask you and it was no big deal…"

"But I thought you didn't want to get it removed, I hope you are not getting it removed because people are looking at you because if they are…"

"Damon, people are used to seeing it now…people don't stare at me or the scar anymore…I want…I want to get it removed because I feel myself getting better, I feel like I can get past what happened with Klaus and because of that, I can get rid of the scar…I was keeping it as a reminder that I survived what Klaus did to me, but I don't need it anymore…I'm happy and that's enough of a reminder".

"Just so you know, even if you don't want it removed…it's fine with me, you're pretty damn gorgeous right now".

"Thank you, but I need to do this…it's time for me to put all of that behind me", Bonnie nodded.

"Then I will go with you", Damon agreed.

"I appreciate it", Bonnie smiled as she moved closer to him feeling as a weight had been lifted off of her chest.

SSSSS

The following Monday after digging out of the snow, Damon and Bonnie set out for Richmond. Bonnie's nerves were completely frayed and she knew that Damon could hear her heart practically beating out of her chest. While she knew that she should be afraid of the surgery, there was something else attacking her nerves and it threatened to drive her absolutely crazy.

When they walked into the plastic surgeon's office, she gave Damon a look to ensure that he would keep his composure as the surgeon began speaking. She did not need Damon killing her surgeon the day before the surgery.

"So Bonnie, it's a fairly simple procedure and I believe that by the time, I am done…you will have a very faint scar", Dr. Robinson smiled as he leaned back in his chair.

"And what are the possible complications", Damon asked.

"Complications…well…they are minimal".

"Minimal…yes, but that was not my question…what are the complications?" Damon repeated as Bonnie reached out and touched his hand.

"Dr. Robinson, my boyfriend is just a little worried about what may happen to me, but I have nothing to worry about right…I will be good as new?" Bonnie asked.

"Yes, Bonnie good as new"

"Then that's all that matters".

"Good, so we just have a few forms for you to fill out in the waiting room and we will see you tomorrow morning", Dr. Robinson stood up.

"Thank you Dr. Robinson, I will go and fill out those forms", Bonnie nodded walking out of the office and she thought Damon was behind her, but noticed the door slam behind her…as much as she wanted to bang on the door, she decided that she would just let Damon be Damon.

"Excuse me…but what are you doing?" Dr. Robinson asked reaching for his phone, but before he could dial one number, Damon raced over to him and pinned him against the wall.

"You will listen to me, you will make sure that Bonnie Bennett's surgery goes well tomorrow or you will kill yourself, do you understand…"

"I understand", Dr. Robinson answered.

"Good", Damon said backing away, "and of course, you won't remember this…but you know, you will make sure that Bonnie's ok".

Dr. Robinson smirked as Damon patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the office.

Damon met Bonnie in the waiting room as she handed the nurse the forms back.

"Ready?" Damon grinned.

"What did you do?" Bonnie folded her arms.

"Nothing Goody Bennett, just asking your doctor about his credentials", Damon smirked wrapping his arm around his shoulders and walking out of the office with her.

SSSSSS

Later that night in their hotel room, Damon watched as Bonnie sat at the room table pushing around the fries around in the Styrofoam container that they came in with a burger. He had finished drinking the blood from the bag that he brought along with him and he was starting to worry about her. When she declared to him a couple of days ago that she was getting the scar removed, he thought it was weird. She stated awhile ago that she would keep the scar as a reminder that she survived Klaus, but since she announced that she was getting it removed, she started acting weird. She was distracted and he could hear that her heart was beating at a rather rapid rate.

"You know, you only have an hour to eat that Goody Bennett", Damon walked over and pushed the container closer to her.

"I'm not really hungry", she replied.

"Ok…what is going on with you…tell me", he folded his arms.

"Nothing is going on…", she slid out of the chair and put her hands in her jeans pockets.

"Oh really, well I can tell that something is wrong…you've been preoccupied for hours now…even when you were in that doctor's office, you seemed off".

"I guess I'm just a little nervous", she answered.

"Trust me, that doctor will do everything he can to make sure that you come out of that surgery good as new, his life depends on it".

Bonnie smiled, "Did you threaten his life?"

"I promise I did not tell him that I would kill him if anything went wrong".

Bonnie raised an eyebrow with a slight smirk, "What am I going to do with you?"

"Hopefully tell me what's wrong with you", he said taking her hands and walking over to the bed. He sat down and she stood in between his legs, "tell me what's going on in that head of yours, if you are afraid of what will happen tomorrow, we can just tell Dr. Robinson that you changed your mind".

Bonnie shook her head, "No…I will be fine".

"Are you sure?"

She took a deep breath, "Yes…I am".

"You sure?"

She nodded, "I'm just trying to move on you know…attempting to become the person that I've been trying to be since I got away from Klaus".

"And you are, you haven't tried to kill me in months".

Bonnie laughed as she hit Damon in the chest, "I…", she began but the words got stuck in her throat.

"You what?" Damon asked.

"Do you remember that night after you found out about what happened with Klaus and I made you promise not to tell anyone about what happened?"

"Well yes…I remember that you were adamant about it and while I didn't completely understand why, I felt like I owed you one…"

"And do you remember how I maintained that I wanted to stay by myself…"

"That's because you were out of your mind and you know I am telling the truth, that was just crazy witch talk".

Bonnie smiled, "And then we had that talk about you, Elena and Stefan…and you told me that you pursued Elena…not just because of what happened with Katherine and everything that went with that is because you wanted someone to think you were good enough…"

"Well…you know…that's what it was about with them, I realize that now and I don't want you to think that you and I together has anything to do with Elena not choosing me over Stefan…"

"I don't believe that", Bonnie replied, "but you want to know what, I think you are more than 'good enough', you have totally changed my opinion on you and many other things and as weird as it sounds to say, I've found myself…falling in love with you".

Damon looked up at Bonnie and he saw it in her eyes. The fact that he didn't need to compete with anyone for her, he didn't have the chaos that he experienced with Katherine…he didn't experience the uncertainty that he felt with Elena…he felt a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time, one of absolute acceptance, fangs and all. Before he thought that there was no way he could be content if he wasn't always fighting something…fighting Stefan…fighting Katherine…fighting Elena on her devotion to Stefan, but standing here with Bonnie…he didn't have to fight her and that meant a lot to him.

"Well that's a good thing Judgey because as much as I think I may need some serious counseling, somehow after you set me on fire…the second time…I've been on the road of falling for you and somehow its manifested in some type of love, but don't ask me what that means", Damon shrugged with a grin.

Bonnie smiled as she placed both of her hands on Damon's cheeks and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her on top of him. The soft kisses that Bonnie placed on his lips were quickly replaced with more passionate ones as he flipped them over. Damon moved his lips to Bonnie's neck and inhaled her scent, the faint aroma of vanilla.

"Just tell me when we need to stop", he whispered in her ear.

"Tomorrow morning", she whispered as he stopped kissing her and gazed down into her green eyes.

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"That means…", she looked up at him, "that I don't want to stop this…not now…"

"We can wait until you're ready…"

"I'm ready", she whispered kissing him, "are you, Mr. Salvatore?"

Damon smirked, "Oh definitely", he whispered lowering her down to the bed.

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