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Summary: Relaxing isn't easy in Mystic Falls.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm really happy that everyone enjoyed the last installment; I'll admit I was a bit nervous about it. :) Thank you for all of the reviews and kind words, and rest assure for those wondering this fic will continue until there is a The End. I put fin at the end of each one shot because I feel it's complete on its own. Anyway enough of my babbling, on to the next one! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Not Quite Sunday

Trailing her slender fingers across Damon's collarbone while he slept, Bonnie drew invisible symbols into his pale skin with her nails. She admired how utterly magnificent he was, especially when he wasn't frowning or threatening anyone. His long dark lashes fanned his soft cheeks. His body was in total repose with the sheet slipping low and to the left leaving his right leg uncovered. And then of course there were his hip bones; the V that they came together to form almost looked painful. She'd never noticed that particular trait on guys before however now she found it to be very sexy.

But then Damon was sexy. Just smooth unmarred skin from his head to his toes. The way clothes hung on him should honestly be a crime.

It was still kinda surreal to be naked in his bed with him and to have memories of what they'd done the previous night. The touches—how he'd made her come undone in ways she never thought possible before. Not to mention the things he made her wanna do to him. She'd always found him hot and yes she'd day dreamed but it was different getting to be hands on. Getting to lick and scratch and watch how it affected him.

She knew that sex would change things and it had. If possible she loved him even more now.

Smiling, she shifted closer and began placing soft kisses along his the column of his neck, sliding on top of him and flicking her tongue down to his nipples. She licked one and then the other, capturing the first between her teeth to hold it in place as she suckled and laved over it.

Damon twitched and slowly started to come around, stretching his arms high over his head. His sleepy eyes opened lazily and he grinned at her. "Mm hey. You should wake me up like this every morning."

She chuckled, resting her chin on his chest. "Maybe I will. At least until my dad comes back from his business trip."

He frowned, his arms wrapping around her shoulders to press her closer. "Boo. You should move in here. We could play house."

"Uh-huh." She smirked. Her cheek laid flat over his heart and she tapped her fingers in the rhythm it should have been beating. "You'd get tired of me eventually. Or actually I'd probably get tired of you first."

"Yeah I could see that happening." He mused. "I'm not everyone's cup of tea."

"I like you," she said with a smile. "But only cause you are so pretty."

His hand slapped her on the ass with a loud thwack and she yelped, squirming on his lap. He groaned softly and his hands caressed the small of her back. "Fancy another round?"

"Not right now," Bonnie replied eying him. "Besides we've already did it like four times."

He arched a brow and rolled, pinning her beneath him. "Yes and I hope to do it many more times. That's the whole point once you get started."

Biting on the inside of her cheek, she ran her fingers through his hair. "And we will but I—I'm…" Her cheeks flushed red and she sighed. "I just need a little time to recover."

He caught on pretty quick. "Ah. Fair enough I guess I have been a little eager with you, haven't I?"

How am I still able to blush considering what we've done?"It's okay. I've enjoyed every moment of it. But you know I'm not a machine that can just go for hours."

The vampire winked and held her face we he kissed her gently, slicking his tongue across her bottom lip. In truth if she wasn't in danger of possibly walking funny later, she would have submitted to him again in a heartbeat. She loved the closeness that she felt when they were making love. How his sole attention was on her and pleasing her, and it made her feel like the most important person in his world. And maybe I am. Who knows? Either way it's a pretty thought.

Damon hummed against her mouth, dragging his fingertips from her chin to her shoulder to her breast. He brushed over a hickey he'd sucked into her delicate brown skin—right above the nipple—and then continued down to the finger marks on her hip. Her body was littered with different red and bluish bruises or bites but thankfully all of them could be hidden with clothes.

"God you drive me crazy." He nuzzled her throat. "I love this feeling."

"Did you used to love it with me too?"

Bonnie and Damon both jerked their heads to the side to see Katherine standing in the doorway, hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. For a split second one might have thought it was Elena but after a second look it was obvious that it wasn't. Elena was sweet and she would have never invaded their privacy unless it was a life or death situation. No this is the bitch through and through. She strolled into the room and had the outright audacity to perch on the mattress and flick strands of hair from Bonnie's eyes.

Damon slapped her hand away none to gently. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He rolled to the side and got up, jumping into a pair of black jeans. "Shouldn't you be rotting away in Alaric's apartment?"

"Klaus let me go. Well he thinks I'm still under his compulsion otherwise I doubt he would have let me." Pause. "But I don't wanna talk about me. This is way more interesting. So, Bonnie, you finally gave it up huh? I have to say I'm surprised. I thought it would take the Jaws of Life to pry your legs open."

Tightening the sheet around her body, Bonnie inched to the very other side of the bed. "Yeah and I'm sure it would take industrial strength glue to keep yours closed."

Katherine giggled. "Mm you both smell like blood and sex. Makes me sorry that I missed the show."

"Leave." Damon pointed into the hallway. "We don't have time for your games and frankly the sight of you makes me sick."

She grabbed her chest. "Ouch I liked it better when followed me around like a lost puppy and begged me to fuck you or turn you. Rough Damon is sexy but only when he's rough for my benefit. And how do you know that I didn't come here to make amends?"

He snorted. "Bitches don't know how to make amends. As usual I suspect you're here to get on my nerves."

She grinned and picked at the bedspread. "Or I could be here to say good-bye. With Klaus sticking around I really don't wanna be anywhere near Mystic Falls. Especially now that he's missing a witch and probably in the market for a new one."

Bonnie swallowed loudly but kept her mouth shut. She honestly hadn't thought of that but now she had a feeling it would be lingering in the back of her mind for a while. Just great.

"Well Klaus can go fuck himself if he thinks he's getting his hands on Bonnie." Damon folded his arms over his bare chest. "He might be an Original but we aren't slackers when it comes to killing vampires."

"So valiant." She pretended to swoon. "Were you behaving like this when you were trying to get me out of the tomb? I bet it was sweet."

"And stupid." Plucking his button down gray shirt off the floor, he handed it to Bonnie. "Why are you really here Katherine?"

Fake pouting, she waved a hand. "I…just wanted to make sure that Stefan was okay. And you too of course. I heard about the werewolf bite. How are you still alive?"

Exhaling deeply, he glanced to the pretty witch slipping into his shirt under the sheets. "Bonnie saved me. It's our thing."

Katherine looked impressed. "I'm glad. Things wouldn't be the same without you." Standing, she migrated over to his vanity and dragged her nails along the top. "You know I was trapped in Alaric's poor excuse for an apartment for a longtime thanks to Isobel double crossing me. Klaus tortured me and the only thing he had in his fridge was old people blood."

Damon watched her idly. "And I care about this why? You want blood you know where it is. Get it and get out."

The female vampire attempted a coy expression. "I don't want something in a bag. I wanna tap a fresh source. Her."

Bonnie blinked, her eyes stretching widely. "Excuse me? Why would I ever let you bite me?"

"Because I know how badly you want to get rid of me so that you can go back to playing house with Damon. And witch blood has a certain pep to it that I could use while skipping town."

"Find another witch."

"Can't. Damon killed them all."

His brows narrowed. "There is no way in hell you're biting her. I'll throw you outta here myself."

Annoyed, Katherine lunged at him and dropped him hard to the floor, her fingers wrapped tightly around his neck. She yanked a wooden brush off the dresser and brought it down fast, stabbing it into his shoulder causing him to cry out in pain. "Klaus might have tossed me around like a puppet but don't forget Damon, I'm stronger than you."

Bonnie jumped off the bed and flicked her hand at Katherine, sending her flying into the nearest wall with a loud crack. "Touch him again and I will kill you."

Katherine grunted as she pulled herself up. "Som—someone's got some more juice."

"You bet your ass I do. Pretty sure I can take you out now." She kneeled beside Damon and helped him sit up, wincing as he pulled out the brush.

"I'd get out of here if I were you." Damon smirked watching as the hole in his flesh mended itself. "While you still have two legs to do so."

"Fine. But this isn't over. As pussy whipped as you may be now Damon, the moment Klaus sets his sights on her you're going to track me down and beg me for help. You better hope I don't remember this." Blowing him a kiss, Katherine waltzed out of the room.

"God I hate her!" Bonnie exclaimed. "Seriously why can't she just get out of our lives for good? I should have just set her on fire."

Damon stood and stretched, dipping into the bathroom to wipe the blood off his skin. "Don't take it personal, baby. She's always been an irritating whore but she does have her uses."

The witch wasn't convinced. "Yeah to get on our nerves and keep us from being happy. And she is the last person I wanted to know about us having sex. I wouldn't be surprised if she took an ad in the paper and made me out to be a giant slut."

He shrugged. "At least she doesn't have pictures."

Are we sure about that? Dragging both hands through her hair, she sat on the edge of the bed. "Do you think she was telling the truth about Klaus? That he'll come after me…"

Intense blue eyes stared at her. "I don't know. I was kinda hoping he'd just leave town now that he's all 'roided up. But whatever. If he tries anything we'll take care of him."

"I wish Elijah had just killed him when he had the chance. Why would he believe anything he says?"

"They're brothers. It's a familial flaw."

She gazed at him thoughtfully and wet her lips. "Not for every family." Pause. "I suppose we should try to make the best out of the rest of our day though. What do you wanna do?"

He tossed the towel onto the counter and flopped down beside her, kissing her shoulder. "How about a nap?"

She giggled. "Actually a nap sounds pretty good."

Damon wasn't the type of person to let people talk him into anything that he didn't want to do. However for some damn reason when it came to Bonnie he found that saying no to her on certain subjects was just impossible. Maybe it was because she was so cute or because he was now getting laid; he just felt more lax about giving in to her simple demands. Yes he wasn't that fond of Caroline and he hated Tyler but he tried to look on the bright side to letting Bonnie drag him to their lake side party in the woods.

That bright side being Bonnie in a bikini. Even with a sheer black covering she still looked amazingly sexy. It was hard keeping his hands off her.

Elena and Stefan were standing over by a roaring bonfire, fingers entwined and arms linked. They were chatting with someone he didn't know but appeared to be quite calm. Stefan had a bottle of beer dangling from his free hand that he hadn't taken a sip from. Appearances, appearances.

Jeremy was here as well, sitting on a fallen log and fiddling with his ring while some pretty redhead flirted with him. He didn't seem to interested though and that made Damon smirk to himself. Yeah pine away sparky but the witch is mine.

"Look at you over here being all anti-social." Caroline mused as she walked up wearing a yellow tankini swimsuit. "You could try to have some fun."

He rolled his eyes. "Hanging out in the woods with a bunch of teenagers isn't exactly my idea of fun. I'm only here because Bonnie—for some reason—likes you people and wanted to come. And I knew I'd get to see her half naked."

She arched a brow at him. "I hope you're much nicer to her than you were to me." A beat. "Anyway though you'll be happy to know that Tyler plans to keep a low profile…like the rest of us. And my mom knows the truth but she—she's dealing. She won't be trying to stake you or your brother anytime soon."

That's good to know. "Good. I like Liz. It would be a shame if I had to kill her."

The blonde bristled. "No. She's not going to tell anyone. I think I'm making her understand that just because we're vampires doesn't' mean we're horrible. Well it doesn't mean Stefan and I are horrible. I suggest you tread lightly."

He snorted. "Yeah, okay. How about you just keep your dog on a leash from now on? Getting bit wasn't fun."

"Sorry about that. You did save my life. His too."

"I didn't do it for you or him."

"I know but I'm thankful anyway. As much as it pains me, you're kinda an important part of our little group. And you did help me with my mom the first time she found out about me. If you weren't such a dick you'd be a pretty decent person."

"Yeah but if I don't do it then who will?"

Caroline smiled and shook her head. "Enjoy your night, Damon."

He watched her walk away and kicked off the tree, disappearing more into the thick brush. He could hear everything and see so clearly that it should be painful but it wasn't. His mind was a jumble of different things and although he wanted to relax like everyone else he couldn't stop thinking about what Katherine had said. Klaus liked witches because they were a convenient way for him to get what he wanted. Sure he could probably find one elsewhere but he seemed like the type who enjoyed poetic justice and kidnapping Bonnie would be right up his alley.

He wasn't sure they could defeat him now that he was an uber monster. Stupid Elijah. Wonder where he is now? Serves him right if he got double crossed.

Damon wasn't stupid. He realized the parallels between Klaus and Elijah and himself and Stefan. So many years of pain and heartache because of a girl and neither of them had been smart enough to walk away. Well in a way he was considering he couldn't stand Katherine now and was totally committed to Bonnie. Yet learning his old flame wasn't all she was cracked up to be wasn't a lesson that came easy. If it wasn't for Bonnie he wasn't sure he'd have even learned it by now.

Trekking over to a large boulder, he climbed onto it and made himself comfortable. The air was warm and the frogs were croaking, barely heard over the sounds of someone's car radio droning a song he didn't know. People were chattering and laughing—it was almost insane in its simplistic nature. The way they could turn a blind eye after danger or grief didn't make a lot of sense to him. Perhaps that is why when you became a vampire everything became heightened from all of the repressing.

"Damon."

Swirling his head, his brows drew together at the sight of a shirtless Tyler standing before him. "Yes?"

"I know what you did to my Uncle." Tyler folded his arms over his chest. "And I was totally ready to kill you because of it. I still kinda want to honestly. But you did save my life…"

"I saved you because I thought I was helping Bonnie and Elena," he said truthfully. "It wasn't out of the goodness of my heart."

"I know," Tyler replied. "But I'm alive because of you so…yeah. You know I'm not sure what Bonnie sees in you. From what I've heard you're not a very good guy. But I trust her judgment I guess and as long as you don't come after me, I won't come after you."

"Trust me I have bigger fish to worry about than you." Damon smirked. "Now run along. Oh and if you see Bonnie, tell her I said c'mere."

Tyler scoffed but walked away and moments later, Damon could smell Bonnie as she drew closer. He inhaled deeply and waited, skimming his consciousness along their bond to feel it simmer and warm his insides.

"You know," she began lightly when he was in view. "You can't just summon me like I'm some girl in your harem."

Wiggling his brows, he reached for her hand and pulled her closer. "You wouldn't just be some girl in my harem. You'd be wife number one."

She hit his arm. "Ha ha." She let him help her up onto the rock so that she could sit beside him. "You know there is another witch around that Klaus could go after. That girl who tried to kill you. If she thought he'd get rid of you in exchange for her loyalty, I bet she'd do it."

"Probably. But she hasn't been around in a while so let's hope it stays that way." Maybe I should just find her and kill her as a pre-emptive strike."Wanna go for a swim?"

She blinked at him, and then snickered. "We're not having sex anywhere near here. God I've unleashed a monster."

Damon chuckled lowly. "It's not my fault that you are so sexy that I wanna be inside you all the time."

Her cheeks tinged pink. "Such a romantic." Falling silent, she sighed and looked at him. "Can I ask you something that might piss you off?"

Uh-oh."I suppose."

"It's just…you've been around for a long time and you've had sex with a lot of people. I understand that and I'm not weird about it considering you were alive for years before I was even thinking about being born. But I'm curious if sex with another vampire is better than with a human." She fiddled with the mesh of her cover up.

Her boyfriend cleared his throat, knowing full well that his answer could mean either kisses or pain. He didn't understand why chicks asked shit like this though. "Sex is sex unless you're having it with someone you care about. The more you love someone, the better it can be. So if you're asking if you measure up, believe me when I say you do."

Bonnie smiled and kissed him softly, smoothing the shine of lip gloss off his lips. "And I'll get even better with practice, right?"

He laughed. "Right. I'll teach you all of my tricks."

She bit her lip, amused. "Ooh sounds exciting." Falling silent, she held up her hand and wiggled her fingers when several lightning bugs became interested in them.

"You could probably learn to control animals if you wanted to." Damon suggested idly.

"Like you do with the crows?" She inquired and he nodded. "Hm that would be interesting I suppose. It's funny; when I first found out I was a witch I just wanted it to go away. But if it had I think we'd all be dead by now. I was so scared of the power but being able to harness that of my ancestors is such an incredible feeling. It makes me wonder if this is how Emily felt since she was apparently really powerful."

"Emily was rather low key with her witchy stuff. I don't know if that was because of Katherine or the founding families being scared of anything they didn't understand. She could have saved herself you know. But if she had I guess they would have turned on her children figuring them to be witches too." He frowned in memory. "Instead she died and I helped them stay under the radar."

She reached over and brushed strands of hair off his forehead. "You did a good thing even if it was for selfish reasons. I'm sorry she reneged on your deal."

Damon snorted; boy was that apology not needed. "Don't be. Yeah at the time I was pissed off but look how things turned out. Maybe she knew and that's why she did it."

Bonnie smiled and looked over when a giggling couple ran past, heading deeper into the forest. "Heh seriously? Haven't they seen horror movies?"

"When you're young and in love I doubt it crosses your mind. Humans have an uncanny ability to forget all of the supernaturally horrible shit that happens to them or around them. Or they rationalize it."

"I get that. Otherwise your brain could leak out of your ears."

"Perhaps. When I first found out vampires were real however I didn't run the other way."

"That's because you are special—and that may or may not be good."

"Special as I may be, I'm still perfect for you."

"If you had told me that when we first met, I probably would have laughed in your face but now I actually believe you. It's weird."

"Not really. Most people come around to my way of thinking."

"Hah yeah cause you compel them…"

He winked at her. "Well…there is that."

The grass was warm underneath her and Bonnie dug her toes into its softness, her eyes gazing up at a cloudless sunny sky. She could hear the birds chirping happily as butterflies fluttered from brightly colored flower to brightly colored flower. She knew that she was dreaming but she didn't care when everything was just so calm and vivid.

Sighing contentedly, she closed her eyes and smiled as a body dropped down beside her. "Is this your dream or mine?"

"I suppose that is the fun of it. Not knowing," A familiar voice replied and she jerked, rolling away as fast as she could.

She'd expected Damon but instead found Klaus stretched out beside her. "Wh—what are you doing here?"

He grinned at her. "I'm here to see you of course. How are you, Bonnie? Keeping safe I hope."

She swallowed deeply. "This isn't real. You can't be here; only Damon has access to my dreams."

Klaus simply watched her. "This could be a nightmare your mind conjured up, or it could be the power of an Original reaching out to you. I won't spoil the surprise."

Bonnie stood and took a few steps back. This had to be a dream. Vampires couldn't compel her which meant they couldn't mess with her head. "Yeah well either way, I'll never join you. I'll never work for you so you're wasting your time."

"I can be quite persuasive. I'd say ask Greta but your boyfriend killed her." He caressed a pink blooming flower. "And her father and brother. Damon is a sociopath—I fail to see how you two fit."

"That is none of your business." She snapped. "I almost killed you once and I'm sure I could finish the job if I had to."

Suddenly he was behind her, his lips at her ear. "I'd turn you before you got a chance."

Bonnie lurched away from him so violently that she nearly tripped on her own feet. "Stay away from me!"

He threw his head back and laughed. "I am going to see you again someday very soon and I think things will be different between us. You will either give me what I want, or I'll slaughter everyone you hold dear right in front of you. Starting with Damon."

"I'd kill myself before I let you hurt anyone I care about." She told him.

Klaus fixed her with a rather fond expression. "As if death could keep you safe from me."

Bonnie awoke to someone violently shaking her and she lashed out with her power as she bolted upright on the couch. She heard a loud crash and a grunt, and she cringed when several books toppled down onto Stefan from the bookcase she'd tossed him into.

"Stefan! Oh my God, are you okay?" She asked hurrying over to help him up. "I—I'm sorry, you startled me."

He chuckled and stood, dusting himself off. "I can see that. You were talking in your sleep. Nightmare?"

I think there needs to be a new word for what I was experiencing. "Yeah, you could say that. Still, sorry."

He nodded. "What were you dreaming about?"

Wetting her lips, she sighed. "Klaus." Pause. "Katherine was here the other day and she—she said some things and I think they got to me."

"Well she is good at that." He tilted his head to the side. "If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you."

She squeezed his wrist. "Thanks but I'm sure it was just a stupid dream…" Yeah, even as she said the words she didn't exactly believe them but they would have to do for now.

~Fin~