A/N: Thank you all so much for your support and your comments on all of the chapters. I will be trying to update at least once every week until I get this finished, perhaps once every two weeks depending on how busy I am. There aren't that many chapters left, which might be disappointing, but I love all of you.

Thursday Jan 28th 2016

There is little better than spending time with those you care about, and who care about you... Bonnie was beyond overjoyed at the studio being fixed up for her. It seemed both her, and Damon had jumped onto the path of their futures together, and everyone was excited. Granted, they only knew about Bonnie's choice to teach ballet in her mothers old studio, which was now hers – but, they were beyond supportive.

Once the initial hype and excitement had died down, people started to go about their own days after a hour or two. Kai had to get to his job sight, Caroline had dance practice, Stefan needed to get studying done, Abby tried to insist that she and Mikael stay for a bit longer, but, Bonnie had decided what she wanted most after those few hours of being surrounded by everyone was time alone with Damon; because as much as spending time with those she cared about was heartwarming...her family and friends, would be a little much to handle.

Plus, Damon was looking beyond handsome. Bonnie was no longer concerned or weighed down by secrets she was worried he was keeping; since, the secret had turned out to be the ballet studio. All that was left to worry about for that day was admiring the newly renovated studio, and setting up the date to get a business license, create a website, and pay for some advertising.

"We have plenty of time to worry about advertising. For now, I just want you to enjoy how great things are going." Damon told his wife. He leaned down to kiss Bonnie's head softly as they stood near the car. They'd just locked up the studio, and the sun had even peaked out, melting some of the snow on the ground.

Bonnie smiled up at him softly. "You're right. I'm going to be a dance teacher, you're going to be a doctor," she chuckled and shook her head a little, "I know things have been rough but...they're really starting to look up."

"Yes they are." He replied. She stepped closer to him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bonnie leaned up onto her toes and kissed his lips softly. It felt like it had been forever since they were really close, and that day felt like a good one. As she kissed him, and his lips moved softly, and affectionately back against hers, would it have been a crime to hope perhaps he was in a good and secure enough mood for them to...make love?

Bonnie found perhaps it wasn't a selfish thought at all when his right hand found it's way to her hip, and then slid slowly back to her behind. She chuckled softly against his lips, and he smiled against hers. "Would you like to go home now?" Damon asked her, and trailed his kisses from her lips to her jawline.

It had been difficult for him...coping with the death of his mother, and his sobriety, but, he missed being close to his wife. He had never been anything less than a very hyper sexual man, and now that things were looking up...well...

She smiled softly, and turned her head to peck a kiss along his jawline. "Hmm...definitely." Bonnie told him.

It didn't take very long for them to get into the car and head home. They were certain Stefan was going to be there, but...surely they could manage to be a little more quiet, right?

Bonnie was practically buzzing with excitement already just thinking about it. So much so, that the second they pulled into the driveway, and they both got their seat belts off, she made a quick decision to scramble over the console and straddle his lap while he was in the drivers seat.

Her ass bumped into the steering wheel, honking the horn and they both laughed, Bonnie burying her face into his shoulder for a moment. Damon's laughter made her face flush with happiness. He adjusted the steering wheel back and up a bit so that she didn't risk bumping into it again. She sunk down further onto his lap, and Damon grabbed her hips pulling her closer.

Their lips connected with a passion, and as Bonnie's arms wrapped around his neck over his shoulders, his hands gripped at her hips firmly. She rocked her hips against his lap. "Mm..." she breathed. Judging by what she felt beneath her, he was certainly looking forward to getting in the house too.

Damon rocked his hips upwards against her as best as possible, with their limited amount of space in the car. At least Bonnie was quite short enough for their current activity. They kissed ardently, their lips moving against each others in a way that they had both missed quite dearly. Bonnie slid her right hand up and to the back of his head, tangling her fingers in his hair and gripping it.

A low growl came from Damon's chest as she pulled on his hair, and he reached for the door, opening it, and maneuvered out of the car, holding Bonnie underneath her ass. She laughed softly, her lips parting from his. "I see I'm not the only one in a hurry." She teased him.

She grinned as her husband chuckled and gave her a crooked smirk before he set her down onto her feet so he could get the keys out of the car and close the car door. Bonnie took his hand and hurried along the drive way, up the walkway to the front door. She was beaming with happiness by the time they had rushed up the stairs, and towards their bedroom. Damon's heart fluttered in his chest at the sight of her so excited to be with him.

Sometimes he forgot just how good it felt to be her husband, sometimes, but, she reminded him with that sparkling look in her eyes, with so much love, and heat, that was all for him.

Bonnie closed and locked door behind she started stripping off her clothing, dropping piece by piece onto the floor, her beautiful brown skin revealed to him in it's entirety. Damon was so awestruck by her that she was already naked and sitting on the end of the bed, and he was still standing in his clothing, his fiery blue eyes scanning her from her perfectly manicured feet to her luscious curly hair.

"Get over here." Bunnie purred at him, and spread her legs a little bit as if to beckon him. Her neatly groomed center drawing his lustful gaze.

Damon loosened his tie, and pulled it off, before his jacket, and his dress shirt came off next. He stood there in his suit pants and his wingtips, and she wondered if he was going to make her work to get the rest of his clothing off but before Bonnie could even ask him, he had taken the several steps over to the bed. Damon dropped to his knees at the end of the bed.

His hands pushed her plump thighs apart further, and Bonnie's entire body flushed with warmth as she felt his lips start to leave a trail of warm kisses up her right thigh. He kissed slowly, and attentively, until he reached the apex her her thigh, and he moved to the left thigh.

"Mmmn... you have no idea how good it feels to have your lips on me." Bonnie whispered. Damon chuckled darkly, his breath washing over the sensitive flesh of her pussy.

Bonnie tilted her head backwards with a shiver. Damon crooned against her skin, "Oh, I'm going to do a lot more than that."

He wasn't lying.

Monday February 1st. (Three Days Later.)

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Damon asked from his place sitting at the end of the bed. Bonnie was standing near the floor length mirror, straightening out the deep red sweater dress she was wearing and wondering if she should wear heeled ankle boots or not.

"Yes," Bonnie told him with a chuckle, "I know Caroline was supposed to be there, but I'm sure Kai and I will do just fine."

Damon exhaled through his nose, a look of uncertainty on his face. "That's what I'm worried about."

Bonnie's brow furrowed and she looked at him in the mirror for a moment as he sat behind her and then she turned around to face him.

"Nothing is going to happen between us," she assured him, "I know you're concerned because of Enzo but Kai has never been the type of guy to go after a woman that is taken."

"You clearly haven't met you," Damon teased, trying to lighten the mood and his own emotions, "I would totally have an affair with you."

Bonnie glared at him and than shook her head as she stepped closer. "I would never sleep with a married man," she reminded him.

"Damn. Does that mean I'm not 'getting any' tonight?" Damon smirked at her.

"Nope, none..." she waved her hands along her soft curves, ...none of this for you."

Damon pushed his bottom lip out a little and she giggled softly before sitting down on one of his legs. He wrapped his arm around her waist and sighed.

"If you are really that bothered by the idea of Kai and I going out to dinner together, I can stay here." Bonnie told him. While it would be frustrating, since she had worked so hard to become comfortable with seeing Kai again, she loved Damon, and she knew he would never ask her do anything unless he was genuinely bothered by it.

Damon shook his head. "No. I trust you and...I need to get some homework done." He told her.

Bonnie smiled, her heart swelling a little in her chest. "I'm so proud of you for enrolling back into Med School." She kissed his cheek.

Damon's nose flushed a soft pink.

"You better get out there, I don't want you to be late." Damon said.

"Don't you?" Bonnie teased.

Damon shook his head and playfully pushed her off his lap and patted her on the ass once.

"Get going." He ordered teasingly.

Bonnie stuck her tongue out at him softly. "Yes Sir," she rolled her eyes.

With another glance towards her husband she scurried over to kiss him once on the lips, soft, lingering, but after a moment she pulled back with a gentle hum. Bonnie grabbed her heeled ankle boots pulled them on and headed down the stairs. Her purse, keys, and coat were all hanging on a hook near the door. Before the Butler, Wayne, could get them for her, she pulled her coat and purse on and grabbed her keys, pushing the button to start her car before she even got out of the door.

Twenty minutes later she was sitting in an Applebees that was a fair distance between both Kai and her homes. Well, if she could ever consider the Salvatore Estate her home. She was still struggling with that.

Kai was five minutes late and she had already ordered a water with lemon to sip on while she waited for him. She was nervous. Though she wasn't entirely certain why. It wasn't a date, they were just trying to be friends again. There was no harbored feelings like there had been with Enzo.

Her gaze waltzed up as Kai appeared in front of her, walking from the front of the resturant to the back booth she had picked for them. She smiled softly as he took off his winter coat and tossed it into the corner of the booth. He slid in to sit across from her.

"Hi," she said casually, trying to be...'normal', whatever that was, "I was worried the snow might have been bad on the roads you needed to take here."

Kai shrugged. "I managed," he chuckled and raked his fingers through his dark hair, his cheeks were flushed from the cold, "I'm sorry I'm late."

"Oh no, it's okay." Bonnie told him.

Before she could get anxious while deciding on some small talk, the lovely waitress came over and asked if Kai would like something to drink. Kai ordered a hot chocolate and water before he turned back to Bonnie.

"So, is everything going good with the studio?" he asked.

"The studio?" Bonnie asked.

Kai smirked, "Uh, ya, the one my crew and I fixed up? Ballet studio?"

She blinked, feeling incredibly dumb, "Oh! Uh, yeah of course," she sighed and her shoulders slumped a little.

The waitress brought over the water and said she'd be one more minute with the hot chocolate.

"I'm sorry, I'm...kind of fuzzy lately. After Lily's death, my mother and I trying to mend things, Damon's sobriety..." Bonnie babbled a little.

"Damon's recovering?" Kai asked, cocking a brow.

"Oh..." she blushed. She forgot he didn't know about that, apparently.

"You don't know about that?" Bonnie asked.

Kai shook his head. "Well, I know about what the tabloids say, but, what's going on?" he paused, "If you're okay...to talk about it of course."

Bonnie nodded softly. "We can talk about it, a little. It's not really my place to give Damon's business out honestly, but... He's recovering from alcoholism. It's been rough. I wasn't sure how rough, but...espeically after Lily died, I'm worried for him."

Kai's eyes got softer.

"That sounds difficult; but...you know at least if he really needs to he can get all the help money can buy," Kai said an then blinked, "I-I don't mean th-"

Bonnie put a hand up and chuckled, "No, no you're right. I think we've been kind of avoiding the topic of rehab; but...he could. I've..." she furrowed her brow, "I've been wondering if therapy is a good choice. Honestly I think we should have started going a long while ago. Not...for anything happening between us but, with the death and...recovery..."

She swallowed hard and looked at the table.

The waitress brought over Kai's hot chocolate, and there was an awkward silence for a second before she asked what they wanted to order.

"I'll..." Bonnie cleared her throat, "I'll have the spinach and feta chicken with grilled veggies on the side and...can we get an appetizer of mozzarella sticks?"

Kai ordered next, ordering a cheese burger and curly fries, and another appetizer of onion rings.

Once they were left alone again, Kai sighed softly.

"Therapy can never hurt. I'll say that," he told her, "It definitely helped me..."

Bonnie nodded. "It's helped me a lot too. I haven't seen my therapist since...I married Damon. I saw a physical therapist when I was injured, but...somehow it escaped me that maybe I should schedule an appointment with my therapist" she chuckled.

Kai furrowed his brow. "No...one around you, even thought about that? Who doesn't recommend therapy to someone who was almost murdered?"

"I don't know, Kai. A lot has happened." Bonnie sighed and took a drink of water.

"Are you going to make an appointment then?" he asked.

She chuckled. "I don't...want to talk about this anymore," she rubbed nervously at her arm. She knew what he was saying was true... "But...yes, I will."

Kai cleared his throat. "Alright, I'm sorry for the subject getting in the dumps," he exhaled, "I...do kind of need to tell you something, well...I don't...have to but..."

He looked nervous.

Bonnie tilted her head to the side, moving her hands onto the table. "What is it?" she asked.

"Well... Since we're trying to be friends and everything, I figured I should tell you that... I'm seeing someone." Kai told her.

She blinked. "Oh." she chuckled, "That's normal. I'm glad." She smiled softly, trying to brush the more heavy topic of therapy away.

Kai nodded and took a drink of his water.

"Who is she? How long have you been seeing her? How cute is she?" Bonnie teased him, though she was curious, her lips curling up at the corners.

"Uh..." Kai chuckled nerously, "...He. It's...a he."

Bonnie blinked as she processed. "Oh," she paused, and she smiled, "So you're bi then?"

Kai looked at her, like he was prepared for her to say something other than that. Ask something other than that.

"Y-yeah," Kai said in an exhale, a little confused, "...I'm bi. Took me a while to figure it out...I guess."

Bonnie nodded and took a drink of water. "That happens. I've known I was bi since...like sixth grade."

The shock on Kai's face was so amusing that Bonnie nearly laughed, water coming out of her nose.

"So," she continued, "Who is he? How long have you been seeing him and how cute is he?"

Kai smiled. "Nick. Two months and...he's very cute."

Forty five minutes later and Bonnie had drank two long island teas, and was definitely too drunk to drive. She had let Kai leave, giving him the impression she wasn't, though he was fairly tipsy as well and was taking an uber. Whether either of them were aware enough to recognize the other was drunk, was...unknown.

However, as Bonnie wobbled her way outside of the restaurant after leaving her half of the tip on the table, she knew she was too drunk to drive her car twenty minutes home. She pulled her phone out of her purse as she stood on the icy sidewalk, trying to keep her balance and scrolled through her phone.

She pushed on Stefan's name. The last thing she wanted to do was call Damon to pick her up while she was drunk and smelled like alcohol. He was doing homework, and she didn't want to bother him.

The phone rang several times.

"Bonnie?"

"sT-Stefan...can...can you come get me from..applebees, I can't drive," Bonnie laughed softly.

"You're drunk?" Stefan's voice asked from the other end.

She rolled her eyes. "Yes!" she exhaled, "Can you pleeeasssee come get me?"

There was a pause and then a , "I'll be there soon."

The phone hung up and Bonnie shoved her phone back into her pocket. It was cold, but she was a little too out of it to think of waiting inside for her ride to get there. So she wandered out into the parking lot, her heeled boots clicking. She almost slipped on some ice several times, leaning against a car that started blaring it's alarm system. Bonnie squealed and went hurling forwards to run away from the flashing car and stopped once she was halfway through the lot, several cars away from it, and sighed.

Someone came out and clicked a button on their remote before walking over to their car.

Bonnie wandered over to lean against the brick side of the building.

As she stood, she saw a familiar car come in, and park. Stefan!

She smiled, glad he was there, but she was waiting for him to get out, or call or text her to let her know he was there. But she stood there for two whole minutes and nothing.

Furrowing her brow, she wandered over slowly. The car was still on, the exhaust a hot while plume from the back of the car.

She could see that the window was open on the drivers side and she stepped closer to the side of the car.

"I can grab her now," Stefan's voice said, but something was off about it, "Right where Stefan is, don't worry. This was my idea, I can cut you out of it at any time I want."

Bonnie looked towards the rear view mirror, confused, and suddenly, his eyes flicked over, and looked right into hers.

"Stefan," Bonnie said slowly.

Phone was hung up, and the car door opened. Bonnie felt nervous all of the sudden.

"Who..w-were you...talking to?" she asked, taking several slippery steps back, her ankles feeling weak.

Suddenly she was grabbed by the front of her jacket as she tried to quickly step further back. Whirled around, her vision went blurry, and his hand was placed over her mouth.