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"This is so boring…" Elena said for the thousandth time as she sat on the ground by Damon's feet picking at the grass.

"Like I told you before, had you wanted to help you wouldn't be bored" Damon told her in annoyance as he looked around at the others. He still didn't trust Klaus but man it was good having him for this exact situation. But there had to be something he wanted, Damon though as he squinted over at the oldest vampire.

"Damon….c'mon….entertain me…" Elena whined as she gave his calf a little punch.

"I honestly don't remember you being so needy, kind of a turn off" he said shaking her off as he watched the trace of the flames rise a bit higher. What the hell was Bonnie doing? Was she okay? Why didn't she let me in? Why is she so selfish?

"You know he's going to kill her" Elena spoke up. "He told he's bringing the bitch down if it's the last thing he does. I said you wouldn't like it, you know, since you got in her pants and everything, weirdly enough it only made him want to destroy her more. Can't say I'm too broken up about it, she should realize who's going up against" Elena explained.

"You can't be anything, you have no humanity, so how about you shut the fuck up Elena before I—"

"Rip out my heart, yeah okay, let Stefan would let you" she said glancing over at him. "Now there is someone I still have wrapped around my finger" she said with pleased expression.

"He wouldn't move, he knows better" Damon said even though he did doubt him.

"You know he would Damon, he probably figures the inevitable too" she paused to let out a loud sigh. "God I'm so bored…" she told him.

"I would explain what Bonnie is doing but I know that won't register so please, again, be quiet" Damon said.

"You honestly believe you love her? You think it's real?" Elena asked with a laugh. "C'mon, you've fought with her continuous forever. And she hates—"

"Elena, honestly, I will kick you in the face just—" but he stopped talking when he realized Elena was tugging on his shirt as she stood up.

"The fire is out…" she whispered, looking around as did the others. "She did it…" she added in complete disbelief. Damon went to say something but when he looked at Elena's expression he didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Did she do it? Can we move?" Stefan shouted as Klaus took a step forward. Seeing that it was okay the others followed suit. Nothing happening.

"Guys!" they looked in the direction of the voice. Jeremy, he was alive. That was good, right? Silas just wouldn't let him walk out. As they moved toward Jeremy Damon stopped cold realizing he was holding something. Someone. "Shit" he said running over to him as he laid Bonnie on the ground. "What the hell happened?" he asked in a tone of confusion, sadness and anger. "Bonnie, hey, come on" he said slowly, stroking her cheek even though it did nothing.

"Oh, Silas did a number on her" Elena said as she moved over to examine Bonnie's neck. Damon was glad Stefan was there to jerk Elena out of the way, Damon was seconds from losing it. He looked at her neck wound. It was huge, or maybe he just thought it was bigger than usual. But more importantly she wasn't moving. She didn't even look like she was breathing.

"Wait…" Damon said, his brain catching up to the reality of the situation. "No, she—she already died once, she can't go again, this can't be happening" he said, his voice shaking as he felt his eyes fill with tears. "Here" he said to himself as he ripped a whole in his wrist.

"Damon, stop, stop" Caroline said trying to stop him from pointlessly feeding Bonnie his blood. "Damon…" she said as Damon sat back, not quite letting his mind wrap around what he did know, what everyone else knew.

He wanted to yell, to break things, to kill, he wanted to tear the Gilberts heads off, this was after all their fault. Even if it wasn't, he needed to blame someone. He lost Bonnie, again! Was this some kind of punishment for all his wrongdoings? Did he really deserve this? Did everyone else deserve it? He looked around, Jeremy and Caroline were both silently crying, Klaus was rubbing Caroline's back as he remained looking disappointed at best. Stefan looked sullen but for the sake of Elena—who looked rather indifferent—he didn't do anything.

"Where's Silas?" Klaus finally spoke up.

"Um," Jeremy paused to wipe his eyes. "Still in the cave, she got him immobilized, the spirits helped and everything. They talked through her. Qetsiyah helped too…" Jeremy said as the others nodded. Damon was glad Qetsiyah came through but it did very little to comfort him.

"She can't be dead, she'll come back, we're all linked," Caroline spoke up. For a moment Damon let the thought sink in. He had forgotten about that, the shock of seeing Bonnie lifeless interrupted the rest of his thoughts.

"No, um…" Jeremy said, fresh tears rolling down his eyes. "Shelia unlinked you guys, she said she had to in order for Qetsiyah to help Bonnie, to speak through her and help with the spell. Afterward, Shelia told me to take her body back to you," he paused again to nod at Damon. "She said it was necessary and she was so sorry." Damon felt a tug his chest. Not only did he feel betrayed but he felt so alone. "We have to go back and take care of Silas" Jeremy said as the others nodded.

"I'll stay here, I—I need to say goodbye…" he said quietly as the other nodded again and started to slowly shuffle toward the cave. He didn't meet Stefan's eyes but he felt his cold hand on his shoulder.

"I'm—I'm sorry Damon…" that wasn't Stefan's voice. He looked up, a little surprise to see Elena, even more surprised to see she looked, upset. She sucked in air, nodded, looked at her friend and then headed off.

"I'm not mad at you Bonnie, I know what you said and did was for my benefit, I know you were protecting me. I just, I…" he paused to cradle her. "Just come back, be a ghost, anything, just…I need you right now. You weren't supposed to…to—" he chocked, he couldn't get the word out. He couldn't admit what was right in front of him. Slowly, with trembling hands he laid Bonnie back down kissing her forehead in the process. Realizing there was no reason to stay cool or keep it to himself he let the tears flow. He felt pathetic, weak, stupid, alone. But in some relief, he felt human. In a way he was glad he was crying, well, distraught over Bonnie's death. He was glad he wasn't tearing trees from the ground or ripping throats out. He took her hand in his, hearing his sobs echoing through the woods. He was finally broken.