Twenty minutes later Bonnie walked through the grand entrance of the Plaza Hotel to the receptionist desk.

"Hi I'm here to see Stella Swanson." Bonnie said using Stella's maiden name that she goes by. "I believe she's in room 204 can you just check if she's in."

The young woman behind the desk smiled and said. "Miss Swanson did leave a message she is waiting for you Mrs Salvatore."

"Thank you." Bonnie said. She walked on the polish shine marble floor to the elevator praying that she does not slip and fall on her high heels.

...

Bonnie stopped in front of room 204 and was about to knock when the door suddenly open and a confused Scott walking her almost over.

His arms went quickly around her to stop her from falling back. "Hey! Sorry Birdie." He said calling her by her childhood nickname.

Bonnie was too surprised to see him. She pushed him away and walked into the room. Her eyes scanning the grand bedroom for Stella. She looked back when she heard Scott close the door behind them with a questioningly look on his face.

"Where's Stella and why are you here?" She asked him with a confused look.

"I don't know but can you tell me where Stephen is? I'm suppose to meet him here. I'm starting to think I must be in the wrong room or I got the message wrong. I didn't check in at reception I came straight up the door was unlock." Scott said and took out his phone.

"Do you think there is something the two of them want to tell us?" Bonnie asked confused.

"Beats me Birdie I'm just as confuse as you are about all of this and Stephen is not answering his phone."

"Stella said it was urgent I guess that's what Stephen's message also said." Bonnie said and sigh out loud. She plopped down on the bed and took her heels off. "My feet are killing me."

"You were never one for high heels." Scott said with a smile.

Bonnie looked up at him and smiled sadly.

"Birdie what's wrong?" He asked and walked to her. Scott dropped down on one knee in front of her and took her hands in hers. "Hey talk to me." He said softly.

"Its nothing." Bonnie said and looked away from him to hide her tears.

"I know your hiding your tears from me please talk to me Birdie." Scott said and turned her face gently back to him.

"I should go Scott the two of us can't be together not like this. I should go." Bonnie said as her eyes welled up with tears.

"No not when I know your so upset. Birdie seeing you like this upsets me too. It makes me sad and all I want to do is help you. Your eyes will haunt me for the rest of my days if I let you walk out of here knowing I could have helped you. I can never let that happen Birdie." Scott said softly.

Bonnie gazed deep into his eyes. In slow motion her hands cupped his face. Her head getting closer to his. Their lips touched softly at first and than more feverishly. Hands explored each others bodies getting familiar with every curve that was long lost in memory. The kiss ended softly. Their lips parted an inch away. Bonnie rested her forehead on his and cried softly.

"I've got you Birdie." Scott whispered to her. He was in heaven after that kiss. He knew he still held a special place in her heart.

...

Damon was on his way to the Plaza Hotel like a madman. He too got a message but his was from Sam. In the message she told him that she wants to talk with him privately in room 204. Damon knew Sam wouldn't leave Mystique Lake without having to get in the last word at him. He was ready for her and ready with a plan to get her lifeless body out unnoticed and checked out of the hotel starting with getting his own key to the room.

He walked to the receptionist desk like a man on a mission. "The key to room 204." He said to the same young woman who helped Bonnie earlier.

The young woman blushed and smiled extra friendly at Damon. "Your wife and Miss Swanson are already waiting for you Mayor Salvatore." She said and handed him the key card.

"My what?" He asked hard.

The young woman behind the desk swallowed nervously. "Mrs Salvatore and Miss Stella Swanson is up in room 204 mayor Salvatore. I thought you knew." The young woman said with red cheeks.

Damon gave the girl a cold hard look before walking to the elevator.

The young woman released the breath she was holding in and put her cold hands on her cheeks.

Damon's mind was heading off in all directions. What if Sam held Bonnie as a hostage? What if his walking into a trap? In his hurry to get to the hotel he forgot to take his gun now his unarmed and probably walking into a death trap but he didn't care. He didn't care if he lose his life as long as the bitch don't hurt Bonnie.

As soon as the elevator doors open Damon was out walking down the hall to room 204. His eyes scanning for weapons but there was just an antique table with beautiful flowers in a long heavy vase on it. The vase will crack Sam's scull open with one hit but his got no place to hide it on him and her ending will be too quick. He wants her to die slowly and painfully.

Stopping in front of room 204 he slide the card and wait for the light to turn green. He than slowly and quietly pushed the door open.

Bonnie was standing in Scott's arms her hands resting on his chest as she gaze up at him. "Thank you Scott I needed this. I feel so much better."

"What did I miss?" Damon asked with cold a smirk on his handsome face. A face that spelled nothing good. He was casually leaning against the wall arms folded and his legs crossed.

Bonnie jumped out of Scott's arms and stared at Damon with wide eyes. "Damon."

"Bonnie." Damon said still with that cold smirk on his face. His eyes took in the bed behind them and her bare feet and red cheeks. The scene said it all. Something happened in here.

Bonnie swallowed hard. "I was ..we were. I got this message from Stella and than I came here and find Scott here waiting for Stephen and than we tried to figure out why .." Bonnie stopped her fast nervous explanation when she felt Scott's hand on her arm.

"Bonnie I need you to step out. Damon I have to talk in private." Scott said his eyes pleading with her. He was afraid for her safety and what Damon could do to her.

"No, Scott." Bonnie said. She tried to pull her arm free but he held on strong.

"You heard your lover Bonnie. We have some long over due unsettled business and today we're going to settle it like we should have years ago." Damon said as he took off his jacket. He than calmly roll up the sleeves of his shirt.

She looked with wild eyes at the two men. "My what? Damon nothing happened here. Nothing happened between me and Scott." Bonnie was telling him the truth. She only kissed Scott and she felt guilty about it but that was it. She didn't sleep with Scott but it was clear Damon's mind was already made up.

Damon looked at her. "I believe you Bonnie, oh I do believe you." Damon said with a smile. A smile that did not reach his eyes.

"You don't believe me." Bonnie said as her eyes welled up with tears and disbelieve and fear.

"Didn't you cry enough in your lovers arms ? If you know what's good for you, you will get your ass out of this fucking room Bonnie." Damon said barely containing his anger.

"Really? With everything that's happening to us you want to make it worse Damon?" Bonnie asked as she took a step closer to him.

"Said the married little whore who sneaks behind her husband's back to meet her lover in hotel rooms." Damon spat out at her.

"How dare you!" Bonnie seethed in anger.

"You better get the fuck out of my face Bonnie I will deal with you later." Damon said in a cold voice.

Scott pulled her behind him. His eyes staring daggers at Damon. "That's enough Damon I'm not going to stand here and let you talk to your wife like that."

"You don't have to Scott I'm here ready for you. Stop hiding behind Birdie and let's settle this like men." Damon said with a mocking smirk. His eyes dark with madness.

"Damon please listen to me." Bonnie pleaded desperately. "Scott no." Bonnie said to Scott.

Scott was making a move in Damon's direction but Bonnie pulled him back. "Scott don't do this please." Bonnie pleaded softly.

Anger and raged fuelled Damon's burning desire to crush Scott. He suddenly laughed out loud. Bonnie looked at Damon in sheer horror and shock. What she feared came true. The old demon inside of Damon was back.

"Poor Scotty like a fool he waited for his Birdie in the rain at the airport. Waiting and waiting you poor thing. Did Birdie tell you where she was and with who she was Scotty." Damon said and felt intensely satisfied when he saw the sad look in Scott's eyes. He knew he touched a painful spot.

"Damon stop it." Bonnie said to him.

But Damon was not going to stop now. He was enjoying the pain in Scott's eyes and he wanted to hurt him more. "She came to me Scott telling me I'm the one she wants to be with for the rest of her live. No words were needed after that." Damon said with a smirk. He looked at Bonnie. His eyes travelled all over her body with a cold lustful look. "I fucked her on every surface and in every corner of my apartment. I fucked her hard and good. I fucked the thought of you out of her and she loved every second of it Scotty. I was making her wet in places you can only dream of." Damon was waiting for Scott's move and ducked the fist that came swinging at him just in time.

"Scott no!" Bonnie screamed but it was too late. The two men were on each other like wild beasts.

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