A/N: Keep in mind this is post season 6, so I took some liberties.
Chapter 4
Elena watched as her best friend and her boyfriend embraced. There was nothing sexual, or inappropriate about it. Still, it made her feel uncomfortable. The two looked like they belonged in each other's arms. Elena cleared her throat, but neither made a move to end their embrace. Several awkward seconds ticked off the clock before Damon finally pulled away. He kissed Bonnie on top of her head while caressing her shoulders. He leaned back to fully drink her in. Elena frowned when he seemed to approve of whatever it was he was looking for. His smile was bright, and he was a little too giddy for her liking. She cringed when he finally spoke.
"Why are you speaking Italian?" His mind was racing. "Since when do you speak Italian?" He asked with furrowed brows. Then suddenly everything clicked. "Oh my God you don't remember."
"Ricordate cosa?"(remember what?)
Damon placed his palms on her cheeks, and stroked her face with the pad of his thumb. Bonnie brought her hands up to wrap around his. His concerned eyes locked with her carefree ones.
"Cara, qual e l'ultima cos ache ti ricordi?" ( what's the last thing you remember dear?) Damon asked.
"Cara?" Elena asked.
"Awkward nicknames is another thing they do." Caroline whispered to Elena. "You'll get used to it."
Elena's frustration getting the best of her she said. "Can't she speak in English?"
Bonnie stoically faced Elena. "I can. I choose not to." She snapped before turning her attention back to Damon.
Elena gasped, "That's not Bonnie?" It was more of a question than anything else.
Damon couldn't help stroking her cheek again as he gazed into her eyes. "That's Bonnie." He said with absolute certainty. "I'd recognize those judgey little eyes anywhere."
Bonnie smiled. Elena frowned. "Well what is she? What are you?"
Caroline couldn't help rolling her eyes.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Damon asked again. "In Inglese per favore." (In English please.)
Elena scoffed. Bonnie tossed a glance over her shoulder, and raised a brow.
"Will your puttana keep quiet long enough for me to speak, or shall I wait?"
Stefan stifled a giggle, while everyone else looked confused. Caroline gave him a look.
"I'll tell you later." He promised
"The floor is yours." Damon said seemingly unaffected by her harsh words.
Bonnie sashayed across the room, and sat on the window seat. She sensual crossed her legs, still uncaring about her state of undress.
"I remember darkness. Then light, a lot of light. I remember searching for you Damiano. I do not believe we have ever gone this long in different astral spheres." Her eyes sparkled as she continued talking. "I was gifted with the memory of every lifetime." She looked toward Damon. "I remember them all. I will share them with you later if you like. They are not just mine after all."
Damon sat down next to her, and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear. "What does that mean Bon?" He asked.
"Your soul is a part of my soul. The memories belong to you too."
Stefan's curiosity got the best. Bonnie was becoming more intriguing by the second. He couldn't help chiming in.
"Bonnie what are you saying? Are you saying Damon belongs to you?"
Elena and Caroline's mouths dropped open. The fellas in the room remained quiet, but still very interested in what was going on. Bonnie spoke to Stefan, but she was looking directly in Damon's aqua eyes.
"I am saying we belong to each other." She finally looked at Stefan. "We always have."
She turned back to Damon, and placed her hand on his knee, "You do not remember because you are still tethered to this lifetime. I will show you when you are ready."
Elena couldn't hold her tongue any longer. "I'm sorry, are you saying that my best friend and my boyfriend are some sort of soulmates or something? So what… you guys have spent lifetimes doing what exactly? Were...were you intimate?"
Bonnie smirked, and it looked an awful lot like Damon's "Were we in this lifetime?" She answered vaguely, left eyebrow cocked up.
Damon sensed Elena's growing frustration, and jumped to his feet. He wrapped her up into a hug, and kissed her forehead. He rubbed her shoulders for comfort, yet the move offered none. It was the same thing he did to offer Bonnie comfort only moments before.
"We need to talk Damon." She looked over his shoulder at Bonnie, and rolled her eyes. "Alone!" She added thru gritted teeth.
Damon nodded. Bonnie stood to her feet, and walked toward the bed.
"Preparing to fill one's destiny is tiring. I need to rest my body. I can answer whatever questions anyone may have later."
She made a show of fluffing the pillows. "Damiano I am not used to these surroundings… lay with me until I go to sleep."
Caroline slapped her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Stefan quickly ushered her toward the door.
"Oookaaaay Bonnie, we'll let you get some rest." He said while motioning for everyone to leave the room. Once in the hall he chuckled a bit. "I like this Bonnie." He admitted. "I mean, I always liked Bonnie, but this version of her is spicy. I like it."
Caroline giggled. "I do too. What did she call Elena earlier?"
Stefan chuckled again, and leaned closer into her ear. "A whore, she called Elena Damon's whore."
Caroline's eyes got real wide, and she covered her mouth with both hands. "Oh my God." She gasped.
Inside the room Elena watched as Damon raged war with himself over what to do. His shoulders slumped, and he dropped his head toward the floor. She knew what was coming next, and it pissed her off before it even left his mouth.
"Elena…"
"Seriously Damon?" Elena huffed.
"She's your best friend." He said thru gritted teeth.
Elena stormed out of the room yelling. "No, apparently she's yours!"
Damon pinched the bridge of his nose before closing the door. He turned to face Bonnie, who was smiling brightly at him. She lifted the covers up in offering. He quickly toed off his shoes, and hopped in. They stared at each other nose to nose for several seconds.
"You scared the crap out of me Cara." Damon said. "Please don't ever do that to me again."
She gave him a quick peck on the nose. "It will never happen again... I am immortal now." She said while turning away from him. "Rub my back."
Damon didn't hesitate to oblige her. When is icy hands made contact with the scar tissue her wings created, he asked. "Does it hurt?" He kissed each side softly.
"Not anymore." She told him. "They are healing."
"What are you?" He had to ask.
She briefly looked at him over her shoulder. "I am Bonnie." She said before relaxing back into his touch. "In every life I lived I was a witch, my magic preparing me for this destiny. Now I am a virtue, and you are my sentinel."
"How Bonnie? How did I become your sentinel?"
"I chose you."
Damon quietly took in all the information Bonnie gave him. She seemed exhausted, now was not the time to bombard her with questions. Just when he thought she was asleep, she spoke again. "How did I die?"
"I thought you had memories of every lifetime?" He said softly while still rubbing her back, trying desperately to avoid the subject.
"Not this one." She admitted. "My Dominion thought it not necessary. This life's memories may be more hindrance than help."
Damon chuckled. "I have to admit Bon; I have no clue what you're talking about."
He noticed Bonnie was asleep. He kissed her temple. "Dormire bene cara mia."(sleep well my dear)
Elena was extremely pissed. She joined the rest of the Scooby gang convening in the Salvatore kitchen. Though most don't need nutriment, they decide to make dinner. There was not a huge supply of food in a home inhabited mostly by vampires, but they did manage to come up with a complete meal without having to go to the store.
Elena was angrily chopping the vegetables for the salad.
"Geesh Lena what did the lettuce do to you." Matt joked.
"My boyfriend is upstairs cuddling with another woman, a freakishly gorgeous half-naked woman who claims to be his soulmate." Elena snapped. "I think I'm allowed to panic a little."
She flung the knife she was using across the room. It landed in the empty sink with a loud clank.
"Actually, twin flames." Alaric chimed in to correct her. "If they have been together thru every lifetime as Bonnie describes, they aren't soulmates. They're twin flames."
"What?" Elena said aggravated.
"A soulmate is a person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity. This may involve love, romance, friendship, intimacy, sexuality, sexual activity, spirituality, or compatibility and trust." He walked over to the sink to pick up the knife she threw. He wiped it off with the towel sprawled across his shoulders, and gently placed it back in front of her, as if saying 'calm down' without having to say it. "Twin flames originate from the same soul or essence. One soul divided into two halves one masculine one feminine, both exact equals and opposites. On an energetic level they are opposite yet they are complimentary in nature."
"That definitely sounds like Damon and Bonnie." Caroline added.
"But they hated each other." Jeremy added.
Alaric continued. "The twin flame dynamic is very rare and transcends all definitions of male female relationships. The relationship is not about dependency or lustful desire. It's love… in its truest divine form."
Just as he was finishing his statement, Damon walked in. All agape mouths turned toward him.
"Wow!" Caroline said breathlessly wiping a happy tear from the corner of her eye.
Elena's horrified eyes finally landed on him. "I think we need to have that discussion." She gritted out, tears threatening to fall. "Now!" She yelled storming past him.
"What'd I do now?" He asked to no one in particular.
Caroline and Stefan both shrugged while the others in the room suddenly became interested in their shoes. Damon exhaled dramatically before chasing after Elena.
When Damon finally caught up to Elena, she was pacing around the garden gazebo. He sat on the bench watching her for a few moments. He didn't like seeing her like this. He instinctively reached for her, pulling her onto his lap. He pecked her lips.
"Stop worrying." He said. "You're awake, Bonnie's alive, you should be happy. Hell, we should be celebrating."
Elena looked at him like he just grew two heads. "Celebrating… celebrating what exactly Damon? Should we celebrate the fact that I woke from a magical coma only to find out that four years have passed, and the so called love of my life was too concerned with another woman to care?"
She stood from his lap so she could start pacing again. "Or maybe we can celebrate the fact that you have some strange other worldly bond with my best friend. Is that what we're celebrating Damon? And what's with the nicknames? Since when did the two of you go from 'witchy' and 'blood sucker' to 'cara' and 'damiano'? Are we celebrating that?"
"Today was the first time she has ever called me that." Damon admitted.
She spun around to face him planting a hand on her hip. "Or are we celebrating the fact that you are in love with Bonnie?"
Damon chuckled a little bit, finding jealous Elena adorable.
"You're in love with her Damon." She whined. "I don't know when it happened, but you are in love with Bonnie! And apparently you have been in every life. How am I supposed to compete with that?"
Damon stood to his feet, and wrapped her in a tight hug. "You don't have to compete. Bonnie is my best friend. And yes, I love her. But you are my girlfriend. I'm in love with you. You don't have to compete for me. You already have me, I'm all yours. He leaned in and kissed her passionately. Elena accepted what he was telling her, but she was far from comforted. Especially after what Alaric had to say. Because according to Alaric Damon didn't belong to her.
Caroline retook her seat next to her sleeping friend. After losing Bonnie again, she couldn't help but want to be close to her. She sat there for nearly thirty minutes silently watching her friend's chest rise and fall. Soon Bonnie began to stir. Caroline leaned in a little, being mindful of Bonnie's personal space.
"Hey sweetie, you hungry? Dinner is almost ready."
Bonnie tilted her head to the side, and eyed Caroline meticulously. After several seconds of scrutiny, Caroline smiled. Bonnie sat up bracing her back against the massive headboard.
"Caroline?" She asked with a nod of her head.
Caroline shot up to her feet. "Oh my God, Bonnie you remember me?"
Bonnie smirked. "You were projecting your thoughts. I heard them. You wanted me to remember that you are Caroline."
Caroline sat back down. "Oh."
"We were comrades?" Bonnie asked.
"Something like that." Caroline giggled.
"And the others?" Bonnie asked.
"All friends. We love you Bon."
"The dark haired girl does not. She is not happy I am here. She thinks of me as a threat."
"Elena?" Caroline said. "She loves you too Bon. It's just… complicated."
"Complicated?" Bonnie turned the corners of her lips down. "Because she is Damiano's mate in this life?"
"We usually just call him Damon, but yeah. They're a thing."
"Damon." Bonnie said as if she were tasting it. "Damon loves her?" She asked.
Caroline nodded, afraid of what Bonnie's reaction would be.
They sat quietly for a few moments before Caroline spoke again.
"Do you wanna come down for dinner?"
Bonnie smiled. "Yes." She said standing to her feet.
Caroline also stood. "Can I hug you?"
"Yes." Bonnie said.
Carolina wrapped her arms around Bonnie's neck. Bonnie felt the warmth of Caroline's spirit, despite the fact she was a vampire. Caroline truly did care for her. She wrapped her arms around Caroline's waist then released her wings. They also wrapped around her. Caroline flinched initially, but relaxed into them. A blissful feeling washed over her, it was euphoric. She had nothing to compare it to. A tear slipped down her cheek.
"Wow!" Caroline said pulling away from her friend.
She gave Bonnie a once over, and laughed. "We need to get some clothes on you before we go down."
"As you wish." Bonnie said. "Do you have something that will not restrict these?" She said gently flapping her wings before retracting them.
"BACKLESS!" Caroline squealed rushing toward Bonnie's closet.
A/N:Bonnie spoke to Stefan and Damon in Italian because it is their native tongue. She spoke in Arabic when she first woke because it is the language of her Dominion. She speaks all languages. Yes Bonnie is an angel. A virtue is an angel said to bring God's blessings to earth. They are associated with acts of heroism, and bring courage when needed.
A Dominion is an angel that regulates the duties of other angels.
I will go a little deeper into the angel theme, but I will try to stray from any type of religion, or religious beliefs.
Hopefully this chapter didn't cause too much confusion. More will be explained in the upcoming chapters.
And Bonnie Bennett having no ties to this lifetime allows for some freedoms with her personality. Bonnie will not be holding her tongue in this story. She will get sassy at times.
Let me know what you think, or any questions you may have. I will try to address them in the story.
