Time to address the growler by name! Hope that it is not too obvious for those familiar with this series. But next chapter is guaranteed to have quite a few twists and turns.

Disclaimer: Characters, places, and the like from the Vampire Diaries are the property of LJ Smith. I'm just borrowing them to create this tale. All other characters that have no ties to any other fics belong to me!

Chapter Thirteen

Most of their family had returned to their own lives in Fell's Church, but swore to be back the moment they were called for. Matt and Lydia had classes to go to, while Alaric and Meredith had their classes. Sabrina returned to the boarding house so that everything would look 'normal'. Caroline had to go back so that those who hunted Bonnie wouldn't suspect the truth.

Bonnie felt that it was a bad idea for everyone to go back to that awful place, but there was no getting around it. Still, the danger was getting stronger. And the fear it brought Bonnie was tearing her body with cold. She got up out of their bed carefully so that Damon could sleep and opened the window, sitting on the windowsill.

Bonnie grinned as she felt the morning sun shimmering on her body. Yes, she was growing so tired from the exposure – but it felt so good at the same time. Almost as if she was getting rid of a nightmare, but she knew that the danger was still out there … waiting.

"Bonnie? What are you doing?" Damon whispered as he woke from a deep sleep, finding that his wife was not beside him.

Bonnie smiled as she returned to their bed and his arms. "Enjoying my new life. I have the most handsome and wonderful husband in the world, two great kids, and have the ability to get at evil doers that cops usually can't touch without bringing more harm to the victims."

"Forgive me, but this doesn't sound like real complaining." Damon flashed one of his wolfish grins as he pulled her tight to his chest.

"Um, who said that I was complaining? I was actually thinking along the lines of working towards baby number three." Bonnie purred as she playfully nipped at his ear.

Then a howl ripped through the family's peace. Instinctively both mothers rushed to gather their babies to their chests, while both husbands stood guard over them. Shawn looked out the window with a growl developing in his throat for whoever dared to threaten his family, as the others joined him in the living room.

"Come out Little Red or I'll eat Grandma and Baby Locks all up!"

Damon, Shawn, and Stefan all growled openly at that voice, frightening both children to screaming wails.

Bonnie swallowed hard. "He's calling me out. But, who is he threatening?"

"Bonnie! Don't listen to him! Nana and I will get out of this!" Margaret shrieked in fear.

"Margaret! He's got my sister!" Elena sobbed as her body protested her rush to movement so soon after the birth of her son.

"And Nana. I've got to buy you guys some time. I've got enough Power to change my form again, maybe on four legs I can out run him." Bonnie knew she was rambling. But getting out of the house wasn't going to be easy – even if it was their only option.

Damon grabbed his wife as she tried to head for the front door. "Do you really think I am about to let you go out there? What kind of man do you think I am, Bonnie?"

"The kind who'd fight the worst night demon to protect his family. Time and again you've proven yourself to be just that, and I know that soon you will do it once more. But, you know that this is our only chance. You guys are going to need time to figure out how he fits into all of this and what those two brats have planned. They need me for something, or else they would have killed me last time. I trust you, and now I need you to trust me. I feel that this is how things are supposed to play out. We have help coming soon, but I can't tell when or from where."

"I can't let you go out there!" Damon was struggling to keep the tears out of his eyes and voice.

Shawn stepped forward, his heart torn. "Dad … look Mom can sense things that not even we can. And if we don't do something soon, Nana and Margaret will pay for it. Dad I don't want to lose my Nana or my aunt."

"Little Red, Little Red. Are you going to come out for your family, or am I coming in for you?"

"Shut up! Damon, please love." Bonnie could hold back her shutters as the feeling of urgency hit her all the harder. They were running out of time, and fast.

Stefan wasn't ready to give in either. "Bonnie, that beast will rip you apart! You can't go out there!"

"He's working for those little brats! They want me for something, but I'm not sure what yet. This may not be the best of plans, but it's all we have. And if you guys can't get Nana and Margaret back then I can protect them." Bonnie was nearing her breaking point.

"No, Bonnie!" Elena felt as if her whole world was being shredded.

Damon sighed heavy, only the second time Shawn ever saw his father do it. Then he took their daughter and gave her over to their son. "She's right. We have no choice in the matter." Then he held his wife's face to where she was staring him eye to eye, so that she would see how serious he was. "No matter where they take you, I will find you. And this time we will not have them waiting to attack us when we come home."

"I know. And you know that I won't give up." Bonnie smiled before laying claim to his sweet lips hungrily. ~That should hold you until I'm home to give you much, much, much more than that, my Damon.~

Bonnie rushed to the door and turned into a wolf before any of the others could say a word otherwise. ~All right you bastard! I'm outside, but you really don't expect me to make it easy for you to catch me … or are you that simple in the head? You want me, then come and get me – Tyler Smallwood!~

Okay, was that too easy to predict?

Well, I do have a few tricks up my sleeve – and maybe a surprise or two. But, no more until I get ten (and I do mean ten!) comments! Would have sent this out earlier, but all of my muses are fighting. Sailor Moon muse has gotten most of my attention as of late, but that won't be seen here for a time yet (CLUE: It's a Neflyte/Molly fic – I haven't found enough of my favorite Moonie couple!).

Until ten come in … I'm outtie! (Oh man, there she goes again!)