"So, that's it," she said as she sat across from him in the living room

Damon leaned back in the chair.

"Ok, Bon, so let me get this straight. You think Elena is going to turn into a vamp again?"

"I don't know, Damon. That's what my first response was. But now, after having so many of these visions, I don't know. I mean, I can't even go to sleep with out seeing the figures. And with every vision, they seem to be more powerful."

He rested his head on his chin and pondered quietly to himself.

"Well, maybe Elena is going to turn back again. I mean, she's going to age and eventually die. Maybe she doesn't want that anymore."

Bonnie looked at him oddly.

"You really think so? I don't even think Stefan would be willing to do it anymore, do you?"

"Who said it had to be Stefan to do it?"

"You wouldn't…would you?"

"If she asked me, I would. I don't think I could sit there and let her die if she didn't want to," he answered.

"So, were you planning on doing this already? Is that why I'm having to visions?"

"No! I just said I would, but she definitely wants to be human right now. She's happy this way."

Bonnie stopped to think again.

"Ok, well then what the hell does it mean?"

Damon looked at Bonnie sincerely.

"Bon, I have no idea; looks like we've got another mystery on our hands. Or maybe it's nothing to worry about. All I know is that I'll let Stefan know to keep a look out and I'll do the same. I haven't sensed anything odd lately, but I have been wrong before."

Bonnie then stood up as an indication that the meeting was over.

"Well, I just wanted to get a feel about what you thought about the whole thing. And thanks for coming over so fast. I really appreciate it."

"Hey, no problem, I'm just glad that there isn't anything really wrong."

With that he turned and left the apartment.

She listened to the message again. Why would Bonnie need to see Damon at this hour? Wouldn't Matt find it a little odd? And why…

Her thoughts stopped as she heard someone enter the room. She turned around to see Damon opening the door quietly and taking off his jacket.

"Hey," he said, "I thought you'd be asleep."

Meredith was not in the mood to play nice.

"I was, until I finally realized you weren't here. Then I saw the message blinking, thinking maybe you called, and then I heard Bonnie's message. Is she ok?"

"She's fine. Just a little shook up about a dream she had."

Then Meredith looked him straight in the eyes.

"Why did you lie to me?"

Damon gave her an odd look.

"Pardon me," he asked.

She walked closer to him and repeated her question.

"I asked why did you lie to me? I do remember you leaving now and I asked where you were going, and you said something like 'out.' Why didn't you let me know you were going to Bonnie's?"

Damon walked closer to her and rubbed her forearms.

"I just thought it wasn't important…"

Meredith pulled away from his hands.

"Well, it's damn well important to me! Bonnie's my friend, but don't you think it's weird when the ex-lover calls here looking for you at some god-forsaken hour in the morning? What else am I supposed to think?"

"Hmm…how about, she's a friend who was in trouble…"

Meredith cut in.

"And you're the only person she'd call? What about me? I've known her since we were tiny kids, and she'd be searching for you!"

"Hey, stop it, Mere! You're being completely ridiculous! If you're insinuating that I did something with Bonnie, then you're completely crazy! Why the hell would I do that?"

"Then why did you lie," she yelled.

"I don't know, damn it! I didn't think you'd be pulling all this on me as soon as I walk through the damn door!"

"You know what Damon, I think you should just leave."

"What," he asked as he moved closer to her.

She moved back.

"I said to go home."

With that, Damon snarled and grabbed his jacket. He ran to the window and kicked it open and was gone instantaneously, leaving only feathers in his wake.

As he entered his loft, he punched a hole in the wall. Why hadn't he told her where he was going? Why the hell was this getting to her anyway?

Whatever the reason, he was pissed. The echoes of her telling him to leave were ringing in his head.

'I said to go home.'

There was no home for Damon Salvatore. He couldn't think of any place that had felt like home since his mother had died. That made up for a good chunk of his life; mortal and undead.

He reached for a bottle of wine from the fridge and sat down on his black leather chaise to drink it.

"No better way to drown your sorrows," he said as he took a long drink.

The early morning hours were spent in the darkness of his apartment trying to not think about Meredith. He couldn't help but picture her sleeping soundly in her bed. How her long dark hair cascaded on the pillow. How her body looked wrapped up in the sheets. She was a gorgeous creature and she always had been. Now, she might be lost to him because of one stupid mistake.

Meredith sat on the edge of the bed sniffling. Why had she kicked him out? It was like she couldn't control herself. It was probably from all the times Alaric had lied about where he was going on his paranormal trips. It had always been for 'her own protection.' Even so, she had still felt betrayed and tonight had brought back all those bad memories.

Then the phone rang.

"I'm not going to answer it," she said aloud. She didn't want to talk to Damon right now. Then again, Damon was never the type to plea for their forgiveness either.

The answering machine picked up and heard a familiar voice.

"Hey Mere, it's Bon. We need to …"

"Talk," Meredith said as she picked up the phone.

"Oh, hey. Yeah, we need to talk. Listen, I wanted to apologize for sending you that weird message. I just needed to talk to Damon."

"Yeah, so I heard," Meredith said.

"I had a really weird vision and wanted to get his take on it. It turns out, it's probably nothing really…or at least nothing either of us could figure out."

"Was it so important that you had to call him this early in the morning? And does Matt know?"

Bonnie paused.

"Why would Matt care?"

"Don't you think he would find it odd? I sure did."

Bonnie started to laugh a little.

"Meredith, are you saying you thought we….," she said as she laughed.

"I don't know, Bon," Meredith replied.

"Listen, I'll let you know right now that we didn't and I wouldn't. I love Matt. I wouldn't do anything to hurt him. I can't believe you're jealous!"

"I am not jealous!"

"Yes you are," Bonnie said as she giggled. "By the way, if anyone should be jealous, it should be me! I've never seen him act so civil. I could hardly be in the room with Damon for longer than a few hours with out a fight, and you guys can co-exist with out trying to kill each other. It's refreshing actually. "

Meredith paused and almost dropped the phone.

"Well, maybe I broke that already. We had a fight when he came back here, and then he left… well, I did pretty much tell him to get out."

"You really did? Wow. Hey…why was he going back to your place at 5 in the morning anyway…"

Meredith cut her off.

"Listen, I got to go," she said as she hung up the phone and grabbed her winter jacket on her way out the door.