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Chapter 6: Beautiful

Days later Damon and I were bound for our faux date. We had literally been driving for about an hour or so when Damon finally pulled the car to a stop nearly in the middle of nowhere. I look his was expecting him to say something, but he just smiles my way. I watch as Damon gets out of the car and soon plants himself on the hood of his precious car. He lyes back on the windshield with his hands behind his head. He looks my way expected as if I'm supposed to join him.

After a moment of hesitation I soon climbed on top of the car sans shoes. I watched as a look of surprise lit up glacier eyes and soon I was mimicking Damon with my hands now behind my head as the two of us lye on the hood of his precious car. Together in silence we gazed up at the moon lit sky that had stars or at least distant planes scattered in various places. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Damon and had almost had my breath catch in my throat, he looked happy and it was nice to see him that way especially since I had never really seen any other side of Damon except for demanding or smoldering.

The energy around the two of us had been peaceful and instead of feeling like I could drown any moment I felt at ease. Every encounter I had shared with Damon had been full of sexually charged energy due to our chemistry. Today Damon was much more approachable and I didn't have to keep my guard up for fear he might seduce me out of my clothes. Or more importantly run from him out of fear of what I would do.

"You're quiet." He says while still keeping his eyes up to the darkened sky. He had brought her here because Caroline had suggested he showed a different side of himself, a side that not many people had seen so that in return Bonnie would trust him and let her guard down. The nighttime-had spoke to him. It had comforted him. People who had known him on the surface level would think he was fond of the night because of the nightlife, or his natural predator nature. But he had liked the nighttime because it was beautifully flawed...just like him. Most people were afraid of the dark. He embraced it.

I let out a shaky breath as my eyes continued to scan the darkened blue black sky. "I'm just trying to take it all in." I say daring to look his way and find him already looking at me. "You know when you said you wanted to go out tonight," I say pausing. "To get to know each other, I didn't think you meant this." I say turning my eyes back at the darkened sky. I felt at ease, which was a feat because lately I felt like I was drowning in a deep dark abyss one minute and flying high the next. Right now, I felt like I was finally finding my footing, in M.F. and in my own emotions.

I let out another shaky breath and look his way. "I'm glad we're here though" I say smiling. "It's much more personal and honest." I admit feeling my face grow hot when he turns on his side to look at me. I almost lost my breath at the raw look that had crossed his face.

He studied her every movement, as his eyes scanned her from the way her green eyes lit up the way her pink tongue darted out to lick her heart-shaped lips. Her skin was flush and her heart was singing. "Let me guess, you thought I'd use this as an excuse to seduce, make you really want to date you?" He says knowingly. To be honest, the thought had crossed his mind, especially when she had come out of the funhouse looking, radiant. The moment he saw her, the only thing he wanted to do was touch her soft skin, and coax her out of her clothing, and nestle between her thighs. He had thought of many ways they could do it, because after all he loved sex and he the thought of them together got his engine running, but he figured that when the time came, Bonnie would come to him and the meantime, he wanted to know her- with her clothes on.

"Yeah, you've made it no secret that you want me in your bed." I admit as he chuckles.

"Your right, I want you, it's obvious. In fact I thought about all the ways I could seduce you, what you'd say and what I'd say. I thought about all the ways we could do it." he says his glacier eyes drifting to her parted lips. "I thought of us on top of the car, in the grass you name it."

I felt my something flare up inside of me as I tried to calm down. I had a silly crush on Damon that was it, and after we became friends I knew I wouldn't react this way to his words. Despite everything, I felt like something was drawing me closer to him. "What stopped you?" I asked surprised when he traced the side of my face with his fingertips.

He darted his pink tongue out licking his own lips. He wanted to tell her because there was more to him then most people had seen, that he could do much more then sex you up and down, but the words fell short. "You deserve more then someone who is just chasing after your skirt...and I want to know you...the real you." He says pausing to smirk her way. "Besides when you come to me, and you will-it'll be willing." He says chuckling as she scooted away from him.

I rolled my eyes up to the sky. "I thought we were supposed to be getting to know each other not rehashing something that's not happening." I say and to my surprise he still chuckles and I too join in with a giggle.

"You know why I brought you out here?"

"To try and fail at seducing me, duh!" I say jokingly.

He inhaled the air. "I love it out here and I wanted to share that with you." He says his eyes on the darkened sky. "You know most people are afraid of the dark. Afraid of what it'll do to them and most importantly afraid to be flawed. The dark represents everything that is flawed but the flaws are what makes for true beauty." He says pausing to see that she is truly interested. "Are you afraid of the dark?" he leaning into her not to crowd her but to really get a look at her. She's beautiful, so beautiful and suddenly he's glad he's had this chance to talk to her.

I licked my lips. "No." I say simply. "The dark is just the flip side of the light. I'm not afraid of the dark."

He smiled and leaned forward "Good answer." He says tapping her nose.

"You still think your up for the challenge" Damon asked while we stopped in front of the most gritty looking bar I had ever seen. The place was literally in the middle of nowhere. I could see a line of motorcycles in the front and I could only imagine who those motorcycles belonged to. Mentally I said a little prayer and hoped that Damon and his enormous ego hadn't had any enemies inside of the bar...or deranged ex girlfriends.

He lets her go and gives her a smirk. "You'll love it here, they have good food and the clientele is top notch." He says slinging his arm around her shoulder.

I looked at the bar and then gave him a sideways look. Why did I get the feeling this bar was full of half naked women who were wearing short shorts and tied up shirts, with cow boy boots. I found myself looking down at my own attire, once upon a time I to had done the same thing at a bar in Harmony and lets just say, not enough alcohol could scorch the memory from my mind. "So I guess this means it's full of women that will throw themselves at you."

He shrugged his shoulders. "They can try but I only have one girl on my mind" He says escorting her into the bar.

The moment we step into the bar, I felt vibes that usually meant that the place was full of supernatural beings. I looked around thinking that perhaps I might spot Klaus, who may have drifted through here on his way home, or maybe even some of my friends from back home who perhaps were on a road trip. However I hadn't spotted anyone I had known, but I did feel like something was different. I felt like someone was watching me and it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Soon the music that is playing changes and it seems like everyone in the bar has gotten an itch to dance. In the midst of the sudden rush, Damon and I are separated by a group of friends who were dancing together. Suddenly a loud scream sounds and a woman slides down the bar. Her scream is more like a battle cry from an old movie I've seen before and I'm looking for Damon.

I turn my eyes away from the battle cry notice that Damon not only was not at all surprised by the battle cry, but that he has his hands full with a girl he had obviously known well enough because he was shoving his tongue down her throat, while grasping her ass. I grimaced at the sight, they were just about having sex in public and I had just seen tongue...gross.

It was official. I was disgusted. As the two of them continued to maul each other people seemed to act as if they hadn't seen it, which was odd because I swear they were about three minutes away from ripping off clothes, and judging by this crowd they might just cheer. I wasn't sure if I were more embarrassed for them because nobody in real life did this with so much vigor, if I were peeved because minutes ago, we were having one of the best conversations of my life. I thought we were here to get to know each other, to perhaps start a real friendship. Damon had finally shown me that there was more to him then his good looks, and his need to get me in bed, and now it seemed like our talk had been easily forgotten.

The longer the two stayed locked in an embrace, the more I felt irritated. Something had begin to flare up inside of me and before I could question if I were actually jealous that Damon had changed his mind about getting to know me at all, in favor of some ass the two had pulled apart. He had removed his hands and lips for the woman and she had unwrapped her legs from around his torso. And to top things off Damon had dared to look my way sheepishly.

It seemed like the sheepish behavior had soon disappeared because once again Damon and I had locked eyes, and his had sparkled like diamonds full of mischief. For a second I wondered if I had been set up, if he had set up this whole thing hoping to get a rise out of me, but then again, I was the one that had been hungry not him.

He bit back a smirk looking at the green-eyed girl before him. He had felt her inner turmoil, and it had flickered inside of him. She had been jealous and the look in her eyes told him she was probably minutes away from claiming him as her own. He looked over to Bree and she too had noticed the shift. In fact he was sure that anyone who dared come near him could feel it. Bonnie was still new with her craft and she probably was unaware that she was definitely sending a message without even saying a word.

"Bree this is...this is.." He snapped his fingers his tongue getting tied at the heated look sent his way .Bonnie had gotten quite upset by the sight of him and Bree and it made him wonder if her cool facade him been just that a facade. As much as he enjoyed watching her squirm, he had noticed that the bar had gotten increasingly hot and he had feeling Bonnie was the reason. Who knew a 5ft 100 pounds, green-eyed beauty could do so much.

"Bonnie" I say but not before shooting daggers in the direction of glacier eyes. Vaguely I hear the woman laugh and it's then that I turn my eyes back to her. She had dark skin and with wild curly hair and it was obvious that she and Damon had been a couple once upon a time. It was in the way they looked at each other. Briefly I smiled her way suddenly feeling childish, as I felt so ordinary compare to this super model like woman before me.

"Hi, I'm Bree and welcome to my bar." She says with a lop sided grin. She catches eyes with Damon and then looks back to me almost as if she accessing me. "I'm sorry I didn't know that you and Damon were on a date." she says resting her elbows on the bar table.

He licked his lips. "Actually we're not on a date" he says looking over at green eyes. "Right?" he asked causing her eyes to sparkle.

I swallow hard. "Definitely not a date." I reply with a firm nod before suddenly excusing myself to the nearest restroom. I needed to get the hell out of dodge and collect myself before I made more a fool of myself then I had already done.

DS-DS

Damon

His eyes followed the petite beauty as she made a quick right and entered the rest room before he turned his eyes back to his sometimes friend, sometimes lover, sometimes enemy Bree. They had history, he had killed her best friend who happened to be his brothers best friend as well but that was another story. She in return had tried to kill him and as payback he had wanted to rip out her heart and kill her for her betrayal however he hadn't been able to do it. Bree had been the only person that had told him the honest truth who he wasn't related to. And it was an added bonus that she happen to be a witch, he liked to keep witches around just in case.

"You were laying it on pretty thick don't you think?" she asked while walking behind the bar and pouring the two of them a shot.

He tossed back the liquid and grinned. "You're one to talk you practically bit my tongue off."

She batted her eyelashes his way. "I was making it a point, I don't like being used for you to get your kicks at girls you have no business seeing." she says simply. She would have yanked on his hair but he was a masochist and probably would have gotten a kick out of it.

He let out a chuckle. "Bonnie already belongs to me." he says resting against the bar. "She just isn't ready to admit that to herself." he says flippantly. "She has my blood running through her, it'll create a bond that'll be stronger then any other." he reminded the curly haired woman.

" Why play games then, if she already belongs to you? She's eighteen year old girl Damon. A girl who is an immortal witch and has the power of one hundred witches inside of her, the last thing she needs is for you to start jerking her around." she says pausing. "You're playing with fire Damon, she's a hormonal teenager who is probably ready to bust at the seams and if you push too hard."

"I was testing a theory." he defended

Bree took a breath and leaned closer to him. Sometimes talking to Damon was like talking to a child, however she was positive a child had a better attention span. "Damon, I love you and hate you." she says meeting his eyes. "I'm going to give you some advice you probably will ignore but at least I've said my peace." she says while he blinks her way. "Stop playing games and back off." she says causing him to nod in her direction.

"She needs me." he says suddenly. Bonnie had gotten herself into a mess with Klaus and he'd be damned if he'd let Klaus of all people savor what was rightfully his. "She married Klaus." he says with a grimace. "He wants to corrupt her...use her." he tails off looking toward the bathroom.

She licked her lips. "And what do you want to do with her, besides have sex with her? Ask yourself that question." she asked before helping a customer and leaving Damon speechless.

BB-BB

The moment I get into the one stall restroom I let out a harsh breath, while looking at myself in the mirror. What the hell was wrong with me, I wasn't the type of person to get overtly jealous, I mean sure I had a green eyed monster just like everyone else, but this had been so much different. I could feel the power humming within me as if it had been charged by my emotions. I had been jealous over the fact that Damon was focusing his glacier eyes in the direction of someone else, the same Damon whom I had barely known, yet I felt like I knew him well enough.

Bracing my hands on the sink I closed my eyes and willed myself to calm down. I had literally risen the temperature in the bar without even trying...I needed to get hold of my emotions and quick. I took a deep breath before opening my eyes only to see another face staring right back at me. The face belonged to another girl with olive skin, long dark hair and chocolate eyes. I let out a tiny shriek that wouldn't be heard over the loud music playing, as my heartbeat sped up.

"Its disgusting isn't it." The girl from the mirror says slowly. "You know he killed her best friend, Stefans best friend too- and yet they still find time to burn up the sheets. I guess its their way of punishing each other for their combined sins."

I blinked rapidly thinking my vision was out of wack but found that I was seeing thing perfectly clear. "Oh god! Its official I'm going crazy!" I say panicked. I hadn't been an immortal witch for that long and already I was beginning to lose my mind.

The girl in the mirror blinks forward. "You're not crazy, your just the new me." she says with a pause. "And I was the new..." she trails off biting her lip. "Well I'm sure you'll meet her soon enough." she says her chocolate eyes getting darker.

I let out a gasp and ran my hands through my hair. This was the girl that the brothers had loved together, this was Elena. "Your Elena." I say in a whisper. I had heard so much about her, and to now come face to face with her ghost was daunting. The brothers had loved her, and from the stories I had been told she loved them, and now I was supposed to mean something to them.

She smiles a sad smile. "And your Bonnie, I've heard all about you. You're the talk of the Salvatore manor, even subconsciously." pause. "The things they'll do for you-" she says trailing off. It had been a bit of a shock to see the men who had driven her to the brink putting all of their hopes and dreams into a girl they barley knew. Both Stefan and Damon thought Bonnie was the answer to their prayers...that she could save them, but they were wrong.

"They miss you so much." I confess. "Its so heartbreaking to see...to feel." I say my voice catching. Sometimes when I was around the brothers, I got the feeling that their insides were hollow from losing the person they loved the most. Their hurt plucked at my heartstrings because I was hurt too. At times their hurt was too much to bare. They needed something to believe in...something to keep them hanging on just like me.

"You think you'll be the one to save them don't you?" Elena asks, although already knowing the answer. She had been around since her "death" and the connection that was starting to form between the Salvatore brothers and the girl in front of her, was so powerful that at times it was difficult to witness. "You think your love will fix them...that it'll save them but it'll ruin you-like it ruined me."

I blanched at her words. Everyone I had come into contact from this town had said how much Elena had loved the boys and how much they had loved her yet now she was all but spitting on their love. "How can you say that, they loved you...they still love you?"

She lets out a puff of air, and places her long hair behind her ear. "They are the reason that everything bad has happen to me. They tarnished everything I held dear, Damon killed my brother twice in a fit and Stefan, he almost bit me on your husbands demand while compelled." she says shuddering at the thought. "I chose death to get away from them." she says matter of factly.

I swallowed hard. "I'm sorry you've had a bad life but leaving your family and friends all because you couldn't or wouldn't stand up to the brothers, only hurt the people you loved most in the process." I say pausing as I look at the girl. I was searching for the girl that Stefan had told me about but she seemed void of all emotions.

"You don't even realize that you've fallen under their spell. Stefan is everything you need and want, he'll make your heart burst. He loves freely and opening and when but he'll put you up on a pedestal so high that you cant help but fall down, and the fall from grace in his eyes will haunt you." she says pausing as her mind drifts to the first time she had let down Stefan by running to his brother. " And Damon, he's everything you don't need but want. His love is demanding and it hurts because you want to be everything for him, but you know that giving yourself to him will break you." she says expertly.

I don't know why her words sting but they do everybody deserved the chance to be loved, and the Salvatore brothers were no exception, and neither was Klaus. "You don't know what I feel, so stop acting like you do." I burst. I felt like I was torn between what I wanted and what the bond wanted and really I wasnt even sure what I wanted so the bond was taking over.

"They break everything they touch Bonnie, and if I were you I'd run as far as I could for the rest of my life because if not they'll ruin you." she said sincerely. She had come here on a mission but if she could possible save someone from going the route she had gone, why not offer advice.

I shut my eyes willing her to go away. "Please go away."

For a moment she watches the girl. She didn't know the pressure this Bonnie Bennett had been under but she know a thing or two about the Salvatore brothers, and she wouldn't wish the task of staying with them for all of eternally on anyone, let alone someone who obviously had wanted to do good. "You don't have to believe when I say this, but your bleeding heart will only lead you to misery...trust me I know."

And with that she disappeared leaving me to think about everything she had just said.

Shakily I had returned to the bar as all of the patrons were still laughing and singing. I looked around for Damon and spotted him with a cowboy hat as he mimics Bree who is dancing to a along to a song, I cant name. I take a step in their direction and then backtrack deciding to head to the bar. I had a killer headache and I felt like I had just been mind fucked by a ghost who was probably watching me at this very moment. Straightening my back I made my way over the vacant seat and plopped down hoping against all hope I didn't have to use magic to get a drink.

"You look like you've seen a ghost." the bartender says as our eyes meet. His name tag says Sam, he has green eyes, long hair and he's wearing a flattering plaid shirt. Where was he before I had been dropped in Mystic Falls.

I tuck my hand underneath my chin. "Is it that obvious?" I ask and he chuckles.

"Only to a trained eye. " pause. "This is Mystic Falls after all." he says while sliding a drink my way. I don't care to ask him how he knows, and he doesn't bother telling me any further. "So your Damons new girl?" he questions not so nonchalantly.

That had been the second time someone had asked me today if I were Damons new girl and if you counted what Elena had insinuated I guess you would say third time, someone had brought up me and Damon and the word together all in one sentence. "No." I say not offering any more.

"Is that why he's staring over here?" Sam asked leaning on the bar.

Before I get a chance to response Damon is at my side, he face is void of emotion as he looks at Sam.

" Don't worry about wether or not we are together, you need to worry about me ending you. I haven't forgotten what you and your brother did." Damon says growling.

"And I haven't forgotten you almost killing my brother." Sam replies his voice dripping with disgust.

I roll my eyes as the two men stare each other down, they were two seconds away from being a western movie, all they needed was to go outside and show their weapons. Bree and I shared a look in which she picked up a bottle almost sensing my struggles and motioned for the two of us to sit somewhere. Wordlessly I followed her, hoping to forget about everything Elena had said.

BD-BD-BD

It was official drunk Bonnie was going to be the end of him. Gone was the careful composed girl he had known, gone was the girl who had bid him goodnight after a steamy dance, and most importantly gone was the girl who had shared a steamy dream with him and then flat out turned down his proposal to burn up the sheets together. That girl had seemed to have slipped away the moment she had gone off to share drinks with Bree of all people and now he was left with a girl, who had the zeal of a newborn vampire, who was drunk off blood. While normally he would be excited about the fact that Bonnie was finally starting to show some interest in him, and for once let her hair down and have some fun, but right now, all he wanted to do was get her happy ass in bed so she could sleep everything off.

Bonnie had nearly caused a bar fight after drinking way too much and dancing with a bunch of guys who happened to wolves. It appeared the motorcycle guys that had been in the bar had liked her and after his argument with Sam, he had found Bonnie sitting with the guys playing a game of poker and she had been winning. He had never been more pissed in his life, not only was she with wolves but she was flirting it up with random dudes and if she was going to flirt with anyone it was going to be him...or at least Stefan.

"Your so hot Damon, and your eyes are so blue- you know you have all the characteristics of my panty dropper!" I say grinning as my hands roam his face.

He swallows hard. "Your drunk." he says stilling her hands that had roamed his chest. "You need to rest." he says again as his arms wrap around her lower torso. He plants her smack dab in the middle of his bed watches as she bounces up and down before silently retrieving a shirt for her to change into.

I pouted the last thing I wanted to do was rest, I felt like I had wings. Whatever Bree had poured me was real good stuck, we should have asked if we could take some home, I mean after all I was willing to trade Damon for whatever concoction she had made for the two of us. "Damon why didn't we get more of what Bree made, I'm sure she would have happily obliged if you broke her off some." I say before giggling like a mad woman. I watch as his blue eyes narrow my way and he has the nerve to look upset.

Outraged he spoke. "You'd trade me for some rum?" he questioned before shaking his head. How could he have forgotten that having conversations with drunks never ever made any sense. For a moment he felt bad for Stefan because he had certainly had enough drunken conversations with his brothers to last all of eternity- yet he knew it was inevitable. "Go change." he says pointing to the direction of the bathroom. He watched as she goes and lets out a sigh, who knew he'd spend his night like this.

BB-DS

After taking the clothes that Damon had all but shoved into my hands I had made my way over to the bathroom to change and make a phone call to Melissa and Kol. As always I had hoped that things between the two of them had gotten a tad bit better. Before I had left the firework display they had been getting along quite well which was better then I expected especially since Kol had brought another girl home the other night.

"Hey Melissa, I hope since I got your voice mail that means you and Kol are working things out- bow chaka wow, wow. I'm staying at the manor tonight and before you get any ideas I will not be boning anyone. Love you bye, bye."

I returned to the bedroom in a shirt that was way too big on me. I found Damon lying in the center of the bed looking up at the ceiling, and soon climbed into bed with him. "Thanks for taking care of me, and turning me down."

He looks over at her for the first time since she had returned from her phone call and nearly swallows his tongue. Her tiny frame had looked so delicate and so beautiful wearing his clothes. He looked down at her bare feet and felt something in his chest, it felt like something was clawing at him, making him feel warm and he wanted it to stop. "You're welcome." He says turning his eyes back to the ceiling. "Next time I won't be able to turn you down." He says stiffly. He hadn't turned away many women but turning away Bonnie had been rather difficult, one because he really did want her and two because he really wanted to know her.

"Why can't you always be like this?" I ask resting my head down on one of the ten pillows that rested on his bed.

"Like what?" he asked watching as she arranged herself comfortably. Her green eyes were glossy and he knew she was tired yet, she kept fighting it- she had even been stubborn in her drunken state.

"Sweet and caring." I said a slow smile forming on my lips.

He opened his mouth to refute her words but she had spoke up again, this time her eyes open.

"What were you like as a human? Were you all intimidation and sexiness then or is that just a vampire thing?" I asked sitting up in bed.

He let out a snort. "I'll take that as your way of giving me an ass backwards compliment." He said with a smirk.

"Come on, we never did get to talk about any real stuff, you were too busy with your tongue down someone's throat" I say a tad bit bitter.

This time he smiled. "What were you like as a human?"

He let out a snort. He was a mess as a human, a boy who had stars in his eyes. "When I was a human, I was afraid of my own shadow." He says almost wistfully. He leaned closer as if he was sharing a secret. "I also had awful hair."

I let out a giggle.

"Back then I was a people pleaser, I'd do anything for you especially if you were a woman." He says pausing as he thinks back to the first time he had met Katherine, she had been everything he had ever wanted and all he wanted to do was cherish her. "I'd gladly hand over the world to woman I loved...the woman I worshiped."

I licked my lips. "What changed? How did you become that man you are today?"

He let out a bitter chuckle. "I met my maker. She was beautiful and I worshiped the ground she walked on." He says pausing yet again. "I would have done anything for her, I had done anything for her and she called sweet, and innocent. She found someone else who wasn't so sweet. I was hearts and flowers and he was just...flowers." He says bitterly before turning his attention back to wide green eyes.

"She broke your heart?" I guess causing Damon to shrug his shoulders.

"She taught me everything I know, she taught me that girls don't want a guy who hopelessly devoted to them...they want the guy who'll break them." He says sending her a smirk. "Girls like the danger of a bad guy, the like the suspense and the feeling the builds of not knowing what will happen...what could happen." He says reaching out to touch her face. He watches as she swallows hard.

I feel my breath hitch in my throat at the way he is looking at me. I lick my lips and touch his face. "For what its worth not all girls believe the facade, some us just want someone to love us, the way we would love them." I say causing his blue eyes to shine.

"What about you, what were you like before this prophecy?" he asked genuinely interested. He hadn't known much about Bonnie Bennett Mikaelson, except for the fact that she had appeared to be fiercely loyal and dedicated to fighting the good fight. He could tell by the way she was with her friends that she loved with all her heart. There was something about her that was undeniable it sucked you in, even if you didn't want it to. It could have been the innocence that lurked deep in the pools of her eyes or maybe it was the openness of her heart with the people she loved.

I smiled over at him, before rolling over on my belly. "Before everything went to shit," I said causing him to chuckle. "I had been a normal teenager." I said fondly. "When I was in school I was captain of a the cheerleading squad" I say causing him to let out a whistle.

He smirked with his eyes closed. "I can picture it right now, you hopping around in a short skirt, swinging pom poms in the air...doing the splits."

I frowned and pushed him slightly. "Don't perv out on me now." I say causing him to laugh. "You know I wasn't always the moral compass you see before you. My father was the sheriff our town which meant he was a bit on the strict side. I don't really like to follow the rules all the time so we clashed some times." I said pausing. My father hadn't wanted me to grow up and like girls most nearing the age of eighteen, I couldn't wait to grow up and spread my wings.

"I see." He said popping open his eyes to look her way. "You were the caged bird that couldn't wait to fly." He says knowingly. "I can't picture you doing anything too bad."

I let out a chuckle. "I used to sneak out all the time. I had a group of friends who were witches and the fact that we were all on the same page made us feel invincible. Melissa and I we used to get into so much trouble, the things we had did, the games we played...we were young and free." I said suddenly feeling sad. I hadn't yet mourned the lost of my teenaged years yet, but then again I would never really leave my teenaged years-just my freedom.

"Any regrets." He said picking up her mood. It was written all over her face. Bonnie may have been the immortal witch that was supposed to save everyone but at the end of the day she was still just a kid herself, thrust out into the world and expected to save it.

I licked my dry lips and felt tears prickle my eyes. I had never shared this information with anyone for fear that it might break me, but if I could share a part of me with Stefan I could do the same with Damon. "I try not to regret anything. I loved my life, with my friends, I may have snuck out and got caught at times...but I was living my life." I say pausing. "The one thing I do regret is sneaking out the night my parents were murdered." I say and within a blink of an eye Damon is sitting in front of me, his hands holding mine, as if to comfort me.

"Bonnie, you can't possibly think that you could have done anything to change the fate of your family."

I closed my eyes and shook my head. " I just wish I hadn't been running the streets. I could have spent one more moment with them." I say my eyes filling with tears. I can remember the night like it was yesterday. Kol had called me wanting to go to a party and instead of continuing with our normal family night, I had bid my parents goodnight claiming I was tired. By the time they had fallen asleep I had snuck out my bedroom window and when I came home in the wee hours of the morning, I had found my family torn to pieces.

When he saw the first, tear, drop from her pretty eyes, he did something he hadn't done in a very long time, he had hugged someone. The sounds that emitted from her throat nearly caused a chill to run down his spine. This beautifully broken girl carried herself better then anyone else he had ever known but at the end of the day she was still broken, just like everyone else. Pulling back from her, he used his thumbs to wipe her eyes. "What happened wasn't your fault." He says sensing her train of thought.

"What if it was?" I asked snuffling. "What if the people who killed my family were after me, what if they wanted to get to me before I become the immortal witch?" I question as Damon crushes me to his body.

He holds her in his arms until her breathing calms down. He knows what she's doing, when the alcohol has hit you...really hit you it play with your emotions and for Bonnie thinking about her old life had brought up issues she hadn't yet dealt with. He knew this because up until recently he had dealt with his own issues about Elena and her death.

"Damon." I call my breath barely a whisper. We were so close in that moment, and I could feel something shift between the two of us, similar to the way it had shifted with me and Stefan. I could feel his eyes on my lips and I needed to get away, yet I was still in his arms.

"Bonnie" he breathes his mouth coming close to hers. She had dared to share a part of her with him, and he had never been so grateful, even if it had left the green-eyed girl feeling vulnerable.

Our eyes lock and I know he knows that whatever moment that had happen between us, can go no further. We both realize what position we are in and where we are, suddenly im scrabbling away and Damon seems to have decided to pose against the wall. "I can't stay in here."

"I know." He says resting his forehead against hers. "Come on, I'll show you to your room." He says holding his hand out for her to take. Soon their hands are entwined and he leads her to the room he and his brother had fixed up just for her. Ironically her room was nestled between their room, a place he was sure Bonnie was going to have to get used to.

DS-SS

He had been standing by the window with a glass of blood when Stefan had come in later that night, or early that morning...he wasn't sure. After Bonnie had open herself up to him he had thought long and hard about everything he had learned about the girl, since meeting her.

"You're home late." He says holding the glass up to his lips to take a healthy sip.

Stefan rubs his neck. "I didn't know I had a curfew. Melissa had asked me to stay with her and Kol till the fireworks were over In case they got in another fight and he left her." Stefan says eyeing a single glass that was obviously left for him.

He smirks. Who knew Stefan had been paying attention to his games? "It seems like you're taking a page out of my book, going after the bestfriend it works everytime." He says bitterly. "You need to catch up." He says nodding at the drink now in his brothers hand.

Stefan eyes him suspiciously. "What are we drinking to?" he questions. He can smell Bonnie all over Damon and it makes him cringe. His mind wanders for a moment of what could have happened and what could have possibly gotten into Damon to cause this rare bonding moment.

"Bonnie" he says seeing the tick in his younger brothers eye.

"Where is she Damon?" Stefan demands leaving his drink untouched.

"Upstairs." He says simply. He understands the way he brother is currently feeling. He had felt it, after Bonnie and Stefan had spent all that time up in the mountains. He had feared that he would never get the connection that Bonnie and Stefan had developed and now that he felt something besides lust for the girl, he felt their connection strengthening as if it was threading inside where his phantom heart beat, had spoke volumes to him.

Stefan is nearly enraged. He paces back and forth. "Did you...you didn't?" he says not being able to finish a complete sentence.

He sucks his teeth deciding to end the misery that is Stefan. "We didn't do anything." he says watching as his brother sighs in relief.

Silently they both gulp down their drinks. "How-how do we stop it." He asks after a moment of silence as he looks over to Stefan.

Stefan looks over to the roaring fire as if mesmerized by it. "I don't think we could if we tried." He says biting his lip.

He lets out a sigh, never in his life did he think he'd be the voice of reason. He had been thinking for a very long time, Elena didn't have a chance with the two of them, but Bonnie she needed a chance or at least some time- they had forever to tangle themselves with each other. "I want to do for her what we couldn't do for Elena." He says causing Stefan to look up at him.

Stefan nods his head in understanding. "I do too. If we walk away now, if we could walk away we would probably be doing her favor, but you and I both know, we can't do that."

He runs his hand through his hair harshly. "I like her. She's funny and complicated and..."

"Amazing and caring." Stefan adds as the two of them look at each other. "I like her too." He says finally. "What are we going to do?" he asks searching his older brother for answers.

Damon lets out a sigh. "We're going to offer our friendship to her, and if she wants to change things, then it's on her." He says snagging a bottle of whisky and finding a spot on the sofa.

Stefan does the same, this time with a bottle of vodka as they both sit in silence but not before looking up to the room that is above them, the same room Bonnie is sleeping in.

EG-EG

Elena Gilbert sat in a chair across from the brothers. She had been sent here to collect information and she had done so. She had not only contacted Bonnie like she was supposed to but she had gotten an earful of everything as well. She had watched the brother the men who had nearly driven her crazy agonize over what had happen to her. If she could go back and change things she would but she had already made her deal, and now she had to deal with the consequences. She had seen and heard more of her share of things and now she wanted to be free but that wasn't part of the deal. She was sure that Bonnie was a nice girl, and in fact maybe if she hadn't been running from the Salvatore brothers they could have been friends, but at the end of the day she had to do what she had to protect her own, and if that meant spilling everything she had learned about the girl then so be it.