A.N. Hey all! Wow it's been a long time. This chapter has been a work in progress and finally its ready! I want to thanks to everyone who has read and replied this story. As well as those who send me messages and favorite this story. I've still got a lot of story to tell with this-so I hope you all stay for the ride.

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Chapter 13: Catch of breath

Salvatore manor

I was still fuming over my heated debate with Klaus when I pulled up to the Salvatore manor. I hoped for his sake that Klaus had taken my words to the heart because I would not be some "kept" woman that was silent and did whatever he wanted when he wanted. What Klaus and I had was a partnership not a dictatorship and I wouldn't stand for the latter. Just thinking about that man, made my blood pressure rise. I knew in his own misguided way he was just trying to protect me, but what he failed to remember was that I was a survivor- I may have tumbled down and nearly lost my myself and my mind at one time, but now I was stronger. And I needed him to have faith in me, the way I had- had faith in him and went out on a limb and married him.

Exhaling I placed my head on the steering wheel while holding onto my necklace. It was out of habit that I had played with my necklace whenever I was stressed out or missing home...missing my family I tended to touch it because it made me feel closer to the people I loved most. Now whenever I touched the necklace it had added to the fact that I knew I'd always have my guardians on my side, even if my husband hated it and them for that.

I closed my eyes and mentally counted to 100 before finally emerging out of the sleek black sports car that was a gift from Kol for my eighteenth birthday. I dressed rather casually for our session today opting for the boho look with a white lace corset top, and denim jean shorts. My look was completed with a pair of brown ankle boots, as for my hair I had left my long hair down in its natural state. Placing my sunglasses on, I shut the door behind me and stood before the door that separated me and the Salvatore brothers.

The last time I had been at the manor, had been Caroline's birthday party and since date night I had steered clear of this place and most of the occupants. If I were being completely honest with myself I had been avoiding going to the Salvatore manor out of fear of running into Damon. Yeah I know pathetic, but with Damon he had that danger that I liked. He was the type of guy that I had always been attracted to, he had swagger attitude and this thing about him that could only lead me astray. He was different from Stefan, with Stefan I could see those dreams I had as a little girl, being swept up by the prince and living happily ever after. With Damon I saw passion, I saw recklessness and free will that came along with being a teenager.

So avoiding Damon was what I had been trying to do and failing miserable. It seemed like everytime I turned around he was near and always looking at me like he knew some super secret that I didn't know. It was unnerving and had always left me wanting to know what exactly he knew that I didn't. Which was not a good idea.

I knew that being around him, might not be the best idea, especially since I was aware that when I had healed him during his macho and rather stupid attempt to rile Klaus up, that something clicked, or ignited between the two of us. It was the moment our eyes had locked after I had healed him, he didn't have to say a word, and it was like I knew what he wanted to say, or maybe I just knew what I was feeling in that moment with him so close.

I would have easily kept up my act of avoiding the Salvatore manor and Damon, but the moment I had seen Stefan and he had invited me over to the manor I couldn't say no. I could handle Damon if it meant hanging out with Stefan because he was Stefan and he made everything so easy.

Standing before the big ominous door of the Salvatore manor I let out a breath as if I'm preparing myself for what is to come. If I was lucky Stefan would be the only one home today and we could spend the day together, not just practicing but hanging out as well. And if I wasn't so lucky I could only hope that things wouldn't be too awkward between me and the elder Salvatore brother. With a silent prayer I raise my hand to knock on the door only for it to swing open before I get a chance to do. My eyes are instantly ogling a pale torso. My lips slightly part on their own accord, as the word "damn" threatens to roll of my tongue and escape my mouth.

Slowly I bring my eyes up to see the ever present smirk on his lips. Damon is standing before me with his shirt off, his pants are hanging dangerously low on his hips showcasing that impressive v, that would have a lesser woman on her knees, while I'm still standing- abet shaky but still standing.

I open my mouth to say hi when suddenly, Damon is boldly swapping spit with girl number one whose wearing...well I don't know what to call it, and then suddenly he's facing girl number 2, who is basically wearing next to nothing. I turn my head and look elsewhere, seriously this was the last thing I wanted or needed to see. I let out a tiny scoff and cross my arms in front of me. I knew I should've called before coming over, but I wanted to surprise Stefan! If I had thought this thing out, I would've suggested that we meet at our spot on the bluff, it would've been the perfect place to channel, and more importantly it was our spot so we could just be Bonnie and Stefan, without pressure.

I'm seconds away from walking back to the car and calling Stefan, when I feel ice blue eyes on me. I want to ignore it, but for some damn reason I cant. I'm fighting myself with all my might because for some unknown reason I feel like this is a test and I'm failing miserably. I wait a few more breathes as ice cold eyes continue to run up my body, before out of annoyance; I finally look in the direction of Damon whose been staring way too long. I watch as he simply tells the girls who are obviously infatuated with him, that its been real and nods for them to go. Im surprised not only when the girls leave but look back at him wistfully as if he didn't just kick them out. His pimp game was strong, or maybe it was his bedroom skills and the swivel of his hips.

I felt a smirk forming on my lips briefly as I thought of his bedroom skills. I could only imagine the kind of lover Damon was? He was already intense with clothes on, without I was positive he was type of man that had gone for hours. He probably wanted it all day and night. Just as my mind began to travel further and get grittier I quickly admonished it. The last thing I should be thinking about was his bedside manner skills.

For his part, he's elated by the sudden change of luck. Bonnie being here at this moment with him, and his dates was what he had needed. He waves at the girls as they stumble to the car and finally turns his eyes back to bright green eyes. He had finally got his mojo back. Sure he had been bedding witches up and down the town but he finally starting to feel like himself all over again. Bonnie had this thing about her that made him feel different, their was something about her that made him act differently, something that made him just a little bit crazy. Maybe it was because she was so indifferent, but now he just felt at ease because he knew, that one day she'd be his and he could wait.

"Bonnie, so nice of you to come by." he says motioning for her to come inside. When she walks past him he inhales a whiff of her delicious scent and soon his gums are itching as his fangs are beginning to protrude out. That was another thing about Bonnie, by simple contact with her he was intoxicated. He watches as her hips swing back and forth and his eyes travels to her back side. What he wouldn't give to take a bite out of it. She was a temptress and he was tempted to do many, many things to her that he was positive she'd enjoy.

I walk further into the house and soon pour myself a healthy amount of alcohol. I had feeling that if it were just me and Damon here, I would need just a little bit of alcohol to get me through it.

"If I knew you were coming by, I might've open the door naked." he says noticing the blush that is starting to creep down her neck. When she turns his way he can't help but smile. Bonnie had this mentality about her that told you that she could give you a run for your money in just about anything. She was cocky, daring and although she had this side of her that was a bit naive and dare he say innocent in some ways, she was still a girl...a woman that could bring any man to his knees willingly. His eyes trailed low as he licked his lips at the thought. One day-he would have her, one day.

I turned around and faced him, unfazed by his words. Damon was the type of guy that thought that his good looks, and sometimes dirty mouth could get him into your panties. My panties weren't an option but he'd keep trying because he liked to play the game and really their was nothing wrong with playing the game, I had played several times but sometimes you didn't want to play. "And run the risk of making your girls jealous?" I ask with mock shock, which had caused Damon to smile my way. He looked throughly impressed with me, maybe even in a little bit of awe because unlike most girls I wasn't as easy as he may have thought. In another life I would've willingly jumped his bones the first day we met. He had that hint of danger that I had always found myself enjoying.

He couldn't help the slow smile that had spread across his lips. Not many girls were able to talk to him the way Bonnie had spoken to him. Bree of course had spoken to him like he was the dirt under her boots and he understood it, but with Bonnie it was so different. Her resistance, her sharp tongue had only made him want her more.

"Trust me when I say, I rocked their world and we all know it." he says winking over at her. Out of the corner of his eye he watches her movements. Bonnie was like no other girl he had ever met. Where most girls would've fallen into bed with him ages ago, Bonnie still resist the urge and he knew personally that she had wanted him as much as he wanted her. "Besides they knew what they were getting into when they came home with me." he says simply.

I sent him a withering look. "Ah the joys of being a booty call a..." I paused. Normally the word fuck buddy would pop out of my mouth but I figured if I used such language with Damon he might get a rise out of it, so I censored myself because, really Damon didn't need any encouragement. For a moment I thought of what to call the scantily clad girls that were once draped on his arms like his favorite leather jacket.

"Fuck buddy, side piece," he supplied sneaking up behind her while she had been lost in thought. He made sure to emphasize his words as he hissed them into her ear. What he wanted to do, was touch her so desperately but he was trying to keep some sort of control over himself. It wasn't easy especially around Bonnie. He was a man that liked to plan out just about everything especially when it came to seducing a pretty girl, but with Bonnie the control that he usually had always seemed to slip between his fingers like sand. In all honesty Bonnie had him falling apart at the seams without doing much on her part. He had never thought he would be as affected by someone like this, especially someone that wasn't Elena. But with Bonnie, it was like initial lust and need to get her into bed, was one of the things that was driving him but then their was that funny feeling he got, whenever she was near, it made him feel...human...real- like a man.

I couldn't help but scuff as a slight smile spread across my lips. Damon had literally taken the words right out of my mouth. "You sure know how to treat a lady." I say mockingly which only causes him to lick his lips as if he's begging me to further indulge him.

I would be lying if I said that I wasn't effected by Damon because in truth, I was. He was a very handsome man, and he had that attitude that borderline irritating and sexy at that same time. He was, like Klaus a man that was use to getting what he wanted and I was a girl that had a tendency to bite off more then I could chew. He was the reason why I was alive today, and because of that it was like he was in my veins, calling out to me. Everytime we were around each other I felt like our connection was begging me to give in, to what could be the inevitable.

I felt his hand slide up the side of my body but still refused to turn around and look at him. Eyes were like windows into people souls and I couldn't look at him and most importantly I didn't want him looking at me. The plan was to spend time with Stefan and not get myself into trouble with his brother.

"Only a selective few get hearts and flowers." he murmurs against her ear. He's close to her really close, molding their bodies together. He towers over her and watches with great fascination as her chest rises and falls. Within a blink of the eye she suddenly turned around facing him, as memorizing green eyes look up at him causing him to hitch up his mouth into a confidant smile, while she unattractively snorted at him and walked away. Being around Bonnie, with her looking at him like that made him feel like he had finally met his match and he been waiting for a long time for that to happen.

With a quirk of the lips and a swagger that would make a lone ranger jealous, he saddled up close to her, and wiggled his brows. He wouldn't suggest she jump on it, but he knew she wanted to. When he was close enough he reached behind her, and grinned at the look in her mint green eyes. With their bodies close together he reached behind her into the candy jar and retrieved a lollipop and winked her way before unwrapping the candy and proceeding to suck on it.

It was easier for him to play on their sexual chemistry because if he spoke from somewhere else he'd have to face a few facts that not even he was ready to face. And that was, Bonnie had carved her way into his everything. And he was the type of person that fell hard without even knowing someone really well. He could admit he really liked her, that he wanted her but anything else was too soon even for him and especially after Elena.

I rolled my eyes for some reason I thought of seductive song in my head while he tried his best to seduce me, entice me, who knew with Damon. He was most likely playing with me. And who was I not to play with him as well. After all turn about is fair play.

A smile falls on my lips as he offers his lollipop to me. I tilt my head to the side regarding him with a look before tilting forward and finally wrapping my lips around the red sucker. I meet eyes with Damon and wink causing him to laugh a hearty laugh.

"Your such a tease." he says though he's smiling. He looks over at her still amused. She's twirling the sucker in her mouth while knowing exactly what she's doing to him and he cant wipe this smile off his face because she's his match.

I pull the lollipop from my mouth and offer it back to him which he gladly obliges. "And your so transparent." I say in sing song fashion as my green eyes meet ice blue eyes. My words must have sparked something because he's inching closer.

"And what exactly do I want Bonnie?" he asked his voice taking on a smoother tone. His raises his brows daring her to make a move. They are one in the same, they'd rather play then to admit to anything else. He hasn't engaged in this type of play in a very long time.

I smiled up at him and hesitantly brought my hand up to tangle in his mess of ink black hair. I bite my lip debating whether or not playing this game was safe. Damon could break my resolve but then again when would I have another chance to school him in how to play the game and win.

"You want my legs wrapped around your waist." I say as our eyes lock. "You want my nails digging in your back leaving half moons on your skin," I say as he licks his lips."You. want. me." I breathe, as his eyes light up. I watch as he bites his lower lip and places his hand on my bare skin sending chill bumps to appear on my flesh.

He nods his head because she's good. His pink tongue comes out to lick his lips again as he can still taste the candy she coated on his lips. "What about what you want?" he questioned hands on her hips. He thinks they've played this game before but the stakes are higher this time. "You want someone to breathe life back into you." he says as his fingers dance along her skin. "You want me to free you from your own restrains and drive you crazy with my tongue." he says pulling away from her.

He doesn't miss the look in her eyes nor the heat that surrounds them. Her breathing has already begun to labor, and her pupils are dilated."You want me, inside of you filling you to brink and doing it over and over again." he says his voice trailing out. "You want to be the one to make me call your name, over and over, to push me over the edge and most importantly," he says pausing to cup himself. "You...want...me" he says a breath away from her lips.

I tilt my head up to look at him. This was a horrible idea, Damon didn't back down and I wasn't one for doing it either but desperate times. "Now whose being a tease." I say distancing myself from him.

He stands in the middle of the room a smirk on his lips. "I wont waste our time teasing you, when I know what you want." he says as he hand travels to his pants, he begins to unbutton them with his eyes on her.

The sound of his zipper falling down echoes in my ears. I had half the nerve to see how far he would take it but stopped myself. This was a dangerous game I was playing and I hadn't come her for games.

"Okay, game over." I say not daring to look his way.

"Who said I was playing?" he asked grinning madly.

I roll my eyes. That look on his face told me he was playing but the look in his eyes said differently and I wasn't ready for that.

"You trying to ruffle my feathers, make my heart beat fast so that it can prove that I want you as much as you think I want you?" I ask good nature. I wasn't a prude nor was a stupid, I knew his game and the longer he looked at me I realized he was trying to see if I were playing my own game as well.

I gave him a challenging look but said nothing in returned which only made him smirk.

He smirked if he had wanted to ruffle her feathers he'd admit that since she had healed him she had been the only thing he had been able to think about. Which was nothing new because prior to her healing him he had been thinking about her, but this was beyond that. He had bedded many girls over the course of the time that Bonnie had come to Mystic Falls and when he was with those girls the only face he had seen was the one belonged to the green eyed beauty. She was never far from his mind, it was as if she was calling out to him making sure he knew that he had belonged to her and not the other way around.

He was amazed by her every time she opened that pretty mouth of hers, what he'd like to do with that mouth. He licked his lips momentarily before speaking. "If I really wanted to ruffle your feathers," he says making sure he's bridged the gap she had put between the two of them. "I would tell you that while I was screwing those girls, I thought of your skin beneath mine." he grits out. "I envisioned your taste on my tongue, you begging me to go deeper." he says noticing that her face was beginning to flush with the prettiest color of pink he had ever seen.

My mouth almost hit the floor with shock at his honest words, and I knew they were the truth. I don't know what scared me more, playing the game or hearing the truth. Because when Damon talked to me like that truthful it made me remember that night we sat on top of his car and talked about nothing and everything at the same time.

"You say this to all your next conquest or am I special?" I say after being startled into silence for a few moments. My mint green eyes finally meet his own and I can tell he was being honest with me. God his eyes were intense, always so freaking intense, it made you want to look away because whenever Damon looked at you- he was looking at you.

He hitched up his mouth again and smirked her way. "What do you think?" he asked not giving her a chance to speak before talking again. "And before your answer that, just remember that you my dear are quite special meaning you might be one of those lucky selective few that might get hearts and flowers along with lots of nasty talk in between." he says wigging his eyebrows at her.

And then she smiled at him, a brilliant smile one that told him despite every word out of her mouth about denying what was brewing between them, she still liked it.

"But only if you want it." he says his tone changing from the playful tone he had usually used on her. He reached out and run his thumb on her bottom lip. He had never wanted to kiss anyone as much as he wanted kiss her candy coated lips. He was trying to be good but Bonnie made everything so difficult. If she asked him, he'd give her anything she wanted- hearts, flowers..anything.

"You could have it, if you wanted it." he admits suddenly as he inches closer to her. He could easily get lost in her warmth, her smell her eyes...her.

What he wouldn't give to spend some real alone time with her. But like always he knew that soon Stefan would bring his brooding forehead with Caroline trailing not far behind. They would of course rush to save the fair maiden from his diabolic plans. Really, he just wanted Bonnie.

Even now, he could still feel where she patched up his gaping wound as if phantom hands rested in the exact place.

I swallowed hard.

The pure honesty in his eyes has me taking a shaky breath. We're close really close probably too close but I cant move. I liked the game, I could play the game... this...I couldn't do this. I needed things to be light with Damon because I had a feeling if I ever went their with him, it would be intense really intense.

I smiled his way. "You know, I didn't think the rumors were true but they are- your smooth." I admit. In another life he would've totally had my panties by now.

"You should see what I can do with my hips." he says swiveling his hips. "I can tell you they don't lie." he says jokingly. He needs this as much as she does, to bring back the fun of things. They were getting intense...he was getting intense and she was retreating.

I couldn't help it as a giggle escaped my mouth. I looked up at him still smiling. "Are you trying to seduce me with humor?"

"I promise you I'm being honest, but..." he stopped himself to see her still grinning. "Why would you be into it?" he asked as if they were talking in secret. He leaned close to her and smile again when she shook her head.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Nah." I say causing his eyes to light up. "Arrogance isn't my thing."

For a few moments we just kind of looked at one another standing too closely for comfort but neither willing to move or break eye contact. If Melissa had witnessed this she would say we were totally having long passionate eye sex.

He nods his head and licks his dry lips before stepping closer to her. "Prove it."

After more seconds passed by I finally broke the intense eye contact. Sometimes I needed to learn to walk away. And that was exactly what I did when Damon took a step forward.

He let out a chuckle as she tossed back the first shot. "Feeling hot and bothered?" he asked with a leer.

"Not in the least?"I say with a twist of the lips.. Damon thought he was so freaking slick, so fucking irresistible, girls were just putty in his hands. I bet girls fell to their knees left and right just to get a chance for him to look their way, with ice blue eyes, model looks and devil may care attitude. I could readily admit that the thought of screwing him senseless had occurred many times, but didn't mean I was going to fall in to bed with him, nor was I going to do what he wanted. Unlike most girls I had a mind of my own and my vagina didn't rule my mind. I wasn't compelled, nor sired to please any man not my husband and certainly not my guardian.

He looked her and chuckle. If she wanted to live in denial he'd let her.. Bonnie could try all she wanted but he knew the truth. She couldn't run from him, not after what he felt while she had healed his injuries. He knew how she felt about him-he felt it when she touched him. The feeling of her magic radiating off of her and spilling from her tiny hands onto his body was something he would never forget. And what had made things so much more intense was the fact that he had grabbed her hand after it and he felt what had run through the two of them just as she did, that was why she had all but ran back to Klaus. Bonnie may be able to lie to herself, Klaus and Stefan but he felt it first hand, he saw it behind his eyelids and nobody could tell him otherwise.

Silently he menders his way back over to the bar. He knew she felt as connected to him as he felt to her and when she grew tired of running they'd be together just like they were supposed to be. His blood had saved her, he was the reason she was immortal, and once she realized, she was suppose to be with him everyone else would fade away.

Pouring two glasses of scotch and walked the tiny distance between the two and handed her a glass which she took gratefully. "So what brings you over, tired of running?" he asked with yet another playful look in her direction.

I finished my glass and set it down. "Actually I'm here for Stefan." I say pausing as a tick went off under his jaw. "You were so busy talking about whatever popped into your head, and trying to distract me, I didn't get a chance to ask you if he was home, have you see him?" I asked thankful for the change in conversation.

"Nope." he lied. Stefan was certainly better then Klaus but he was better then the both of them. And what made things worst was the fact that he really didn't like the idea of the two of them together, Stefan and Bonnie, when they were together they would look at each other and it was more then just lust that was brewing between the two of them...it made him nervous. Although he believed that in the end he and Bonnie would be together he didn't like that Stefonnie would be the in between before Bamon. Despite all the shit he talked on his brother, their was something about Stefan that made girls fall in love with him, and he had seen what was brewing between Stefan and Bonnie that went beyond friendship and flirtation.

He had once told Bree that as long as Bonnie was away from Klaus he'd be happy. But the thought of her with his brother did something, it stirred something inside of him that primal and he didn't like it. When she continued to look at him doubtful he spoke with flippancy. "Maybe he ditched you." he says trying his best to look sympathetic. He watches her, as she watches him skeptically and reaching out to stroke her knuckles. "I would be more then happy to cancel my plans with Bree," he says pausing as she gives him a disguised look. "Strictly platonic plans." he says with a wink. "And spend alone with my favorite booze buddy!" he says offering up a real smile her way.

For a moment, a small moment I'm lost in ice blue eyes. I feel a current of energy whisk around the two of us and I pray this isn't some kind of malfunction with my powers which were currently off the charts. Since the night I had healed Damon it was like they were getting stronger. In fact yesterday morning I was fixing breakfast and when Klaus had come up behind me it had caused a magical outburst which had put him flat on his back. Klaus of course being Klaus had suggested that I hop on top of him for old times sake, he even offered to let me control the ride (typical Klaus, he was always trying to get me naked again. I think he thought that if we got naked it would remind me of what I was missing.) I had simply stepped over him and continued fixing breakfast while he had taunted me.

When I felt Damon drape his arm around me, it was then that I realized I had spaced out in front of him. When I looked up he was grinning at me knowingly as if he were saying with his eyes, yes I am that hot, and yes, I know- you know that I know that you want me! I removed his arm and shot him a look. "I'm still mad you so I'll pass." I say giving him a tight fake smile.

I was still ticked with Damon for provoking Klaus, things could've ended much worst if Klaus had really been pissed up and the fact that Damon had stooped so low to prove a point had irritated me beyond belief. I knew in his own way, Damon was trying to "save me" but he had only made things worst for himself. Klaus had made it perfectly clear that while we were married he wouldn't stand for anyone, trying to break up our union especially Damon. And because of that Damon needed to be a bit more careful because Klaus had hated him more then I had ever thought. In fact my husband had gone as far as to say that if by the end of agreement I hadn't returned the feelings he had for me, then he'd set me free. He just hoped I didn't run into the arms of the leech with the blue eyes. He said he'd rather seem me with someone better...someone who deserved me...someone like Stefan. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna wait for Stefan upstairs." I say turning on my heel.

He watched her walk away and called after before she really went up the stairs. At first he was going to just let her walk away because he was touched by the fact that seeing him hurt, knowing that he was hurt had angered her because he could work with it. Her emotion over him was the tip of a very thick iceberg. "Your scared to be alone with me, that's why you're running away again?" he says his ice blue eyes fixed on her as those heart shaped lips twist. He flashes in front of her so that she can't move and pokes his lips out as she glares his way. They were gonna be so good together when she finally gave in.

I let out a tired sigh and run my hand through my hair. I didn't come here for this weird foreplay type of thing I had found myself doing with Damon, yet everytime I was alone with him this happened. "My bullshit tolerance is at an all time low today, so get out of my way before I make you." I grit out. The tiny bit of distance between the two of us wasn't nearly enough and I felt like the room was growing hotter with each second we continued to look at each other.

He stands before her not moving an inch and when she puts her hands on him he does that same to her and grabs a hold of her hands holding her in place. He knows she can't really use magic on him at least not to hurt him and uses this against her. "I'd love for you to make me, I have a thing for girls that get rough." he says biting his lip as she lets out a shriek and then dares to swing at him. He easily catches her hand and holds onto it. "Let me tell you this, I chased after the same woman for over one hundred years, I waited for her and I can wait for you boozy." he says affectionately while he places her hand onto his heart. He can see in her eyes the storm that is brewing, she bites her lips and opens her mouth as if to say something and leans down as if he's about to kiss her when suddenly, he hears in the distance Stefan and Caroline.

The little bit of resolve I had was beginning to chip away, before I even get a chance to react to his words bay doors swing open causing me to jump, while Damon looks cool as a cucumber. I hurriedly snatch my hand away from his as Stefan, and Caroline glare our way.

The tension that seeps into the room is so heavy that it makes me debate which is worst dealing with hostile Salvatore brothers, or dealing with a hostile Mikaelson family.

Caroline broke the awkward silence and I was silently thanking her and her need to talk excessively.

"God can you get any creepier Damon." Caroline burst hands on her hips while she stood in front of us with her white leather jacket, black jeans and really cute boots. "In case you haven't noticed, Bonnie isn't interested in you and your dick." she says sending a wink in my direction. "You can't stalk all girls into submission." she reminds him.

Annoyed and a bit shamed he bites back. "I didn't have to stalk you-you hopped on willingly and loved every minute of it!" he shoots back at Caroline and looks over to Bonnie and wiggles his eyebrows her way for good measure.

Caroline glares. "I was young and dumb...and you compelled me!" she nearly screeches.

While Damon and Caroline were arguing about their morbid past as bed buddies Stefan approached me with grey eyes that were all to knowing. He places his hand on my shoulder causing me to look up at him.

"Did he do anything to you?" he asked wearily. He had hoped they would've been finished with everything he had planned for Bonnie before she came over and thus avoiding a situation with Damon, but things hadn't gone as he had planned.

I look up at Stefan, unlike Klaus or Damon who both demand a lot of things from me, mainly for me to want what they want, when they want it, Stefan just wants me to be okay. "No." I say with a shake of the head. "We were just talking, and I'm sure Damon now understands what I was saying to him." I say catching eyes with Damon.

Caroline watches the display between Bonnie, Stefan and Damon and throws her hands up in the air. Bonnie had looked over to Damon only briefly but the look she had seen the blue eyed devil give Bonnie would've turned any other girl to mush. Then their was the fact that when Stefan and Bonnie looked at each other it was like looking at starlight.

"Damon was laying the foundation for his plan." Caroline says sending daggers to the blue eyed vampire. She hated to think that Damon might try and maybe even succeed to take the happiness that Stefan had finally found.

The vampire in question glared yet again at Caroline, she was the biggest freaking cockblock ever! He listened while Caroline continued to rant, just as Bonnie and Stefan were freaking sneaking glances and smiling over at each other like they had some kind of fucking silent connection. He clapped his hands loudly after Caroline had finished and caused both Bonnie and Stefan to finally look his way. "Well since you all seem to have me figured out, " Damon says pausing to look at Caroline who has her brows raised and Stefan who was wearing his signature brooding face with tight lips and brooding forehead.

Caroline tapped her foot impatiently. Damon was being so dramatic. "I know you Damon and your up to something, so spell it!" Caroline nearly growled.

"You wanna know don't you?" Damon asked tauntingly causing Caroline to squint in his direction, Bonnie to roll her eyes which only caused him to wink her way and Stefan to let out a sigh.

"Get on with it Damon!" Stefan bellowed arms folded, brow furrowed. He wasn't a fool, he knew his brother was playing games because that was what Damon had done best. But he had hoped that this time, Damon would get to the point sooner than later so he and Bonnie could go about their way.

Glancing at the girl in question he caught that she too was looking over at him but with a rather amused look on her features, her green eyes were sparkling and it was the most captivating thing he had ever seen. He watched as she tried to keep a straight face, but failing miserable. It appeared she thought the show was funny, and if he really thought about it, it kind of was. Damon was desperately trying to keep Bonnie here obviously, but what had made things amusing was the sparing that had gone on between his brother and Caroline. You'd think they were brother and sister, instead of vampire father and daughter.

Sharp blue eyes once again flashed at the sight before him. It appeared Bonnie was rather amused and what made things worst was that Stefan, his stick in the mud brother seemed just as amused by his antics as if he was some fucking clown that only served to amuse the two of them. "I'll let you all in on my master plan." he says rubbing his hands together before cackling like he was an over dramatic villain from an old cartoon. "Well, first I plan on stalking Bonnie, I want to stick to her like glue and when I'm not stuck to her," he says catching eyes with her. "I plan to be in her thoughts, so much that she wont be able to think about anything or anyone but me," he says grinning. "By the time I'm through with her the Stockholm syndrome will kick in and then I wont have to kidnap her, she'll come away with me on her own." he says looking and everyone who wore different faces. Caroline looked satisfied she was right. Stefan looked annoyed and Bonnie...she still looked amused.

"Your disgusting and transparent." Caroline says folding her arms in front of her chest.

"Im also your daddy so go to your room!" Damon retorts before walking over to the bar and filling his glass.

I bite back yet another grin, I thought the Mikaelson home was dysfunctional, what with Klaus having such a sorted pass with his siblings, he did lock them in boxes but not before daggering them because they didn't do what he wanted. But damn, the Salvatore home was just as bat shit crazy, and despite all of it, I felt so at ease.

Catching eyes with Stefan I nod to the open doors that can efficiently and effectively separate the two of us from the bickering vampires.

BB-SS

Bonnie and Stefan

Together Stefan and I walked along the Salvatore property in utter silence. Once in a while we'd walk closer to one another and nudge each other but for the most part we had been silent. The property itself is beautiful but my favorite spot was definitely the Salvatore garden, which was beautiful. I had never seen so many different flowers in my life, and looking at them had really made me smile. I didn't dare ask who had the green thumb Stefan or Damon, because it would ruin my head cannon which, was that the boys liked to garden together because well it reminded them of their mother. A girl could dream, or maybe just maybe the house was spelled by witches that were looking after my guardians because well, Damon was a thrill seeking junkie and Stefan...well I heard once he went ripper he was a different person.

"Bon," he says placing his hand on her shoulder. "Are you listening to me, or thinking about me?" he jokes. He watched as she sat down on the blanket and soon followed suite. The flower he had given her earlier was tucked in her finger as she twirled it around.

"Dude you wish!" I say causing Stefan to send me a look, that causes me to break out into a grin again before I start giggling. That was the cool thing about Stefan, he could make you laugh and smile with one look.

Currently we were sitting on a blanket that overlooked the lake. This was the perfect place for me to practice channeling. I felt one with nature here, from the big trees that hung around the compound to the sun that was kissing my skin. I could feel my magic bubbling in my veins just waiting to be released.

"So" Stefan says as he relaxes back on the blanket. He's looking up at the sky and I'm tempted to do the same but I resist because I can tell that something is up. I watch as his brow is slightly furrowed and pink lips are pressed together only momentarily. "I have a confession to make." he concludes causing me to raise my brows. Usually whenever Stefan had something to say and he was unsure of my reaction he tended to bury his hands in his pockets. Today though, he done nothing of the sort, which tells me whatever he has to say must be big news and that is the last thing I want to deal with today. I wanted fun, and light and easy breezy today.

I lick my lips and toss my long hair to the side. "Oh really?" I ask tossing him a look. I watch as Stefan continues to lye back his arms braced under his head as if he doesn't have a care in the world, though his voice is very telling. Caught in a moment I watch almost hypnotized as shadows made by the trees dance across his face before specs of sunlight soon glitter in his eyes. The reflection of the sun in his eyes had reminded me of a spell I could try and use during our magic session!

"Yeah." Stefan says bringing her down to his level. It wasn't his intention to lead her to believe something that wasn't true, but when he thought about it, really thought about it- he had failed to diverge a bit of information. That information being, he wasn't very well versed with witches. In fact he hadn't much experience with them at all.

I roll my eyes playfully his way and soon join him on the blanket as the two of us look up at the sky. Something peaceful passes between us. Stefan soon interrupts our peaceful moment when he reaches for my hand and suddenly pulls me up.

"First I want to say, I didn't invite you here just so that I could ya know," he breaks off into a smile. "Get in your hoochie shorts," he says pausing. "Not that- I don't want that- or that I'm not trying to romance you, but I just...I really want to help you with all of this."

I smile. "Ok, we can get started then." I say sitting Indian style on the blanket. I could honestly just sit and chill out with Stefan all day but today we had a purpose and that was to help me hone in on my magic and so that was what we were going to do.

He licks his lips and rubs his hands together. "I have to warn you, Damon is probably better suited for this." he says finally meeting her eyes. Was it wrong that he just wanted to spend time alone with her, and perhaps help guide her? He may have not known too much about witchcraft or witches but he knew he wanted to help Bonnie. She was still sad, it was in her eyes. Sometimes he could see that pain as if it were his own and other times her smile, like the smile she had given him only moments ago lit up the sky and sent fire works into the sky. He wanted to see her happy, genuinely happy. And since it was well known that a witch was more untune and control of their magic whenever they were one with the elements he had set this scene up for her...for the two of them.

"He's been around more witches...and he...he has Bree." he says rubbing the back of his neck. " I just didn't want to hide this from you. I didn't just bring you out here because I want to get you alone. I wanna help you practice and I may not know everything but- I'm a quick learner and..."

I put my finger to his lips silencing him at once. Stefan was rambling which was cute, honestly though, it didn't bother me that he hadn't dealt with many witches. I had lived in a house full of originals. They had known everything about witches yet, my magic hadn't flourished with them. The only time I had really used real magic was when I healed Damon otherwise I had been able to do simple tricks but nothing like before. Their was something about the Salvatore brothers, whenever I was near them, it was like I could feel the magic bubbling inside of me, it was at my fingertips if I really wanted to hone on it again.

"It's fine Stefan." I say placing my hand on his. "My magic works when it wants to most days, but when I'm near you-" I say causing him rub his finger along my knuckles. "Or your brother, it seems like my magic wants to come alive again."

For a moment he's speechless. He amazed by the girl in front of him, the woman in front of him and he realizes not for the first time that she's who he wants to be with. She's open and honest and everything anyone could be lucky to have in their life. "Alright, then let get started."

I smile up at him. I was glad we came to an understanding. I didn't need anyone who was a walking witch encyclopedia when all I really needed was a little spark from my guardians. Whatever magic that had bound us together was the key to getting me back into the swing of things, and if I were suppose to change the supernatural world, then I'd do it with the help of both Stefan and Damon.

"Ok" I say suddenly excited. "If we're gonna do this, we have to get rid of all our negative energy." I say while trying to get a hold of the excitement and nervousness that is starting to run through me.

"We have to release all the negative," I say causing him to nod his head. "And the best way for me, is to let everything out like a balloon losing all of its air." I say to which Stefan furrows his brows and bites his lip.

Briefly I close my eyes and envision a balloon floating that contains my encounter with Klaus and his need to control me and my life. Though I knew Klaus had loved me, in his own way sometimes I felt like he treated me like I was this rare flower that he wanted to keep with him. It reminded me of beauty and the best sometimes, like how the beast wanted to protect that flower and keep it in a special vase. As well as my heated encounter with Damon. Although I would love to put the blame on him, I couldn't. Whenever I was around him I felt like the soda in a can that had been shaken, or maybe a flame and he was the moth-we were drawn to each other. And whenever we were together things tended to happen that was far out of our control.

"Wait!" Stefan calls causing me to open my eyes. He looked worried again, in fact his forehead was creased and he had that patient Stefan Salvatore look on his face, though you could see something deeper in his eyes. "For me to clear my head, I need to know what I walked in on between you and my brother." he says narrowing his eyes my way.

For the most part I wasn't surprised by his question, I mean whenever I was around Damon things tended to get heated. He was the kind of guy the fueled a fire that was already lit inside of me. I was the fire and he was the gasoline that just made me burn brighter. Right now Stefan was looking at me like he had been here before, like he had read the book, watched the movie and remembered all the lines.

I knew he was still hurt by all of it I could tell, the scars were still their, just not visible for anyone else to see. Briefly I looked out at the lake, anywhere but at his face because well, he looked so sad and knowing. I had promised Stefan that I would never lie to him, that I'd always be honest about my feelings because he deserved to know the truth. He had this thing with liars and after everything I had heard about Elena Gilbert and even the web that Damon had helped spun, I couldn't blame him. For me honesty was always easier, then telling a lie. "Honestly, we were trying to get under each others skin."

Stefan tilted his head to get a better look at her. The words had fallen out of her mouth so easily. She had nothing to hide, really- he had seen the two of them, witnessed how close they were standing to each other. He had smelled their scents mingling together because of the tension and how close the two of them were. When they were in a room together, it was like you couldn't keep your eyes off of Bonnie and the glow she had cast on his brother. Bonnie was honest, he could tell by the tone in her voice, could read it on her face. She was nothing like Elena, although he was sure that he and his brother would vie for her love the same way they had done with Elena. "So who won?"

I smiled. "Well you know- your brother did his best, he wiggled his brows, smirked, smiled and kept those hypnotizing blue eyes on me." I say with a chuckle. Damon was Damon he knew how to turn up the heat and so did I. But at the end of the day it was all a game and it would probably always be a game. "But I always win," I say with an easy shrug. "And I know my limits." I remind him, with words that I had said to him that night at Purgatory.

He smiles despite at the memory of that night. He too had gotten a little too handsey with her. He couldn't help it in that case, she was this beacon of light and just like his brother he wanted her for himself. Bonnie was this beacon of light in the sea of darkness of Mystic Falls and you couldn't help but want to touch her, to be with her. "Just so you know, he's got nothing on me."

It was official the Salvatore brothers were a mess, but at least I had forever to clean the two of them up. We were stuck together so we all might as well make the most of it. "You Salvatore brothers are a mess," I say with a soft smile tugging on my lips.

Stefan sends me a wink that is so Damon. "Well lucky for you-you're stuck with us." he says grinning as I shudder.

I roll my eyes glad that the mood had shifted. I could tell Stefan's mind had eased which meant that channeling would be much easier.

BB-BB

We're sitting together closely our hands interlocked together. The energy around us is swirling and behind my eyelids I see specks of color. "Can you feel it Stefan, can you see the different colors behind your eyes?" I ask him.

"I can't feel your magic," he says regretfully. "But I'd like to see it...to see you." He says silencing her. Bonnie was rarity not just among the supernatural world. She was a girl who had been troubled, a girl who was still trying to put the pieces back together. And while most girls her age would break, would rage, especially with the amount of power that was inside her beautiful body. Bonnie was handling life with grace and elegance that most would never be able to achieve. She was, the most powerful witch, to walk the face of the earth and her reign when it was time, would be glorious. But for now, he wanted to be in her presence and just be with her. She was more then just a witch, she was beautiful woman that was sharing herself with him, and he appreciated it.

My inside trembled at his words, Stefan was always so sincere with me, so patient, so understanding. He was just a great guy, and I couldn't wait to show him my world. "Ok- well then lets get started." I say looking up into ever changing eyes.

My words were soft as a lullaby as I began to embrace mother nature and call out to whomever had heard my call. I felt like I was lit like a Christmas tree as tiny flecks of electricity zinged through me. Magic for me- or at least while preforming magic for me had always left me feeling two different ways. Either I was high as a kite floating with puffy white clouds or it was similar to reaching a really good orgasm.

With my hands clasped together with Stefan, I had a feeling that the result or at the after effects would be just as amazing as it normally was for me. But what made it that much more special was that I was sharing it with someone. As long as Stefan and I held hands, he could feel what I was feeling, see what I was feeling. It was as if we were one.

My body was buzzing with awareness and power as I continued to sing my lullaby in a ancient language that many witches had long forgotten over the years. The language itself, was that of my people- of the original witches who had scarified themselves so that magic would live on in many bloodlines. The magic was in our blood, in our words and as the ancient language rolled off my tongue, I realized how much I missed it. It also made me happy that I was getting it all back. Magic was me, and I was magic, it was in my veins...in my blood and even when I stopped practicing it was in the way I walked, in the tips of my fingers. I was born for this, to do magic and it was high time I stop hiding from my birthright and start calling on to my ancestors.

Once I reached the last word, I everything around us went silent. It was like the nature around us was suddenly put on mute. No longer could I hear the sounds frogs, or the crickets. Birds no longer called out to one another, and even the running stream had gone silent. It reminded me when swimming and water would get in your ears, drowning out all the outside noise. That was what it felt like now, the world around us was silent, and still. Stefan looked stricken for only a moment as he opened his eyes to look at me. As a vampire I knew it was becoming for him not to hear all of the sounds he was use to hearing. With our hands still clasped together I sent soothing thoughts his way.

With my eyes closed, now I envisioned who I was calling out to...I was reaching out to my parents. My father had connected through the element of air/wind. While my mother was attuned to water/rain. I could feel the air buzzing as nature responded to my call.

First came the winds, it was like butterfly kisses placed on my forehead, the kind of my father had placed on my forehead when I was a little girl. With the winds came a familiar smell that had reminded me, only of home. Wind swirled around causing my hair to lift up. A almost musical howl came from the high winds which had whipped between Stefan and I and traveled up the length of the trees causing the leaves to vibrate in a tune that would make their own music. Off in the distance I can hear the crickets and the frogs singing a song. The natural sounds of the nature soothes me.

We stand side by side waiting for something anything other than the wind and then I feel it in my bones. The rain is coming! The first drop on my skin caused my eyes to open as both the wind and the rain began to wrap around us in a cocoon. The rain is beautiful and fitting, since I had always been a fan of rain personally. I loved thunder storms, and sound of water hitting the earth, I even loved the smell of it. At first the drops are small almost like drizzle and then before I know it the rain is coming down in harsh slants, pelting our skin and molding the clothes on our backs to our skin.

"They're here, with us now Stefan" I say whilst watching the glorious storm as it rages ahead.

Transfixed I watch and listen to the sounds around me. The fierce wind is now a footnote to the rain in this symphony of sound that is the hard rain. Massive drops fall between Stefan and me drenching us. Hushed whispers are heard in the howl of the wind. The words of encouragement are for me of course, the witch who called out to mother earth and the spirits beyond the clouds.

"You did this." Stefan asked in amazement as his eyes fine the beautifully drenched witch goddess. It's like this is the first time he's ever really seen her in all her glory and she, Bonnie is a sight for sore eyes. Her long hair is draped across her like a long dark veil that stands out against shimmering skin. Her butterscotch skin, is radiating power and shimmering with gold dust as if the gods above have made it so she that beckon of light in the dark. His eyes then drifted to those lips, those beautiful heart-shaped lips that were coated with rain drops.

He had never seen anything like this before, nor had he ever been apart of something as cliche as it sounds, magical. As for Bonnie, she was beautiful alone, but seeing her preform magic and watching the afterglow of her completing a spell was mesmerizing. He would always remember this. Bonnie had opened herself up to him, she had shared the special side of herself with.

"Bunny" he calls his voice coming out strained. He watches in anticipation as she finally faces him, a look of pure joy across her face.

Gently I take his hand in mine. "We did it!" I say as the wind whispers all around me. The spirits are talking, talking about everything they've seen.

"You and me?" he says still astounded by her and her natural beauty. He takes two steps bridging the gap between the two of them.

I can only giggle before giving Stefan a hug. We had done it! This had given me what I needed, and I was fore, one was glad that Stefan could share this moment with me. Breaking out of our embrace, I spin around in the rain. I loved the rain, so much and dancing in the rain was one of the best things to do in it.

He chuckles to himself, while looking her way. She was oblivious to it all, how captivating she is, even while she's doing some silly dance. He decided that words would fail him and soon wrapped his arm around her waist effectively bringing her closer to him. "You're amazing." He says his eyes trailing those wet pink lips.

I shivered under his hot stare. I don't think Stefan had ever looked at me the way he was currently looking at me. Stefan had always been the guy that was laid back about checking you out. Whenever Damon looked at me, I felt it in my very being. He made me burn up with his intense lustful gaze. Whenever Klaus looked at me, it was always longingly I knew what he was picturing because well, our past together was hard to forget...even if for me being with him had been the release I had needed. Whenever Klaus looked at me, it took me back to those nights when we never slept and I was high on his hybrid power and he was high off me. It was a constant reminder even when I wanted to forget it. With Stefan he had always been open about his intentions but never had he looked at me with those grey/green eyes so hungry.

"Stefan." I say controlling my breathing as he rubs circles on the small of my back. What Stefan and I just shared, was blissful and it already makes me feel so much more closer to him. And I'm not talking about proximity- though we're very close that way as well. My eyes trail along his strong jaw, to his furrowed brows and his rain slicked. Stefan is a beautiful man, and I'm quite aware I'm attracted to him just as he's attracted to me. Add in the mix the fact that its raining and our clothes are now sticking to our bodies, our reaction to each other is perfectly normal.

He's silent though I can feel his gaze on me. I can't help but lick my lips instinctively. I can feel the change and soon brace myself for what is about to happen. He leans close and I swear I'm holding my breath and when he finally puts us both out of our misery. He descends upon me slowly. His lips are soft and I find myself melting into his embrace.

Our lips are molded together and only when I feel his hand tug me closer, does reality come crashing back down on me. My lips are kiss swollen and my mind is clouded. But the look on his face is worth it just a little bit. Stefan looks happier then I've ever seen him.

"I told you I'd get that kiss" he says a smirk playing on his lips, that reminds me so much of his older brother.

I rolled my eyes playfully as the two of us head back to the house. Along the way I've pushed him several times only for him to grin my way as if he's won some big prize. Lucky for me it seems the kiss hadn't ruined our dynamic in fact I think we're both looser then we were before. We're joking with one another when suddenly a flash of white runs past us and as it turns out Caroline is standing in front of us umbrella in hand smile on her face.

"Oh my god!" she gushes. "You too" she says pointing at Stefan and I. "You guys kissed, and you liked it!" she gushes squealing.

I roll my eyes and look to Stefan whose never looked more confidant, yet embarrassed at the same time. I totally understood him, my best friend was guy and Kol celebrated in a different way.

"Caroline no plans." Stefan says simply causing the blond vamp to pout her lips his way.

I look between the two and grin.

"Whatever nothing can bring me down, she declares proudly. "Team Stefonnie for the win."

I cant help but giggle at her words. Caroline had told me many times that she believed I was the girl for Stefan and he was the guy for me. If that was true or not we'd have to wait and see. I did know that I was lucky to have Stefan in my life.

"Now I've gotta go." Caroline says giving me a hug and squeeze she whispers into my ear, that when we get together I owe her big time and when we part I see Stefan rub. "As much as I love you guys, I cannot be here when Damon goes on yet another ocd cleaning spree, especially since he is going to flip out at the mud you'll track into the house." she says with a shiver. "Not even watching him deflate at knowing the two of you kissed is worth dealing with neat and clean freak Damon." she says shaking her head.

Stefan swallows hard. He had lived with his brother for a long time so he was used to the cleaning at three in the morning, or the fact that he frowned upon anyone who didn't use a coaster for a cup. His brother had basically broken out in hives at the mere thought of anything being messy. It was something his just couldn't handle. "Wait a minute, I thought he was with Bree."

Caroline crossed her arms over her chest. "He was, but from what I gathered he was so consumed with what the two of you were doing that he started stress cleaning." Caroline said slightly sympathetic. "He is going to lose his mind you know that right." she says looking from Stefan then settling on me.

I cringed at the thought. I hadn't been thinking about what would be the outcome of my kiss with Stefan. Klaus would probably lose his shit if he found out and forbid me to see my guardians. As for Damon- I don't know what he would do. "Everything we'll be fine." I say bravely.

"Forgot about Damon, you two look cute together." Caroline says before flouncing off to her car.

Stefan and I stand for only a few more seconds as the rain slows down and soon becomes a soft echo in the night.

"Hey, everything is going to be fine, come on." he says throwing his arm around me as we walk closer to the door.

I look to the sky once more and say a silent thank you. I needed my courage back, I needed to believe in me and my magic and I did. Now it was time for me to tackle life. Silently we head back to the house both lost in our own thoughts. Upon our arrival the first thin I notice is Damon standing at the threshold with a huge towel in his arms. He doesn't say anything, nor does he glance my way. He also seems to be giving Stefan the same silent treatment. Its clear by the stony look on his face and the frozen ice in his eyes, that he's heard or at least gathered what had occurred because the playfulness from earlier is long gone.

The look he gives Stefan though, is one that would frighten even the scariest of monsters. And what surprises me most is Stefan is eyeing his brother the same way, holding his own. Its like watching two titans, or boxers even stare each other down before the big fight and it unnerves me.

"All that rain, your going to catch a cold." Damon says though his voice sounds gruff and I don't dare say anything against it. He drapes the towel around me, almost as if it's a bathrobe.

"Umm, thanks" I say causing ice eyes to finally look my way, and when he does look my way I'm haunted by what I see inside of those glacier eyes.

Damon bites his lips as he looks at me. I can feel every movement of his eyes as he looks at me, but only this time instead of feeling the fire, I feel ice.

"You should go upstairs and shower." he says gruffly.

I'm about to refute because well leaving Damon and Stefan, Stefan and Damon alone when they look like they want to kill each other doesn't sound right to me. But he however, being the blue eyes devil speaks as if he's read my mind.

"Boozy." he says his tone losing some of its edge. "Just go," he says his voice faint. "And do me a solid and teleport so that we can eliminate water droplets and grass shavings on the hardwood floors.

His words are softer though I don't budge. Instead I lock eyes with the blue eyed devil as if the two of us are in vicious battle of wills. It's the distant voice of Stefan in the background that finally pulls me away from Damon and out of our stare. Soon I find myself teleporting away, just as they had asked.

DS-SS-DS-SS

He walks around with a glass of bourbon in his hand while eyeing his younger brother who is acting like everything is fanfuckingtastic. Stefan and Bonnie, they kissed. He heard that babble mouth known as Caroline going on and on about it, on her phone. And the moment she had said it, he knew it was true and it crushed him just a little bit. Bonnie was supposed to be his, she had been given to him by Emily long, long, long ago. And now that she was an immortal witch he wanted to collect what was his. What he didn't want, was to have to fight for her affections against his brother. They had already done this twice and both times had ended badly.

"So Stefan, why don't you tell what happen to leaving Bonnie alone, to just being her friend?" he says shortly

"I changed my mind." Stefan says easily.

He snorts. "You changed your mind." he says now chuckling. "Right!" he says looking over at his brother. "You do realize that Bonnie isn't Elena!" he roars shocking himself by the use of her name.

Stefan licks his lips his eyes on the ground. Mentioning Elena, was a low blow - a very low blow. "You don't get to be mad because I kissed her especially since we both know you kissed her long before I did." Stefan says looking up at his older brother.

He glares so hard that if he had power Stefan would turn to stone. "I have every right Stefan!" he growls. "She's mine. Emily gave her to me. Emily gave me the Bennett line and Bonnie just so happens to be the last Bennett. " he reminds his brother.

Calmly Stefan speaks. "It may have started out that way that she was yours, but the moment I became one of her guardians she became ours. Which means, Bonnie will decide which one of us she wants to be with whenever she is ready."

Damon glared his way. He opened his mouth to say something smart, but stopped as his eyes widen at the sound of an glass breaking scream. Bonnie.

He and Stefan looked at each other for only a second before they both dashed off in search of the girl that was screaming for help.