:You Always Knew:
Summary: Bonnie and Stefan never really had much of a friendship, or one at all really when he shut off his humanity. She doesn't know why he picks on her of all people, but she's tired of it and when she goes to confront him one day about it, things didn't exactly happen as she expected it to.
(Written October 2015)
Bonnie watched the bag in the microwave as it turned while expanding making popping sounds every half second. She bounced on her toes wanting it to hurry up because she's been waiting too long of a hiatus for Scandal and How To Get Away With Murder to come back on. Two straight hours of Shonda Rhimes on a Thursday night was the best part of her week. Just herself, and some popcorn and if she was feeling extra Olivia Pope, then a bottle of red wine, but she decided to pass on that. For now.
Dumping the popcorn into a bowl, she walked into her living room switching on the television just as Scandal took over. She smiled shutting off the lights in her living room after wrapping a blanket around her then reached for the bowl setting it on her lap.
Ding! Dong!
Growling, Bonnie got up walking backward so she could keep her eyes on the screen as she headed towards the door.
"Bon-"
"Shhh, wait until a commercial."
She walked back into the living room leaving her guest at the door not bothering to even see who it was in the first place. They sighed then walked in sitting in the love seat waiting for the commercial. Once it came, Bonnie let out a breath then reached for the light turning it on before facing—
"Damon Salvatore, what do I owe this pleasure?"
He narrowed his eyes at her. "What's gotten into you?"
"My shows, man. They're back on."
He chuckled. "Well since I don't want to disrupt you, I'll make it quick. I need you for something."
"Pleasure?"
"You're offering?" They both grew smiles. "But seriously, I need your powers. I need kick-ass witch Bonnie Bennett."
"What for?"
"Stefan and I-"
"Let me stop you right there."
"Bon-"
"I'm not doing anything for Stefan. Not now. Not while he is who he is. Or chooses not to be."
Damon exhales. "Then don't do it for Stefan. Do it for the children."
"Children?"
"There are rumors going around that Fredric has set up a few bombs to be set off tomorrow at the marathon. We need to find them and stop it. Caroline is already on board, you're the missing piece to this fantastic four."
"OK. I'll do it. Although I'm not sure about how much help I'll be. I can't sniff things out like you three."
"We may be able to sniff it out, but we sure as hell don't know how to disable a bomb. That's where you witchy juju can come on handy."
"I highly doubt there's a spell on disabling a bomb."
"Then look for something else. The race is at eight so you should have time to think of something."
"Why tonight of all nights?"
"I'm sure they'll be on Hulu tomorrow, I'll give you my password."
She smiled then stood when he did walking him over to the door. "So Stefan wants to help with all this?"
"He may be without humanity, but we all know that he can never fully be that way. Parts of the old Stefan always pop up and you would know if you stop by every now and then."
"He almost killed me, Damon. Snap my neck right in front of everyone."
"But he didn't. Look at the positives."
She rolled her eyes. "Get out of my house." Bonnie closed the door then walked upstairs starting on looking up spells. Maybe she'll be done in time to at least watch HTGAWM and that encouraged her to look faster.
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"I thought you said he wanted to help."
They decided to get to the marathon area an hour earlier so they could go over a plan and start searching for the bombs now. Everyone showed up besides Stefan.
"He'll be here."
"Why do you have so much faith in him?"
"Why don't you?"
She turned seeing him stand a few feet behind her with a slight smile on his face. "You know, it's really hurtful when-"
"Shut up, Stefan, we have way more important things to discuss other than your feelings."
"Feisty."
She rolled her eyes.
"Okay idea," Caroline started, "how about we just tell everyone about the threats and tell them to head home. I'm just thinking that what if we can't find the bombs or all of them. We have no idea how much there are or when they'll go off."
"There's only one flaw with that plan, Blondie, and that's if we do that, he'll strike again. I highly doubt he wants to kill all these people but a select few and we have no idea who those people are."
"No, Caroline's right. Maybe we should just tell people to go home. Even if we do disarm all the bombs, like you said he will strike again."
"Listen. We're disarming the bombs. This will throw him off track, when he lets go of the button or when that timer stop ticking and nothing happens, he'll be defeated, caught off guard and go home and cry like a little bitch. That will give us time to figure out who he wants killed and once we do, those are who we protect."
The girls exchanged looks then let out breaths through their noses. "Okay, fine."
"Good. Did you find a spell that will help?"
"Yes,"
"Great. Now we split up, Blondie, you're with me."
"What? Why can't I be with Caroline?"
"Oh so you two can chit chat all morning, don't think so."
"Okay, then why can't I go with you?"
"Because you two have some history, I'd figure you'd need to work some stuff out." He said walking off.
Bonnie rolled her eyes then turned to him. She narrowed her eyes, "Why are you so quiet?" She rather not hear him talk, but this silence is weird.
He blinked his eyes several times, "Whoa, I just blinked out that entire conversation. What are we doing here again?"
She scoffed the headed in the opposite direction in which Damon and Caroline went. She wished that she looked up to see if she could have supernatural senses but was busy with the other spell that it slipped her mind.
"We're disabling bombs, that's what we're doing here. This is a fundraiser to help sick children, what kind of monster does something like this? Sets up bombs just to kill a handful when a hundred handfuls will be here. Or maybe it's no reason behind it, he just does this for fun."
"There's a reason."
She looks over at him. "How would you know?"
"Take it from one evil villain to the other. There's a reason, a reason we may not know, something personal. I highly doubt this is to only kill a handful when he would gladly do that and have more fun with it if he did the act himself. There's a bigger purpose."
Her eyes never left him and what Damon told her last night she was starting to see that it was true. Stefan could never have it completely off, she just saw a glimpse of the old Stefan and she wonders if he can sense when it happens or not himself.
He looks down at her. "Like what you see?" He smirks.
"Kind of,"
He stopped walking for a second as she continued then smirked jogging a little to catch up to her. He wrapped his arms around her from the back. "What do you say after this, we head to my place?"
"Get off of me, Stefan."
"But seriously, why haven't we fucked?"
"Did you seriously just ask that?"
"Let me guess. First was because of Elena, then my ripper phase and now this."
"So he does have a brain."
"You know I may just turn my humanity ON just to have you planted on my d—"
"Shut. Up."
"Playing hard to get, I see."
"Would you just-" she gasped as his hand went around her mouth and sped her behind some trees.
He placed his finger over his mouth before peaking out and she followed suit not really sure what he saw or heard but then it all made sense when she spotted Fredric dressed as a volunteer. Bonnie looked over at Stefan seeing him watch Fredric closely then decided to look back over at him herself.
"Wh-"
His hand moved over her mouth and Bonnie knew that he was only trying to protect them but she rolled her eyes and let out a breath looking forward again. Her eyes narrowed when he was no longer in sight and looked up at Stefan noting that he had no idea where he went either.
He stood up looking around then reached out his hand feeling to grab hers. "Come on, we should- Bonnie?" He turned when his hand didn't reach hers then looked around cursing when she was no longer there.
He sped away in the direction of Damon and Caroline and was relieved when it didn't take long to find them. "He's got her."
"Who?"
"Bonnie, who the fuck else?"
"What happened?"
"We saw him walking and she couldn't keep her mouth shut so he snatched her when I wasn't looking."
"We have to find her." Caroline was ready to speed off.
"No, we have to take care of the bombs."
"No, you—"
"We are looking for the damn bombs, Caroline." She stepped back at Stefan's bark. "He won't do anything, he's using her as a distraction, finding Bonnie is exactly what he wants to distract us. We're dealing with the bombs first then we look for Bonnie. She can take care of herself."
Bonnie watched him pace back and forth at the top of the roof. She was trying not to panic being tied down to a chair with ropes spelled, blocking her powers. And not to mention she was on the edge of a very high building.
"If these bombs do not go off, you're dead."
"I don't understand why you're doing this. You're willing to kill a bunch of innocent people for no reason."
He stopped then chuckled before his face went serious. "Diana Freedman."
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?"
"She was my daughter. She was sick and these- these leeches couldn't save her. They promised me, said that she'll make it and then days later she's dead. This whole thing is trash, pointless. They all deserve to die. And they will soon."
Bonnie let out a breath then swallowed hard. "Listen. I'm sorry about your daughter and- and all the pain that you went through, but not all these people deserve harm."
"Then what am I supposed to do, Bonnie? Sit back and let these people act like nothing happened like they're the perfect little hospital while I sit back and do nothing, I don't think so." Panic took over when an alarm went off bringing a smile to Fredric's face. "Five seconds."
Bonnie closed her eyes trying to stop that slither of hope that her friends didn't find the bombs so that her life would be spared.
"Two seconds."
Her eyes tightened and she sucked in a breath feeling herself fall back. A long scream passed her mouth feeling her end nearing but she bumped into a force and as she looked to the side, she saw that Stefan had caught her. She couldn't stop her shaking body and as she opened her mouth to speak something she wasn't sure of, everything faded to black.
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Bonnie blinked her eyes open coming to a view of him. He looked over at her then moved closer placing his hand on the side of her face. "How are you feeling?"
"Alright, I guess. Thank you for saving me."
"Thank you for screaming. Without that I probably wouldn't have been able to-"
"I don't want to think about that." She let out a breath then realized that his hand was still on her face.
She looked over at it before looking at him then forced her eyes away. Stefan ran his eyes over her face then leans in meeting their lips and she responds quickly in kissing him back and brought him closer as she circled her arms around his neck as he climbed more on the bed.
They pulled away as he removed her shirt then met their lips again before he kissed down her body squeezing her breasts in his hands gaining a moan from her. Her hands dug in his hair as he worked on the button her jeans sliding those down her legs along with her underwear.
Bonnie gasped spreading her legs wider as his tongue worked inside her. Her breaths started deeply and heavily then she popped up turning to the right seeing Stefan there smiling. Her scowl made him chuckle and he stood from the chair at the corner of her room.
"Now just imagine that but in real life. All you have to do is ask."
"Get out."
"That's no way to treat the man that saved you." He winked. "I think I deserve a kiss."
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know. I actually kind of like you."
She rolled her eyes then moved her head back some when his face was near hers. The right side of his mouth lifted then swiftly moved in meeting their lips kissing her once moving back just in time to avoid the slap that she was delivering to him.
"Mm," he shook his head walking out leaving Bonnie sitting in the middle of her bed.
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Caroline leaned her head to the side watching her friend trail off. Something was on her mind, something big that she couldn't figure out on her own so she decided to speak up to help her friend out.
"Okay, spill. Who is he?"
"How did you know it was a he?"
"Well, I'd figured since you have everything always so squared away that it has to be a guy since you're always clueless when it comes to that stuff."
"Thank you for going easy on me, Care."
"Anytime."
"But you're right." She let out a breath. "It's uh… It's Stefan."
Caroline blinked several times processing. "Wow, okay,"
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know, I'm still trying to figure it out myself. When did this happen?"
"Yesterday after he caught me from that building."
Her eyes narrowed, "What building?"
"You know when we disabled those bombs that were set to go off at the marathon of sick children." She watched her friend's face stay clues then she met her hand to her forehead. "He made it all up. I thought he just made the- but he made it all up."
"Wait, what is going on?"
"Stefan invaded my dreams, made up this whole new scenario in my mind- is there even a crazy vampire by the name of Fredric?"
"Not that I know of."
Bonnie grunted tilting her head back. "Never mind. Stefan is completely off my mind, well not fully, I'm trying to think of ways to kill him."
"Give him a little break, his girlfriend cheated on him with his brother."
"Yeah. A year ago."
"Well then take his mind off it. Bring him a gift or something."
"A gift? He invaded my dreams and so I'm supposed to give him a gift?"
"Oh, you know what I mean. Dream or not, Bonnie you still wanted a little piece of Stefan and by the way your face looked as I said that, I know that you still feel something for him."
She sighed running her fingers through her hair. "Why do I feel this way?"
"He's everything a girl yearns for, he's hot, sexy, even, and a bad boy, we all need a little bad in our boys."
Bonnie let out a long breath. "I'm still going to kill him."
"I can give you his address."
Bonnie pulled into his home practically in the middle of nowhere. He had decided to move out the boardinghouse a little less than a year ago when Damon and Elena still continued to see each other. She wonders if this side of him will all go away if he realizes that there's trouble in paradise.
Shaking her body loosely, she knocked on the door but it was pushed opened by her knuckles so she decided to step in, "Stefan?" She called out then pushed the door fully closed before walking in more.
"What do you want?"
His voice startled her causing her to jump slightly. "You should really be more careful about your door. Anyone could walk in."
"And by anyone you mean Damon or Elena or maybe even Klaus. Not to worry, I had some random chick sign off on the house."
She nodded slightly then looked around a little surprised to see that it was practically empty. "Aren't you lonely? Here, all by yourself?"
He shrugged then pushed himself off the doorframe to the kitchen then walked slowly up to her. "Aren't you lonely? At your gram's' place, all by yourself?"
"Not really," she started taking steps back.
"Then why would I be?" He looked her over. "What do you want?"
"I just…came by to let you know that I figured out that it was all a dream, that you were just messing with me and I don't appreciate it."
He smiled. "I winked, didn't I?"
"You always wink."
He shrugged, "True," he admitted still walking forward as she stepped backward, "but I thought you were a little smarter to figure it out."
She rolled her eyes then bumped into his fireplace. He took a few more steps now completely face to face with her. She watched his eyes move along her face only to stop at her lips. She tried to control her heartbeat, but found it almost impossible. She sucked in a breath once his head moved in closer and now she realizes that she should've never entered in the first place.
"What do you want, Bonnie?" He asked again but in a whisper in her ear.
Her head tilts back slightly as he kisses along her neck and she tries to stop herself, but her body takes over and she whispers, "You," before she whisked away upstairs.
