Author's Note: In this world, witches are able to be compelled like any other supernatural creature and regular vampires can only be compelled by Original vampires. The only witches that are able to resist compulsion are Bennett witches.
TW for Damon being sexually suggestive/creepy, canon-level violence. A head's up that Damon is going to be just as sleazy and prone to using physical intimidation to get his way, especially with women. That will shift as the story goes on but as it's a core character trait of his, I will be highlighting it in this story.
Chapter 2
Damon rolled the bourbon around on his tongue, squinting his eyes at the original vampire in front of him.
"So what you need is a Bennett witch." Damon waited for a beat for affirmation and received a stony glare. Damon leaned back against the bar nonchalantly. "Well, Mystic Falls hasn't seen a bonafide witch for years. The only witch in that line with any juice is also, you know, nuts." He makes a circular motion around his ear.
The original vampire stared at Damon and pinched the bridge of his nose. In the next moment, he had his hand wrapped around Damon's throat. "Why I need the Bennett witch is none of your concern. I know that you were entrusted with the safety of the Bennett line so you know as well as I that the youngest Bennett witch is rumored to have a considerable amount of power. Your only concern is to verify if this is true and bring her to me."
"Alright, alright." Damon choked out. "Kinda need my head attached." His throat was released and he rubbed it frantically.
Elijah straightened his sleeves as he watched Damon exaggeratedly rub his throat. He was in no mood for Damon's theatrics-he already had to deal with that with his brother.
Bonnie walked into Mystic Falls High with a sense of nostalgia. This would be her last year and she had to admit for all of the monotony, she would miss MFH. She looked at the small mirror hanging in her locker and made sure that the bite marks were completely covered. She didn't want to have to explain why she had marks on her neck to anyone, especially since her friends knew she wasn't seeing anyone. One of her classmates walked by and said hello to her, so she responded with a smile and wave. When she closed her locker and glanced down the hall, she noticed her two best friends hovering by the main office and whispering. Bonnie walked toward them and asked what all the fuss was about.
"Sssh! Bonnie, don't you know how to whisper?" Caroline asked Bonnie in an angry stage whisper.
Bonnie raised an eyebrow and asked in a stage whisper, "What are you guys staring at-" Bonnie broke off when she noticed what had her friend in a tizzy. "Wow." Bonnie breathed. "That is a hot back."
"Yes. Yes, it is." Elena said in a sultry voice.
"Elena! You can't go around ogling strangers! You have Matt, who is the sweetest, cutest guy in Mystic Falls." Caroline told Elena in an accusatorial manner.
Elena and Bonnie raised their eyebrows at each other at Caroline's outburst. Maybe there was something to what Elena was telling Bonnie at the bonfire. It looked like Caroline was into Matt. This could be a problem. Caroline was ridiculously competitive-although most of the time, she was competing with herself since nobody who knew would volunteer for that drama.
After a moment of awkward silence, Caroline turned her attention back to the new guy.
Mystic Falls High didn't get fresh blood often, so when it did, it was an event of huge speculation and gossip. The girls continued to speculate in whispers when the object of their attention turned around and made his way out of the main office toward them. They moved out of his way and Caroline giggled nervously.
"Hello, ladies." The stranger said with a smile. He started to walk away when Caroline spoke up.
"Hi. I'm Caroline Forbes and I would love to show you around." Caroline treated him to one of her sunniest smiles and flipped her hair.
The mysterious stranger smiled down at her and said, "Sure, why not." He locked eyes with both Bonnie and Elena before the pair walked away. Elena and Bonnie stared after them.
"So, what's your name Mr. Mysterious Stranger?" Caroline said with a flirtatious tone in her voice.
"Stefan Salvatore."
"Ooh. Salvatore. Any chance you're related to the Salvatores who used to live in the abandoned boarding house?"
"Yeah actually, I'm living there with my uncle Zach."
Caroline watched Stefan's lips as he spoke. He was so hot. Don't get her wrong, she still thought that Matt was the cutest guy ever, but this new guy was super-hot. And it didn't hurt that they were getting a bunch of stares from everyone they passed in the hallway because he was new. Caroline loved being in the center of attention. Especially if she was getting that attention from a guy who looked like Stefan.
Stefan realized that Caroline was lusting after him because he could smell it rolling softly off of her in waves. He also couldn't help but notice that she unconsciously licked her lips every time he said something…or looked at her.
"Well, what class do you have first period?" Caroline leaned in toward Stefan and looked over the schedule that he held in his hand.
"Uh, I have English first. Could you tell me where that is?" Stefan treated Caroline with a warm smile.
"Of course I do! And I would love to show you the way." Caroline said flirtatiously.
"No you could just point me in a general direction-" Caroline cut him off.
"What kind of host would I be if I left you to wander the halls all alone? I am the captain of the welcoming committee after all. It's like, my sacred duty." She returned with a bubbly laugh.
Stefan acquiesced, humoring her. He followed her down the hall as she went on chattering. He had to admit that she was amusing. Who knew that when he decided to go to high school for the 40th time he would find someone that reminded him of his best friend Lexi? Sure, Caroline was a chatterbox, but there was something about her perkiness that reminded him of his best friend, Lexi. He wondered if the two would get along, they were so alike.
Bonnie groaned. She did not want to go to chemistry, but there was no way to avoid it. She had to take it to graduate. Science was her least favorite subject and to make things worse, she didn't have science with Elena or Caroline this year.
She walked into the science lab and sat at her usual spot. She looked at the empty spot next to her and wished one of her friends had science with her. The new guy from this morning chose that moment to walk in and hand his schedule to the teacher. The class went silent as they took him in. The teacher told him to sit next to Bonnie and asked Bonnie to raise her hand so " could see who his lab partner for the year was."
Stefan sat down next to Bonnie and smiled at her. "Hey. I'm Stefan."
Bonnie smiled back at him. "Hello. Please tell me that you're good at science." Bonnie said with a teasing groan.
"It's not my strong suit, but I know enough to get by. But don't worry, we'll get through the year and struggle to pass together." Stefan told Bonnie with a smile.
When the teacher began talking about the importance of memorizing the periodic table, Bonnie glanced over at Stefan and thought to herself that Stefan Salvatore was a pretty cool guy. She hoped that they could end up being good friends.
Stefan felt Bonnie glance at him and smirked. She was cute and fun to talk to. But something about her called out to him. He noticed that she was friends with a girl who looked exactly like Katherine. It looked like he had found a welcome distraction from his search for his brother. Who said you can't come home again?
As the bell rang for the end of the period, Stefan's nose twitched as a slightly unpleasant smell hit his nostrils. He discreetly surveyed the room but it didn't make sense that he was smelling another supernatural but couldn't tell what it was. He knew that Bonnie smelled delicious but he figured that had to do with her being a Bennett witch. A tan-skinned jock strolled in front of their desks and shot a smile over at Bonnie.
"Hey, Bennett. I see that the Summer treated you well." Tyler Lockwood gave Bonnie an appreciative once-over.
"Thanks, Tyler. How are you?"
"I'm chillin, you know how it is." Tyler leans into Bonnie's space a little. "You free to study later?"
Bonnie looks over at Stefan and opens her mouth to tell Tyler that she's already agreed to be Stefan's study partner when Stefan beats her to the punch.
"Bonnie already agreed to be my study partner. Sorry." Stefan says with a small smile to Tyler. Tyler looks Stefan up and down.
"New guy right?" When Stefan nods, Tyler continues. "Well new guy, Bonnie and I usually study partners so maybe you should just find someone else, okay?" Tyler says the last bit intensely as he leans over a little bit into Stefan's personal space. Stefan looks to Bonnie, who bites her lip.
"Tyler, I'm going to be Stefan's study partner this year. It just makes sense with us sitting together."
Stefan jumps in. "And since Bonnie will be showing me around. You know, cause I'm new here."
Bonnie's eyebrows raise a little in surprise but she doesn't contradict him. Tyler huffs, "Whatever." and walks off.
Stefan gathers his notebook and waits for Bonnie as she gathers her things to head into the hallway.
"You know Caroline is going to claw my eyes out right?" Bonnie says to Stefan with a slight shake of her head.
Stefan laughs. "Caroline does seem a bit...intense."
"That's one way of putting it." The two share a laugh, already fast friends. "But seriously, you should probably let Caroline show you around. She knows Mystic Falls better than anyone."
Stefan looks down a little sheepishly as he confessed, "I'm pretty familiar with Mystic Falls. My family used to live here a long time ago so I sort of grew up here."
"Really? I don't remember seeing you."
"My brother and I were mostly homeschooled. Then we moved away for a bit."
"But now you're back."
"Yeah, it's just me who's back. My brother hates it here."
Bonnie's face scrunches in sympathy. She's an only child but figures it must suck to have a sibling who hates your hometown.
"So where are you staying?"
"With my uncle Zach at the Salvatore boardinghouse."
"Nice. I've never been there but I love old houses like that."
Stefan scoffed. "You like old stuff?"
Bonnie's response is laughter. "Yeah! Old stuff has character. Buildings, books, landmarks. They're all gateways to another time. In some old houses, it's almost like you can feel the energy of the people who used to live there." The pair smile softly to themselves at the inside joke they're both laughing at for different reasons: Bonnie because she's a witch who can, of course, sense spiritual essence, and Stefan because he was a vampire who was several hundreds of years old.
Over the next few weeks, Stefan and Bonnie spent more time together as they enjoyed each other's company.
One day as they were walking out of chemistry, Stefan asked Bonnie if she wanted to hang out after school and she agreed.
"We can meet at the grill. Shoot some pool. How does 4 sound?" Stefan asked Bonnie.
"4 sounds good. See you then." Bonnie sent Stefan a smile. Bonnie continued walking down the hall to her locker when all of a sudden, Caroline appeared at her side.
"So…Bonnie. What's going on between you and Stefan?" Caroline and Bonnie walked down the hall to Bonnie's locker.
Bonnie gave Caroline a look. "What are you talking about Caroline?"
Caroline huffed. "Oh, I don't know. You guys are always talking in the halls and laughing and…stuff." Caroline's speech tapered off when she realized she had nothing else to say.
Bonnie laughed and said, "Caroline if you like Stefan, why don't you just ask him out?"
"Because he's not like regular guys. He seems so aloof and I don't think my regular strategies will work. And he's so hot, every time I'm near him, I'm afraid I'll start drooling all over him."
Bonnie laughed at the image of Caroline drooling all over Stefan like a dog.
"Well, I'm going to meet him at the grille later. You can drop by if you want, I'm sure he won't mind." She smiled at Caroline. "I'm gonna go home and relax for a bit before meeting Stefan. See you later, Care."
Caroline hugged her best friend and pulled back with a smile. "Thanks, Bonnie."
Bonnie walked into the student parking lot and headed towards her car. What she saw when she got there made her twinge. Damon was leaning nonchalantly against her car and shot Bonnie a smile once she came into view. Bonnie marched towards her car angrily but stopped a few feet away from the vampire.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bonnie demanded annoyed.
"Why Bonnie, is that any way to treat a friend?" Damon looked at Bonnie widening his eyes a little.
"How the hell do you know my name? And we are not friends!"
"Well, it's not hard to figure out what your name is when that pretty brunette and the airhead blonde you hang out with say your name all the time. Hmm. I wonder if they say your name while you guys do naughty things to each other…" Damon licked his lips at the imagery.
"You've been watching me and my friends?" She couldn't help the little tremor that was under her words. The thought of this psycho watching her friends while she was unaware did not sit well with her.
Damon leaned in towards Bonnie. "Of course, I have, Bonnie. But onto more important subjects, like why you resisted my compulsion. I know you're a witch Bonnie, and it wasn't very nice of you to keep something so important from me." He ended the with a menacing growl.
Bonnie's throat caught in her throat, but she managed to say, "I don't know what you're talking about."
At this, the vampire flashed to Bonnie, making her gasp. "Don't lie to me. I saw you on your bed, on multiple occasions, flipping through a grimoire." He stepped in close to her, slightly cupping her face. "Now grimoires are only something witches have. So, I've concluded," Damon licked his lips and continued, "that you resisted my compulsion because you're a witch."
Bonnie hadn't known this, so she filed it under information to be looked at later. She wanted to know more about compulsion and other things that the vampire could do to mess with her mind but didn't want to give him any more advantages than he already had. "So you can't control me?"
He laughed. "Oh, Bonnie. I don't have to compel you to get you to do the things I want. I can just use my body to bend your will to mine." He leaned in and rubbed the tip of his nose against her hairline, making Bonnie jerk her head away. He smiled against the skin of her temple. Bonnie's eyes searched the relatively empty parking lot and wondered why no one thought anything of the leather-clad man encroaching on Bonnie's personal space.
"I don't always have to use force. Sometimes, pleasure is the best way to persuade someone to see what's good for them." He looked down at her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "And my name is Damon. I want you to know the name that you're going to be screaming when I finally get into those delightful cotton panties. And the next time I feed on you, you'll be screaming my name in pleasure, not pain." He made his way to her neck and Bonnie tried to push him away when suddenly he was ripped from her.
Bonnie opened her eyes and saw the vampire facing off with Stefan. She was surprised to see him but relieved. Stefan had placed himself between Damon and Bonnie.
"Saint Stefan. Long time no see. So what brings you back to Mystic Falls. Feeling a little nostalgic?" Damon ended that last bit with a widening of his eyes.
Stefan stared the other man down. "What are you doing here Damon? There is nothing left here for you. You need to leave."
Damon rushed Stefan. "You don't get to tell me what to do, little brother. I call the shots around here and I say that you leave the delectable Bonnie here and I to finish up our business."
Stefan didn't budge. "You stay away from Bonnie. From now on, you don't have any business with her."
Damon looked from his brother to the witch. He didn't like the fact that Stefan was standing in his way of getting to know the witch, but he choked it up to Stefan's saintly instincts. He knew that he wouldn't be getting close to Bonnie now that Stefan had seen him with her, so he decided to change up his strategy.
Damon raised his hands in a placating maneuver. "Okay, okay. You're right. I don't have any business with Bonnie. But maybe I'll have some with the bubbly blonde, what was her name? Oh, Caroline, right?" Damon smirked at Bonnie over Stefan. "I'm sure her blood won't taste as good as Bonnie's but I could use a snack and I'm not that picky.
And with that, he sped off with that supernatural speed of his and left a shaking Bonnie and confused Stefan in his wake.
Stefan looked at Bonnie and sighed upon seeing the confusion on her face. "I know you have a lot of questions, Bonnie. And I promise that I will answer all of them, but first, we need to go somewhere less open."
Bonnie stared at the man in front of her and sighed. "We can head to my house, but what's to stop him from coming there? He already said that he was watching me, which means he knows where I live." Bonnie finished with a shudder.
"Damon can't come in unless you invite him…and neither can I." Stefan looked steadily at Bonnie.
"So you're a…" Bonnie let the rest unsaid as she took a small step to the side.
Stefan sighed and said "Yes, but you have nothing to fear from me. We'll talk more but we need to get to your house."
Bonnie took several deep breaths as she looked at her choices. She could trust Stefan and possibly get some answers or she could take her chances trying to get home without Damon getting to her first. "Okay. But you are going to answer any questions I have, you got that?"
"Alright. Lead the way."
The pair stepped into Bonnie's car and settled into an awkward silence and didn't say anything until they arrived at Bonnie's house.
"So how exactly do we do this?" Bonnie asked as they walked up to her porch. She turned her gaze to his questioningly.
"Well, all you have to say is 'Come in' and the vampire that you address will have the ability to come into your home."
Bonnie unlocked her door and turned to look at Stefan. She knew that Stefan and Damon were both vampires, but she also knew that Stefan had stepped in when Damon showed up. It was this thought that helped Bonnie make her decision to go with the devil she knew rather than the one she didn't; or rather the one she knew but wished she didn't. She took a few deep breaths and said "Stefan, you may come in."
Stefan stepped through the doorway and closed the door. He looked around and said, "You've got a nice house, Bonnie."
"Thank you. But, you promised me some answers, and I intend to get them." She waved him to the living room and watched as he sat down on the couch. She sat perched on the edge of a chair across the room. Stefan took notice of this and frowned.
He clasped his hands together and placed his arms on his knees. He leaned forward a bit and said, "Bonnie, I know you're a bit…wary of me… and considering what I am, I understand. But that doesn't mean that we can't be friends. I want you to feel as comfortable with me as you did all those times in science." While he was saying this, he didn't break eye contact with Bonnie. Noticing that she didn't completely relax, he sighed and told her to ask her questions.
For the rest of the afternoon, and well into the evening, Bonnie and Stefan talked about vampires and Stefan's relationship with his brother. By the end of the night, the links of a strong friendship between Bonnie and Stefan had begun to form.
Around 8'o'clock, Stefan got up to leave. Bonnie rose to walk him to the door. As she opened the door to let him out, Bonnie's cell phone began to buzz in her pocket. She took it out and looked at the number.
"Crap! I forgot about Caroline!" Stefan gave her a questioning look and she shook her head. Answering the phone, Bonnie began apologizing automatically, when the voice on the other line stopped her.
"Now, now Bonnie. No need to apologize. Caroline is safe with me. We just had a nice dinner and let me tell you, she was delicious."
Bonnie looked at Stefan, whose brows were furrowed as he listened to the conversation.
"What have you done to Caroline, you monster?"
Damon sighed. "Insulting me is not the way to get what you want, Bonnie. And I haven't done much to Caroline. But let me tell you that her blood is not nearly as sweet as yours."
"Where are you?"
"Ah, ah, ah. Caroline is somewhere where neither you nor that annoying brother of mine can get her. Would you like to know how you can get her back?"
"I wanna know that she's okay. Put her on the phone."
"As you wish." Some was shuffling around and then Caroline's voice came on the phone.
"Hi, Bonnie. You know you never showed up at the Grille like you said you would. But that's okay because Damon has been nice to me."
Bonnie didn't understand how Caroline sounded so normal, but she was just glad that Caroline sounded like she was okay. "What do you want Damon?"
"Oh, that's easy. I want you." Bonnie's breath caught in her throat.
"What are you talking about?"
"Bonnie I want you to come to the Salvatore boarding house in 20 minutes. Or I will drain Caroline of all her blood and drop the body on your doorstep."
Bonnie gasped and looked at Stefan who was scowling so hard, there were deep grooves in his forehead.
"Fine, but you have to swear that you won't hurt Caroline."
"I promise not to kill her, but I can't guarantee that she'll remain unharmed if you take too long to get here."
"Fine! Fine." Bonnie heaved a deep sigh. "I'll be there in 20 minutes."
Damon smiled so hard you could hear it in his voice. "There's a good girl. Oh, and Bonnie?"
"What?"
"Pack a bag, cause you'll be staying for a while."
Bonnie ended the call and stared at Stefan. He blinked a few times and told her, "I won't let Damon hurt you. I live in that house and Damon hasn't lived there in a long time. Since he told you to pack a bag, you're probably going to stay there for a while, which means he's planning to stay put, at least for a while. I might not be as strong as Damon because I don't feed on human blood, I will do everything in my power to make sure that he doesn't do anything to you or Caroline. You just go pack a bag and I'll go talk to Damon, see if I can make him see reason."
Bonnie nodded her head but knew that things could only get worse from here. She went upstairs to pack her bag. She wanted to cry at how fast her life seemed to unravel after the bonfire. She saw her grimoire on the bed and knew that there was no time for tears. It was then that Bonnie decided that she would find a way to end Damon if it was the last thing she did.
Bonnie looked at Stefan as they drove to the boarding house. The atmosphere was tense and silent.
"I'm not sure what Damon's going to do when we get there, but we have to be prepared for anything." Stefan looked at Bonnie, whose hands were clenched around the steering wheel.
Stefan sighed deeply.
"Bonnie, I will do all that I can to make sure that we get both you and Caroline away from Damon unscathed." He looked at her and waited until she stiffly nodded.
"I'm not sure what Damon has done to Caroline, but uh, it's probably safe to assume that he's fed on her." Stefan paused to make sure Bonnie understood what he was saying.
Bonnie nodded her head, although she wasn't completely focused on what Stefan was saying because she was too busy imagining scenarios for when they arrived at the boarding house. In the middle of one where Damon opened the door and ripped her throat out, they pulled up to the boarding house. Bonnie pulled her bag out of the back seat and walked up to the door, Stefan by her side.
Bonnie knocked on the door and swallowed as she waited for it to open.
The door swung open and Damon stood there, with his arm draped on Caroline's waist. Caroline's head lolled on Damon's shoulder with a dreamy expression.
"Caroline! Are you okay?" Bonnie asked anxiously.
"Oh don't worry Bonnie. She's fine, just a little loopy. It's a side effect of being compelled." Damon said nonchalantly. "And she might be a little woozy from blood loss, but eh." He smiled.
"What have you done to her?" Bonnie asked worriedly as she looked at Caroline who looked as if she were drugged.
Damon ignored her and looked at Stefan. "Stefan! The prodigal son has returned to Mystic Falls. For what, pray tell?" Damon wiggled his eyebrows a bit and smirked.
"Just let the girls go and we can hash it out, just like old times." Stefan tried to reason with his brother.
Damon smiled. "Come on, Stef. You know me better than that. Do you think that I went to all this trouble to just let them go when you bat your eyelashes and say pretty please?" Damon's eyes widened and narrowed in quick succession, sending a shiver down Bonnie's back as she watched the interaction.
"They've done nothing to you. We both know it's me you want, so just let. Them. Go." Stefan ended the statement with a growl.
Damon's top lip quivered in annoyance at the threat in Stefan's voice and bit into Caroline's throat, the blood spraying the door and the entryway. He threw Caroline towards Stefan and he snatched Bonnie over the threshold, crushing her in his arms.
Stefan caught Caroline and his face vamped out as he looked at the blood on her neck. He took deep breaths to force the urge to drain the girl in his arms back. He tried to run into the house and was rebuffed by an invisible force. Stefan placed his hand on the invisible wall that prevented him from stepping into the boarding house and screamed at Damon. "What have you done? Why can't I get in?"
"Aw, don't worry Stefan. I'll keep Bonnie safe. You just take care of Blondie there and make sure your ripper urges don't get the best of ya'." Damon shut the door on Stefan's incredulous facial expression.
Stefan stared at the closed door in anger. He looked at the girl he held in his arms. Her heartbeat was faint but steady. Frustrated, he bit into his wrist and pressed his wrist to her mouth. As she drank his blood, he heard her heartbeat strengthen. Once he felt that she drank enough he pulled his wrist away. He picked her up bridal style and turned away from the boarding house.
Caroline looked so fragile in his arms. He sighed and shook Caroline a bit so he could ask her where she lived.
"Stefan?" Caroline asked, her throat scratchy.
"Caroline, I need you to tell me where you live so I can take you home."
"Where am I? Ooh. Why do I feel like crap? Did we do something naughty?"
Stefan couldn't believe that she was hitting on him at a time like this, but given that Damon probably compelled her to forget the feeding. "Caroline, I need you to tell me where you live NOW!"
Caroline jumped a bit in his arms and told him the address in a small voice. "You didn't have to scream at me." Stefan sighed but didn't answer her. He used his vampire speed to get to Caroline's house, wondering how Damon prevented him from getting into the boarding house.
Back at the boarding house
"I'm glad you were smart enough to hold onto your bag when I pulled you in because there is no way I'm letting you step foot out of this house for anything. You want a drink?" He asked as he made his way to the liquor cabinet.
Bonnie stood uncomfortably in the living room of the boarding house. A million things were running through her head. But she didn't want to say the wrong thing.
"How come Stefan couldn't get in? I thought vampires couldn't go into a house unless they were invited in, but this is his house, so…" Bonnie inquired.
"So I see Stefan filled you in on us vamps huh? Well, let's just say I know someone who can cast spells to keep unwanted beings out of my house." Damon poured himself some bourbon and shot it back in one go.
Making his way toward Bonnie, he smirked as he heard her heartbeat spike up. "Do I make you nervous Bonnie?" He invaded her personal space, appreciating the way she stiffened. It showed that her instincts recognized him as the predator he was. He circled her, liking the way she tried to keep in her sights, turning when he did, until they were doing a sort of dance.
Tired of the dance, Damon nudged her onto the couch. Bonnie looked up at him, saying nothing. He settled over her, leaning his body ever so slightly into hers and using his arms to keep most of his weight off of her.
"I bet I do make you nervous, but not entirely because you think I'm going to rip your throat out." He leaned forward, making Bonnie press herself into the arm of the couch. He licked his lips. "I bet that you're nervous because you're attracted to me and I don't blame you." He stared into her eyes as he said this and knew the exact moment her eyes seemed to fire up.
"I would never be attracted to you. You make me sick. So if you're going to rape me, don't fool yourself into thinking that I want you." Bonnie scoffed in disgust and tried to get off the couch.
He didn't let her get up. "Now don't pretend that you don't want me. Feel free to openly hate me if you'd like but I can smell the arousal whenever I come close to you." He smiled down at the girl he caged in with his arms. "The most interesting part is that you don't wanna be attracted to me, but your body can't seem to help it." He took in the way her body clenched at his words and smiled in satisfaction.
He got off of the couch and started to walk away.
"What do you want with me?"
"There are so many things I want from you Bonnie, but right now, you don't need to worry your pretty little head about anything but heading to bed. We have a very busy day tomorrow and I need you well-rested." With that he walked away, leaving Bonnie to stare after him in confusion tinged with a bit of panic.
She grabbed the bag she dropped at the door and glanced around to see if Damon was around. When she didn't see him, she slowly opened the door and tried to step out quietly. When she was rebuffed by an invisible force field, she tried again.
"I can't even leave you alone for a few seconds without you trying something? Well, in that case, I want you to meet someone. Bree, would you step out here for a moment?"
A beautiful dark-skinned woman stepped out of the kitchen and stood beside Damon.
"The beautiful Bree here is a witch and she is the reason nobody is allowed to leave this house. Well, except for me of course. And Bree." Damon crossed his arms. "Bree, I'm going to need you to put her to sleep."
Bonnie started to panic. "What do you mean 'put me to sleep'?" Her voice got shriller and shriller as she heard Bree begin to chant. Bonnie's body gave out as a deep sleep overtook her. Damon rushed to grab her before her body could hit the ground.
Damon smiled his thanks at Bree, who nodded her head and headed towards the door.
Before leaving, she turned towards Damon who had begun to make his way up the steps.
"Make sure that you don't leave any marks on her body. Elijah wouldn't be too pleased with that." And with that parting shot, Bree left the Salvatore boarding house.
Flashback
Bonnie was at her grandmother's house, sitting with her in the living room, and was getting frustrated. She was trying to levitate a lamp and it was really difficult. Her grams was sitting in her easy chair, watching Bonnie steadily.
"Grams, I don't think I can do this. I'm not ready-", Bonnie got up with a huff and pushed her hair back, and started to pace a little.
"Sit down Bonnie. You're doing fine. Understandably, you'll get frustrated the first few times, but moving things with your mind will get easier with practice. Now take a deep breath and try again. Just remember not to break my lamp." Grams told Bonnie with a small laugh.
Bonnie nodded her head and sat back down. She took several deep breaths and focused her attention on the lamp. The lamp wiggled a little but didn't lift off of the table.
Bonnie sighed and sat back in her chair. Grams knew that Bonnie was too frustrated to accomplish anything else today, so she got up and went to comfort her granddaughter. She sat down on the arm of the chair where Bonnie sat. "Bonnie, it's alright. You'll get it. Now how about I treat my favorite grandbaby to some ice cream?"
Bonnie looked up at her grandmother and smiled. "Alright, Grams. I'll go get it." Bonnie got up to get two bowls of vanilla ice cream. "Aw, thank you, baby. You know these old bones don't move like they used to." Grams settled into the chair that Bonnie had just vacated with a smile.
Bonnie laughed and rolled her eyes in the kitchen. She knew her grandmother was in perfect health for her age. "Oh, I know Grams. You sure you don't want to invest in a cane?"
Grams was not amused. "Now don't start getting fresh. Just bring me my ice cream."
Bonnie laughed. "Yes ma'am." Bonnie came into the living room carrying the two bowls of ice cream. She handed one bowl to her grandmother and settled in Grams's easy chair to eat her own. They spent the rest of the afternoon discussing school, Bonnie's relationship with her friends, and nothing else in particular.
End flashback
Bonnie wrapped her fists with gauze, giving the scabs on her hands a blank look.
"I can help you patch that up." Bonnie stopped and raised her eyes to consider Damon.
"No, thanks."
He shrugged. "Just trying to help Bon-Bon."
"Don't call me that!" There was a whoosh of air as he invaded her space.
"I know you think that since you've gotten in touch with your powers that you can take me." He stepped towards her until her back was against the bar. "But you are not my equal little witch so stop YELLING at me before I get upset." His eyes did that bugging out thing as he finished and Bonnie's heart raced. She quickly ran over the most destructive spells she could think of in case she had to hurt him to get away. Damon smelled her fear and smiled to himself internally. Without a word, he walked away. Bonnie went into the bathroom, her hands twinging from clenching so tightly. She wasn't sure how long she could do this. Why hadn't anyone come for her? Didn't anyone notice she was gone? She took some deep breaths and told herself to pull it together.
"Bonnie." She whipped around but didn't see anything. She could have sworn she heard her Grams.
"Bonnie." Still nothing.
"Look in the mirror child." Bonnie's eyes met Sheila Bennett's in the bathroom mirror and she gasped.
"Grams?" She whispered. Sheila nodded.
"Now I can't hold this spell much longer. Where are you?" Bonnie faltered and then whispered, "I was kidnapped by this vampire Damon and there are these other vampires that watch this witch train me-"
"Witch? What witch? What's her name?"
" Uh, her name is Bree." "Bree what?"
"I don't know Grams. I didn't ask her last name." Sheila looked disappointed.
"Well alright, baby. I'm working on finding you. How far do you think you are from Mystic Falls?"
"I don't know. This house is...big. And the grounds are huge."
Sheila humphed. "Well, if you paid more attention during our tea times, you'd know how to do a location spell...You never paid me any mind, you thought I was always drunk."
Bonnie exhaled heavily. "Grams!" She interjected sharply. "Is that blood?!" Red droplets fell onto Sheila's blouse.
"It's the spell. Holding this form takes a lot of energy out of me." Her image flickered in and out. "Bonnie, don't let them drink from you. I won't be able to find you if-" Sheila's face cut out.
Sheila Bennett twisted the ring on her forefinger and considered her options. The protection spell she'd put around the town had wobbled and she'd paid it no mind. Now the Originals had Bonnie and she struggled to make believe that it wasn't her fault. She grabbed a bottle of brandy for her afternoon tea and as she unscrewed the bottle, the familiar and comforting scent of alcohol brought her mind back to the mirror spell that had let her know her grandbaby was alright.
She leaned back on the couch and thought to herself, "Oh, Bonnie. I'm so sorry."
Sheila was startled out of her thoughts when there was a knock on the door. When she got up to answer it, Elena Gilbert's furrowed brows greeted her. "Hello, Elena. Everything alright?" Elena pushed her hair behind her ear and took a deep breath.
"I think Bonnie's in trouble." Sheila kept her composure.
"What makes you think that dear?" Elena made a conscious effort not to roll her eyes.
"Bonnie hasn't been to school in two months. And Caroline is acting weird too. And I don't know what to do!" Elena's mini-rant ended on a frantic note. Sheila stepped onto the porch and gathered the young woman to her chest.
"I know you're worried about Bonnie, but the best thing you can do for her is to go home."
Elena stepped back and protested. "But Bonnie-"
"Shush child. I know. And I'm working on bringing Bonnie back home safely. Now go home and get some rest. Sheila pushed the girl away and went back inside. As Elena made her way home, a gentleman in an impeccably tailored suit watched her progress with a shocked facial expression.
"Katerina." He whispered. Elena fiddled with her phone and turned around because she thought she'd heard something. She pulled up her favorites list and called Caroline. It took Caroline 5 rings to answer and when she did, her chirpy, "Hey Elena." competed with the loud pop music that played in the background.
"Can we meet at Mona's? I need to talk to you about something."
There was a pause that was a beat too long. "Sure, but I won't be able to get there for at least 20 mins."
Elena nodded, "Yeah, that's fine.