Hello all and thanks for reading. In this chapter Kol and Stefan's character's are introduced. They maybe a little OOC because they're not vampires and for me that seem like the source of most of their pain. I'm also sorry that it seem like their isn't a lot of agency in Bonnie's character, but for me I'd see her doing whatever it takes to survive, and make it back home someday.

"I can't believe you told Caroline about Bonnie." Mason was pissed at his nephew after all the trouble he went through to pull this together Tyler had let a vital piece of information get into the wrong hands. Caroline was too pure of heart to let this go on quietly. There wasn't much anyone could do at this point. They couldn't just send Bonnie back. They had to make a move and they had to make one soon.

"My dad would not have been cool with this Mason. This is beyond dangerous. You don't still from feds. It doesn't take a genius to figure out why," Tyler yelled at his uncle.

Tyler knew Caroline and Mason being in a car alone was going to led to this, but he was glad they were almost home. He managed to silence Caroline who sat in the back of the van watching something on her kindle.

"I know what I'm doing Ty, you can get behind me, or"-

"I'm not just going to leave you hanging man, you're my family. No matter how wrong you are I'm on your side."

"Good," Mason agreed.

"But you do realize you're wrong right? Bonnie's cool and this is fucked up," Tyler said examining his uncle.

"Of course," Mason agreed, but he didn't care. He wasn't going to let himself care.

Bonnie had never been to the gyno before, but she'd heard stories about it from her friends Greta and Lexi. Damon was giving her the silent treatment for some reason. It wasn't like she cared, well she tried not to care. She had every right to be mad at him. He was partially responsible for her current predicament. She just missed her family, and if she could just tell them she was ok she'd be happy.

Unfortunately for her Damon had one laptop-his, which he kept under lock and key in his room. There was no land line in the boardinghouse either just Damon's cell, which spent more time in his pocket than anything else. Bonnie had only seen him use it twice in the time she had been there.

"Are you hungry?" Damon asked as he pulled into the lot of a diner.

"So it does talk?" Bonnie smile at him.

"I'll take that as a no," Damon growled.

"Do we have to do this all the time?" To be honest their constant fighting was exhausting, yet neither of them seemed to cave.

"You tell me Bonnie. I'm trying so hard to treat you like an adult, but you insist on acting like a little girl," he said through greeted teeth. He hated how she was so mean to him all the time, yet it just made him try to treat her better. The harder he tried to be nice to her the farther she'd push him away.

"This is hard Damon I'm not like you, I can't just find a new family and move on," she yelled.

What the fuck did she just say? Damon's heart was racing in his chest. He had never wanted to strangle anyone more than he wanted to strangle her. Then again he'd have to pay her asking price if she was damaged before she was sold. "That's not what happened, and if you ever say anything like that to me again I may forget myself," Damon said making sure to budge his eye in the way she hated.

Bonnie swallowed. She hated how Damon could look so beautiful and menacing all at once. Her heart was banging against her chest threatening to run away. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," Bonnie said.

"Now you know how I feel," he smiled a humorless smile at her.

"I could go for a burger and fries," Bonnie smiled at him trying to move on and pretend she didn't just fuck up.

"Okay," Damon said getting out of the car. "Stay here and don't step a pretty little toe out of this car."

"You don't have to threaten me," Bonnie said playing in her hair.

"I know, it's just fun."

It didn't take terribly long for Damon to return, but someone else was with him. He had copper blonde hair and the greenest eyes Bonnie had ever seen. They got into the car and Damon handed Bonnie her food. "Ciao bella," he smiled at her. That was all it took for Bonnie to piece together the puzzle. Obviously, he was a Salvatore, and judging by his age he had to be Stefan, Caroline's twin.

"You must be Stefan," Bonnie laughed.

"Yes I am what gave it away?" he asked.

"The Italian," Bonnie said flashing her eyes in Damon's direct than back at Stefan.

"You know I taught him everything he knows," Stefan said proudly. His demeanor was rather serious for his joke and it made it funnier.

"Is that so," Bonnie laughed again.

"Of course. Are you doubting me Bonnie Bennett?" Stefan asked.

"Just a little," she giggled.

The pair went on talking as if they've known each other for years. Damon really didn't appreciate being left out of the conversation, or how easy it was for Stefan to make Bonnie laugh. She never laughed that hard at any of Tyler's jokes, hell she barely snickered at his. Bonnie was telling Stefan things about her family, and her friends. What the fuck was going on.

"And then Caroline punched him in the face," Stefan said telling Bonnie about how he made Tyler kissed Caroline on Valentine's Day in fourth grade.

"Poor Tyler," Bonnie giggled.

Thank god they had finally reached Meredith's clinic. Damon didn't know how many more childhood stories he could make it through. The fact that they were acting like he was invisible was making Damon ready to kill someone. Stefan got out first and opened the car door for Bonnie.

"Thanks," she said as she took his hand and Stefan led her to the huge hospital building.

"Anything for you bella," Stefan said smiling down at Bonnie.

"Maybe you should give her some personal space, you don't want word to get back to Elena that you walked into the OBGYN with some stranger," Damon teased.

"That would be okay, because unlike any relationship you've ever been in we trust each other," Stefan said turning and looking back at Damon. He pulled Bonnie closer to him and turned around.

Damon was going to punch his brother in the face. His knuckles inched in anticipation of the sting from the contact. Damon didn't realize it until than but Bonnie's arm was wrapped around Stefan's waist. What the hell was going on? It was like Elena all over again. "Stefan don't you have something to do?" Damon asked as he opened Meredith's office door.

"That can wait until we're finished here," Stefan shrugged.

"No, no it can't. You know what would've happened if it could wait? I'd be doing it myself," Damon snapped. He needed to put some space between Stefan and Bonnie before the inevitable happened and she fell in love with him.

"Fine party-pooper," Stefan mumbled as he got out of his seat in the waiting room. "I'm sorry Bonnie, but I have to leave you in the hands of an asshole," Stefan said with an apologetic look on his face.

"I guess I can forgive you just once," she said playing along with him.

"Have fun," Stefan said with a wink on his way out.

Bonnie picked up a magazine and giggled to herself. Damon tried to not let the glowing grin on Bonnie's face affect him, but he hated the fact that Stefan effortlessly made her smile like that. The only time Damon made Bonnie smile like was when she was laughing at him, not with him. Damon got up and walked over to the receptionist. "I have an appointment for Agnes at two," Damon said.

"Meredith isn't in today Damon," Monica said. Damon had been taking Caroline and Stefan to Meredith office since he was old enough to drive. The second he was old enough to do anything Giuseppe stopped doing it. Damon practically raised Stefan and Caroline on his own.

"I called you yesterday Mon and you told me," Damon started.

"I said her office will be open today, but she's not in. Someone else is seeing her patients and you might not like who it is," Monica confessed.

"Fine who is it Monica?" Damon asked. This day couldn't get any worst.

"Damon we were hoping to see you today, right Monica?" Kol asked as he walked a patient to the front. "And you must be my two o'clock. Agnes right," Kol greeted.

"Agnes?" Bonnie said shooting a questioning look at Damon.

"Yes Agnes is here for her appointment," Damon answered.

"Great come on back. Here is Nora's chart I explained the prescription to her so just gloss over it," Kol said grabbing a sign in form for Bonnie to fill out. "See you soon mate." Damon needed a drink and lucky for him there was a restaurant across the street.

"So what's your name," Kol asked as he handed Bonnie a clipboard and pen.

"Apparently, Agnes," Bonnie frowned as she filled out her medical history.

Kol laughed, "I know your name is not Agnes. Damon had a dog named Agnes and she died when we were kids, for some reason that's the cover name he uses."

"So he named me after his died dog, that's great," Bonnie smiled as she handed Kol her chart.

"Are you going to tell me your name?"

"Bonnie."

"Hm doesn't means beautiful? Your parents had that right," Kol smiled up at her than looked over her chart some more, "Wow this is your first time," Kol smiled. "I'm always gentle love, so don't worry," he said as he finished looking over her chart and washed his hand. "Could you put on the gown for me?"

Bonnie disrobed and put on the pink hospital gown. "This feels like a snuggy," Bonnie laughed trying to not think about how uncomfortable she was.

"Yeah well don't go falling asleep in my examination room," Kol smiled at her. "Relax," Kol smiled. "Now we get to know each other a little better."

"Great," Bonnie said with all the fake enthusiasm she could muster.

Kol found her remake amusing. "How long has it been since your last period?"

"A month," Bonnie guessed she really had no idea what day it was.

"Are you irregular?"

"Sometimes," she shrugged.

"How long has it been since you've last had intercourse?"

"A couple months I guess," Bonnie answered.

"How many partners have you had in the past year?" Kol asked

"Is that even necessary for you to know?" Bonnie asked getting annoyed with his interrogation.

"I know this is the last place you want to be after what you've been through, but this isn't even the worst of it," Kol confessed.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing love, just please answer," Kol said regretting opening his big trap.

"You know I was kidnapped don't you," Bonnie asked. She suspected at much when he mentioned the name.

"Look, Bonnie there are rules for a reason," Kol said.

"You sound like Damon. You know there are rules against kidnapping people they're called laws," she snapped. "I just need to know why I'm here?"

"I don't know that Bonnie. I haven't been in that part of the family business for a while now," Kol said apologetically.

"So you're a Salvatore too?" Bonnie asked not really seeing the resemblance.

"No I'm a Mikaelson, my father Mikael started all of this," Kol confessed. He loved his family, but like his older brother Finn he didn't agree with what they've become. The second he got a scholarship to the farthest school in the country he was gone. He never planned on coming back, but something about the loyalty and permanence of family brought him here.

"So you guys just take kids from their homes and sell them like it's nothing?" Bonnie questioned.

"Nothing in this world is as simple as right and wrong Bonnie. This business isn't cut and dry. If it was than Damon, Stefan, Tyler, and Caroline-they wouldn't be in it. Hell none of us would. What we do helps kids. It's not ideal, but it's what we do," Kol smiled.

"Is that in some brochure or something?" Bonnie asked. That had to be the hundredth time someone told her that and it was starting to make her physically sick.

"Its actually tattooed to Damon's pale ass. We have to read and recite it whenever we do something wrong," Kol said with a shiver.

Bonnie laughed despite herself. After a little poking, prying, probing, and smearing she was finished, but Kol was gentle and funny. He had a slightly dark humor, but she liked it. Bonnie was trying to be resilient and crying about her plight wasn't going to help her get home. She just needed to figure out where they were and find a way to contact her father.

"Don't tell Damon I gave you these," Kol said giving Bonnie three months of birth control. "This is a low dose and will help regulate you. If you need more tell Caroline."

"Was he a gentleman?" Stefan asked as he put his arm around Bonnie.

"Of course I was," Kol said pulling Damon to the side.

"So what's the verdict?" Damon asked.

"She's been sexually active for four years, and I'm sure she doesn't have anything, but all the results should be in soon," Kol said flipping through his notes than he paused. "You're not going to you know?" Kol asked.

"If you want to knock yourself out," Damon shrugged wanting one less thing to worry about.

"I'm not doing it. We don't do shit like that Damon," Kol yelled.

"Look you're dad started this, and one of your brothers brought her here," Damon stressed.

"My dad made us traders he didn't make us monsters. You can't Damon," Kol stressed.

"Do you honestly think I want to have sex with her? I was promised that I'd never have to do this again. This isn't you're ass on the line it's mine. And despite how bitches Bonnie can be I kindda like the kid."-

"Than you can't rape her. She doesn't deserve that," Kol stressed.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I can change her files," Kol suggested.

"What do you think is going to happen when Meredith gets back?" Damon knew lying wouldn't work it never did. Somehow Mikael and Giuseppe was always a step ahead of them.

"Meredith won't be back for a while. No one is going to know anything," Kol said.

"If they find out I didn't know a thing about this. Its all on you," Damon smiled.

"You were always a coward," Kol smirked.

"A coward that can kick your ass."

"You hit me with a baseball bat I hardly call that fair," Kol yelled.

"I was ten, and you hotwired the car and killed my dog."

"Agnes should have watched where she was going."

"She was blind," Damon yelled

"Well, you should have put her on a leash."

"Shut up before I kill you," Damon said turning and leaving.

"Why are you here again?" Damon asked as Stefan spoon feed Bonnie white sauce. Stefan had come home for the first time since he left with Elena six months ago. Apparently, Rebekah and Elena were on a trip to their house in Milan. Stefan was bored with Elijah and Klaus was off doing business. That left him no choice but to come home.

"I miss my brother," Stefan smiled. "You wanna try some Pete?"

"I guess," Peter shrugged.

"Yes or no," Damon corrected.

"Yes sir," Peter answered.

"He's a kid not a robot," Stefan frowned.

"You know the rules, live them or leave them," Damon said giving Stefan the same ultimatum their dad did.

Stefan looked over at Damon not understanding what his problem was. He came home to spend time with Damon, but he spent the whole weekend being a douche. "Fine," Stefan agreed and Bonnie narrowed her eyes at Damon.

Damon watched as Bonnie walked over to the cabinet and got plates. "Do you want to help me set the table Pete?" Bonnie asked.

"Yes ma'am," Peter nodded as he carefully took the plates from Bonnie and carried them like Damon showed him.

"What's your deal?" Stefan asked as Damon tasted his sauce.

"This needs more perm," he said grabbing the cheese and the grater. "Try this," Damon said.

"Look I'm not going to pretend like everything is fine, because that's what works in this family. Obviously you're upset with me. Tell me what I did and stop acting like a douche," Stefan yelled.

"I'm not acting like a douche, you're the one being a cunt. You can't just walk in here and take over. I've been here alone for the past six month doing what I'm supposed to Stefan. I'm sorry we all don't get the luxury of picking and choosing when we're going to be apart of this family," Damon yelled.

"Is this really about Elena? How many ways can I say I'm sorry before you get it. I didn't intend on falling in love with her it just happened," Stefan said but he stopped when he noticed that Damon was laughing. "What's so funny."

Stefan's naïve ass really thought all of this was about Elena. Damon could give two shits about her whiny ass. Hell, Stefan did him a favor by moving her out of the boardinghouse. This wasn't about Elena this was about Bonnie. It was about Stefan moving in here and becoming her hero. It was about Peter looking to Stefan for direction and forgetting everything Damon taught him. It was about Stefan coming into his kitchen and making that poor excuse for a white sauce knowing he was taught better than that.

"The fact that you can be so clueless. This isn't about Elena. I don't care about what you do, or who you love. I'm you're brother and I told you I have got your back. I'm pissed about the fact that you're acting like you don't have any home training. I'm mad that you've so easily forgot what it is we do," Damon accused.

"Damon they're going to be fine. They wouldn't place them somewhere they wouldn't be okay," Stefan said shocked by Damon's words. Who gave a shit if Peter was polite and could clean and cook. He was like ten he was going somewhere to be a ten year old boy, not to a sweatshop.

"We don't know that Stefan, it's happened before, people say one thing and do another. I'm not going to let that happen again," Damon yelled.

"You were seven there was nothing you could've done to help Isa," Stefan said immediately seeing the connection. The first couple of homes Isobel was in weren't up to par. She was raped in the first house, and the second nearly beaten to death. Damon always blamed himself for that. Giuseppe was going to keep Isobel to look after Stefan and Caroline, but Isobel had pleaded with Sara Salvatore to keep her brother, and that's what happened.

"Just follow the rules, they're what keep us safe," Damon said carrying the dish out to the dining table.

"Damon," Bonnie said knocking on his door post. He was praying and really needed some space from her. Bonnie was making him into a douchebag. He was finding it hard to keep his feelings in check when he was in her presence. She just was so beautiful, and strong, and cunning. He looked at her in her natural state. Her chocolate tussles were loss and wet from her shower, and she just had on a black wife beater and black and pink shorts from Victoria's Secret.

"Yes Bonnie?" Damon said coming over to the girl.

"I heard you and Stefan fighting," she said.

"Look I don't need a hug, and you should learn not to eavesdrop on people," Damon yelled.

He always does that. Whenever Bonnie was trying to be nice he'd just flip out. "You know," Bonnie started and stopped. "Goodnight," she said.

Damon knew that if the shoe was on the other foot Bonnie would've chewed his ass out. However, he had this weird urge to be nice to her. "Thanks for caring considering I'm holding you hostage," Damon smiled at her. "Goodnight."

Bonnie wrapped her arms around Damon's waist. This surprised him, but he quickly caught on and wrapped his arms around her. He loved how her body felt and molded to fit his. The warmth and moisture from her shower still clanged to her skin. He could smell the honey and lavender of Caroline's soap on her body.

Bonnie's heart sped in her chest when Damon's arms wrapped around her. She didn't mean to hug him, now there was no quick escape. She allowed him to hold her and noted the sweet scent of his cologne and the softness of his t-shirt. Damon's arms tightened around her and she looked up at him. As he noted the movement he looked down. Somewhere in the confusion their lips brushed and they immediately let go of each other and stared. Neither of them said a thing, but Damon bent over and kissed her.

Bonnie thought about backing away from him, but her hand found its way into Damon's hair and she pulled his lips down closer to hers. Damon walked over and closed the door. He pressed Bonnie against it and wrapped her legs around his waist. He wasn't going to do anything, but he was going to do a lot.

Damon slid his hand up her thigh and around the curve of her ass, and all Bonnie did was kiss him back. That was a good sign. Damon moved his erection against her hot core, and nibbled her neck. Bonnie let out a little moan, and Damon wanted to make her scream his name. He lifted her a little higher and worked his hips at a better angle. "Damon please," Bonnie moaned. Her hands flew up against the door and Damon pinned them above her head. "Damon," she cried out on a breathy sigh.

Damon kissed the side of her jaw as she moaned softly. Damon was glad Bonnie wasn't a screamer, but that could and would change in the future. Damon moved his free hand under the elastic of her shorts and rubbed her mound. Her panties were soon soaked and Damon wanted to rip them off with his teeth and wear them like a luchador mask while he fucked her from behind, but he couldn't. No matter how much he wanted her, or if she'd allowed it. Bonnie wasn't his to kiss or touch. It was only until he actually got to do that he realized how bad he wanted her. "Shit," he cursed against her mouth.

They were both coming off their high. Bonnie couldn't believe she'd let herself get consumed by Damon. She never meant to hug him in the first place. Why in the Lord's good name did she let this happen? "You should get some rest," Damon said in a husky voice. Their foreheads were pressed together and no matter how much either of them willed their bodies, they refused to move away from one another.

"Goodnight," Damon said letting her go. Bonnie looked at him wide eyed.

Damon thought she was going to say something but the small girl turned and walked away.

Rudy Hopkins had looked for months in every country from here to China and back around again. He needed to find Bonnie soon. She was a smart girl. All she had to do was give him a sign. That' all he needed was one tiny bit of information to track her. Usually people called with all sorts of information, but no one give not one tip on Bonnie.

He knew what bastards took his daughter. It wasn't enough that they burned his house down and destroyed his life's work. They had to take his baby too. After the fire Bonnie insisted on missing her trip and staying home to help salvage what was left. Against his better judgment Rudy and Abby encouraged their daughter to go.

"Baby girl where are you?" he said looking at the map that traced Bonnie's steps from landing in Indonesia, to her first day teaching, and then nothing. No one saw anyone odd, she never ran off alone. It was like she just vanished.

Rudy was going to find his baby girl if it was the last thing he did. And whoever took her was going to feel the full extent of the law and every inch of his size 13 boot in their asses. "Rudy please eat something," Abby said leaning against the door post of his office. "You need to rest before she doesn't have a daddy to come home to," Abby added as she entered the room and sat his plate from dinner on his desk.

"I'm gonna bring our baby home," Rudy said as he held his wife.

"I know and that's why you need to promise to come to bed to night. You won't find anything without sleep."

"I could do that," he smiled down at his wife. "I love you," he said kissing her.

"I know and I know you'll bring our baby home," Abby said and she let her husband get back to work, but not before letting him know he had two more hours or she was going to come back down stairs and drag his ass to bed.

Mason's secret is out and spreading fast, Damon and Bonnie made out, and Stefan is home again, but is it for good? I don't know if I'm going to Do more with Rudy and Abby, because they weren't going to come into the picture until later in the story, but now I feel like I need to tell more of their story.