"Now" by Paramore is the perfect song for this. Yes, yes it is.
GUYS, GUYS – This is my favourite effing chapter so far (is that weird to say?) I loved writing it so much and lord help me but I gave MYSELF the feels with this!
Bonnie pulled air through her teeth as she parked Damon's car at a horrid angle, like she was want to do with a psycho hot on her heels. Killing the engine she ran and didn't stop until she got near the cave. Once she was about to step in, she lit up the surrounding area with a wall of fire that reached about two metres high. She didn't know if it was the adrenaline but she grew stronger as she felt the heat pushing at her, ushering her away and into the cave so that she could get home. She hurried down and dropped the back pack onto the floor and pulled out what she'd need. She yanked out a candle, two small bowls and a thick white feather. Hurriedly she filled one bowl with water and another with thick sand she'd gotten from the Salvatore garden. She ran her eyes hastily over everything, nodded to herself and began to chant.
"Introduc quator elementa. Ut omnes unum sint. Ignis, Terra, Venta Neque Aquam. Ut omnes unum sint. Voco invicem quintem et ultimum. Unum illud mihi et fac." The candle was soon lit as she continued to chant, the bowls of water and earth remained still as their content began to lift and swirl into the smallest cylindrical shapes as a magical breeze moved them. Finally the feather lifted and the items moved together as one as she raised her hands and continued the chant. She felt the exact moment when the solar eclipse took place. "Introduc quator elementa. Ut omnes unum sint. Ignis, Terra, Venta Neque Aquam. Ut omnes unum sint. Voco invicem quintem et ultimum. Unum illud mihi et fac." She heard Kai yelling off in the distance but paid him no mind. She felt something building in her chest and one image flooded her mind's eye. It was her, just sitting on a bed with Elena floating feather's with the biggest smile on her face. Before all the bloodshed, the violence and the heartache. She was a happy teenaged girl who'd just found another thing that made her special in her loved one's eyes. Bonnie felt tears falling in the present moment and that sensation, that swirling something in her chest grew and warmed every part of her body. She watched as her mouth moved in her recollection of the memory.
"I'm a witch."
Bonnie felt her world tilt as she fell into the blinding white light that had ignited around her and swallowed her whole.
Damon gasped as he came to once more. When he'd fallen asleep was anyone's guess.
"Bonnie!" He hissed and he heard Enzo groaning as he shot upright and looked around. "No, no, no, no, you don't understand, we need to go back. We have to go back!" Damon exclaimed, shaking Enzo where he was slouched over on the other bed before flashing out of the room to find everyone else. "Pack the ex-witch, Bonnie's back!" he flashed away before Caroline or Lucy could response so the two turned to each other with a mutual sigh.
"May as well." Lucy said with a demure shrug, "I always have a bag packed anyways."
Bonnie was seeing stars wherever she was. Her senses returned to her in increments and her mouth and eyes were wide as she took in the sunlit sky above her. Seconds later she was coughing violently as the dust she'd lifted from her awkward landing found its way into her mouth.
"Damon." She muttered, wincing as she turned to her side and steadied her breathing. Pressing her eyes shut and readying herself, she got up and onto her knees, pushing herself up with her hands until she was fully upright. "Shit." She hissed when she finally made sense of the fact that she was in the middle of the forest, with no inclination as to where or when it was. She took a tentative step and then bit down hard on her bottom lip as pain shot up her left side that she'd landed on. Shrugging it over she powered through, wincing and wheezing as she hobbled forward, hoping it would lead somewhere. After about ten minutes she became aware of two things, one she was hearing things that no human ears had any business hearing; the rush of water from miles away, scuttling creatures and insects in the trees above her. Two, her leg didn't hurt anymore and her vision was clearing, in fact, she was picking up the pace. For reasons entirely unclear to her Bonnie drew in a shuddering breath and locked in on one scent – the smell of bourbon. She figured, wherever it took her had to be better than the meandering around a desolate forest for the rest of the day. So she began to run and didn't stop until she found herself beside a tarred road, she sped over it hurriedly and kept her senses trained on the smell of bourbon as well as the direction she remembered the Damon's home to be in and she didn't stop running until she stopped outside of the Boarding House. She didn't even realise that the speed she was moving at was entirely unhuman. She ran inside and then froze. She could hear odd noises coming from upstairs. Taking a precautionary sniff of the place she didn't come across a single trace of Damon. She turned and walked out the front door, blinking in the bright sun. She spotted Matt's truck and shrugged to herself. Opening the door because the boy never locked it she scrounged under the mat near the foot pedals of his car and found the spare keys. Grinning at the fact that he never changed his habits she started the engine and sped off, only Damon on her mind.
Damon had insisted on driving Lucy's car with Enzo while the rest of them followed in Caroline's but the minute they hit the first highway he was gone. He'd said that they needed to keep an eye on Liv and Enzo would do the same for him so in theory everyone was okay with it. Caroline laughed softly at their stupidity.
"I should have known he'd drive like a bat out of hell." The blonde groaned as she increased the speed but didn't bother trying to catch up with the erratic vampire. Lucy nodded as she rested an arm against the lip of the car's window, her head against her hand.
"I assumed he would so I put a sort of tracking spell on him, I know exactly where he's going." Caroline peeked over at the Bennett witch and grinned at her forward thinking, her expression only changing for a split second when Liv's slumberous form in the back seat caught her eye. Shaking off her thoughts she hauled ass home, and hopefully to her best friend.
Bonnie had no clue how long she'd driven when she came across the first gas station. Half falling out of the car she yelled out for a phone as was shown to where a coin operated machine stood. It was dusty and old but exactly what she needed. The man who'd directed her had stuttered his words a little once their eyes met but her impatience had brought the answer from his lips fast enough. She closed her eyes and chanted as her hands fell onto the receiver of the telephone booth. She raised it to her ear to hear it ringing and almost screamed out in relief when she heard Caroline's voice come onto the line.
"Care! It's me, where's Damon?" She heard tyres swerving and angry curse words leave someone in the background's mouth before Caroline answered.
"Bonnie?!"
"Yes, where is Damon?" Bonnie pressed, she had to find him, she didn't know how much longer she could go before seeing him. Her body was strong but her mind needed him nearby, before it finally collapsed in on itself.
"He's on his way to you, on the road right now." Bonnie could hear the disbelief in Caroline's voice and she loved her for it but she didn't have the time right now.
"I love you!" Bonnie yelled and slammed the receiver down, ran back to Matt's pick up and sped in the direction of New Orleans. She knew there were about a thousand miles between her and where she needed to be but that didn't slow her down, not in the slightest. Bonnie let off pulses of magic that 'jumped' her and the car forward ten miles at a time, bringing her closer and closer every time she let off the spell. She'd chant the spell a hundred times if she had to, even if it sent her into a coma, she needed to get to Damon and realign the axis of her world.
Damon could feel her. He could feel the pull towards her and the way he was driving at present had Enzo fearing for his life. That and the fact that the car kept being spontaneously propelled forward at ludicrous speeds was certainly not helping him. But Damon didn't care. He felt like he and Bonnie were being pulled together instead of apart like last time and he was all for it. For some reason he knew she was getting closer, and he could feel the distance between them falling away with each minute passing.
"I know that we're technically immortal," Enzo began, drawing in a breath as Damon speedily overtook another car and pressed his foot flat on the gas, "But I'd prefer not smashing my face into this windscreen if you'd be so kind." Damon turned to face Enzo then, easily manoeuvring the car without his full focus and grinned wolfishly.
"If you'd shut up and let me focus I'm sure we could bend the odds in our favour." Enzo would be lying if he said that he didn't feel his undead heart fall into his stomach. This Damon that had a single-mindedness about Bonnie was unlike anything he'd ever encountered before with his friend. Damon had the kind of tunnel vision that didn't leave bodies in its wake, or anything particularly dramatic or traumatic for that matter – and that's what scared Enzo. The only one suffering at this point was Damon himself. Enzo nodded and settled further into seat as the blue eyed Salvatore went back to staring at the road. For all his snarling not once had Damon actually hurt someone in his quest to be reunited with Bonnie. Enzo had met the girl a few times, irritated the hell out of her as he was want to do with just about everyone but he couldn't correlate that Bonnie having an effect this gargantuan on Damon Salvatore – Damon fucking Salvatore. Enzo also noticed that each time they 'jumped' forward by however many miles at that impossible break-neck speed, Damon's smile widened. The 'jump' only lasted a few seconds but it was already getting to Enzo's stomach, he felt it tighten as they jumped again. Damon started laughing and if Enzo believed in a god that would have forgiven him for everything he'd done he would have started praying to them.
Bonnie felt when she came within 50 miles of him and she increased the speed on Matt's pick-up that had gained so much momentum that she was only really using the steering wheel and occasionally the brake pedal. Her magic was enough to keep the car going at unholy speeds. She jumped again, and again and she caught a swift glimpse in her mind's eye of him driving with Enzo beside him. It brought a smile to her face as she overtook the umpteenth car. When she saw the car in the distance that she knew he was in she jumped again, only a little this time, to bring them together – and then with perfect precision both of their cars swerved around one another and skidded to the edges of the high way to get out of the way. Time seemed to slow in the moment when the two cars spun around one another, both drivers in perfect synchronicity as they pulled off and jerked the cars into park. Bonnie was barely out of her seatbelt when the door to car was half ripped off of its hinges and she was pulled out of it and into his arms. She pulled up and further into his grip as she wrapped her arms around his neck as his clung to her waist, lifting her up, off of the floor and securely into his hold. She couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, and all Enzo could do was clamour out of the car and slide down the side of it and catch his breath as he watched Damon and Bonnie embrace one another.
Only in this moment could either of them breathe properly, only in this moment did they feel like they had finally returned home.
"If there's a future, we want it - now." I mean, this song was MADE for Bamon. I hope the 'jumping' made sense, making Enzo queasy was too much fun!
The chant basically means: "Bring these four elements together. Make them one. Fire, Earth, Wind, Water. Make them one. And I call on another, the fifth and the final. Make it mine and make it all one." At least that's what I put into Google Translate :D
UT OMNES UNUM SINT (Make them one) – and by 'them', I mean Bamon.
Stay excellent.