7x20

How is it that you can be both angry with someone, and want to wrap your arms around them, hold them tightly? It was all going to be over soon if they didn't figure out how to save Bonnie, she knew it, they all knew it. But the only one fighting against it, fighting for real, was Damon.

"I'm not going to get you die." he had told her, at least four times that day.

Now it was just the two of them in Damon's room, Enzo had left when Damon and him got into an argument. There was no doubt he'd be back soon, but did anyone really care? Even Bonnie seemed as though she was tiring of Enzo's empty promises, and complaints.

"I know you're still upset with me, but…" Damon started, sitting down on the bed beside Bonnie.

"I'm too tired to be upset anymore, Damon." Bonnie said honestly. She was saddened, and wanted to tell him to leave but at the same time she didn't want him to leave, not ever again.

"I was going to say…" he chuckled, "But, I will do everything to keep you alive."

Her lips turned up at the corners a tad, "Why? Why are you doing any of this?"

"Would you rather I sit, and watch you die?" Damon asked furrowing her brow, "Do you want me to watch you die?"

Bonnie sighed, "What if I do want you to be the one who is with me when I die? Is that such a bad thing?"

They were just answering with questions, nothing was getting answered, yet, everything was at the same time.

"Yes." he told her, "You dying is not an option, it would be a tragedy, and I will not, let you die, Bonnie Bennett."

Bonnie's eyes were a little teary when she inhaled again, trying to find any words.

"I won't. And, I don't believe you when you say you're okay with dying, because that isn't you. I know you, you're strong, you want to live." Damon said staring into her face.

"I do, I do want to live." she told him honestly, water alone her lash line.

"But if I do, I'm scared you'll just leave again." Bonnie's voice was shaky, and Damon's heart ached in his chest.

"I will never leave you again." he told her, and she stared back at him with her emerald eyes wide and wet.

Bonnie with all the strength she had, leaned up and wrapped her arms around his neck. What Damon thought was going to be a hug, turned into something different. Her lips were suddenly pressed to his, and their eyes both closed.

The warmth melting between their lips was captivating, and one of his arms went around her, pressing against the small of her back to bring her tighter against him. Their kiss grew deeper, but slow, intense. Every movement was in slow motion, and each time one of them tried to break the kiss, their lips clung to one another, urging them to stay. Bonnie's shaky fingers tangled in the back of his hair, and her heart was beating heard in her chest.

When the kiss finally broke, Damon kept his forehead leaning against hers, eyes closed, he didn't want to open them, he wanted to stay in this moment for as long as possible.

"You will get through this." he whispered, and felt her finger glide to his face, and press against his cheek.