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"Dearest, I have a proposition for you," Katherine purred with all the lust she could emit from her voice. "I don't want you hot on my heels once I get Bonnie out of this crazy town, so I was thinking… Would you like to share?" Before he can say anything, she laughs sweetly. "Oh wait. I'm calling the wrong brother."
"I will find you, you know."
"Oh I know, Damon… and I'll be waiting."
"And Katherine?"
"…Yes?"
"Look behind you."
Like an obedient girl, Katherine turns around, and to her shock, she found a murder of crows outside the cabin where she had kept Bonnie. The big windows were enough to frame what seemed like a thousand pairs of dark beady eyes, the raven feathers, and those dangerous claws and beaks. They were all either craning their neck to look at her properly, or just plain glaring at her. It was as if darkness and death were waiting for her, preying on her. She usually loved that particular macabre, but this was, by all means, impressive. Despite the sheer terror that she was capable of, nothing had been so much as intimidating such as this, that she couldn't prevent the little squeak of a whimper that came out from her lips. Damn mobile phones for being so sound-sensitive because she just knew that Damon heard that. "Fuck you, Damon," she bites out on the phone, feeling another rush of fright fill her body. No wonder the asshole sounded so confident. Son of a bitch.
"Only in your dreams, Kat," Damon answers her calmly. "So just relax, because I'll be there soon, honey."
Katherine knows she's better than this. Maybe it's time to take things to another level. "That's a good idea, considering that I might want you to watch–"
"Nope. One wrong move and my little carnivorous babies will devour you like frog appetizer," he said, his deep voice drenched in vile amusement. "Can you see just how plenty they are out there? I can't even count them myself; it's a family reunion. It will take some time to get your pretty fucked-up face back, if you know what I mean."
For once in her unlife, Katherine had never wanted to see Damon so much in her life. So instead of saying something that should trigger any harm to her goddess-like physique, she let's out a sneer and drops the call. She almost wants to break her phone to pieces but she might just call animal control if the situation gets out of hand. "Remember why you're here, Katerina," she reminds herself, walking cautiously down the corridor to where Bonnie was. She tries not to shiver as she realized just how dark it became. Her vampire senses could feel every single squawk, every ruffle of feather, every deadly glare sent towards the cabin house. Though she could always recover from such a traumatic physical assault, unfortunately Damon was right –it would take some time to restore her appearance if a thousand beaks took a chunk off of her. "Fucking disgusting."
Fortunately, she was smart enough to drape the curtains on the master's bedroom. And poor witch, she had fainted sometime during their flit –probably because she didn't breathe properly when she kidnapped her away, and tying her up had become somewhat of an easy task.
Katherine kneels on the bed and crawls on top of Bonnie. As she tilts the witch's crooked jaw to get a direct view of her face, and her undead heart felt like thumping when she was met with mossy green. "Oh," she whispered, easily magnetized when the fear and acknowledgement shined on Bonnie's eyes. Clearing the stray hair from her face, she traced a finger on the corners of the plaster on top of the witch's mouth. "Will you promise me not to scream like a banshee if I take this off?" Her doppleganger's best friend nods obediently. God knows the crows would just charge in here the moment the little thing squeals for help.
"Hey, you, woman on top. Your sagging ass is getting on the way of my shot," a voice said from behind. "I swear this whole lesbian thing used to be hot, but with you in the picture? Totally kills the mood."
Katherine wanted nothing more but to rip Damon apart, but she couldn't find it in her to move a muscle. She leaves the plaster on Bonnie's mouth and she throws back a half-flirty, half-deadly glare towards the intruder's direction. "You used to love my ass, Salvatore."
"You're always going to be a brat, aren't you?" Damon asks. He crosses his arms across his chest and lets out a disappointed sigh. "You always want things to be about you. Selfish, selfish."
"That's because it is about me," Katherine whispered, still balancing herself on top of Bonnie. She found it hard to make a move when she could see a couple of crows waiting behind Damon, inside the house. Fuck. "You should be honored I let you watch this." Having said that, she moves on Bonnie's side, looks Damon in the eye as she licks the hostage from neck to plastered lips. A strange sensation overruns her body as she tastes the witch's skin, and she could not help the desire that was thumping hard through her veins. She places a hand on top of Bonnie's left breast, and smiles at Damon. "Oh my… Reminds me of my days with Emily." She blinks up at the ceiling, suddenly lost in her little own world and when she looks back at Damon, her eyes are glazed, similar to those Bonnie zombies he just outrun. Obviously, Bonnie's skin was excreting that Bonnie Kool-Aide Caroline mentioned a while back. Surprise. With a squeeze, she whispers, "And she's so soft…"
'Always be Stefan' my ass. I knew it, she's a lessie, Damon thought, trying hard not to rush in and break Katherine's neck. How dare she beat me to second base! He looks at Bonnie and sees how different her usual bright green eyes were shining. The spell was having its effect on her as well. He takes a step forward. "Unhand my witch and you will leave this place in one piece." OK, that was a flat out lie, but he had to sound convincing.
"But she's so yummy," Katherine responds, nuzzling the top of Bonnie's hair. "And she smells so nice too."
It was then that Damon frowns. What happened to the femme fatale he used to love? The dominatrix he had worshiped? All he could see was a whiny little spoiled girl. A kitten trying to be a lion. But that was probably because of the spell. But she looked so desperate and desperate… "That's just not sexy, Katherine." He glances at Bonnie and sees the anger flashing through her gaze that he almost wants to kiss her. Just hold on for a minute, he tells her with his fierce gaze, his attempt at telepathy. Unless you also want to be crow-chow. When Bonnie rolls her eyes, he's all but relieved. God he loves her. Shit, where did that come from.
Katherine takes one more whiff of Bonnie's scent and looks at Damon. "Please, Damon, share her with me! Please!"
"That is so OOC of you I don't know what to say," Damon answers plainly. He takes another step forward. Before extracting Bonnie from Katherine, he couldn't help but ask. "Why did you take Bonnie here again?" Because obviously, she wasn't really affected by the spell until she licked Bonnie.
Katherine looks at him, then at Bonnie. "World domination." When both Bonnie and Damon just gaped at her, she sighed again, her fingertip tracing Bonnie's hairline. "Have you seen all the men back in town? I was so jealous! I saw Stefan earlier today and he said that he didn't even want me anymore! He even looked terrified of me." Tears stung her eyes; she didn't even blink them away. "That's when he told me about Bonnie. I couldn't believe it but he had replaced me with Bonnie."
"That's it? Really?" Damon makes another meter towards the bed.
"And I thought with Bonnie, I have finally found my equal! We could change the world together. A vampire-witch partnership is too magnificent for words. And the power, Damon! You could not imagine…" Katherine gives Bonnie a loving glance. "We are going to be the world's true power couple!"
"I've never seen you this passionate, Katherine."
"Please, Damon," Katherine begs, suddenly zooming in front of him, lacing her fingers on the collar of his leather jacket. "Let's take her away from this absurd town and have her to ourselves. Then we could finally conquer the world! We can have it all, Damon. Everything!" She closes her eyes and lifts her head to a kiss, but Damon's finger is a firm barrier between their lips.
"I. Don't. Fucking. Share." Damon shoves Katherine away from him, and once she falls down the floor, the spell breaks, and she roars in anger. She's about to pounce on him but Damon signals his little army to swoosh inside the room and in no time, they start picking on Katherine just as he promised. He, on the other hand, had managed to make a protective shell around Bonnie, caved on top of her like Katherine did a minute ago, only difference was, he was there to save her, he loved her, and he had a dick.
There was something magical in that moment, once they had locked gazes. Savoring the sudden togetherness they had. It had been but a few hours apart, but it felt like decades to him. Damon carefully peeled the plaster off her lips, and it would have been such a romantic gesture that he would have kissed her on the lips if it weren't for Katherine's distracting screams. "Let's go?"
Bonnie nods eagerly, and once her hands and feet were finally free, Damon felt the pride burst from his chest when she wrapped her arms around him, letting him take her away from the tornado of crows that were feasting on Katherine's flesh.
As Damon finally managed to rescue Bonnie, they heard Katherine holler something about her ass being not saggy and she vows to kill them soon. They would have felt threatened, but somehow, it just sounded damn funny. And though Damon thought that Katherine was probably going to be a definite nuisance in the future, she certainly felt like just a part of his past. If he had more time to contemplate on things, he probably would have thought he was finally moving on.
AN: Thanks for reading! RnR, dearies! ;D
