A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews on my latest chapter, it means a great deal to me. I really like this story and I hope you continue to enjoy it too. For some reason, unknown to me who apparently has no idea how to work ffnet, the name of the 400yr old vampire didn't show up, leaving some of you thinking it was Uri; the vampire above him is Orlando.

RL as usual has cut into my play time more than a few times, but I hope the wait is worth it to you all. Thanks again, for reading. This is the last build up chapter, I promise from the next one is pretty much BAMON galore! I love you all! 3

4. Damon's un-sweet disposition

"What part of stay away from me, don't you understand?" Bonnie hissed as she shoved past Damon to continue on her way to Elena's by foot, in that very moment feeling the heat of him on her heels, Bonnie was regretting not only letting Elena leave her alone but turning down a lift too.

"Bonnie, Bonnie, Bonnie," Damon muttered, impassively, gripping her elbow and pulling her back towards him. "You don't even know what I want yet, why are you so down on me?" He smirked then, knowing full well why she hated his guts and would help him anyway, and why? Because pathetic humans never failed to let their emotions make all the decisions.

"Go to hell," Bonnie gritted, yanking her arm free.

Damon took a brief moment to admire the deep forest colour of Bonnie's eyes, and had to blinked several times to pull himself back from the increasing allure of them. He took a breath."And risk getting a year round tan, there's so sun block cream in the world strong enough for that kind of sauna," Damon stepped into her space pleased to see her hold her breath as he came too close for comfort. "I need a favour, and considering I let you live after what Emily did, I'd say you owe me,"

"I don't owe you anything, it's because of you that my grams is dead,"

Damon couldn't say he hadn't seen that one coming, and maybe he had had a hand in it but what he saw in her eyes was more guilt than blame; they both knew who really felt the burden of Sheila's death. "Now now Bonnie, let's not forget how old she was, I mean it's amazing what a little magic can do for the skin." Offering a smile, Damon let the back of his hand slide down her smooth cheek before drawing his index across her defined jaw line.

Bonnie shoved him with all her might, hadn't even given it a thought and even when she saw his pale blue eyes turn icy it didn't register right away that he could kill her. She stepped back as he dipped a little so their eyes were level and while feeling him breathing against her face was scary she realized that he wanted something and hurting wouldn't help him get it.

"Trying to scare me isn't going to work,"

"Seems to be working to me," He said, upper lip curling into a snarl.

"What do you want from me?"

Damon straightened up, a smile warming his face. "Like I said, I need a favour,"

Bonnie felt a wave of his anger ripple through her body, she hated how he could blow hot and cold and knew getting involved with him would top all the dumbest choices she'd made in her seventeen years of life. "Why would I give you anything?" Bonnie asked through clenched teeth. "After what you did to me, if I never see your face again..."

"It'll be too soon, yada yada I hate you, yada yada," Damon mocked, feigning a yawn.

"You're not helping yourself here, Damon," Bonnie pressed her books against her chest and started walking again, rolling her eyes as he trekked behind her with an annoying chuckle.

"You're right Bonnie. I should just quit and eat you,"

Bonnie's heart drop kicked her in the chest, leaving her more than a little breathless by his threat but she recovered quick without her feet missing a beat, though her knees had threatened to buckle, swallowing hard as she picked up pace. "I'd love for you to try that now,"

"Now?" Damon questioned, taken aback by her fight talk. "Ooo, grams didn't leave you all her mojo in a special little box did she?" He felt his body heat up and the back of his neck prickle as Bonnie glared at him, or into him, he couldn't tell. "On the bright side, she was pretty kick ass compared to what you're working with, newbie. So, if she has left the good stuff behind, Stefan's plan might just work,"

"What plan?"

"Stefan's got it into his head that we need YOUR help," Damon revealed, flippantly.

Bonnie felt a little relieved that Damon wasn't there on his own accord and stopped to face him, but turning so abrupt meant that his chest bumped hers, slightly. Bonnie gulped as he stared down at her, or into her, she couldn't tell but it involuntarily heated her skin. "Stefan? W-hy uh, couldn't he come here himself?"

"Elena fell and got a boo boo," Damon frowned, taking a minute to think about it and then shrugged. "Something like that," He added, eager to leave the subject there.

"What does he need?" She asked, with hesitance.

"He needs you...to help me," The cocky vampire announced it like she'd won something.

She sighed and started walking yet again, Damon playing another one of his sick twisted mind games with her, trying to keep her afraid of him but now grams was dead she had to look out for herself and her family and she had to do it alone. If that wasn't a wakeup call she didn't know what would've done it, on top of it all she was missing her grams something terrible, she felt like a part of her was missing, she felt the hole in her chest every time she breathed in.

Damon followed behind, smirking and gripping her shoulder to further irk her, amused at her 'UNFORSEEN' reaction when she violently shrugged him off. "Oh come on Witch, don't be like that," He found himself asking why he hadn't just flung him over his shoulder and brought her to the boarding house instead wasting time trying to convince her? Usually his patience would've waned in a split second but he found the longer he was in Bonnie's company, the more compelled he was by her visible vulnerability. He noticed how butter soft her skin was, how deep green her eyes were and how full her lips looked and soon caught himself wondering how it tasted too.

Bonnie flung around, the anger inside so intense she felt like she would explode engulfing them both in flames of her simmering rage, he evoked every emotion within her including a growing lust that angered her even more. She saw Damon see it and the smile he'd broadened to irk her slighted a little but didn't fade. He might have been just a little impressed.

"Was it the witch thing?" He asked, eyes lowering as a pout emerged.

If looks alone could kill a vampire, Damon wouldn't be a reccuring issue. "I know you don't have a heart but my dad and I have just buried my grams, so please stop messing with me and leave me alone,"

If only it were that simple, what Damon was failing to say was that since finding out that her grams had died he felt a certain responsibility , not for her death but for Bonnie's safety. Emily might have been a lying, back stabbing bitch but to him a promise was a promise, and if the blood thirsty vampire stood for anything it was keeping his word. But keeping a watchful eye on Bonnie was more chore than he'd first anticipated, he learned that she had an insatiable need to wander off alone and unprotected, the humans seemed to forget that the world was a dangerous place, before they learned of the things going bump in the night. Damon killed, well mostly to keep himself alive, he needed the blood but was the serial killers excuse for hurting people?

True, Mystic falls wasn't exactly a magnet for the random serial killer but it didn't stop a bunch of jocks following Bonnie home one night, their intentions becoming disgustingly clear to the vampire, angering him beyond even what he believed was possible, not for a human. And he wasn't about to forget her lastest stunt which included her leaving Elena's house in pyjamas to go sit in her Grams empty house, while keeping her safe should've been working his nerves it was just about the only thing that kept his mind of Katherine and her betrayal.

Heading towards Mystic Grill, Bonnie flung the door open, flinching as Damon slammed it back and slid between her and her getaway place, as though he'd read her mind to hide out in there until rescued her. "I'm afraid I can't do that, I can't leave you alone," His eyes widened as he flashed a mirthless smile at her. "This can't wait,"

"What can't?" She yelled. Her Grams couldn't wait, not even for her and now she'd buried her, she scanned the glaring faces whose attention she'd caught before down casting her gaze.

Damon looked where she looked and glared long enough for them to realize when to mind their own damned business. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt how Bonnie looked, the last time he'd suffered a loss that left him as cripple as Bonnie's threatened to leave her. There was a difference between feeling at a loss when it came to getting Katherine free from the tomb and finding out she'd been free a long time. He'd wallowed in the shocking truth a little while but now all he felt was an unquenchable rage every time he thought of Katherine. "Believe it or not, actually I can't believe it myself but I'm not here to mess with you, THIS TIME," He smiled a brillant smile.

Bonnie watched him warily as he placed his hands on the glass, barricading her in his arms. "Then what, what do you want Damon?" She whimpered, her stance, her eyes, her voice all lacking the conviction, strength or even hope. He'd warn her down.

Damon raised a brow, she looked fragile, well she always looked breakable being a tiny little thing, but not defeated. "We got new fangs in town, they're nasty, and it seems like they've chosen Mystic falls for a buffet,"

Instead of her deep greens lighting up with fear, anticipation and panic, they turned cold and blank as though she'd fallen into a trance or bewitchment.

Damon frowned, placing hand on her shoulder just in time to feel her whole body turn cold beneath his touch, her emotions filled him up making him pull away snappish. He cleared his throat and chuckled as she stared aimlessly before clicking his fingers in front of her face, she snapped out of her trance and looked up at him.

"Yeah, uh, leave all that to me. Mystic Falls is my sandbox, the kills are mine," He said, lip curling up.

She glared at him, clenching her keys so tight that it hurt, but not as much as losing her grams, never as much as that. "It's what I wanna do to you," she said, inwardly scorning herself for thinking of other things away from lighting him up that she wanted to do. Where was it all coming from?

Damon stared into her eyes before moving back with a smile. "Yeah, don't care, meet me at the boarding house after dark,"

"No," She whispered.

"Bonnie...I'm not a very patient man, and I'm not very nice either, don't ruin my day,"

Bonnie swallowed. "Say it,"

Damon rolled his eyes. "Say what?"

"That you need help,"

"I can make you know, I'm more than a little persuasive..." Damon smiled at a young brunette as she walked by, flicking her hair off her shoulder. Unfortunately for Bonnie, he would feel in no way remorseful for making an example out of the long legged beauty.

Bonnie shoved Damon until he was beside her and pulled the door back open. "I really hate you,"

"Again, don't care," He pointed to himself as she looked up.

"If you were going to hurt me, you'd have already, like you said, you're not patient. But you can't make me help you. Goodbye Damon,"

"Alright, forget it," Damon said, hating his big headed brother's stupid kinda makes sense plan to have Bonnie help out. Witches had been helping Vampires for longer than Damon existed as one. "You go, and when your friends start disappearing don't come to me,"

Bonnie paused but remained in the path of the opened door. "Why should I believe you?"

"You don't have to believe, I can show you,"

Uri was so far unimpressed with Mystic Falls, having sat in Mystic grill a few hours after dark and met a ditzy barbie and her ken doll boyfriend who were completely uninteresting, he'd hoped he would see Bonnie show up, but with the older witch dead he was forced to reconsider the strength and power he'd first believed that she possessed.

Unlike most Night Crawlers, Uri never considered himself one, in fact he didn't care for any of them and he mocked Orlando for not pegging him for the solo act that he was and always had been. Still, it would be to everyone's downfall, Uri never failed to have a plan, with a plan of revenge as big as his, he couldn't afford not to.

He sat by the window having sillouhetted around him so the room was left with a gloomy shadowed look, meanwhile he was able to enjoy the beauty of the sun. A smile graced his lips as a memory he thought was long lost to his black soul emerged from his hateful thoughts.

Uri stood by the window, peering through the tattered linen hanging from it on to the busy high street of London. Men, woman and children passed wearing only the best attire, noblemen passed with their scarlet women and families with pouches of gold shopped on the market. All he could do was envy, admire, loathe all those who'd been dealt all the good cards, life was hard enough and now God had set a test to further challenge his faith. First their parents went missing, then their aunts and uncles, gone without a trace.

Had he have known any better he would assume the make believe stories his father told him were coming true, monsters were real, only they weren't always furry and of the kind that right minded people would suspect. Uri had vowed to find them and bring their family back together, and promised to give his life for Lily's should they find themselves in any danger, young and alone in the grimy streets of London anything could happen.

Lily watched Uri with his arms folded behind his back, deep in thought."Uri come away from the window, you know what will happen, should uncle find you failing to do the work he has set,"

"You shouldn't worry yourself about me, Lily, I'm older than you and am perfectly capable of keeping myself out of strife," Uri winked, crossing the dining room to wrap an arm over Lily's shoulder. "And he is not our uncle; he's merely putting us up until we are able to move on, baby sister,"

"And you never allow me to forget it either, I won't be your baby sister forever,"

"Because contrary to what you may think, I will always be older and you will always be younger, therefore being your older brother will never cease nor will the responsibility that comes with it, dearest Lily,"

Lily giggled, pushing her brother away from her. "You offend me Uri, I may your baby sister, but I am not a baby,"

Uri's smile faded, something about the way she looked at him when she said what she did made his already suspicious mind question it the sudden determination to convince him. The chosen emphasis on baby worried Uri, clearly she'd been assured by another that it was not so and he intended to find out who.

"That may be," Uri said, tight lipped. "But without a mother and a father, I have become both. Do not forget your place with me,"

Lily smiled, bowing her head in understanding. "Yes, brother,"

"Aww, my Lily," Uri mused. "Always so strong willed,"

"Who's Lily?" Claudia asked, shakily.

Uri turned slowly, he offered a smile pleased to turn his back on the falling sun and crossed the room to join Claudia on the sofa, she wasn't tied anymore nor was she compelled but he'd shown her something that calmed her fear. "Lily was my sister, tiny little thing, much like Laila." He snapped his head toward the door as the knob turned and was crossing the room in swift seconds, wrapping an arm around the hoodied man's neck.

"U-ri," He choked out.

"What are you doing back here?" Uri asked, letting Darren go. He knew full well that no-one but the Night Crawlers reported back to him, and he always expected the heavily hoodied wannabes but he cared nothing for them, and every chance he got to show them he would.

Holding his neck, Darren glanced over at Claudia. "I…sorry,"

"Where are the other two?"

"Dead,"

Uri tilted his head, glaring as a tick started in his jaw. "I must warn you now, guessing games were never my strong point, so start talking or drop to your knees and beg me to spare you,"

Darren took several steps back, until his back was against the door startled by Uri's inky black eyes. "I, it wasn't my fault, they wouldn't listen to me, Uri I tried but…"

Uri growled, lurching forward he gripped Darren's neck and forced him to his knees. "I didn't ask for a bed time story," His fangs pushed through his gums as he lost patience for the babbling human. "I do not care for a bunch of pathetic humans or the pathetic vampires who wish to pet them, I'm in this town for one reason and one reason only. Your friend died because he was greedy, the other one however, well she's not dead dead but you will be, do you want to die?"

Claudia watched on, the fear evident in her ghostly pale face and wide eyes.

"No," Darren wailed. "Please,"

"I want to hear one thing from you before you die, who did this?"

"It was a vampire,"

Uri scowled, he'd come across a few hunter wannabes, same as wannabe vampires but never did he expect that vampires would be in such a small and supposedly quiet town. "Vampire?"

"Yes, and his girlfriend…"

Uri smirked. "so, two vampires?"

"No," Darren said, shakily. "She was human, Joey snatched her and then this vampire came out of nowhere and attacked us, he protected her."

It was getting better and better, just when Uri thought this useless town was no fun he realized there was a sand box after all and it had already been claimed too, maybe he could kill two birds with one stone. "Was her name Cliché Monroe?"

Darren frowned, not knowing exactly what answer Uri wanted. "Elena," He swallowed. "And Stefan,"

"Interesting, I half expected Mary and Stu," Uri's smile melted into a sullen, cold stare leaving Darren shivering again. "You stink of fear, it angers me,"

"I'm sorry,"

Uri rolled his eyes and lifted Darren to his feet. "I'm going to tell you what you're going to do, you're going pretend you were never in Mystic Falls and you're going to return to New Orleans, to your poor worried parents. You're going to go back a changed boy, you've given up being an emo pain the backside and you've given up obsessing over vampires, we do not exist. Do you understand?"

Darren nodded vigorously. "Yes,"

Uri cracked his neck side to side before running a hand through his dark hair and sighing. "Why are you still here?"

Darren was careful not to give Uri his back until he was out of the house and running for his life, he couldn't believe Uri hadn't killed him, let alone the fact that he would actually see his parents again. He'd been spared.

"What are you gonna do?" Claudia asked.

"I think Stefan and I will make great friends," Uri flashed a curt grin, slipping into his jacket. "Don't worry you're safe here, I cast a protection charm around the house so feel free to roam, shower, pray, whatever."

"Damon and Bonnie?" Elena quizzed, eyes widened.

"Yes," Stefan replied, wearily after answering the same question half a dozen times already. "Look I know it's hard to get your head around," He stood and began pacing up and down, wondering himself if Damon was even capable of pulling this off. "But if there was any other way, I would be doing it. I know he won't hurt Bonnie, not if he thinks it will benefit it more not to."

"How does he think he'll benefit?"

"I made him a deal, if he helps me get rid of St Clair with the help of Bonnie that I would help him find Kaherine,"

"Stefan, after everything she's done I can't believe you want to help him find her," Elena joined Stefan standing.

"You don't understand Elena, he wants revenge," Stefan let out a breath. "If you think you've seen the worst of Damon, you've been naïve, once his mind is set on something there's nothing in the world that can change that,"

Elena parted her lips to speak when she heard the front door open with screaming, Stefan ran to the door to see Damon with Bonnie over his shoulder, kicking and screaming for him to let her go. Elena joined them by the doorway, speechless.

"Damon," Stefan began.

"Let her go," Elena demanded.

Damon's smile slanted and he lowered Bonnie on to her feet, his smug grin only widened as she rushed to Elena's side like a scared little child. "I was just giving her a ride,"

"He forced me," Bonnie cried.

Stefan found himself automatically between the girls and Damon. "I said I would talk to Bonnie, Damon if this is gonna work you can't go around doing things on impulse,"

Bonnie stepped forward, gripping Stefan's elbow. "You mean, Damon was telling the truth about the vampires?"

Stefan turned to face the girls, his wounded look showing sincerity as he looked down at the petite witch, he really didn't want to involve her especially with what she was already going through. "Yes, and we need you,"

Elena stepped to Bonnie's side, while glaring at Damon. "We're gonna be at your side the whole time, Stefan will make sure nothing happens to you,"

"I don't understand," Bonnie confessed. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Embrace your badass," Damon interjected, leaning against the wall conceitedly.

Bonnie looked between Stefan and Elena, while her best friend looked more than hesitant about the whole idea, her boyfriend held an earnest expression on his face that told her he wouldn't be asking if he didn't have to. Stefan was your good guy, protective and honest, in her heart she knew if it was something he could do he would without either of them even knowing about it, but Damon's smugness was what made her hesitant. She couldn't read what was behind it and it left her nervous.

"I don't know," Bonnie muttered, "I've always had grams to help me, I don't know if I can do it on my own,"

Damon rolled his eyes, ignoring the heated glances Elena threw his way every minute and a half. "Do you need a minute? You know for the all the monologing riddled with self doubt,"

Stefan ducked his head so that their eyes were meeting. "You're stronger than you think, Bonnie. You just need help honing your powers,"

Bonnie felt those words hit her right in the heart, after hearing it from her grams so many times she realized whether she believed it or not she would have to do what needed to be done, without grams around the responsibility fell on her shoulders. Looking back at Elena, she decided that everyone she cared about was more important than her fears, if she could protect everyone from harm then at least she could make her grams proud. The trick was getting over that fear in record time.

"I wanna help, hold on," Damon said before speeding down the hall and reappearing seconds later with Alex in his arms, her eyes were rabid and her lips were grey, she was thirsting for blood and looking straight at Elena. "How about I let her eat your best friend, she's starving,"

Bonnie's eyes grew wide.

"Damon," Elena cried out, jumping back startled.

"What are you doing?" Stefan frowned, stepping in front of the girls.

"Aren't you done being scared?" Damon asked, holding Alex tightly against him as she struggled to get away. "Do you even know what you're capable of? How much you can do?"

"Damon stop it," Stefan yelled as Elena stood behind him, holding his shoulder.

Bonnie looked frantically between Elena and the vampire who was visibly starving for blood and ready to attack anyone that moved, preferably her best friend but her weakness was focusing on the fear instead of channelling the energy it brought.

"All you see is teeth," Damon continued to taunt. "Does it make your heart thump against your chest, huh? Does the fear paralyze you?"

"Stop it," Bonnie cried.

"How long have you been waking up drenched in your own sweat and tears, after I've sucked you dry?"

Bonnie grabbed her head, fighting the images of him attacking her out in the forest and leaving her for dead. And the emotions, doubt, fear, grief, anger all mounted up into ball in her stomach knotting, building, growing so intense inside of her that she hadn't realized how tight her jaw clenched.

"Bonnie?" Elena called out, concern creasing her forehead.

"Your grams is probably turning in her grave," Damon hissed, venom dripping from his words.

"Leave me alone!" Bonnie yelled, flinching as the chandelier exploded above them making it rain glass.

They dived out of the way as the chandelier came crashing to the floor, Bonnie hadn't moved from where she stood but Stefan was cocooning Elena on the floor, with his arm over her head while Damon had simply stepped back.

"That all you got?" Damon teased.

Bonnie glared at him like she was possessed, her deep green eyes coming alive as she started a fire in front of him, making Alex cower into Damon's chest.

Stefan slowly untangled himself from Elena and shook the glass off his shirt before standing, he pulled Elena to her feet and while Elena watched her best friend with bewilderment, Stefan watched Damon knowingly.

Damon offered a razored smile, letting go of Alex. "Very Carrie," He smiled at Bonnie. "Impressive,"

After putting out the fire Bonnie had started in the long hallway Stefan grabbed Damon by his scruff and rammed him into the wall, he knew all too well that Alex wasn't a vampire yet, there was the whole palaver of having to feed her vampire blood, kill her and then feed her human blood and he could tell from the minute he saw her that she wasn't a real threat. It was Damon doing things his way again, goading and taunting Bonnie into taking action because he was too inpatient to ease her into it.

"Is that steam coming out of your nose?" Damon laughed, pushing his arms between them to push Stefan away from him. Straightening out his shirt, he lead Alex into the dining room to join their new Scooby doo gang, or at least that's what it felt like to him. "I did what I had to do, to make her see,"

"I wanted to do it," Alex said. "I'd do anything to get out of that stinking cage,"

"Exactly, she was more than willing to put on a show, well half a show. She was has a thing for your girl. Besides, I gave her some blood without killing anyone," Damon said, proudly. "You're out of Bambi by the way," He added with a wink.

Elena sat beside a shaky Bonnie, rubbing her shoulder. "That was cruel, Damon,"

Damon raised a brow. "That was cruel? Have you met me?"

"What were you trying to prove?" Bonnie whispered.

"That you're a witch, not a feeble school girl," Damon said, annoyed by her unwillingness to accept what she had to do because of what she was. "You were born this way, you don't just get to be normal, get over it,"

"What he means is," Stefan walked over to Bonnie and kneeled down beside the sofa. "We can't do this without you, now there is a very bad vampire we need to get to but once we get to him, we're gonna need someone powerful enough to kill him. If you put your mind to it, you can be stronger than me…and Damon,"

Bonnie looked across the room at Damon, all she wanted was to destroy him, or atleast that's what she thought she wanted. "What would I have to do, exactly?"

"You play victim, Damon captures you, brings you to him, then you light him and all the other vampires up. He has to gain their trust but Bonnie, after this last thing, Damon's gone,"

"It's true," Damon smiled, folding his arms. "On to bigger and better things,"

"You mean that?" Bonnie asked. "I help you and then you leave Mystic Falls?"

"Why would I wanna stay somewhere, where I have to watch my diet?" Damon questioned, like it was a no brainer.

"He'll help you hone your skills, and you'll help him to remember. To feel human again, enough to become one of the Night Crawlers,"

"Help him feel human?" Bonnie asked, incredulously. "And what are the Night Crawlers?"

"You should seriously consider, recording yourself," Damon mocked, before leaving the room momentarily.

Stefan rushed to his feet and blocked Alex's' path before she could follow after his brother. "If you don't want to starve into nothing," Stefan growled. "You will tell me everything you know,"

She stepped back, frightened by his sudden transformation. "He has a different agenda to Lord St Clair, he cares for nothing else,"

"What? Who is he?" Stefan scowled, he'd assumed the biggest threat to Mystic Falls was St Clair.

"I'd rather die than have him learn of my disloyalty," Alex vowed, knowing Uri would come for her, he was going to be her creator, it was him she fed on when weak and she loved him for it.

"Then who is Lily?" He breathed, growing more inpatient by the minute.

"Kill me," Alex said with a grin.

Before Stefan had time to think of his next move, Damon was pinning Alexsagainst the wall while she wriggled in the air, face ballooning red as she struggled to breathe.

"Stop it," Elena said, rushing to her feet. "If you kill her you could make things worse, a girl's dead,"

"I'm just fulfilling her request," Damon grunted, squeezing his calloused fingers tighter around her neck.

Bonnie stood, at a loss of how she could show Damon his human side when he was intent on creating chaos. "What girl?"

"Laila Benjamin, she was a local," Elena revealed.

Bonnie froze and they all saw it, she'd babysitted the girl on more than one occasion when she was a toddler, after Laila's father left making Claudia a single mother, she was forced to take every shift she could get and being a friend of Bonnie's dad meant that her services were offered without permission, and for no pay.

Damon dropped Alexis to her knees as he waited for her little revelation. "Do you always go for the dramatic pause?"

"I know her, or I did," Bonnie mused, ignoring Damon's taunts.

Alex started laughing, so loud that she looked haunted when her eyes met with theirs, one by one. Having been strangled seconds before, her was choppy, strained and rough which made her darn right scary, even if she was on her knees.

Damon took on a look of amusement, while the girls watched in complete bewilderment.

Stefan kneeled in front of her. "Tell me, or my brother here makes breathing difficult again,"

The moon glowed eerily above Uri as he climbed off his bike, nightfall was here and he couldn't be more pleased now he was free to roam, the wind blustered taking flight in his lengthy hair as he pulled off his gloves and made way into the forest. The trees rustles ceaselessly as he travelled deeper into the woods, a smile overtaking his handsome face as his eyes set on the figure up ahead.

A Night Crawler, he'd recruited personally.

"Your passion is inspiring." Uri said as he walked around to face the Night Crawler. "I'm a man of my word, at midnight tomorrow; you will become a vampire,"

Laila pushed off her hood and smiled.

~Fin~

Bonnie and Damon get ready for a little one on one's in next chapter, but first Bonnie has a few conditions that might just backfire.