You're a What?

Rated: More of a PG-15ish feeling for this chapter

Pairings: Bonnie/Stefan, Bonnie/Damon, some Damon/Elena, Stefan/Elena, mentions of Caroline, Katherine, Emily, Grams

A/N: More reviews... you guys keep me going! And for those interested in this chapter, we get some Damon/Bonnie interactions!

Summary: What if Bonnie returned to Mystic Falls with another secret?

Chapter IV

Bonnie laid on her back, breathless and spent. The house seemed eerily quiet, reminded her of her own home, her own bed, and how the comfort of having someone around was enlightening. She pulled the covers back over her chest, shielding her naked body as she felt Stefan move around next to her. She spent three hours in bed with him, three full hours.

She had never felt so hungry, so needy for the attention.

But watching Stefan sleep, he looked... peaceful. Bonnie just gave a soft smile as she rolled out of the bed, struggling to find at least her panties and bra to put on. She found them in the darkness, as well as her cell phone that slipped out of the back pocket of her jeans. As she slipped on the shirt over her top half, she decided to go find the bathroom. It would have been smarter to ask that before she let herself be consumed with what Stefan offered her.

Bonnie's foot came into contact with the desk near the door and held back a yelp as she covered her mouth and exited the bedroom. She just found herself in the hallway and looked at her options. One way led to the stairs which led either upstairs or downstairs and to her right was more rooms she hadn't explored. Instead, she decided to go to her right and stumbled in the darkness. Just then, she felt a pair of hands touch her waist, which were leading her to the bathroom. "Stefan, I would have made it here myself," Bonnie exclaimed, as she reached down to find a sink before her but the light switch turned on and it wasn't Stefan.

It was Damon.

Damon behind her, touching her, smiling at her in the mirror's reflection.

"Get your hands off me!" She exclaimed, trying to get them off of her waist but Damon was just a little too strong.

"Nuh uh, little witch," Damon's voice was like liquid fire into Bonnie's ear and Bonnie could feel her emotions boiling, and for once, the vampire was not in control. But Bonnie, the strong girl she had always been, emerged. "Or should I say... vampire."

Bonnie used all her force to knock Damon away from her, hearing him crash onto the toilet seat, which was closed by the way. Her form of telekinesis held him down and closed the door behind her, without moving one muscle. "You stay the hell away from me." Was that a threat? Damon was sure he heard a threat from this girl before him. Damon just smirked and licked his lips, not being able to move himself.

"I could but where's the fun in that? Somebody's been eating a little too much kibbles n bits." Bonnie's grip on his body tightened even more. "And aggressive. I like that."

"Shut up," Bonnie replied, fighting the urge to also attach herself to him like she did with Stefan. God, what's wrong with me?

"It's in you, isn't it? The hunger? You want everything. You love blood, and sex, and it gets harder and harder each time you slip further and further into what I call, vampire land. Welcome to it, Bonnie, we've got cookies." Damon loved to hear himself talk, and felt the invisible hold that Bonnie had on him disappear.

"Get out of here before I do something worse." Bonnie leaned her head against the mirror, leaning against the sink and remembered what she was wearing when she felt the cool sink against her warm skin. Yeah, still half naked. Could this night get any worse?

But when Damon approached her again, and his forehead rested against the temple of her head. "I know what I saw, witch girl. You know that I saw you and Stefan together, and I wonder what Elena would have to say but... instead of telling her, I want to propose a proposition."

"I owe you nothing, Damon. You've caused nothing but trouble and heartache. Every time I see you or think about what you did... what you did to this town... I want to kill you." Bonnie spat it out from her lips and felt Damon get closer, meshing their bodies together. "So what makes you think that I'll listen to what you have to say?"

"For Elena's sake, for Stefan's sake... you don't want to hurt them now do you? Especially Elena. Imagine the look on her face when she finds out that not only has her best friend is now one of the undead but also fucking her undead boyfriend. The drama is classic but let me give you something that Stefan can't and I won't tell a damn soul. Any living ones for that matter."

"And what's that?"

"I can give you the world..." Damon whispered it into her ear and it echoed and echoed...

The next morning, no more encounters with Damon, no more anything with Damon.

Bonnie vowed right then and there, in her bedroom that she was not to get involved with any more vampires. No Katherine, no Stefan and definitely no Damon.

Caroline had left three messages begging Bonnie to come sub for Matt after school for the Miss Mystic Falls dance practice. Reluctantly, Bonnie said yes, not wanting to let down Caroline. Instead of rushing up to get ready, Bonnie decided to crawl back into her own, familiar bed, and turned out the lights.

What she didn't know was that a black crow was perched outside of her window, watching her sleep.

Damon had followed Bonnie, in disguise as a crow, back to her now empty home. A slight pang of guilt ran through him when he noticed that Bonnie was now alone. Okay, so her grandmother's death had a large part to do with him and his quest to find Katherine... but she wasn't in the tomb, she wasn't near Mystic Falls. But seeing Bonnie, so full of aggression, anger, hurt, sadness, confusion, she was far beyond what he was like as a newborn.

But one question was on his mind: who had turned her?

Granted, he knew it wasn't Stefan, he wouldn't bite a human with a conscious, let alone turn a witch.

So there he was, perched on a tree stem, watching her sleep almost instantly. He knew that the sun was to come up soon but he wanted to keep an eye on the girl, just for a few hours.

Bonnie couldn't wait to get out of school, well after after school. Substituting for Matt was probably the hardest thing she had to do since returning. No, that's a lie. It was hardest thing to do as Bonnie the friend. As she danced with Caroline, picking up the steps quickly than anyone else, minus Stefan that is, she could feel Elena's eyes on her as she twirled Caroline around after the lesson was over.

She walked from the school property to her car that was still parked next to Caroline's, listening to Lady Gaga's "Dance in the Dark" through her ipod. It was as if her own lyrics began to make sense to Bonnie as she somewhat skipped to the car, unlocking it. "She loves, she loves, she loves to dance in the dark." She sung to herself as she started to climb into the vehicle before being touched on the shoulder. "Caroline, I told you..." she turned around but stopped as she came face to face with Damon. "You're not allowed on school property since you don't belong here. Take your hand off of me." Bonnie gave the vampire a glare who in return reluctantly removed his hand. "If you're here for Stefan or Elena, hang around the boys' locker rooms."

"Actually, I came to see you," Damon admitted.

Bonnie sighed visibly. "For what? You want a repeat of what happened the other night?"

"As a big turn on that was, I started thinking - "

"You actually have brain cells active in there?" Bonnie got really snarky. She then swore she could have heard Damon give out a growl and it hit her somewhere in the bottom of her stomach.

Damon just grasped Bonnie by the arm tightly, and pulled her close to him. "You smell like him," she heard a softer growl that echoed in her ears as Damon leaned into her ear and let out a breath that sounded like a shudder. "You shouldn't smell like him. He's already with her... you, me, you and me. I prefer that." Bonnie was almost stunned, feeling Damon's presence grow even more around her, and realized something... was being a vampire causing both Damon and Stefan to act so... goo goo ga ga over her? Months ago, they wouldn't have given her a second look, too busy wrapped in the Elena/Katherine angle.

Remember to meditate, Bonnie, meditate... it became a mantra in Bonnie's head as she let Damon's lips come into contact with her neck, right where she knew her blood was rushing to now. "...should have been me." She randomly heard Damon's last words before he pulled himself away from Bonnie, his fangs visible, vampire eyes directed to her.

Bonnie didn't need to tell him to leave, he retreated at superhuman speed, but Bonnie took a moment to catch her breath, calm her heart down that was beating furiously against her chest. As she finally climbed into the safety of her car, automatically locking it behind her, she leaned her head against the wheel, resting it.

But she didn't catch the eyes of the other Salvatore brother who had watched the entire scene take place before him...

It took almost an entire week for Bonnie to find more information in her Grams books about any vampire-witches. The most she found was that if one should ever occur, it usually ended in tragedy. Either one side would completely take over, causing enough destruction and chaos for the person itself. And after looking at some of the photos that were in connection with said passages, Bonnie frowned at them and closed the books. Plus, she other things on her mind, today was the day of the Miss Mystic Falls and she promised Caroline she'd show up.

But Bonnie wasn't necessarily enjoying it. Seeing both brothers around Elena at two separate occasions, she felt a slight pang in her heart, and disappeared among the crowds of people, looking for a place of solitude.

Elena danced with Damon in public for that matter but where was Stefan? Nobody really knew and if they did, they didn't care either.

But watching Stefan, before herself, Elena and Damon, like a monster, blood all over his mouth, running down his chin, he pushed Damon away with ease. Bonnie didn't like what she saw, she never saw anyone do a complete 180, not Stefan. He looked as if he was in pain, confusion, anger, and Bonnie decided to do the one thing she only could do. She closed her eyes, cradling the long coat around her as she began to venture into the vampire's mind, distracting him with sounds of high frequency. One thing her Grams told her was that going into a vampire's mind was almost like Pandora's Box. Just one step into it, and you're opening a can of worms but as Stefan clung to himself, retreating back away, she could feel both Elena and Damon's eyes on her, almost in fear and fascination.

Her eyes caught Stefan's for that brief moment and he ran away from them, and Bonnie held her head after using her powers.

Spending the night alone again, Bonnie didn't change out of her dress. She sat in the living room, on the couch, in silence. No candles, no television, just darkness. She sniffled the tears that were weighing on her, rubbed her face with her hands but looked up at the door being knocked on. She had hoped it wasn't Caroline, or Elena, or whoever else. She just wanted to be left alone.

But to her surprise, it was Damon on the other side, still in his own suit from earlier.

"What do you want, Damon?" Bonnie was in no mood to argue, debate, or play games with him. Not tonight. "Well?" Again, Damon didn't say anything. There was no smirk on his face, no witty reply, nothing. He just stared at her and ever since she was bitten by Damon, she felt truly and utterly uncomfortable. Not even afraid, just uncomfortable. "If you don't want anything, leave me alone."

She was about to close the door in front of him but was stopped when Damon spoke up. "Stefan, he needs help. Will you help him?"

Her eyebrow rose at the sudden change of heart that Damon showed for his own brother. "The human blood has affected him greatly. I don't know if he'll ever recover from it." Bonnie spoke up, leaning against the door frame, not letting Damon into her home. "How did he... how did he....?"

How did he get hooked on it in the first place?

"Elena, she risked it to save his life. And after being on animal blood for so long, human blood is like... a drug. You want more and more and more of it, and he can't control it like I can." There was the real Damon emerging. "So can you cure him?"

Bonnie actually liked Stefan, she didn't want him to go down that path of turning into another Damon, the world only needed one. "Yes."

The trust factor was still not fully there between herself and Damon, or herself and Elena. Stefan, she was starting to get to a somewhat decent place with him but deep down, she did it for herself, not Elena or Damon's sake.

Eventually, Damon returned to the boarding house with what Bonnie had given him, and after lying to Elena about where he got it, Stefan's lifeless body was carried to a cell, injected with a poison that Bonnie had concocted through a spell book handwritten by Emily herself. The poison was to kill out the human blood that was still coursing through his body, draining it of enough energy to where he wouldn't have the energy to go hunt for another victim.

Damon was sitting in the ground, alongside Elena, waiting for the sun to come up but he didn't want Elena there with him.

He wanted Bonnie.

A/N: I totally realize that it's becoming another triangle but with our favorite witch! Eek! So who would we want to see Bonnie get with in the end? Stefan? Damon? Both? Is that even possible... hmm...