I live! *insert mushu mulan gif* Hi! So after a year and some change, and almost abandoning this story I have returned. The Story is heading into a bit of a different direction than originally planned but I think this chapter fits none the less. As Always I hope you enjoy! I also want to give a shoutout to mikjenl08 for the encouraging PM, 2 week deadline met! I hope this was worth the wait!

"What. The. Hell," Damon thought to himself. For the last few weeks or so anytime Damon was around Bonnie he became a silent idiot. For example she came over to visit when Caroline called a mandatory game night to "act normal, if not just for a few hours." And for the undead life of him he could not get his tongue to form proper sentences or even look at her directly. Any time she would speak to him, all that came out was a bunch on hmm's, nods, and grunts. He had digressed back to a neanderthal state!

"This is bonnie fault," he thought as he paced his bedroom floor trying to pinpoint just when he'd lost his mind. "It's almost like she was trying…

"Caroline! Blondie," he shouted rushing down the stairs and speeding up to Caroline and grabbing her by the shoulders pulling her from Stefan's embrace.

"Get your hands off me you psycho!" Caroline said, forcefully shrugging out his grasp.

"Damon what's your problem," Stefan asked coming to stand in front of Caroline.

"How about you ask your plastic pal here what my problem is,"

"Hey!" Caroline exclaimed at his nickname.

Pinching the bridge of his nose and taking a calming breath Stefan asked "Make sense please,"

"I'm talking about one pint sized green eyed witch and all the weird shit that's been going on! I know barbie here knows! Hell it was probably her idea," Damon yelled.

Both Caroline and Stefan stared at Damon confused.

"Bonnie Bennett has been trying to seduce me," He huffed out.

Both Caroline and Stefan looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

"What?" Caroline questioned, holding her sides trying to stop the laugher.

"The outfits, the mystical lapdance," Damon began.

"Mystical Lapdance," Stefan asked

"She came over here pretending, like she needed to practice," he said making air quotes "A spell, and the next thing I know I've got twenty Bonnie's going all showgirls on me,"

"When was this," asked Stefan.

"About a month ago! And speaking of, where the hell has she been" Damon questioned looking between the two.

"Wow, is that why you've been been held up in your room listening to that Beyoncé song over and over," Caroline asked ignoring his question about Bonnie's where abouts.

Damon shot him a look.

"And why would Bonnie give YOU a lapdance," Stefan added.

"That's exactly what she did with all her sexy shadows and what not," Damon yelled

"Oh god Damon she showed me shadow step, and there was nothing seductive about it," Caroline said barely keeping her poker face.

"The hell it wasn't!" He yelled back.

"I think you're reaching, and besides if she's giving anyone a lapdance it's that hottie warlock Xavier" she said with a smirk on her face.

"Who?!" He asked eyes widening in shock.

"Xavier the hot warlock, to whom Bonnie may or may not be bestowing sexy witchy lap dances to. Did I not just say this," she asked still smirking.

"I think that's what you just said," Stefan responded smiling at her.

"I've never heard about any Xander, besides last I checked Bonnie wasn't dating or interested in anyone," Damon said, sure that they were both yanking his chain.

"It's Xavier, and you might want to check again. But that was to be expected right? Especially when you told her…" Caroline trailed off knowing Damon would see where she was going.

"Is that so," Damon asked to no one in particular "Well I'll just go ask her about this Xander myself," He said pushing past Stefan and Caroline heading for the door.

"Nope your not. Bonnie's gone," Stefan spoke up before Damon made it to the door.

"Well, where the hell is she," He asked both Stefan and Caroline.

The two looked at each other for a brief second having a silent conversation.

"Well are you going to tell me or play googlie eyes with each other," he yelled.

"She's gone to a sabbath has been for the last week and won't be back until the end of next week. We saw her and Xavier off sunday. You'd know this if you weren't too busy brooding," Stefan stated

"Well where the hell is it? He asked.

"Don't know," Caroline answered "Witch business, and pull your finger off the speed dial no technology allowed," She added.

"So you mean to tell me you two idiots sent her off for two weeks to some unknown place, with some rando, with no way of contact if she gets in trouble," he asked.

"Assuming much are we Damon," Caroline asked. "Bonnie is thee witch, I mean she is literally one of most the powerful witches walking the planet second to almost none, she's also going to be surround by powerful covens all week. I think she's covered," She added.

Damon huff and started to rebut but was cut off by Stefan adding, "Besides Xavier will be with her, he'll protect her if need be."

At that Damon looked like his head was about to explode. "Who was this guy that Bonnie was what, dating?" he wondered.

Both Caroline and Stefan watched Damon as he huffed, grunted, then walked toward the wet bar and downed half a bottle of whiskey. Once he seemingly had his fill he mumbled something about going to clear his head and blurred out the house. Once he was gone they let their laughter ring free. Although Bonnie had giving up her five stage program to get Damon it seemed like the universe had other plans. After Bonnie's dance had left Damon shocked into silence she was sure that it was enough to push Damon to do something especially after Caroline had told her about him brooding to the Beyoncé song she used. But then it was followed by a week of him barely speaking to her or acknowledging her.

She had grown frustrated and it hit her that she was trying to force and manipulate something that wasn't in the cards. If she had to put on a show to get Damon to return her feelings then it just wasn't worth it. So she finally accepted a date from Xavier, a warlock from a coven she'd been helping and found that being desired openly and without force felt good. So she told Caroline that she was moving on without Damon and that the plan was off.

Caroline, of course was happy. Xavier was smart, hot and worthy of Bonnie's time. But she was also a bit worried because while Bonnie had un-boarded the Damon train, it looked like it was still going full speed ahead and someone out there had ripped the brakes off. Damon was starting to catch a clue and if he doesn't hurry up and solve the mystery soon, well let's just say she worried somebody was going to get their heart ripped out figuratively and literally.

"The longer he takes to work out his feelings the further Bonnie is from him and the closer she gets to Xavier," Caroline wondered aloud as her and Stefan both sat in the now abandoned great room.

"Is that such a bad thing," he asked.

"He's going to get himself hex or staked, Xavier is not some witchling," she added.

"Damon has always been slow on the uptake. Besides if it comes to that maybe we can get Xavier to hex him to 100 years of silence and soberness," Stefan joked.

"Stefan..." Caroline said turning to look at Stefan in slight shock.

"Care, really all we can do is watch and maybe prevent a head or two from rolling,"

"Ughhh this would be so much easier if your brother wasn't such a jackass,"

"Well maybe this is what he needs. He has to grow from thinking every love interest; Bonnie, is Elena adjacent," Stefan said.

"You're right. I just don't want Bonnie to get caught in the crossfire," Caroline said leaning her head onto Stefan's shoulder.

"I wouldn't worry too much about Bonnie," he added. "I think the odds are in her favor."

"Look Damon, the sabbath is a sacred time for witches and warlocks. Any other supernaturals? Not welcomed. And trying to crash one definitely not recommended. Whoever you are looking for wait until the end of the week to get in touch,"

"Oscar, you owe me. I tracked down that witch who lifted your hex, not mention what happen in 86," Damon said leaning against his car in the parking lot of the Grill.

"God, I should have listen to Bree. Look if I help you get to the sabbath and that's all you're getting! We are even. Done. And not a word about who helped you," Oscar stated looking around making sure no one he knew was around to see him helping the oldest Salvatore.

"I guess we can settle up. By the by, why are you not at this witchy romp," Damon asked.

"When you bone one too many coven leaders wives...let's just say one spiteful hex was enough to stir clear," Oscar said clearing his throat and placing his hands on the hood of Damon's car.

"Hot witchy wives? Sounds worth it to me,' He said watching Oscar chant low and in what sounded like latin.

"Yeah? Well tell me that when you have pebble stones pouring out of…" he glances down "...Places. Look," he continued "I've spelled your car to lead you to the sabbath just get in and drive and you'll find yourself heading to the right spot,"

"Why can't you just tell me where it is, I'm just suppose to trust your juju," Damon asks.

"The community has a way of knowing things during the sabbath the less I actually say the better," Oscar adds.

Damon had been driving for the last nine hours when he finally passed the Welcome sign that signaled the end of his journey.

"Of course, where else but Salem."