Bloodlust
Timeline: Crying Wolf
Parings: Bonnie/Damon, Stefan/Elena, Caroline/?
A/N: Yay, another chapter! I give thanks to everyone who reviewed (Jacqueline B, glasvegas, Meye, whitestripes123, Eddieizzie, damonlover, Ewalk96, aprilf00l, Mione W.G, kristela, Cynner, kisha96, bamon, Maverick37, strllalabelle, zozo42, Twilightlovie14, jamicanwolfgirlbtw, Sachmet, and starinthem). Thanks to all who favored Bloodlust and added to their alerts. Everybody, I am sooooooooo sorry about the long wait! I was sick on spring break and I didn't have the strength to work on the story. But I finished it and hope you like the length and the twist. Enjoy!
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Damon watched the three girls sleep and thought what would be the best way to piss them off. When Bonnie didn't answer his messages, he though the best thing to do was to come and check up on her. He walked to the window and with a smile on his face, pulled back the curtains to reveal the bright morning sunlight.
The three girls groaned at the sudden bright light. The girls tried to pull the covers over their heads but Damon was quicker and grabbed the covers away, earning him another groan. "Time to get up ladies." He said in a loud, booming voice.
It was obvious to the girls that they weren't going to get anymore sleep, so they grumbled and groaned as they opened their eyes. Damon smirked at their morning habits. "You know, I came to check up on Bonnie but I didn't know I'd get to watch a threesome."
Three pillows made their way into Damon's face who just laughed at his joke. Elena's phone rang and she sleepily stumbled to the device. The supernaturals watched as Elena answered her phone. When she blushed at the greeting, all of them knew one person had that effect on her. She hastily excused herself, leaving the two girls with Damon.
Bonnie watched Damon's gaze turned back towards her. "So, Bonnie, Blondie, how was last night? I want to know all the sordid details. Who touched who?"
"You're a perv." Caroline grimaced at Damon, who was wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Bonnie got up from the bed, giving Damon a glare as she headed towards the bathroom. Elena walked in as Bonnie closed the door, jumping onto the bed.
"Damon, you really need to talk to Bonnie."
"Why is that, Elena?" The vampire asked.
Damon watched the two exchange looks, before Caroline spoke. "Last night, Bonnie drank my cup of blood. And she liked it. A LOT."
He wheeled his head towards Elena, whose subtle nod confirmed the blonde's statement. "You and Barbie are telling me that Bonnie's craving blood? And you're worried?"
"Yeah, Bonnie's gone all Twilight on us."
Elena and Damon looked at Caroline like she had grown two heads. "What? I'm just saying."
"I appreciate the concern but really, Twilight, Caroline?"
Everyone had turned towards the bathroom door to see Bonnie leaning against it. She was smiling but she looked tired. Caroline smiled at being caught while the raven haired vampire sped towards Bonnie. "Hey, heard you're craving the red stuff."
"Damon…"
He brushed a couple of strands of hair away from her face. "Why didn't you tell me about this?" His face filled with concern.
The young witch sighed, "I didn't know the pains were because of the blood, Damon."
Blue orbs narrowed at the witch. He pushed her slightly into the door, quietly growling. "You didn't tell me that this has been going on?"
Bonnie slightly pushed on Damon's chest. "Can we talk about this later?" She whispered. He growled at her, nonetheless he backed away slightly. "Fine."
The impulsive vampire was pissed. It was just like Bonnie to keep something as important as this from him. The beautiful witch was too fucking stubborn for her own good. He headed out the bedroom door, fuming. "Hurry the hell up and get dressed. I'll be waiting downstairs."
The three watched him leave, obvious to the anger he was radiating. "Bonnie…" Caroline started but Bonnie shook her head. "Let's just get dressed. The sooner, the better."
Bonnie grabbed her bag and headed back into the bathroom. She needed to hurry up; dealing with the vampire downstairs was going to take a lot of her efforts.
Damon watched as the girls walked down the stairs. All feelings of anger almost dissipated at the sight of her, almost. He watched as Elena gave her friends a giant hug before leaving.
"Where's Elena heading off to?"
"Meeting Stefan, of course." Caroline rolled her eyes at him.
Damon hands itched at wrapping them around the blonde's neck. If only she wasn't someone Bonnie cared about. He cursed his sire for killing the blonde. She would forever be a thorn in his eternal ass.
He sped behind Bonnie, wrapping his arms around her waist. "How about you and me ditch the blonde and go somewhere?"
The green-eyed witch scoffed at hi m, wiggling out of his embrace. "Actually Damon, Caroline and I have plans today."
"What does these plans consist of?"
"Well we need more information and what better way to get it than from the source."
Damon glared at the blonde, knowing she was behind this plan. "Great. Super. Been there, done that. Katherine's not going to give you anything unless you bargain with her."
"We're not going to ask Katherine, you womanizer. We're going to get it from Luka." Caroline said, earning a growl from Damon.
"I don't like this." And he didn't. He didn't like the thought of Bonnie putting herself in harm's way to get info on the moonstone.
Bonnie sensed his concern and put a soothing hand on his chest. "It'll be easy. Besides if anything happens, I have Caroline."
The blonde smiled at Bonnie's words. After last night, it felt awesome to know Bonnie trusted her with her safety. "She's right, Damon. I'll be with her so you don't have to worry."
"You better, Blondie. If something happens to her, I'm coming after you with a nice, big wooden stake."
He slowly kissed Bonnie on the cheek, earning a blush from her. "Call me if anything happens."
Caroline rolled her eyes at his distrust of her. She grabbed Bonnie by the hand, dragging her towards the door and towards her car. Even though she hated the thing called Damon, she was sort of glad he put a smile on her best friend's face.
Early in the morning, Tyler found himself back in the woods from the night before. He didn't understand anything anymore. Caroline was really hurt last night. He felt really bad about what he did. She was right, he had just stood there but the feeling of betrayal was still strong.
He knew he shouldn't have answered Jules' call this morning but something inside hum urged him to answer, to meet them.
He walked up to the trailer and saw Jules waiting there for him. The blonde smiled at his arrival. "Tyler. I'm really glad you showed up."
Brady, the scruffy werewolf, came out of the trailer along with another man, who looked too scrawny to be a werewolf. "Hey Tyler, glad you showed up."
"Yeah I'm here, but I though you would be long gone by now. That guy really wanted you to leave town."
"We will. It's obvious that this town is crawling with vampires but before we leave, we need your help. We need you to help us find the moonstone."
"Why is everyone making such a big deal about this rock? What's so special about it anyways?"
The scrawny kid scoffed at Tyler's words. "Didn't Mason tell you anything? That 'rock' is salvation to us all. It's the key to breaking the curse of the sun and the moon."
"What curse?"
The scrawny werewolf groaned out in frustration. How was he related to Mason?
Jules calmly explained it to Tyler, who was having a hard time reeling his head around the new information.
"If vampires break the curse, they can walk around in the daylight, which means werewolf extermination. But if we werewolves break it, we wouldn't have to change every full moon. We could control out transformation."
"I wouldn't have to change ever again?"
"Not if you didn't want to."
Tyler's hopes soared at the thought of controlling the transformation. Never again would he have to endure the agonizing pain of becoming the animal that he despised. He wouldn't have to hurt innocent people.
"What do you need me for?" He asked, hoping he could help.
Jules and Brady turned towards the scrawny werewolf. "Stevie."
"Well in order to break the curse, you need three things: the moonstone, the doppelgänger, and the heir of the original shaman who first placed the curse. Judging by the way the vampires acted, they must have the doppelgänger and possibly the heir."
"What's a doppelgänger?"
"Evil twin shadow person. Since Mason's evil slut girlfriend is a vampire, we're betting she knows everything about it. That's where you come in. We need you to find out where Kathy is." Stevie pulled out his phone and searched through it. When he found what he was looking for, he showed Tyler a phone. "This is what she looks like."
Tyler's eyes widen in recognition. "That's Elena Gilbert."
The werewolves looked at Tyler in shock. "Wait, you know her?"
"I've known her my whole life. She, Caroline, and Bonnie are best friends."
Stevie and Brady looked to each other, then to Jules. "Where is Elena now?"
"I don't know. Bonnie, Elena, and Caroline are almost together all the time."
"Is there any way you can find out without raising suspicion?"
Tyler had a bad feeling about this but the thought of controlling his own transformation was a dream come true. "Yeah, sure."
"Call us when you find out. We'll all go together as a pack."
Tyler nodded. He turned back and headed out towards the end of the woods. A part of him didn't trust Jules and the werewolves but they were the only ones who knew what he was going through. He rationalized the plan with the fact that no one was going to get hurt, innocent blood wouldn't be shed. Hopefully, Caroline would forgive him in the end.
Damon found himself at the Boarding House watching Elena and Stefan pack. Apparently, they were going away for the weekend at the Gilbert's Lake house. He was really waiting for Alaric to come over but he loved making fun of Stelena. "Ooh Elena, you should take something skimpy. It might make St. Stefan lose his sainthood."
The brunette glared at him making Damon chuckle. "You're right Elena, that's impossible for Stefan to do."
"Shouldn't you be worried about Bonnie and her new cravings?" She asked the blue-eyed vampire.
Stefan came in the room with a large brown bag. "What new cravings?"
"Little brother, haven't you heard? My Bonnie has developed a taste for a certain red liquid."
Stefan's eyebrows rose, "Bonnie's drinking blood? I figured it was a matter of time."
"You knew?" The brunette asked, glancing at the two brothers.
"God, are you slow? She's carrying a half vampire child. I figured if the vervain affected her then maybe blood would too."
"Damon….."Stefan warned. He really could be nicer to Elena.
"What? It's not my fault Elena can't keep up. Now my witch on the other hand….."
"Did something happen between you and Bonnie?" Stefan asked. By the way Damon was acting, he thought maybe Bonnie and him had an argument.
Damon plopped onto a chair, fingering his day walking ring. "Not at all little brother."
The green eyed vampire wasn't convinced but thought that Damon would tell him when he felt like it. He grabbed his and Elena's bags and headed towards the front door. "Call us if you need anything."
Damon scoffed, "Like that would happen."
He waited until the couple was out the door before he grabbed a glass of scotch. Stefan and his emotions. Pfft. He was just about to drown the brown liquid when he heard a knock on the door. Speeding towards the door, he opened to reveal Alaric.
"Damon."
"Alaric, glad you're here. Got something to show you."
The brown-haired man followed the vampire into the study knowing whatever it was Damon had called him for, wasn't good.
"You know there's a tea party at the Historical Society for a man named Elijah Smith. Says he wants to write a book."
Damon's eyebrows rose. "He's using Smith? How original."
The vampire turned around and revealed a dagger to the vampire hunter. "Our old friend, John gave this to me to kill Elijah. Supposedly, if I dipped the dagger into the remains of an old ash tree that dates back to the beginning of time then I can kill him."
Alaric turned the dagger over carefully wondering how a simple thing can kill someone so old. "You trust him?"
"Guy tried to kill me, which makes him pretty low on the people I trust list."
"Fair enough." The vampire looked at Damon, who appeared to be in deep thought. Even he knew that was a bad sign. "Please don't tell me you're going to try to kill him at the Tea Party?"
The century old vampire snorted. "No, too many witnesses. But it would be rude of us not to welcome the guy to Mystic Falls." Damon smiled. He grabbed his signature leather jacket and motioned for the mortal to follow him. Elijah would rue the day he stepped into Mystic Falls, his territory.
Bonnie and Caroline sat in a booth at the Grille conversing. They had just come back from Bonnie's and now they were waiting for Luka, their target. The blonde was eager for a good gossip session to take her mind off last night's events.
"So, Bonnie. You and Damon….."
Bonnie sighed, knowing that their current subject was bound to come up sooner or later. "Damon and I are complicated."
"How so? From what it looked like this morning, I'd say you two are a couple."
"I don't know what we are."
The blonde smiled at her best friend. "When you were asleep, Damon was really protective of you. He made sure you were taken care of. Even though he only let me in because of Stefan, I saw how much less of an ass he was around you."
"Why didn't Damon let Jeremy in?" Bonnie wanted to find out the reason and she knew she could count on Caroline to give her a straight answer.
Caroline nervously bit her bottom lip. "Well….you see...Jeremy has a crush on you."
The blonde was shocked when Bonnie started to laugh. "Seriously, Care. Tell me the truth."
"I'm swearing on the bonds of sisterhood that it's true. He's pretty infatuated with you and not in the good way."
Bonnie shook her head at the thought of Jeremy having a crush on her. It was an absurd notion. He was Elena's little brother!
Caroline tapped Bonnie on the shoulder and watched as Luka entered the Grille. The bubbly blonde gave her a thumbs up sign, to which Bonnie comically rolled her eyes at. She got up and headed towards the young warlock who had stopped at the pool table near the back.
Caroline watched as Matt passed in front of her. The golden haired man smiled brightly at her as he cleaned a nearby table. She smiled back, grateful that things were sort of okay between them. Her smile quickly disappeared as Jeremy walked in.
The teen spotted the young vampire and knew that Bonnie would be here as well. He walked slowly towards the blonde, casually greeting her. "Hey Caroline. Where's Bonnie?"
"Over there, working her magic."
Jeremy turned to where Caroline was staring and a wave of jealously passed though him. Bonnie was awfully close to Luka, casually touching his arm.
"What's she doing?" He calmly asked but his balled up fists contradicted his tone.
Caroline smirked at his actions. Damon would not like this. "You'll see."
Bonnie lightly touched the warlocks arm, smiling brightly at him. "You know, I'm sorry that I was so angry at you. I saw what your father did for us last night and I am grateful."
Luka couldn't help but smile at the witch. "I knew you would come around soon. We're family. There should be no animosity between us."
"You're so right, Luka." Bonnie said as she moved to towards him. She opened her arms and embraced him in a hug. She rested her head on his shoulder, giving him a false sense of security. Quietly, she whispered a chant, causing the warlock to become disoriented.
She pulled out of the embrace, putting on a façade of worry. "What's wrong?" She asked, panicked.
Luka grabbed his head, stumbling. The brunette turned towards Caroline, a little shocked that Jeremy was following her. He hurried towards the pair, smiling at the witch before helping Luka to his feet. "I got him."
Bonnie nervously smiled back, grateful for the help. The teen carried the warlock out, while Bonnie followed. She spotted Caroline talking to Tyler who looked to be helping her with her dropped purse.
She watched as the blonde angrily stomped towards her, flushed and mad. Bonnie wrapped her arm around the blonde's waist, leading her out of the restaurant. She knew Caroline was beyond angry at Tyler's betrayal. She only hoped that it would end well for them.
Damon and Alaric found themselves at the Lockwood Mansion. Damon, clad in usual black, strolled through the mansion, making all the women present turn at his arrival. Alaric tapped him on the shoulder, causing Damon to stop his sauntering. They both turned to look at Jenna who was talking to the reporter from yesterday. The brunette caught his gaze and excused herself. She walked up to him, intent on gaining his companionship once more. "Damon, right? How are you?"
Damon chuckled at her blatant attempt to pursue him. He had to admit she was pretty, maybe even useful. Right now, she was slightly annoying and certainly not his type. "Excuse me; I think I see Carol."
His second brush off of her caused Jenna to intervene once more, giving Damon a nasty look while she attempted to console her friend once more. Jenna motioned to Alaric to help her deal with the situation. The brown haired hunter cast a defeated look towards Damon before following Jenna. Damon scoffed at Alaric being whipped. He turned away, walking into the foyer towards the acting Mayor.
"Carol."
Carol Lockwood turned towards the mention of her name and smiled when she instantly recognized Damon. "Damon, hi."
Carol embraced the blue-eyed man, grateful of the man that had helped out so much during the Council's crisis with the vampire problems. Damon turned to the brown haired man Carol was talking to before his arrival.
"Damon, I want to introduce you to Elijah Smith."
Elijah extended his hand and a fake smile towards Damon who shook his hand with a fake smile of his own. Carol turned towards the brown haired man. "Elijah, Damon's family is one of Mystic Falls founding families."
"Really? Well I would love to talk to you more about your family's history."
"Sure, we could do it right now. You don't mind Carol?"
The older woman smiled. "No, of course not. Elijah, I'll be in touch with you later."
"A pleasure."
The two vampires watched as the mortal walked away, leaving the two alone. "Shall we?" Damon said. The Original held a stoic expression but nodded. Damon lead the Original into an unoccupied room, making sure no one saw them enter.
The younger vampire closed the door and locked it, making sure they were to be uninterrupted.
The Original sat down on the leather sofa, making himself as comfortable as he could get. "To what do I owe this pleasure to?"
Damon stood near the door, leaning on the red oak table. "I was hoping we could have a word or two."
"Where is the doppelgänger?"
"Oh she's safe with Stefan. We had a small werewolf problem."
The Original chuckled to himself. "Yes, I heard about that. How is the Bennett witch by the way?"
"You should know. It was, after all, your pet witch that saved the day."
"You are welcome."
Damon balled his fists in anger. Original or not, Elijah was close to pissing him off. "Why are you here?"
Elijah stood up from the sofa, tired of the childish vampire in front of him. "Do not be bothered by such trivial questions. All you need to worry about is keeping Elena and The Bennett out of harm's way. You will be certain I will take care of the rest."
Elijah moved towards the door but Damon blocked him, clearly angered by the lack of information he was given. Elijah smiled at his tenaciousness. Maybe there was a reason why he was chosen as the Father.
"I don't think so. Whatever your plans are, it concerns my witch. Give me a reason while I shouldn't kill you where you stand."
Damon moved to grab Elijah by the neck but the elder vampire was faster. Elijah effortlessly grabbed Damon's neck pinning him to the nearest wall. "You young vampires, so arrogant and impulsive. You dare to threaten me? You dare to challenge your elder?"
Damon struggled to be released but found it impossible yet he smirked at his sudden realization. "You can't kill me. That's not part of the deal."
"Maybe not, but as with every contract there are certain loopholes." He grabbed a pencil from a nearby desk and embedded it to Damon's throat. The blue-eyed vampire cried out in pain as the Original released him.
Damon quickly removed the wooden object and held his now rapidly bleeding wound. Elijah handed him a white handkerchief which contrasted with his all black suit. "I am an Original. You should show me great respect. When the time comes when you are no longer any use to me, I will kill you and leave with the Bennett. Understood?"
The vampire didn't respond which made Elijah chuckle. He calmly walked out of the room, leaving Damon to tend to his still bleeding wound. For Damon, this crossed the already thinned line between him and the Original. He would never have a chance to kill him. It would be the other way around. He will kill him first.
Tyler sat in the trailer after returning with Caroline's phone. Elena had revealed to him that she and Stefan were heading towards the Lake House to spend their weekend. Jules and Stevie had left with multiple wooden stakes along with other werewolves, leaving Tyler alone with Brady. Something about the whole ordeal made him feel uneasy but he tried to remind himself that he needed this, the chance to transform on his will and it alone.
Brady noticed his nervousness and sat down in the chair across form him. "Tyler, man, don't be nervous. These people and those things, they have done nothing but lie to you. You shouldn't feel guilty. This girl you've known since birth is with a vampire who helped killed Mason. Now if they break the curse, we are as good as dead."
The young werewolf didn't know if that was true or not but he couldn't ask Caroline. She had made it clear that she had wanted nothing to do with him. Brady looked at Tyler, seeing the hesitation and trepidation flashing across his face. "Are you in?" he said in all seriousness.
Tyler gulped audibly. He knew from the beginning Brady was not a person who one should piss off. But he did want the anguish of the transformation to go away. "Yes, I'm in."
Brady dramatically sighed. "Good. I was afraid that you would've said no and then we would've had a problem on own hands."
Tyler chuckled but both of them knew that Brady was not trying to be comical. Brady got up and headed towards the door. "Come on Tyler, we have to go bag us a doppelgänger."
The young werewolf sighed but got up nonetheless. He didn't know what the consequences for going against Brady but he didn't want to find out.
The three had taken Luka to Caroline's house knowing that her mom wouldn't be home for the night. Caroline, as instructed by Bonnie, placed five white candles in the shape of a pentagram. Jeremy carried Luka in the room and laid him down in front of Bonnie, who had kneeled as best as she could in the center of the pentagram.
"Thanks." She said to the teen. He smiled in return and Caroline rolled her eyes at his obvious display of affection.
"Are you sure you're strong enough for this?" He asked, clearly worried for her well-being.
"I'm sure Jeremy."
From what they told him earlier, Jeremy wasn't really sure about her being strong enough to put Luka into a hypnotic trance. Even if she wasn't, he'd make sure she had him to depend on.
She closed her eyes, focusing on the candles. They alighted instantaneously earning praises from both Jeremy and Caroline. She placed both hands on each side of Luka's head, silently chanting. The flames flickered higher as her chanting increased.
Luka had started to moan, moving his hand from side to side. "He's fighting me." Bonnie said in a strained voice. The flames started to rise higher and higher as she applied more magic to keep him in the trance-like state.
"Help me please. Please, stop." Luka cried in an attempt to stop her from gaining access to his mind. Caroline and Jeremy felt sorry but they needed to gain any information they could from him.
The caramel witch chanted louder, almost yelling. It took a while but the warlock's eyes rolled back and Bonnie halted her chanting. She had finally won over his mind, making him under her complete control. She sighed; relieved that she could now ask him questions they needed answer to. "Why are you working with Elijah?"
"We both want Klaus dead."
"Why?"
"We have to get her away from him. He has her."
"Who?"
"My sister. Klaus has my sister."
All three looked shocked at the news of Luka having a sister. "Why does her need your sister?"
"He knows he needs the heir of the original shaman who first placed the curse. He's trying to find a way to break the curse without the doppelgänger. He's been forcing countless witches to do this for generations."
"What has Elijah promised you in return for your services?"
"He's promised to return her to us if we help Elijah kill Klaus."
"How do you kill Klaus, who is the Original Vampire?"
The warlock struggled to regain control. Bonnie tried even harder to suppress his conscious from regaining control. Jeremy watched as her hands started to shake as she utilized even more magic, drawing from her natural element.
"I-I can't! He'll kill me! Don't make me, please." Luka cried, pleading with them. Caroline said nothing, though her worried facial expression spoke volumes. Jeremy couldn't stand seeing someone tortured. "Bonnie, stop. He's had enough."
Bonnie ignored Jeremy. They needed answers and this was their only chance. She forced more magic from her veins, concentrating on nothing but the pulse of the power flowing from her fingertips. "How will you kill Klaus?" She asked again.
Luka succumbed to the ambush of her power once more. "After the sacrifice, Klaus will be vulnerable, weak. It is our only chance."
Caroline was confused, "Wait, after the sacrifice?"
Bonnie continued to ask him questions. "So you mean you have to still go through with the ritual?"
"Yes, Elena will have to die and the heir will be drained. Klaus will be vulnerable, weak."
Bonnie suddenly released her hands, breaking the spell. The flames from the candles extinguished, leaving the room in total darkness. Caroline hurried to turn on the lights. None of them said anything, all knew that it seemed like Elena was certain to die.
Bonnie was breathing heavily; the spell had taken quite a toll on her. She closed her eyes, trying to gather up her strength. Jeremy grabbed her hand, helping her to her feet. She opened her green eyes at the teen, smiling weakly. "Thanks."
Caroline loudly cleared her throat, earning her a glare from Jeremy. "Bonnie, what's going to happen to him?" Jeremy asked curiously.
"Oh, he'll be okay. He won't remember anything."
Caroline rolled her eyes at Jeremy. She effortlessly grabbed Luka and carried him out of the house and into the backseat of her car. Bonnie looked down at her hand to which Jeremy was currently holding on to. The teen blushed and reluctantly let go of the soft, mocha hand. "Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
"I'll be fine." She patted him on the arm, platonically. As she walked away, Jeremy hated seeing the back of her. He had a chance opening, one he would be foolish not to take. He grabbed her arm and turned her around, capturing her pouty lips with his own.
Bonnie's vibrant green eyes widen in shock. The kiss felt…wrong. If she had a brother, this is what it would feel like. She pushed at his chest strongly, giving her space. Jeremy pulled away wondering why Bonnie didn't share his feelings. The kiss was not what he expected, it was even better. She tasted delectable, leaving him wanting more.
"What was that?" She asked wanting the teen to explain himself.
He tried to embrace her but she moved away, moving closer to the door. "Bonnie, can't you see that I have feelings for you?"
"Jeremy, I care about you like my own little brother. Our friendship is strictly platonic."
"Is this about Damon? He doesn't deserve someone like you Bonnie. You're a good person. Someone like Damon doesn't realize how special you are."
The witch looked at Jeremy with widen eyes. His words only confirmed his actions. This was not a crush. He was possibly in love with her. Speechless, Bonnie turned and ran out the door. She smiled as Caroline rested against her car, obviously waiting for her. The blonde's face held concern for her friend, hearing everything that transpired thanks to her enchanced hearing.
"Caroline, do you mind taking Luka back to the Grille alone. I just want to go home." The blonde understandably nodded. She waited until Bonnie got in the passenger side before she opened her own door.
As she started up the car, Caroline glanced back towards her house, wondering what Jeremy must be thinking now. If Damon ever found out, he was going to be pissed beyond reason. She only hoped Jeremy knew what he had gotten himself into by kissing Bonnie.
Damon found himself tied down to a chair with chains. He had a wooden collar with spikes around his neck, which had pierced his throat a couple of times. He groggily looked around to see Alaric motionless on the floor with a stab wound in his stomach. He then noticed Alaric was wearing the ring so he could come back to life. He remembered Jules and the werewolf and the vervain coursing through his body. Damn, he had to make sure he killed Jules.
He looked to his left and saw that scrawny werewolf holding the chain that connected to the collar. He pulled and Damon felt the agonizing pain of the spikes piercing his skin. "I gotta give you credit. You're one strong vampire. Too bad I gotta kill you." Stevie said with a smile on his face.
Jules moved in front of Damon, holding her giant stake rifle. "Tell us where the moonstone is. We know you have it."
The vampire chuckled darkly. "When I get out of here, I'll kill you all slowly. You should ask Mason, I'm really good at the whole torture thing."
Stevie's angrily snarled at the vampire and yanked at the chains, causing Damon to groan out in pain. "Where is it?"
The vampire smirked. "I guess you'll have to beat it out of me."
Jules smiled, he was practically begging to be tortured. "You know, Damon, I could easily go after someone else if you fail to tell me where the moonstone is. I got Caroline, Brady is going after Elena, and maybe I should go after Bonnie."
Damon snarled so loud, the other werewolves flinched at the sound. Jules could torment him all she wanted but Bonnie was marked territory. "Touch her and I'll do more than rip your heart out."
Stevie laughed. "So you have a weakness huh? Good to know."
Elijah appeared in the room, stoic as ever. "You wolves have intruded in business that is of no concern to you. Leave. That is my only warning to you."
The wolves snarled at the obvious vampire. They looked to Jules who nodded at them. The three sped towards him, intent on outmaneuvering and outnumbering him. The Original casually ripped their hearts out, shocking Stevie and Jules. Stevie let go of the chains and sped forward to Elijah while Jules sped away from them, hastily leaving. Elijah punched Stevie hard, breaking his neck with a sickly crack.
Damon and Elijah watched as the body fell, hitting the floor. "Where is the girl?"
"Fled. Typical for a werewolf."
"It does not matter. She is not important."
Elijah made quick work of breaking the chains and the collar, slightly getting pleasure from watching the young vampire helpless. "You do realize that this is the third time I had to save you."
Damon slightly snarled at the Original. He hated the way he made him like a newborn. If only he knew he had the power to kill him. Elijah turned to walk out of the room but paused. "If they had touched the Bennett, I would've held you fully responsible."
"They wouldn't have had the chance."
Elijah scoffed and walked out of the room. Damon was an overconfident vampire, driven by impulses and feelings. As he got closer to the door, he smelt a heavenly aroma dipped in abundant power. He had only sensed this strength of power once and it was a long time ago. It must be the heir, he thought as he opened the door.
Bonnie found herself at the Boarding House. Caroline had dropped her off at her house but she had no desire to stay there. She was used to the loneliness since her dad was barely there but tonight, it was overwhelming. She had no idea what made her drive to the Boarding House but she knew Damon would console her.
When she arrived at the door, she hesitated for a second on the threshold. She had felt an aura. It pulsed with the suffocating feeling of death. She held her stomach as a nauseating feeling washed over her. The door in front of her opened and Bonnie was face to face with a brown haired man. He was very easy on the eyes but she realized that he was the source of the aura she had just felt.
Instinctively, she took a step back causing the man to smirk at her. "That is a wise move, Bonnie."
Bonnie froze and wrapped a hand around her slightly bulging stomach. "How do you know who I am?"
He took one step in front of her and sniffed the air around her. The power humming beneath her flesh was enough to drive him insane. "Let me introduce myself. I am Elijah. It is truly a pleasure to meet you Bonnie." He grabbed her hand and chivalrously kissed the back of it.
He gently released her hand and moved to the side, walking past her. "Until we meet again, Bonnie."
She watched him sped into the night, leaving her with a mixture of stun and panic. She had just met Elijah, one of the Originals. She didn't know how she made it into the house but she found herself in the study.
Damon was wrapping the dead bodies in carpets while a shaken Alaric was calling Jenna, apologizing for his absent presence. Damon smelt a familiar scent. He turned to the door, watching as Bonnie entered. The witch looked around the room, noticing blood stains everywhere. "What happened?"
"Werewolf extermination. Messy job."
She noticed that Damon's hands were covered in blood and well as Alaric's shirt. "Are you two okay?"
Alaric had hung up the phone, exhaling sharply. Dying did not feel good. He fully saw Bonnie's stomach, still in amazement of how Damon and Bonnie could conceive. "I'm alright. I see you tomorrow Damon."
"Night, Rick." Damon said grabbing the last of the bodies and putting them in a pile. He patted Bonnie's shoulder and left, leaving Damon and Bonnie alone.
Damon walked up to Bonnie and she gently touched his neck. "What really happened?"
"Jules and her pack ambushed me and tortured me, nothing new."
"Why was Elijah here?"
The vampire's eyebrows rose at her sentence. "You met Elijah? What did he say?"
The witch sighed, closing her eyes. "He just introduced himself to me, that's all."
Damon observed her face and noticed she looked tired. He embraced her in a hug, one she so desperately needed. He smelt that shit faced teen's scent all over her and silently growled. A part of him wanted to ask her why it was three but he decided against it, knowing how tired she was. He felt her sag and picked her up, carrying her to his room.
The vampire laid her down on his bed, watching how tired she was. He took off his shoes, getting into the bed as well, laying on his side beside her. "Tell me what you found out." He said, propping his head to look at her.
"Jonas and Luka are working with Elijah because Klaus has their daughter. It turns out, they had no intention of saving Elena. The moment when Klaus is weak is after the ritual is performed."
"So he planned to kill Elena all along?"
"Yeah, which means I am still needed. He said it will drain me."
Damon did not like the information. He would make sure that they wouldn't get a chance to perform it. He hopped off the bed and sped downstairs. He returned a second later with the dagger, the grimoire, and the bottle of the ash. "What is that?"
"John Gilbert gave it to me. It has the power to kill an Original."
Bonnie felt power throbbing from the dagger. She wanted to touch it but her magic warned her against it. "It has an ominous aura. Are you sure you can trust it?"
He sat the objects down on his nightstand before returning to the bed. "No, but it's the only thing I have to stop him from using you two."
The witch smiled at his words. Damon was courageously trying to protect them from their supposedly doomed fate. In that moment, she forgot about the curse and Jeremy and focused on the blue-eyed man in front of her. She timidly leaned towards him and lightly kissed him on the lips. The small action sent Damon into overdrive. Bonnie initiating the intimate kiss was new territory for the vampire but he improvised nonetheless.
Bonnie found herself pressed down into the mattress as Damon placed peppered kisses along her jaw and neck. He left visible red marks in his wake, claiming his territory. Bonnie let out a panting moan as Damon's expertly hands caressed her thighs. The vampire smirked as he smelt the alluring scent of her arousal invading his senses.
He pulled back a little to rid himself of his shirt. A similar memory flashed before her eyes. She closed her green orbs, willing the terrifying memory to go away. "Bonnie." Damon said, bringing her back to reality. "Just say the word and I'll stop okay."
The sincerity he voice held made her smile. He cared about her, a lot. "Okay." With her permission, he removed her jacket. With her blouse, he slowly removed it leaving Bonnie in her bra. The small act let Bonnie know that she had a choice in this. He removed his tight jeans, revealing to her all of his sculptured body. Bonnie's breath hitched and her eyes widen at his nakedness. She couldn't help that her eyes traveled down to his manhood, which brought back another set of memoires she had tried to suppress.
"I-I do-don't think I can do this Damon." She whispered as tears streamed down her cheeks. He wiped them away with the pad of his thumb. "My little witch, it's okay." He moved to stroke her bulging stomach but looked to her first. She nodded, allowing him permission. He couldn't believe he co-created something, much less a child.
Bonnie quietly yawned, signaling to Damon that she was tired. "Stay with me?" she sleepily asked. "Like you had to ask."
She smiled a small smile before she closed her eyes and succumbed to sleep. Damon pulled the sheets over her and himself as he laid down beside her. The blue-eyed man smiled when she sleepily snuggled against his cooler body.
He was a bastard. He knew that she wasn't ready and yet he allowed things to go as far as they did. When she was ready, it would happen. Until then, he would wait patiently. It's not like he didn't have forever.
Tyler found himself in front of Caroline's door. After all that had happened, he was disgusted and ashamed at himself. He knew he couldn't harm Elena. Sure, he wanted control over transformation but he didn't want that at the price of Elena's life. When he looked at Elena, he saw Sarah's face staring at him. She hadn't deserved to die and neither did Elena.
That had led to Stefan killing Brady and why he was outside Caroline's door. He knocked twice before he saw the lights turn on. The blonde had opened the door, thinking it was someone else. "What are you doing here?"
Tyler heard the disdain in her voice towards him. "I need to talk to you."
She scoffed at him, rolling her blue eyes. She tried to close the door but he stuck his foot out, preventing her. "What, Tyler?"
"They lied to me. I didn't know Elena had to die. I'm sorry Caroline, I really am."
"That doesn't change the fact that you let them torture me. You hesitated."
"Caroline, if I could go back in time and fix it, I would. I was just confused, I still am."
The blonde scoffed. "You know, I helped you even though I knew the risks. Damon would've killed me and you if he had found out I was helping you."
Tyler's eyes widen at her admission. He didn't know she risked her life. "Why would you do something like that for me?'
"I don't know." She quietly whispered even though she knew he could hear , feelings were so complicated, especially because they were heightened by her vampirism. The young werewolf suddenly grabbed Caroline by the arm and passionately kissed her.
She knew she should've pulled away but the kiss felt…..awesome. She knew it was wrong but she returned it with fervor. Tyler smiled, glad that she was okay with it. When he pulled away, Caroline groaned slightly at the loss. "No more secrets, okay."
She nodded and smiled through half lidded eyes. He turned away from her, leaving the shocked vampire leaning on her door. Caroline had just realized she had gotten herself in a huge mess.
Tyler walked down the street towards his house. He was on cloud nine after his and Caroline's brief intimate moment. There were no words to describe how good he felt. A car pulled up beside him and he peered into the window, recognizing the driver. "Leave me alone."
Jules sighed. The day had gone from bad to worse all in a matter of hours. "Tyler, I'm sorry. We shouldn't have lied to you. It was my call and I am truly sorry."
"You need to leave Mystic Falls, Jules."
Jules sighed and slumped her shoulders. "You know my number Tyler. Please call me if you're in any trouble. It was an honor to meet you Tyler."
She smiled at him as she drove off. Tyler watched her leave with a mixture of anger and sadness. She had perfectly understood him but her deception threw all of that out. Now, he had to deal with facing Matt, his best friend. Things seemed complicated but he had a feeling that Caroline and him would come out on top.
A/N: OMG! Did this chapter shock you as much as it did me? I did not plan for the ending, it just sort of happened! I'm sorry if you wanted to see more Stelena but they weren't important in this chapter. I wanted to give more Bamon interaction. Poor Jeremy, when Damon finds out…. Who else is sick of this hiatus? I am. I keep turning on the channel for TVD on Thursdays but I keep forgetting. Enough rambling lol. I would love to hear everyone's thoughts on the chapter. Reviews are like Damon's pet names for everyone. They make you smile and laugh.
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