Thank you all for the lovely reviews! To answer some questions yes Bonnie and Damon did know each other before the kidnapping but in the movie the characters didn't.

I did not forget about Witchy Woman. I am still working on the next chapter so it will be worth the wait for you all. Back to the story…

Even though it was Damon Salvatore who had taken me hostage I was still terrified. What's worse about being taken as a hostage is one that was a vampire.

"What are you trying to pull?"

"I am trying to prove that I still annoy the hell out of you," he said simply. "Is it working?" he said with a grin.

"Yes it's working!" I said hitting his chest. "Were you following me?"

"Of course I was!"

I narrowed my eyes. "Don't you realize that you'll be on the news?"

He leaned closed to me and said, "I had my face covered." He said pleased with himself and laughed. "I'm not that complete of an idiot to show my face!"

"Why did you kidnap me?" I demanded as I stood there in my wet shoes. "Were you bored and wanted to play another game?"

"Yes. It'll be fine! A road trip with just the two of us!" he said playfully hitting my shoulder.

I ran my hands through my hair. Why is this happening to me?

"Your hair looks good straightened," he commented.

Is he kidding? "You take me hostage and you compliment my hair?"

He shrugged. "Well, yeah. Curly hair did not look good on you."

That jerk! "Well being an ass doesn't look good on you," I said back lamely.

He touched a lock of my hair. "You don't know how much I missed you, red."

I carefully pulled my hair out of his hand. "You don't know how much I missed you being gone."

He smacked his lips loudly. "Shall we get going?" He said pulling me with him.

"Damon, you can not be serious!"

'I'm dead serious," he said deadpanned. "After all, what else do I've have to lose?"

Damn it! He did have a point but still…

He pulled the gun back out. "Let's go," he ordered.

Stefan's POV

"Stefan, did you hear?" Elena said breathlessly with a worried expression on her face.

"Hear what?" I asked suddenly feeling sick.

"Bonnie was taken hostage from the bank."

"Are you sure it was Bonnie?" I said with a sick feeling.

"Yes! What if something terrible happens to her?"

"Bonnie is tough, Elena." He said hugging her. "Did they get a description of the person that took her?

Elena looked up at me. "Are you going to find her?"

I nodded. "I can follow her sent."

Elena sighed in relief. "Thank you so much, Stefan."

I wished she hadn't thanked me. This sounded like the work of Damon.

Bonnie's POV

I kept shifting uncomfortably in my seat on a smelly bus that was headed somewhere away from Fells Church. This was my first time ever leaving this town and I didn't know what to expect on the outside world.

"Would you quit that?" Damon snapped annoyed.

I glared at him. "I'm sorry if I'm not the perfect hostage for you!" I whispered. Suddenly he grabbed my purse and I gasped in shock. "Excuse me-" I fumed but he cut me off as he pressed the gun harder into my rib cage silencing me.

This old black woman in her seventies turned around a few rows in front of us t see what the commotion was.

"What?" Damon snapped annoyed at the woman. "Turn around." He ordered her.

The old woman gave him a dirty look before turning back around. Then this man turned around.

"You too, buddy." Damon told him and the man did as he was told.

I rolled my eyes. "That's real nice being mean to an old woman," I said sarcastically.

"The old bitch had it coming," he said riffling through my purse.

"If you are looking for money to steal from me don't even bother. I didn't even make it to the teller before you pulled a gun on me," I explained.

"I'm not looking for money. I'm looking for weapons," he said in a low voice.

"Weapons?" I said incredulously. "Come on. There are no weapons in my purse!" I hissed.

Damon pulled out a little vile. "What do you call this?" He asked questioningly before dropping on the floor and smashing it with his boot. "Vervain. Let me guess, Stefan makes you carry it with you?"

I looked down at the smashed object that leaked liquid. "Technically yes." I said disappointed.

Damon shook his head sadly. "Little brother will never learn.."

"Can you please tell me where we are going?"

"No." he replied one rummaging through my purse.

He is really pissing me off! "Can I at least have my purse back?"

"No."

I narrowed my eyes. "Did you know you look like a gay vampire holding my purse?" I said smiling sweetly at him.

Damon now looked at the purse as if it burned him and tossed it at me.

"Thank you," I muttered.

We sat quietly for a few minutes until he said, "I looked like a hot gay vampire right?"