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Rebekah walked into the Salvatore residence with great reservation. She knew that they hated her, and with just as equal fervor, the feeling was mutual. She made her way to the living area, chuckling while she thought about the irony of it. Two nonliving souls occupying an area meant for the living. It was the first time a smile graced her face in a long time.

"Why so chipper?"

Rebekah knew that voice. That nearly slow drawl, slight sarcasm enunciating every word. She could not help but roll her eyes.

"If I had any reason to be happy it wouldn't be as a result of you"

She looked into a pair of blue eyes.

"Damon."

The younger vampire put his hands up in mock surrender. Rebekah once again rolled her eyes. Damon gave her his trade mark grin. It was never a full smile, and it made him look psychotic, but somehow it worked on any woman without a brain, or was filled will destructive insecurities. Rebekah of course fell into the latter. For some reason she believed he would be a good distraction. She had drunken sex with him, and after that he was a blip. However she had to be around him a few times, and admittedly his charm worked on her. Well his charm, a bottle of whatever liquor was at the bar, and Stefan-Damon brother moments. Damon was much more palpable with Stefan. Speaking of which where was Joe the chipmunk liar?

"Why are you here?"

Speak of the devil.

The oldest of the group of vampires turned to look at a young man, with a very heavy brow. Brooding. Rebekah almost smiled at him. Stefan never changed. Evil, happy, angry, sad, that brow sat there contemplating life. Almost mocking the existence of anyone who tried to defy it. Rebekah put that thought away making sure she would see Matt or Bonnie to tell them about that thought. Instead she had business to attend to.

"I am here because Damon sent me a text."

She pulled out her phone and pulled out the text in question. Stefan looked at it and then at Damon. Damon sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes. To him it seemed simple.

"We need to talk about her existence in Mystic Falls."

"Her is standing right here, Damon."

Rebekah started scrolling down her phone, looking to see if she had a new text from her friend and potential boyfriend. Nothing.

She put her phone back into her pocket, and then walked into the living room. On the way to a couch she got herself a drink and sat down. She twirled her finger around in the light brown liquid, thyen decided she did not want the drink. She tossed the glass to the fire, watching it burn.

"What do you want?"

"Well, you and the witch...this friendship thing."

Damon shook his hand around as if that exemplified Bonnie and Rebekah. Rebekah felt herself harden. She did not like that Damon was talking about Bonnie and Rebekah's friendship. She turned to look at Stefan. His face was expressionless. Rebekah took that as a sign of ill will.

"Frankly dear Salvatores, it is none of your business."

"Aw see but that is where you are wrong, my dear blonde bandit."

Damon leaned down in front of her, his grin, was a now a sneer. He was incredibly close to her. Rebekah actually felt her skin crawl looking at him. She tried to back into the couch as much as she could, but realized it would only do her so much. Finally she turned her attention back to him.

"Now how could that be Damon?"

"Well, let me count the ways: She is on our side. The witch is Elena's friend. Elena is important to us. Plus you don't have the best track record with people Rebekah."

Rebekah's eyes narrowed at his words. Damon stood up and Stefan joined him. The Original sized up both vampires. There may have been two, but she could take both down easily. She could kill them now and be done with it. Kill Stefan quickly, and be done with him. Pity for him. Damon however; he deserves fun. Of course she knew that Stefan was no saint, but he never came off as self-serving as his brother. Damon was slimy to her. She could feel it every time. She would make his slow and painful. Bleed out his vervain again. And then compel him to rip out his own organs. After that a lovely stake to the neck, then his frontal lobe, and after that, his heart. Maybe she should set him on fire before she kills him. No better yet compel him to think he was on fire and watch him run around like a chicken with his head cut off. That would be perfect.

Damon noticed she had blanked out and was thinking about something. Judging from the smile on her face it was not good. He looked at his brother who looked just an uncomfortable by the now silent Rebekah. Damon rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers.

"Rebekah, look this friendship between you and the witch…"

"Bonnie."

"Whatever…"

"No…say her name Damon."

"Why should I?"

"I want to hear you say it."

"I don't think that is really a problem."

"Oh but Damon it is. See Damon, you have a case of bitch-itous. You think because you do nice things, it will make up for your bad things. Remorse is something you feel and it makes you severely uncomfortable. So you do nice things and pretend it never happen. I bet it pains you to even say thank you, because of how close that is to the phrase I'm sorry. "

Damon's body stiffened.

"Have you apologized to her Damon?"

"That is none of your business."

"Awe see now that is where you are wrong, my dear dumb prick."

Damon went silent. Rebekah knew they both understood the poetic of this situation. She slowly rose from the couch and walked away."

"Let me count the ways."

She stood at the little bar they had that held their liquor; however she did not bother with getting anything to drink. She just loved the dramatic effect it had. As if on cue she turned back to them and spoke.

"She isn't on your side. You two fucked that up royally. Stefan you should more than understand why it would be wrong to ask anything of Bonnie. But Damon I doubt you are that aware of the world that isn't up that Petrova snatch, so I guess I will have to explain. The night you killed Abby."

"Turned her" Damon argued. Rebekah scoffed and looked him dead in the eye. Her grin was as lewd and sickening as her hatred was bright for Damon.

"You have to kill them before you even put them into transition, hence the dead part in the un-dead. Anyway. You two gave her no notice, no time to think about it. And Stefan, when you told her, and this is from the horse's mouth, she felt fear. She was not ready to die. But she was going to accept it…until she realized Abby was not with her. So not only did you take the choice away from her, you took it from an innocent bystander in all of this. So of course she can't trust either of you. I mean Damon…no one trust you. But Stefan…tsk tsk.

"Second, Bonnie may be Elena's friend. But at the same time Elena is sticking with you two. Bonnie can't turst you guys, and by extension, she is now wary of Elena. She fears for Elena. What if you two get ito an argument and Elena, God Bless that dumb bitch, tries to intervene, because she can't stand watching you two fight over her golden Petrova vagina. Next thing you know, boom dead. Stefan gets a little too angry and then knocks a bitch clean off her feet.

Third, I could give a rat's plague infested ass about Elena. Bonnie is what is important right now, not Elena. You should be trying to convince me not to hang out with Bonnie.

And now lastly. My track record. Oh please, I may have had lived longer than you two, but you two royal fuck ups have done nothing but selfishly ruined lives all for your brotherly love. Get the absolute fuck over yourselves. You have wasted my time and I should kill both of you where you stand."

After she said her piece, she looked at both. Damon, was still standing, stiff as a board. And Stefan was looking down at the ground. Pensive as always. Rebekah knew her words did not fall on deaf ears, but they would not be headed. These two would think that nothing else mattered but Elena and everyone should just understand that. That was all fine and dandy to Rebekah, but she did not like other people having to get involved in it. Especially Matt and Bonnie. Hell even Caroline. Rebekah snapped out of that thought.

Was she going soft?

The Original did not give herself time to think as her cell phone went off. Both the Salvatores were surprised by the ring tone.

"Who is that?" Damon asked. Rebekah looked at the text. It was from Bonnie and something was wrong. Rebekah turned and left immediately.

Before she left the Salvatore's home, she turned to them and smiled.

"Oh and Stefan is much, much, much better in bed. Stefan actually takes time to get a girl…to happiness. Damon maybe you should get some pointers form him."

Rebekah walked out listening to Damon fluster and stutter, while Stefan muttered something. Luckily Rebekah had vampire senses.

"Great now I going to have to deal with you trying to size us up."

Rebekah smiled at that.

As soon as her car stopped she was in the Grill. She looked for them, not realizing she could just snese them. As soon as she spotted them, she ran toward them. Bonnie was holdign on to Matt as he looked dazed and confused. A plate of a grilled chicken sandwich with cheese lettuce and tomato, no onions and the fries sat in front of him. Bonnie was rubbing his back, trying to soothe him.

As soon as Rebekah sat down, and then taking five minutes to get adjusted tot he booth, she tapped the table. Bonnie looked at her, and smiled. Rebekah did as well.

"So what's up?"

A/N: So much writing...anyway...yes to Rebekah vs Salvatores. I originally wanted some Bamon feels up in there, but that would have been a bit much. Also BonniexRebekah pairing is R&B. Don't ask where it came from (tumblr), and don't ask why (Rebekah loves R&B). Anyway...I know the Rebekah-Bonnie reunion was light here...but I want to extend it for a few chapters...hopefully. It might just end the next one. But yeah...

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