Bonnie/Damon.

Takes place after " Fool Me Once" Contains minor spoilers! BE WARNED!

Oh, by the way, I don't own Vampire Diaries or any of the characters. Wish I did own Damon though. Damnit!

Based off the TV show, not the books btw.

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She looked so small in his jacket, like a child. Damon knew he had to get her out of the rain, he could feel her shivering against him. It took all he had to reach behind him and take her hands from around his neck. She smelled better than he remembered and with such close proximity he could practically hear the blood rushing through her veins. As much as he was sorry for attacking her that night so many months ago he had swore he would get another taste of her blood. Unlike the other humans he had sucked dry he had never tasted anything sweeter than that from Bonnie's delicate neck. He would just prefer it if she were willing the next time; and there would be a next time.

When her arms were safely at her sides he dragged the man's body into the woods. He didn't go far in. He didn't want to leave Bonnie shivering there for too long, humans were susceptible to all sorts of illnesses when they're cold. It really did prove how weak and pathetic they all are. After positioning him behind a bush; Damon wasn't concerned about him moving, he had taken enough blood that the man wouldn't regain consciousness without medical attention; Damon went back to the little witch. She didn't notice his silent approach so he took a moment to observe her. He knew that look on her face, he'd seen it before, the way her mouth was curved showed that she was angry but her eyes showed fear. She reached up to run her hand over that slight neck of hers, drawing his attention once again to her veins and the blood pumping through them.

"Bonnie." She turned to face him, her wide brown eyes fixed on his cold blue ones. "C'mon" He was in front of her before she could blink and scooped her up in his arms before she could protest. "Unless you would rather stay out here…"

She silently reached up and wrapped his arms around his neck and bowed her head, keeping her face out of direct hit of the rain. This surprised him. He was prepared for some snarky response not submission. She had changed since they'd last interacted and though it was making things easier for him it didn't necessarily mean he liked it.

Tucking her close to his body he broke out into a run, keeping to the side roads until he got to the boarding house. Deciding he just didn't have time to undergo 20 questions or a lecture by his little brother he brought Bonnie in through the back entrance and up to an unused room as far away from Stefan's room as possible. He put her down near a couch in the middle of the room and went through a side door to an adjoining bathroom and grabbed a large, soft, white towel out of the cabinet under the sink and brought it out to her. She took it from him, "Thanks." and wrapped it around her shoulders, wiping at her face with one end of it. He watched her as she sat down on the couch and avoided his gaze. "What made you decide to come back after all this time?" She asked in a soft voice. Is that what was bothering her?

"I had to try and go looking for-"

"I know why you left." She cut him off and turned those powerful eyes of hers on him again.

"I gave up looking." Damon confessed. "I realized that if she wanted to be found I would have caught up with her already. Plus," He smirked at her. "I had to come back and see how the gang was holding up without me."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Yeah, okay, sure. Well, we're doing great so thank you for your help. I guess you can go on your way now." Now there was the old Bonnie.

"I could but I just have to ask what, my dear Bonnie, is going on with you?"

She pulled the towel tighter around her shoulders protectively. "What do you mean?"

"Oh you know what I mean. You should have been able to lift his car and drop it on him or set him on fire, since that seems to be your specialty based on all your past threats you've shot at me." He began to walk towards her and she looked down at her lap.

"I can't…I haven't been able to…Damon, I think my powers are gone." Damon sat down next to her as she looked at him sadly from under her thick eyelashes. "I haven't been able to do anything! I mean, I've had dreams but they're so vague. Just flashes of random stuff. It's driving me insane! Plus it's mostly of you which means who knows what and- What are you laughing at?!"

"We, my young, naive little witch, are connected." He draped his arm over the back of her seat. This was really looking up for him. He'd read up on this stuff before he just didn't think it would happen to him.

"I read about it in a really old grimoire, dated back to the 1400's actually. When did you start with your Powers?"

"The day school started back up again but what does that have to do with-"

"Aaand?" He prompted her.

"The day Stefan rolled into town? What? I don't know?"

"And me! Really? How do you not remember? You hit me with your car!"

"What? No I didn't!"

"Yeah, you did. You were driving Elena to school and you hit me then almost swerved off the road."

"No I didn't! I hit some crow-" Damon smirked as an expression of disbelief dawned on her face. "You were the crow but how?"

He shrugged. "Vampire thing. You should see what I can do with the fog."

"Yeah well that's fascinating. What does this have to do with my Powers or your super old grimoire?"

"You can't use your powers without me." He was saying this like he found it to be the greatest thing in the world. "We're destined to be together."

"What?!" Bonnie jumped up from her seat, the towel falling from her shoulders and onto the floor. "Be serious Damon. If you know what's wrong with my Powers then tell me because damn it this is no time for your ridiculous screwing around!"

"I'm being completely serious. I swear." He wasn't kidding, although he now couldn't keep the growing smile off his face.

"Damon." She said his name like a warning and her fists were curling at her sides. Books flew off the shelves and in his direction.

His hands flew up in front of his face "Could you not do that!? Plus, you're really just proving my point." The books stopped, the ones in midair fell with a thump to the floor. Bonnie looked at the books and Damon in shock and then back again. "If I say 'told you so' will that instigate another attack?"

She didn't respond. She ran her hands through her hair and kept staring at the fallen books. Damon saw how confused she was. He wanted her to see what he was telling her was true. This connection was a rare thing and he liked that he had it with her. He wanted to be needed by her. He got up and stood directly in front of her and waited until she looked up at him before he pressed his lips to hers. He felt her freeze before totally relaxing into it. The kiss seemed to set him on fire. He'd never felt so alive, not even when he was with Katherine. It sent him into a total realization that he was never in love with her, just the idea of her. It was so very unlike that with Bonnie. He loved everything she did. The verbal sparring, the softness of her skin, the way she was now wrapping her arms around his neck.

She froze again, just as her hands were winding their way into his hair and disentangled them immediately, forcing her hands back at her sides.

He sighed "What?"

She backed up away from him. "Damon I can't." She backed up. "It's just too much. I have to go." Damon watched as she turned on her heel and fled out the door.

Give her a minute. He told himself. She'll be back. He heard her running down the stairs and her heartbeat continue to accelerate. She has to come back.

The Connection – made up by me

The Fog Quote – Reused. But I really wanted to. ;]

I was going in a totally different direction with this but changed my mind as I was typing haha

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