Yeah, so i'm really glad you guys liked "Treacherous." So, let me just say this in advance: I start school in 5 days. I can't guarantee updates or inspiration. But if you want to read it, I'll try to write it :)

I know it was all kinds of cruel what I did anyway. I've become so awesome technically. Like I went on the CW's website, got to "O Come All Yet Faithfull," thwarted the commercials so I only had to watch 3, AND used my phone to record the part I wanted to use for this chapter. JAAAH:)

Disclaimer: These first few lines don't belong to me, but they're needed as background. I don't own the characters. You and I both know that. Like I said, Jeremy would never wear clothes if I did. *thinks* Did I say clothes? I meant shirt... yeah. I meant shirt. :)

When our original plans to use Elena as a detour around Jeremy's compulsion to kill every vampire he sees failed, I watched both him and Elena's faces crumble. Elena's with grief, because after all, what Jer'd said to her wasn't exactly inaccurate, and then Jeremy's for the obvious reasons.

After that, we'd disbursed for a while to think. I went upstairs and tried to forget my daydream from earlier, but it still it sat in the edges of my consciousness. I sighed, walking downstairs to check on Jeremy. That'd been when Damon showed up. He babbled on a bit about Shane and his sanity before finally saying, "Just find someone else to attach your warm and fuzzy detour feeling too." He then looked at me before looking back at Jeremy. I looked away from Jer, feeling the feelings rise up again, but forcing them down with an exhasperated sigh. "Gee, I wonder who that could be." He continued, steadily looking between us.

After a beat of silence, Jeremy's eyes snapped up to me. "You." At his words, I lifted my eyes once again to look at him. "I feel this way about you."

My stomach filled with nervous butterflies at his words, but I didn't speak as tension filled the room. Damon coughed. "Well, this isn't awkward at all. I'll be..." He looked between us one last, fleeting time before quickly stepping away. "...anywhere else."

I listened for the door to close behind him, eyes on the floor, before raising my eyes to look at Jeremy. "Jeremy." My voice was quiet.

He crossed the room slowly, frowning a little bit. "Bonnie, give me a chance here?"

I nodded slowly, sinking down on the couch to put some space between us. If I stayed that close, I couldn't think rationally. "Course, Jer."

He sighed, nodding and taking a long breath before sitting beside me on the couch. Closing my rationality space. "Bonnie, I know I hurt you," He'd sat with one of his legs pulled up on the couch so he could look at me and I frowned, realizing just how close he was. If I leaned forward even a few inches... "and I never really said I was sorry, but Bonnie, I need you to know that I am. I'm so sorry. I miss you," He frowned, looking up me with a confused frown. "Bonnie, please just say something."

For a long moment, I just looked at him, trying to think of something to say to him. I wasn't mad. I really wasn't. What happened was history, but I just, he was just...

I wasn't conscious of the fact that I was leaning forward until I felt his lips against mine. That's when my heart stopped.

"Bonnie." My name was caught on his lips as he moved his hands to frame my face. "Forgive me." He whispered against my lips as I fell back against the arm of the couch and he climbed with me.

I drug my lips from his for a fraction of a second so I could look into his eyes seriously, fingers knitting into his dark hair. "You're forgiven."

We went on like that for a while, just kissing quietly, remembering the way it felt to be with each other, and then I smiled gently, kissing his cheek. He chuckled, sitting up and helping me. "Even if this doesn't work, I'm glad Damon had this idea." He muttered, reaching over to hold my hand.

I smiled, nodding and leaning my head against his shoulder. "Me too, but it's going to work." I laughed quietly before slipping onto the floor. "I think we should probably actually.. talk about it, though."

He nodded, chuckling and slipping down to sit in front of me. "Can I hold your hand though?" He asked with a little smile. That was the smile I fell in love with.

I took both of his hands in mine, smiling gently. "Jeremy, I know this is going to be hard," I began, squeezing his hand and smiling reassuringly at him. He nodded, so I continued, "but I need you to trust me."

He nodded, smile faltering only for a moment. "I trust you, Bonnie."

"Good," I answered, nodding slowly. "now when we go see Elena, I need you to stay calm. Stay calm and if you feel like you're loosing control, just look at me, okay?"

He nodded yet again. "I'll look at you."

I smiled, squeezing his hands one last time before slowly rising to grab the stake from the coffee table. Slowly, I handed it to him. "You're going to give this stake to Damon, okay?"

He let out a long, labored breath before nodding. "Okay, Bonnie."

"You ready?" I asked, gently taking the hand that wasn't holding the stake in my own. He nodded slowly, so I leaned up, kissing his cheek gently. "Just look at me."

This is why I just shouldn't do chapter fics anymore. Chapter 2 always sucsk. ANNNYWAY, I purposefully left out the Caroline scene because I don't think it fits with how I did it. :D

Hope you found it enjoyable at the least.

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Hannnah Kay xx