Title: And There Will Be Blood
By: Jezzi B.
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Fandom: Vampire Diaries (Book & TV)
Pairing: Damon/Bonnie
Rating: M +16
Type: Multi-chapter
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the show, book series or the characters. The writing here in is for no profit and simply a fan work.
Summary: Bonnie receives an unwanted Christmas gift from Damon with a shocking message. We go back five weeks into the past to see how things lead up to Christmas. Bonnie is now experiencing a new life in New York with her boyfriend—who happens to be Elena's ex—Matt. Her abilities seem to have dissipated, allowing her to finally lead a normal life. Everything seems picture perfect until Damon shows up in town to deliver her a message that someone close to her will die if she doesn't retrieve her powers.
NOTE: I am going to write the characters as they are in the current show, but incorporate elements from the book series. Try your best to remove what's happened in the storyline of the show/book, I'm touching on those elements, but I've written this story from the angle of Bonnie not fully knowing what Damon is. I wanted to take this approach because it works better for the story.
AND THERE WILL BE BLOOD
Chapter 7: Lions and Lambs
The suburban pulled into the driveway in front of a small home. Simplistic beauty. There were wood panels, blue trimming, a single car garage and all the warm feelings of a true family homestead. The house looked almost surreal with its friendly holiday decor and a swing beneath the covered porch.
Damon closed the driver's side door soundly, swinging the tome within the grip of his left hand. He casually walked to the front door, admiring the tacky wreath before ringing the bell.
A light within the home suddenly turned on and a figure began to rush down the stairs.
Damon leaned against the doorframe, persistently pressing the bell again. He didn't have an ounce of patience tonight.
The door opened partially to reveal a small woman with salt & pepper hair. She had a fuchsia blanket hugged around her shoulders and bunny slippers on. She gazed at Damon's face for a moment before recognizing him.
"Oh! You're back! Come on in, would you like some tea?"
Damon brushed past the woman, quickly closing the door with the back of his foot. The living room was full of merchandise that glorified cats. Cat clocks, calendars and mugs and even fat lounging cats were simply everywhere. He was irritated with these simple-minded humans.
"You asked me that last time and I said no; my answer remains the same…"
Damon lowered himself enough to make direct eye contact with the woman.
"How is she?" He asked her.
"Real good, I did everything you said to. I kept her tied up, cleaned up and fed," The woman spoke of the task the way one would read off a to-do list.
"Good, you're going to go back upstairs, crawl into your bed, dream of cats and forget that her or myself was ever here. Maybe if you're really quiet and really good, I'll spare you from being my midnight snack," Damon pointed up the stairs.
"Goodnight, I'm going to go upstairs and dream of cats," The woman stated to him before starting up the staircase. As the woman was midway through her ascent Damon called to her with an after thought.
"Oh! One more thing—In the morning you're going to realize that you're no longer four-years-old and burn your bunny slippers…"
Damon threw open the door to find his senses assaulted with a pink & lace decorated bedroom. The thing that stood out instantly on entry was the brunette tied to a white-painted wooden chair. Her hair was covering the sides of her face as she glared directly at him intentionally.
"Elena! I told you I'd be back, were you concerned?" Damon tossed himself against the canopy bed, dropping the tome to the floor.
"Where is Bonnie?" Elena asked through her teeth.
"Hey now, is this really anyway to treat me? I could have left you in a basement, or out in the cold, I could have even let that big, bad super vampire get a hold of you. I left you in good care—mind you, she's a bit crazy—but still. Show me some gratitude," Damon tucked his arms staring at the gaudiness of the room.
He was changing his mind; he'd gladly take the monsters over the creepy lady with cats house. She was so easy to glamour though; she had invited him for tea before he could even control her mind. Some people were far too trusting—
Like Bonnie…
He was thinking of her again now. Dammit, how did she manage to plague his thoughts?
"Where is she?" Elena asked louder and with more aggression.
"With Stefan!" He growled back at her.
Elena blinked rapidly; her mouth partially open as she looked around the room is sheer disbelief.
"I can't believe you brought her here to it. Damon, it will kill her—"
"—It won't kill her," Damon interrupted.
Elena was starting to sound more like Stefan everyday; Damon was beginning to wonder what he ever saw in Elena. Tormenting Bonnie was so much more effective than suffering Elena's naggings.
"You know, there's a huge difference in behavior between how the lions think and the lambs think. Lions plot out their prey. They spot it, they decide what angle and what speed they'll attack at and they'll slowly stalk in until they have the advantage. Now—the lamb—is a follower by nature. Wherever the lamb is lead it goes, simply without thought. I've lived a long, damn time—" Damon gestured to himself, " —I am the lion. You, Bonnie, Stefan and even Mr. Tall-dark-and-ugly are the lambs. I have the tome and I'll have all three of you. Stefan will tell me what the tome says because he loves you. I'll find out how to defeat the beast, remove him and use Bonnie's blood to become the ultimate immortal."
Elena's face amused Damon; her expressions were mimicking that of an angry ferret in his mind. The way her teeth showed and her nose wrinkled as she thrashed about in her seat.
"Don't you dare touch her, Damon!"
Damon raised his brows, placing a hand over his mouth, "Oh, oops; too late for that. I think you underestimate the intimacy of my relationship with Bonnie."
"A creature like you could never understand intimacy. You can never be with someone like Bonnie," Elena was sickened with him.
Damon was out of the bed and near Elena with furious speed.
"I understand your friend Bonnie more than you'll ever understand her. Don't you sit here and judge me as if you know all of my intentions."
Damon was untying Elena. Elena stared at her freed wrists and ankles with a perplexed expression.
"You want to see Stefan and Bonnie? We're going to see them now, but before you make the mistake of getting me angry I want you to know this—I will kill Bonnie, but not the permanent death. I want her. Stefan is so dull to spend immortality with. Once I've drained her blood for the ambrosia, I intend to christen her into vampirism."
Elena seemed to have difficulty even forming what to say to that. Damon knew she was shocked, surprised and angry all at once. Damon was shocked with the revelation himself, but somehow that annoying little witch from Mystic Falls had grown on him and he'd be damned if she weaseled away.
"Damon, you can't make her a vampire, she'll hate you," Elena tried to reason.
Damon grasped hold of Elena's arm; he smiled at her brightly, showing off his impressive white teeth.
"A simple lover's quarrel—" Damon leans towards Elena to whisper " —She'll have an eternity with me to get over it…"