Like A Man Possessed

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creators of Vampire Diaries.

Couple: Bonnie/Damon

Rating: M

Warning : This fic will have serial killer Damon in it. And lots of murder and violence and smut!

Author's Note : Thank you all so much for the support! I really am loving writing this! Hope y'all like this chapter!

Chapter Fourteen

We Will Fall Together

'And When We Fall, We Will Fall Together,

No One Will Catch Us, So We Will Catch Ourselves.'

"Kol." Bonnie said as she read the question off of her cellphone. They had been playing Would You Rather in an attempt to pass the time. It was proving to be quite insightful and entertaining. "Would you rather get married in an arranged marriage, or be single for the rest of your life?"

Kol thought about it for a second as he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. He had insisted that if they were taking his car, then he was going to be the one to drive the majority of the time. Damon hadn't been too happy about the arrangement, but they had all decided it was the best plan of action. If they took Damon's car then the police would easily find them.

"Single. Definitely." He said with a twist of his lips.

"Really? For the rest of your life?" Stefan wondered. He was sitting in the passenger seat and Bonnie and Damon were sitting in the backseat. They were holding hands, which he found to be completely odd behavior for his brother. He had never been a hand-holder.

"You haven't had the pleasure of meeting my dad and mum." He laughed a little. His parents had always been controlling and overbearing. "I wouldn't want to see the type of girl they chose for me." Kol glanced up into the rear-view mirror, catching Bonnie's green eyes and smirking deviously. "The only girl I ever dated that my parents approved of was Bonnie."

Bonnie's muscles tensed when she heard him mention the fact that they had dated. She could feel Damon's grip tighten on her hand and she glanced up at him. His brow was furrowed and he looked upset with this news. She found his jealousy to be adorable in a way. It was just nice to know that he cared about her so much that he didn't like the thought of her with anyone else. It sort of solidified his feelings to her.

"You two dated?" He asked bitterly.

"Sure did, mate." Kol was teasing for the most part. Their relationship had been awkward and they had realized quickly that things didn't work between the two of them.

Damon clenched his jaw tightly and looked to Bonnie for answers. He hated showing this side of himself. He honestly didn't even know that this side existed. He had never really been jealous when guys flirted with Elena. And all through high school he had dated multiple women and never got attached enough to actually care if they left him or dated someone else at the same time. He cared about Bonnie though. He was so attached, that the thought of losing her to someone else at this point would destroy him.

"It wasn't like that." Bonnie tried to explain. Damon raised his brows at her and smirked and she knew he didn't believe her. "It wasn't!"

"Oh don't belittle what we had, Bonnie." Kol laughed. "Those three days were the best days of my life."

"Three days?" Damon asked.

"Yeah. His parents were pressuring us to be together and we had always been good friends so we decided to give it a chance." She told him with a reassuring smile. He had nothing to worry about when it came to her best friend. He would always be more like a brother to her. Even the boys she had a connection with, like Jeremy, didn't compare to the connection she had with the older man. "The first time we kissed neither of us felt anything and we decided to put an end to the relationship."

"Oh." He stretched the word playfully. His confidence was coming back. 'Doesn't sound like I have anything to worry about when it comes to the British-boy.'

"You have nothing to worry about." Bonnie delivered a gentle squeeze to his hand and nudged his side.

"Who says I was worried?" Damon asked with an exaggerated look of disbelief on his face. He knew she could see through him. She somehow always saw through him. 'Probably all that time she spent in my head... Poor Bon-Bon. My head is not a fun place to be.'

She gave him a look that said he was being obvious about his jealousy and then she returned her attention to her phone and the game they had been playing. "Stefan." She said. "Would you rather have great hair, or the ability to feed all the starving kids in the world?"

Stefan laughed and turned to look at her. He couldn't believe that was really a question. Had people actually said that they would rather have great hair then save starving children? "Is that seriously a question?"

"Yep." Bonnie smiled.

"You're hesitating, baby brother." Damon teased with a playful smirk at his brother. "This is a tough one for him."

"This is not a tough one for me." He laughed some more. "Obviously I would choose to feed the starving kids."

"Obviously." Damon exaggerated, his eyes widening. "He would choose great hair."

Stefan rolled his eyes and glanced over at Kol who was laughing as well. "What, mate? I could see that. You do have some great hair on that head of yours."

"What's my question, witchy?" He asked nudging her side and smiling down at her. When she looked up into his eyes her heart started to race and a blush painted her cheeks. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened at her apartment before Stefan interrupted the two of them. She had been ready to give herself to him completely.

"Oh, uh." Bonnie forced herself to look away from his captivating eyes and she clicked the next button on her phone to see what his question would be. "Would you rather have many casual friends, or one close one?"

"One. Close. One." His eyes were focused intensely on her as he said the words and she knew that he was talking about her.

She smiled and her heart jumped when she heard him say that he would rather have one close friend. She knew that their relationship was deeper than just friends, but they really did have both. They talked to each other about what they wanted out of life, about their troubles, their pasts, and they depended on each other to make it through the hard times. 'And we occasionally make out and think about having sex with each other... so yeah, really close friends...'

Bonnie pressed the next button to see what her question was. Her green eyes widened as she read it, "Oh my god. No. There is no way I am saying that. I'm skipping this one."

"No fair!" Kol called from the front seat.

"It is fair. None of your guys' questions were like this one." She defended.

This told the boys that it was something sexual. This only made Damon want her to ask it even more. When she started to click the next button, he reached out and plucked the phone from her hand and started to read over the question. Bonnie reached out for her phone, but he held it out of her reach as he asked the question out loud, "Would you rather have an orgasm every 10 seconds, or once every ten years?" His smirk widened and he waggled his brow suggestively at the beautiful young woman.

Her face was hot and she knew that she was blushing as he asked her the question. 'It just had to be him who asked it... Gah! This is so embarrassing!'

"Answer the question, Bonnie." The way he said her name sent shivers down her spine.

Everyone was waiting for her to answer. Stefan was the only one who looked like he was feeling a little guilty about putting her on the spot. 'Of course. The one guy I haven't known as long as the others is the one who feels bad...'

"I guess if I had to choose." She paused and Damon urged her on with his eyes. She hated him in that moment. 'Only not really...' "I'd choose to have an orgasm every 10 seconds."

"That can be arranged." Damon told her with a raise of his brow and a suggestive tone. He was implying that he would give her an orgasm every 10 seconds if she wanted him to. Now her blush was even more intense and her heart felt like it was going to break through her chest. Because, she wanted him too. Maybe not every 10 seconds, that was excessive, but she wanted him to bring her to her release over and over again.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck! The way he is looking at me right now! He knows how bad I want him!'

Stefan and Kol both exchanged looks of disgust. Neither of them wanted to think about their best friend or brother having sex.

Kol noticed a sign that said there would be a toll road coming up in a few miles and he started to pull over to the side of the road. He knew that Damon would have to hide. If they saw him they would recognize him from the news. They probably had pictures of all the wanted murderers hanging up in their booths. They would catch them.

The other passengers were confused as to why he was pulling over.

"Is something wrong?" Bonnie asked.

"Get in the trunk." The British man said. His words caused them all to start laughing, but he had a serious look on his face and he didn't look like he was joking.

"You've got to be kidding." Damon told him, letting out a groan and looking over at the woman sitting beside him. He was asking her with his eyes to talk some sense into her best friend. Him getting in the trunk was a ridiculous idea.

"I'm not." He assured. "There is a toll road a few miles down the way and if they see you, they will recognize you and call the police."

"I'm not getting in the trunk."

"I guarantee that they will have photographs of all the most wanted criminals in New York at their booth, not to mention your face has been all over the telly and most of New York would recognize you in an instant." Kol sounded like he only had the best intentions, despite the playful smirk on his lips and the glint in his dark eyes. He really didn't want Damon to get caught.

"Do you really expect me to get in the trunk at every toll road?" He asked with a furrowed brow. There were at least fifty toll roads between New York and Kansas and he was not going to hop out of the car and stuff himself into the trunk every time that they got close to one.

"Not once we get across a few states. But, for now, yes. That's exactly what I expect you to do."

"I hate to say it, but he's right, Damon." Bonnie said, looking over at him. She knew that he didn't want to get in the trunk, and she didn't blame him in the slightest, but it was worth the discomfort for a few minutes if it ensured his freedom. All of them would go to prison now for helping him escape. They would lose everything.

Damon gave her a look that said, 'Really? You can't be serious...' But she was and he knew it. "Fine!" He groaned, pulling the door to the car open.

Before he got out, he lent down and captured Bonnie's lips in a surprising and delicate kiss. It took her breath away and caused her heart to leap. "Make sure they let me out right after we pass the toll road." He told her. He knew how other guys were, they liked to pull pranks and be reckless. If the roles were reversed he would leave them in the trunk for at least half an hour.

"I will." She gave his hand a small squeeze and then he pulled his hand away. She instantly missed the contact of his skin against hers.

He placed his hands on the top of the car and bent over so that he could stare at his brother through the window. "You two better not leave me in there."

"We won't, Damon." Stefan assured. "Now, hurry up before someone sees you."

Kol reached down and pulled the lever to pop the trunk, then he waggled his fingers playfully at the other man as he walked around the car and started to climb into the trunk. He pulled it down using the edge and slammed it shut. He already had a feeling of regret and nausea in the pit of his stomach as the car started to move.

They continued down the road for a few miles until they came across the toll booths. The British man drove up to the booth and flashed the worker a charming smile. "How much do I owe you?" He flirted.

"Two dollars." The woman responded with a smile.

"Here you go, sweetheart." He said, pulling two dollars out of his wallet before handing it to her.

"Have a nice trip." She said with a small wave as they started to drive away. She hadn't noticed Bonnie or Stefan really, her attention had been on Kol and that was exactly what he wanted.

Bonnie waited for him to pull the car over and let Damon out, but he didn't stop the car. She thought at first that it was because they might still be too close to the toll road, but after five more miles passed, she could hear Damon banging his fists against the trunk telling them to let him out. She couldn't stop herself from smiling and laughing a little as all three of them exchanged a look that said they knew what they were doing was terrible. It was like three kids that had a secret they didn't want to tell their parents.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny!" Damon called through the trunk. "You guys are so mature right now!"

"We really should let him out." She told the boys.

"We will." Kol insisted with a grin. "In a few more miles."

'And Where We Roam, We Will Roam Forever,

No One Will Understand What We Meant.'

"Like this?" Rebekah asked as she chose one of the mouths with fuller, heart-shaped lips, like the police officer had described. They had not been allowed to interrogate him about what had happened for a few days, because after the attack he had checked himself into a psych ward. He had been rambling on and on about how the suspect moved his bullets with her mind and that was how they got away from him. Which of course, was preposterous.

He had finally checked out of the psych ward and he was feeling up to helping them by identifying the woman helping Damon. She had a strong feeling that if they found her, they would find their murder suspect.

"Yeah. Just-just like that." He stuttered nervously.

"Do you remember anything else?"

"Her eyes were green I think and her skin was a little darker than that."

As Rebekah made the revisions her brow furrowed and her eyes filled with perplexity. The woman staring back at her through the computer screen was someone she recognized. Some of the details needed work, but it was definitely her. 'Bonnie...?'

Bonnie Bennett was her brother Kol's best friend in the entire world. She had been a huge part of most of their family gatherings, she had even come to Christmas one year because she had no one else to celebrate with. Rebekah knew her very well and she knew that she was a good person. She was a better person than either herself or Kol.

She was always doing charity work and helping out the less fortunate. She was guarded, but when she loved she loved with all of herself.

Rebekah couldn't believe that she was the one hiding Damon.

It made her question everything.

"Alright, I think that's good enough." The blonde Brit said with a smile at the police officer. She could tell that he didn't want to be there, and she too was feeling conflicted. Part of her wanted to just erase the image and forget it ever happened. She didn't want to be the one to send Bonnie to prison. And if she was trying to protect Damon then there was a chance he wasn't their guy.

Bonnie wouldn't protect a psychopath. 'Unless he is tricking her. That is always a possibility. Psychopath's are clever little bastards.'

"Okay, I'll see you later Rebekah. I think I'm going to go home and get some rest." He offered her a genuine smile. He was such a sweet man and she felt terrible about what had happened to him.

The minute he was gone she was thrown into internal turmoil.

She knew that she needed to call up Elijah and tell him what they found so that they could go and search Bonnie's apartment. He would be thrilled to know that she already knew exactly where she lived and what she looked like. The case was falling together piece by piece. But, she didn't feel right telling Elijah. Not yet. Not until she spoke to Kol.

'They're Coming After All Of Us, With Everything They've Got,

With The Fury Of A Soldier, Who Will Answer To his God.'

They had pulled off on an exit with the sign 'World's Biggest Drumsticks.'

The four of them had been stopping at every strange landmark along the way that they could. They wanted to see the world and enjoy the trip. Just because it was an escape, didn't mean it couldn't be an adventure. Currently, they were in the state of Ohio. They still had many more hours of road ahead of them, but they were all generally having a good time.

Damon had refused to get in the trunk again after the first time. Instead, he opted for making out with Bonnie so that the people at the toll roads wouldn't recognize him. It worked just as well.

"I don't think you're supposed to do that!" Bonnie reprimanded as Damon started to walk along the drumstick. They stretched at least twenty feet in length and they were like giant platforms. He was having the time of his life trying to balance his way to the top.

"I'm sure they expected this when they made them, Bon-Bon." He countered with a skip and a smile.

"Yeah, from children. Not grown men."

As he reached the top of the drumstick he held his hands out like he was on the Titanic.

"Hold up, Mate!" Kol called with a wide smile as he climbed up the drumstick.

Bonnie and Stefan exchanged looks of disapproval. "These are the men I choose to love." She said in a sarcastic tone.

"You really should reevaluate your life choices." He smiled.

Once Kol reached the top of the drumstick he placed his hands on Damon's hips and he held him in place. Now they were directly mimicking the romantic moment in the Titanic film. The British man was whispering sweet loving nothings into Damon's ear and he was smiling and acting like he was madly in love. The two were being completely ridiculous.

Still, it warmed her heart. She loved seeing them being playful together. They really were the two most important people in her life.

Kol felt something vibrating in the pocket of his jeans and he pulled his cellphone out to look who was calling him. The word 'Sister' was written across the front of the phone. "Hold that thought, love." He told Damon with a devious glint in his eyes before jumping down from the drumstick and walking away from them. He didn't want her to hear anyone else with him.

Damon jumped down from the drumstick and walked over to Bonnie with a playful smirk on his lips. "Looks like you're not the only one he calls love." He waggled his brow and placed his hands on her hips, holding her body close to his.

For him, this was the best day he had in a very long time. He felt like he was on vacation from his hectic life.

"I told you, he's British, he calls everyone that."

"Yeah, but when he said it to me he meant it." He sang, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss to her lips. He loved kissing her. He felt compelled to do so constantly and actually found himself holding back the urges.

Once Kol was a substantial distance away from the others, he clicked the send button on his cellphone and he lifted it to his ear. "Hello, Bekah. What can I do ya for?"

"I'm calling about Bonnie." Rebekah told him. She had a sadness in her tone that shocked him. He hadn't expected her to actually sympathize with Bonnie, no matter how well they knew each other. "I was wondering if you knew her whereabouts?"

"What's this about?"

"I can't really release that information to you, Kol. It's official police business." She stated. Her brow furrowed in frustration and her full lips pursed.

Kol's brown eyes landed on Bonnie and he said, "I haven't seen her for days. She's been avoiding me I think." He forced sorrow into his voice. "I keep ringing her and getting her machine."

"I'm not surprised." Rebekah said. "Thank's anyway. If you happen to hear from her, please do tell me."

"Will do." He smiled.

'The Roller-Coaster Ride We Took, Is Nearly At An End,

I Bought My Ticket With My Tears, That's All I'm Gonna Spend.'

Author's Note :

Thank you SOOO MUCH for all of the wonderful reviews from the last chapter! As always y'all encouraged me to add another chapter really fast! I hope that y'all like this chapter! As I said there will be some comic relief for a few chapters and then it will get right back into what is going on with Damon and the police! Promise! :)) How do y'all feel about this chapter? What do you think about Rebekah? What about the Bamon moments? Enjoying the Kol/Damon Brotp going on?!

I really hope that y'all liked this chapter! Please do tell me what you think and if you have any ideas/characters/etc. you would like to see from the fic! I will try and incorporate all of your ideas!

Thank you so much for reading! I love you guys!

-Tracy Cook-