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!

Chapter Twenty-Three

My Guardian Angel

'A Voice Called From Beyond The Stars,

By Way Of The Serpent Swirling Through My Veins.'

The key she held between her fingers was the key to everything she ever wanted. It was the key to freedom. It was the key to happiness. It was her key to Damon. She closed her eyes and took in a shaky breath before letting it out. She needed to calm her nerves. What she was about to do was going to be extremely risky. If she got caught then the police would immediately throw her into jail. 'Or worse if they think I'm a threat.'

Her green eyes fluttered open and she tugged her bottom lip between her teeth as she started to unlock her handcuffs and slip them off of her wrists. Rebekah had said that the story was she slipped out of them, so she closed them and left them dangling from the table. Next she reached out for the pistol and she gripped it tightly in her hand, her finger on the trigger. She had never used a gun before. She was against murder. But, she could still use it to keep someone quiet if she got caught.

Bonnie stood to the side of the door and she peeked through the window at the station. She saw that there were a few police officers holding a conversation just down the hallway.

One of the signs down the hallway said, 'west entrance.'

'She said Damon's interrogation room was near the south entrance... I wonder why Rebekah is helping us out? She said something about a video Kol sent her. What video?' She knew she didn't have time to dwell on the thoughts, but they continued to nag at her.

Watching the police officers closely, she waited for them to start to walk in the opposite direction and then she reached down and pushed the door open, moving out into the hallway. She kept her head ducked, hoping that no one would notice her as she walked through the hallway toward the south exit. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest and she was holding her breath as she slowly walked by a group of police officers.

None of them noticed her.

They just thought she was a civilian.

Finally, Bonnie reached the south hallway and she started to head down it. At the end of the hallway there was a room with glass walls, just like hers, but Damon's room had two armed police officers standing outside of the door. They were prepared to kill Damon if he did anything.

'Damn it! How am I supposed to get in there with those cops outside?' Bonnie turned around so that they wouldn't see her and she scrunched up her face in thought as she tried to figure out a plan. Her first plan was to walk up to them with the gun and force them to let her into the room. But, eventually she thought up a better plan that would be less risky.

She moved behind the wall so that she was out of their sight and then she closed her eyes and focused all of her energy into the palm of her hand. She didn't know how to control her new-found powers yet, but she was trying to focus on the thought of fire. Her hand was outstretched and she curled her fingers. Still thinking about fire. She was thinking about lighting the police officer's shirt on fire.

Her head snapped up when she heard the police officers screaming. One of them hurried down the hallway toward the bathroom.

'One down. One to go.'

Bonnie focused her energy again. This time imagining that she was lighting the other police officer's shoes on fire. She didn't want to do anything that could actually kill the men. She just needed a distraction so that she could help Damon escape.

'Come on! Come on! Come on!' She gave herself an internal pep-talk. As she curled her fingers, she heard the other police officer start to scream and stomp around the hallway. His boots were still sizzling as he ran down the hallway toward the bathroom.

Now was her chance. She would only have a few minutes before they returned to their post.

Bonnie hurried down the hallway toward Damon's interrogation room. She could see him through the windows and her chest tightened painfully at what she saw. His head was snapped back and his eyes were rolled up into his head. The veins were moving beneath the skin of his neck and he was shaking violently. 'The demon still has control? It's been a few days... This isn't good.' The demon was stronger than ever now that they broke the connection again.

Rebekah was right. He needed her to pull him out of it.

'I really hope I can this time.'

She pulled the door open and she hastily headed inside, approaching Damon. As she walked through the door his head snapped to the side and the bones cracked loudly in his neck. The demon was watching her closely, but so was he. He was still in there somewhere and he knew she was there with him.

Bonnie moved toward him and she delicately cupped his cheeks in her hands, staring lovingly into his eyes. She wanted to see the blue eyes she loved. She wanted to see him smile again. She was terrified that he was lost to the darkness completely and that there was no coming back this time. She traced her fingertips along his jawline and her lips curled up into a smile.

"Damon." She whispered urgently. "I need you to come back to me."

Damon could see her beautiful green eyes staring down at him. He could feel her fingers dancing along his skin. He could hear her voice echoing through his mind, and suddenly the darkness wasn't so intense. Suddenly, there was a light at the end of the tunnel again. His hope had returned.

"Please." Tears were glimmering in her eyes. "Please, come back to me." Bonnie leant down and pressed her soft lips to his forehead.

"We are so close, Damon." Her heated breath rushed against his forehead as she spoke. She tangled her fingers into his hair and kissed his head a few more times. "We are so close. You just need to come back to me and we will get you out of here. We will get that thing out of you. Please." Her voice cracked. "You just have to come back to me."

Damon managed to regain control over his body enough to close his eyes. He delved back into the darkness of his mind. Searching for the light. Searching for her. 'Damon, come back to me.' Bonnie's voice pierced through the darkness. He started to follow it. 'Please.' He held his hands out in front of his face as he stumbled through the blackness, searching for her.

Finally, he saw her in the distance.

She was sitting in a clearing with the sun shining down on her and enveloping her body in it's golden rays. There were trees surrounding her, rustling in the summer breeze. She had her hands outstretched to him and she was staring up into the sun. Her wings were spread wide and towering over her body. Bonnie Bennett was his guardian angel.

Bonnie was always there to protect him and pull him out of the darkness. She was always there when he needed her the most. Elena had left him at his worst and she had shown up to pick him up and put him back together. She never gave up on him.

Damon loved her more than he had ever loved anyone else.

'You need to come back to me. We need to get out of here.' She said, her arms stretching wider, inviting him in. His arms were bleeding from the cuts he had inflicted on himself. He could feel the pain shooting through his body. As he approached the beautiful woman standing before him, all of the pain started to fade away. All of the fear. All of the doubt. It disappeared when he felt her wrap her warm arms protectively around his body. He rested his head against her shoulder and he closed his eyes.

Tears started to roll down her cheeks and her eyes filled with relief as she saw his blue eyes flutter open.

The demon was no longer in control. He had come back to her.

"Did you miss me, Bon-Bon?" He teased with a playful smirk on his lips.

"Yes." Bonnie whispered desperately, her toothy smile stretching across her face as she pressed her lips to his. "Yes. I missed you so much." She spoke against his lips, kissing them again. She knew that they didn't have time and that she shouldn't be kissing him, but she couldn't help it. She missed the way that his lips felt against hers. She had been so scared that she was never going to get to hold him and kiss him again.

Damon could feel something digging into the fresh cuts along his wrists and that was when he noticed that he was still handcuffed to the table. His smirk widened and he caught her eyes, waggling his brow at her, "Finally decided to take me up on that offer?"

She rolled her eyes and shook her head at him. It amazed her how quickly he could return to the sarcastic, childish man that he was after the demon gave him back control. "Not quite what I had in mind." Bonnie felt a blush rush along her cheeks as she added, "At least not yet."

His eyes filled with mischief and intrigue as he realized that she was interested in the idea of being tied to the bed as he went down on her. 'Maybe I should keep these handcuffs for later...'

"First, we have to get out of here and get that demon out of you." Bonnie returned to her serious self as she started to unlock his handcuffs and free the man she loved. She knew that they had already wasted a lot of time and the police officers would be returning to their post any minute. "I distracted the police officers, but they will be back any minute."

"Look at you, you little escape artist." His eyes widened.

"I'm hardly an escape artist." She laughed. "Rebekah dropped her keys for me and gave me her gun."

"Rebekah?" Damon furrowed his brow in confusion. He didn't know who Bonnie was talking about and he didn't understand why she was helping them. The truth was, Bonnie didn't really understand either. The blonde had mentioned something about a video that Kol had sent her and she assumed that was why she was helping, she assumed that she believed that Damon was possessed and had no control over himself, but she didn't really know.

"I'll explain later." She said as she hurried to open his handcuffs and free him. "Now, come on." She interlaced her fingers with his and she pulled him toward the door to the interrogation room.

"One sec, witchy." He smirked.

"What is it?" Bonnie asked, turning to look up at him. She could feel her heart pounding hard against her rib cage. She just wanted to get out of the police station before someone caught them. This was their only chance.

Damon skipped happily toward the handcuffs and he lifted them up with his index finger, smirking suggestively in her direction. "I thought we might need to keep these."

"You are horrible." She said in an annoyed tone of voice, but her blush was giving away just how excited she was at the thought.

"I know." He said with a waggle of his brow.

'Failure Is Never An Option, As Long As We Stand,

As Long As We Have Something Left To Fight For.'

"Let me talk to my sister." Kol said, his brown eyes filled with intensity as he stared across the table at Elijah. He had known the man for the last four years or so, and he had expected a bit more sympathy and understanding from him. He didn't believe him when he told him Damon was possessed by the devil. He didn't believe that Damon was innocent.

"I already told you, your sister is not to be involved with your portion of the case. It would be unethical."

"This isn't about the bloody case! I just need to speak with her!"

Elijah sighed and looked away from the young man. He felt a tug of guilt at his heart as he called the guards to take him away. Rebekah and Kol had become just like his family over the last few years. He didn't spend much time with them outside of work, but he had always felt like he could trust them both. Now he didn't feel like he could trust either of them.

He felt like Rebekah knew more than she was letting on. He felt like she was helping the murder suspect.

Rebekah crossed her arms over her chest as she watched the guards drag her brother away. She knew that they were taking him to his prison cell. He would spend the night in jail and then he would be released in the morning. She wished that she could visit him, but if she did, it would compromise her entire plan. She had to lay low and convince Elijah that she wasn't involved in Damon and Bonnie's escape. At the end of the day she wanted to save the poor man, but she also wanted to keep her job and not be imprisoned herself.

'I just wish I could tell him the plan so he wouldn't worry all night.'

Elijah was shocked to see Rebekah standing outside of the interrogation room when he walked out. He had hoped that she would still be interrogating Bonnie. 'If she is already done then odds are she didn't find any pertinent information.'

He walked toward his partner with his hands crossed behind his back. "I take it that you didn't find out anything more from Bonnie?"

"No. She refused to speak." She said, feigning annoyance.

"I figured as much."

"Did my brother admit to anything?" Rebekah asked. She was genuinely curious about what Kol had said.

"Certainly," Elijah said in a sarcastic tone, his lips twisting up into a smile. "He informed me that Damon has been possessed by a demon and Bonnie, Stefan, and himself were merely attempting to rid his body of said demon." He still couldn't believe that they were all sticking to the 'possessed by a demon' story. There was no way that it was going to hold up in court. No matter how many witnesses they had. Damon would be imprisoned and put on death row. "He asked me if we recovered the tape from the Bennett household."

"A tape?" She furrowed her brow and pursed her lips, pretending like she had no idea what her partner was talking about. She didn't want to let on that she had already witnessed the tape. She had hope that once Elijah watched the tape he would start to believe.

"Yes." He nodded. "He said that there was a tape in the living room at the Bennett residence that had undeniable proof that Damon Salvatore was possessed by a demon. I called the forensics lab to see if they had a tape in the evidence lab. They did, and they are bringing it to our office as we speak."

"We should head that way then." Rebekah was eager to watch the tape with Elijah. She had hope that once he watched it he would start to see the truth.

He had other plans.

"We should attempt to question Damon once more first." He smiled and started to head down the hallway toward the south entrance. He could hear Rebekah close on his heels. Her boots were clacking loudly against the tile.

Rebekah chewed on her cheeks as she followed him closely. Her blue eyes were fixed on the back of his head. Her mind was lost on thoughts of Bonnie and Damon. She could hear her heart pounding loudly in her ears as they neared Damon's interrogation room. 'I really hope that she got him out of there already... Perhaps I should attempt to stall him?'

It was too late to stall him though.

Elijah was staring through the windows of the interrogation room. His brown eyes widened as he noticed that Damon Salvatore was nowhere in sight. He was no longer sitting at the table. "Did the guards take him to his cell?" He wondered anxiously. The alternative was too difficult to believe. There was no way that Damon escaped the room. 'Not without some help.'

"Not that I know of." 'Thank God they made it out.'

The police officers that were supposed to be guarding Damon's room walked out of the bathroom with smiles on their faces as they approached the interrogation room. "Are you guys here to talk to the suspect again?"

"Where is the suspect, if I may ask?" The British man turned to face the officers. He already knew the answer. Damon had escaped.

"What do ya mean where is the suspect?" The officer asked, laughing a little. "He's right in there..." His voice trailed off as he noticed that the murder suspect was no longer chained to the table. He was nowhere to be found. 'Shit! I am so getting fired for this.' He turned to face Rebekah and Elijah and he quickly tried to explain what happened. "I was guarding the door, and then my shoes lit on fire so I had to run to the bathroom and put them out! I know this sounds crazy, but I'm not making it up! I swear!"

"Your shoes lit on fire?" Elijah asked curiously, turning to face his partner. He was internally piecing together what had happened. Somehow, Bonnie had escaped from her interrogation room and she had used her little magic trick to light the police officer's clothes on fire as a distraction. Then she had helped Damon escape.

'But how did she get the keys?' He had a theory and he didn't like it one bit.

"Rebekah, are your keys missing perchance?"

'I've Been Fighting Every Day Of My Life,

Against My Demons, Against My Limitations'

Author's Note :

I am so sorry about this short chapter! It is sort of a filler chapter for a lot that is going to happen in the next chapter! Things are about to get REALLY intense! I hope that y'all are excited to see what happens! :)) There will be about three more chapters to this story (maybe more if y'all want to see a little more into their future together) and then I will be wrapping it up! I'd love to hear your thoughts? Do you think that Rebekah is going to convince Elijah that Damon is possessed? Do you think Elijah will join their side or go against them? Do you think he knows she is helping? Are you happy to see that Damon is back to himself? Are you excited to see them use those handcuffs in a few chapters? ;) They escaped! :))

I must warn y'all that there will be a character death coming up either in the next chapter or the one after that! :( Can y'all guess who it's gonna be?

Thank you all so very much for reading! Y'all keep me writing and it means the world to me! I promise to try and get the next chapter out faster!

I love you guys!

-Tracy Cook-