I am so so so so so so sorryyyyyyyyyyyy! Gosh, the reviews on the last chapter, for some reason it wouldn't let me reply to all of them? Am pretty sure I got a replt to a few but not all.. SO SORRY! And this story has turned out longer then I expected… well tbh, I didn't expect anything from this story… I just kind of decided id write one, I didn't have a plot or anything? But I do hope you enjoyed how this story turned out… Bonnie Pov.

As quickly as possible, my eyes adjusted to myself and Stefan's now still surroundings, I didn't realise until now that Stefan's eyes had pooled over, and now had crystal like tears spilling down his pale cheeks. I didn't care; right now I felt no sympathy.

I pounded my fists into his rock solid chest, attempting for him to release his grasp on me, I was failing miserably. By now Stefan was not the only one crying, my eyes were blurred from the water flushing down my face, uncontrollably.

Continuing to shriek, and scratch at Stefan's chest and hands, I stopped dead, he had frozen completely.

A screech of pain radiated out of the large house, and I heard Stefan release a silent whimper.

"It's over…there's no sound to be heard from down there…" He said dryly.

My throat clogged up, and I felt myself beginning to choke, I couldn't bare to speak one word.

"BROTHER!" Stefan cried out, and sprinted off into the house.

From that one word, my heart crashed down, leaving me bare with nothing to do, except chase, chase after Stefan and find Damon there, dead or alive…

Stefan was nowhere to be seen, as I charged down the hallway, pushing my legs as fast as they would go… at a human pace, nothing else nothing more than a slow human pace.

Within minutes I was at the cells, and the scene was hideous…

It was a complete bloodbath, of darkened dry blood and fresh red liquid poured along the dark floor.

My eyes wandered the cell, afraid of what they might find…

I stiffened a slight cry, and began walking closer, and closer towards the left hand corner.

Damon was there… but there was no motion to his body, it was rock solid, not a single breath heaved his chest, nothing. His dark hair was matted with blood, and his usual bright lips were now shadowed by a pale grey. Damon's skin was murky, without its regular burst of colour and alertness, he looked…dead.

I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I couldn't do a thing… I just stood there, my eyes glazing over watching Stefan.

"Damon, Damon! Damon wake up!" Stefan cried, gripping his brother by his black blood filled t-shirt and tugging at it roughly.

Stefan seemed now so… vulnerable, staring down at his brother he seemed as if his own heart was breaking at the site of his older brother leaving him.

"Bonnie! Bonnie please tell me you can do something, a healing spell? Something, please help him, Bonnie, help him!" Stefan was now standing in front of me, pain flooded his voice.

My knees went weak beneath me, and I went crashing to the floor.

"Damon…Damon, please. Damon please don't leave me!" My voice was now frantic as I pressed my hands to his cheeks.

My hands now scrambled down his chest, searching for a whole were a stake might of entered.

I found none.

Stefan was now pacing, his hands wrapped around his head, tears plunging down his cheeks, as he lashed out punching the walls.

"Damon…" I whispered, brushing my tears away.

That's when it happened, my mind exploded, and my heart pace quickened.

"God, its so easy to trick you people."

Stefan turned on his heels instantly, my body froze and my eyes were now drawing away from Stefan's face, and drew back to the corpse that was lying next to me.

Thing is… he was no corpse. His once pale lips were now wet from his tongue, and had a slight vibrance to them, as they twisted into a small smirk.

My whole world was turned upside down, yet that's the way I loved it.

"Damon…" I and Stefan seemed to whisper in chorus.

"The one and only." The smirking man chuckled lightly.

Without warning, I threw my body at Damon, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck and never letting go.

"Easy on, little witch. Am still slightly weak." No matter what he said… he didn't loosen his grip on me, he just tightened it.

"God, I hate you, you're such a dick." I muttered, digging my face into his shoulder, tears staining my cheeks once again.

"Love you too, Carra." He chuckled, burying his face in my hair.

"I agree, you are a dick, and I'm going to beat your ass as soon as you're slightly stronger, for now, ill meet you two outside." Stefan interrupted, walking out of the cell.

"I look forward to the ass beating, brother." Damon called after him.

Sighing, I pulled my face away from Damon's, staring into his dark eyes, which were now full of life.

His eyes seemed to be scanning mine too, but what shocked me now to the up most astonishment was what the liquid dripping down his cheeks was now.

He smiled weakly at myself, and now pressed his forehead against mine, and we stayed like that for quite a while.

"I missed you so much." His voice whispered, sounding a lot more fragile, than ever.

The tears were becoming heavier now. "I'd lost all hope of you coming for me." I muttered, shutting my eyes tightly.

"Hey, hey, look at me." Now my eyes opened, and he cupped my face with his smooth hands. "If I ever lost you…I'd never give up, ever, I love you too much to loose you." His eyes were not locked deep into mine. "I love you Bonnie McCollough."

"I love you." I sniffled.

And for that spectacular moment, the one moment I had needed and wished for, since the day I met Jake. Our lips crushed together, like two missing jigsaw pieces finally colliding together. Magical.

So a bit of fluff at the end there? Right so… am thinking maybe I should just make the next chapter the very last? What did you guys think?

MUCH MUCH MUCH love,

Charl!

xxxxxx