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Elena and Caroline make their way back to the house. Lily is not in a good place, and Stefan has not showed face since the Mikaelsons took Bonnie and Damon.
"Lily, we have to pull it together. I know you are having a hard time but we haven't lost this battle okay. Elena and I were thinking, you were good friends with Sheila right, Bonnies Grams. Well, she had gotten out of the hospital and has been home. I think the best thing to do is bring her here." Elena says.
"I have no idea how I can get Sheila here. She never leaves her cottage and she has been plagued with sickness. I would hate to add this stress to her list of issues."
"Yes, but are you going to tell me that she wouldn't do everything in her power to get Bonnie back and better?" Elena says. "Sheila is the closes thing to Bonnie as family. Her mom's never really around. We need Sheila. No questions about it." Elena says.
"Okay. You are right, I have no idea why I never really gave that thought before."
"It's okay Lily, these times have put us all in a place of doubt and bad judgement. We all let our emotions cloud our judgement. That is not important now, what is important is that we get to Sheila, and start formulating a plan." Caroline says.
"So is this what you two came up with these last four days?"
"Well, the truth is the first two days we came up short. WE searched endlessly for leads to witch markings and removing the curse of the mark of the wolf. The third day we day we Mary Louise, and Nora went on a Mission to find the nearest supreme Council. They aren't exactly easy to find. When we felt stuck on day three we got depressed and pissy drunk, and we went to some gypsy who told us about a witch who could help. It wasn't true. She couldn't help as a matter of fact; she was a bust. But, we took our chances with a psychic. Who told us that we needed a Bennett to help cure a curse put on a Bennett. So who better than Sheila?"
"Yeah, I see. Well, I don't know if Sheila has the power to do a spell with her body basically having a hard time holding it together. Okay, I have no idea where Stefan is. Have you heard from him Caroline?"
"No I haven't. I can't even feel if his presence is nearby."
"Hopefully he didn't turn of his humanity and go full ripper." Elena says.
"Humanity… ripper?" Asked Caroline.
"I'll explain later."
"Well, Let's go ladies. I'll round Beau up. We can go ahead and start making plans for a trip to Mystic Falls, first thing in the morning. Get some rest."
They Gang goes to bed and wakes up and finds their way to the airport and on their way to Mystic Falls.
When they show up in the woods, walking to the cottage, the gloominess settles in to a thick cloud of fog around them. When they approach the cottage the fog thickens and the women make their way inside trying to escape the creepy vibe of the fog.
"Sheila?" Lily calls out.
"Sheilaaaa." Elena sings out.
"Who's there?" She calls from her room.
Lily walks to the room and sees her long time family ally/friend.
"If it isn't the woman that raised the Supreme, herself."
"I should say I am happy she finally found out. My psyche isn't very strong anymore, but last I checked on my granddaughter she was in the care of her protector. I hate that I have been sick and have been unable to be a mental pillar for her to lean on. It kills me that she is learning it all without me. Luckily I have every ounce of faith in you and Damon. Although, last I checked, she was giving him a hard time. He was trying to keep up with her mood swings. Ahhh, our future relies on a young couple who acts as if they've been married for a n eternity already." She says laughing.
Lily can't help but to smile and wish she didn't have to say what she did next.
"Oh Sheila, you are delightful as usual. I hate the pretenses in which I have come here, but I must talk to you about a serious matter."
Sheila's face fell as she listened to the words come out of Lily's mouth. Her face cracked in fear and she held back every tear she could, she didn't shed one single, solitary tear. Lily worried about traveling with Sheila and getting her to try to help them with doing a curse removal spell. But of course, Sheila had no doubts in her mind that she would do what it took.
"Now, you know I will do anything for Bonnie. But my only concern is not being strong enough a witch to help my baby. My body cannot do magic the way it used to. I will need another source of power strong enough to channel a curse breaking spell. It'll also work on Damon, if they are souls are one."
"There is no way of knowing that. They are on the compound as prisoners. We have no way in except Elena, and we are not sure if the Mikaelson's are after her right now."
"I can find that out also. However, my magic is not enough. I suppose I could use yours, to search Damon, but I don't have any way of searching Bonnie." Sheila says.
"We have to figure something out. Bonnie needs our help. The future of the Witch line depends on it."
"I'll help. I'll do whatever I can to help my baby." Four shocked faces turn at the newly present, typically absentee mom of Bonnie Bennett.
Abby Bennett was walking in the room to check on her mother. She just gotten here. She comes every day to check on her. Lately she hadn't seen Bonnie and Sheila put her in on what Bonnie's future meant to witch of the Northwestern Hemisphere. Abby was having a hard time the past few weeks understanding the truth. A truth she blocked out ears ago for her husband sake. It kept Abby from tapping into her own Bennett Magic. Now she had been home in Virginia, letting her husband travel alone for work so she could take care of her Mother. After understanding all that was going on with Bonnie, something clicked one day and made her realize how much Bonnie needed her. This was her perfect opportunity to prove to Bonnie, she was worth a damn as a mom and even as a witch.
"are you sure this is something you are ready to accept Abby. It takes more than just saying you'll help, but taping into your own potential, to help, is what we need. Can you handle allowing yourself to do that Abby?" Sheila asks "Because Bonnie doesn't deserve a half assed attempt to be a momma this late in life unless you're going to make it a declaration Abby."
"No. Momma, I am ready. Bonnie needs me. I need to do this for her. I NEED TO PROVE IT TO HER, and I WILL." Abby says with certainty.
"Abby, you have no idea how happy you have just made us all. If we have you and Sheila on our side, there is no reason we can't figure out how to save our Supremes. Thank you so much." Lily says, hugging the newly appointed mother of the most powerful witch in the Northern Western Hemisphere.
Lily was finally able to have someone to vent to in her predicament. The parent of a kidnapped child. Although Abby was uncomfortable, she was ready. It was time she accept her life, her calling, and her daughter.
"You ready?" Lily asks.
"As ready as I'll ever be." Abby says.
ORIGINS
The Original Hybrid family of Louisiana wasn't always the blood sucking; greedy mongers they came to be. Mikael Mikaelson was the Original wolf, cursed by the Gemini coven for being a thief. Mikael was orphaned young, and forced to fend for himself. He was left with but the clothing on his back and in the care of a blind beggar. When he became a teenage boy he developed an obsession with wolfs, and how they traveled in packs. They were powerful, vicious, and greedy and the towns people feared them. When the wolves traveled in packs to the village, everyone would leave payment outside of their huts, food, the wolves would take back to their pack, ensuring the wolves would be gone another month or so before returning. This was the villager's safety net. Mikael learned the ways of compromising and bartering with the packs of wolves. He would begin to steal form the villagers to barter for protection and loyalty to the pack. Eventually he became known as the boy who controlled the wolves. He stole from villagers, and robbed people, and used the wolves to control the townspeople.
When they got tired of fearing him, they enlisted in the protection of the Gemini Coven. When the boy with the wolves became too powerful, the Leader of the coven placed a curse on the boy. So every full moon, his body would contort painfully into that of the wolves he used to terrorize the townspeople. He was forced into hiding, out of fear of being hunted. He spent his life in search of a Witch that would cure him. He never found a cure. But he found a self-taught witch whom he fell for her devious spirit because it mimicked his. Esther wasn't always evil spirited. She dabbled in black magic, as a way of self-taught magic, but she mostly practiced spells and small enchantments. Falling in love with Mikael, made her spirits change to satisfying his hunger and greed.
Esther and Mikael had six children Finn, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, Rebekah, and she was with child, an unborn Henrik. All of werewolf decent. Rebekah being the apple of Mikael's eye, was his favorite. This made Esther insane with Jealousy. Finn, was die hard loyal to Esther, and would do anything for his mother as the oldest son. Elijah, the Noble son, and Klaus, the greedy son, Rebekah, the beautiful and only wolf daughter, and Kol the Maniacal son. When she found a cure to make the Mikaelsons an unstoppable immortal force she was forced to make sacrifices. She did just that for the love of her husband. She would do anything for him. Esther had to make four sacrifices, Self-sacrifice, Mortal sacrifice, Immortal Sacrifice, and blood in the purest form. She sacrificed herself, giving up her witch powers to die, and become immortal, she sacrificed Rebekah as the mortal, because of her jealousy of Mikael's affections, and once they became immortal, Finn allowed his mother to use him as the immortal sacrifice, then blood in the purest form, she took from her unborn son Henrik, who died when she transitioned.
Once the Sacrificed commenced, the Mikaelson's became the Original Hybrid family. Although, being cursed as a wolf was the greatest thing the Gemini Coven could have done for Mikael, he would never forgive them for all of those countless nights of transformation that his body endured. Painfully broken bone, after painfully broken bone. Even though now he could control his transition, he vowed to make the Gemini coven pay, and the entire Supremacy Line of Witches. Now Klaus had the chance to do that with his plan for Bonnie and Damon. Making them his powerful weapons. OF course he never thought he would fall for the witch. It wasn't in his plan. Somehow her loneliness made her more powerful. The fact that she didn't have a coven to claim her and her physical beauty outrivaled any other woman he has ever met, he was drawn to Bonnie. Only, he had the most compassion for her in his original form, as the wolf. When Esther made a deal with the devil, to complete the Hybrid transition, the Vampire, gene brought out the Evil in each individual. Klaus in his wolf form, had more of a human connection to Bonnie. He was a companion to her, a protector, a shield, a friend. As a vampire, his soulless body was everything she epitomized in disgust. She couldn't bear the thought of marrying him, but when he appeared in the form of golden-eyes, she remembered who he was when they met. The loyal, protective, companion.
Bonnie let Golden-eyes sleep with her in her bed. It made her feel safe. The rule was he had to stay in wolf form, and he could never try being inappropriate. Sometimes when they slept, she would put her arm over him. Like a girl does with her dog. He let her, because he liked how her fingers felt rummaging through his beautiful cinnamon mane. It may never be understood the connection Bonnie had to Golden-eyes, why she loved him as a wolf, but hated him as a man. Maybe it was because she remembers the wolf that saved her, the wolf that protected her, the wolf that loved to watch her, the wolf that loved to be protective and heal her when she was hurt. IT may never be understood how a girl could love a wolf, but she did. She loved him. To the point she had a hard time pulling herself away from him.
Golden-eyes loved Bonnie, but Klaus was infatuated with her. He was ready to make her his. Now that she and Damon were to come into their full powers in a few days, he was ready to claim her body before she turned eighteen, to roll the dice on a gamble of siring her to him. That was, only because he played his cards strategically well the past few months as the wolf, marking her in her sleep after several attempts. There was no guarantee she would sire to him, after all, her and Damon's blood was crafted for one another's. Centuries of witch craft, made the Supremes and their protectors like shields of the race. In fact, the magic in the blood was so strong, breaking a sire would take absolute calculation and hard work. Almost impossibility. At this point, the Mikaelson's worked breaking the sire connection with absolute certainty. The final straw that broke the camel's back, was the very smart working of Kol, Marking Damon and therefore tainting his blood. Everything had to be done, by Bonnie's 18th birthday, that was when the Magic was awakened in the bloodline.
When Klaus, left Bonnie and Damon for their consummation, his intentions were to make sure it looked like an accident. Kol did a terrible job, throwing a fit at Bonnie's lack of affections towards him. He compelled Damon the Vampire to be barbaric with Bonnie, and as she was a virgin, he vowed to make her pay for berating his affections. When he ruthlessly compelled Damon to force himself on Bonnie, he didn't make all of the rules clear. Damon did what he was told, and in the midst, he fell in love with the witch. Some type of spell or power she had over him, forced him to mark her. Damon had no control over marking her. His Vampire was compelled to hurt her, but somewhere along the way, his warlock gene was being awaken, and he was able to control his lust, causing him to begin the ritual for accepting his transition into becoming a Witchpire. His Warlock, which was being awaken to consummate their union, was able to take control of his lustful Demon, which in turn, controlled Kol's compulsion.
(Flash Back) four nights ago Consummation of Damon and Bonnie
She continues to wiggle out of his grasp, and Bonnie's small body is almost out of fight yet she continues to protect her virtue. He forcefully opens her legs and pins her wrists with one of his hands. She braces herself, for her worst fear, and it felt worse than she could have imagined. He ripped her the second he pushed his way inside of her. The first tears finally fell down Bonnie's cheeks. Damon works her body against her will for a little while, she feels too good to stop, so he doesn't stop. Instead he pounds mercilessly into her. The harder he thrusts the more she screams, and her screams are muffled by his anger filled kisses, taking her by surprise and trying to tame her.
She turned her face and refused to watch him, but he grabbed her by her throat and told her to look at him, and remember the face of the man that took his powers back from her. She cried loudly, and told him she had been saving herself and that he was ruining her. But in his mind her body felt Taylor made to his, and being inside of her was the closest thing he had ever felt to perfection. "You saved yourself for me, little red bird, you just didn't know it yet. I can feel how your body accepts me. I've been around long enough to know when a woman's body wants my claim. Your body is pulling me into you. This is not a lie. Even though your mind does not, your body is inviting me inside of you. Your body doesn't want to let me go in fact." He says. And she hates the fact that her body will continue to betray her, inviting him inside of her.
Then he ripped into her neck and began drinking from her. "Oh my god. Your blood. What the hell is happening?"
The second he tasted her blood he completely freaked out.
"Oh my god, what am I doing?"
"Young girl. I'm so sorry?"
"What?" She asked confused.
"I'm sorry I don't know why I am doing this. I am utterly confused and I don't want to hurt you." He moves to get off of her.
Damon jumps off of Bonnie and proceeds to cover her with the sheets from her bed.
He searches for his clothes and she stops crying. Realizing he has been compelled to hurt her, she loses the desire to hate him. She is still angry but for some reason her anger dissipates when she sees the mark of the wolf on his ribcage. "Oh my god, Kol marked you?"
"Excuse me?"
"Your ribcage, you have the mark of the wolf."
He looks at his ribcage. "I have no idea what the hell that is, or where the hell I am. In fact, my life before today makes no sense to me." He says in utter disgust with himself and his need to get the hell away from the girl he has been terrorizing. "I am sorry, for whatever I did to you. I guess I have no control over my blood lust right now. I can't control it, when it happens again. I need to get away from you before I hurt you again, before my demon resurfaces."
Bonnie thinks to herself how she is going to regret saying the very next thing that comes out of her mouth. "Listen, I hate to say this. You can't leave. That mark on you, is a curse. I know this, because I have the same curse. I was marked by Klaus. The "mark of the wolf" is a curse, It makes you his. He can control you. You belong to Kol, you are technically his mate for life. If he finds out you didn't see to it his wishes he is liable to hurt you in a very bad way. Trust me, I have heard stories. I know I don't know you, and I know that you can't trust me, because for all you know we are sworn enemies, but what I can tell you is Kol, is maniacal. He kills for sport, and rapes, abuses, and torchers. He has no remorse for his wrong doings."
"I can handle him."
"I understand that, but this has to do with both you and I, and what he does to you, or doesn't he is liable to do to me."
He stopped what he was doing and looked at the young girl in the bed, naked. She has no reason to trust him, or lie to him. After all he was about to inflict the worse pain on her she could have imagined. What he hasn't already done.
"How can you trust me? I just forced myself on you. I saw your face. You were crying and afraid, I never ever wanted to see a woman look at me the way looked at me."
"Well, just so you know, although I don't trust you, I don't trust anyone here. I have no reason to. You told me my future husband and his brother sent you to rape me."
"What?" He says in complete disgust and anger. But his heart broke for her. "I am sorry."
"At least I know, that you are doing this under duress. Not out of choice. Maybe we can make a compromise."
"Meaning?"
"Seems you and I are prisoners here. Maybe, we should just silently, work with one another."
"Okay. But that doesn't explain the predicament we are in right now."
"Listen, you stole my virtue from me, in order to obtain your magic, which apparently my body houses. So, we obviously have to consummate. If I allow myself to give in to you, and I willingly give myself to you, we can finish what you started. This is for the sake of both of us. I don't want to see you get punished, and I surely don't want to be punished. At some point your demon will resurface and finish what he started with me. Maybe you and I can work together for the sake of saving both of our lives."
"You are young? You can't be more than what?"
"Seventeen."
"Oh my god, I am so sorry. I would never think to-"
"I know. It's not your fault." She says in a forgiving way.
"Why do you trust me young witch?"
"My name is Bonnie, and it's called SURVIVAL. I have absolutely no choice but to trust someone. You are the only one who seems to be just as lost as me."
"Okay."
He walks over to her, and removes the sheet from around her body. He is so uncomfortable to be doing this, touching her, making inappropriate sexual advances on her. She is only seventeen. He knows he's a couple centuries old.
He stops the second he lays her body down. He slowly, maneuvers her. As carefully as he could. "If my blood lust kicks in, I apologize now. I would never, ever want to hurt you. I am not that kind of a man."
She nods her head in understanding.
He goes to touch her, and moves his hand away. "I'm sorry, I just can't do this." He says. Bonnie grabs his hands and places them gently on her body. She invites him to touch her. "If I am going to do this, I may as well find some pleasure in it. Don't make me feel as though you are too afraid to touch me, please. I just want to salvage as much of the experience as I can, so that when I look back I am left with more good memories than bad ones."
"I understand this is just hard for me." He says, his body is shaking more than hers.
"I will do something to help you okay. To help us both." Bonnie puts her hands to his face, "Close your eyes."
He closes his eyes.
Strangers temptuous hold
Fill the heart with known
Love no need too last
Heart's desire fills fast
Bonnie places a temporary enchantment on Damon, and herself. The enchantment makes them believe they are in love. They are able to put all of their fear and stress aside and unbeknownst to them both, make love to one another as two people who are madly in love.
When Damon opens his eyes he says these words to her:
"Open your eyes, little witch."
She slowly opens her eyes. As he is looking at her, carefully staring into her eyes, trying to read something.
He puts his mouth to her ear, and speaks lowly, relaxing her nerves. "You see, the thing is, there will never be another man, that can ever make you feel the way I can. I have waited so patiently for your body, because I know you will be worth every second, every minute, every year, every decade, every century. Your body was created for mine."
She has heard those words before. At this point she just assumes he said them. Which he did, weeks ago. But neither he nor she have any idea, because as far as she knows, they are in love and have been.
His words cause her to lose her soul in his at that moment and she embraces him with such fervor you would believe this entire situation was supposed to happen this way.
Damon takes his time with his witch. It is her first time after all, and he wants to love her as tenderly as an experienced man should love a woman of no experience.
"I never want to hurt you. If I ever did, it wouldn't be my intention."
He has said those words to her before also. His subconscious is speaking to her, and she has no idea it's not real, yet it is. It all feels real to her and him.
As Damon's body is lowered to hers, he puts both of his knees between hers, and pushes her legs opened with his own. Slowly. Both of his hands slide up her arms, and places her arms above her head. He traces her skin with his fingertips as he covers her body with gentle kisses from his slightly moist lips.
Bonnie's body begins to tremble under Damon's touch. "I won't hurt you okay?"
"Okay."
"God, you are too beautiful for words. I am happy you saved yourself for me, I promise that as long as I live, I will never search another woman for pleasure, and I will do my best as a man to keep you in complete satisfaction. This masterfully crafted body of yours is too good to be mistreated. I will protect you with everything in me, as long as I am on this Earth." Between every sentence, Damon kisses Bonnie's body. He works his way back up to her mouth and gives her a very long, slow, lustful kiss.
"Something about this feels more right than anything I have ever experienced in my life. I can't explain it, but I feel as though I am supposed to be right here, right now, with you."
"I am ready for you to make love to me. My body is ready for you. Please make love to me."
"Are you sure you are ready?"
"I am. I am ready for you."
She looks directly into his eyes, and he feels lost in hers. There is some warm, accepting quality about her eyes and he feels as though he has to protect her.
Bonnie relaxes her tensed body and prepares herself for him. Although it won't be so hard to accept him, as he has entered her already, her body naturally accepts his anyway. Her mind is relaxed that he is being patient with her.
As Damon ready's himself to enter her, he places his lips against hers softening the blow of his entrance. Once Bonnie feels him at her entrance, her anticipation makes her tense up. He slowly breaks her barrier with himself, and his own body shook at the feel of her tightness. He tries to will himself to pleasure her and not revert back to the beginning when he was hurting her. He closes his eyes and imagines her fear when he realized what he was doing to her in the beginning and it kept his mind from losing control on her again.
A very soft moan escapes her mouth, the pitch of it was high for a low moan, and sort of squeaky. Slowly, he moves forward, not even really pushing into her, she has him afraid of hurting her. He uses his muscles to hold his body so carefully as to not put too much pressure on her in any way. He almost isn't relaxed. His fear of hurting her outweighs his reason for finding pleasure in their movements. Bonnie realizes how hard he is trying.
"Your name is Damon, no?"
"Yes."
"Damon, please, relax, your tension is causing me tension. I am okay with you moving at a comfortable pace. Please, allow your body to find comfort in mine. I Want you to please me."
She breaks him with those words. She gives him confidence with those words.
Push.
Soft and gentle.
Push a little bit more.
Push.
All the way inside of her.
"Ahhh."
She gave a low deep moan, trying to keep her voice down. Her arms clutched around his body tightly holding on to him for support. With that first push, he slowly pulled out of her and pushed forward slowly again. Her body accepted him, but he was much for her to handle and she just held on to him tightly bracing herself for every push that came her way. No matter how gentle he was, his push stretched her body a way she wasn't used to.
His motions followed a particular rhythm to her body to ease her into sex. He leads her body with a slow soft pushing rhythm that eventually turned into slow and powerful thrusts. Her fingernails continued to dig into his back as she pulled his body tightly into hers. Her moans became songs. Long humming sounds escaping her mouth in the form of praises. His face was buried into the cusp of her neck and her eyes were closed against his shoulder. His thrusts picked up a pace, mildly moving her body and as she got a hang of the rhythm she rocked her body against his, moving into him. Her forward motion met his forward thrust, and his body was pulling every ounce of wetness from her. She has never felt such mixed emotions. The pain, the pleasure, the fullness he presented her with when he was full erect inside of her. Her walls clenched around him and he gave her small pulse after small pulse of his girth and he was causing her to drip cum around him, she hadn't even orgasmed yet.
"I have never felt such confusing pleasure." He says to her. "Your body is driving me crazy."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry; this feeling is fucking amazing. I never want to feel this with another person."
Bonnie cries pleas of pleasure. Her beautiful voice made him more excited to do what he was doing to her. Her voice would never be rivaled after this night. He never wanted another woman to say his name.
Her tears were of joy, happiness, pleasure. He finally pulled back and looked at her face. She was biting her lip. Moaning. He licked his lips watching her, because her faces, her moans were turning him on.
"Open your eyes, please."
He catches her off guard, but she opens her eyes. Watching his face while he makes love to her makes her much more sensitive. The second they make eye contact she says, "Oh my God." Her eyes close and she turns her head to the side biting her lip. Her emotions are uncontrollable and he just can't help but to keep watching her.
"I want your blood right now; I need your blood. I'm sorry."
Bonnie looks at Damon in shock, and somewhat fearfully. She says nothing, but she turns her head to the side and gentle moves her hair out of his way.
"Not there." He says looking at her clearing a space for her neck. "There." He says looking at her breast.
"What?" She asks in shock, hoping he is kidding.
"I'm sorry. Okay. I can't help it. I have to bite you there. I can't explain it."
Unbeknownst to him, Damon was attempting to mark Bonnie. His natural way of claiming her body was to mark her. He couldn't help it. He also couldn't pick the place. His demon picked where it marked her, and to keep it in check right now, he had to mark her before his lust took over causing him to attack her again, under Kol's compulsion. He was trying to keep his lust in check to steer clear of following Kol's barbaric compulsion.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his veins were swimming, he kept his head down, to keep from scaring her. "I'm sorry little witch. I hate to do this."
"It's okay. Look at me Damon." She grabs his face and pulls it up. Even though Bonnie jumps a bit at the sight of his vampire face, she quickly softens to it and looks inside of his soul searching for trust. "Okay, you can bite me." He lowers his head and tries to gently sink his teeth into her, but his hunger forces him to be slightly rough with her.
Bonnie screams out loud, but her scream is in pleasure because he is igniting something in her that is enjoying his bite too much. While he thrusts into her, and pulls blood from her and proceeds to mark her, her body can't take all of the sensations at different points of pleasure in her body. When Damon notices her excitement, and erratic breathing, he bites into his wrist and puts it to her mouth. "Drink."
Damon's eyes roll to the back of his head feeling her pull blood from him, her eyes close hard at him pulling blood from her, and his thrusts on top of their blood sharing makes them both go crazy and they fill each other with every ounce of fear and ecstasy until they both hit their peeks and cum with one another. Bonnie has never felt such sensation; her moans of pleasure are so convincing it sounds like she is in pain. And the house barely rests tonight at Damon consummates the little witch. All of her noise has kept the house uneasy. No one is there except the staff. But the staff was not getting any sleep that night. Bonnie's spell cast on both she and Damon had them believing they were in love with one another for eight hours. They made love repeatedly. Or rather Damon took Bonnie's body repeatedly until just before sun up.
"You know we have to go back to pretending to be enemies. In order for us to survive this place, and figure out a way out, or how to get our memories back. We have to be convincing, Damon, so don't take it personally but we have to act unfriendly again." He understood her. He knew they had to survive, and until he understood more, he didn't want to put her life in danger. After all, somewhere along the line he really fell in love with this little witch. He was convinced she was made for him, and that she saved herself for him. He was going to figure out everything he could to save her life, and get her away from this place. HE puts his hand on her cheek, "I will miss your beautiful face when I leave." She smiles adoringly at him.
As he said it, the Spell wore off. Bonnie had to go back to pretending she hated him. For the sake of survival. So did he. She put her mind frame in a hateful place and thought to herself how he took power from her that night.
He did just, that. He took power from Bonnie that day in more ways than one. Her body was reacting in a way she couldn't understand, but her mind was a prisoner and she hated the sight of this man. His once beautiful face, was now the exact reasons he would never feel whole again. Damon took Bonnie's virginity forcefully. Then he took her body over and over until just before sun up. Exactly as he was instructed. When he was finished, he dressed himself and kissed her on the mouth, telling her, "Thank you. I will never forget this."
He gave her a wink. They were about to put on the performances of their lives until they found an out.
The day Before Bonnie's Party
"Hello my love." Klaus says to Bonnie. "Are you ready for Tomorrow?"
"Not really. But I imagine you have really taken some time to plan something special."
"Indeed I have. I just want to make you happy. Your happiness means a lot to me."
She smiles. Bonnie has a hard time keeping her mind off of Damon, Kol's marked mate. The time they spent together nights ago has stayed with her.
"What is on your mind my little witchling? I fear your doubting the plans I have for your party."
"No. That is not it. I am perfectly fine." Her mind is distracted heavily.
"Are you telling me everything. I'd hate to find out you're lying to me."
"Of course not. I just want everything to be perfect. I want the supernatural society to accept me fully."
"They will darling. They will adore you as I have come to."
She smiles. Klaus had a way of being nice to her sometimes that made her soften towards him. She wasn't sure if she should or shouldn't hate him, she just knew he was lying to her about something. "Well, I should go take a bath. I just finished practicing my magic and I need to relax, it takes so much out of me."
"Of course darling. I shall see you at dinner." He kisses her on both cheeks and sends her on her way.
She hasn't seen Damon since the night he consummated her. Four days ago. She knew they had to pretend to be enemies, but to just pull himself away from her completely made her a bit sad. She just wanted to see him, hug him. He left his mark on her literally. When she made it to her room she thought about crying, but she didn't she knew she had to be a survivor, and if that meant no distractions, then it meant no distractions. Her heart broke silently, and she just let it hit her that she may never see him again.
As she finishes undressing, she heads to the bath her servant always has ready for her promptly at 6 every night. When she gets in she leans back to relax closing her eyes, her water starts to stir beneath her feet. She opens her eyes and there he is.
"Damon?" her heart smiles.
"Hey my young witch." He says smiling at her.
"I thought I'd never see you again."
"I just can't stay away from you."
"You can't be in here, he'll kill you."
"But I will die anyways, if I can't see you again. So what's the point."
"We can't do this. I don't want you to get hurt."
He puts his hand to her mouth to shush her. "Shsh.." Then he repeats a spell to her:
"Barrier bind,
Hers and mine.
Inside this space
No sound escapes."
"Why did you do that?" She asks him confused, because she can't remember when he did that spell with her before.
"Because my young witch, I claimed you, I don't intend to let you go EVER, no matter what they think, you belong to me now."
"Damon, I don't want them to hurt you though."
He laughs with a deep gut full of power. Shaking his head at her words.
"Why did you do that spell?" She asks him as he approaches her body in a predatorial way, yet grabbing her gently and pulls her naked wet body to his.
"So they can't hear you scream." He says at her smiling before his teeth ascend and he takes her body right then and there. Bonnie has no complaints; she gives into him happily throwing her arms around his neck and accepting his embrace.
A/N so, The BOLD/ITALICIZED/UNDERLINED words were flash backs words from last chapter, and another chapter. I hope the way the last chapter was written made since to the chapter today and how it was given in detail on this chapter. I know everyone was scared from Damon and Bonnie, but they always pull through, and the way things happened between them was not exactly as it seemed in the last chapter, but I had to leave that chapter that way. So Damon and Bonnie are prisoners, and they are without their memories, but their witches blood line is so strong, it really pulls them through every time if you notice. Gosh the twists and turns in this story. After I wrote what I wrote about the Original family in this chapter, it made me want to start a new fic for the original family and Bonnie. They are actually really interesting to write for, and I'd like to extend on a fic for them. Just can't figure if I want it to be Kennett or Klonnie. Or maybe a Fonnie, because Oh my gosh did anyone catch Finn in the originals, he was pretty bad ass. Anyways. I'm totally happy that the women of Bonnies life are kicking ass to get it together. Sheila and Abby are finally back in the story. Damnit, where is Stefan? I really hope you enjoyed this update. This story takes so much brain power I can't get enough of it. Please review if you can my lovelies. Thx for reading!