Chapter 4

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"Bonnie, wake up. C'mon Bon, open those beautiful green eyes for me." Derek pleaded for the thousandth time. She remained motionless, Derek held her closer. They were like that for what felt like hours to him. God. Every time he tried to move with her, her magic kept him in place. Trapping him. Her phone rang in her purse. Derek fished for it relived when he felt the cold metal of the Iphone.

Mom, the name read. Derek cursed. The last thing he needed was to talk with Mrs. Lucy Bennett-Whitmore. He threw it to his side but the force field surrounding it just bounced it and shattered it.

"C'mon Bonnie I just broke your favorite gadget...aren't you going to yell? Burn me down to a pile of ashes? Threaten to stuff me and mount on your wall?" No response. Derek re-adjusted her and held her closer to his chest. He could hear her pulse, thudding and pumping. She was alive. Her heartbeat was fast. Slowly, her eyes fluttered but didn't open. A name escaped her lips.

"Emily,"

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Bonnie hated when she had one of her weird witchy dreams. Especially when they came just out of the blue. Like that one time at swim practice. Or when she was in the middle of cussing out Scott for touching her books. She was very touchy when it came to her books. This time she was in an abandoned house that smelt like dead cats.

"Where the hell am I?" She asked. Usually her dreams took place somewhere familiar. This wasn't familiar.

"Hello Bonnie." A warm voice greeted her. Bonnie span around and saw a woman with reddish short curls framing her aged but pretty face.

"Do I know you ma'am?" The woman simply shook her head and muttered some words in latin.

"What the hell is going on?" Bonnie shouted. The woman ignored her but stopped muttering. A large black wolf emerged from behind. Its fur was thick and beautiful, Bonnie wanted to run her fingers through it. The wolf bowed his head before raising it again. Eyes glowing bright red. It opened its mouth to reveal sharp white fangs. The wolf gave a great howl, she felt her body tremble and her knees grow weak. Strangely enough Bonnie didn't feel fear. The wolf came towards her. Slowly as if every movement was precious. The wolf padded around her, the soft fur against her bare legs. Bonnie threw her head back and fell the her knees. The wolf came before her. It licked the side of her face. Bonnie closed her eyes and soon lips replaced the tongue. Her jade orbs shoot open.

Derek was planting kisses on her jaw, slowly making his way to her lips. Bonnie moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed the corner of her mouth before planting a gentle kiss on her lips. "Mine." He growled before kissing her hungrily and holding her bare body close to his. Their bodies were so close. They were skin to skin. Bodies perfectly molded together. They were connected. Then she woke up but not before she heard the woman mutter something else. Something more.

"Lupus Sodalis."

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Derek was beginning to lose faith. Ever so often he checked his watch. He found her at three yet it was almost midnight and the wall hadn't gone down, she hadn't awoken.

"God, witch wake up!" He growled he shut his eyes and raised her head up. Derek buried his nose in her dark curls. It smelt like apples and cinnamon. He smirked. She always did like apple.

"Derek..." She groaned. Derek's eyes shut open and he pulled Bonnie closer in a tight hug before letting her go. Bonnie licked her lips and smacked them together. Running her finger through her hair she assessed her surroundings.

"Where am I?" She asked, her voice scratchy. Derek furrowed his brows and scoffed.

"Don't you remember coming here?" Bonnie bit her lower lip, her hand gripping his gray Henley.

"I r-remember getting in my car...t-then I came to some broke down old buliding-"

"The distillery," he goaded.

Bonnie rolled her eyes."Yeah, then I heard your thoughts again-"

"What thoughts?"

"I don't remember."Bonnie schooled her features well. If he didn't know her most of his life she may have fooled him into believing the lie him. Derek ignored it. Deciding against hearing what guilty sad thoughts she heard.

"-but I remember what I saw when I was out." Derek rose an eyebrow. This, he wanted to hear.

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Damon stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked down an unnamed street in Beacon Hills. After all he had only been here for a few days. That was lie. He had been here before, years ago. Damon paused mid-stride, is the little witch still here? Still alive?

He shook his head in an effort to make thoughts about the green eyed cherub go away and walked down the street. For such a small town it had a good social night life. A girl stumbled out of one of the clubs, obviously drunk. He rose an eyebrow. Obviously underage as well. Damon leaned against the wall of a building opposite the spectacle. The red head staggered some more before attempting to stand upright.

She failed. Miserably.

Taking pity on the poor girl Damon approached her calmly and slowly. Almost afraid she'd shy away like a baby deer in the wild.

"Hey there red," he called out cockily. Red, rose one her perfectly plucked eyebrows at him and opened her plumb lips to tell him something but instead a waterfall of vomit poured out on the ground. Damon thanked god that he didn't go too close to her. She looked into his eyes briefly before her's rolled back and she fell. Using his speed he caught her before she hit the ground. The girl was out cold. Damon groaned as he picked her up bridal style.

He could hear Stefan's lecture already.

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Julia poured the blood into a bowl, then she placed some crushed herbs and spices into it. Closing her eyes she inhaled the smell. The sacrifice was going according to plan. Holding the bowl close she turned around to her gallery of images. Pictures of her sacrifices. She closed her eyes and titled her head back. Muttering some words in celtic. Her feet swayed and she fell to her knees. An unheard beat began to play. Her eyes shut open. It was so close. Her revenge was so close. The sacrifices would be complete soon.

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