My apologies for this late update. Hope you didn't lose interest in my story.

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Several minutes passed until Bonnie could at least control her flow of tears. Usually this wouldn't be a big deal, but this was Damon Salvatore's shoulder she was crying on.

She moved out of his arms, took a few steps back and put some space between her and Damon.

"I'm sorry", Bonnie whispered and whipped her tears away.

"Don't be", Damon shook his head and took a step forward. Of course Bonnie recognized that. She raised her hand to stop him in track and to her surprise he really did. But she could also see the hurt in his eyes.

"Alright then, let's talk about this morning", Damon began as he blinked a few times, when he tried to get rid of his obvious feelings. "What was the last thing you remember?"

"I... I was at the Grill, with one of my class mate. We wanted to have fun, probably get drunk and the next thing I know is that I woke up, next to you and without any clothes on."

"Really? I have something different in mind. I clearly remember us putting our daughter to bed, then you seduced me in your very new and very expensive loungerie. I mean we had a rough day and some mind blowing sex was exactly what we both needed", Damon described with a smirk. She could see him trace his tongue slowly along his lower lip, like he licked some remaining ice- cream of his mouth. He started to graze her from her toes, up to her thighs, over her flat belly and full breats, to her collarbone, neck and of course her beautiful face. For him, this was the Bonnie he fell in love with and who he still loves. In all the time they've been lovers and eventually husband and wife, she still was a godess and the sexiest woman alive. He still couldn't keep his hands off of her, whenever she was near.

Bonnie somehow sensed the sexually changed air and shortly watched him rub both her hands along his designer trousers. It was like he would explode any minute and jump her like a sex crazed tiger. Bonnie suddenly felt a light traction below her waistline.

Bonnie cleared her throat. "This is totally crazy, I feel like being put in a wrong movie."

"I don't get it either... I know it can't be true but were you performing some kind of spell lately?"

"Of course, we needed my powers to defeat Klaus and his hybrids."

Damon narrowed his eyes. "Bons, that was years ago. Klaus is dead... really really dead. You killed him, don't you remember?"

"What? No... I killed Klaus? How, I'm not that powerful", Bonnie stated surprised. A part of her was confused and perplexed but also proud. She was only a teenager and she was able to get rid of that damn original, she was somehow a heroin.

"You had the power of a hundred dead witches inside of you, but that was a long time ago."

"How long", she asked slowly.

"Over five years, before we got together and...", Damon started and made a step forward. He so wanted to touch his wife, feel her and comfort her.

"Five years? I'm 22 now?"

"23 actually", Damon winked at her. "We celebrated your birthday last month, it's june now."

"Oh my God, oh my God", Bonnie whispered constantly and moved her hands through her hair. She walked away from Damon, who still tried to get as near to her as possible. It hadn't escaped her. "I must have lost my memories over these five years, that's unbelievable."

"Bons...", Damon tried but actually didn't know what he wanted to say.

Bonnie glanced helplessly at him and breathed out.

"Why don't I know what happened the last few years?"

"I have no idea, but we will find out", Damon replied and licked his lips. He still had the urge to umbrace her. "Together."

Bonnie nodded as she locked eyes with him. "Okay, but I'm gonna need help. Maybe I should contact another witch."

"Your cousin Lucy?"

"Yeah, if she's available."

"Alright I'll call her... later, after you had diner. You look pale and I'm hundred percently sure you haven't eaten anything since this morning. Come on, I'll make you whatever you want", Damon said and lead her into the kitchen.

Damon was right, Bonnie suddenly felt hungry and didn't contradict. She has been to stressed to eat or drink something and since it was after 2 am, she really should grab some food. Damon suggested to cook lasagne for her.

"Thanks for the food, it's delicious", Boonnie said while eating.

Damon shrugged and smirked. "I know. You always loved my food and you once said that's the real reason why you married me. Just to never cook again... it's not like you know how to."

Bonnie laughed lightly.

"It's great to hear you laugh, I've missed that since this all day", Damon admitted as he kept staring at her.

"Damon, I'm not the Bonnie you or anyone here used to know. I... I still feel like the 17- year- old teenage witch, that didn't really like you. I am very far from being married or a mother so...", Bonnie stated. "I know this situation is confusing for you, but right now I just want to find out, what's going on and get back to that time where I belong."

"Don't you think I don't know that, Bon? It's so weird having my wife in front of me, but then you're not really. It hurts hearing you denying our love for each other, but I can deal with it. Caitlyn can't. It's gonna destroy and unsettle her, when you don't act as if you're her mommy... She needs you."

"I know, I know but what am I supposed to do? I don't know how to be a mother for a little girl."

"Just act like it, please... Just until we found out what happened to your memory. I'll help you as much as I can", Damon pleaded.

"Alright."

"Okay, then action. You're gonna start acting right now", Damon replied just a second before the door of the kitchen was opened and Bonnie's tiny copy came in.

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So so, Bonnie and Damon had their first serious talk, but there will be more.

Just stay tuned guys and you'll see.

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