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5 - Relationship Status

Hyatt Regency Hotel - Present Day

Very few words were exchanged as Bonnie and Damon packed their things and headed out to the Camaro. Damon had a definitive choice to make, and Bonnie silently prayed he made the right one. Regardless, she had spoken her piece and wasn't going to say another word on the matter.

He started the car and they left the motel parking lot in silence. It didn't take Bonnie long to realize they were not heading back the way the came. "Where are you going?" She asked.

"To our new home," Damon stated, keeping his eyes forward. He didn't have to look at her to know she was smiling.

Salvatore Living Room - Prison World

"Favorite color?"

"Earth green."

"First concert?"

"Fall Out Boy in Richmond, which was also the first time you'd left Mystic Falls for a reason other than visiting family."

Bonnie was impressed. "Pets?"

"Never had one," Damon stated confidently. "Father claimed allergies, you think he just hated animals."

"Wow," Bonnie said with an approving nod.

"So I don't ever want to hear the words, you don't listen when I talk, come out of your face ever again," Damon stated with a hint of agitation. "You never stop talking so tuning you out is tempting but unfortunately I hear every word."

Bonnie's eyes narrowed. "You know what, just for that-" Her hand shot out, snatching the football Damon had been throwing up and catching again repeatedly, out of the air.

"Interception! And it's mine!" She taunted. She attempted to scramble away with the ball but Damon was on her in seconds, pulling her by the legs back toward him. She shrieked and giggled as they wrestled for the ball, Damon turning her on her back, her gleeful green eyes landing on his oceanic blues. They both calmed and lingered.

"This shit is ridiculous." Damon said in a whisper.

"What is?"

"That we can literally be trapped in hell but somehow, someway you manage to put a smile on my face," he explained. "You. Of all people."

"That goes both ways, buddy."

"Buddy?" Damon's eyebrows raised. Bonnie didn't put up a fight as he took the ball from her hands and set it aside, then they were kissing. He was done playing games with her.

The last fourteen days had consisted of them hanging out, dating as a Damon and Bonnie that didn't know each other. There had been heavy flirting but Bonnie hadn't allowed more than kiss on the cheek from him. It was like the sweetest torture.

A wave of emotions and lust hit them as their mouths took each other wildly. Bonnie moaned softly as Damon's hand cupped her breast. He kissed her lips, he kissed her neck, he kissed the valley of her breast. She didn't resist as he slowly pulled the neckline of her shirt down, exposing her nipple, and he brought it into his mouth. He started to suck as he pulled out her other breast and fondled it. Bonnie opened her eyes as she stroked Damon's hair, and looked up at the grandeur Salvatore chandelier hanging directly above them. She knew this was all supposed to feel wrong, that she should put a stop to it immediately but it just didn't and she just couldn't. This would be so scandalous to the outside world, but technically there was no outside world. So she thought "to hell with it" as he started pulling down her shorts.

"I want to taste you," he informed her. "All of you."

Bonnie was dripping with the desire to be tasted, and it was even better than expected.

Kai was equal parts disgusted and turned on as he watched silently from the shadows. Disgusted because the Damon guy was unworthy of dipping into the witch's pool, but turned on because two hot people were engaging in sexual activity right before his very eyes, although they were unaware there were eyes on them. The pair were silhouetted against the crackling fireplace, the vampire's head buried between the witch's legs as she cried to the high heavens.

'Can't be that damn good. The man has fangs,' Kai thought to himself as he turned away. He'd only had a sexual relationship with his right hand for the past two decades, and after witnessing this display, they were definitely going to get reacquainted.

One thing was for certain, Bonnie was on her way to falling for Damon. Kai needed this to happen because more than anything he wanted to go home. Once Bonnie was there, he could reignite that magical flame inside of her.

The pleasure became overwhelming for Bonnie. She'd never experienced it like this before. Her legs were suddenly shaking uncontrollably and she was moaning his name as her heavenly release came. Damon's face was before hers and he looked down at her with lustful heavy-lidded eyes, as he informed her, "You have no idea how good you taste."

She heard him unbuckling his belt and didn't protest. She knew what was coming next and she was ready, yet still disbelieving. She was going to have sex with Damon Salvatore. She was actually going to sleep with him.

She clung to him tightly as he slowly merged his most intimate part with hers. They moved in a perfect rhythm against each other, feeling all of each other, as they made love on the rug in front of the fireplace Damon had stood before many nights, contemplating his life choices. He knew he should be regretting this one but couldn't because it felt so perfect. Bonnie's second orgasm was even more potent than the first and he followed soon after, moaning into her soft skin as their sweaty bodies were melded together like glue.

As Damon rolled away from her, Bonnie was mulling over how there was no taking this back, so she might as well revel in it.

The sound of an oldies song playing at a high volume disturbed Bonnie's reading of V.C. Andrews' Flowers in the Attic. Curious as to why it was so high she put the book down and ventured out of her room. She followed the sounds into the parlor where Damon was having himself a drink. He lowered the volume at the sight of her.

"There you are," he said with a smile.

"Uh...what are you doing?"

"Recognize it?" He asked of the song.

"Yeah...I think it's Last Kiss," she said. "I just don't understand why you're blasting 60's music while I'm trying to read." Damon started to approach her.

"Do you recognize it, Bon Bon?" He asked again.

She thought a moment longer, confused by his behavior. "The 60s Dance," she finally recalled. "We danced to this song."

"Our first dance ever," he held out his arms.

"Oh, Damon..." She allowed him to envelop her into his arms, laying her head on his chest. She couldn't help but be touched by his sentiment. As much chaos that had went down that night, the one minute they'd danced closely was the memory he'd held onto. They held each other and swayed silently to the music for a moment.

"Who are you?" Bonnie whispered.

"Starting over, remember?" He said. "As much as I can't believe I'm saying this, the one thing that can make me smile being trapped in this hellish prison world is seeing you smile, Bon Bon."

She smiled and looked up at him. "Careful, Damon. I might start to think you actually care." Damon chuckled before kissing her. Just as their kiss intensified Bonnie jerked away from him.

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"I just heard something." Bonnie looked around with a panicked expression.

"What would you have heard?"

She glared at him as he was clearly unbelieving. "I don't know, Damon, but I definitely just heard something."

Damon huffed. "Bonnie, listen, we're the only two people here. So whatever you think you're hearing, you're not."

"Are you suggesting I'm going crazy?"

"No...I don't know. Maybe!" He cried. Bonnie's face grew stony. "It would make sense. I could be going crazy. I mean shit, why else would I be standing here kissing you?" The moment the words were out of his mouth Damon wished he could rewind time and stuff them back in. Bonnie's face said it all. "No, Bon, I didn't mean-"

"Glad to know our relationship is purely the result of a loss of sanity," she snapped, snatching her arm from his grip. "Wait, I forgot. It's not a relationship. You already have one of those waiting at home."

"I didn't mean it like that, Bon! It came out wrong."

"I know what you meant," she hissed. "Don't worry, we can end this now and you won't have to worry about anything once we get out of here. We'll pretend all of this never happened." She stormed away, leaving Damon standing there feeling like an ass.

Minnie's Diner - Present Day

Damon's fork was moving his eggs around his plate but he hadn't made a move to actually eat any of them. Bonnie was halfway through her small stack of pancakes but was distracted by her boyfriend's obvious distraction. "You're not going to eat anything?" She asked, softly. "There's some more blood bags in the car, if that's what you want?"

He shook his head, his face serious with thought as he looked around the diner without actually locking onto anything. "I'm not hungry."

Bonnie sighed and put her fork down. "You're still thinking about her," she concluded. His expression formed into one of guilt but he didn't deny it. "It's okay...I am too. Elena was such an important part of our lives but... I know her. She'll get past this. She's strong, she always does."

"Like last time?" Damon asked. "When she was draining teenagers all over the place until she felt her only solution to getting better was compulsion?"

"That was different, you were dead," Bonnie reminded him "It was unexpected. She knows you're okay, now. That you're happy. You gave her closure."

"Did I?" His tone was snappy.

Bonnie reached across the table and placed her hand over his. "There's always going to be a million reasons why we shouldn't be doing this," she said.

"I want this," he said. "That's the thing. I want you, more than anything. I just didn't want her to be hurt because of it, or doing anything stupid and reckless." He gazed at her a moment longer, than covered her hand with his free one. "Am I a terrible person for being willing to pay that price to be with you? To sacrifice her feelings for a happy ending with you?"

"The only thing that would be terrible is not following your heart," Bonnie said. "Don't you remember telling me something similar in the prison world, when I was having those kind of thoughts?" Of course he did. Damon remembered every word, touch, and lingering look exchanged between he and Bonnie in the prison world. Now, he was ready for a lifetime of those.

Salvatore Boarding House - 1994 Prison World

Bonnie wrapped a thick towel around her dripping body as she gingerly stepped out of the shower. She had attempted to wash away some of the anger she was holding over her fight with Damon earlier, but she was still pretty heated. It didn't help things when she opened her bedroom door and found the perpetrator sitting on her bed.

"What the hell are you doing?" She exclaimed, tightening the towel around herself. "Get out!"

"You could've used my shower."

"I think I'll use my own from my on, thanks."

"Bonnie, I'm sorry."

Bonnie rolled her eyes and walked to her drawers to grab some clothes. "Don't be. I was stupid to get invested, and maybe a little crazy too."

"Hey, listen to me..." Damon gently took her by the arm and guided her to the bed. When she was sitting he kneeled in front of her, placing her heart-shaped face in between his pale hands so she had to peer into his cerulean eyes.

"I'm not crazy for how I feel about you," he said. "I'm seeing very clearly, Witchy. And last night...it meant a lot to me too. I don't want you to just be my 'prison girlfriend'. I want you to be my girl. Period." Against her will, Bonnie felt her resolve weaken. And her expression softened.

"How is that possible, Damon?"

"It's possible because it's what we both want," he stated firmly. "Right? We both want this?"

Bonnie smiled and nodded and then embraced him. They capped the night in her bed, no sex, just intimacy in their closeness. They both knew, for better or for worse, everything was going to change.

Mystic Falls - Present Day

Stefan Salvatore reluctantly placed his car keys on the table. He studied the young woman before him. The determination was etched in her doe brown eyes but he thought it best to try to talk some sense into her one last time. The last thing he wanted was for her to get hurt.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do, Elena?" He questioned.

She nodded confidently. "I'm sure."

"What if they don't want us to go after them?"

"Doesn't matter. Damon owes me an explanation," Elena said firmly. "He comes back with all these grand stories of this epic love we once had, I finally agree to try to make it work, and he runs away with my best friend? All I can remember is Bonnie hating him, so she owes me an explanation too."

Stefan sighed deeply. "I think you should gain a little perspective here," Stefan told her. "Damon died, he was dead for months, probably spending days upon days in the prison world pining you. He finally returns to you to find out you compelled away your memories of every good aspect of your relationship. Memories that he was stuck reliving constantly. How do you think that made him feel?"

This gave Elena pause. "So you think this Bonnie thing is just a reaction to my choosing compulsion."

"Maybe, but I also think he genuinely loves her," he replied honestly. "They had only each other for four months, she sacrificed herself so he could come back, and when she finally returned her feelings were the same. I'm sorry, Elena, I know that isn't what you want to hear, but it's the truth."

"I made a mistake," she said. "He said he understood that. And I'm sorry but I think his decision to leave is a mistake, and they're both going to realize that. He and Bonnie may have a relationship like frenemies or brother/sister but anything beyond that...it wouldn't work. They're going to drive each other crazy."

It seemed to Stefan she was trying to convince herself more than him. He shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. They lived with each other already, they seem prepared to do it again." Elena huffed. "I just don't want you chasing them across the country, only to end up hurt and disappointed...again." Elena still didn't look convinced. Stefan shook his head in near defeat. "Maybe we should give it some time. I really don't want to leave Caroline right now, not with her running around town with her humanity off."

The sound of the door opening and closing momentarily ended their tense conversation. Stefan's brow furrowed as an unexpected guest walked into the kitchen. "Who the hell are you?" Stefan questioned.

"You must be Salvatore #2," the tall, dark-haired warlock concluded. "You and Damon don't really look a like but there's this certain...air of douchebaggery you both share."

"This would be Kai," Elena told him. "And I'm just realizing now you two haven't actually met yet."

"OK, what is Kai doing in my house," Stefan asked, keeping his eyes glued to the warlock as he wandered around touching expensive things.

"I was invited."

Stefan looked at Elena in astonishment. "You called him?"

"I didn't know who else to go to," Elena expressed. "Jo gave him her magic and Liv isn't answering anyone's calls. I though he could just do a locator spell. I guess it could be considered another step toward his redemption."

"Spell not necessary," Kai said. "I know where they're headed." Both vampires looked at him with a raised brow. He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and held it up. A cozy home located in Denver had been sold. "They're going to be playing house in Colorado," he revealed. "And I'm willing to help put a stop to it, for different reasons than Elena of course."

"I don't want to put a stop to it, I want answers, and where did you find this?" She asked, snatching the paper from him.

"Bonnie's room," he stated nonchalantly. Elena glared. "I went to your dorm to talk with her. I thought she'd be back soon so I chilled out, had a look around." The knowledge that Kai had been in her room, looking at their things, made Elena very, very uncomfortable.

"Whatever." Elena looked to her ex. "I've made up my mind. I want go."

"Great." Kai clapped his hands together. "I call shotgun!"

A/N: Finally bringing some of the other TVD characters in. Sorry to shatter the purely Bamon world (with just a bit of creepy Kai) we were living in for four chapters straight. Thanks for reading! Please review! And until next time, lovelies... :)