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RANDOM WORD: EXTENSION
He never should have brought her here. This fight was dangerous, but he never could deny Bonnie anything. Well, that's not exactly true. He almost always said no at first, then she would say yes, then he would yell no, then she would scream yes, then she'd slam a door,
then he would throw it open, and then, somehow, they were in his bed and at the end of it all, she did what she wanted to do in the first place.
He smiled just thinking about her stubbornness.
"Why are you smiling, Damon?" Sheriff Forbes questioned. "You've been pumped full of so much vervain there's no chance of you escaping and now that we know what you really are we can get rid of you and the town will be a much safer place."
"Come on Sheriff Forbes, you don't want to do this. After all I've done for you?"
"Oh, you mean like feeding from my daughter and using her to do your bidding? There's nothing that can save you now Mr. Salvatore and once I tell the rest of the council about this one," she motioned to Bonnie, "then we won't have any problems left."
"You keep your fucking hands off of her!"
"Now, Damon, you're in no position to bargain, and Bonnie here," Sheriff Forbes eyes softened momentarily before they hardened again. "Well, she's just not part of this town anymore."
"People like me and people like her, we built this precious town of yours. From NOTHING and we can make it nothing again." The vervain was weakening him by the minute, but he was past caring about what happened to him. He had to get Bonnie out of this.
He could feel her distress. She was a part of him and when she hurt, he hurt.
"Don't threaten me you arrogant bastard." The Sheriff used a sharp backhand to define her frustration. Somewhere inside him he felt Bonnie snap.
"Bonnie," he tried to soothe. He knew first hand what could happen if her anger got out of control.
"Don't waste your breath Salvatore, that little witch can't save you now."
"I hope you aren't a gambling woman Sheriff Forbes."
The Sheriff turned to find Bonnie no longer crying and definitely no longer restrained. "I don't want to hurt you Ms. Forbes, but I can't let you hurt him."
"Bonnie, he's a vampire. He'll kill you. He'll ruin this town and everything we stand for."
Bonnie waved her off dismissively. "What? Narrowmindedness and fear? That's all this town has stood for as long as anyone can remember and if that's what you're trying to protect, then you're right, I'm just not part of this town anymore."
With a quick spell Bonnie had the Sheriff bound and Damon free. "You gotta give her credit Sheriff," Damon gazed at Bonnie longingly before returning his attention to the captive woman. "She's good at what she does."
"I wouldn't waste my time with compulsion. I've had so much vervain that before it's out of my system the rest of the council will come looking for me."
"Who said anything about compulsion?" Damon looked genuinely confused.
"You don't think that once you leave I'm going to stop hunting you do you?"
"Of course not, but as you so poetically pointed out," suddenly Bonnie appeared at his side. "Bonnie doesn't need compulsion. She's got her own set of skills."
The Sheriff, for the first time that evening, looked a little frightened. She licked her suddenly dry lips. "Bonnie, think about this. You don't have to do this. I can offer you protection. I've known you since you were a little girl."
"That's true," Bonnie mused. "But then you kidnapped me and you talked shit about my boyfriend and, Sheriff Forbes," Bonnie cracked her knuckles and raised her hands, "Nobody talks shit about my boyfriend."
REVIEW: I LIKE ANGRY BONNIE! SHE'S FUN. :)