Daman and Bonnie sat at the table in complete silence. Bonnie was sitting crossed legged on the chair while quietly drinking from her mug, while Damon was stretched out in his chair tapping his fingers on the table looking extremely bored.

"So...ah what you drinking?" Damon asked trying to strike up a conversation.

"Irish coffee." She said with out even looking at him.

"Man that stuff can be strong, you don't seem the type to be drinking that."

"I acquired a taste for it after I was turned…" She trailed of still sipping her coffee with out opening her eyes. Damon leaned forward, folding his hands and resting his chin on them

'Really? So was he Irish or just an alcoholic?" He asked with an amused look on his face. Bonnie glared at him and gently set her cup down, she looked at him for a second before answering.

"He was Irish." She said then took another sip of her coffee.

"Oh…So he was an alcoholic." He grinned. Bonnie slammed her cup down spilling a few drops on to the table and glared daggers at him.

"Calm down Bon Bon, I was only joking." He chuckled.

"Call me Bon Bon again and I'll rip your eyes out through your stomach." She said coldly stressing her s's. Damon gave her a weird look like she was crazy, which tuned in to a bored look when she continued sipping her drink.

"Can you stop that, really just drink the damn thing it's hard to have a stimulating conversation when you do that." He said annoyed. She sighed and drank the rest of her coffee then looked at him resting her chin on her hands. "So...um what do you want to talk about?"

"What have you been up to?" His eyes darkened a bit at her question.

"Searching for Elena's killer" He said grimly. She cocked her head to the side and looked at him with childhood innocence.

"Why?"

"Why…" He echoed. "Because 'Black Rose' killed her, not for blood, not in a panic she did for fun, pleasure, just some sick sadistic-"

"Revenge." She interrupted.

"What?"

"Couldn't she have done it for revenge? I'm mean Rose has become known around these parts, she really doesn't kill for any reason. Elena must have done something to her or someone close to her. Elena wasn't a saint Damon."

"I can not believe I'm hearing this." He said in disbelief. "When he find her killer they'll end up the same way." He growled.

"What if the killer turned out to be Meredith or Stefan or me… would you still have the guts to kill me with out a second thought?" She asked staring at him with a sad face. She walked towards her room and turned to him when she got to the door. "I'll se you at sun set…" she said then shut the door.

Bonnie collapsed on the bed and clutched her pillow digging her head in to the pillow. "Griffin." She sobbed in to her pillow before crying herself to sleep