Daydreamer4life2011: Sorry, I uploaded the previous chapter before you could read and review the one before that! Sorry, I just felt bad leaving it like that for long :P I loved both your reviews though, thank you! :D
60 reviews...Wow I thought I'd be lucky with one for each chapter (all thanks to the Fictionist) ;)!

I hope no one stops reading just because Mitsao is now dead, there's still more to this story!
However, we're going to take a break and let Stefan sleep, while a bit of Bamon ensues,...Please read&review! Enjoy :D

Chapter twenty eight (Damon's POV):

He had been sitting there for what felt like hours, but was only a couple of minutes. His brother sleeping so peacefully calmed him.

The smell of fire came drifting through the doorway. He could hear chanting coming from the front yard.

After picking up his brother and placing him on the sofa, he walked out the front door and saw Bonnie chanting a spell that was making the kitsune's body burn. The stench was almost unbearable.

A fit of choking made him turn his attention to a crouched figure on his right. Elena had obviously had enough of sitting like a duck in the car and decided to try and help.

He picked her up and semi carried her into the house. As soon as she was clear of the horrible smell, she wrenched herself from his arms.

"Where's Stefan?"

Damon suppressed rolling his eyes and put a finger to his lips, pointing to the living room. "He's sleeping so don't wake him."

Elena nodded and, before walking away, she whispered "Thank you."

He hesitated, taken by surprise, then inclined his head. "Glad to be of service."

Then he flitted back to Bonnie. "Bonnie...Bonnie...Bonnie!"

She was too determined to destroy the kitsune completely, she didn't notice him. The body looked like it was going to combust from the heat particles colliding too fast.

On impulse, he grabbed her and enclosed her body with his own.

The explosion could have blasted any human's eardrums, while the heat seared his back, Smoking leather drifted to his nose, but all he did was hold onto Bonnie more tightly.

He chanced a look up and saw some scraps of what could only be decomposed skin drifting in the wind.

Well, it looked like this was the final goodbye. He wished he could rewind the time and kill her all over again. His bloodlust wasn't sated, by far.

When the heat finally died down, only then did he let go of Bonnie. She stood up abruptly and stared at him with an amazed expression.

Fidgeting awkwardly under her gaze, he looked behind him. The scene of destruction was evident, there were black scorch marks on the patio.

He turned back to the redhead. She was trembling. With fear?

Walking slowly forward, he said "Hey, don't worry she's gone. She won't hurt anyone ev-"

The next second was a blur of confusion for Damon. She grabbed his jacket and threw it off of him.

Startled, he overbalanced, and her face was inches away, and her eyes were unnaturally bright. Like she can see into my soul. He glanced down to her lips, and she leant forward.

The feel of her lips on his tingled his senses pleasantly, and he caressed her face with his hands.

Abruptly, he felt her pull back and he reluctantly let her go. Her eyes had a glazed expression.

"That...That wasn't supposed to happen..." She is soo cute when confused!

"But why did you grab me and throw my jacket off, with obvious lust might I add?"

"Damon! I threw your jacket off because it was on fire!"

"Don't be ridic-" Glancing down, he realised this was true. His jacket was very much a smouldering heap.

Oh.

Clearing his throat, he felt like such an idiot. Never before had a girl made him feel this way. He never felt embarrassed, never!

"Sorry..." He mumbled and it took all his pride to not run into the house. Like a child!

"Damon..." Her soft voice stopped him short. He warily looked back.

"What you did for Stefan in there, it should be something to be proud of."

"Proud? You think I should be proud of this whole thing?"

Bonnie shook her head. "No, only the ending. It's extremely hard to break a kitsune's spell over you. In fact, I've never heard of anyone who has. So yes, you should be proud - especially for destroying it too."

Damon grunted, he would never admit it, but he was filled with gratitude that she was trying to make him feel better, after the whole affair. "You did a good job too."

He was about to walk inside when her musical voice stopped him again.

"There's something else...When you grabbed me - to protect me - while I was in the spell trance, how did you overcome the pain?"

"What pain?"

"The pain anyone who's 'evil' - meaning your species - feels if they touch me while in witch mode? Stefan even blacked out for a couple of seconds, and he's the most friendliest vampire in the world!"

Her words stung him a little. Wasn't he friendly? He could be as friendly as Saint Stefan! If he felt like it...

"Yeah well, and the weakest...I don't know Bonnie, maybe your witchy juju isn't at it's best, after the spell you did on M - the kitsune earlier."

Bonnie nodded, but he knew she didn't buy it.

"Maybe...Well goodnight Damon. Tell Elena I'll be waiting in the car."

"She won't leave her beloved's side. You know that."

"Tell her I need her. Urgently."

Under Damon's questioning look she shrugged mischievously then turned round and walked into the darkness.

"Goodnight Bonnie." He whispered after her. There was definitely something there...a connection, an understanding between them.

He decided to follow that connection another time, right now he had other matters to deal with.

This day has just been full of surprises.

The beginning of something? Who knows...;)

Right, next chapter we're back to Damon/Stefan and what happens when he wakes up from his much needed sleep :D