A/N: So the update is later than I intended it to be but I was literally not home at all this weekend and I've been having an extremely hard time staying motivated because of the foolishness that I'm being exposed to call spoilers. Like WTF? I can't even right now. Anyways, someone asked why Damon gave her wolf's bane and vervain instead of actual flowers and honestly, I don't know why, I just thought Damon wouldn't dare to give Bonnie flowers especially after she kicked him out of the car no matter how grateful he was. So this chapter was really long but I tried to make it shorter and still have it make sense, so i'm hoping it did.

Disclaimer: I do not own TVD or the characters because if I did, things would make sense. They belong to the CW and LJ Smith.

Damon stared at Bonnie as she closed her front door and headed down her driveway towards her car. Bonnie was wearing low riding jeans and a simple blue shirt. Cute top, Damon smirked to himself. Damon had it all figured out. He was going to take Bonnie up on her offer; she was going to be his boot camp director. Damon watched as Bonnie fumbled with her keys and getting her car to start.

"Crap!" Bonnie shouted as she hit the dashboard of her car, "Why won't you start?"

"Speaking to inanimate objects is never a good sign, witch."

"Damon," Bonnie sighed.

"How's my favorite witch doing?"

"Your favorite witch?" Bonnie scoffed, "Damon, don't become fixated on me now that you no longer have Elena to pin over."

"Don't flatter yourself witch," Damon spat, "I'm starting to think it was a bad idea to not attack you for that stunt you pulled last night."

"But Damon I thought we were friends, you did tell me thanks and brought me flowers," Bonnie smiled.

Damon stared at the little witch. She always has something to say where he is concerned. It was like she was programmed to always have the last say, no matter the situation.

"Bonnie," Damon paused and ran his fingers through his hair, "I need your help."

"What's new? When do you not need my help Damon?"

"Wow, you somehow managed to sound cockier than me and I'm very cocky," Damon replied, wiggling his eye brows.

"Damon…"

"I need to leave town for a while."

"And you need my help because?"

"You offered to be my boot camp director, yes?"

"I was frustrated and in the moment," she shrugged, "you know people say things they don't mean."

"Bonnie, please, you are the only one who can help."

Damon watched as Bonnie stared up at him. He could see the wheels turning in her head. He doesn't deserve her help; he had never done anything to deserve the kindness that Bonnie continues to show him. However, Bonnie's kindness was different from Elena's. Bonnie was stern, no nonsense, she scowled in disapproval at almost everything he has ever done. Bonnie never said she forgave him for turning her mother and he didn't know why, but it bothered him a lot.

"Fine, but I'm not doing this for you, Damon,"

"Doing it for Elena?" He smirked.

"Fuck off," she said as she tried to start her car once again.

"I'm joking! Don't be so touchy."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I need you to do a spell to keep me from being located; I'll be gone for at least a week."

"Where are you going?"

"L.A." he smirked, "I'm finding something non-Elena related to occupy my time."

"What will you be doing in L.A.?"

"Bonnie, is that concern you're showing?"

Damon saw Bonnie rolled her eyes. She had gorgeous green eyes. Damon stepped away from the car door as Bonnie opened it. She stepped out and leaned against the door.

"Didn't you know Damon? I'm madly in love with you," she replied sarcastically.

"I know," he smirked, "But there's no need to worry, because you have my scout's honor that I will not do any harm to anyone."

"Ok, cloaking spell, is that it?"

"For now, I might have a list of demands later."

"Buy some class Damon."

Damon watched as Bonnie re-entered her car and oddly enough the car started this time. She stalled her car and rolled down her windows.

"Will anyone else be aware of your trip to the land of dreams?" she inquired.

"No, it's our little secret; I know how much you love secrets."

"Goodbye, Damon."

Two Weeks Later

Bonnie pulled her car into the parking spot beside a beat up truck which reminded her of Matt's truck. She closed the door behind her and walked in the direction of her school. Few more weeks and I will be done with high school, then what? She thought to herself. Bonnie wanted to get as far away from Mystic Falls as possible but could not stand the thought of leaving Elena and Caroline behind. They have forever together though, Bonnie sighed as she closed her locker.

"Bonnie!" Caroline shouted at her friend while she held her in an embrace. "I missed you!"

"You saw me yesterday Caro," Bonnie said into her friend's shoulder.

"I did?" Caroline smiled.

"Caroline, is there something you would like to tell me?"

"Oh Bon, You are so skeptical! I just missed my friend."

"Is it because we essentially have nothing to worry about, since Klaus isn't a threat anymore?"

"Nah, I just love my Bonnie and missed her," she paused, "Elena!"

Bonnie watched as her two friends embraced each other. Caroline was being extremely bubbly today without reason and Bonnie knew something was up. She didn't know what as yet but she knew she wasn't going to like it.

"Why do you look so sad?" Caroline asked Elena.

"I'm not sad," she replied.

"Lena, you can't fool us, we are your friends, we know you," Bonnie said simply.

"It's Damon," Caroline rolled her eyes dramatically, "He's been gone for two weeks now and we are a little worried."

"I'm sure Damon is just being over dramatic, he's probably off fucking girls and draining them, no one's missing in Mystic Falls so be grateful."

Bonnie exchanged glances between both her friends. Bonnie knew where Damon was, but she was torn, should she tell them?

"I agree with Caro, no one is hurt so we are safe," Bonnie said to her brunette friend.

"It's just that, I worry," Elena sighed, "I care about Damon and I worry about what my decision made him do."

"If you like, I could do a locator spell?"

"Bon, I can't ask you to do that."

"It's no problem," Bonnie replied with a smile, "The bell's about to ring let's get to class."

The three best friends walked away from their lockers and headed to their first class of the day.

Damon closed the door to his mansion. It was nice being back at the old Salvatore boarding house after his mini-vacation in L.A. He headed to his alcohol stash and saw that Stefan had drunk all of his Bourbon, the little fucker. He took the book Bonnie had given him and placed it on the bookshelf. It was good read, not that he would admit it to Bonnie. I'd sooner take a stake to the heart.

Damon smiled to himself; Bonnie was helpful these past two weeks. She had answered his calls from L.A. and that had been a huge help overall. Of course she hadn't wanted to answer his calls or to speak with him at all, but it had helped to have collateral. Damon had seen Lucy Bennett when he was in L.A. and for some reason she was extremely curious about her little cousin. Damon recalled seeing the beautiful witch when he entered a small store on the boulevard.

"Now, correct me if I'm wrong but we have met, right?' Damon said to the young woman in the store.

"Damon Salvatore, I'm surprised to see you here, is Elena behind you?" Lucy asked. She saw Damon's jaw clench, "Oh my! Did I hit a nerve?"

"Let's just say I'm not quite a fan of Ms. Gilbert at the moment."

"I see, have you finally accepted that it's Stefan?"

"Why are you here?"

"No special reason, I just like big cities, how's Bonnie?"

"Witchy, bitchy, judgey, nothing new."

"She helped you, I can't sense you, and so I know you are cloaked."

"I guess she is of purpose after all."

"Mhm, how is she doing magic wise?"

"Well, since Klaus has called a truce, she hasn't needed to use her magic much except she's still trying to find a cure for vampirism."

"Ah, my cousin the savior, she has such a penchant for good."

"It's kind of annoying," Lucy laughed at Damon's joke, "You can speak to her if you like, since she won't answer my calls, maybe she'll answer yours."

"Why so attached to my cousin?"

"She completes me," Lucy rolled her eyes and Damon smirked at her.

"I see, well come on then, my apartment is a few blocks away."

They had left the store and after a few rings Bonnie had picked up. She and Lucy had chatted away on Sykpe for hours and Damon was amused. Bonnie kept asking about spells and witch stuff, and Damon enjoyed it because Bonnie had seemed so animated and happy. He had never seen her that happy except for a few brief moments.

After that Skype session Bonnie had begun to answer his calls. They had spoken every night about what he had done each day. At first, it was a way to let Bonnie know that he was keeping his promise and not attacking innocent people, but eventually he did it just because he wanted to. Bonnie never seemed to mind and would make snarky comments about who he drank from or had sex with. It took him a while to realize but sometime within these two weeks Bonnie had become his friend. Fuck.

But boys will be boys, oh, yes they will, they don't wanna define it.