A/N: I'm going to admit, some of you guys were mad at Damon last chapter and I find it really funny. Haha. I will be playing with your feelings for Damon in what he's doing for the next chapters. In other news, I love writing Caroline, I tried to portray as the way I see her this chapter so I hope I did. Thanks for all the reviews, follows and favs. YOU ARE ALL AMAZING!

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they are the property of LJ Smith and the CW.

Damon sat on the bed and patiently waited for Bonnie to enter the room. He was prepared for the full wrath of her emotions and he knew without a doubt that she was entirely pissed. He contemplated telling her the truth but decided against it. The timing wasn't perfect, not yet. He heard the door open and saw Bonnie standing in the doorway.

"Took you long enough, I was waiting here for hours, did you do a total witchy trick on me? I couldn't sense you at all."

Damon waited patiently for Bonnie to reply, but she didn't. She just stood there staring at him. Her eyes bore into his soul and he really thought about telling her the truth.

"What's going on Damon?" Bonnie asked quietly.

"Nothing."

"Stop lying to me Damon," she said, "please."

"Bonnie, there is nothing going on."

"Where were you last night?" she paused and shut the door, "how do you know Deonna? Who is the witch?"

"Calm down," he sighed.

"I am calm," she answered her voice slowly raising an octave.

"Bonnie," he said as he took a step towards her.

"No!" she shouted placing her hand in front of her, "stop right now, and answer my question before I become angry."

Damon stopped; he looked around the room and then stared at the witch. She didn't look visibly upset but her blood was boiling, literally.

"I really can't tell you the reason, not right now."

"Well, if that is the case, then you can go sleep wherever the hell you slept last night."

"Bonnie-"

"I don't want to hear it, when you're ready to tell me the truth you can come back, until then, there's the door," she pointed at the door.

Damon went over to the drawers and picked out a pair of boxers, he went for a shirt and pants. He then went to the door and paused; he looked into her eyes and saw the hurt there. He knew there was no way he was going to convince her to let it go, but he still tried.

"Bonnie," he whispered, "It really is nothing serious or important."

"Yet, you can't tell me?" she asked in disbelief, "Leave."

Damon left. He heard the glass crash against the door and Bonnie's screams. He can't tell her, not yet.

Bonnie was furious! She tried to pick up the glass and ended up cutting her hand. What wasn't Damon telling me? It hurt like a bitch to see him walking in laughing with this other witch. However, that wasn't the thing that hurt her the most, it was the fact that he wasn't talking to her. Everything was a secret and it was making her angry.

She cleaned up the broken glasses and went to the bathroom. She turned on the water to run a hot bath. It was the only thing that would help her calm down. Bonnie really didn't have the time to deal with Damon and his secrets. She put the bubble bath in the tub and stripped her clothes. She sunk into the bubbles and let the warm water engulf her.

What was Damon keeping from her? Deonna was exceptionally nice to her and was looking forward to working with her this upcoming fall. Was Deonna only nice because she knew who Bonnie was and what was going on? Bonnie shook her head, no; Deonna's face when she told her that it was Damon indicated she had no idea that they were friends. Maybe Deonna will tell me if I ask her? The hotel phone rang and Bonnie answered.

"Hello Bonnie Bennett, how may I help you?"

"Gosh, Bonnie, you are sounding so pish posh and polite," Caroline laughed.

"Hey Care! What's up?"

"I miss you," Caroline replied.

"I miss you too," Bonnie paused, "What's been going on?"

"Well, Tyler has been flirting with everything that has a vagina ever since we got here, he tries to blame it on being a hybrid but I know that isn't the case! He's just a horny bastard!" Caroline paused, "Then Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore are just peachy and perfect, making me feel like I have the worse relationship ever."

Bonnie listened as her friend gave her a play by play of their week thus far. Stefan and Elena were doing great except Elena kept telling Stefan to check up on Damon. Caroline found it extremely odd that she kept mentioning Damon. Tyler drank from some co-ed and now they were on a break but no one else knows about it only Bonnie. Caroline told her that she still loves Tyler but sometimes she feels like breaking up with him because his need to be a dick and hump everything was getting on her nerves.

"I thought werewolves were supposed to be loyal?" Caroline shouted, "Aren't they like dogs?"

"Caroline!" Bonnie laughed.

"So, what are you up to Bon? Should I be celebrating a Damon funeral?"

Bonnie stalled, she was pondering telling Caroline everything that had happened so far. Caroline was open and honest, there was no doubt in her mind that she would keep her secret if she asked her to.

"I'm taking a bath, bubbles galore," she smiled.

"Oh, Damon got you upset."

"Yes, but before you go all psycho vampire, I'll let you know that Damon and I kissed."

"Oh?"

"Multiple number of times."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Caroline squealed, "Bonnie, do not tell me you are playing the world's worst prank on me!"

"No I'm serious; Damon and I have been getting close."

"OMG! OMG! I knew this was going to happen! I knew it!"

"Care?"

"Excuse me while I have a moment of being completely awesome!"

Bonnie listened as her friend went on and on about how she knew these things and was always right. Caroline told Elena that she had a thing for the older Salvatore but Elena didn't want to admit it. Now Bonnie was obviously smitten with said Salvatore and she had been right about that as well.

"Details please, don't leave out anything, I know Damon's a good kisser and very skilled, oops I'm touching creepy territory now huh?"

Bonnie wouldn't admit it but it bothered her a little bit that both Elena and Caroline had kissed Damon before her.

"Yes, just a little."

"Ok, so what did he do to have you trying to get rid of your stress?

Bonnie told Caroline the story of her and Damon's love affair over these past few days, starting from the beginning and ending with what happened about an hour ago.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" Caroline shouted, "Firstly, I'm really mad that you called REBEKAH and told her about your first kiss with Damon before you told me, secondly, you and Damon are so hot together and with that being said, WHAT THE FUCK Damon?"

"He's keeping something from me Caroline, and I don't know what it is."

"Maybe he's being cautious and can you blame him? His last couple of love interests hasn't exactly been favorable."

"That's not it Care," she paused twiddling the cord, a moment passed, "I really like him, I do."

"Aw, I know you do Bon, a guy is entitled to a secret or two, if he says it's no big deal, then it's no big deal, ok?"

Bonnie sighed.

"Listen, I'm not saying to forgive him, I'm just saying, give him a little time you know? He was in love with our best friend for almost two years."

"I guess I understand."

"We both know Damon isn't the savior of the year, but even I have to admit that he is trying to change and he has."

"Thanks Care, I needed this talk."

"No problem Hun, I'm always here if you need to talk."

"I know you are."

"Well, go get some sleep and," she paused for dramatic effect, "can't believe I, Caroline Forbes, am about to say this, but cut Damon some slack."

Bonnie laughed, "I love you, goodnight."

Bonnie hung up the phone and got out of the tub. She wrapped herself with the towel and thought about what Caroline had said. Caroline was right everyone was entitled to a secret or two and this must have been new for Damon, he had until a few months ago been obsessed with Elena. Bonnie wasn't too pleased, but she understood. She changed into her PJs and called Damon. As expected, there was no answer, she left a quick message.

"Hey I was just calling to let you know that I'm sorry for getting upset earlier. I'm not a big fan of secrets but if you have things that you need to take care of before we can move forward, I respect that. Please come back to the hotel."

She ended the call and went to the bed. She jumped in and buried her head into the pillows. Her intention had been to stay up until Damon came but she had fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillows. Damon didn't come back to the room.

Damon ignored Bonnie's phone call as he walked into the store with Nyla. He had gotten her message last night but he was busy. He really wanted to tell Bonnie what was going on and after the lecture from both Deonna and Nyla he knew he had to. However, he decided, that would be done after he was finished getting this thing done. Nyla stopped suddenly which caused Damon to falter.

"Hey, watch the sudden movement," Damon growled.

"Shut up, Damon."

"You are in a bitter mood."

"Well, you have been spending the pass two nights at my loft, which is really inconvenient for me."

"Hey, you offered to help."

"Whatever."

The sun was not shining today and if Damon had to guess it mirrored the emotions of almost everyone he knew. This was not a pleasant Thursday afternoon. He had thought about leaving Bonnie a message because he knew that the longer he took ignoring her calls, the angrier and less forgiving she would get. He took out his phone and sent her a quick text.

Damon: Hey, sorry I didn't come back to the room last night, business. I'll be there later tonight and we can talk. If it makes you feel better, you can order whatever you like and max out my credit card ;)

Bonnie didn't reply. Damon continued walking with Nyla and they spoke about the issue at hand.

"I'm getting you in and that's it," Nyla said.

"Of course."

"I'm serious Damon, no more favors."

"Nyla, no more favors."

Nyla stood in front of the building and started chanting. It was about three in the afternoon and Damon wondered what Bonnie had done today. He checked his phone, still no reply. Nyla pointed at the door to let him know that the deed was done and the debt was paid. Damon nodded and waved his goodbyes. Damon had met Nyla a couple years back and he had helped her out of a sticky situation.

Damon entered the building and searched for the object. He needed it; it was imperative that he find it. Damon walked up the rusty stairs and memories started to return of the last time he was in this building. He looked up and saw the item glowing under the broken door. Ah ha! I've found you my precious. Damon picked up the item and smiled.

Damon left the old house and decided to get food as a peace offering before he went to visit Bonnie. He went into an old Mexican restaurant and joined the line. He was excited; he got what he had been looking for since he came to New York. Someone entered the shop and Damon froze. He turned around and sure enough it was her, Katherine.

"Damon?" Katherine asked with disbelief.

"Katherine," Damon said with an edge to his voice.

"Why are you in New York?" she paused, "Where's the less fun version of myself?"

"Getting it on with Stefan."

"For now,"

"Still in love with my brother?"

"Jealous that I'm not in love with you?" she paused, "oh, wait that's right you're in love with Elena."

Damon glared at Katherine, "what do you want?"

"I'm just here to grab a bite to eat, I must say, I'm quite fond of NYC."

Damon continued to place the order for Bonnie. Katherine wasn't a threat anymore, he really didn't care.

"Well, you just ordered for two, may I ask who the other person is?" she paused and sniffed the air.

"It's a witch, she smells familiar," she moved to Damon's side, "Two witches, one smells like Nyla, her scent is prominent, the other," she sniffed again, "Bonnie."

Damon stiffened at the mention of her name.

"You're here with Bonnie Bennett."

"Where's the rest of the Scooby doo gang?"

"Duke."

"What? Wait, you and Bonnie came to New York, by yourselves, together?"

"Kat, if you must know, Bonnie and I have become friends."

"No fucking way," she chuckled, "The Bennett witch forgave you for all the bullshit you did to her? Alas, she is a better woman than I."

"You could learn something from her," Damon walked to collect his order.

"Hey, I like Bonnie, she's pretty cool but I'm sensing there's more to you and the witch's relationship."

"She helped me when I needed it."

"I see," she nodded, "Well, give Stefan my best and tell Elena I hope someone stakes her vampire ass, bye Damon."

Damon left Katherine in the store. It was weird running into Katherine and not having to worry about her killing innocent people because she couldn't get her way. She didn't find Klaus to be a threat anymore, so she came and went as she pleased. Damon walked along the block and spotted the hotel. He was going to have to some major ass kissing to get Bonnie to forgive him. He entered the hotel and waved to the receptionist. He went into the elevator and pressed the number which corresponded to the floor. With any luck, Bonnie would be in a slightly better mood than last night.

Bonnie had slept the entire day away, literally. She got up a few times and phoned Damon, as usual he didn't answer, but she left a message. As soon as she hung up the phone, she would fall back to sleep. She wasn't awake for more than an hour when Damon entered the room, food in hand.

"Peace offering?" Damon asked, extending his hand, "I do owe you an explanation, if you like I can reheat this food and you can eat it while we talk."

"Sure."

Bonnie watched as Damon heated the food up and gave it to her.

"On a scale from one to ten how mad are you?" Damon asked.

"At first, I was a solid twenty, but then I spoke to someone and they helped me to understand where you are coming from."

"Well, I met Deonna a couple years ago, when she was still human, her friend, Nyla, was a witch and I needed her help with something Katherine related."

"I see."

"Yeah, I ended up saving Nyla and Deonna's life when they got attacked by their drug dealers and Nyla asked me to turn Deonna," he watched as Bonnie ate the meal, "it took a lot of convincing but Deonna said yes."

"Ok, so why were you with her recently?"

"Nyla told me that she'd owe me one if I turned Dee and it was time she paid up," he paused, "I actually had no idea that Lucy knew Deonna but that was after she turned."

"So what did you need her help to do?"

"It's not important, something was missing and I needed to find it."

"Why couldn't I have tagged along?"

"I only needed one witch,"

"I see,"

"Hey," he said touching her hand, "I didn't sleep with them or anything."

"That's not it Damon," she paused, "you tell me I can't go with you and then you didn't call or text or ANYTHING to let me know you weren't coming back, it's like my feelings didn't matter."

Damon stared into her eyes and he saw the hurt there, "I'm sorry Bonnie, I wasn't thinking and you have to believe that I never meant to hurt you. I'm trying my best here, and I really like you, a lot." Damon took her hands in his and gave her a kiss on her knuckles, "Bonnie Bennett, will you be my girlfriend?"

"What year is this 1950?" Bonnie laughed, "Yes, I will be your girlfriend and you will be my boyfriend Damon Salvatore."

"I'll try to keep all the super-hot girls who want some of this goodness away," he said teasingly.

Bonnie pushed his shoulder. For the rest of the day they spent time talking about their likes and dislikes. Damon took Bonnie to the ballet, which Bonnie found to be amazing. Damon held Bonnie's hand when they walked and he would shoot daggers and anyone who gave Bonnie a little too friendly look. They resumed their night when they got back to the room by reading a book and comparing the different literary devices. Bonnie fell asleep cuddled up to Damon.

Oh, no I do not hook up, up I go slow. So if you want me I don't come cheap, keep your hand in my hand and your heart on your sleeve