A/N: I really don't know what to say. I am extremely sorry for keeping everyone waiting for as long as I have. A lot has been going on since the last time I updated, a lot. And I apologize, and hope you all stick with this story. Thank you all so much for reading, reviewing, following, and favorites, it means more to me than you all will ever know. Xoxo

Tears escaped Bonnie's eyes as she held onto a weeping Caroline in the lobby of the Mystic Falls hospital. Almost a day went by, and the doctor's wouldn't let anyone see Elena, whom was still unconscious, except her aunt Jenna and Jeremy. She couldn't even imagine the pain they were feeling at the loss of their family members, and if anything happened to Elena, they didn't know what they would do.

Even though they prayed she would wake up….the pain she would feel at the loss of her parents would end her completely.

Bonnie looked around the waiting room at her friends who were each grieving in their own way. Caroline in her arms weeping, Vicki was letting the black polish coat her nails, Tyler had his eyes close with his earphones in his ears, blasting a rock tune that could be heard by everyone, and Damon's eyes were glued to one of the many magazines provided by the hospital. And with everyone trying to do something to take their mind off of it, a few stray tears would escape their eyes at times.

Bonnie tried reaching Matt and Stefan, but both of their phones were off. It wasn't like them, and she wouldn't lie and say that she wasn't worried.

As Jenna walked out of Elena's room in distress talking with one of the doctors, the sound of a growling stomach pulled Bonnie away from her attention on them. She didn't know if it were hers, Damon's or Caroline's. That's when the decision crossed her mind that they needed to eat. Even though it may be hard to consume anything at the time, they needed something.

As Bonnie made an attempt to move, Damon was quick to avert his attention towards her.

"I'm just getting snacks…." She gave him a light smile of assurance. She valued Damon's friendship and the fact that he was back, but sometimes she felt as she couldn't cross the street without him holding her hand. "And before you say it, no I don't need help."

She knew what everyone would want, so she didn't bother to ask, as she made her way down the hall to the vending machines.

Bonnie's eyes were glued to her cell phone as she turned the corner where the vending machines were, and didn't realize the figure walking towards her until they ran into each other.

Strong arms wrapped around her for balance so she wouldn't fall.

"Bons, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"Matt?" Bonnie acknowledged her tear-stained face blonde friend. She couldn't help but grab him into a hug, because she knew he was trying his best not to cry.

"What if she doesn't make it Bons? What if…"

"Don't talk like that okay, she will come through this. She will be fine." And maybe Bonnie was trying to make herself believe that. Because she didn't know what she would do without her best friend.

She held onto him for a little while longer, as they provided one another comfort.

"Where is everyone?" He asked, pulling away from her embrace.

"In the waiting room, I volunteered to be on snack duty." She gave him a light smile, and wiped her eyes from the tears. "Did Stefan come with you?"

"No, why?" He asked, helping her get things out of the machine. "I haven't seen Stefan since the night we all went out."

That was odd, Bonnie thought. "Damon said he was with you….with um…." She paused for a moment, "Everything that happened between you and Elena."

That is when Matt explained to Bonnie that he hadn't talked to anyone but his sister, Vicky, and that was only briefly. He only heard about Elena's accident on the news, because he turned his phone off.

Bonnie was about to question it more because it just didn't seem right, but someone with curly dark brown hair, walking past the double doors caught her attention. "Elena?" Her name left her lips in just a little over a whisper.

She felt the snacks in her hand fall to the floor and Matt call her name as she followed Elena through the corridors. No one was in this section of the hospital, and barely any lights. Bonnie then began to feel a wave of turmoil and regret wash over her body.

"Elena?!" she called again, but it seemed as if she kept getting further and further away until she couldn't see her anymore. Something wasn't right.

Bonnie's attention was then averted to her right through another set of doors, when she saw Elena sitting at a table. She quickly entered the room, which looked to be the hospital cafeteria.

"Elena?" she said, sitting down in front of her, as she continued to stare ahead. To Bonnie, something seemed strange about her. It wasn't just the fact that her hair was extremely curly, but her demeanor seemed different. Darker.

When Bonnie touched her hand, she immediately pulled back from the wave of depression and wrath that engulfed her.

Looking back at Elena, her eyes turned blood red and veins appeared around them. Her teeth elongated into fangs, and Bonnie didn't have time to react as Elena rushed at her and bit straight down into her carotid.

Bonnie's eyes shot open to a nurse checking her vitals. She glanced around and noticed that she was in a hospital bed, and that Damon was sitting beside her, holding her hand.

"What's going on?" She asked, trying to sit up.

"You fainted," The nurse informed her, "When was the last time you had something to eat?"

Bonnie answered her, letting the nurse know that she couldn't remember the last time she ate; that was what the snacks were for. After answering a few more questions, the nurse left and informed Bonnie that she would be back shortly.

"You had me worried there for a moment," Damon said, rubbing her hand.

"I'm okay… I just don't remember what happened." And she was being honest. One minute she was talking to Matt, then Elena was biting her, and the next thing she knew she was waking up in a hospital bed. But she was sure that the whole part with Elena was a dream, even though it felt real.

Before Damon could get a word out, Caroline burst through the door and grabbed Bonnie into a death grip hug.

"Bons, are you okay? Matt said you both were just talking and then you just passed out. The doctor said only one of us could stay, and of course Damon kicked us all out."

A small laugh escaped Bonnie's lips as Caroline finally took a breath and rolled her eyes at Damon.

"I'm okay..." she assured her friend, "How is Elena?"

Caroline's eyes narrowed a bit, "Nothing's changed….we are able to go in there now. But one at a time and Vicky's in there now." She said sitting down on the end of her bed.

Their attention became averted to Damon's phone as it went off. "It's Katherine." He said, knowing that his two friends were going to ask.

Bonnie didn't know why the mention of Katherine's name, made her think of the dream she just had of Elena. And before she could say anything, he stepped out to take the call.

"Who's Katherine?" Caroline asked.

"Damon's new…whatever… I don't know, I haven't met her." She said, as she stared through the door, watching Damon on the phone. Something just didn't feel right.

Before Caroline could say anything about the weird look Bonnie was giving Damon, Tyler walked in. "Now, Bennett, we can't have you falling out on us." He said, walking up and giving her a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm okay…just…."

"Dear Heavens." An older voice interrupted her, as her grandmother rushed through the door. "Bonnie…"

Shelia hugged her granddaughter, and held onto her close. Sheila Bennett was a strong woman and could handle anything…except seeing her family in distress; especially her only granddaughter in the hospital.

"Grams, I'm okay." She quickly assured her. Bonnie looked at her friends, and though her eyes held compassion for them being here, they could see that she needed a moment alone with her Grams.

When they left, Bonnie told Sheila everything that happened with seeing Elena, or someone that looked like Elena, the way her eyes formed and that she bit into her neck.

"And I know it sounds crazy, I know it was a dream, but Grams, her teeth…they reminded me of a vampire." Bonnie explained, thinking about all of the movies she would watch of vampires with their sharp teeth, drinking blood. Before her Grams looked away from her, Bonnie could have sworn she saw something in her eyes that told her that she may have not been so crazy.

"Grams….is there something you're not telling me?" She asked, her eyes hopeful yet a bit frightened for an answer.

The doctor walked in, interrupting their conversation. A melancholy look seemed branded on his facial expression.

Bonnie already knew what was coming next. The doctor would talk more about this stupid blood disorder, and she would continue thinking about it all night, probably making her feel sick and she just didn't feel like having her condition enter her mind, when other things were going on right now…more important things.

"Bonnie….Ms. Bennett," The doctor said, looking up from the paper work in his hands.

Shelia gave a soft smile, "Now, Xavier, you know by now to call me Sheila."

Xavier smiled, and Bonnie rolled her eyes at her Grams obvious flirting. Xavier was Sheila's primary care doctor, so every time she came into a visit, she would see him. She loved her Grams dearly and valued Xavier as a person and doctor, but flirting right in front of her was not helping anything.

After they finally finished their light flirting, Dr. Xavier looked at Bonnie with sad eyes, and somehow Bonnie knew…she knew what he was going to say before he even said it.

The only new news that she did receive was that she had no more than 6 months left. It wasn't just the fact that she found out she was going to die very soon that brought tears to her eyes, or the fact that her grandmother wasn't showing any type of emotion, it was the door slamming closed with Damon staring intently at her, with so much anger and hurt behind his eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" Was all he could get out.

Sheila and Dr. Xavier gave Bonnie and Damon some privacy, and since Bonnie was discharged, she decided that now would be the right time to put back on her clothes.

And yes, that meant she was avoiding her best friend's eyes.

"Bonnie Marie Bennett." His voice was as stern as her father's.

"Damon Giuseppe Salvatore." She mimicked, still not looking in his direction. She knew that he hated his middle name, because it belonged to his father, but she really didn't want to talk about what he just overheard right now.

"Bonnie…" His voice was low this time…soft…almost if it was a struggle to say her name.

Her jeans were half way up when her eyes connected to his, making her stop what she was doing and sit down on the bed.

"Please tell me what he said wasn't about you?" He said walking over and kneeling in front of her.

"Well it wasn't about Grams," She knew that she shouldn't have said it like that…as if she were irritated…. As if she didn't care what was happening.

Her attitude was making him irritated, "Bonnie…"

"What, Damon…I really don't want to talk about this."

The look in his eyes were making her eyes cloud up with tears. If it was one person who could send her on an emotional meltdown it was Damon. It was this look he gave….when he was sad…when he was trying to hold it together. It usually happened when his dad came down on him, but sometimes….sometimes it was saved for Bonnie Bennett, if things were going wrong with her. And the look he was giving her now, made her heart ache.

"What's going on with you Bonnie?" He needed to know.

Trying to hold herself together, Bonnie explained to him, without crying, that she had a rare blood disorder. "I hadn't been feeling well all summer and the doctor's ran some test…I just found out a couple days ago and I just found out today that I'm going too…." She couldn't finish it. Damon wouldn't let her.

"Why didn't tell me you weren't feeling well…why didn't you tell me a couple of days ago when you found out….were you even going to tell me?" The tears were clear in his eyes.

"I'm sorry…" she choked on a sob.

"You're really selfish you know that?" He was angry and she couldn't blame him. He then stood up and moved away from her, "You don't think do you Bonnie? You didn't think that I would need to know?! This isn't just about you, Bonnie!" He practically yelled.

"Damon…" She stood up, her jeans falling to her ankles, and her gown dropping below her knees. She didn't care that she probably looked ridiculous right now. "I was going to tell you, Damon!"

"What, when you were about to die?!" And that's when it hit him…both of them. Saying it made it seem real.

Even if it already was.

She reached out for him, but he moved a little further away. He didn't want her embrace. He didn't want her comfort when she was the one who needed it. But he couldn't hold her; he couldn't hold his best friend in his arms knowing that she was going to die. How twisted was he? He was pissed off and angry at her for keeping it from him.

The tears were slowing escaping her eyes, and not because she was going to die but because of the expression on Damon's face….because she had hurt him. How twisted was she?

They stood there in silence for a moment, only being able to communicate with their eyes.

Finally Bonnie broke the staring contest, and began pulling up her pants again, and for some reason she was having trouble and almost fell. Luckily Damon caught her.

She held on to his shoulders as he bent down, and helped her with her jeans. "You were always a klutz."

She tried to give away a soft smile, but the tears weren't easing up.

After he zipped her jeans and buttoned them up, he stepped back. Did she feel awkward having him practically dress her? No. She and Damon's friendship went beyond anything awkward.

"I'm pissed at you." His simply said.

"I know." She didn't expect anything less.

"I can't talk to you right now." His voice still holding the same tone.

"I know."

"I'm going to get a drink." He said, slamming the door after he left.

And "I know." Was all she could say.

It didn't hurt her that he walked away from her….this was how they were. And sometimes no one understood it, but it was Bonnie and Damon.

After putting on her shirt and shoes, she told her Grams that she would see her at home after she checked on Elena. Sheila wanted to have a long talk with her when she got home, and she felt it was going to explain the weird dreams she'd been having.

She was in Elena's room all of ten minutes, before Stefan walked through the door.

His eyes held pain and sadness seeing Elena laying their unconscious.

"H-how, how did this happen." He could barely get out. When Stefan found out about the accident he raced over. He was angry at himself because the one time he turned off his phone, all of this happened.

"The doctor's said she will wake up….we just hope it's soon." She assured him.

He walked towards Elena, and caressed her face gently. And for some reason a crazy thought came to Bonnie's head. And she wanted to slap herself for just thinking it, but the look on Stefan's face proved that she may be right.

"Stefan?"

He looked at her.

"Did Elena leave Matt for you?" Maybe it was a little blunt, but they were practically best friends, she could be that way with all of them.

"I love her Bonnie…" Was all he could say.

And she could tell that he did, but what she was more confused about was where he had been the last several hours. Matt said he wasn't with him.

Something didn't seem right, but Bonnie had far too much on her mind to question him about his whereabouts, and plus Stefan looked as if he were about to break down.

"I'll leave you alone with her…if you need anything, just give me a call." She gave him a reassuring smile, before she left and went home.

Bonnie made it home to a note from her Grams apologizing that she had to go and finish some work at the college, and that they would have their 'talk' tomorrow. Bonnie didn't mind or even think about questioning how late it was. She was mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted. She was about to sit on the couch, because making it upstairs wasn't going to happen.

A knock at the door, brought her from the comfort she was about to find on the couch, and grew slightly irritated at the disturbance.

It was obvious she was tired because she didn't even look through the peep hole on the door to see who was outside, she just opened.

A small smile formed on her lips from seeing Damon standing before her with a book and a bag of popcorn.

She may have been ready to pass out from exhaustion, but she was happy that he was here. No matter how mad they got at one another….no matter the situation and circumstance; they always came back to one another. This was Damon's apology and she wouldn't have it any other way.

It was Bonnie's turn to lay her head on Damon's lap, as he propped his feet up on her coffee table. Sheila would have a fit, but they would deal with it when the time came. He then put a blanket over them, and began reading.

Damon's voice was a bit shaky at first, because all he could think about was his best friend dying in 6 months, and it was killing him. Everything else that happened today seemed to be able to be pushed to the back of his mind….everything but this.

He held on to her hands, not wanting to let go, as he continued to read. And he did just that, until they both fell asleep; both praying that tomorrow would be better.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I know it was a bit of a filler chapter, but there is more to come. Like where was Stefan? How will Bonnie react to being a witch? When will Stefan and Damon turn into vampires? I know you all may think that Damon shouldn't be mad and that their friendship may seem a bit awkward, but that is how they are. And I know the characters may seem OOC, but right now, they don't have all of the supernatural going on in their lives, but when it starts coming in, you'll see more of their characters sprucing it up a bit. But again, I hope you enjoy it and review! =)

To the last few episodes of the vampire diaries, the Bamon hug made me extremely happy! I watched it several times and I love the youtube videos that people have made around them! I'm just hoping for more Bamon before the season is over. I'm trying my best not to give up lol.

And I do hate that Jeremy died…maybe they'll bring him back…he was growing on me =(

Until next time. xoxo