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Note: Sorry for the delay; I heard some sad news yesterday about the passing of Glee's actor Cory (Finn) and I just needed a day to remember life is too short to not being out and about. So I went out and didn't even think about writing. I wasn't going to write this chapter until later, but I needed something to keep my mind busy and writing is part of what I love. This chapter doesn't reflect my feelings, so it's not depressing. That will come later. lol. Alright, enjoy and feel free to comment. And remember to enjoy life!

Chapter 6.

"Damon…" a voice grumbled as Damon felt himself slowly start to return to consciousness. Good, he wasn't dead, Bonnie hadn't killed him. He groaned and rolled over onto his side to see Stefan lying on his stomach, he was still.

"Hey, hey…" he said groggy as he moved over to his brother. "C'mon, we're alive…" he mumbled as he shook Stefan who grunted before twitching a little and then turning over.

"Damon…" a voice grumbled again. Damon rubbed his eyes as he tilted his head toward the voice. It coming from the couch, who was on the couch again? Right, Bonnie's dad. He thought as he held the side of his head, the memory coming back to him. "W—where's Bonnie?" he asked weakly. Damon glanced around, Bonnie wasn't anywhere in sight. Where would she had gone too? He wondered as Stefan managed to get himself together quickly and go over to Mr. Bennett.

"How do you feel?" Stefan asked as Damon got to his knees and crawled over to observe Mr. Bennett as well.

"Tired," he answered then looked down at his clothes. "Look at all this blood…" he said shaking his head. Damon looked at the shirt too, but he had pressing questions on his mind.

"What happened? You said you talked to Klaus, what did he do?" he asked.

"I don't know, he said to tell you guys now you have a reason and then he punched me, and then…" he trailed off and shrugged. "I just remember when I came too there was so much blood and I was outside the house. I called Bonnie several times, she was so scared" he said shaking his head. "First her mother, now me…" he said continuing to shake his head. "I don't know if I can do this to her, I—I don't know if I want to" he said as Damon clenched his jaw.

"So you rather give up on your daughter? You rather die than have her help you? Your ex-wife took the chance and she doesn't give a shit about Bonnie. Shelia died helping your daughter, it's about time you grow some" he said coldly as he stood up.

"Damon" Stefan scolded but Mr. Bennett shook his head.

"I rather die today than live a hundred years and be as sour as you" he snorted looking at Damon who again only shook his head. "Besides, do you think Bonnie wants me to be a vampire? She hates them" he added as Damon looked away. He knew Bonnie didn't particularly care his kind, but, they worked it out, they were together. They were doing okay. Okay, so maybe not now but once everything was fixed they're be alright, once everyone took the cure and was back to normal.

"Listen, Klaus was talking about a cure, to vampirism, Bonnie is somehow needed to help make it. We don't know the details, but if you become a vampire, it will only be a for a little while. Bonnie will make sure you're the first to get the cure" Stefan said gently as he sat next to Mr. Bennett on the couch.

"And what about her friend, Elena, and Caroline, and you two" he said nodding at Stefan and then Damon.

"Me and Stefan can wait" Damon said though he really had no intention of taking the cure. But that was something he wouldn't even try telling Bonnie until after this whole thing was resolved. "Do you know where she would've went? I would guess Elena's, but, they're having a bit of house trouble" he said as Stefan rolled his eyes.

"I would say Caroline's but I know she's working on her dorm" Mr. Bennett explained.

"Let's worry about that after you feed" Stefan said, his voice still gentle.

"I don't know if I can…" he said as Damon started circling the room.

"Okay, even if he did want to, we can't exactly do it here, we'd have to go to the next town over or something" he reminded them.

"Please, Mr. Bennett, it's only for a little while. I promise myself when this all over you'll be the first one cured" Stefan said kindly. Damon paused and looked at his brother. Wasn't his number one goal always doing something for Elena? Was he worried she might shove the cure down Katherine's throat, again. He shook his head, Stefan didn't know about Katherine, no one did; that was going to be another reality they'd have to face. Hopefully not anytime soon.

"Damon" he turned around to face Mr. Bennett. "I'll do it, but like Stefan said, only if I get the cure first" he said as Damon shrugged. It didn't matter to him who had the cure first but he couldn't help but be a little irritated about Mr. Bennett's lack of consideration.

"Alright, let's go drink" he said trying to sound cheerful as his mind wondered to Bonnie. As they walked through the house, Mr. Bennett complained about the blood, though Damon was too focused on listening, maybe Bonnie was hiding in her room. But once they got outside he saw no signs of Bonnie and her car was gone. She was just, gone. But where? Why hadn't she called him? As they got in the car he pulled out his phone, scrolling through until he found Bonnie's number but as soon as he called it went straight to voicemail. He shifted in his seat, he wouldn't get anxious, he did impulsive things when he was anxious. Bonnie was fine, she just needed a little time. She was totally alright. He thought as they drove.

When they got to the bar Damon Stefan handed Mr. Bennett his jacket to cover up the blood. Damon couldn't help but notice this was the same bar he went to after Bonnie left him. That felt like such a long time ago, but here he was, same bar, slightly similar situation. "You going to be okay?" Stefan asked quietly as he too must have realized this was the same place.

"Yeah, hey, can you call the others, see if Bonnie is with them?" he asked as Stefan nodded, pulled out his phone and went a isolated corner as Damon followed Mr. Bennett to one of the stools. "So, have you picked your dinner?" he asked as Mr. Bennett glared at him.

"You think you're above the rest of us, don't you? Because you can't die and your stronger. Well you're no better Mr. Salvatore and my daughter deserves so much better than you" he snorted as he turned away from Damon. Damon huffed but let the anger slip away. Of course Bonnie deserved better, but if she wanted him, she wanted him. He wasn't going to stop her, especially since he wanted her too. "That one." Damon quickly turned his attention back to Mr. Bennett who was nodding at some guy, some obnoxiously loud and drunk guy. He looked fairly average, beer belly, probably in his thirties. His eyes though, his eyes looked too aware, and something else. Just as he started to ask why he saw the guy scanning the room and his eyes fell on Damon and Mr. Bennett. Within seconds he was off, running toward the door, Mr. Bennett jumped up too, following and then Damon.

Being faster than the both of them he managed to pin the guy to the ground a little ways away from the bar, closer to the road, where it was a darker. "Get offa me you son of a bitch, go find someone else to hump!" the guy shouted as Mr. Bennett walked over.

"Nice to see you again Phil" he said nodding at the guy. Damon looked up at Mr. Bennett questionable, he knew this prick? "Phil here has been stealing from several bars across town, breaks in when they're closed. But every time I get close to catching this he slips right out of my fingers. It will be nice to have one less criminal walking around…" he said as he nodded at Damon. Of course he was going to have Damon rip the guy's neck open.

"The honor would be mine" he said sarcastically as he bit into the screaming guy's throat and then moved aside, Mr. Bennett not even hesitating to drink as he quieted down, eventually making no noise and slowly stopped squirming.