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Note: Sorry for the dely. I had a few personal things going on but it's all cleared up now. Also had to sit back and see where I wanted this story to go and where it was at. Thank you for your comments, they've been really helpful and I apologize to those who felt Bonnie was too pushy/bitchy in the last chapter. I'll try and have her explain it in the next chapter. Which should be a little more exciting than this one. Still, please enjoy, let me know how you're feeling it. Hope you all are enjoying the weather!

Chapter 11.

Great… Damon thought as he turned over on his back. He had somehow managed to fall asleep and now he was staring up at the ceiling, a dim light in the corner of the room gave an eerily sort of glow to everything around him. He looked to the spot next to him but Bonnie wasn't lying beside him. Even better… he said as he let out an obnoxious groan and stretched. He listened, waited, but there were no sounds of footsteps or any sarcastic replies. He looked around the room again, it was still empty and the ice cream was gone.

With a heavy sigh he heaved himself off the bed and slowly, loudly, made his way downstairs. The living room was empty, as was the kitchen, the little clock read six-thirty. He searched the rooms again, but saw no sign of Bonnie, still. He went upstairs to retrieve his phone, though as he turned it on, he wasn't sure when he turned it off. Four voicemails, his screen alerted him as he made a face.

"Damon, I forgot to mention, the human blood required should be fresh, which means those blood bags you have in your basement won't do any good" Klaus's voice said in a slightly humorous tone. Damon sucked in air and debated deleting the message but he knew Bonnie would probably want to hear it, just in case she didn't believe him that innocent people had to die. "Hey, just wondering how you guys made out. Did you find Klaus? I haven't heard from you yet, I'll try giving Bonnie a—" Damon deleted Stefan's voicemail as he let out a little chuckle, such a concerned little brother Stefan was.

"Hello Damon…" a slowly steady voice said as Damon turned his full attention on the message. "It's me. I know you're probably off having kinky witchy-vampire sex right now, but I just wanted to personally thank you. I'm doing much better, all thanks to you. Honestly though, did you think you could ever refuse me?" Even when the automatic voice said it was the end of the message Damon couldn't quite bring himself away from the phone. How the hell had he forgotten about Katherine? What the hell was she up to? The message had come about an hour ago, according to the automatic voice. He let himself calm down, maybe it was nothing, maybe she really was thanking him and would go off into hiding now that she knew Elena could play rough and Klaus was somewhere out there.

"Sorry I left so quickly" the next message started as Damon perked up, Bonnie's voice, he thought as he felt his mood lift a little. "Went into town to find a few things. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. I copied the list, it's on the refrigerator, we should split up, we can cover more ground that way" she said, the background noises indicting she was moving. "I'm sorry about earlier Damon, everything has just…gone so wrong lately. And…" she paused to let out a heavy sigh. "You don't have to take the cure, I shouldn't have been so pushy about it, I love you either way Damon," she said as Damon smiled a little, he knew she was had been smiling too when she said it. "Call your brother, he says your phone keeps going straight to voicemail. I'll be at Garther's Point around seven, meet me there." And with that the message ended. Damon hovered his finger over the delete button. He didn't want to keep it, for some reasons Bonnie being so exposed, everything about them being so exposed felt like it was putting her at danger. She was his weakness, if anyone hurt her…he let his thoughts trail off. No one was going to hurt her. He told himself as he moved into the kitchen, grabbing the note off the refrigerator and heading outside, his car waiting.

"Bonnie, why didn't you take the car?" he asked as he steered out, the phone balancing between his shoulder and ear.

"It's your car. I didn't want to take the chance of even smudging it" Bonnie replied from the other end. "Where are you? Did you leave? Have you called Stefan?" she asked. As Damon started to answer Bonnie continued. "I found the hair, and the candle, those were pretty easy though. We're gonna need a pretty special fire if we want to get these constant, we don't want to burn anything. Make you sure—"

"Bonnie, relax. No, I haven't called Stefan and I'm just leaving now. I know you're anxious about the cure, but I do have some news that may—or may not—deflate your excitement" he said as he turned onto a small path, he was pretty sure this was a shortcut, at least according to Google Maps.

"Don't tell me now, okay? Wait til you get here" Bonnie said before hanging up. Damon quickly dialed Stefan's number.

"I'm here, I'm fine, we'll be home soon, stop calling" he said as soon as Stefan said hello and then he ended the call. It was only seconds before his phone started ringing again, Damon smiled to himself a little, in a way he did really enjoy messing around with Stefan like this.

"I did talk to Bonnie you know, aren't you with her yet?" he asked.

"Nope, woke up to no one in bed with me and in a very uncomfortable situation" Damon said as Stefan sighed, Damon knew he was rolling his eyes.

"I can't believe there's really a way to make another cure…" Stefan said, his tone just below ecstatic.

"Yeah, it's fantastic, I'm very happy. Granted there are a lot of bad things that are involved in making this" Damon said as he heard Stefan shuffle around a bit.

"I know Bonnie's worried, but she's putting on a good face," Stefan replied.

"All in the good name of her father…" Damon snorted back as Stefan remained silent, the man must have been sitting right there. "Listen, I'll send you a message of the list Klaus gave me" Damon replied when he suddenly something caught his eye. It looked like a person, but, it also didn't. He slowed down as he thought he saw the figure again. This time he did. He blinked a few times as he stopped his car. Sheila Bennett was standing in front of him.