I Knew Her Voice Before She Spoke

A/N: Wow…I suck. I know that I was supposed to update/finish this months ago but honestly, I had no time or desire even think about fanfiction... Real life got too complicated and busy and not to mention my personal romance which served as my inspiration for the lovey dovey parts of this story went up in flames… So, as I get back on feet after having my heart ripped out of my chest, thrown to the ground, and then handed back to me I'm going to attempt to get back to this story Okay…hope you enjoy this chapter! Forgive me in advance, my writing is a bit rusty…

Blurring past tree after tree, Stefan ran through the forest as far away as he possibly could from his brother and Bonnie. Although he didn't know why Bonnie had Damon's scent on her, he felt betrayed. He'd already shared so many things with Damon in the past and as a result of sharing them, he usually ended up losing them. Stefan had no intentions of sharing another woman with his brother, especially Bonnie. Damon didn't give her a lick of attention before she moved to Tybee Island and was with Stefan and now all of a sudden he's kissing on her neck?! Stefan stopped dead in his tracks and drove his fist into the trunk of a tree, splintering the wood and his skin. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

It always started like this; Stefan would get something great, Damon would see it and then want it and do whatever it took to get it even if that meant destroying it for the both of them. Elena would be a prime example. Even though Stefan was happy that he and Elena broke things off he was still bitter toward the fact that his brother only wanted Elena because he did and then eventually fell in love with her.

Suddenly, a sweet delicious scent snatched Stefan from his angry thoughts and a different type of monster came to surface. It was blood. O positive to be exact. Stefan turned his head over his shoulder and there stood Klaus, smiling that wicked crooked grin of his.

"Stefan my friend, long time no see."

Trying to ignore the blood, Stefan squared his shoulders and turned all the way to face Klaus.

"There's a reason for that Klaus… I don't like you." He shrugged.

Klaus feigned hurt and clutched at his heart, "Oh Stefan, why the hard feelings? Aren't you happy that I brought back the old you. The old you that you spent so much time fighting? The real you."

"That's not who I am Klaus. I'm not like that anymore." Stefan growled, still trying to keep his composure and keep his mind off of the lingering scent of blood. Surely Klaus had to smell it as well...

"Well, that's a shame. All my hard work gone to waste. You've completely gotten rid of the ripper within…" he smirked sardonically, "Or have you?"

Klaus turned to his right and stretched his arm out. Leaves rustled, twigs snapped as a tall chocolate skinned woman appeared, clearly compelled and the scent of blood whirled in the air as the wind blew.

Stefan automatically tensed "Klaus…" he warned.

"Oh come on Stefan! Don't act like this isn't what you want. Admit it, you like the feeling of your teeth ripping through an innocent person's skin, the taste of their warm blood flowing down your throat, and most importantly, you enjoy their futile attempts to get away. Admit it you like being a ripper!" Klaus growled before licking the blood trickling from the bite mark on the girl's neck.

"Stop fighting who you are mate, it'll only make accepting yourself harder when you finally realize who you are."

"Stop it!" Stefan growled, canines descending.

"Embrace it!" Klaus shouted back before tearing into the girl's neck and pushing her towards Stefan.

Her brown eyes, filled with fear, looked up at Stefan.

"Bring back the Ripper Stefan…now." Klaus said, his eyes dilating as he compelled Stefan to do so.

Klaus blue eyes were the last thing he saw before he threw his neck back and tore into the young girl's neck.

As Stefan roughly drank the girl's blood, Klaus licked the corner of his mouth and slowly walked away, "That was easier than I thought it'd be." He muttered, looking over at Stefan as he continued drinking form the poor girl.

xXx

(2 minutes later, about 1 mile away from Stefan)

"I thought you said you knew where he was Damon! He's nowhere around here!" Bonnie complained as she struggled not to break her ankle by stepping in the mini ditches scattered across the forest floor.

"Listen Judgey, if you had just kept your hands to yourself, then we wouldn't be in this situation!" Damon shouted back over his shoulder.

"Slow down! You know I'm short and have short legs…"

Just as Damon was about to say something smart to her, he caught the scent of blood and then heard the infamous sound of Stefan's muffled growling and moaning. He snatched Bonnie up and flipped her over his shoulder and sped off toward the sound.

"Damon what are you doing?"

"I found Stefan, but…I think we're too late." He said in a low grave voice as he came to a stop and looked at the sight before him.

"Bonnie close your eyes." he muttered, before putting her down and slowly approaching his brother.

"Damon…what's going on?" Bonnie asked, back turned to the Salvatores.

"Don't turn around!" he commanded, "Stefan…what are you doing?" he whispered.

Stefan's dark, blood-crazed eyes met Damon's blue ones, "I'm not fighting it anymore." He growled and went back to drinking form the girl's neck. Her once chocolate skin was sickly looking, her lips were blue, and her lifeless brown eyes looked up at the dark night sky. Stefan had completely drained her of all of her blood…damn near chewed her neck to the bone.

"Brother, let go of her. There's no more." Damon whispered.

"There's always more!" Stefan barked still working on the girl's neck.

"Stefan let go!" Damon shouted.

A disgusting series of sounds of ligaments tearing and bones shattering followed and the once beautiful girl's head rolled across the ground.

"Damon what's happening? Stefan!" Bonnie shouted still facing away from the horrid scene.

Damon looked at Stefan's face for any sign of remorse for what he'd just done but he saw nothing; this Ripper was even worse than the one back in the day. That Ripper at least felt some regret, this one felt nothing.

"Stefan!" Bonnie cried and finally stumbled towards the brothers.

Damon, quick as lightening, grabbed the body and detached head and whirred into the darkness so Bonnie wouldn't see the horrible sight.

She scurried over to Stefan who looked terrible; his hair was in a series of different arrays, his mouth was covered in blood, and his eyes…they looked wild and soulless.

"Stefan, baby?" she whispered, placing her hands on either side of his face.

He looked at her with heavy, wild eyes from her eyes to her neck and back to her eyes. His eyes were hungry and lacked any humanity.

Before Bonnie could realize what he was about to do, he bit into her neck angrily. Bonnie let out a high pitched scream because this wasn't one of those love bites she shared with Stefan but an actual hungry bite.

Damon appeared from the darkness and quickly grabbed Stefan by the arm catching his attention.

"Stefan! Control yourself! Look at what you're doing…" he urged, gesturing towards Bonnie who was clutching her neck.

The dark, hungry look lingered in Stefan's eyes before they softened and his canines retracted.

"Bonnie…" he whispered.

She looked up at him and grazed her hand across his cheek, "It's okay. You're gonna be okay Stefan."

He could hear the sound of her heart clambering against her chest and his stomach dropped; he made Bonnie afraid of him, made her fear for her life. Although his switch was flipped, somehow, Stefan managed to feel something in his gut. He put as much distance between Bonnie's wounded neck and held his breath.

Damon came to a realization after taking in Stefan's reaction to seeing that he'd just bitten Bonnie; she was the only thing that could bring Stefan out of his bloodcrazed stupor…

Damon disappeared into the woods again for a few seconds and then made his way back to his brother and Bonnie, the smell of burning flesh filling the air.

"Let's get out of here."

xXx

"He's gone Caroline! Again, just like that he's gone!" Damon pouted as he paced the floor of his bedroom. "He was supposed to come back here, help get Alarick back to normal, brood a little bit, and then leave. Going back to Ripper Stefan mode was not supposed to happen!"

The blonde who was lying on her back with a Cosmopolitan magazine hovering above her face flipped the page and replied, "Damon, chill out okay. We got Stefan to flip his switch back on before, it shouldn't be that hard to do it again. Especially when the person that he cares the most about is a witch who can probably do some spell to flip that switch."

Tossing back his glass of bourbon, Damon ran a hand through his already tousled hair, "Why do you have to be so optimistic Blondie?"

"Somebody has to." She replied and hopped down from the bed, "Look Damon, Stefan is strong and he's gonna be fine. Let Bonnie take care of it, you just need to be helpful…helpful Damon."

He dismissively waved a hand at the blonde and headed for the stairs.

"I'm going to Matt's to help him fill out college applications, tell Bonnie I'll be back in an hour." Caroline yelled before she shut the front door behind her.
After pouring himself another glass of whiskey, Damon headed down the stairs to the cellar in the basement.

Bonnie was sitting outside of the gate with her back pressed up against the metal poles while Stefan was on the other side. Damon rolled his eyes at their dramatics.

"So how's our bad boy doing?"

Stefan didn't reply but Bonnie stood to her feet. She held out an empty vervain dart in front of her and met Damon's blue eyes.

"He was brooding too much…had to put him out for a while to relax." She replied and dropped the empty dart into Damon's hand.

His eyes bounced between the object and his brother who looked dead asleep.

"Well shit Bonnie, how much did you give him?!"

"Not much, he's asleep now… hypnosis."

Damon nodded and then looked at the little witch. She looked exhausted; as soon as they had gotten back to the house the night before and locked Stefan up in the cellar, she sat in the same spot Damon found her in moments ago. It'd been at least twelve hours since she'd eaten and probably slept.

"Judgey, go take care of you okay? I'll watch Stefan for the next couple of hours."

Bonnie's green eyes went back to Stefan's sleeping form and then sighed, "Okay, I'll be back down in three hours." She said and then headed for Stefan's bedroom.

xXx

Cool breath tickled the back of Bonnie's neck soon followed by the familiar curves of muscular arms tightened around her waist. When a pair of soft lips trailed kisses down her neck she turned her head and met Stefan's hazel eyes.

She jerked back a little, caught off guard.

"Stefan what are you doing up here?"

Stefan's eyes were dark and when he spoke his voice dripped with seductiveness.

"I missed you." He murmured into the back of her ear.

Bonnie rolled on her back and Stefan immediately hovered above her.

"Stefan… you shouldn't be up here. Where's Damon." Bonnie whispered half distracted, taking in Stefan's shirtless form. Her eyes traveled down from his I'm-a-man –jawline to his delicious abs, and that V of his crotch bones…oh the V.

"You're biting you lip… I know what that means." He whispered darkly.

"And what is that?" she murmured tracing invisible lines on his abs with her index finger.

"You want me." He growled, pressing his erection into her belly.

That was it, she had the last straw. Bonnie couldn't control it anymore; she wrapped her arms around his neck and smashed her lips to his.

Stefan devoured her mouth and gripped her waist tighter, pulling her into him. Breaking their kiss briefly, he pulled away and took in Bonnie's appearance. She was only wearing one of his basic black tees. He pulled it over her head and watched her chocolate tresses spread onto his pillow.
"So sexy." He murmured as he leaned into her neck and trailed kisses from her neck, down to the crease of her plump breasts and then down to her navel. The sweet smell of her arousal permeated the air and Stefan's mouth watered in anticipation. The only thing on his mind at the time was to make Bonnie come over and over…and over again. Oh and blood too.

He used his canines to slash the thin straps of Bonnie's black thong and tossed them to the side. Stefan placed a kiss on the inside of her left thigh and then went to work. As soon as his tongue met her folds, Bonnie sighed deeply and every muscle in her body that had been on alert from the past night relaxed.

Stefan worked his tongue through her folds like it was his job and ate her like he was starved.

"Holy shit, Stef…" she breathed and grabbed ahold of his head.

He gripped her ass and pulled her closer to him and then inserted a finger into her dripping wet sex. Her back arched up from the mattress and she let out a long moan, "You like that baby?" he growled before inserting another finger.

"Holy fuck YES." She moaned as she felt her climax coming close.

Stefan lowered his head back down again and traced the inside of her folds with the tip of his tongue before teasing her clit with it and as soon as her legs began to shake, he sucked hard on her clit which earned him a stream of Latin profanities from Bonnie's mouth.

She sat up, grabbed ahold of his head and crushed her lips to his, tasting herself on his mouth.
"How do I taste baby?" she murmured against his lips.

"Fucking delicious." He growled before devouring her mouth again.

Pushing him to the foot of the bed so that he was standing, Bonnie undid his belt buckle and watched as his erection sprung free. She wasted no time and took his entire length in her mouth.
"Shitttt." He whispered as he looked down and watched as he sucked on him like a lollipop.

Bonnie was a pro at giving head because she felt confident knowing that she could make a man, let alone a vampire, weak in the kneed just by the simple use of her mouth.

She gripped his lean thighs and moved rhythmically against his length. She glided her tongue along his shaft first, then made her way back down before gently using her teeth to do the same.

"Fuck, Bonnie." He hissed when he felt her tongue play with the slit at the tip of his length.

And wet sucking noise escaped her mouth and Stefan couldn't help but get even more aroused by the sound.

He couldn't control himself, he needed to be inside of her. Now.

Stefan pulled her up, not able to wait anymore. He laid her onto his mattress and the only sounds to be heard were the slippery, suctioning echo of wet skin hitting wet skin. Bonnie's knees were pushed up to her chest while Stefan dictated the speed of their dance. He mixed it up, going fast and hard and deep then slow. He sucked one of her plump breasts that were still pushed up from her black bra. Stefan's hands were all over her; her hair, running along her neck and over her tummy.

He moved his hips like a engine that was behind schedule and was trying to make up for lost time. At the moment, Stefan's sex game that was so on point that Bonnie had forgotten about all of the drama that happened the preceding night.

"…so tight…so wet…" he groaned over and over again.

Bonnie could only moan in response; she was so caught up in the numerous sensations running through her body. A light sheen of sweat formed against her skin while it dangled from the tips of Stefan's caramel hair. It was stifling hot in the room; Bonnie had lit all of the candles throughout his room.

"Come for me, baby," he murmured as he turned her on her side.

Bonnie was right there, could feel it building, and the second Stefan's fang gazed her neck, she fell apart.

Her lungs were robbed of every single molecule of air as she gasped trying to reset her breathing and heart rate. Her inner muscles clamped down on Stefan and kept doing so like their parts were magnetic. Stefan came immediately after her into her and every single vein in his neck and upper chest was on proud display while a stream Italian profanities left his mouth.

The two were panting heavily and experiencing aftershocks. The two slowed their breathing eventually came down from their high and collapsed on the bed.

"That was an apology." Stefan murmured dryly.

Bonnie was caught off guard by the tone of his voice.

"For what?" she asked leaning up and looking at his face.

It lacked any and all emotion and his eyes that were usually so vibrant, were dull and protected.

"The hell I'm about to put you through, Bonnie." He murmured.

xXx

A/N: I'm gonna keep this short and sweet. I'm pissed. You guys can probably imagine why…they finally killed Bonnie off. It was only a matter of time. I mean there's been so many bad things happen to her that they ran out of tragedies to throw at her so they had no choice but to kill her…and bring back Jeremy Gilbert from the dead who's had his neck snapped like 30 times. Seriously, I love him but he needed to stay dead. But whatever. I hate where this show has gone. ANYWAYSSSS, thanks so much for reading this and I'm so sorry about the dreadfully long wait. Reviews/feedback is much appreciated. I love you guys!