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This chapter is kind of giving us a setting point for Bamon =)

Bonnie's eyes slowly fluttered open as the sun shined brightly through Elena's window. Trying her best not to wake Elena and Caroline who were cuddled against her, she made her way out of Elena's bed, and into the bathroom.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she took a deep breath and sighed. She was happy to be alive….happy to not feel the pain she felt during the last few days she was alive. But she could still remember…..everything.

She had a nightmare about what she went through all last night. It replayed over and over again until she woke up screaming in the middle of the night. Elena and Caroline had to hold on to her until she fell back asleep; their act of kindness held so much comfort she was able to go back. But, even now, as she looked in the mirror, flashes from that horrible time appeared in her mind.

She knew witches weren't invincible, but a werewolf bite? How was that possible? She was obviously able to take them down, after last night, but she could never let them bite her again. Sometime today she would definitely check the grimorie and the other spell books to see if Emily made a note of it somewhere.

A knock on the bathroom door, and the sound of Jeremy Gilbert's voice brought her out of her thoughts, "Elena hurry up, I'm already late."

When Bonnie opened the door, Jeremy almost lost his balance. He had to blink a few times, just in case he was still dreaming. "B-bonnie?"

For a moment he didn't know if she was real until she reached out and grabbed his hand, "It's me Jeremy."

"How?" It was hard for him to form words at the moment….hard for him to think.

After she explained everything to him, he pulled her into a hug, and let the tears escape his eyes. He didn't care how unmanly it made him, but it was Bonnie; the woman he was falling for. "I'm so glad you're back."

Bonnie felt comfort in Jeremy's arms….comfort that she shouldn't feel because he was Elena's little brother. She knew that he had feelings for her, not only because he told her, but because she could feel it. His sincerity.

She couldn't help but shed a tear as he held on to her. "I'm glad I'm back too."

As the hug ended, Jeremy knew he was going to be taking a risk on what he was about to do next, but he had to do it. So he did. He kissed Bonnie. The kiss was light and soft, but it was passionate.

When the kiss ended, Bonnie's mind was racing with so many thoughts, but it wasn't of Jeremy. It was of Damon Salvatore.

Jeremy held her gaze for a second, and saw that her mind was elsewhere, "I'm sorry. I just…" he said thinking he made a mistake.

She gently touched his cheek, trying to give him assurance from the worried expression on his face. "No, its okay…I just…I have to go."

"Wait, I…"

She turned to leave, and Jeremy leaned against the wall, with so many thoughts clouding his mind. Maybe he was taking too much of a risk with Bonnie. Maybe because she was older and more mature….he didn't deserve her.

But before he could think of anything else, Bonnie's lips were back on his, and her hands were softly cupping his face, "I'll come back tonight." Then she hurried off to Elena's room, closing the door behind her.

When Bonnie closed the door to Elena's bedroom, she leaned against it, trying to contemplate what just happened. Jeremy kissed her and then she kissed him again. But why? Was it because she wanted to feel a little ounce of normal and Jeremy could give her that? Or was it because Damon began to enter her mind when they kissed?

Well one thing she knew for certain was that she had to go see him. After everything that happened, she felt as if she needed too.

Looking at Elena and Caroline one more time before she left, she made a mental note to call them later, but right now she would let them have their sleep. They needed it.

Damon was sitting on the couch in front of the fire place, drinking his usual scotch. It may have been early in the morning, but he didn't really care about time anymore. His mind was constantly replaying the events that happened just in the past few days. Jules attacking Bonnie when it was suppose to be him, Bonnie dying when it was suppose to be him, him taking an innocent life just because he was hurting, and Bonnie coming back to life.

Seeing her last night, taking down the werewolves with those fun little aneurysms he loved so much, he couldn't help but freeze in place and do nothing but stare at her. He could still remember the look in her emerald eyes and she rendered the werewolf gang unconscious. It held beauty and power and in that moment she ruled everything around her.

When Stefan explained to Damon how Bonnie was back, he was grateful and angry at his little brother; grateful that he found a way to bring Bonnie back, but angry that he didn't think of it himself. Instead he decided to kill someone from the guilt he was feeling.

Guilt. He hated that word. He hated that feeling.

The doorbell ringing pulled him out of his thoughts. He sat there for a moment contemplating on if he should answer it. Stefan had already left for school or Elena's….he didn't really care. When the doorbell rang again, he used his vampire speed to run to the door, and open it a bit rougher than usual, causing the person on the other side to stagger back a little.

Bonnie.

Like last night, all he could do was stare. He still couldn't believe that she was alive. Her hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing jeans and a hoodie. Beautiful came to mind, even though it shouldn't have.

There were no words held between the blue eyed vampire and the green eyed witch as they held each other's gaze, not knowing what to say; not knowing if they should say anything. Ever since Bonnie and Damon first came in contact with each other, they couldn't stand each other. The emotion hate came to mind for both of them, but then out of nowhere a kiss that was unexplainable happened. And then those moments leading up to Bonnie's 'death' happened, and Damon was with her in the end, making sure she was comfortable as she went.

"Are you going to keep me out here all day, it looks like it's about to rain." Bonnie was finally able to say something after their staring contest.

Damon smirked a little, and moved out of the way so she could enter, "To what do I owe this visit?" He said closing the door.

"Is Stefan home?" she said turning to face him. Bonnie didn't know why she began to feel nervous, but asking about Stefan was definitely not what she wanted to say.

And it was definitely not what Damon wanted to hear, "No. And if that's why you're here…."

She knew his next words were probably going to consist of him kicking her out, so she quickly said, "Thank you."

At this moment, Bonnie Bennett had left Damon Salvatore….speechless.

"We don't like each other, Damon. I know this…well we practically hate each other, but what you did for me….it was nice; actually it was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me…"

"I stabbed you in the heart, Bonnie, how is that nice?" Way to ruin the moment, Damon thought to himself.

"You had too. You took the pain away and for that I am grateful." She smiled softly.

Her smile was making him feel some kind of way, and he didn't like it. "Eh, don't worry about it, I figured I owed you since the she-wolf was coming after me anyway." He said, nonchalantly, and walked away from her, grabbing another drink.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, because for a moment she thought he did it because of something else. Something that she probably shouldn't be thinking anyway. "Well okay then, I guess I'll see you around." She turned to walk away.

But Damon didn't want to see her go just yet. He figured since she was here why not have some fun, so he sped back in front of her, and said, "I think the main reason you came over was to discuss that kiss I gave you." He was way too close for Bonnie's liking, but to both of their surprise she didn't move away.

It wasn't the main reason she came over, but it was part of it. "I don't know what that was, but let's not bring it up again."

Damon's smile was so cocky; she almost wanted to give him an aneurysm, "Interesting you say that. Should we not bring up the fact that in your little dream world you wanted me and kissed me again?" He actually didn't mind seeing the little witch squirm.

"I wasn't in my right mind." She lied. She was in her right mind; she just didn't know why out of absolutely nowhere she wanted something with Damon. Maybe it was because she was dying at the time and he was sweet to her. Yeah that had to be it, she thought.

"Ah, but the first kiss you were," he smirked. He could hear the beating of her heart growing faster as he stepped closer, and it wasn't because she feared him. He leaned down, so he could whisper in her ear, "If you want to do more than kissing, I'll be happy to fulfill your needs."

Was Damon seriously trying to have sex with her? "Unbelievable. I try to have a decent conversation with you and you ruin it with talk that is unnecessary."

"Why is it so unnecessary, because of your little Gilbert boyfriend?" Damon couldn't ignore the fact that he could smell Jeremy Gilbert clouding Bonnie's sweet scent. It filled him with an unknown rage and made him curious. Curious if the little annoying Gilbert had touched her, "Let me guess, the reunion was sweet, passionate…..short." Enfaces definitely on short.

Bonnie slapped him, but he barely moved, "Go to hell."

She was almost to the door this time, so close that she was able to reach for the knob, until Damon appeared in front of her, putting his hand against it preventing her from opening it. "I'm sorry." He didn't like to apologize; actually he never felt a need for it, but seeing Bonnie look at him that way was no longer giving him a thrill.

"Get out of my way." Bonnie came to the conclusion that there was no point in trying to have a civil conversation with Damon. On the same side or not, at the end of the day she didn't like him and he didn't like her. Jackass, she thought.

"Look, as much as I love taunting you, those werewolves aren't dead, so we need to work together to find away to kill them….without them killing us." His ice blue eyes never left hers. He didn't want her to go just yet, so he had to think of something. "And don't forget about the wonderful Elijah." His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Bonnie thought about it for a moment. She came over here thinking he had changed, because of how he was with her when she was ill, but obviously it was just an act. She couldn't even have a civil conversation with him without his snide comments.

The only reason she would even think about staying is because they did need to figure out a way to take out Elijah. Bonnie didn't care as much about the wolves, because hopefully they got the message to leave. And it just started raining. "You better be glad it's raining."

She then walked passed him and sat on his couch in front of the fire place. Damon gave a little devious smile that he got her to stay. This would be interesting.

Before he made his way next to her, he poured himself another glass of bourbon, "Care for some."

"No," she glared, "Look, let's just get this over with."

"Figures a goody too shoes like you wouldn't want to take a few back," he smirked.

"Can you go five minutes without being such a jackass?"

"Of course, but I find it much more interesting when I am one." He winked, and took a seat next to her.

She rolled her eyes as he took a sip of his drink. She thought about taking him up on his offer and taking a glass, but she was a lightweight, and she would not get drunk in front of Damon Salvatore.

Before she could say anything else, her phone went off. It made her jump a little because she forgot how loud her phone sound on vibrate.

It was Elena. She hoped everything was okay.

"Hey Elena, is everything alright." She could see Damon staring at her out of her peripheral, but she was determined not to look at him.

"Yeah, Caroline and I just woke up and we…"

When Elena paused, Bonnie got a little worried, "Lena?"

"…..we got a little worried that last night…that we were dreaming."

She could hear the sadness in her voice, "I'm alright, I left about an hour ago and I didn't want to wake you guys."

They talked for a little while longer, and Damon continued to stare at her. He almost cracked a smile, when she giggled at something Elena had said. Usually he would be listening to both ends of the conversation, but all he could concentrate on was Bonnie; especially the part where she told Elena that she was at home instead of at the boarding house with him.

After about twenty long minutes of girl talk, Bonnie clicked off 'End Call' on her phone and finally looked at Damon, who was still staring at her. "What?" She tried her best to sound annoyed, but the way he was looking at her was almost predatory.

"So, you lie to your friends now?"

"I don't want to worry them about talks of Elijah, they'll say I need to rest, and I don't."

That's when Damon noticed that she did look a bit weak, "Maybe they're right. Maybe you do need to rest."

The look she gave him showed him that she was very confused, "You know I don't understand you. One minute you're an evil jerk that I want to set on fire and the next you seem like you actually give a crap."

He decided to ignore her, "How about you summon your little spell book, so we can see if there's anything in taking down Elijah in it."

The next thing he knew, the fire in the fireplace grew larger. He looked at the little witch as she mumbled Latin words under her breath. The grimoire then appeared in her lap, and the fire in the fireplace went out.

He was about to say something that would probably piss her off, but when her eyes didn't open and blood began to drip out of her nose, an unexplainable rush came over him. He reached out and grabbed her shoulders, "Bonnie!"

Bonnie slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know why she summoned the grimoire. Magic already did a number on her to begin with and the fact that she had only been back for a little more than twenty four hours, this little action drained her.

He grabbed a tissue next to him and wiped the blood that had fallen from her nose. His teeth almost elongated at the smell of her blood. A witches blood was always the sweetest.

"I'm okay," she whispered, leaning into Damon. She didn't want to, but when his arm made its way around her, she was glad she did.

"Like hell you are. Does this always happen?" He didn't where the protectiveness came from, but a flash of her writhing in pain before she died entered his mind, and he wasn't going to let that happen again.

"Sometimes….the magic, when I push too hard….it pushes back."

"Why the hell didn't you tell me, I wouldn't have…."

Bonnie then leaned up and tried to move away from his arm around her, but he wasn't going to let her go, "Damon, its okay. I'm okay. It's a weakness, so I didn't want anyone to know." She remembered having this conversation with Jeremy not too long ago, and the one person she didn't want to know, she just flat out told. Great, she thought, another thing for him to bring up.

"Meaning me?" He concluded.

"Especially you," A faint smile plastered on her lips, as she decided to rest her head on his chest again. He wasn't moving his arm anytime soon, and she was too weak to push him off.

For some reason he didn't like hearing her say that, but as she laid back against him, he decided to let it go….for now.

"Can I ask you something?" she said softly, her eyes closing. Not being able to sleep fully last night was finally creeping back on her.

"Be my guest," He said, as they both stared into the fireplace.

"Why did you stay with me? Why did you take me to me to my favorite place before…?" She knew that she didn't need to finish the sentence. But when he didn't say anything she said, "And why are you sometimes a jerk, but right now you seem as if you care?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Because as crazy as it sounds Damon, I want to understand you. We are fighting on the same side…"

"Maybe I don't want to be understood." He said, not even aware that he was casually caressing her arm.

"I think you're lying." She said, closing her eyes to his soft touch, "I don't know why you did what you did, maybe it was because of Elena, but again I thank you." She didn't know why mentioning Elena's name made her heartache. She knew Damon had feelings for her, and out of nowhere it bothered a little.

They stayed in silence for a while, before Damon said, "It had nothing to do with Elena. I did it for you Bonnie. I didn't want you to be in pain anymore….I couldn't stand it. But being able to give you that moment of peace…seeing the smile on your face, that gleam in your eyes; it…"

Damon was cut off by Bonnie's breathing. It was slightly heavy, letting him know that she had fallen asleep. Maybe it was best that she didn't hear him. He didn't need Bonnie to think that he actually liked her.

He then carried her in his arms, bridal style, and took her to his bedroom. Laying her sleeping form on his bed, he sat there and held her hand for a moment. He didn't know what was going on with him and Bonnie, but for the moment he wouldn't think too much about it.

Caroline left Elena's an hour ago and was just lounging around in her pajamas in her room drinking blood and eating ice-cream. As gross as that sounded, even to her, it was really good. She would probably go back over to Elena's later today, and they would probably all have another sleep over. It felt good to be in the comfort of her friends, especially after everything that happened. It was Monday and the girls took this day as a stay home from school day to get their lives back on track. They've had a lot of those days actually; hopefully it wouldn't hurt them in the end.

The doorbell ringing brought her out of her thoughts, and when she went to open the door, her demeanor went from calm to sadness and anger.

"Are you okay?" Tyler said with a worried expression on his face.

"I'm fine." She lied. She wasn't fine.

"I had no idea they would come for you."

"Do you know what they did to me?" She tried not to cry.

"I'm sorry, but it's crazy now…I don't know who to trust. You lied to me."

That made Caroline angry, "I lied to protect my friends. I lied to protect you, don't you get that?"

"Caroline…"

"You just stood there, when they were going to kill us. You just stood there, you didn't do anything!" she yelled.

"I didn't know what to do."

"You help your friends that's what you do."

"I'm sorry," Tyler didn't like seeing Caroline like this, and he was upset that he was the reason.

"No, it's too late. Because we're not friends anymore, and what happened to me tonight, will never happen again, so you take that back to your little werewolf pack and you get the hell out of my house." And with that she slammed the door in his face.

To her, that was the end of their friendship. Caroline tried her best not to cry, but she couldn't help it. She let the tears fall as she thought about everything that happened.

Damon had laid beside Bonnie for about an hour, as he too needed to get some rest. He hadn't been able to fully get some sleep since the she-wolf bit her. But what woke him up was a noise downstairs. He knew it wasn't Stefan, because he was spending some quality time with Elena.

He glanced at Bonnie one more time before he went to go check it out. When he walked downstairs he saw glass shattered on the floor, and when he turned around, one of the werewolves from the clearing dropped down from the ceiling. He charged at Damon and injected him with a needle full of vervain.

It didn't stop Damon from smashing the guy into the wall, as he tried to get him off. But as he left the needle in him, Damon finally dropped to the ground.

"Damn you're strong, it took the whole syringe." The guy said trying to catch his breath.

A few more of his werewolf buddies came out and so did Jules, "Hi Damon." She said with a smile, Damon wanted to rip off, before all he saw was black.

When he finally woke up, he was chained to a chair, with a collar of nails around his neck.

"Morning sunshine, I saw this movie once, and they had this collar device that was really cool, so I just modified it some….somewhat in nails," The one who stabbed him with the syringe said. "And when I pull…" He pulled the chain connected to the collar, and it choked Damon, causing the nails to tear into his throat.

"So, I hear you have the moonstone," Jules came in.

Damon let out a small laugh, even though he was in pain, "Oh if you only knew the irony of this right now. Let me tell you how this is going to go. You torture me, I don't talk, and someone loses a heart. Last time it was your boy Mason." He was antagonizing her, not caring that he wasn't in a position to be doing so.

Jules walked towards him, "This time it will be you." She looked at the boy who held the chain to Damon and gave him the signal to pull….and he did, causing Damon to groan out in pain.

Then out of nowhere, the guy was being thrown back by an unseen force.

Bonnie. Their eyes connected for a mere second, until two of the guys from the wolf pack charged at her. She brought them down with aneurysms that made them drop to the ground. She was caught off guard when Jules grabbed her.

"Didn't I kill you once?" She was about to bite her again, not paying attention to Damon yelling at her, until someone said….

"Looking for this."

They all turned to look at a tall blonde hair man, dressed in a suit.

Damon and Bonnie knew him as Elijah.

Elijah sat the moonstone down, "Go ahead, take it." He said moving away away.

One of them rushed for it, and Elijah instantly pulled out his heart. Two more did the same thing, and he easily took theirs out as well. Jules got the hint and left. And the one who was holding the chains, Elijah punched him, breaking his neck instantly.

He walked over to Damon and pulled the chain and collar off of his neck, "You do realize I just saved your life."

He then looked over to Bonnie, "And yours too, Miss Bennett."

"I'd advise you both to stop trying to find away to kill me. Because trust me, I can end both of your lives like that." He said grabbing the moonstone, "And this time Miss Bennett, no one will bring you back." And with those last words he left.

Damon made his way over to Bonnie, who looked shaken up, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she lied. Truth is when Jules almost bit her again; all she could think about was the pain she went through.

He could tell that she was lying, but before he could say anything, she said, "Are you okay?"

"Good thing about vampires, we heal fast." He smirked.

She then slapped him, "What the hell was that for?" He questioned, a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

"Next time wake me up." Bonnie didn't know why she was so upset with him, but when she saw Damon sitting helpless in that chair, it made her sad. But the fact that he didn't think to wake her up so he wouldn't have been in that predicament made her mad.

"Are you going crazy? I was trying to protect you."

"I would have been fine! You on the other hand was about to get yourself decapitated!"

"They weren't going to kill me."

"It didn't look that way. Do you know what it was like to see you there; No you don't."

Damon was livid now, "Bonnie I had to drive a dagger through your heart. So, I know what it's like to see someone in pain and not be able to do anything about it, but kill them; All because you wanted to play the hero and jump in front of me."

Bonnie was taken aback by his words. "I was trying to protect you!"

"And looked what happened with that." He was frustrated now. The little witch had the nerve to say that his emotions were up and down when she was being the true definition of bipolar.

They stood there for a moment, breathing heavily, and each looking at one another with a hint of anger and annoyance. It all ended upon them though, when Bonnie pulled Damon into a kiss.

A kiss so powerful, it left both of them breathless.

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