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When Bonnie opened her eyes, her entire body hurt like hell. She attempted to move her arms from their outstretched position only to find herself chained to the bed - or what was left of the bed. As a matter of fact, now that she had the chance to glance around, the entire room looked as if a tornado had torn through it. She grunted in confusion and lay back, attempting to make sense of everything.

'Bon?' A small voice called out from the corner of the room where Caroline sat Indian-Style 'Are you okay?'

'I could be better if I wasn't changed to a bed. What happened?' She asked, frantically pulling at the chains.

Caroline sped over and began to remove the chains from her best friend's arm, 'I've never seen anything like it.' She spoke as if she was in a daze 'We had to, urm,' she paused searching for the correct wording to explain what happened 'subdue you.'

'I can see that but why?' Bonnie sat up, rubbing the pain from her bruised wrists.

'You were levitating and shooting bursts of energy every hour on the hour since you finished the transition,' She replied 'We had to put you in chains or more than the furniture would be destroyed.'

'How long have I been chained? My wrists are on fire.'

'For about a week.' Caroline rushed.

Bonnie's eyes grew wide, 'I've been asleep for a week!'

'Yes, but you were only active that first night. You've been sleeping peacefully since then.'

Bonnie couldn't believe it. How could she have done all of this? 'So, it's over? I'm a vitch?'

'A what?'

'A vampire-witch! Hybrid sounds so Klaus-y.' She giggled.

Caroline joined in her laughter, 'I'm so happy you decided to transition. We're going to get through this, okay?'

'Promise?'

'Promise.'

Bonnie remembered the circumstances of her sudden vampirism and sighed, 'We need to bury Elena.'

'I know,' Caroline sighed as she made her way into the dismantled bed with Bonnie and put her arm around her shoulders 'I still don't understand how this happened.'

Bonnie tensed under Caroline's questioning eyes, unable to tell her the truth other than, 'There was a loophole in our link. I'm guessing that my transition worked against the spell, resulting in her death. I was already dead.'

Caroline sighed, 'That makes sense. I'm going to miss her so much.'

'I always knew that I would never see her again but you—' Bonnie's voice trailed off 'You thought she was coming back, Care. I'm so sorry.'

'I'm just happy that I was able to spend that time with her but I wasn't the only one who thought that I would see her again.' Caroline murmured.

'Where is he?'

'He left out during the night,' Caroline rolled her eyes 'He said that he needed a drink.'

'He's not the only one.' Bonnie sighed.

Caroline leaned over and pulled a blood bag from the nightstand, 'I've got you covered.'

Bonnie laughed as the scent of Damon's Armani cologne traveled into the bedroom. Besides being able to smell him, she could feel him. His energy calling out to hers like a beacon. Clearing her throat, she punctured the bag and began to feed, 'You can come in, Damon.'

'How did you know I was there?" He asked, opening the door and making his way in.

'I'm not sure. I just felt you.' Even saying it was weird to Bonnie but she couldn't explain it.

He raised his eyebrow in suspicion, 'Oh?'

'Oh.'

'Whatever,' He waved the thought off before leaning down and kissing her forehead 'Good morning, Hurricane Bonica Magica.'

'Hurricane?' She asked confused before looking to Caroline.

'Oh yeaaah—' Caroline made her way out of the bed and towards the door in the blink of an eye 'You caused a storm last night and burst the windows out of every car and house on the block, but we're fixing it.' She let out in one breath before speeding out.

'What?'

'You were a force to be reckoned with last night.' Damon sat on the edge of the bed.

Bonnie sat back against the headboard, confused, 'God.'

'Hey, hey, it's okay. Saint Stefan's going around compelling the neighbors and we're having mechanics and contractors go out today and fix all of the damage.'

Bonnie sighed and closed her eyes before Damon began to speak again, 'It wasn't your fault, Bon. You'll get the hang of it.'

'You think so?'

'I know so and besides, I brought you a gift,' Damon said, handing her a small, red, velvet 'It's nothing serious but I figured you could charm it just in case you're unable to walk in the sun. I'm not sue about you vitches.'

Bonnie smiled, opening the box and once she saw the emerald ring staring at her, it grew larger and brighter. She snatched it out of the box and placed it on her finger, 'It's beautiful, Damon.'

'It better be. I paid a small fortune on it.'

Bonnie smirked before closing her eyes and moving her hand over the piece of jewelry, 'Done.'

'You're not going to check if you can walk in the sunlight first?'

'I wouldn't care,' She shrugged 'This ring is gorgeous, Damon.'

'You're welcome.' He smiled at her excitement. He watched as she held her hand out away from her face and brought it back in awe. This wasn't the same hopeless girl from a week ago and he was thankful 'Come on.'

'Where are we going?' Bonnie asked as she swung her bare legs over the side of the bed and stood up.

'You have a lot to learn today and I,' He bowed, 'Am your teacher, so go get dressed and meet me downstairs in ten minutes.'

'Can I take a bath?'

'No point. You're about to get dirty anyway. He smirked, standing up from the bed and making his way out of the room, leaving Bonnie alone with her thoughts.

'Damon?' Damon cringed and paused mid-stride before turning around to face his brother.

'Is that you, little brother?' He drawled as he walked over to Stefan with his arms open 'You've grown so much since the last time I saw you. Give your brother a hug!' He pulled the reluctant young Salvatore in to his arms for a brief second before releasing him and continuing his trek towards the kitchen.

'Damon.' Stefan repeated, this time, letting Damon know that he was being serious.

He turned around to face his brother once more, 'I would love to stay and chat but I'm sort of busy now.'

'We need to talk.' Stefan interjected, nodding towards the library 'Come on.'

Damon stomped his foot like a petulant child and whined, 'I don't want to talk about it.'

'But I do. Have a seat,' Stefan sighed, holding the door open as the elder Salvatore entered the room and closing it behind the pair.

'You would think that I was the older brother and you were the younger.' Damon huffed as he sauntered over to his favorite bottle of bourbon and began to make himself a drink.

'Because you're a child,' Stefan stood at his brother's side 'You've been avoiding me, Damon.'

Damon rolled his eyes, 'I've only been away for a little over—'

'Six months. You've been gone for six months.'

'I needed some time alone, brother.' Damon avoid all alone time and conversation with Stefan for this specific reason. His life was twisted on its head a week ago and he hadn't been in the mood to have a come to Stefan conversation but he knew that it was inevitable. He went a little under six months without managing one run-in with his brother; coming to the boarding house and grabbing clothes only when he was completely sure that Stefan was gone.

'You're not the only one who suffered a loss, Damon.' Stefan placed a hand on his shoulder.

Damon stepped out of his reach and flopped on to the couch, 'Did the love of your life die, Stefan?'

'I loved Elena once before, brother. You forget that we are quite literally soulmates.'

'How could I forget?' Damon chuckled 'I always seem to get the short-end of the stick when it comes to us and girls.'

'I'm not saying that, I'm saying' Stefan sighed and for the first time, Damon allowed himself to put himself in his little brother's shoes, 'Elena mended our relationship, Damon. She may have also come between it but she's the reason I got my big brother back. For that, I will love her forever.'

Damon smiled at his brother then. He was right, Elena brought them from a time where they couldn't stand to be in the same room let alone city with each other to a point where they would gladly go to hell and back for one another, 'That she did, brother.'

'But I know how you grieve—' Stefan took the seat next to Damon 'And Elena wouldn't want you to punish yourself, she'd want you to live.'

He knew Stefan was hinting at his humanity, 'If you're afraid that I'm going to turn it off again, you have nothing to worry about. I can't turn it off again.'

'What do you mean, you can't?'

'I can't.' He said, pointing towards the bedroom that Bonnie had taken over.

Stefan smiled, 'Good. But how are you going to help her?'

'I'll figure it out.'

Stefan's eyes widened, 'Figure it out? Did you feel that the other night?'

Did he feel it? It was hard not to miss it. He could feel Bonnie's magic licking against every object it touched, including his skin as he lay in the bed with her and she writhed against his chest. Once she calmed down and he went out to have a drink, the essence of her power still stung. It unnerved him because he knew that if he could feel it, other super naturals could.

'She's powerful, that's for sure.'

'How are we going to contain that?' Stefan whispered.

Damon thought about the question for a second, 'She's going to have to mask her powers somehow. I'm not sure right now, brother but I can't give up on her.'

'You don't know the first thing about magic, how can you help?'

'You wound me, brother. I've had my share of witches and while I may not know everything about magic,' He started 'I know Bonnie Bennett.'

'This is not something that we can take lightly, Damon.'

'Don't you think that I know that?' He bit out.

'People will come for her—'

'Just like people have come for us and she's been there? Let them come,' Damon grew annoyed and decided that it was time to end the conversation. He stood up, made it to the door, and yelled behind him 'I'll rip their hearts out before they can come near her.'

Bennett-Salvatore

'Lesson number one,' Damon circled Bonnie who had come down stairs five minutes prior clad in black tights, a black t-shirt, and her black Doc Martens. He put down his glass of bourbon and shook his head in approval 'Control.'

'Control?'

'Yes, control. To be specific, controlling your emotions,' He stopped pacing and stood in front of her 'I need you to promise me something before we begin.'

'What?'

'Promise me that you'll be completely honest with me throughout this process and if anything becomes too much, tell me. Whatever you're feeling—'

'Tell you?'

'That's my girl,' He smirked 'All vampires get the same basic spiel when they turn: Don't go into the sunlight without your ring,' He glanced down at the ring he purchased for her 'IF you choose to feed from a human, remember to snatch and erase.'

Bonnie scrunched her nose and interjected, 'I don't know if I can do this.'

'Then what will you do? Drink Bambi cocktails with Stefan?' Damon chuckled 'We're vampires, Bon. We have to feed for strength.'

'But what if I can't stop myself?' She whined, thinking back to the way the blood bag satisfied her, leaving her wanting for more.

'That's why this lesson about control is the most important.'

Bonnie snorted, 'I'm in control of my emotions.'

'Last week, you were one step away from wiping out our entire town.' Damon deadpanned.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at his exaggeration. He chuckled at the gesture while she shifted her weight from one leg to another, 'It wasn't that bad.'

'Have you ever heard of Hurricane Katrina?'

'Now,' Bonnie swatted his arm 'You're being an ass. What do I need to learn?'

'It's not what you need to learn; it's what you need to feel.'

'Mm, you're so deep.' She snapped her fingers and swayed as her words dripped with sarcasm.

'Oh, baby, you have no idea how deep I can get.' He remarked, wiggling his eyebrows.

'And I don't want to find out,' She giggled 'Continue with the lesson.'

'Oh, yeah, right. Your emotions are a big part of who you are as a witch, correct?'

'Yes.'

'It's the same, if not worse, when you're a vampire. You feel strongly about everything because everything is heightened, you know? Love is more powerful,' he paused and stared at Bonnie as she took everything in 'Beautiful things are somehow more beautiful to you.'

She glanced around the room filled with Salvatore antiques and paid attention to the design of every single piece. It was like she was looking at everything through new eyes. Colors were more intense and vivid. She noticed the small details in everything around her. When she turned her attention bac to Damon, it was the blue of his irises that caught her attention, 'I think-I think that I've got it.'

He smirked; not failing to notice that she was looking him directly in the eye, 'It can also heighten unwanted emotions, unwanted feelings,' he sighed, while counting off with his fingers 'Anger turns into rage. When you're sad, you're in complete despair: Grief, loss,' Damon stopped and had to catch himself. he was naming all of the emotions that were clashing within him 'it can cripple you and break you, or you can try to fight it but it's hard. I won't lie and say it's not, life is more intense.'

'I can handle it.'

'You think you can but it's going to be different from you, Bon,' He looked at Bonnie 'You will feel everything more vividly. Whatever you felt strongly about before transition-'

'Is going to be what I lose control over now?'

'Correct again.'

'Is that why vampires turn off their humanity? It's easier.'

'Bingo! The vitch is paying attention! When it gets overwhelming, it's relaxing to know that you can shut the bad feelings out.'

'Oh,' Bonnie shook her head with understanding. It hadn't even been a full 24-hours since Damon turned his humanity back on, she couldn't help but to wonder how he was feeling now that the intensity of vampire emotions were no longer foreign to her 'Are you okay?'

He couldn't help but to laugh at the question. When Stefan pried, he felt as if he was under a microscope but with Bonnie, talking came naturally. He felt that he could tell her anything and she would understand, or at least try to, due to the bond they formed on the other side.

'Am I okay?' Damon whistled 'My girlfriend is dead and my best friend is now a part of the undead; I couldn't be better.'

His words about vampires and their overwhelming emotions filled her mind and she hung her head, compelled to ask, 'Have you thought about cutting it back off?'

'I'm going to tell you like I told Stefan,' Damon hesitated. He couldn't deny the fact that the night before while full of bourbon he wondered if he would be better off as a monster than the broken man he had become 'I'm not going to turn it off.'

'We both lost her—' Bonnie's voice cracked 'Even after making peace with never seeing her again, this hurts. I feel like I'm to blame. I feel like you guys will wake up one morning and blame me for not taking better care of myself. I feel like-'

'I don't and won't blame you,' As much as he missed Elena, he knew that he made a mistake to blame Bonnie for their situation when she was just as much a victim to Kai's sick plot as Elena. If anything, he blamed himself for allowing Kai to live long enough to cause a problem 'I'm sorry that I blamed you before but don't beat yourself up. Grief is one of those pesky emotions that will sneak up on you and make you drink the entire bottle of the good bourbon.'

Bonnie laughed, leaning into his side, 'Should we have another funeral?'

'I don't think so. For now, she's safe in the family crypt' Damon shook his head in disagreement 'The people who mattered got to say goodbye directly to her before and she would want us to keep it like that.'

'Someone needs to tell Jeremy.'

'If he doesn't already know.'

'I'll call him.'

'No!' Damon spat. For some reason, the thought of Bonnie having any sort of communication with Baby Gilbert made him feel- weird, for lack of better wording 'I'll get Stefan to call.'

'Okay,' Bonnie lay her head on his shoulder 'I do have to tell him that I'm a vampire.'

'I think that we should keep that information a secret for now. We still have to figure out a way to cloak your powers.'

'I still don't understand why I have to cloak them.'

Damon rolled his eyes dramatically, 'It's for your protection.'

She sighed, 'I'm not a damsel in distress, Damon.'

'You're not,' He stated simply 'But you are valuable, with or without your vampirism, and protecting you is my main priority right now.'

'Even as a vampire, I can't catch a break,' She sighed, standing up 'I'll check Gram's grimoire.'

'Soon.' Damon said with finality.

'Soon. Now, can I go back to bed? All of this magic-vamp talk has made me sleepy.'

'I'm surprised that you're taking all of this so well.'

'There's nothing that I can do,' Bonnie smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes 'I can't sit around in self-pity, I have to make this work.'

And that's when Damon decided that he would do the same. Stefan was right, Elena would want him to live and that's what he was determined to do. He stood, offering his hand to Bonnie who took it and stood beside him 'Where are we going now?'

'I'm going to get you a blood bag and you're going to go upstairs and nap. We'll continue this lesson later, Baby Vamp.'

She smiled as she walked towards the steps, 'Okay.'