A/n: thank you all so much for your feedback from the last chapter. Just to clarify a few things. This story will be completely au and there will be high use of profanity, and of course smut down the road. Also, I'm using a different writing tense from here on out. I hope you enjoy =)

It was the large intake of breath that made Stefan Salvatore use the vampire speed he had been gifted with to appear in his basement. He had been waiting for over two hours for his brother to wake up; almost terrified that his plan didn't work and that he was going to lose him forever. And that was something he didn't think he would be able to live with.

It had taken a little over one year to get where they were now, and a little over eight months for Stefan to even come to a conclusion that he wanted Damon to be a vampire again. When Damon was cursed to be human by Mikael Mikaelson, the king of all vampires, so that he and his army could easily track and kill him, Stefan formulated a plan where they wouldn't be able to locate him in his human form. Thanks to a few witches for putting a glamour up, his brother was safe from being located.

At first Stefan thought really hard about interfering in Damon's new life, because his brother genuinely seemed happy. His memories were erased and a new set of memories were put in his head. He had a stable job, good friends, and Damon still being Damon had at least a new woman every other night. He didn't have to worry about a bounty being on his head, or dealing with all the drama and crazy that being a supernatural being brought. He could be normal. And Stefan wanted that for him. But, after time went by, he just couldn't bare it anymore. Call him selfish, but he missed his brother. No matter how dysfunctional they were, Stefan just couldn't imagine his life without Damon in it. So, he located the witch who put the glamour on him, and they figured out a way to get him back.

That's where the beautiful Bonnie Bennett came in.

When Damon made it a habit to go to a new club every night, Stefan realized that his brother was entranced with the lead singer on stage. It wasn't just a common crush, because for the last two weeks, Damon turned down every single woman that hit on him, when just before he entered that club he was picking up women left and right. It was no secret that Bonnie was stunning, amazing, and she could pull a man in with the wink of her eye, no compulsion necessary. But, technically she was off limits.

Those in the vampire community weren't strangers to Bonnie Bennett's life story. The woman whom the almighty Mikael Mikaelson was in love with and would kill anyone who would even look at her in a sexual way. And plenty had died at his hand because of that reason alone. But, what many people didn't know, that Stefan found out two decades ago, was that Bonnie was unhappy and forced to be with Mikael for the safety of herself and those she cared about.

So, when the witch who was helping him, informed him that she could perform a spell but turning Damon into a vampire again would have to be done when he was both comfortable and high with adrenaline, Stefan knew exactly how it could be done, and who could do it. It was just about getting to Bonnie without anyone finding out. With much hesitation the century year old vampire agreed to help, and finally when the job got done, he didn't expect to come into her dressing room with her and his brother barely clothed.

She had a nice ass by the way, but that was beside the point.

Now that his brother was up and in the transition process, he was definitely relieved. Well, he would be when Damon drank from the bleeding woman he provided for him.

But, unfortunately, Damon was looking frantically around, instead of taking what he should.

"Damon?"

Damon's blue eyes quickly connected with Stefan's. "Who are you? What's going on?"

"Damon, it's me, Stefan." And all Stefan was presented with was more confusion.

Great, just great. He was hoping he wouldn't have to resort to plan B.

Taking out the syringe made Damon's eyes widen even more, and Stefan could see an ounce of fear in his brother that he hadn't seen since they'd both been human over five hundred years ago. Stefan didn't have time for a fearful emotion, so he sped in front of him and injected the needle into his neck.

It felt like Damon's whole life was flashing before his eyes. Literally. Memories slammed inside his skull, making him convulse and thrash around. He could remember everything, from his first human life, his five hundred years of being a vampire, and even his second human life. It was all coming back to him, and the fact that he even forgot about all that he had been through didn't even seem real.

And before his eyes opened, a certain memory came back to how he was turned into a vampire the second time. Bonnie Bennett; the woman he was captivated with for two weeks, fed him her blood. He could still remember what it tasted like; he could still remember the feel of her lips….her skin. And now, he wanted her. He practically craved for her.

When his eyes connected with Stefan, there was only a silent communication between them. And then Stefan was moving out of his way revealing a woman lying on her side, with blood escaping her neck. She was so close to waking up, but she never got that chance.

The moment Damon licked the blood off her neck, his gums throbbed and then his fangs lengthened, as he latched onto her neck drinking every last drop. He didn't care that he made a mess, as he let the girl fall dead to the ground. All he could do was look back at Stefan. He knew his eyes were red and there were spidery veins around them.

"More…"

Stefan didn't allow him to say anything else, as several more women walked in and Damon went for their carotids.

He was back now and after he got his hunger under control, the first place he was going to go was to officially meet his new sire.

Bonnie's eyes shot open as she sat up in bed rather quickly. For a moment she had to look around to make sure she was still in her bed and not someone else's. Fortunately, she was, but unfortunately, there was male body asleep next to her that didn't belong to the one she just had a perfect sex dream about. She had been alive for over a little over a hundred years now, and no one could touch the dream she just had. And now, that only made her wonder what it would be like in real life.

Bonnie was known for her wild imaginations. Sometimes she would get lost in them, because it was way better than her reality. Better than being forced into a life that wasn't supposed to be hers; feeling trapped with someone who wouldn't let her go.

And now, here she was, having sex dreams about Stefan's brother. And not just the normal missionary I see you, you see me hidden attraction thing. No, she was talking about the full on, trying to complete every position in the karma sutra handbook on vampire speed sex. She could remember how Damon's blood tasted and the way his tongue felt in her mouth. It left her starved and the only way she would ever get sustenance was having him again. And this time she wanted him fully.

She's had plenty of sex dreams before and multiple sex partners in her life time, but the intensity she felt with Damon, she hadn't felt that way since before she turned into a vampire. Actually, it may have been even more. And that frightened her a little.

And what terrified her even more was the fact that she didn't even know him. She had just met Damon officially last night, and had been playing a staring contest with him for just a couple of weeks. After the first time she saw him watching her intently, as she performed on stage, Stefan Salvatore appeared to her, practically risking his life and asked her for a favor. At first she asked if someone else could do it, but because he let her how Damon had to become a vampire again, and pulled some whacked out story about how he has never seen his brother look at anyone like he's looked at her, she finally decided to help him. Plus, Stefan had helped her about two decades ago, so she felt like she owed him one.

Seducing Damon was the initial plan. Get him to come to her and then do what she did last night. But, for the last two weeks, every time she watched him… every time his eyes were on hers, she kept stalling. And, she didn't know why. Finally, when Stefan confronted her the other day and some harsh words were said between both of them, she got the job done.

And now… now Bonnie couldn't get Damon out of her head. Yeah, she needed to go loosen off some steam.

The moment she stood out of bed and slid on her work out pants, in hopes of not to waking Mikael, his voice entered her ears.

Damnit.

"You wouldn't be trying to run off would you?"

"I'm going to hit the training room."

"At four in the morning?"

She turned her back to him and put on her shirt. "Don't act like this is something new that I do."

It was silent for a moment, but instead of him lashing out and getting mad, he just told her to not stay down there too long because he missed her while he was away and wanted to continue what they started earlier.

Bonnie almost gagged as she stepped out of her room and closed the door behind her. She hated Mikael Mikaelson. Hated him. And the most common question would be why didn't she just leave? If it were that simple she would. Mikael was considered more than just the king of their race. He was like a god to some of these vampires. He made and enforced the rules, and because of the fact he was stronger than any vampire in existence, they all followed him and did what he said.

He had ruined her life with his weird obsession for her he tried to pass for love. Bonnie had tried to run plenty of times, but he always found her, and then he would kill any and every one trying to cover for her. So, Bonnie stopped running. She couldn't let anyone else die because of her, and when he started threatening the lives of Elena and Caroline, she knew she had to nip that in the bud. Because if they died, it would be the end of her. They were literally all she had left.

The compound they lived in looked deserted. Everyone that stayed here was asleep in their own sleeping quarters, and Bonnie was glad, because she didn't want to be around many people. Plus, the only people that didn't get on her nerves here was Elena and Caroline.

Speaking of the latter, she was downstairs going ham on a punching bag. Well, it looked like her fifth punching bag, because four of them were sprawled out on the floor.

"Tough night?" Caroline glanced at Bonnie, but didn't stop punching.

"As always." Bonnie opened the cabinet and pulled out two swords. "You know I really wish he would just stay away." She threw one at Caroline, and the blonde vampire grabbed it in one swift motion, and turned to face her.

They, including Elena, were probably the best three fighters in the compound, who didn't even need to rely on their vampire abilities to help them out.

"Elena told me about last night." Caroline spoke up as their swords clashed.

"I was planning on telling you," Bonnie blocked Caroline's advance at her throat. "But, of course Mikael came back tonight and wanted his alone time."

"I don't know why he doesn't go sleep with those that are actually willing to stroke hi ego." Caroline did a back flip and blocked Bonnie's attack right before she stood back up.

"My thoughts exactly."

"So, did it work? With Stefan and Damon?"

"I don't know." Bonnie was able to stab her sword through Caroline's arm and pull it out. She healed quickly. "And I don't care."

Caroline threw down the sword, causing Bonnie to do the same thing. They were going to practice without weapons.

"You care." Caroline said, bringing her leg up to kick Bonnie in the face, but she was able to catch her leg in one quick motion turning her around. "Because if you didn't, these last two weeks you and Damon wouldn't have been looking at each other like no one else was in the room."

Bonnie was caught off guard for a moment when Caroline head butted her. "That was all part of the plan."

"Oh please, you may lie to yourself, but you can't lie to me."

Bonnie then used her fist to uppercut her best friend, sending her flying back into the weights.

When Caroline stood up instantly, she couldn't help but laugh. "That was a good one."

"Thanks."

"Let's save all that energy for later shall we."

"Scared I'll cause some damage," Bonnie smiled.

"As if." Caroline grabbed one of her blood bags and tore into it and then tossed Bonnie one. "Now, back to our regular presentation. I know you have a little crush on him."

Bonnie rolled her eyes and drank from the bag. "I can definitely say that's not it."

"Okay, so you want to fuck him, whatever. Same thing."

"Look, it doesn't matter what I want to do. Stefan's most likely got him in a different time zone right now."

"Like that would keep him away. You're his sire Bonnie. The first month is crucial between a newbie vamp and their sire."

Bonnie drank every last drop from the blood bag. That was one thing Bonnie could definitely say, she didn't even think about when she agreed to help Stefan. When vampires turn someone, they form an instant sexual connection for no more than a month. She remembered how she felt with Mikael, and she absolutely despised it. He had just ruined her life, turned her into a vampire, and yet her body yearned for the bastard. She tried fighting it for as long as she could, but of course Mikael got what he wanted. She shook away the memory.

"Well, he was a vampire before, so it'll probably be different. Plus, like I said, if Stefan knows what's good for them, he'll keep Damon on lock and key and we'll never see them again."

"I've not only heard stories about Damon Salvatore, but I've met him once. When he wants something he gets it… when he takes an interest in something, he…." Caroline paused for a moment. "Look, what I'm saying is, you remember how I was when you turned me, I wanted to fuck your brains out. Granted, that went away, but we've all been there. And whether Damon had that little curse or not, he still seems like the type who…"

"Let's talk about something else." Because just thinking about Damon between her legs right now made her increasingly horny.

"Fine, fine. So, how was Stefan? Did he look alright?"

Sometimes Bonnie couldn't help but wonder what both of her friends saw in Stefan. He was a looker, a decent guy, and a bit of a ripper, which was a turn on, but Bonnie just couldn't find that type of interest that Caroline and Elena had for him. And then there was the fact that neither of them knew that they both had a torch for the same guy. It wasn't that Stefan played both of them, because they didn't meet at the same times, and really Elena was the only one that had been romantic with him. Anyways, that was a whole different story for a different time. At the end of the day, Stefan and Damon were on Mikael's hit list, so none of them were allowed to be in contact with them.

Bonnie had broken that rule.

"He seemed fine. We didn't really have time to chit chat."

"Sometimes I wish things were different you know. I wish—"

"Hope I'm not interrupting." Elena walked in from the back door. "I brought you a gift Bonnie. I figured now that Mikael's back, you needed something to blow off a little steam."

Bonnie couldn't help but smile and actually got a little giddy like a human school girl.

"He's a rapist and a child molester."

Oh yes, tonight would be fun. "Thanks, Elena. I'll get up with you ladies later."

Bonnie crushed the man's hand with her own as she pulled him downstairs to one of the many basements that were under the compound. The one she led him too looked like an exact replica of the city morgue.

Flipping him on the table, and tightening the bands around his arms and legs, Bonnie brought out her tools. She, Elena, and Caroline, may have enjoyed a good fight, but they each had their own little quirks about them. Elena loved to hunt. No matter what time of day, night, rain, sleet, snow, she enjoyed the hunt and she was an incredible tracker. Caroline was a manipulator. She could make even the oldest of vampires believe anything she wanted, no need for any type of compulsion. And Bonnie, Bonnie loved to torture. She loved to carve inside the human body to see what made them tick or supernatural, she wasn't biased. She loved feel of a heart between her fingertips. And the sound of their screams gave her great relief.

And tonight, with all the frustration flowing through her bones, she was going to have so much fun.

It was a week later, and Bonnie, Caroline, and Elena just took an intermission in their final performance. Now that Mikael was back and decided to take interest in visiting their show, he didn't like the way all the men stared at Bonnie. And that pissed her off. This was something that she and the girls loved to do, and Mikael wanted to take it away because people looked at her. She was hot as fuck, who wouldn't look at her? Many people would consider he conceited, but she had a high confidence in herself. It wasn't always like that, but after a hundred years, how could you not be?

Bonnie should just have sex with some random man in here, and have Mikael walk in, but she wasn't going to get some innocent person killed, all because she wanted to be petty. Bonnie has strayed away before and each one of the men she had thought she met in secret had ended up dead. But, he could screw whoever the hell he wanted too, and not a damn.

As she walked off stage, she ignored Mikael's eyes on her, and went to the back dressing room. She only had one more performance, and then she was going to lock herself into her basement and release even more frustrations.

When she finished freshening up, she was about to open the door to leave, but of course Sage, the annoying bitch monster from hell, chose that moment to walk in.

She hated that bitch.

"This room is only for performers." Bonnie glared.

"I'm just checking on you, Bons." Sage's sarcasm was like nails on a chalkboard. "Is it alright if I call you Bons? Not that it matters. How are you? I feel like we don't get to see much of each other." She circled her.

"I would be doing a whole lot better if I never have to see your face."

Sage smirked, "You know, Bonnie, I don't know what Mikael sees in you. You're young, inexperienced. I mean this whole time while he and I were away together, you weren't brought up once."

Was she really trying to get under her skin? Because she had to come stronger than that.

"I mean what would Elijah think? Oh, that's right."

And she did. Bonnie saw nothing but red, as she slammed Sage into the wall, and held her in a chokehold.

"Ooh, did I make the baby vampire mad?"

"Sage, I'm trying really hard not to kill your geriatric ass right now. You don't want to get on my bad side."

She pushed Bonnie off, "I'm older and stronger than you, remember that."

Bonnie scoffed. "You may get a sick thrill from bringing up Elijah, but he's dead now. So, keep his fucking name out your pathetic mouth."

"I'm just saying…"

Bonnie didn't let her finish. "You know who's not dead though? Finn." She couldn't help but give a wicked grin at the reaction she got from Sage. "Finn is still alive and yet you fuck his father every chance you get and he doesn't even know. So, I'd back off if I were you. And if I tell Mikael you put your hands on me, he'll pull your heart out in front of him." She then broke Sage's neck and watched as she fell to the ground. "Stupid Bitch."

Bonnie really hated her.

When she adjusted her dress, she stepped over Sage's temporarily dead body and opened the door to go back on stage.

Did she mention that she really hated her life? If she could just take Elena and Caroline away from this place without fear of being caught or getting them killed, they would be long gone by now.

As soon as she joined her friends on stage, the lights dimmed and the spotlight hit them. The music began and when Bonnie was about to open her mouth to perform her last number, her voice became temporarily disabled.

Damon Salvatore was sitting right in the front row staring at her.

Well, this night wasn't going to end too well.

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please review and let me know what you think.