Chapter 2: Chapter 2
Thank you for all the lovely reviews. I just hope I can live up to your wonderful encouragement. Renee0716, I am also a huge BAMON fan, have been since I read the books. BONKAI has just swept me off my feet this season though. I would be happy with either at this point, although I think I'm leaning towards BONKAI simply because Kai's the only guy in the show to not have slept with one or both of her best friends.
On that note, this chapter does have a lot of DELENA interaction. Don't shoot me, I don't really like them either, but I'm not into bashing and I do want to make this as well rounded as I can. I'm already working on chapter 3 and hopefully it will be up next week. Hope you guys enjoy this. ;)
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Damon sauntered up to the living room bar and poured a tumbler of his favorite Bourbon. Glancing at the half empty bottle, he contemplated killing it off in the near future with his favorite little witch. They had a lot to celebrate, and there would be even more once they got Stefan and Barbie vamp back to normal.
The front door opened and Damon could hear a familiar set of boots clacking across the entry way. Judging from their brisk pace, the owner was not in a good mood.
"I take it Rick and Enzo didn't fare as well in their planning?" He guessed as he spun around, meeting with the full effect of Elena's pout. She trudged over to him. Damon wrapped an arm around her shoulders and rubbed affectionately, attempting to soothe his girlfriend's ill temper.
"Not faring well would be the understatement of the year." She grumbled. "Not only did they not catch Stefan and Caroline, they almost got themselves blown up. Plus, there's now a missing drama teacher and one less player on the woman's lacrosse team. As if we needed any more targets on our backs."Elena slouched into the nearest couch and Damon followed. His eyebrows furrowed.
"Not to gloat, but I thought you said Barbie had everything under control? Ripping into two people hardly sounds like she's handling very well. What's the deal, Drama teacher give the part to the she-jock and Caroline decided to throw a vampire sized tantrum?"
Elena smacked his arm and wrinkled her nose. Damon pretended to wince and rub at the offended spot.
"I know Caroline, even without her humanity she wouldn't rip a guys head off, too much risk of getting blood on her dress." Elena muttered. "The drama teacher's head was completely torn from his neck, which is more your brother's M.O., much as I hate to think about it. But the girl..." Elena paused.
Damon's eyebrow rose. "The girl what?"
Elena glanced at him. She began twisting her fingers together and playing with the hem of her shirt.
"The girl was drained dry. But not from one bite, there were multiple fang marks all over her, and when I got a closer look, I could actually smell Caroline and Stefan on her." She looked up to Damon, her big doe eyed lashes blinking in confusion. Damon's brow furrowed, and he grimaced at the thought of what his brother and their perky blonde friend may be doing.
"Damon, I know you said that Stefan cleared out the weapons, and we thought that maybe we'd just have to worry about keeping them from killing each other, but what if they aren't out there fighting anymore? What if they're working together, egging each other on?" Elena wondered.
"Then we're just going to have to step up our plans a bit. Otherwise this is going to escalate out of hand a lot quicker than we thought." He murmured.
Elena sighed and lay her head in the crook of his neck. Damon rest his cheek against her hair and continued rubbing absentmindedly at her arm.
"Everything was just starting to look up." Elena moaned. "Alaric becoming human again, Jeremy going off to art school, and we finally got Bonnie back. Is it really too much to ask for a week with no Ghouls, monsters, or supernatural disasters to wreck our lives?"
Damon smirked. "You forgot to mention the illustrious return of your incredibly handsome boyfriend." Elena rolled her eyes. "You'd be bored out of your mind within a month, admit it. Not to mention missing the chance to see me perform daring acts of heroism." Damon scoffed. Elena huffed and lifted her head, she mock glared at him, eyebrows raised.
"Heroic acts? Damon, over half your plans are borderline crazy at best. You could make a James Bond villain look lazy." She giggled. Damon sneered and got up to refill his glass. Elena glanced around the room. "Did Bonnie decide to head home for the night?"
"No, I sent her up in her room, figured with the lunatics loose from the asylum, it'd be better if we all stuck close together." Damon sauntered back over to the couch.
"Her room?" Elena queried. "You know, I still can't quite get over how different you two are with each other." She shook her head. "Not that I'm complaining; it's nice not having to worry about you both being at each others throats anymore. It just takes some getting used to."
"Well I wouldn't go THAT far, bickering seems to be our thing." Damon shrugged. "Bonnie and I really aren't all that different, it just took being stuck alone with each other to make us realize that. We both would do anything for the people we love, we're sassy as hell, stubborn, and completely bad ass." He smirked. "Although, I'm definitely the better looking one."
Elena laughed and stood to wrap her arms around her boyfriend's tone shoulders.
"While I'll agree to some of that, Bonnie isn't half as ruthless as you can be. I know her Damon, Bonnie doesn't have a mean bone in her body, she isn't capable of hurting someone unless it's to save the people she loves."
Damon's mind drifted back to the time spent in 1994, pulling up the image of Bonnie flinging a pickaxe into Kai's chest. He thought about their conversation from that morning; the plan to lure Kai into the prison world and then leave him to rot. Bonnie had been adamant about bringing the hunting knife, and he shuddered to think how far she might have gone had the little weasel not pulled his disappearing act. He looked back to Elena and pursed his lips. He had a feeling his girlfriend was in for a very rude awakening.
"You might be surprised just how spiteful she can be. Elena, Bonnie's not the same person you knew, you might want to keep that in mind."
Elena pulled back and glared up at him. Damon rolled his eyes, this was not the outcome he was hoping for. All he wanted was to finish his drink, make love to his girl, and then pass out in the comfort of his big bed.
"I think I know how to read my best friend, Damon. No matter how much time you two may have spent together, I've known her longer. We've been together since we were babies, she's my sister. I would know if something were different with Bonnie."
"Would you?" Damon countered. Something hot and angry coiled in his belly, and he stepped in close, his breath fanning across her face. "With everything else going on, Jeremy, Caroline, you erasing me, can you honestly say you've taken a good long look at your bestie lately?"
"That's not fair, " she whispered. "We've all been trying to deal as best we can. Bonnie just got back, it's not exactly like we've had a lot of time to just girl chat." Elena looked down and sniffled a bit. "You said you wouldn't throw the compulsion in my face again, I am trying Damon." Limpid pools of soft brown met his gaze. Damon sighed and pulled her in close. He buried his nose in her hair and greedily took in the scent he had missed for so long.
"I know, hey, I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean anything by it, I just don't want you to get your hopes up." He sighed.
"Get my hopes up about what?" She asked into his collar. Damon was about to reply when a shriek cut the air. In a flash, he was standing outside Bonnie's door. He tried to turn the knob, but it wouldn't budge. He slammed into the wood, putting all his supernatural strength behind it, but was repelled back, bouncing off the opposite wall. Elena began pounding on the door and calling Bonnie's name. Lily Salvatore stood at the end of the hallway, unsure of what to do. Damon scrambled back up and slammed his hand on the oak panel.
"Bonnie! Open the door Judgey!" He could hear muffled noises coming from inside. "Come on Bon Bon, open the damn door." He coaxed. The choked sobs stilled, and suddenly, the door swung open, banging into the opposite wall with force. Damon stumbled into the room, Elena right behind him. He scanned the space, searching for any intruders. In the corner, wedged between the bed and the nightstand, Bonnie huddled in a mass of blankets and sheets. She had stopped crying, but her face was ashen, and her hands trembled where they clutched at the covers. Damon slowly approached her and crouched when he was about a foot away. Elena made to rush over, but Damon held up a hand, warding her off. Bonnie met his eyes for a moment, then returned her gaze back to the floor, she smiled sheepishly.
"You know, I'm used to girls falling for me, but usually it's into bed, not out of one." Damon said dryly.
Bonnie laughed and the vibrant hue seemed to return to her cheeks and eyes. Damon smirked, inside he could feel the fear retreating, allowing him to draw unnecessary breathes again. Bonnie pushed at the blankets trapped around her legs and Damon helped her to stand out of them.
"Sorry about that, guess everything today just sort of caught up to me. But I'm fine now, really." At this, Bonnie threw a reassuring smile to her best friend. Elena shifted from one foot to the other, still looking unconvinced. Damon glanced over his shoulder and noticed his mother hovering in the doorway as well.
"Elena, why don't you take my mother back to bed, I'll handle this."
Elena looked between her boyfriend and sister. Both gave her small nods. She walked over and wrapped Bonnie in her arms, as if she would fall apart at any second. Bonnie smiled and squeezed her shoulders.
"Why don't we go get lattes tomorrow? We can take a walk through the park like we used to. I think we could both use a morning off to just be silly and normal." Elena whispered to her.
"I'd like that." Bonnie sighed as she pulled back. Elena gave one more small smile and went to the door to collect Lily. The older woman was studying Bonnie curiously, but said nothing. She left without a word and followed Elena back down the hall. Damon's shoulders slumped when he could no longer hear the two. He turned back to the petite woman in front of him and eyed her critically.
"You okay?" He asked quietly.
"Yes, Damon, I told you I'm fine." Bonnie scoffed. Damon rolled his eyes.
"Yeah and if I believed that load, I never would have been able to kick your butt at Monopoly. Your a terrible liar Bennett. So how bout we try this again, I'll ask you what's wrong, and this time you'll tell me what's really going on in that stubborn little head of yours." The arrogant vampire shoved his hands into the pockets of his too tight jeans and widened his stance.
Bonnie narrowed her eyes up at his unmoving form and sighed. "I told you, it really was nothing, just a nightmare. I thought I was back in the prison world, and for some reason I saw Kai there, or I was Kai, or he was chasing me..." she shook her head at the confusion. Now that she was awake, the whole thing was starting to blur together, becoming one jumbled unreadable mess. "I don't know, none of it made sense, there was even a vampire there at one point, and it looked like Kai had been bitten, but that's not possible, cause we brought your mom back with us and this vampire was a guy." Damon's eyes widened at this, but Bonnie didn't notice. "I'm just overtired and worked up, Damon. I promise, I'll be fine in the morning, I just need to get some real sleep." She muttered. A yawn overtook her at that moment, and the witch could feel her eyes begin to droop.
Damon decided to drop the argument. He could tell his normally spitfire friend was standing on her last leg, and from experience, morning Bonnie was cranky even with a full eight hours on board. He shrugged his shoulders and scooped up the bedding from the floor. Bonnie helped him rearrange the covers back on the bed and then slipped back underneath. Damon watched her for a moment. He tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
"Alright, have it your way, Witchy. Just remember, I'm right down the hall if you need me."
"Yeah right, like I want to risk being exposed to more images of you doing disturbing things to my best friend? No thanks." She yawned.
"Don't be jealous Bon Bon, you could always join in, you know." He smirked and waggled his eyebrows at her. Bonnie made a gagging noise and rolled her eyes at him.
"I thought you were trying to keep me from having nightmares, not giving me more." Bonnie laughed. Damon smiled and hit the light on his way out.
"Night night Judgey, don't let the Bloodsuckers bite." He sing-songed as he shut the door.