A/N: Thank you all for reading and reviewing. Your support means a lot to me! Hope you all enjoy this chapter, and just to let you know again, that these chapters will follow season 6, but will have my own spin to it. =)

Levitation.

To define levitation would be to state that it is the process by which an object is suspended by a physical force against gravity. But the dictionary never really explains the feeling that courses through ones bones when performing the act. Probably because no mortal human has truly experienced what Bonnie Bennett was experiencing right now. She was literally floating in the air; feeling weightless. She probably couldn't blame it all on her magical powers, due to the liquor and magical herbs flowing through her system, opening up all of her senses, but this being her first time, words couldn't even describe how incredible she felt. She just hoped she would remember it tomorrow.

"Bonnie, you're like a witchy goddess!" Caroline shouted over the music. She smiled at her best friend who was dancing on one of The Salvatore's sofas, and drinking from a bottle of tequila.

Bonnie, Elena, and Caroline were due for a much needed girls night and decided to host it at the Salvatore Boarding house, like they did over a year ago. Their initial plans had been for Bonnie and Caroline to pick Elena up to head back to Whitmore and attend a Masquerade party, but one thing led to another, and they ended up skipping out to spend some quality time with each other.

It felt like it had been forever since it was just the three amigos, pigging out on sweets, drinking excessive amounts of alcohol, and talking about boys. Bonnie almost felt the normality of it all, even if she was currently sitting in the air.

"Bonnie, I don't know what this is, but it's amazing!" Elena yelled, speeding from couch to couch, only stopping in between to dance for a mere minute.

Bonnie couldn't help but laugh. Her two best friends were feeling the effects of the magical herbs she whipped up. Elena and Caroline wanted to let loose without their vampire tolerance affecting them, so Bonnie concocted something that would seep past those walls and let them feel what they would have if they were human.

"I feel like I'm lifted or something…." Caroline slurred, twirling around.

Bonnie had to agree, even though she was literally lifted, that stuff she made went beyond anything she had ever felt.

"We should probably stop jumping all over their sofas," Caroline suggested. "You know Damon will come back and have his whole clean freak fit. Better yet…" Caroline decided to kick a few pillows on the floor.

"Where are Damon and Stefan at by the way?" Bonnie could now hear her own voice slur a bit as she took a sip from Damon's bottle of Bourbon. Their plan was to not drink any of his bourbon because they knew that was his favorite drink, and didn't want to listen to him have a world class whining fest if it were touched. But, now that they were fully intoxicated; the bourbon had been one of the liquor bottles they grabbed.

Bonnie's main intentions for inquiring about the Salvatore brother's whereabouts was because when Bonnie had woke up this afternoon on her couch, he was no longer there, and he never responded to the text she sent him afterwards.

Elena shrugged. "I think they're hanging with Ric and Enzo." Her bottle of choice had been vodka.

It was safe to say that all of three of them were fucked up. There was really no better word for it.

Bonnie watched as Elena leaned against the wall, bobbing her head from side to side, with her eyes slowly opening and closing. "Guys, I think Damon's pulling away from me."

Bonnie lowered the music with her mind and allowed her feet to hit the floor. She didn't expect to lose her balance and fall on her ass, but it happened, and Caroline let it be known that she witnessed it all by laughing hysterically, causing Bonnie to snort.

The laughter ceased when they both noticed the tears in Elena's eyes.

They sat in a circle on the floor.

"Why do you think that?" Caroline asked. "Damon loves you."

Bonnie had to bite her tongue to hold in her laughter, because the way Caroline was squinting her eyes at Elena trying to seem serious, was too funny.

"I don't know," Elena didn't seem to take notice. "After I got my memories back I thought everything was fine… it was almost like he never left; and the sex was great…. magical even…"

Bonnie almost felt bad for not wanting to have this conversation. She hated to see her best friend hurt, but hearing her discuss sex with Damon wasn't really sitting well with her.

"And now it just feels like his head is elsewhere. Like last night, I thought after he was rescued, and we could finally enter into Mystic Falls, he would want to…." She looked between her friends. "….get intimate, but he didn't. And when I woke up through the night, he wasn't there. Do you think he's seeing someone else?"

"I wouldn't put it past him." Caroline responded rather bluntly. "Elena, Damon's a douche-a! You deserve way better!"

If looks could kill, Caroline would have probably burnt to a crisp under Elena's gaze.

Bonnie grabbed Elena's hands to concentrate on her. "Lena…" she tried her best to form the right words. "If it makes you feel any better, Damon c-couldn't wait to get back here to see you. He talked about y-you every day." She had to blink a couple of times so she wouldn't lose her train of thought. "You are literally all Damon sees."

The tears streaming out of Elena's eyes began to cease. "Thank you, Bonnie." She emphasized her name to prove a point to Caroline.

Caroline just shrugged. "Now that we are done with all the tears, let's continue this night. No more mention of Damon…. or Stefan for that matter." She then passed the remainder of Bonnie's magical herbs around.

Not even five minutes later, they were back in the zone dancing, laughing, and taking enough pictures to open a gallery.

As they decided to perform a rendition of Patti LaBelle's Lady Marmalade, performed by Christina Aguilera, Mya, Lil Kim, and Pink; Bonnie was able to levitate to the top of the banister, balancing and dancing seductively as she performed Christina's part. Elena was walking on a handstand, and Caroline was holding her phone taking selfies.

It caught them all off guard when they noticed Damon and Stefan standing in the doorway. Bonnie immediately stopped dancing, trying to hold her balance, Elena fell on her head, and Caroline looked between the two brothers and fell into a fit of giggles.

"Please, don't stop on our account." Damon's voice entered their ears.

"Dammy!" she heard Elena yell, as she stood up and sped over to Damon, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a hard kiss.

"You guys have to go! It's girl's night! No boy's allowed!" Caroline yelled.

"Yeah, girl's night in our house." Damon snapped, holding onto Elena.

Bonnie didn't know why her eyes were branded on her best friend whispering in Damon's ear, but as soon as his eyes connected with hers, she lost her balance. With everything happening so fast and her intoxication level through the roof, she wasn't able to tap into her magic for help.

The wind almost knocked out of her body when she landed in Damon's arms. She was more than grateful that he caught her because she knew that landing wasn't going to be pretty.

His blue eyes bored into hers, and she had every intention of thanking him, but her stomach began to feel strange and she felt dizzy. She was out of his arms almost instantly, making her way over to the couch with every intention of lying down.

The sound of Caroline's laughter halted her, and that's when she noticed Elena lying face first on the floor. Apparently she had tripped over the couch. Bonnie would have joined in the laughter, but her stomach had other plans.

"I don't feel so good." As soon as those words escaped her lips, so did the majority of the alcohol and the food she consumed tonight. She just really hoped she made it to the trash can.

Damon was not expecting to save a bunch of college students, who decided partying in a cornfield was the ideal way to have fun, from Tyler Lockwood, who lost control of his car and piled into them. He was surprised that there were no casualties tonight, which worked in Tyler's favor because now he wouldn't trigger his werewolf curse. Not that he gave a damn. And he sure as hell wasn't expecting to come home to find Elena, Bonnie, and Caroline getting liquored up in his house, making it a complete mess.

Despite all of his and Stefan's belongings being thrown everywhere, that wasn't the main thing that pissed him off. He was filled with rage at the fact that Bonnie almost fell to her death. He may have been able to catch her in time, but what if he hadn't been there? Elena and Caroline were too busy in their own world to even notice.

All he could think about was that moment in 1994 right before he was sent back. Kai shot Bonnie with an arrow, and though Damon rushed to her and pulled the arrow out, he didn't get a chance to heal her.

"I got you."

He remembered holding her close, about to bite into his wrist to put it up to her mouth. He remembered her voice being frantic as she watched Kai go for the ascendant.

"Damon, No…"

And then he went after Kai. He should have stayed. Why didn't he stay? He would probably never truly understand that himself.

Now, Bonnie was releasing her contents on his clean carpet, Caroline was laughing like she had a problem, and Elena was knocked out on the floor after tripping over his couch. He was surprised that his girlfriend and Blondie were this far gone especially when being a vampire gave you a pretty high tolerance.

Stefan's movement caught his peripheral, and he watched his brother pick up a bag of what looked like marijuana.

"Really, weed?" He heard Stefan say, but his eyes remained on Bonnie's, who finally stopped throwing up.

"It's not weed." Caroline fell down on another couch, and closed her eyes. "Bonnie the witch goddess made some magical herbs…..but I don't really think they work."

"Yeah, they aren't working alright." Stefan joked.

"Stefan, why don't you like me like I like you?"

Damon wasn't in the mood to listen to that conversation, so after he laid an unconscious Elena on the couch, and covered her with a blanket, he helped Bonnie upstairs to his bathroom.

It had been over an hour as Bonnie went in and out of consciousness, while she made a pillow out of his toilet.

When her eyes connected with his, they widened a little. "Damon…. w-what are y-you doing here?"

"Well this is my bathroom." He answered, wiping her face with a wet wash cloth. This was the first time she didn't fall back asleep right after she did her business. He then gave her some water. "Drink this."

She took a little sip. "What happened?"

"You mean you don't remember how you and the others decided to have a 'girl's' night, drinking, and smoking whatever concoction you made, and didn't invite me and Stefan? Where you ended up throwing up on my floor, or, to sum it all up, where you almost fell and died? We could talk about either one."

Her eyes closed for a moment. "Everything is kind of fuzzy right now."

"I'm sure." He smirked. "And you all emptied my good bourbon."

He saw something flicker in her eyes. "Oh no, where's Elena? You can't be up here with me!"

"First of all, I can be wherever I want. Plus, we're friend's right? I'm looking out for you." He dabbed her face again with the cloth. "And she's downstairs asleep. Whatever you whipped up was strong enough to knock the two baby vamps out."

"Please…" She coughed a little. "Please make the room stop spinning." She then softly laid her face against the tile floor. "This feels nice."

A moment later, Damon heard her even breaths, issuing that she had fallen back to sleep. When she didn't wake up anymore to have another round with witch vs. toilet, Damon took her back downstairs and made her comfortable on the couch. He would have put her in his bed, but that wouldn't go right when his girlfriend was downstairs.

He watched as Stefan came back from the kitchen with a bucket full of water, and looked between him and Bonnie.

"Don't say a word or I'll ask what happened between you and blondie."

Stefan decided to keep his mouth shut as they cleaned up the girl's mess.

Bonnie's eyes opened slowly and her head felt like it was going to explode. She wondered if this was how vampires felt when she gave them aneurysms. No, this was probably worse. When she sat up, the Tylenol and glass of water caught her vision. She instantly took the medicine and leaned back, trying to replay what happened last night. Her memories started to get blurry after Damon prevented her from taking a nasty fall.

Her phone going off pulled her away from her thoughts. She was surprised it hadn't woken up Caroline and Elena. Those herbs must have really done a number on them.

After responding to Jeremy's fifth text message, she informed him that she was alright and that they could do dinner later. She then made her way towards the kitchen, because the delicious smell of food made her stomach grumble.

Bonnie witnessed bacon, sausage, grits, fruit, biscuits, and orange juice spread out on the kitchen table when she walked in. But that wasn't what almost made her lick her lips. Damon was flipping pancakes and the look he gave her when she entered, reminded her of the time she first showed him Ms. Cuddles.

"Whatcha got there?"

"Oh, Ms. Cuddles. I lost her when I was nine, but I went into my house last night, and there she was."

Would it be strange to say that Bonnie would love nothing more than to go back to 1994 just to get her teddy bear? That would just be a secret she would leave to herself.

"Good morning sleeping judgey."

She winced a little. It wasn't that he was talking loud, but her head was extra sensitive right now.

"Well more like afternoon. Feeling better?"

"Define better." Her mouth instantly watered when she saw the coffee pot. "I guess I should be thanking you for the Tylenol and water left on the table?"

"And let's not forget the cleaning of your vomit and making sure you didn't drown in it last night."

She could somewhat remember him staying up with her while she threw up in his bathroom, but the memory still wasn't very clear.

"Well, thank you." She poured herself a cup of coffee. A small smile formed on her lips when Damon automatically put a sugar cube in it. Usually that was her job in the morning, but since they weren't reliving the same day over again anymore, things were equipped to change.

After taking a sip of her coffee, she looked at him and could tell something else was on his mind. "Is everything okay?"

He didn't answer.

"Damon?" she questioned. "If this is about you taking care of me last night, you didn't have to do it." She would be damn if they bickered this morning. Her head would barely allow her to provide a full on smile, it definitely wouldn't allow her to get into an arguing match. So, she decided it would be better if she walked away.

His next words stopped her.

"You could have died last night."

She turned around and caught a glimpse of what looked like pain hidden beneath his eyes.

"If I hadn't been there to catch you when I did, you would have died."

She was about to speak, but he didn't give her a chance. "When I couldn't find a way to bring you back, I…." He paused. "I can't go through that again."

She didn't say anything as she walked back up to him. She touched his arm, glad that he didn't move away. He looked at her and covered her hand with his.

"I'm sorry." She could feel just by how his hand shook a little, that it scared him if something would have happened to her, and she had to admit it warmed her heart. "Thank you for saving my life."

They stared at each other for a minute, and then Bonnie decided to remove her hand just in case someone walked in.

She then looked at the pancakes. "You're doing these all wrong, by the way."

"I highly doubt that."

Bonnie bumped him away with her hip and grabbed the whip cream and blueberries.

Vampcakes.

She tried not to shiver when his head bent down to whisper in her ear. "Thought you hated those?"

She shrugged, "Things change."

It was Caroline walking in the kitchen, almost like a zombie, that made them separate. "Bonnie, what in the world was in those herbs? My head is pounding and this hasn't happened since I was human. I don't know why I'm not healing yet."

"Trust me when I say that it will be the last time I conjure up anything like that. I've never felt this sluggish." Bonnie took a seat beside Caroline, and handed her a plate.

"Bons, this looks delicious. You didn't have to make us all breakfast."

"I didn't. The credit goes all to Damon."

Caroline gave Damon a look. "I hope you're not trying to poison us because of last night." She said, inspecting the food on her plate.

"I thought about it." Damon tossed her a blood bag.

"Did you give Damon some of your magical herbs too, because this is so out of character for him." She didn't even bother pouring the blood bag in a mug. Her cravings caused her to sink her teeth straight into the bag and drink greedily from it.

Elena was the next to walk in with an extreme case of bed head. "I thought being a vampire would never allow me to have a hangover again. I feel like shit."

Damon handed her a blood bag and she didn't waste any time drinking from it.

Stefan walked in and sat at the end of the table. Bonnie watched Caroline shift uncomfortably under his gaze on her.

"What were in those herbs, Bons?" Elena asked, as she sat down at the table.

"Honestly, I don't even know right now." Because that would cause her to think, and she couldn't think about all the ingredients she put in there, especially while Elena kissed Damon on his cheek.

When Damon sat down, Bonnie noticed that his pancakes had been decorated just like hers. No one else seemed to take observation except Stefan. Caroline and Elena were too busy satisfying their appetite, yet dozing off here and there.

Damon's voice snapped them out of their attention being elsewhere. "So, after breakfast, I say another performance of Lady Marmalade is in order. That way Stefan and I can get the whole show. But this time I'm thinking skimpier outfits."

Bonnie, Caroline, and Elena threw a piece of bacon at him simultaneously.

Damon felt pathetic right now. No, he felt beyond pathetic. Here he was standing outside of Elena's classroom, waiting for her to get out of class. For once he actually had nothing better to do. And the worst part about it was that he wasn't really waiting completely on Elena, but Bonnie was in this class with her as well, and he wanted to see her too. Yes, they had been texting on and off for the past two days, but now he was using his girlfriend as an excuse just to see her. He knew it wasn't really the right thing to do, but he really couldn't help it as of lately.

Tell Ric to stop acting like he's teaching and let you all out.-D

A notification popped up almost instantly.

We only have five minutes left. –B

I've been waiting for twenty. –D

Patience is a virtue ;)- B

Tell that to someone who hasn't been waiting all day just to see you. - D.

You mean Elena, right?-B.

Damon didn't respond. Maybe he did go a little overboard. And maybe texting Bonnie everyday was wrong, but they were friends. Friend's text right? He felt like he was some young adolescent right now who hadn't yet hit puberty.

His thought process was interrupted when the class ended and a flow of students walked out.

"I could get use to this." Elena's voice pulled him out of his thoughts, as she walked up to him and planted a soft kiss to his lips. He loved Elena's kisses. He would drown in them if he could, but as of late he couldn't get the taste of Bonnie's mouth out of his head. He shook off the thought of what happened between them awhile ago before something started to rise down below.

The plan today was to take Elena out to lunch. They were trying to be as normal as possible, and that's what normal couples supposedly did. Bonnie had informed him that she had been feeling down lately, so he decided to act like the boyfriend he always wanted to be to her, and take her out. He had tried so hard to get Elena, so losing her wouldn't really be the ideal thing to do.

But as soon as Bonnie walked out with Alaric, he couldn't help but invite her too. "You want to join us witch? I'm sure you don't have any other plans."

The eye roll she gave him shouldn't have turned him on, but it did. "Actually, Jer and I have do have plans."

Elena winked. "Guess I should stay out of the dorms tonight then?"

He watched as Bonnie's cheeks flushed a little. "I'll see you later." She then gave Elena a hug and walked on.

That infuriated him. One, because she was on her way to probably have five minutes of hell with the lesser of Gilberts, and two, because she didn't give him a hug.

Alaric's voice interrupted his internal rage. "What, I'm not invited?"

"I'm sure you have plans with doctor what's her name?"

"It's Jo." He heard Alaric say, but they were already down the hall.

After lunch, he and Elena ended up in bed together and now she was sound asleep. Usually he would find himself holding her; finding comfort in the fact that she chose him. There was a time where he could see himself with Elena forever, but now….his head was all messed up. He wanted to blame it on the fact that he had been dead for months, but was that really the sole reason? Even while he was dead he longed to get back to her. Or, was it the fact that she erased her memories of him? No, he knew it had more to do with how Bonnie was affecting him. He was so use to spending every day with her and now all he got were random days and a few text messages. He never expected to be so attached to her. And he felt like an idiot for even admitting it to himself.

He went to his closet looking for an item that he so desperately needed. When he finally found it, Elena's voice entered his ears.

"Okay, Care, we'll be right there!" He watched as she jumped out of bed and began putting on her clothes. "Something happened with Caroline's mom. And Enzo and Stefan captured that Tripp guy."

If he didn't have a fond affection towards Liz Forbes, he would have told Elena not to worry about it. But, since he did, he got dressed as well, and they left to see what kind of trouble was going on now.

The night ended just how Damon thought it would. Tripp was dead, and they had Enzo to thank for it. Tripp's lackey's wanted to make a deal to set him free for Liz's life. They agreed to the deal, but as soon as they had Liz safely in their possession, Enzo crossed the border surprising them, and ripped Tripp's throat out. Damon and Stefan didn't even bat an eye.

Needless to say, Liz was safe at the hospital, the vampire hunter and some of his lackey's were dead, and they could all sleep peacefully tonight. Well, until the next thing decided to pop out and try to end them all. Damon should have rejoiced in that information. He should have gone home and completed round three with his girlfriend, but it didn't end up happening like that.

A certain witch decided not to pick up her phone when they called her numerous times. Well, when he called her numerous times. He had every intention of going to the dorm to make sure she was. And if she was, he was going to yell at her, but when Elena tried her phone again, there was finally an answer.

Of course Damon listened in.

"Jer?"

Of course boy wonder would pick up her phone. Bonnie really needed to get him on a leash.

"Jer is everything alright? Where's Bonnie?"

"She's in the restroom. Hold on."

Damon heard some shuffling around and then Bonnie's voice entered the phone, and Elena put it on speaker.

"Elena, I'm sorry I missed your call is Caroline and Sherriff Forbes okay?" He heard Bonnie say.

Elena unconsciously nodded. "They're fine…. just a little shaken up." Elena explained what happened.

"I should have been there."

"Damn right you should have been there." Damon made his presence known. He wasn't really even mad at the fact that she wasn't there, but that she was with Jeremy, when he needed her.

"Damon!" Elena practically shouted. "Bonnie, is everything okay?"

He knew she was probably rolling her eyes at him.

"Yeah, I just tried to re-do the levitation spell I did a couple of nights ago, and it was a bit draining." She took a breath.

Damon felt like a complete dipshit at the moment, because he didn't pay attention to the fact that she sound weak.

"Bons, please don't overwhelm yourself. Do you need me to come back tonight?"

"No it's okay. I'm feeling better. I'll call you later."

They both said 'I love you' and then hung up the phone.

When he and Elena made it back to the boarding house, Damon sent Bonnie a text message apologizing, but she didn't respond.

He had really fucked up now.

Bonnie called Caroline as soon as she got off the phone with Elena. She was glad that everything was okay with her and her mom. A small part of her was relieved that they didn't get in touch with her. It may have sound bad, but even though Bonnie had made the choice to put herself first, she probably would have heard her friend's frantic voice and ran to go help. It was good that they were able to save the day on their own.

Jeremy had left about an hour ago, much to his dismay. The last two nights they had spent together, and after attempting to show him the levitation spell, she was just worn out and needed the place to herself. It was much easier to perform when she was intoxicated because every part of her senses were practically open. A lot of practice was still needed before she could just go around and float in the air.

Before she could lie down on her bed and get comfortable, someone knocked on the door. It was a little after midnight, so she wondered who it could be.

She opened the door and was surprised when no one was there. She almost closed it, hoping that someone got the wrong room, and it wasn't about to be a remake of a horror film, but it was neither.

There sitting at her feet was a small box with her teddy bear, Ms. Cuddles, sitting inside, holding a rose and a little note card. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest. How was that even possible?

She held Ms. Cuddles close to her, as she read the card.

'I'm sorry.'

Bonnie was sure that Damon's apologies with her had been the most he'd ever done in his entire existence. But, that still didn't give him the right to act the way he did towards her. She wouldn't lie and say she wasn't angry at him. First, it was his snide comment earlier today, that she didn't have any other plans, and then it was a little while ago, when he jumped down her throat, trying to make her feel guilty for not being there when Caroline was in need.

She finished reading. Meet me at our spot in an hour…. Please.'

What spot was he talking about? They didn't have a spot. It took her almost twenty minutes to figure out what he meant.

And she was right.

Damon was sitting in the crypt near the place they 'died', drinking none other than a bottle of bourbon.

"I wasn't going to come." She made her presence known, and folded her arms, while still holding Ms. Cuddles. "Especially when you're a dick and it's freezing."

"I'm glad you did." Was all he said as he patted the spot next to him for her to sit down.

She hesitated for a moment, before sitting beside him.

"Where did you find Ms. Cuddles?"

"When I got back I went to the room you slept in at the boarding house, and one day she was just there… sitting on the bed. And at first she gave me a little hope; hope that you could still be alive and that I could get you out. But then a month passed, so I decided to put the bear in my closet because looking at it every day was a constant reminder that I didn't save you when I should have..." He took another swig.

Bonnie sighed and held Ms. Cuddles a little closer with one hand and grabbed Damon's hand with the other.

Silence engulfed them for a moment. "That voicemail you left me…."

"Let me guess, you deleted it?" He cut her off.

"I was going to say thank you for it. I never got around to telling you that it was nice, and that I saved it."

He held her hand a little tighter as it grew quiet between them again.

"This doesn't mean I forgive you just yet." She spoke up. "I'm not going to tell you again to stop acting like an ass when things don't go your way."

"Charge it to my head?" He held her hand a little tighter.

"Which one?" Okay, so maybe her response was a little inappropriate, but she would just blame it on spending everyday with him, that she would take after him a little.

She saw his genuine smile out of her peripheral.

"You pushed yourself too hard today didn't you?"

Bonnie watched as he took another drink and then looked at her.

"A little."

"Don't do it again?"

Though Bonnie could hear the command in his voice, she could tell that he was pleading with her not to overwhelm herself.

"I won't."

After about another minute of hand holding and sitting in silence yet again, Bonnie stood up and began to walk away. It was time for her to go. Texting, she could do with Damon, but these close encounters… they were too affectionate… too intimate, and she couldn't continue to act like these moments weren't affecting her. It also felt as if they were cheating on the Gilbert's.

"I'm sorry for handling everything wrong when it comes to you." Damon's voice entered her ears; stopping her. "I know we're friends and I'm trying not to sound corny here, but whether we're around each other or not, I can't get you out of my head...and it throws me."

She turned around and was actually surprised to see him standing right in front of her.

"It throws me too." Her eyes traced his.

When his eyes fell to her lips, she stepped away a little and handed him Ms. Cuddles.

"You keep her. Whenever you feel like you're losing hope and need a little bit of encouragement. Hold onto Ms. Cuddles."

And he did.

Bonnie watched as he felt the little ounce of magic she put in her bear flow through him, and without another word, she left him standing there.

A/N: What you all think? That scene at the end where they both say 'It throws me', was actually from a scene from Angel & Buffy.

I just put my own little spin too it. Lol. Thank you all for reading, and please review. I enjoy all of your feedback =)