A/N: Thank you all for reading & reviewing the last chapter! Hopefully after this one I can get one more out before it comes back on in April. And I love how some of you guys enjoyed the little Tonnie reference. As much as Tyler pisses me off in the show right now, I had to find some use for him in here. Please read the author's note at the end.

Hope you enjoy =)

His fangs descended from his gums and broke through the layer of skin that covered her carotid. The blood seeped its way down his throat profusely as he held onto her tightly. He knew the moment she began to fade into darkness because her hands were no longer gripping his shoulders almost violently. Her heart beat was growing weaker…oxygen no longer making its way up to her brain. Bonnie Bennett was dying and Damon Salvatore was killing her.

3 hours earlier

Bonnie's mind was going through an extreme overload as Elena drove them to a secluded warehouse where Caroline was throwing a rave. Her thoughts weren't really racing because she was sitting alone in a car with someone she use to share all of her secrets with, but now hates her guts. No, her thoughts were racing because of a certain blue eyed, black haired vampire, who wasn't joining them on their mission. She and Damon got into a big fight after she told him about her plan that may help Caroline switch her humanity back on after they discovered that she killed someone.

She expected him to be upset and to not agree right away, but she didn't expect him to practically blow up and call her names. So, a fifteen minute drive back to the boardinghouse felt like fifteen hours as they sat in silence. She would admit that she was hurt, but she could feel sad later because she had bigger fish to fry.

"We're almost there." Those were the first words that Bonnie had heard escape Elena's mouth this whole trip. And yet she could still hear the venom under her tone.

Bonnie was tired of this. Granted, they had more pressing things to deal with than both of them getting everything out in the open and possibly getting into an altercation, but if they were going to work together, all the cruelness needed to stop.

"If you have something to say to me, then say it, because I'm tired of this." Bonnie stated, still staring at the road.

"You were supposed to be my best friend," Elena turned down the volume to the radio. "How could you take Damon away from me behind my back?"

"I didn't take Damon from you. He's not an object. I've apologized about how everything ended up. I didn't expect or ever think that something like this would happen."

"Save the sob stories. You think just because you guys spent four months together that it gives you an excuse. Damon was in love with me and then you just…."

Bonnie couldn't help but stop the car with her magic, causing Elena to jerk a little in her seat.

"Stop blaming me for what happened. I didn't tempt him, I didn't seduce him. It's so funny how we've been friends since we were children, but you're quick to blame all of this on me. You don't even understand how guilty I feel. But, have you even tried talking with Damon? Oh, I forgot, that's a no, because every time you're in the same room with him you try to come on to him or play the woe is me act. Damon was the one who pursued me, and you know that. You've been told that, and yet you don't give him the cold shoulder. You don't act like a bitch towards him."

Bonnie wasn't sorry that she said any of that, but of course Elena decided to ignore it because she didn't like to be proven wrong.

"You do know that whatever you and Damon have will never work out right? He's a vampire and you're a witch. He's going to outlive you. And soon your age is going to start showing and he won't want anything to do with you. How does that feel? What Damon and I had, no one can compare or take that away from us. Just, remember that."

"What you and Damon had was toxic to not only both of you but everyone around you. It would have never lasted, whether he was into me or someone else. So, get off your high horse because you're not that special."

Bonnie got out of the car, slamming the door behind her. The warehouse wasn't that far, and since she could hear the music clearly, she opted to walk the rest of the way. It wasn't like she and Elena were going to stay joined at the hip when they arrived anyway. More than likely as soon as they walked in, they would go their separate ways in trying to find Caroline.

One thing Bonnie was not going to do was let Elena's words bother her. Yes, she may have been a witch and technically still considered human, but she had years until she started showing any signs of aging. The conversation was just doomed to begin with especially at this moment in time.

The music was so loud when Bonnie entered the building that she couldn't even hear herself talk. From attending high school dances, local town events, to even a few clubs here and there, this was the first time she could say that she had been to a rave. There were over hundreds of people present, and that were either drunk, high, or both.

Bonnie could definitely use a tequila shot right now, actually she could use more than one, but that wasn't her reason for being here. With Damon mad at her, her plan for Caroline, and Elena getting on her last nerve, it was safe to say that Bonnie wanted to break down. But, she knew she had to hold it together for now, and that little tactic was easy because she had been used to doing it all her life.

"Wanna dance?"

Bonnie was so lost in thought, that she jumped a little when a guy appeared right in front of her, handing her a glow stick.

It didn't take much to know that she wasn't in the mood. "I'm actually looking for someone." She said, putting the glow stick in his shirt pocket.

"This is a party. Have fun." He then led her towards the dance floor.

Bonnie's eyes glanced around the room just in case she spotted Caroline, and when she didn't, she proceeded to look at the guy in front of her.

When he reached out to touch her hand, she instantly stopped him.

"Hey, down boy."

"Just dancing."

She rolled her eyes. Did he not understand that she wasn't interested? She was trying to be nice about it.

"Look, I really have to go find my friend."

"I can't help it. You're hot."

Bonnie squirmed as soon as he pulled her closer and kissed down her neck. She literally felt disgusted. She didn't care if this guy was drunk or not. He didn't have the right to touch her if she didn't want to be touched. So, she used her magic to apply second degree burns to his hand.

She didn't know if this made her borderline psycho or maybe she had just been hanging out with Damon long enough, but it brought satisfaction to feel his skin burn beneath her fingertips and hear him yell out in pain.

"What the hell did you do?"

She shrugged, "I can't help it. I'm hot." Hot damn, she immediately thought referring to a certain song that was hot out right now.

As she left him standing there, she cast a little spell that would make him forget in about three seconds that she was ever around him.

Bonnie had every intention of continuing her search for Caroline, but as soon as she stepped away from her little burn victim, a feeling coursed through her, causing her to pause for a moment. It began as a mild head rush, something she was a little use too, but then it felt like an excessive thump inside her brain. She found a vacant corner and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. She knew it was from the spell she performed earlier, but she was surprised she didn't feel it sooner. Better late than never she supposed.

Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes, and came face to face with someone she never wanted to see again. Ever.

"My night is now complete."

Kai Parker.

"You know, I didn't think my night could get any worse, but then here you are." She tried walking past him, but when he grabbed her arm, a peculiar feeling passed through her, causing her to stop. Liz Forbes's tombstone flashed rapidly through her mind, and she immediately yanked her arm out of his grasp.

That was odd.

He quickly put his hands up and apologized. Bonnie noticed the apprehension on his face, but she chalked it up to him realizing how much power she had and that she really wouldn't care about ending his life.

"Look, I wanted to apologize to you."

She turned around to face him, not buying his bullshit.

"Ever since I merged with Luke, I have humanity now and I feel bad for a lot of things—"

"Anyways, I did something pretty bad, and since I still have Luke's humanity swimming around in me, I feel the need to tell someone in hopes to make my conscious clear."

Bonnie focused back on him, feeling like she was experiencing a huge case of déjà vu. It was almost like she was watching herself standing in a grave yard with Kai slowly walking around her. Maybe she had dreamt this before and just couldn't remember it or maybe it had to do with the spell she cast earlier, and this was just some type of weird side effect. Whatever it may be, she really didn't want to be in a conversation right now with Kai of all people.

"When I shot you with that crossbow, I didn't mean it." He continued. "But in all faireness, you did stab me with an axe. Okay, so that's beside the point." She watched as he took a deep breath. "Bonnie Sheila Bennett, I am sorry for hurting you. Let's let bygones be bygones."

Like she hadn't heard that before.

"Bygones? Really? You want bygones after you shot me with a crossbow, drained some of my magic when I had to figure out how to get us out of the prison world, and then let's not forget that you attacked my friends and killed your brother?"

"I didn't drain your magic permanently, and the merge was either going to happen with him or Jo, and I didn't succeed in killing your friends. And plus, you left me there to rot. You have to admit, I've turned over a new leaf."

"Kai," She stood closer to him. He looked down at her and for a moment she could have sworn she saw him lick his lips. "You can take that bygones and shove it up your ass."

He grabbed her arm and pushed her back against the wall, cornering her in. Bonnie was about to retaliate but another image flashed through her again.

"You and I could be a true team; a power couple if you may."

When her eyes focused back on the ominous look Kai was giving her, before she could fathom anything else, Damon appeared, yanking Kai off of her and pushing him against the wall.

Damon's eyes found hers, even though he had a death grip on Kai.

"Are you okay?"

She nodded, but something didn't feel right. Whatever she kept seeing didn't feel like her mind was playing tricks on her. It felt real. It felt like this happened already and she was remembering something.

"Haven't I told you once to never lay a hand on her?"

We may be going through a bit of a disagreement, but don't ever lay a hand on her."

Bonnie recalled that day in 1994 when Damon did the exact same thing to Kai, when they got in a disagreement.

Kai disappeared before their eyes extracting a curse from Damon's lips.

Stupid invisible spell.

"Thank you." She didn't have to raise her voice for him to hear, due to his vampire hearing.

He responded in silence, and she wouldn't admit that the hard and menacing look in his eyes upset her.

"Damon?"

She tried to grab his hand, but he didn't allow it.

No sooner as he rejected her, she felt the moment Caroline left the building. When she realized where she was going, a small wave of relief passed through her. Her next destination would help out the plan tremendously.

With Damon still looking at her like he wanted to strangle her and lock her in a bell tower, she turned away from him, but not before pausing at the exit door.

"I'll be okay." She whispered; not needing to turn around and face him. Even though his face was hard and he was angry, he knew she still cared. Hopefully, when it was done, they could just put it all behind them.

Even Bonnie knew that was just wishful thinking.

Mystic Falls cemetery.

The last time Bonnie was at the Mystic Falls cemetery, it was New Year's Eve and she was drinking bottles of champagne with Caroline. And now she was back, standing next to the same blonde best friend, in front of Liz's tombstone. She didn't expect for an eerie sense of familiarity to wash over her, but she blamed it on the spell.

"You being here right now is not such a good idea."

The threat in Caroline's voice was not missed, but Bonnie continued to look forward.

"Just paying my respects."

"Cut the crap, Bonnie." she spat. "You're here because I killed someone; because I drained them dry. Because hearing their screams brought joy to my every being and I didn't even care."

"You're right; I am here because you killed someone. So, you know what's going to happen now that you did."

Caroline laughed. "You think I'm scared of you?"

"I know you are."

"Look at you. All that confidence. Where was all that when your boyfriend cheated on you with a ghost? And now the only guy that seems to want you is the doppelganger's leftovers?"

Bonnie knew exactly what Caroline was trying to do, and she'd be lying if she said a small ounce of her speech didn't stay hidden in her mind, but she had to do her best to ignore it.

"You're pathetic. You need to leave before I hurt you."

Bonnie didn't move a muscle, and Caroline used her vampire speed to stand in front of her and grasp onto her shoulders with a grip like steel.

"I said leave!" she yelled in her face.

"No!" Bonnie yelled back, gripping onto Caroline's shoulders and applying the same amount of pressure that was getting applied to her. Except the only difference was that Bonnie was using her magic to immobilize her, so, Caroline couldn't move even if she wanted too.

"Let me go."

"No." Bonnie could feel the power rising up as she mentally recited a spell, all the while talking to Caroline. "Your mother is dead. She's dead. And so is your father. You don't have any parents left. You'll never have those Christmas's together anymore… those birthday's with them. Nothing. They are never coming back."

"STOP IT!" She yelled; vampire face erect, even though she wasn't able to do anything.

"And it sucks." Bonnie's voice softened, all the while still concentrating on the mission at hand. "It's not fair. None of it… is fair. You didn't think that you would have to bury your parents so soon… or ever for that matter. You didn't think…."

"STOP!" She screamed. "You said…you said you all wouldn't come anywhere near me and you broke that promise. What did you expect me to do, Bonnie? I wasn't making an idle threat."

"You would have done it anyway! Caroline, you and I both know that you would have ended someone's life way before the year was up. Don't lie to me and say you wouldn't have."

"Let. Me. Go."

"No."

Bonnie knew the moment her eyes turned black; not because she could sense it, but because of the look on Caroline's face. The emotionless vampire was actually showing a hint of fear right now. And Bonnie could tell that she was terrified.

A slew of words escaped her mouth fluently in ancient Sumerian. They were leaving her lips so suddenly that Bonnie had almost no control over it. She could see and feel the veins appearing all over her skin. She could feel the blood escaping her nose… feel the shallow cuts appearing on her arms and legs. The energy that flowed through Bonnie was so intense; she wasn't sure how long she would be able to hold on before it worked. And she needed it to work.

A few more minutes passed by, and the moment she knew that her spell was completed, was the moment she release Caroline from her hold.

Caroline's eyes found hers for a split second and Bonnie could tell that she was fighting the urge between checking on her and not giving a shit. The latter obviously won as she turned around to speed away.

Only that didn't happen. Caroline didn't even get to move an inch, because she was now standing face to face with her mother.

Bonnie was successful in summoning Liz's spirit to the land of the living.

"What is this?" She heard her say as she looked between her and her mom. "Bonnie, what did you do?"

"I'm allowing you to get closure. Not many of us can get that." She then turned away from her as an unexplainable feeling of rage passed through her body. "You have seven minutes… use it wisely."

Bonnie left them to their mini reunion, and her insides were buzzing so bad, she literally felt like she was on fire; like acid was breaching through her cells.

Before she could make her way out of the grave yard, she ran into Stefan.

"Bonnie, are you…?"

She didn't let him finish his sentence. "Caroline's going to need you in about 8 minutes. I don't know if it helped. S-she could easily…." She paused for a moment, trying to get her thoughts together, and her speech corrected. For a moment all she could do was stare at the veins protruding out of Stefan's neck, and she wanted to slice through each one and watch the blood spill out from it. She instantly shook the thought away, feeling disgusted for even thinking that.

"She could still have her emotions turned off… " She continued, "And if that's the case… then… then just…leave her alone…"

"This was too much for you, Bonnie"

She began walking away, and only his vampire ears could hear.

"I know…"

She didn't know how long she had been walking, but when she fell to the ground, she screamed. Except what surprised her and scared her all the same was that her voice was nonexistent. Her throat was closing up and she felt like she couldn't breathe. This was too much power; this was literally too much power for anyone to bear…. especially for one who hadn't taken the proper procedures to learn it.

Necromancy wasn't a practice of magic to be played with. It wasn't one for the inexperienced. She knew that now. Damon was right. It was too soon to be using that kind of magic. She wasn't even anywhere close in her trainings, to open the dark arts books. They shouldn't have appeared to her yet.

She thought she was doing a good thing. She thought she was helping out her friend, and could just come to the terms that she had an addiction of helping others and putting herself last, and was going through a relapse. Granted, that was somewhat true, but her magic had picked up on something else that she so desperately tried to keep hidden.

Bonnie Bennett used that necromancy spell for herself. She wanted to know if she could perform a dark spell, before she was essentially ready, and kick ass at it. But, sadly, she was wrong, because it was kicking her ass. She could feel her own self struggling to remain encompassed in light, but the darkness was steadily breaching through her walls. And if it won… if Damon wasn't able to help her, she would succumb to it, and destroy herself.

Struggling to stand up, another rush hit her forcefully, almost knocking her back down to the ground. When she could make out her surroundings, she noticed that she was now standing at the front door of the boardinghouse.

It was safe to say that she had teleported, but what was really strange was that she didn't feel the spinning she normally did or the need to vomit. Maybe the darkness was actually helping her in her control. It was helping her become stronger.

Bonnie stood there for a moment, eyes closed. The urge the kill was on high alert inside of her that she couldn't breathe. She wanted to feel someone's heart stop against her palm. And not because of a silly plan that resulted in bringing them back. No, she wanted the real deal. She wanted to watch as the life drained from someone's eyes. She wanted their last sight to be of her ripping the ones they cared about apart.

She wanted it all.

She almost yanked the door off its hinges when she forcefully opened it.

When she witnessed Damon and Elena standing before each other, as if they were about to kiss, violent, uncontrollable anger swam through her even more.

Damon's voice saying her name, barely registered before she outreached her arm, using her magic to snap Elena's neck. Her head twisted around so hard that she was surprised it didn't pop off.

She watched when as the doppelganger fell to the ground and for some reason that made her feel better. The taste of death was on the tip of her tongue and it felt exhilarating. She wanted more.

Before her eyes could even connect with Damon's, he was standing in front of her, latching onto her neck with his fangs. She could feel all the energy being ripped away and her air supply shortening.

And before she could fully register anything else, everything went dark.

Present time

As Damon continued to drain her blood, flashes of past moments instantly repeated through his mind.

I'm not gonna make it, but you are.

Damon, No!

Damon, He's trying to kill me.

I'm not gonna make it, but you are.

Damon, No!

But you are

No!

But you are.

When he snapped out of it, he felt her go still in his arms. He removed his fangs from her throat and watched as the blood continued to seep out of the bite marks on her throat; bite marks he caused among her. It took him no more than five seconds to bite into his wrist and let his blood flow down her throat.

When he felt like she had enough, and could hear her heart beat getting a little stronger, he removed his arm, took her outside to his car, and placed her in the passenger seat.

He had never hit the gas so hard in his, as he left the boardinghouse. To say he was pissed off and filled with unexplainable amount of rage was an understatement. For Bonnie to even ask him to do what he just did in there and think that they would be okay after this, went beyond him. He could strangle her to death right now with how he was feeling.

The conversation they had earlier today at her Gram's house, after they found out about Caroline, replayed in his mind.

"Bonnie, what is this?" Damon asked, after they walked through the front doors and into the kitchen. He watched as she made a grimoire appear from thin air that he had never seen before.

"It's what I was talking to you about in the car. With this book, I will be able to access necromancy and bring Sheriff Forbes back from the dead. Well, technically it will just be her spirit and it's only for a short time, but it'll give Caroline the closure that she needs and maybe she'll…"

"Maybe she'll what?" He cut her off from talking even crazier. "Turn her humanity back on? Who cares?"

"I care."

"Then stop." He deadpanned. "I'm not stupid. Necromancy is dark magic and that's a dark arts grimoire. How the hell did you get it?"

"It appeared here earlier this week. Which means I have the power to use it."

He could tell by her tone and her facial features that she was getting annoyed. But, hell, he was annoyed too.

"Look, Bonnie, Bon-Bon, you practicing and becoming one with your magic is great and all, but not at the expense of you going overboard and it killing you. You know what happened last time you used dark magic? Oh, I'll tell you, you didn't live through it. And now that the other side is gone, dead means dead."

"It's not going to kill me."

Either she was just a horrible liar or he was just that good at reading her.

"You've never done this before, so how do you know?"

"Because I know myself." She took out a pot from the fridge and when she opened it, the smell would have made bile rise up out of him if he were human. "This is a potion that I've been working on. It still needs a few more days to set, but if I not only use some of my blood but a bit of yours, it should be ready and work fine, then I'll drink some of …."

"Should?" He cut her off again. "I'm not basing your life on should's and maybe's. Bonnie this is dark magic; you're not ready for this yet. You don't even know what's going to happen!"

He watched as she took out a knife and nipped her finger, allowing her blood to fall into the pot. She then handed the knife to him.

"Damon, our connection is the strongest thing I've ever felt in my life. It even goes pass what I felt with expression, and that literally killed me." When he took the knife, with no intentions of using it, she kept talking. "Now, there is only one tiny consequence that you'll be able to help me with. It says that someone inexperienced, if able to complete it, will be more likely to embrace a darker side." He knew she was trying to make it sound less awful that it really was. "So, when I'm done with Caroline, I should be able to make it back here just in time to not harm anyone. I'm going to need you to drain my blood to where I'm close to death and then feed me your blood. And then I'll be back to normal and it'll be like nothing ever happened."

"I'm not doing this."

She stopped and looked at him. "Damon…"

"No, Bonnie, I'm not doing this. You not only want me to let you consume magic that could kill you! You want me to actually kill you. Have you lost your damn mind?"

"It won't kill me and neither will you."

With the rate they were going right now, he might as well just end her life since she was so quick to give it up.

"You want to raise Liz's spirit because her daughter turned off her humanity? So what? Caroline could kill an army and it still wouldn't make her any worse than me or Stefan. You promised… you promised that you weren't going to do shit like this again. You promised that you doing magic was for you and you alone. And the first sign of a friend in distress you go against your word. This isn't even a big deal. Why are you being so fucking stupid?"

He saw the moment the pain etched on her face and saw the exact moment she tried to brush it off. She wasn't a big fan of confrontation, but when her mind was set it was set. She was just like him on the latter.

"I know what I said," She stated calmly. "And I get why you would be upset, but I can do this. Yes, there's tiny consequence, but I'm not just practicing my magic to continue to float feathers and not doing anything with it, Damon. I have to take risks and I have to push myself...…"

"For everyone but yourself!" He yelled at her. He was mad as hell that she wasn't getting it. "You're being an idiot. Why can't you get that through your head?"

"Then let me be an idiot!"

The defiance in both of their eyes wasn't going to extract from either of them. And after Damon decided hesitantly to bite into his wrist and let the blood drop into her pot of roadkill, he watched as she drank some of the concoction.

She scrunched up her face, because he figured the taste was worse than it smelled.

And after she recited a spell in ancient Sumerian, she looked at him. "We're going to need a target… just in case I can't control my anger before you…"

He left her standing in the kitchen alone before she finished her sentence.

Damon remembered her walking after him, where more yelling happened, resulting in him punching through the wall in the hallway. If Gram's was alive she would have roasted him on an open fire.

The target she needed ended up being Elena. He was going to pretend to flirt with her… even come as close to kissing her, so she would take out her anger on her instead of him, since he was the only one able to bring her back.

So, after he informed Stefan of Bonnie's ridiculous plan, he found Elena at the rave, told her they needed to talk, she flirted with him the whole way to his place, and when she leaned in for a kiss in his living room, Bonnie burst through the door just in time.

He just hated what he had to do next.

He glanced at her one more time, as she slept soundly in the passenger seat beside him. He was grateful that her heat rate was growing steadier, but he couldn't help but feel slightly broken. Bonnie could have died tonight and by his hand. It took a quite a while for him to not picture her getting shot by an arrow in the prison world, but now he had to have the visions haunt him every night of him draining her until she was a corpse.

How could she put him through this? Was he not that important to her as he thought he was? Those questions were running repetitively through his mind as he drove past the Now Leaving Mystic Falls sign. He was taking her out of this town and out of this state. She wasn't going to constantly put her life on the line for anyone ever again.

And he had no intention of coming back.

A/N: Thank you all for reading! What did you all think?

This is a pretty long author's note, but I feel like I need to explain a little more of what happened in this chapter.

It looks like Bonnie's sole purpose of using the Necromancy spell was to help turn Caroline's humanity back on. That was a small part, and the only part Damon knows. But, that wasn't her main reason of using the spell. She wanted to see if she was able to perform such an intense spell in a short amount of time without much training to guide her. We got to see her explain a little bit of that in this chapter, but we'll fully go right into it in the next chapter. In a sense she was using Caroline as a bit of an excuse. She felt she could kill 2 birds with one stone (is that how the saying goes?)

The journey I'm trying to take with Bonnie is that in all intention she wants to do for herself, she wants to become one with her magic, but she has flaws. And it's crazy that with her, one of her flaws is being a martyr too much. She's prone to have relapses. And I think its a great thing to fully dive into everything that makes Bonnie. To go threw her flaws, to go through her back tracking sometimes, that her patience with magic can run a little thin when she really wants something done.

So, don't think this is Bonnie being the punching bag to her friend's and always coming to their rescue again, I plan on making this a long story (even when the show is done with season 6). She and Damon have a lot to talk about especially when he finds out that the necromancy spell was more so a power high that could have caused way more damage. He's not taking that too well.

And yes, she is remembering parts of her dream of Kai, but she still doesn't know what it fully means or that it was something that actually happened.

Sorry for the long author's note, but I just wanted to make everything clear. I really do hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please review. =)