Damon was itching to go. He hated not being by Bonnie's side. Resented the fact that he couldn't physically have her back so he did the next best thing. Left his baby at the nearest gas station and got close enough to the woods where he could hear the barest whisper of her voice. She was talking to Stefan on the phone. He couldn't hear what his brother had to say but assumed it was in line with the planning they had done the night before, after he had left. He probably should have stuck around for that but being in the room with Bonnie and not being alone with her had been troublesome. Three times he had nearly yelled for everyone but his little witch to get the hell out of his house so he could talk to her. Maybe molest her. When she volunteered to put her life on the line as she always did it locked his heart in a vice. His feelings for her were bothersome. But also simplistic in the most beautiful way. There was no sire bond between them, no prior Stefan conflicted love, no people wearing her face that he had history with. He had never slept with her mom. She was ideally the perfect choice for a lack of that chaos. He had always believed the conflict made things spicier, real, better, epic. He hadn't realized how very epic it was just to share moments of silence with her, not needing to fill the moment with hurried lust or a spout of obsessed verabage. It had to be boring living everyday life like mortals right? Then why had it felt like every sparing wit session was life pure and true, every quiet moment passed like breathing, a sweet necessity. And the night he spent being wrapped up in her? It surpassed every ideal of just how good drowning not just in, but with someone could be?
He knew Bonnie thought it was just one night. At first he had also lied to himself about it being the same. What a joke. She was in his blood. In his heart.
He didn't want to think too hard on that, on the connotations of what it meant for his future.
His thoughts pulled back to the now, to her leaving a message on Caroline's phone about how much of a jerk he was. Her feisty grouching brought a smile to his face. There was a long pause of silence before he heard her speak again.
"You don't happen to have a car do you? It's been a really bad night and I could use a ride." There was a wispy quality to her voice but no traces of fear. Damon listened more intently. It wouldn't do to scare some poor bystander who happened into their trap. Bonnie would just chew him for it later. He didn't hear a response from the second person.
"What are you?" Her speech was sluggish. Damon took off in her direction in a heartbeat. Moments after running toward her, he heard her babble some gurgled Latin. Heard a man's tortured curse of "Witch." And knew his Bonnie was sharing her bad-assness with someone. The humor fell away as the flow of rest of the conversation fell on his ears. Adrenalin pushed away the naughty cocooning fragrance as Damon neared Bonnie's heartbeat. After the initial breath Damon held off taking in more air.
Making it to the location, fear ate at his core. In a blink Damon's sight took in Bonnie lying unconscious in front of a crouching blond haired man who spoke like a woman. The guy had a moment long enough to nick the side of her neck and state that he needed "Just one taste but I'm going to drain you to be sure. However, you're too pretty to mutilate like the others." before he bulldozed the stranger away from Bonnie and into the nearest tree. The idiot had the nerve to lick Bonnie's blood off his finger. To Damon's disbelief he became a she who looked very similar to Bonnie.
"What the hell?" tumbled out of Damon's mouth.
"I know you like what you see. I can be everything she was and more. Well except for the witch part. I had no idea I'd have a vampire boyfriend in this body."
"What body? You look a lot like her but you aren't her. Your darker, your hair is longer your voice is off. If you were trying to duplicate Bonnie you failed." Caroline spoke from over the very pissed off vampire's shoulder.
"Nice of you to join us Blondie." Damon growled.
"Sorry but the smell knocked me down for a sec. Stefan heard me fall so he came and carried me out of 'Cone of Smelly' until I could get my bearings."
Before Damon could begin shredding his brother over his lack of coming to rescue Bonnie, the captive spoke.
"Wait. You mean I look like me? I'm me! I'm back to being me. But it won't last unless I drain her blood! Get off me."
"She's stronger than she looks." Damon grunted under her struggles.
"It's because I'm hyped up on your precious Bonnie's magic. She's going to die anyway. I drained her health and her magic. You might as well save me. I could be a lot of fun."
"She's a different kind of Vampire Damon." Stefan said, having taken Caroline spot beside his brother while the blond held Bonnie close to her, trying to feed her some blood.
"Yeh but I bet she can die the same way." He plowed the wooden stake Stefan slapped into his open palm through the heart of the would be Bonnie. They watched as she flailed and screamed before turning into a gritty dust that piled up on the ground below where she had been forced against the tree.
Seeing Bonnie, excess blood gleaming unswallowed on her lips, body flopped against Caroline much like a child carried a rag doll, twisted Damon's insides in knots. He pulled his little witch from a reluctant Caroline who had tears pouring from her eyes like a sieve.
"She's breathing but barely. She's icy, like she's been next to an iceberg for hours. I hoped when you took out that thing her powers and life would come flooding back but it hasn't. What…What if this is really it?" Caroline pause on a hiccup. Stefan pulled her to him and tugged her away.
"Don't do this to me again Bonnie. How many times are you going to make me chase you? Make me bring you back."
Bonnie woke up naked on a cloud of white. Heat surrounded her from head to toe. Who knew clouds could spoon you in heaven. Who knew witches ended up in heaven. Moving her body into a stretch she felt a shot of pain rush from head to toe. "Definitely not heaven." She mumbled.
"That's not something I have ever heard a girl say in my bed before." Damon teasingly muttered while curling up tighter around her body again, his noticeable male hardness pressing against the curve of her posterior.
How could she have forgotten the second time of getting naked and ending up in bed with an equally naked Damon? She peeped her eyes open and took in the room. Two of the four candles her grams had given her were lit in two of the four corner she could spy without moving too much.
"I heard her. I heard Bonnie Stefan."
The excited voice was the only warning before Caroline bust through the door, eyes scanning for the open eyes of her best friend. When the green orbs also searched back for her, the perky vamp let loose a squeal and plunged herself onto the bed.
Bonnie giggled through the pain. Caroline soon notice there were two very nude people hiding under the covers. She scrambled away as quick as she could without using vamp speed.
"Gross Damon, I know you said you were going to warm her up but you didn't need to go so far as to strip down with her. You should have let her get conscious. So she could turn you down. I like the redecorating. Kudos on the new bed. It's the same gargantuan size but I like the headboard and it sets a little higher. Wait why did you get a new bed when your old one was perfectly fi…" Stefan gave her arm a hard yank that propelled her out of the room.
"I'm sure Bonnie could use something to eat she's been asleep almost 48 hours." He closed the door with a soft click behind them.
Neither the witch nor vampire spoke for a moment.
"How long have you been in the bed with me?" It was easier to speak when she didn't have to look at him, didn't have to expose the feelings she was fiercely pushing down.
"Just about since we got you back here, you were nearly frozen." Damon's plaintive tone sounded behind her, sharing the worry he had felt while he waited to see if she would fight her way back.
"How did my candles get here?" She whispered.
"I remember you telling me about them, about how they relax and center you. I know you have a fondness for candles and thought subconsciously you might find them calling to you." Now his tone was rueful, the hard vampire had been caught being thoughtful.
"Damon?"
"Last question Bonnie. You need more sleep and then you need to eat."
"Why did you buy a new bed?"
His voice was so soft she had to strain to hear it. "I had hoped to share it with you, if I could talk you back into it. A place where no other woman had been before.
This isn't exactly what I had been thinking of."
** FYI I pushed two chapters because of the lack of Bamon. I wanted to kind of do a slice of life for the show, kind of the creature of the week centered on Bonnie. I always wanted to play around with the dynamics of the people on the show. I really want to see some Bonnie-Caroline friendship in the new season so I wrote a little of it here. Hope you still found the story entertaining. As always thank you all for your likes and comments. And to the one person who offered to Beta for me, thank you very much but once I finish a chapter I get too anxious to post it... I would have NO patience to submit it for fixing first. heh.