AN: ENJOY!

Bonnie and Damon came home on Christmas Eve morning. Surprisingly, both Stefan and Lexi were already up and downstairs when they got there, when the two usually didn't roll out of bed until sometime after twelve. It didn't escape Bonnie's notice how Lexi looked her up and down when they walked into the living room.

"You're back…so how did things go at the cabin?" Stefan asked from his seat on the sofa, lowering the newspaper he'd been reading, his eyes going from his brother to Bonnie and back again.

Bonnie had been in the middle of taking off her coat when her movements halted at his seemingly innocent question, her face heating up in a blush.

Damon, who was standing at her side, reached out and helped her off with the coat and then leaned in to kiss her temple.

"Good…things went good." He said, placing Bonnie's coat on the sofa before walking over to the bar.

Stefan's eyes went to the silent girl who was overwhelmingly drenched in his brother's scent which could mean only one thing.

"So what all did you two do up there, Bonnie?" He asked on purpose, not being able to help himself.

But at least he didn't smirk when he asked her, giving himself a pat on the back for his maturity.

The young Salvatore could be a real asshole when he wanted to be, just like his older brother.

Bonnie looked at Stefan and got the feeling he was trying to bait her in some way but she didn't understand why he would, so she chalked it up to her being sensitive over what happened between her and Damon.

The girl cleared her throat, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "We went fishing and hiked…and Damon taught me how to shoot."

Stefan's eyebrows rose. "Oh really?" He looked at his brother who was pouring himself a drink. "And could she handle your gun Damon?"

Glaring blue eyes snapped to the asshole sitting on the sofa grinning. "She did just fine…now mind your fucking business."

Stefan raised his hands in mock alarm. "Whoa, what's with the hostility brother? I was only asking a question. I would think after your trip you'd be more agreeable, so what happened… you didn't reach the mountaintop when you two were hiking?"

If Bonnie hadn't been in the room, Damon would have thrown his drink at Stefan's head. Little fucker.

Bonnie was young but she wasn't stupid and having been with Damon, she'd gotten a crash course in sexual innuendo. It was very clear that Stefan knew about what happened between her and Damon up at the cabin and now he was openly making fun of her thinking that it was going over her head.

Think again.

But it wasn't Stefan that she was looking at with angry, hurt filled eyes; it was Damon. Fuck Stefan and his shady ass innuendos, but what she didn't understand was why would Damon tell him something so personal and private?

The blue eyed vamp felt Bonnie looking at him and turned his head from Stefan, putting down his glass when he saw her face.

"I can't believe you." She said, shaking her head with a look of betrayal on her face.

Damon looked at her, confusion evident on his gorgeous face.

Bonnie felt humiliated. She angrily grabbed her coat off the sofa and turned her back on him, leaving the room.

Damon looked at Stefan and saw the guilty look on his face. The caramel haired vamp having picked up on some of Bonnie's thoughts before she closed her mind to him. "Oops."

Bonnie needed to get out of that house and did so, walking out of the front door.

She was about to put on her coat when it was snatched out of her hands by Damon.

"Where the fuck are you going?" He said, getting in her face.

The angry girl pushed him. "I'm getting the fuck away from you! Now give me my coat you asshole!" She screamed, trying to snatch it out of his hand but he moved it out of reach.

Damon didn't understand why she was all of a sudden mad at him. What the fuck did he do?

"What is wrong with you…why are you acting crazy?!"

Oh, so now she was the crazy one?! He was one to talk!

Bonnie pushed him again because she was so mad that she could kill him, but she used her words instead.

"You are such a child you know that…you may have a big dick between your legs but inside you're still a little boy."

She leaned into him. "What happens between us shouldn't be anyone else's business!" She hissed.

"But you just had to go and tell your idiot brother about me not being able to handle your gun." She made air quotes.

"And now he's got jokes and shit, making fun of me…I can't believe you told him, Damon…that was only supposed to be between us." She said with her voice ending with a slight break to it, revealing her hurt.

Ah fuck, Damon cursed inside his head.

He was going to break both of Stefan's fucking legs for this.

How was he supposed to tell Bonnie that he didn't tell Stefan shit about what happened; that he'd pick up on everything because he was a vampire, having used his supernatural abilities to know what was going on?

Damon handed Bonnie back her coat and the girl blinked in surprise but took it, quietly slipping it on and buttoning up the front.

His tone was no longer argumentative, but contrite. "You're right…what goes on between us is no one else's business. I shouldn't have told him…I don't know what I was thinking. It'll never happen again." He said, taking the blame even though he hadn't done anything wrong for once.

Bonnie looked up at him, wanting to stay mad but couldn't because she could hear the sincerity in his voice.

She looked away from him, kind of hating herself right now for being weak and letting him off the hook so easily. She shook her head. "You make me so angry."

Damon stepped into her personal space. "But you love me."

"And you do a lot of fucked up shit."

"But you still love me." He said, sweeping her bangs to the side with his fingertips.

She finally turned back to look at him. "And in spite of it all, yes… I still love you." She said softly and then swallowed hard at the look in his eyes.

He reached out and touched her face. "Not as much as I love you."

It'd been two days now since he took her virginity and they hadn't tried again, though he desperately wanted to, but the thought of pressuring her in the slightest way left a bad taste in Damon's mouth because he knew she had to be really hurting that night in order to ask him to stop.

Because even though she was a petite little thing, his Bonnie was no weakling.

When Damon thought about that night, which was often, he knew that it was only his love for Bonnie that gave him the strength to be able to pull out of her body the way he did, otherwise he never would have been able to do it.

But, after having been inside of her, there was no way he could ever go back to not being able to.

Damon had only had Bonnie once and she was already his addiction. She truly was the sweetest drug.

Bonnie stepped back from his hand. "Someone could be watching Damon." She reminded him, but also retreated because of the hunger she'd seen in his eyes.

He wanted her and though she loved Damon, the thought of being with him again so soon, especially when she was still sore, left her feeling slightly panicked.

They were standing outside in the front yard.

The vampire dropped his hand, having gotten used to touching her out in the open when they were at the cabin.

"Then let's go back inside."

Bonnie's jaw slightly tensed, but then she exhaled softly. "Fine… but I swear Damon, if Stefan throws the slightest shade my way I'm going to punch him in his face and I mean it."

And he'd hold Stefan down for her to do it.

When Damon and Bonnie had gotten back to town earlier that morning the first thing they did was swing by to pick up Jamie. But when they got to the house Mrs. Donovan told Bonnie that Matt and Vickie had taken him to the Christmas parade in the neighboring town and that they wouldn't be back until sometime that afternoon.

Bonnie had thanked Mrs. Donovan for letting Jamie stay there and walked back to Damon's car with a slight sadness to her. When they were little their parents used to take them every year to that same parade and they would sing Christmas carols while driving in the car with only their mother being able to carry a tone while the rest of them sang off key.

Bonnie sat behind the coffee table on her knees on the living room floor and wrapped Jamie's Christmas gifts while the boy was gone.

She'd went overboard with the gifts, not realizing that she was over compensating because it was just the two of them now.

A while back, Damon had opened up a bank account for them so that Bonnie would have access to the monies her and Jamie had received from the insurance company, along with their monthly checks from Social Security.

Bonnie never had to withdraw money from the account because Damon took care of everything, but it was Christmas and she didn't want to have to ask Damon for money to buy gifts for her brother when she had the means to do it herself.

The said vampire walked into the living room carrying three more presents.

"I thought since you were already wrapping gifts, you might as well wrap these too." He smirked, sitting the presents down with all the others.

Bonnie looked up from taping the ends together to the wrapped gift in front of her. "What's in there?" She asked, nodding her head to the one gift that was in a box.

Damon smiled excitedly and grabbed the box from underneath the football and iPad he'd gotten Jamie, opening it like it was his Christmas gift.

"You got him a leather jacket?" She said from the floor.

"Yeah...isn't it great!" He said, turning the jacket around so that she could see the back. "It's just like mine…Jamie is going to freak out when he sees this!"

Stefan and Lexi looked at him with stunned expressions on their faces, not believing that this was Damon Salvatore in front of them.

Bonnie smiled at his excitement. "I think you're right…he's going to love it."

"I know." He smiled, feeling the leather between his fingers and then he suddenly threw the jacket at Bonnie. "Now make sure you wrap my presents really nice."

Bonnie caught the jacket before it could hit her in the face and she glared at him. Jerk.

Damon smirked as he walked to the bar.

She rolled her eyes, but then really looked at the jacket and noticed its high quality. This leather jacket in her hands cost more than all the gifts put together that she'd bought for Jamie and then some.

"Now I can hardly wait to see my Christmas gift from you, brother…am I getting a leather jacket too?" Stefan asked, plopping down on the sofa across from where Bonnie sat on the floor.

Damon glanced up at Stefan, bugging his pretty blue eyes. "Better." He breathed out.

The younger Salvatore sat forward, intrigued. "Oh yeah, what?"

"I'll give you a hint." Damon reached out and picked up an empty bottle of Bourbon that Stefan and Lexi had drunk while he was away but had yet to replace.

"What's in here?"

Stefan frowned. "Nothing."

"Exactly."

Bonnie bust out laughing.

Stefan turned glaring eyes on her, but Bonnie wasn't fazed and gave him the finger to prove it as she laughed in his face which caused Damon to smile.

"Keep that up little girl and I'll bite it off." He said, snapping his jaws together like a crocodile.

Lexi, who'd been uncharacteristically quiet all morning because she'd reached the same conclusion as Stefan when Bonnie walked into the living room reeking of Damon was feeling some type of way by this latest development in the couple's relationship.

So, Damon had finally fucked the young girl. It took him long enough.

And even if Bonnie hadn't walked in with his scent embedded all over her, Lexi would have still known just by the way he was looking at her. The fucker couldn't keep his eyes, let alone his hands off her, the blonde vampire thought bitterly.

She finally spoke, joining in on the conversation. "Be careful with the threats, Stef…you know how Damon can get over his possessions."

All playfulness left Bonnie's pretty face as she looked at the blonde sitting with her long legs thrown over the plush leather arm chair with a small candy cane hanging from her ruby red lips.

"Possession? Do I look like one of his cars or motorcycles, Lexi?"

"Well, doesn't he now ride you like he rides them, Bonnie?" She said, cocking her blonde head to the side as she sucked on the sweet tasting candy in her mouth.

Bonnie's face and neck heated up with embarrassment but she would be damned if she'd let Lexi get to her.

If that hateful bitch could hit below the belt and go there, then Bonnie would go there with her.

"No Lexi…I ride him." She said out of nowhere, shocking the fuck out of everyone in the room, including Damon whose mouth dropped when she said that.

But it did the trick. The blonde vamp couldn't say shit, having lost her tongue.

And Bonnie wasn't sorry either. She didn't like Lexi and knew the feeling was mutual, but this was the first time that the blonde had outrightly come for her.

Lexi got up from her seat and left the room before she did something stupid, like go for the little bitch's throat.

"Well done little grasshopper." Stefan said raising the glass in his hand and giving Bonnie a wink.

The girl felt Damon come up from behind and sit directly behind her on the sofa; he spread his legs, so now she was sitting between them. Bonnie tried to ignore feeling embarrassed by the bald face lie she'd just told in front of him and went back to wrapping Jamie's gifts.

Damon placed his hands on her shoulders and began to massage out the tension he knew was there.

Bonnie swallowed hard, not saying anything.

Stefan took in the scene before him and decided it was time to take his leave as well, leaving the couple alone in the living room.

"You're really tight." He said, applying just a tad more pressure to her shoulders. "You shouldn't let that bitch get to you. She's just jealous."

"I know."

"So why did you stoop to her level?"

"Because I felt like it."

Damon smiled.

He continued to massage her shoulders.

He spoke after a moment. "I can't believe you said that."

"Me neither…it just sort of came out."

Damon chuckled. "Did you see her face?"

Bonnie smiled. "Yeah, it was the best."

When Jamie came home it changed the whole mood of the house. The Christmas tree lights were now turned on and the Jackson Five version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town played as he and Bonnie baked cookies in the kitchen.

"Did you have fun at the parade?" Bonnie asked as she placed scoops of cookie dough onto the baking sheet.

Jamie pulled his finger out of his mouth, having tasted the batter out of the bowl. "Yes, but it was better when we were little though."

Bonnie gasped, staring at him. "You remember that?"

The boy nodded his head. "I remember we would sing Christmas carols in the car and daddy would put me on his shoulders so I could see the parade go by and we would take turns drinking hot chocolate from that ugly thermos that momma bought at Wal-Mart. And I remember that one time you cried when momma made you take a picture with Santa Claus because you were afraid of him."

Bonnie had tears in her eyes. "Y-Yeah…that's right." She said somewhat strangled. "Excuse me." She said, leaving the kitchen.

Damon watched her go, a lump forming inside his throat that he swallowed down. "Stef, help Jamie with the rest of the cookies." He said, leaving the room.

The youngest Salvatore nodded his head and took Bonnie's place behind the counter. "Come on Jamie, let's put these bad boys into the oven."

The vampire followed Bonnie's scent and found her in the library standing by the window."

"You okay baby?" He asked softly from behind her.

He watched the girl quickly reach up and wipe her tears away, clearing her throat. "Yeah…I'm fine."

"No you're not." He said, gently taking her elbow and pulling her into his arms. He lightly squeezed the back of her neck as he held her against him.

"I miss them so much Damon." She said quietly against his chest, a tear slipping from her eye.

He ran his hand soothingly up and down her back. "I know baby." He said, kissing the top of her head.

For the rest of that evening Damon made it a point to keep a smile on Bonnie's face and he succeeded with Stefan's help. They ate cookies and played games and ignored Lexi who sat with a sour face and a drink in her hands. Jamie kept trying to make her apart of things but even his sweetness couldn't sway the blonde's bitter heart.

That night, Damon and Bonnie exchanged Christmas gifts while sitting Indian style across from each other on top of her bed. It had just struck midnight, officially Christmas Day.

"You go first." Damon said, smiling at her excitedly. "You're totally going to piss your pants…I just know it."

Bonnie laughed at him, shaking her head. "I highly doubt that." She said, tearing off the wrapping paper and looking up at him. She opened the box and slightly frowned until she realized what it was.

The girl gasped, her hand going to her fast beating heart because inside the long slim box was three tickets to Comic Con for the Thor 3 Panel.

It was no secret that Bonnie Bennett wanted Chris Hemsworth to be her baby daddy. He was her favorite movie star and she went to go see all his movies and then turned around and bought the Dvds when they came out.

"Oh my god Damon…is this for real? Am I actually going to see my baby daddy live and in person?!"

Damon laughed, nodding his head yes.

Bonnie screamed, jumping up and down on the bed and then she attacked Damon, throwing herself against him so forcefully that the two of them fell onto the bed.

"Oh my god Damon I can't believe you did this…you're the best!" She said hugging him.

He laughed, feeling really good inside. This had to be the best Christmas he'd ever had. He had everything that he wanted right in his arms.

Bonnie suddenly pulled away and jumped off the bed.

Damon sat up on his elbows. "Hey, where you going?"

"I gotta pee!" She said running to the bathroom and he laughed, dropping back down to the bed.

A few minutes later, it was Damon's turn to open his gift from Bonnie. She was so nervous, not sure if she'd gotten the right thing for him, especially after his perfect gift for her.

Bonnie had found it really difficult to shop for Damon because he had everything. So she had to think really hard and then finally she thought of something.

The girl bit her bottom lip as Damon tore off the wrapping paper. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest when he finally opened the box.

She couldn't see his eyes because they were staring down at her gift, but she did see his Adam's apple bob up and down.

Damon was quiet for so long that Bonnie felt a stab of disappointment. She swallowed hard. "It's okay if you don't like it…I don't know what I was thinking when I bought it…it's just that Stefan told me that you used to spend hours sketching and drawing when you were a kid, but that you stopped…and I thought…and I thought…I don't know what I thought." She said, twisting her fingers in her lap.

Damon looked down at the high quality sketchbook and pencils. At one time in his life this was all that he cared about. He was going to be an artist. And he and Emily were going to run away to Paris, France where they could be free to love each other and raise a family and he would support them by selling his drawings.

Oh how young and naïve he'd been then, Damon thought to himself as he stared down at his gift from Bonnie.

But then life happened, destroying all of his plans.

His father found out about him and Emily and he sold her away. And not long after that he'd been turned into a vampire. And at that point, all he cared about was blood.

Damon never picked up a pencil to sketch or draw again. That part of his life was over.

He swallowed hard, removing the sketchbook and pencils from the box. He pulled back the cover of the sketchbook, revealing pristine white paper and took a pencil from the pouch.

Bonnie had been looking down at her hands in her lap when he tilted up her chin.

"Don't move." He said, as he began to draw her.

Christmas Morning…

Jamie wore his new leather jacket over his pajamas even though there was a fire going in the living room and a light film of sweat peppered his brow; he wasn't taking it off for nothing. The jacket by far being his favorite present.

The living room floor was scattered with torn gift wrapping paper and presents were everywhere, the majority of them being Jamie's. The boy had really racked up big time with the gifts this year, but he was a good kid, so he deserved to be spoiled this one time.

Bonnie sat on the floor dressed in her pajamas as well, busy eating cookies and milk. So what if it was ten o'clock in the morning. It was Christmas.

Damon was kidding when he said that he didn't get Stefan anything for Christmas, and Bonnie got to watch as the two brothers exchanged gifts.

Damon got Stefan some first edition book of poetry by some famous dead French author and Stefan had gotten Damon some kind of antique Samurai sword. At first Bonnie thought they were joking with each other; that they were gag gifts, but they weren't.

It was the strangest thing because the gifts seemed so old fashion and out of place, not like the two brothers at all.

Luckily, Lexi decided not to come downstairs and everyone was secretly glad, being able to enjoy Christmas morning without her putting a damper on things.

"It looks like there's one more gift left under the tree." Damon said, reaching to get it.

He and his brother exchanged knowing smiles.

Bonnie assumed that it was another gift for Jamie so she wasn't paying much attention, enjoying her Christmas treat as she dipped the delicious peanut butter cookie into the glass of milk and taking a big bite.

Damon placed the huge box in front of her face and she looked up at him as he stood over her. "For me?" She said with a mouth full of cookie and eyes wide.

"Yes, for you." He said muffling his voice so that he sounded like her.

Bonnie put her cookie on the plate and sat down her milk next to it, taking the large box from Damon's hands.

She opened it, taking out the paper only to find more paper and then more paper.

The girl looked up at Damon in confusion. "There's nothing in here."

He nodded. "Just keep looking."

Bonnie sighed and removed the last of the rolled up stuffing paper and saw a card at the bottom of the box. She frowned, getting it out and looked back up at Damon who was smiling like an idiot.

"Seriously? Why did I have to go through all that…why not just give me the card?"

"It was for dramatic effect…now read the fucking card."

But Bonnie got sidetracked by his use of profanity. "Why do you always have to cuss?" She said, shaking her head in exasperation and laying the card down against her leg instead of reading it like he told her. "I mean seriously, its Christmas…leave it to you Damon to throw F-bombs on Jesus' birthday."

Stefan chuckled, finding this hilarious for some reason. He really liked this girl.

Damon getting frustrated with her wasting time, snatched the card from her hand and opened it up, putting it in her face. "READ IT."

She glared at him and then snatched the card out of his hand, reading it.

"It says, go outside…you happy now, I read it!" She said, dropping the card down on the coffee table next to her plate of cookies, not getting that she was supposed to do as it said, having been rubbed the wrong way by how he was acting.

Damon gritted his teeth. This was not how things were supposed to go, but leave it to Bonnie to make shit difficult for him even when he was trying to be sweet.

Stefan stepped in. "Excuse me… I really hate to interrupt but Bonnie could I please have a word with you? It'll only take a moment."

"Sure Stefan, since you asked so nicely." She said, glaring at Damon.

The older Salvatore rolled his eyes.

"Jamie, can you please go get me some more milk?" She said handing the boy her almost empty glass.

He took it and left the room.

Bonnie followed Stefan who led her outside and that's when she saw the shiny, brand new red and black Mini Cooper parked in the driveway with a big red bow around it and that's when everything dawned on her.

She was such an idiot!

Damon was trying to surprise her and she'd totally ruined it.

Bonnie looked at Stefan. "He said that he bought it because it was tiny like you."

"I'm such a fucking idiot." She said, covering her face.

Stefan nodded. "Yeah, you are and you just cussed on Jesus' birthday."

Bonnie side eyed him but then they both laughed. She shoved his shoulder playfully before going back inside the house.

Damon was cleaning up the living room, picking up all the discarded wrapping paper.

Bonnie stood behind him, feeling like a jerk. "I'm sorry for ruining your lovely surprise, Damon. The car is beautiful and I love it. Thank you."

He finally turned around. "Whatever Bonnie." He said, trying to sidestep her, but she blocked him, taking the paper from his hands and laying it aside.

"Look, I was an idiot okay…I messed up. But don't I always forgive you when you're an idiot and mess up, so now it's your turn to forgive me like I'm always forgiving you."

And there it was, her making things difficult for him. He couldn't even pout and hold a grudge like he wanted to.

She could be so frustrating sometimes, and if it wasn't for him always wanting to hold and kiss her, he'd want to kill her!

Damon shook his head, trying to clear his mind. "You make me so crazy."

Bonnie gave Damon a taste of his own medicine and stepped into his personal space. "But you love me."

Oh so now she was trying to flip the script on him.

The vampire rolled his eyes. "And you're a little copycat."

"But you still love me." Bonnie said, leaning up and kissing the corner of his mouth, putting her arms around his neck.

The blue eyed vampire tried to resist her but it didn't last long, not even thirty seconds in and he was wrapping his strong arms around her petite frame and pulling her flush against him.

Damon sighed into her hair, closing his eyes. "You make me so weak."

At his admission, a calmness settled over Bonnie. "Good... then that makes us even."