Part 4.3: Date Night with a Twist
Bonnie couldn't believe what Enzo was telling her. Her heart began to race and she felt like she couldn't breathe. She felt sick. He obviously noticed the change in her demeanour as he put his hands on her shoulders to steady her.
"How is he here?" She asked with panic on her face.
"I'll explain later, but we need to go. Wait here."
Bonnie stood there frozen. Just her luck. The one time she had the chance to truly enjoy some freedom after the last few years of isolation and it was ruined. The Armory had fucked up her life and now in a place miles away from all the drama she was at risk of being captured by them. She felt like giving up. But then, the person who had kept her going all this time returned to protect her again like he had been doing for so long.
"Don't panic..." Always the best way to start a sentence when speaking to someone who was panicking. "But we have a slight problem." Enzo informed her. "The only ways to get out of here are by going past the bar and he'll see us easily since the place isn't too big and it's not that full. This guy is over-friendly and knowing him he'll stop us to talk when he sees us. We can't risk waiting for him to disappear either."
"Can't you just vamp speed us out of here." She asked desperate to leave.
"I could… But using vamp speed around a bunch of people especially one who works for the Armory isn't exactly the best plan. If he spots us he'll be on the phone to Alex in a second, they'll finally have a lead and we'll be on the run." He explained.
Bonnie knew he was right. She'd prefer to be able to go back to the safety of the cabin and hide out there than to move from place to place to avoid being found.
"What do we do?" She needed him to tell her that he had a plan that ended with them safe and home within the next few hours.
Enzo looked around. They heard someone coming. He grabbed her by the waist and quickly crowded her in against the wall so that she wouldn't be seen if the person they were trying to escape from came by. After several seconds a woman walked past them making her way from the bathroom back to the bar. Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief. Enzo looked down at her pressing his forehead against hers. He could still smell her perfume and he was aware of how her curves fit against his body. As inappropriate as it was their physical closeness was a turn on despite the current dangerous circumstances. Bonnie gave him a look that said, are you serious right now? So he backed off. At least she was slightly calmer.
"Did the bathroom have windows?" He asked Bonnie.
"No." She answered.
Enzo scanned the area again. Their only other option was a door behind them and they had no idea what was in there. Enzo looked around again to make sure no one could see what they were doing and he tried the door. Locked of course, so with vamp strength he forced it open breaking the lock. He peeped inside to check what it was and if it was empty before taking Bonnie's hand and leading her inside the room with him. It was an office, thankfully with a window. Once they had stepped inside they both looked at the big desk in the room and then at each other. After a brief moment of sexual tension, as if reading each other's minds they said, "No," shaking their heads with a smile at the same time, indicating that this was definitely not a convenient time for an erotic interlude.
They walked over to the window and Enzo opened it. Luckily it was on the ground floor and opened sideways with enough room to get through without having to be a contortionist. He helped Bonnie putting his hand on her butt in the process.
"Do you have to right now?" She said with sarcasm and a little humour.
"Sorry love, it's the only way to get you out the window." He said with mock seriousness.
"Sure it is." She retorted as she continued through the small space landing safely on her feet outside.
Enzo followed. He took her hand and they began to walk. It was a quiet street with a few cars parked on the opposite side of the road. Suddenly they heard a door open. Bonnie jumped with surprise. Enzo's acquaintance from the Armory walked out of what must have been a back door in the bar a few feet away from them with a crate of empty bottles in his hands. Enzo's mind went blank and before he could even attempt to use vamp speed to get them out of there the man spoke.
"Hey Enzo, leaving so soon…" He said trailing off as he stared at Bonnie with recognition. "Is this Bonnie Bennett?"
Everyone at the Armory had been given Bonnie's profile with photographs so that they could easily recognise her upon sight. The man didn't get the opportunity to see her properly in the bar. But now that they were up close and the street lights were bright the shit was hitting the fan. Enzo needed a plan fast. The obvious plan was to kill the man but there were consequences. Disposing of the body, possibly security cameras showing him and Bonnie in the bar. Of course Bonnie wouldn't want him to just kill someone if there was another way, plus the guy was one of the few people Enzo actually had time for at the Armory. Everyone else was like a robot under Alex's control most of the time.
"Look Paul…" Enzo began, not knowing exactly what he was going to say. There was a very faint sound of police sirens in the distance.
"Sorry man, but I have to tell Alex." Paul informed him dropping the crate and reaching for his cell-phone.
Before Enzo could take a step towards him a silver Mercedes sped around the corner so fast that it swerved to the left up onto the kerb smashing into Paul so hard it sent his body flying up in the air where he then crashed into the wall of the building before dropping to the pavement in a mangled heap. The car barely paused before straightening its wheels and speeding off. Enzo had used vamp speed to push Bonnie away from the car and against the wall as soon as he saw it heading in their direction. She was shaking hard while staring at the grotesque scene a short distance away from them. Her breathing became quick and shallow.
She looked at him with shocked, wide eyes and said, "Do something."
Enzo heard the noise of the sirens getting closer. He looked at Paul's crumpled body then back at Bonnie. The easy option would be to leave him. There was no way he would survive his injuries anyway and Bonnie would be safer if he died. But she wouldn't forgive Enzo, or herself for not trying to help Paul even though the man had come this close to completely taking away her freedom and he couldn't put her through that. Enzo rushed over to Paul's body with vamp speed, knowing that what he was about to do was pointless. He bit into his wrist and put it to Pauls bleeding mouth to try and heal him. The sound of sirens got louder. He looked at Bonnie and shook his head indicating that nothing would save Paul now. He saw a tear fall down her face and gave up trying save a dead man.
"We have to go. " He told her as the sirens got even louder.
With vamp speed he removed them from the scene. They got a taxi to the parking lot where Enzo's car had been left and began the journey home. They were both quiet but not uncomfortable with each other, looking at one another once in a while but lost in their own thoughts.
Half an hour into the drive Bonnie turned on the radio to break the silence. She tried to find something to distract them coming across a news report in the process.
"Police are still in pursuit of a silver Mercedes involved in a hit and run tonight. The car, which killed a man in his 30s outside a bar in New York was stolen. It's believed the man was killed instantly and his family have been informed. We'll provide updates on the pursuit as soon as we get them."
Bonnie and Enzo looked at each other.
Bonnie spoke first. "I know what you're gonna say. This proves there's nothing we could've done to save him. I already knew it. You just never get used to seeing people die right in front of you."
"I know love." He said thinking back to when he was a soldier in World War Two. Anyone who could go to war and not be affected by it had something seriously wrong with them in his opinion. Enzo had nightmares for years after the war until those nightmares were replaced by nightmares of being imprisoned in Augustine cells.
As if reading his thoughts Bonnie said, "I don't know how you survived it all. Between the workhouse, the war and Augustine, in theory you should be a deranged, psychotic killing-machine. Not that you haven't gone off the rails at times but you're a hell of a lot more grounded than some people."
From the look she gave him when she said "some people" he knew she meant Damon.
"What would you have done tonight if Paul didn't die?" She questioned him.
"Probably kidnapped him until the vervain was out of his system then compelled him." Enzo answered.
"You wouldn't have just killed him?" Bonnie queried.
Enzo sighed, "That's the obvious solution. But there'd be consequences. If Paul went missing or died in suspicious circumstances, the Armory would investigate it. There's a good chance there's some sort of security footage showing me talking to Paul in the bar, plus witnesses, and you were there with me too. Basically they'd have a lead and we've managed to keep you safe so far."
"Guess there'll be no more road trips for us then." Bonnie said with a sad smile.
"I don't think it would be wise." Enzo told her. After a long pause he said, "I'm not gonna lie to you Bonnie. My first instinct was to kill him if it meant protecting you, but if you were really against it I'd try and find another way. And you know you wouldn't have to worry about me going and killing him behind your back if we disagreed." He added to reassure her as she looked at him. "Paul was actually an ok person and if he wasn't so far up Alex's backside he probably would have let us go without saying anything once we reasoned with him."
"You think he had a crush on her or something?" Bonnie asked.
"Probably." Enzo said.
"Crazy what men will do for a woman." Bonnie then laughed quietly to herself.
"What?" Enzo asked her.
"Just thinking about Elena… and you know who."
"Yeah?" He looked at her expectantly.
"Ok, we both know I don't like talking about him anymore right? But I might as well put it out there. We all know how much Damon loves Elena and he's extremely protective towards her. But he is completely irrational with it. He's selfish…" Bonnie stated.
"Arrogant…" Enzo added.
"Impulsive…" Bonnie continued.
"Immature…" Enzo provided smiling at her rant.
"He completely lacks any consequential thinking skills. When it comes to protecting people he gets tunnel vision. He thinks his way is best even when he knows his way is wrong. He doesn't consider anybody else's feelings as long as he gets shit done. And I love Elena to death but I'll never understand why she chose Damon over Stefan as a long-term partner. Damon's biggest problem is that he could only ever change his ways for her, never for his own good. Sure he changed with her and she made him a better person, but sometimes it's like he thinks just loving her is enough when it's not. You need to be grounded too and he isn't there yet." Bonnie rationalised.
"I wasn't exactly a saint before we together." Enzo said almost defending Damon a little.
"True. And in no way am I condoning any of the crazy shit you did but… you did it because you were pushed over the edge, not cause you're an irrational person. I mean yeah you do have an irrational side, but you don't have to fight it all the time like Damon does. You changed for the better before we got together. You stopped doing crazy shit without anybody having to 'train' you. Damon can't seem to help fucking up and Elena was usually the one who had to 'fix' him. Friends and family are there to kick your ass and get you back in line when you fuck up, even if it's not ideal. But the love of your life shouldn't have to do it so much, it's not healthy. The feelings are too intense so someone always ends up getting manipulated, taken for granted and disappointed."
Enzo nodded contemplating her words.
"Just saying, a man should be worthy of you before you start something with him. No-one's perfect, but he shouldn't have to change the foundation of who he is when he gets you just to keep you." Bonnie continued her philosophy.
"Was Elena's brother worthy of you?" Enzo asked her playing devil's advocate.
She looked at Enzo with a slightly embarrassed smile before answering, "Jeremy wasn't a bad person. He fucked up and I wouldn't tolerate that now. But I hope he's happy. We were young… I thought I was in love at the time. We went through a lot together and I guess at the time he was what I wanted. I can't explain it any other way. But this…what you and I have… it's on another level." She finished proudly.
They smiled at each other. Enzo put his hand on Bonnie's thigh and she put her hand over his linking their fingers.
"So you and Damon were really close once." Enzo stated trying not to sound jealous, which he wasn't, well not much, but they'd never addressed Bonnie's 'chemistry' with Damon properly.
"We were. You seemed a little jealous at one point." She teased him.
"Maybe a little. But more of how loyal you were towards him when he didn't deserve it than anything else." He confessed.
"Damon has been known to be a little protective towards me and I appreciate that. We really bonded in the prison world. We only had each other, so yeah we got close. Hate to admit it but I can't just suddenly stop caring about him. But I would never go 'there' with him, even if Elena wasn't in the picture. To answer your question I guess there was a spark with Damon and I, but it was purely platonic. I mean you can have a certain spark with someone without it being sexual. You can have that with family members right? Damon is not someone I would choose to be with regardless of any kind of chemistry. People focus way too much on chemistry, cause no matter how much of it you have with someone, when you get involved with the wrong kind of person and you have unrealistic expectations of them you end up getting burned." Bonnie then had a moment of quiet contemplation.
"I don't know, maybe Elena got something different from Damon than what everybody else saw. But that kind of relationship isn't for me. There's a lot there that just wouldn't be acceptable to me. There are things you put up with from family or even your friends that you shouldn't have to deal with in a relationship. A relationship is supposed to be a partnership but how can you be equals if there's a lack of balance?" She added.
Enzo admired Bonnie's attitude. He had a deep respect for her and understood exactly what she was saying. They were equals. They appreciated each other and they listened to each other. Despite his murderous thoughts towards the men who had approached Bonnie that night Enzo had evolved into someone who wouldn't just kill people for sport anymore. Not to say that he wouldn't do some damage if someone hurt her, but he didn't get tunnel vision so he wouldn't be so impulsive that he would just do what he wanted if there'd be consequences. It would take something drastic for him to start killing at random again.
"You know what I Iove most about you?" Bonnie said.
"What?" He was intrigued.
"How you redeemed yourself without anyone pushing you. Before we got together. I'll never approve of how you got me to the cabin…" She said referring to the anti-magic sedatives. "But you've treated me with nothing but respect since I've been there. You took care of me and your intentions were pure. Another guy would've probably tried to get me into bed after a few weeks just for the hell of it, and, because of the sexual chemistry. But you knew it wasn't right at the time and you had to earn my trust."
Enzo felt a sense of pride hearing her complements towards him. "I know the sedatives were extreme and I'm sorry for that. The only way I can explain why I did it is because we had no level of trust at that point and I didn't think you'd accept my help without a fight." He said sincerely. "We didn't have time for me to convince you so I got headstrong. I fucked up and did a Damon."
She laughed at that. And he appreciated the fact that she didn't hold it against him because as much as it was a dick move deep down Enzo really was a loyal, devoted, caring person. He could be cocky sometimes but he was also vulnerable and protective of those he cared about. He had values and needed love in his life, which he wouldn't take for granted now that he had it. With Bonnie he was valued, respected and very grounded and when he was grounded his good side came out naturally.
Bonnie interrupted his thoughts. "Can't believe how tonight went down." She said downhearted. "I've had an amazing time and you're amazing for doing all of this. I just hate that someone had to die. I mean, I know it wasn't our fault but… there'd still be another level of shit to deal with if we did have to stop Paul from telling Alex about us."
"I hate what's happening too. Wish I could do more so you could get your life back."
"You know what? My life was tainted by the supernatural world long before I met you. With everything I've been through, I'm a different person now. The problem is once you become a part of this world you can't escape it, it always finds you. Losing people, drama, being on the run… all becomes a part of everyday life." Bonnie commented sadly.
She looked out of the window as Enzo continued to drive them home. At least in a few hours they'd be back in their safe haven.
It was such a relief to be back in the cabin. Enzo made his way towards the fireplace to start a fire while Bonnie sat on the couch and took her heels off. She put her feet up staring into the flames reflectively once the fire was lit. He sat beside her rubbing her thigh in a soothing way.
"You ok?" He asked her.
"Just about." She replied. "How about you?"
"Can't complain." He responded. "I'm gonna get a drink. Want anything?" He asked her.
She shook her head with a smile. He patted her hip before he got up to make himself a drink in the kitchen. Alternating between thoughts of the amazing time she'd had in New York tonight and the morbid scene in which Enzo's colleague had died Bonnie decided that she wanted to try and forget the negatives and focus on the positive side of the evening. She felt sorry for Paul and his family. But she was grateful that she was alive and still hidden from the Armory. Most importantly she was grateful for the sexy, raven haired, brown eyed man with the British accent who was currently sipping on Bourbon in the kitchen.
She got up off the couch walking up to Enzo and wrapped her arms around him from behind. She rested her cheek on his back. They stood in silence for several seconds before he turned around wrapping her up in a bear hug. Bonnie pulled back so that she could reach up to cup his face in her hands and kiss him. She licked the seam of his mouth separating his lips and tasting the Bourbon before biting his bottom lip. She brushed a kiss against his mouth then dived into a searing kiss which had him squeezing her against him so hard she could barely breathe. Bonnie teased Enzo's tongue with hers which she knew he loved as he moved his hands down to massage her ass. She felt his arousal against her belly getting bigger by the second. As inappropriate as it might've been, this was exactly what they both needed after a stressful night. The closeness and connection that had a way of shutting out the rest of the world making them feel untouchable. Bonnie broke the kiss and took Enzo by the hand, leading him into their bedroom.
As they entered the dark room Enzo wrapped his hands tightly around Bonnie from behind kissing her shoulder and neck. She moved away from him to go and switch on the lamp at the side of the room providing some soft lighting. She walked back towards him standing in front of him at the side of their bed. Reaching under her hair at the back of her neck he undid the clasp that held her halter neck dress up pulling it down to reveal a black, satin strapless bra. He kissed the exposed flesh at the top of each of her breasts before sliding the dress down her hips and her legs. He kissed his way up her thighs, making his way up her body, kissing each bit of exposed skin along the way until he reached her mouth.
Enzo pulled Bonnie towards him by her waist but she pushed him away slightly so that she could unbutton his shirt, which she did slowly looking into his eyes the whole time. She opened the shirt pushing it all the way off to reveal Enzo's firm abs, sprinkled with just enough hair to be sexy and masculine. She ran her fingers across his chest and abs, which made him shudder, then squeezed his biceps. His arms were one of his sexiest body parts and watching him play the guitar topless was one of her favourite pastimes. The way the muscles of his arms moved as he strummed the instrument had her all over him every time.
Next she undid his belt, sliding it out of his trousers to tease him and turn him on even more. She succeeded, turning herself on even more in the process. Bonnie unbuttoned his trousers and slid the zip down brushing her knuckle against his erection as she did so. She felt it twitch against her finger while Enzo flexed his hips. He slipped his shoes and socks off before Bonnie pushed his trousers down his muscular thighs. Going down on her knees she kissed below his navel while pulling his boxers down and removing them. His member was always initially intimidating when she was up this close to it but she wanted to give him the pleasure that he was always so ready and willing to give her. Taking him into her mouth she stroked his thighs, causing him to groan and let his head fall back. He slid his fingers into her hair as she took as much of him in as possible before sucking her way back to the tip.
"Ah shit…" Enzo exclaimed.
Bonnie slid her tongue along his length then circled the tip while holding the base. A move that always had him biting his lip. She took him back into her mouth feeling him tense up as he gripped her scalp.
"Bonnie…" He murmured in that deep, throaty, sexy voice that had her internal feminine muscles clenching with arousal.
He pulled her up to him stopping her oral indulgence, which didn't surprise her at all. Enzo always preferred to climax while he was inside her because he said he felt more connected to her that way.
He snapped the front clasp of her bra effortlessly throwing it across the room. He gave her a look that could melt her panties right off before using his thumbs to massage her nipples while taking her lips in a tantilizing kiss. He slid his hands around her body to knead her butt and pull her onto his erection. Rubbing his groin against hers he invaded her mouth with his tongue in the most seductive way. Bonnie pulled away from his mouth and out of his grasp indicating that she wanted him to turn around so that he had his back to the side of the bed. He moved closer to her again slipping her black satin panties down. As soon as he stood up fully again she pushed him on the bed climbing on top of him, straddling him.
"You didn't rip them off. I'm shocked." Bonnie teased him referring to her still intact underwear.
Enzo laughed, "Thought I'd be less of a barbarian tonight and treat you like a lady."
She smiled at that since he always made her feel like a lady even during their most intense sexual escapades. He returned her smile with a wolfish grin, his gaze still filled with lust. Before she could make another move he flipped her over onto her back. Looking into her eyes with a softer look of reverence he stroked the hair away from her brow and the mood changed. The heat was still there between them but now it was more about the connection than just pure lust.
"You know how much I you love right?" Enzo stated more than asked Bonnie.
"Yeah. I love you too." She told him softly.
He kissed her with a hunger and intensity that fortified his words as he slipped inside her with easy strokes. She lifted her hips to meet his as he connected with her on all levels. It was deep, it was sensual and it took away their worries temporarily. Bonnie stroked her fingers up from his thighs to his butt, across his back and shoulders. Nothing could compare to this. He knew exactly how play her body like an instrument, hitting all the right notes and strumming all the right chords so that the song that they made together was perfection. They continued to move together, matching each other's rhythm, feeling the sensations overtake them. Bonnie wrapped her legs around Enzo pulling him in tightly, stroking his face, while he wrapped his arms around her then buried his face in her neck. Squeezing each other tightly she exploded first and he followed a second later spilling himself inside her. As they rode out the aftershocks they remained in their embrace. Enzo lifted himself off her slightly running a finger down her cheek.
"You ok?" He asked her.
"Yeah." She assured him.
She wasn't alone anymore and she was tired of the supernatural world ruling her life. After everything that they had been through together, especially tonight, Bonnie was determined more than ever to fight for her freedom and her happiness with Enzo by her side. Whatever it took they'd find a way.