Thank you everyone for reviewing and commenting. I appreciate your support. Damon and Bonnie connect on a physical level, that is true…but they will soon connect on an emotional one as well.

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"What do you think about this?" Bonnie asked turning around in the white evening gown that had a Grecian goddess look to it. Bonnie and Elena were in one of the department stores downtown and she decided to pick something off the rack for the gala. Two weeks passed by since what happened with the vampire, her disagreement with her dad and that interlude with Damon and this was exactly what she needed to get her mind off of everything.

After what happened with Damon in the foyer of the boarding house, she didn't know quite what to say to him—so she didn't say anything. She dressed quickly after drinking some of his blood, went home, showered and got in the bed. The next day, her father acted as if their issues hadn't happened the night before and they went on as always. Her communications with Damon had been reduce to texting and she was fine with that. She kind of didn't know what to say. The sex they had in the foyer was hot, but it was something else…when she looked into his eyes that night, something had changed and she was fine with burying it.

"I like it Bon," Elena stood up from the dressing room bench pulling Bonnie's hair up as they looked in the mirror, "I still can't believe you're going to the gala, what made you decide to go anyway? You always made fun of the Miss Mystic Falls pageant?"

"Well my dad believes that I should embrace Mystic Falls and all of its stupid traditions, if I am going to stay here."

"Well I'm glad you're coming. I feel like we haven't had any time to just have fun."

"That's because we haven't. How's Stefan by the way…is he better? No slip ups?"

Elena frowned sitting back down as Bonnie changed out of the dress, "He's fine. He's good…better…"

"Good."

"I know he called you."

Bonnie nodded, "He did."

"Did you call him back?"

"Elena," Bonnie turned to her, "how about we talk about college. It's only 2 months away and we've barely talked about living in the dorm and our room there or anything," Bonnie slipped on her jeans before taking a seat next to Elena on the bench.

"You're right. I miss you Bonnie and I'm sorry that I've been so distant. Things are going to get better," Elena wrapped her arm around Bonnie's shoulders.

"Since I've been back, I feel like you've been hiding something from me."

"Bonnie, I loved Grams. She meant a lot to me and I was mourning her."

"I miss her," Bonnie looked at Elena, "she was the first person to know everything about me and make me feel like I was normal. She made me understand that I wasn't some freak with weird powers that she couldn't control. She made me feel special. I keep trying to remember what we said to each other during our last phone conversation and there was nothing groundbreaking or legendary about it. She told me to let my dad know that he didn't need to be so serious all the time and that I should come visit her soon…I was so caught up with prom, graduation…getting ready for college that I didn't even think twice that I should come out here quickly. I had no idea that the last time I would see her would be during Christmas…" Bonnie's eyes filled with tears, "she taught me everything about being a woman and a witch, she filled in when my mom left…she came and stayed for months after my mom left…I miss her so much, Elena."

Elena pulled Bonnie closer as the tears left Bonnie's eyes and her own filled with tears. Bonnie put her head on Elena's shoulders and that's when she opened her mouth before quickly closing it. She missed her friendship with Elena. Prior to Sheila's death, they shared so much and lately they hadn't shared a thing.

"Elena…" Bonnie began.

"What Bon?"

"The night of Grams' funeral, I actually met Damon at a bar," Bonnie confessed lifting her head up and meeting Elena's eyes, "and that night, we had sex in his car…" Bonnie winced and then watched as Elena's eyes went big following her confession, "I was upset and I don't know what came over me…"

Elena stood up and began pacing the dressing room running her hands through her hair, "You and Damon?" she stated in disbelief.

Bonnie nodded, "I'm only telling you because I need to tell someone…"

"And it was just that one time?" Elena asked sitting back down and taking Bonnie's hands.

Bonnie slowly shook her head. Elena probably wasn't the best person to confess this to, but she really had no one else to talk to and she needed to tell someone.

"Bonnie!" Elena shrieked and then whispered, "you've been sleeping with Damon?"

"Sleeping is not the technical term," Bonnie bit her lip.

"I can't believe this…Bonnie, I told you that he was trouble."

"Elena, we're not going down that road again. I'm only telling you because we are friends and I needed to get it off my chest."

"Do you…like him?" Elena whispered.

"He's changing my attitude about vampires," Bonnie frowned looking over at Elena, "and I don't know why. I mean, for all intents and purposes—Damon seems like an asshole to Stefan, but he's been different around me and maybe I'm having some rebellious phase…but I do like him. I like him a lot."

Elena sighed and rubbed her temples, "Bonnie, I don't like Damon. I don't think he deserves anyone like you…"

"Well I'm not too keen on Stefan, but I'm not stopping you from seeing him."

Elena sighed, "Promise me that you are being smart about this…"

"Of course I am. Look Elena, I like him…I didn't say I was in love with him. I would stop everything with him if I suspected that he was up to something with me. I don't know…when I'm with him, I forget about how my Grams is no longer here and how I uprooted my life and moved back to Mystic Falls," Bonnie shrugged.

Elena frowned, "I'm just sad that you kept this a secret for so long, it's been weeks Bonnie."

"And its been an exciting couple of weeks, he makes me happy and keeps me on my toes and I need that now."

Elena shook her head, "Ok…ok…" she sighed, bringing Bonnie into a hug, "you just be careful."

"Always," Bonnie answered.

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After leaving Elena and promising to have a sleepover prior to the Gala, Bonnie went home. Her father was out meeting with the Council. He asked Bonnie to join him, but she informed him that she was going dress shopping and no where else but that.

As soon as she placed her dress in the closet, she received a text message, 'You've been avoided being alone with me over the past two weeks.'

Bonnie frowned. She knew that it was only a matter of time before he addressed the elephant in the room, 'No, I've just been busy.'

'I want to see you.'

'For a booty call?'

'Bonnie, I just want to see you…ok'

'I can come over later tonight'

'I'll be waiting.'

Bonnie sighed as she ran her hands through her hair. Somehow, this situation with Damon had become much more serious that she initially set out for it to be and her feelings were just as complicated at this point.

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Later that evening, Bonnie stood on the porch outside of the Salvatore boarding house. Her father was still with the council and she sent him a text to say that she would be out for a few hours, but she was fine. That gave her a few hours to be with Damon and not have her father start blowing up her cell phone. She raised her fist to knock on the door and it opened almost immediately. She plastered a smile on her face expecting to see Damon, but instead she came face to face with Stefan. Her smile immediately faltered as he looked at her with a slight smile, "Bonnie, hi…"

"Umm…hi…Damon…I was coming to see him," she stumbled over her words. She was never afraid of a vampire or rather, she hadn't been in years but for some reason Stefan unnerved her. Maybe it was because he was a Ripper and she should be staking him, instead of making small talk with him.

"He's upstairs…come in…" Stefan moved out of the doorway.

Bonnie hesitated.

"Bonnie, I want to talk to you...so please come in."

Bonnie nodded slowly walking with Stefan closing the door behind her. They walked into the living room. Bonnie slipped her hand in her bag and wrapped her hand around her stake, "What do you want to talk about?" Bonnie asked looking around.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened the other day. I was going through a lot and I know that I attacked you and I shouldn't have," Stefan began, "sometimes I can't control…"

"Your bloodlust," she supplied.

Stefan nodded almost ashamed, "I try to keep it under control, but when Elena gave me her blood…"

"You lost control…does it happen often?" Bonnie inquired moving further away from him with her hand still in her bag.

Stefan shook his head, "I only drink blood from animals, it helps. I would never drink from Elena…I don't…I know that I can become dangerous if I drink human blood."

Bonnie nodded.

"I just want to apologize. I'm sorry for what I did and I know that you and Elena are best friends, I want to be friends with you too…especially when you are also friends with my brother," Stefan remarked with a slight smirk.

"Damon and I are…well…we are something."

Stefan nodded, "Just be careful."

"I can handle myself, I'm sure you know that," she winked.

"I do. However, if its any consolation—I do believe that you are the first person in a long time that my brother actually likes."

"That sounds like a compliment," Bonnie chuckled.

"In a way," Stefan smiled.

"So now that we have made amends, you want to tell me who Katherine is?" Bonnie asked.

Stefan grimaced. He wasn't sure exactly what he was hoping for. Maybe he was hoping that Bonnie forgot or that she had given up. Neither appeared to be the case, "Katherine is someone that we need to forget even exists, ok?" Stefan moved closer, "trust me, its all for the best."

"She knocked me out Stefan, I don't even know her."

"And that tells me that you need to stay away. Bonnie, I like you. You are a good person and my brother seems to be fond of you, digging deeper where Katherine is concerned will only make things more complicated, trust me."

"Tell me who she is and maybe I will stop digging," Bonnie smirked.

Stefan sighed, "I really have to go. Have a nice evening with Damon and like I said, I'm sorry for what happened the other day."

"Stefan…" Bonnie began, but was cut off by Damon's voice.

"Wow Stefan, you managed to open the door and have a conversation with Bonnie…you must be cured," Damon walked into the room with a smirk on his face.

Stefan smiled tightly, "I have to go, have a nice evening," he stated before turning and leaving the house closing the door behind him.

Bonnie shook her head as she felt Damon's arms wrap around her waist and his lips softly kiss her neck, "Damon…" she breathed out as she felt her body physically react to his lips on her neck.

"I missed you," he whispered in her ear before biting her ear lobe gently.

"You missed me?" she raised an eyebrow removing herself from his embrace, "why because of the sex?"

"No. Believe it or not Bonnie Bennett, seeing your little judgmental face let's me know that everything is right with the world," he moved over to the drink cart.

"Somehow I don't believe that completely," she stared at him, "and anyway, my father has been keeping me busy. Going through my grandmother's things has been an experience."

"Yeah, I can imagine," he poured a glass of bourbon and held the bottle out to her.

Bonnie sat down on the couch, "Now, you know I'm under 21."

"And when I met you, you were in a bar drinking cocktails?" Damon raised an eyebrow.

Bonnie shrugged, "It was a stressful day."

"I see…"

"Soo…I went shopping with Elena today for a dress for that stupid Miss Mystic Falls Gala, are you going?" Bonnie began, conveniently leaving out the fact that she had confessed to Elena about Damon.

Damon chuckled, "Well if you're going…"

"I am. My Dad thinks that it will be a good event for us. I don't personally want to go, but I guess I should embrace it since I'm basically a Mystic Falls girl now."

"A Mystic Falls girl you are not."

Bonnie chuckled, "Well I think you mean that as a compliment."

Damon's eyes bore into her, "You know that I meant it as a compliment."

Bonnie smiled, "So are you coming to the gala?"

"I am."

"So that means you will save a dance for me?"

"You want to dance with me?" Damon asked slightly surprised.

"Well you know, I don't think you will be able to resist not dancing with me once you see me in my dress," she stuck her tongue out at him, starting to feel at ease.

Damon grinned as he stood up holding out his hand, "That's probably right."

She looked at his hand and took it, "I cooked dinner for you…" he commented as he led her towards the kitchen.

"You cooked dinner?" Bonnie deadpanned. She wasn't expecting this when he contacted her earlier.

"Yes, I thought that I would actually show you there's more to me than a hot body," he winked.

"Are you trying to seriously date me Damon Salvatore?" she asked in an almost joking manner, but her heart was basically in her throat.

"No, I'm trying to seduce you," he stated as they entered the kitchen.

He gestured for her to take a seat on one of the kitchen stools and she watched as he pulled a glass baking dish from the oven. Bonnie was a little intrigued. She wasn't sure what she thought was happening with Damon other than they were attracted to each other physically, but this…the dinner…the talking that they had done previously, what happened two weeks ago when they stared into each other's eyes, it kind of indicated that there could be more between them.

"So what did you cook?"

Damon lifted the cover off of the container, "Lasagna."

"That looks pretty good, I'm actually surprised."

"You didn't think I could cook?" he asked placing a square on a plate.

"For someone who's main diet is blood, no…I didn't."

"I've had relationships with people other than vampires," Damon answered.

Bonnie's eyes widened. Did he just say relationship?

"Not saying that this a relationship, of course…but you get my drift," Damon added quickly.

"And I was all set for you to give me your ring," she sighed.

"Right…so do you want wine or are you actually acting your age tonight?" Damon asked.

"I will take water."

"I'll let you live on the wild side with sparkling."

"With lemon?"

"Sure," he winked.

Bonnie smiled as she watched him pour her a glass of sparkling water. This was weird. Really weird. Her life was starting to become more and more complicated the more she stayed in Mystic Falls. Her father would have a heart attack if he knew what she was doing. The fact that she was seeing someone older made him less than happy, but being with a vampire? Her father would be sent into hysterics. Being with Damon in any capacity was horrible enough, but the fact that she was developing strong feelings for him was even worse. It went against her nature as a witch and as a huntress to be with him. The thought that one day she may have to choose between her calling and Damon made her nauseous. It hadn't been long that she'd known Damon, but the fact that she had shared blood with him and the fact that she did have feelings for him—real feelings made everything about her life, her feelings and him complicated.

"Soo…how about you give it a taste?" Damon looked over at her.

Bonnie picked up her fork, "Hmm…" and then placed some of the lasagna in her mouth. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but it was pretty damn good, "wow."

"You sound surprised."

"I'm actually am…I mean, I guess I didn't think that you would be able to cook anything and by the tension between you and Elena, I just didn't think that there was anything good about you."

"Wow…that's nice," Damon mumbled.

"Noo…no…I didn't mean like that. I just…I have an opinion of vampires and you just are different than what I expected and I'm not exactly upset that I was wrong."

"Well the truth is," Damon leaned closer to her, "a couple of months ago, I probably was exactly how you believe vampires are. In fact, I still may be that person when I'm not around you."

She shook her head, "I don't want to be the reason why you are not a big bad vampire anymore," Bonnie met his eyes, "if you have changed in any way, I would prefer its because you want to."

"So profound."

"It's the truth, any changes that are made based on another person can easily go away…it's only if you want to change personally that it will stick," she shrugged as she took another bite of her lasagna.

"Bonnie Bennett…where did you come from?" Damon breathed out.

She smiled widely, "The sky of course."

"Right," Damon stood up and removed some blood from the refrigerator heating it up, "so I have a question for you."

"Ok…"

"Your tattoo…"

Bonnie blinked, "Damon? Why are you so fascinated with my tattoo?"

"Because it's a unique one, why did you get it…when did you get it?"

Bonnie rolled her eyes, "I got it when I was 16…it's a family thing, there's nothing special about it," Bonnie shrugged.

"A family thing?"

"Yes, all of the women in my family have it," Bonnie answered.

"Hmm…it's sexy," Damon winked.

"You would think so."

"Well it's kind of part of the package."

"And what a package it is," Damon commented as Bonnie grinned.

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Bonnie's moans of pleasure filled the room as Damon slowly entered her. She gripped onto him as his soft kisses peppered her neck as he moved in and out of her center. After dinner, he actually kissed her all the way up the stairs to his bedroom, which was a first. The nerves inside of Bonnie were jumping throughout her body as he laid her down on his king sized bed and he began to slowly undress her. He wasn't kidding when he said the lasagna was a way to seduce her, Bonnie thought.

"You feel amazing…I missed you," Damon whispered in her ear.

Bonnie chuckled, "Really? It's only been a couple of days."

"You don't know how you feel," he whispered before flipping her over and seconds later she gasped gripping onto the sheets.

Damon kissed her softly on the back of her neck and then used his tongue to trace the outline of her tattoo. "Damon…" she moaned as he moved up and caught her lips in a kiss.

Bonnie bit her lip as Damon quickened his movements. The way he filled her completely was enough to make her feel like she had been missing out on something in her life. She knew exactly why she was willing to overlook Stefan's Ripperdom, she wouldn't call herself dickmatized, but she was definitely something when it came to Damon.

Damon flipped her over so that they were face to face and he gazed down into her darkened emerald eyes. "Do it," she whispered, moving her head to the side exposing her neck.

Damon gently moved her head to look into her eyes. The way she glowed in the moonlight, the way she looked up at him with those eyes that made him see soo many possibilities and he shook his head, "No."

"Damon…I need…oh…god…I need to…please," she moaned out.

Damon leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Just let go, Bon. Just let go and enjoy what's happening here…"

Bonnie looked up at him and saw those eyes looking down at her and she nodded as she closed her eyes as he held onto her thrusting and she felt the build up. It was the most euphoric, intensely good feeling she had ever felt. Damon lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him in a sitting position as they continued to look in each other's eyes. Bonnie gripped onto him as she felt the tingling move throughout her body and she felt his movements quicken, "Yes…Damon…yes!" she screamed as he yelled out filling her completely and they collapsed onto the bed.

"No biting needed," Damon whispered as he kissed Bonnie on her forehead.

"Smart ass," she chuckled pushing him away.

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"Do you realize that this is the first time that we ever did that in my bedroom?" Damon asked as he drew circles on Bonnie's arm as they lay wrapped in his sheets.

"Well bedrooms are usually reserved for two people who are serious about each other," Bonnie drummed her fingers on his stomach.

"Is that your way of saying that you want to make an honest man out of me?" Damon asked, "you want me to be your boyfriend?"

Bonnie laughed, "My boyfriend?"

"Well Bon Bon, we click on many levels…not just physically, but I actually believe that you get my sense of humor."

She rolled her eyes, "You mean, your special knack of trying to dance on everyone's nerves?"

"Bonnie, you say what you want, but I know that you like me a lot and behind that sarcastic smile, you have become closer to me than you are with Elena at this point…"

"How do you know that?"

"Bonnie…come on, we just shared something was very intense…you know it and I know it…unless you and Elena weren't just sister friends," Damon wiggled his eyebrow.

"You are disgusting," she deadpanned, starting to get out of the bed and he pulled her back down.

"I'm kidding…I'm only kidding," he pulled her back down, "look, I make fun of Stefan all the time about what he has Elena, but if I'm being honest—my brother has found someone who makes him happy and almost makes him forget that we were damned to be miserable forever. If I think about it long enough and hard enough, that's what I want…what I thought I would have, just in a different way. Bon, whether you like or not…we have a connection. You felt it the other day and that's why for two weeks you texted me and never answered my phone calls…"

Bonnie looked up at him, "I didn't…"

"It's ok, you tried to run away from me…and maybe you should," Damon looked down at her, "but if I'm being honest and there's not many people I am honest with, I don't want you to run away from me."

Bonnie was taken back Damon's honesty and it made her mind race. Combined with the fact that he was able to bring her to a point of passion without biting her meant something, her feelings for Damon meant something.

"I'm not running away," she whispered bringing his head closer to hers as he covered her with his body.

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Damon entered the bar to the sound of Salt N Pepa's 'Whatta Man' playing over the speakers. Damon had to admit ever since that song came out 2 weeks ago, it had served as an earworm for him. If no one was around, he wouldn't admit it to anyone BUT he could be found singing it in his car maybe once or twice.

He scanned the room. He was hungry for two things, blood and sex and he was eager to find someone to satisfy both.

Scanning the room, there was only one person in the room who really caught his eye and it was a statuesque model like beauty sipping on a cocktail. She had long dark hair, big brown eyes that almost resembled a doe and lips that made him think she could do all kinds of amazing things. Her skin was the color of caramel, which was always his favorite candy. He smiled making his way over to her. He took the stool next to her just as the bartender came over her hand her the bill. Damon placed his hand over hers and she visibly reacted to his touch, looking at him with a surprised look, "Allow me."

She looked at him and smile, "Well I guess I shouldn't argue with you," she said in a low throaty voice that was beyond sexy and immediately made his pants tighten, "the name's Lucy."

"Damon," he grinned.

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Damon pushed Lucy up against the wall outside of the bar as their lips collided into each other. He started out to his car, but they couldn't make it there. He turned her around and pressed his body into hers as he lifted her shirt up and began to kiss her and that's when he noticed it, the tattoo…the B with blood dripping from one of the tails.

"That's an interesting tat…" Damon begin, but found himself flying back onto the other side of the alley. He was dazed for a bit and when he was able to focus, he saw Lucy coming towards him with a stake in her hand, "This can either hurt a little or a lot," she stated through clenched teeth gripping the stake and that's when he felt the intense pain as he saw her coming towards him and he had no other choice but to focus all his energy on getting the hell away from her as soon as possible.

Damon's eyes shot open as he sat up in bed. Bonnie was sleeping partially covered by the sheet and he looked over at her with her tattoo illuminated by the moonlight. "Hunter," he whispered.

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Bonnie parked her car outside of her house. It was almost 2am and her dad would be waiting for her. She still felt kind of weird, a good weird, but weird. Tonight with Damon was the first time she had a release without being bitten. No one had ever been able to do that to her before and she feared that it made her fall deeper into the Damon abyss. The only thing that made her uneasy was the fact that before she left, Damon acted weird. He was almost as if he wanted to get her out of the house as soon as possible. He looked at her with an odd look before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead and telling her he would see her later. She wasn't sure what that meant, but she hoped it was because he was distracted and not because things had changed between them.

When she walked in the house, her father was waiting for her, "Out late?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Dad…"

"I don't even want to know, we have work to do."

"Work?"

"We have some vampires to take care of."

"But it's 2am."

"And you just came home, so I am pretty sure you are ready to do some work…let's go," he said picking up his duffel bag and heading towards the door.

Bonnie sighed as she followed behind.

Well Damon and Bonnie had a night. However, Damon realized that the tattoo is tied to Vampire Hunters. What will he do with that information? Will he go 'Damon' (answer: Yes, yes…he will)?

The Gala is coming up and Miss Katherine Pierce makes her presence known.

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