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Somehow she was able to leave the boarding house without any more tears and somehow she was able to get in her car and drive towards the hospital without any tears and then she was able to park, enter the hospital and get on the elevator without any tears. She was proud of herself, this was quite a feat. Originally, she set out to make Damon watch as his brother was painfully staked in front him and then she would turn her stakes on him—but when she was there looking at the panic on his face and the way he looked at her, it turned into something different. She stopped. She allowed Stefan to leave and even though her crossbow jammed, she was sure she wouldn't have been able to kill him. Her feelings were so deep at that moment, that she needed to get away from him before she suffocated. She stood as the elevator rose from the garage and suddenly she began pacing the elevator as she felt like the oxygen was slowly being sucked out of the elevator. She slammed her hand against the stop button and gasped for air, as she clutched her stomach as the sobs attacked her. She bent over as if she was in physical pain as the tears flowed from her eyes. She cried out in anguish as she leaned on the wall and slid down. She just needed this moment to allow herself to feel all of the emotions that attacked her since a couple of days ago at the gala. Her heart was broken and she wasn't sure how it could be pieced back together.
After she was sure that she had cried every tear that could possibly fall from her eyes, she slapped the elevator button with more force than what was necessary and it jolted back to life.
As the floor numbers increased, Bonnie stared at them. Her life hadn't been spent visiting hospitals, but she definitely had her fill of them at this point. She reached her father's hospital door and found Elena standing over his bed looking down at him with a smile on her face, "What are you doing here?" Bonnie entered the room eyeing Elena and then glancing down at her father.
"Bonnie, you probably think I'm Elena…" the brunette smirked walking around the bed, "I'm not…I'm Katherine," she grinned holding out her hand.
Bonnie glanced down. She balled her hands up at her side and she felt a rancid taste in her mouth, "What are you doing here?"
"I thought I would keep your father company while you were out…getting a quickie with Damon?" she raised her eyebrow.
"Get out," Bonnie stated through clenched teeth.
Katherine pouted, "Bonnie, I thought we were friends. I helped you discover that Elena and Damon were lying to you about your dear grandmother and I kept your father company while you were away."
"If you don't…" Bonnie threw her bag down.
"I thought we could have some girl talk, maybe compare notes with Damon…he used to do this thing with his tongue…" Katherine shook her body, "I bet you know what I'm talking about."
Bonnie took 3 long strides to close the space between her and Katherine, "Get out of my father's room or I will kill you right here."
Katherine smirked, "Ok, I understand…you're not ready to talk right now. I get it. I will be in town for awhile, but if you want to chat—just let me know," Katherine winked before heading out of the hospital room.
"Fucking Bitch," Bonnie seethed. If her father wasn't lying in a coma at the moment, she would have staked Katherine right there in the hospital. She was sick of her and she had just met her.
Bonnie sat down next to Rudy's bed and took his hand, "I'm sorry Daddy. I'm sorry for leaving, I just needed…" Bonnie began but then blinked, "Katherine…" she breathed as realization swept over her.
Bonnie stood up abruptly from the chair besides her father's bed and rushed towards the hallway, looking back and forth. She didn't put it together before, but she just did. Her father must've have invited the vampire in and it had to be because he thought she was Elena. Bonnie ran down the hallway towards the elevators stabbing the buttons. She knew Katherine was gone. She was right there and Bonnie just let her get away. It wouldn't happen again. It would be the last time she came near her father.
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Damon picked up the broken bottles of alcohol as he took a look around his living room. He heard the front door open and close as Stefan's footsteps came closer to the living room along with Elena's hurried ones, "Did she leave…you let her leave?" Elena asked panicked looking around.
"Elena, I am not in the mood," Damon warned her as he threw another bottle in a bag, "Bonnie must have got a little bored while waiting for us. She destroyed every bottle of bourbon that she could find."
"How was she when she left?" Stefan asked.
"Devastated," Damon remarked quietly, "sorry that you got caught in the crossfire," he turned to Stefan.
Stefan nodded understandably, "She let me live," Stefan shrugged.
"I don't understand…why would you let her leave? She's upset…her father is in the hospital and if what Stefan says is right, Katherine is the one who came after her dad, she could be coming after Bonnie."
"Katherine won't come after Bonnie now," Damon replied, "she knows that she has to fade to the background for awhile and then strike out again…Katherine's smart, she set me up pretty well."
"Bonnie's alone, Damon. She pushed me away. She can't tell Caroline what's going on…"
"You know what Elena, you wanted Bonnie away from me. You told her to stay away from me. You and Stefan wanted to warn me away and now you want me to be there for her? Well too late, she can't stand the sight of me," Damon slammed down the bag and left the living room.
"We were doing the right thing," Elena stated quietly, "Bonnie didn't know the Damon that we knew…what he did…"
"We should have just let things be," Stefan spoke up, "Damon was happy and Bonnie appeared to be too, we should have given him time Elena. We were wrong for what we did."
Elena's eyes widened, "Stefan."
"Look at how everything happened. Can you honestly say that things are better now? You and Bonnie aren't friends anymore, Elena."
"I know," she whispered as tears filled her eyes.
Damon walked into his bed room slamming the door behind him. This night was total and utter shit. He hated losing control and he definitely had no control over what was happening with Bonnie and even with Katherine. Katherine. If he ever saw her, he would choke the life out of her and drive a stake through her heart. He spent years pining after her, waiting for her, loving her and she played hide and seek from him. Then when she does come back, she does a number on whatever he had going with Bonnie.
Bonnie…he scoffed to himself…he wasn't sure what he had with her now. She didn't kill him tonight, but he was sure that it meant absolutely nothing. She blamed him (along with Elena) for Sheila's death and maybe he deserved some of that blame. He went after Stefan and Elena relentlessly about helping him free Katherine and they went to Sheila as a last ditch effort. He knew that. He wasn't blind to the reason why Shelia Bennett was brought into the mix. He had given them no other choice and it was definitely true, he was an asshole—but he wasn't that asshole anymore. He had messed up. He should have come clean weeks ago.
Damon snatched his closet door open violently and removed a duffel bag. He needed some space. He needed to put some space between him, his brother, Elena and most of all Bonnie. The longer he was in Mystic Falls, he would want to go to her and after the events of that night—he didn't want to cause her any more pain. He needed to check out for awhile, it was what Bonnie needed…it was what he needed.
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The sound of the monitors in Rudy's hospital room had become a song that Bonnie loathed. Three days passed by and her father was still lying in the coma that Katherine's attack had put him in. She hadn't left the hospital for more than two hours since that night she found that psychotic bitch in his room. When she did go home to change and shower, she made sure that Liz Forbes and a member of the council kept watch over the room. There was no way in hell that she would allow Katherine near her father again and as soon as Rudy was well, she would track down Katherine and put her down like the bitch she was.
She sat with her hand holding her father's and she just stared at him. Her father had been many things to her…her father…her trainer…her disciplinarian…a person that she was convinced never truly understood her. She often wondered if he felt a sense of duty to train her and cultivate her into being this huntress. Did it cost him his marriage…his wife? He never spoke of her mother after she walked out and Bonnie figured that he felt something about the fact that he was left to raise Bonnie on his own—but he never let on.
"Bonnie," a voice startled her out of her thoughts.
She turned around and she saw him standing in the door. His eyes locked with hers and she immediately stood up from her chair, "What are you doing here?" she spat out glancing at her father and then her bag on the floor.
His hazel eyes followed her gaze and he immediately help up his hands in defense, "I didn't come here to hurt you or your father," Stefan immediately stated.
"What are you doing here? Because if you've come to plead Elena or your brother's case or anything like that…"
"Damon left town a couple of days ago," Stefan interrupted her watching her carefully.
The words hit her like a throat punch and she felt her eyes water a little. She wasn't sure why she cared, but she did. Damon had left town? He didn't say goodbye…
"So why are you here?" she folded her arms staring back at him.
"I came to see how your father was doing and I came to apologize to you."
"My father is in a coma because of you and your brother's former concubine and you came to apologize for what exactly? Killing my grandmother? Keeping the fact that your former concubine was in town and looked exactly like my former best friend…what would you like to apologize for?"
Stefan nodded, "Bonnie, I'm apologizing for everything…what happened with your grandmother…what happened with your father…even how you found out about everything. I'm sorry that whatever you had with Damon was blown apart the way it was."
"I'm better off," she stated.
Stefan could see the way her eye twitched ever so slightly when she spoke, "I want to help you."
"Help me?"
"Your father, I can give him some of my blood. I can heal him."
"My father doesn't want your blood," Bonnie glanced over at Rudy, "but there is something that I need from you…"
"How can I help?"
"I know that Katherine attacked my father. I was wrong about Damon doing it."
"Katherine," Stefan's jaw clenched.
"When I came back here the other night, she was in my father's hospital room. She wants something from me and she thinks that if she goes around threatening me and popping up that I will do what she wants, she has no idea what I am capable of."
"Bonnie, I understand that you…"
"Stefan, do you know where she is?" Bonnie cut him off walking closer to him, "don't waste your time telling me that I don't know Katherine. That she is ruthless and blah, blah, blah…I got all of that, the thing is—she doesn't know me."
"Bonnie, Katherine is dangerous…psychotic…she plays mind games. She had Damon jumping through hoops for years knowing that she was free and not desiccating in a tomb. I know that you're a huntress and that you are good at what you do, but Katherine is in a different league."
"Do you know where she is Stefan? It's a simple question," Bonnie asked evenly.
"I don't know where she is Bonnie, but I have a feeling she's still in Mystic Falls and she's not working alone."
"Oh vampires like her never work alone."
"Bonnie, I know that the need for revenge is gnawing at you, but don't go after Katherine."
"Stefan, I thank you for the advice but I don't need it. I've spent many years of my life fighting against crazy, evil bitches like Katherine and I'm still here. That whore that you and your brother passed around like candy will die and I will be the one driving the stake through her heart, "Bonnie stated with all of the hate that she could muster, "so you don't have to tell me where she is, I will find out and if you want, I will bring her heart to you—maybe Damon wants it for his mantle or to keep him warm at night," Bonnie's cold demeanor chilled Stefan to his core.
"Bonnie, it's not that I doubt what you are capable of and you may just win against Katherine—but not without pain. Elena loves you, I know that and Damon…"
"Damon left town and whatever we had ended the night of the gala."
Stefan shook his head, "I don't believe that."
"I don't care what you believe," Bonnie snapped in a chilly tone, "tell you what, if you don't want to get caught in the middle, maybe you should cut and run like your brother did."
Stefan opened his mouth to speak as Bonnie turned around to pick up her bag, "Bonnie, Damon cares about you…"
She turned to look over her shoulder, "People caring about me never stops them from hurting me, so I'm good," she answered, "and on that note, you can go."
"Bonnie, listen to me…"
"You can go Stefan," she repeated.
"Bonnie, believe it or not I don't want you to get hurt or worse…"
"Stefan, you can go…would you rather I make you go?" she asked with all seriousness.
Stefan nodded, "Take care of yourself Bonnie," he looked over at Rudy before leaving the hospital room.
Bonnie glanced over at her father before taking a seat next to him and taking his hand again.
Stefan headed towards the elevators while removing his cell from his pocket dialing a number, "I don't know where you are or what you're doing, but you need to get your ass back to Mystic Falls. Katherine is still here and most of all, Bonnie is going after her and you know what that could mean. You need to get back here as soon as you can, if Bonnie means even close to what you professed."
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"…Bonnie is going after her and you know what that could mean. You need to get back here as soon as you can, if Bonnie means even close to what you professed…end of message," Damon clutched his cell phone in his hand.
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"Hey Bonnie…I came as soon as my shift was finished, what do you need me to do?" Liz asked entering Rudy's hospital room casting a frown to Rudy still lying in bed unmoving and then looking at Bonnie.
"I just need you to stay with him for awhile, "Bonnie picked up her bag, "I need to head out and I don't want him here alone…well…not just with the hospital staff."
"Ok, but where are you going?" Liz grabbed Bonnie's arm.
"I need to get out of here for a few hours, trust me…I'm not up to anything," Bonnie smiled.
Liz raised an eyebrow, "I know that you want to get whomever did this to Rudy, but Bonnie you have to be smart about this."
"Liz, I appreciate you caring about me—but everything is ok. I know what I have to do and I'm not going to do anything that will kill me."
"How long will you be gone for?"
"Three hours or so."
"I will be here and if anything changes, I will call you immediately."
"Thank you."
Liz pulled Bonnie into a hug and Bonnie stiffened in her embrace, she felt like it had been days since she had been hugged by someone who truly cared, "Bonnie, everything will be ok," she whispered in Bonnie's ear.
Bonnie said nothing as she nodded fighting back tears before heading out of the hospital room.
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After stopping home, Bonnie had one more stop to make before heading to the hospital. She killed the engine to her car and grabbed her bag. Exiting the car, she looked up at the house, where she spent so much of her childhood…good times…the only place that she could pretend to be a regular kid. She could play dress up, she could pretend to be a princess…she could talk about boys…being a cheerleader…it was one the place that she could just be a teenager. The Gilbert House. Now as she stood in front of it, it stirred up feelings that made her physically sick. However, she needed something from Elena and Elena was probably guilty enough to give her whatever she wanted.
Bonnie walked up the stairs feeling as if her feet each weighed 100 pounds. Heart beating rapidly in her chest, she knocked on the door. She prayed that Elena opened the door and no one else. When the door opened and she came face to face with Jeremy, she was pretty sure that the fates were against her in every single way.
"Bonnie…wow…I wasn't expecting to see you. I heard about your dad and I'm sorry," Jeremy uttered combined with a hug that almost knocked Bonnie down.
"It's ok, my father will be ok…"
"Do they know what happened? Someone just broke into your house and attacked him?"
"Yup…that's what happened," Bonnie moved out of his arms, "umm…is Elena here?"
"She's upstairs."
"Thanks," Bonnie stated heading towards the stairs.
"And umm…Bonnie, I was at the gala. I know that something went down between you, Elena and the Salvatores. I also saw you and Damon on the dance floor, you deserve better than him Bonnie."
She stopped on the stairs and turned around slowly, "Thank you Jeremy," she mumbled before heading up the stairs.
Bonnie's stomach turned. She hadn't had time to process how she felt about what happened with Damon since that night in the boarding house, so she continued to just push it all down. She still felt something stir inside of her when she thought about him…his voice…his hands…his touch…her body shivered, she missed all of that…she wished…she wished that things were different, but she had to press on.
Bonnie walked towards Elena's bedroom and knocked on the door, "Come in," Elena's voice called through the door and Bonnie opened the door.
"Bonnie, wow…I didn't expect to see you," Elena jumped up and brought Bonnie into a hug, "did something happen…is your dad awake?"
"Nope…still in a coma."
"Oh…well…come on…sit, sit…"
Bonnie looked around the room and immediately zeroed in on a picture of her and Elena. They were about 6 years old and they were sitting on the Gilbert steps and holding each other with toothless grins. It was a good time…a simpler time…a happier time.
"Do you remember how silly we were? It took Jenna 10 minutes to get that pic," Elena moved next to her.
"We were," Bonnie turning from the pic, "I'm here because I need something from you, but I need some information first."
"What…anything…I want to do whatever I can to help you…"
Bonnie gave Elena a small smile, "Katherine…," all the color from Elena's face immediately drained. Bonnie wasn't sure exactly the reason for it, but a small part of her knew that Elena more than likely had some feelings where Katherine and Stefan were concerned so hearing that other woman's name probably set her teeth on edge—Bonnie liked it.
"What about her?"
"Do you know why you two look alike?" Bonnie asked taking a seat on Elena's bed.
Elena joined her, "I'm not exactly sure…we're related somehow…but I don't know how. I asked Stefan, he's not sure either, he said something about a doppelganger, but it's so far out there that I can't even explain it properly."
"So you're relatives…"
"I guess."
"Well that helps, I need something from you."
"What?"
"Blood," Bonnie answered.
"Bon…" Elena shook her head.
"You want to help me, you said that…"
"Yes, but my blood for what..."
"Katherine was in my father's hospital room the other night; I need to get rid of her."
"Stefan told me that you asked him about her. Bonnie, Stefan says…"
"I don't give a damn what Stefan says!" Bonnie exploded and then lowered her voice, "Katherine is the one who attacked my father. She is after this moonstone, she will come after more people if I don't stop her…"
"But she's dangerous."
"So am I," Bonnie declared.
Elena blinked. This was her best friend sitting in front her, but she didn't recognize her.
"I'm sure Stefan told you what happened at the boarding house the other night, Elena. I've trained a long time to become what I am and I've killed more vampires than you could count. Katherine is just another one to add to my list. Stefan won't tell me how to find her, so there's a spell that I can use to locate her—but I need your blood."
"Bonnie…"
"Elena, you, Damon and Stefan tore my world apart. You were the one that I trusted the most and you lied to me. Our friendship was one that I cherished and it will ever be the same. I need you now and this is a way for you to help me, so please can I have your blood?"
Elena sighed, "Bon, I don't want you to get hurt."
"My father's in a coma, my heart's broken Elena…I don't think there's anything else that can happen to me."
"You could die," Elena whispered as if she was afraid to even utter it.
"Katherine's the only one who will end up dead in this scenario."
Elena sighed as she lifted her shirt sleeve, "Bonnie, I don't want you to get yourself killed."
Bonnie nodded as she removed one of the syringes she swiped from the hospital earlier.
"Damon left town, not sure if you know," Elena grimaced as Bonnie pricked her with the needle point.
"I know," Bonnie avoided her gaze.
"I think he left to help you."
"He's so considerate," Bonnie remarked sarcastically.
"You know I'm not a Damon fan at all, but I do think a part of him cared about…no…cares about you. I don't know what a Damon who cares about anything but himself looks like, but I think I saw a glimpse of him when you two danced at the gala."
Bonnie ignored her as she watched the blood fill the vial.
"You were happy with him and whatever you two had. You told me so and I know that you feel betrayed, but I want you to be happy and if Damon does that…"
"Making sure Katherine pays for what she did will make me happy," Bonnie stated placing the vial in her bag and placing a band-aid over the wound, "and you should be less concerned with what's happening with me and Damon and more about what's happening with our friendship."
"Bonnie, you're angry with me and I know that it will take a long time for us to be even close to what we were. I just want you to be happy and whatever makes you happy, I want to support. I am so sorry for what I did. I'm sorry for involving Grams, I'm sorry for lying to you and keeping secrets. I don't think there are enough words to ever make you forgive me for any of what I've done—but I love you. You are my best friend, you are like a sister to me and I never wanted to do anything to do with making you hurt," Elena's eyes filled with tears as she met Bonnie's eyes.
Bonnie felt her throat start to burn and the tears form in her eyes, "I have to go," she jumped up off the bed.
"Bonnie…I hope one day you can forgive me," Elena stood up.
"I hope one day that all the hurt and anger I feel inside will go away. Thank you for helping me," Bonnie stated before turning and walking out of Elena's room.
Bonnie could barely breathe as she slid behind the steering wheel of her. The tears that had been threatening to fall for minutes, finally met their released and trailed down her face. She started the car as her phone began to ring. The phone number was private, she hesitated to answer it, but it could be Liz at the hospital. She pressed the green button, "Hello."
She was met with silence, but she could tell that someone was on the other end, "Hello…"
The person said nothing, but she heard their breath hitch.
She gripped the phone as her stomach flip flopped, "Are you going to say something?"
The caller said nothing.
"That's fine. Don't say anything, but just so you know…I'm going to kill your ex-girlfriend and I'm going to make sure it hurts," Bonnie whispered into the phone before ending the call.
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Bonnie walked into Rudy's hospital room and took a seat. Liz left as soon as Bonnie got there after informing Bonnie there was no change. "Daddy…" Bonnie breathed out, "I can't believe that I failed you. You taught me better than this. You told me that I couldn't allow myself to be open with my emotions. My feelings were supposed to be kept under cover because as soon as I let them out, my whole world could fall apart," she listened to the monitors for a few moments, "I needed to be strong. I needed to be smart. I just needed to concentrate on the mission in front of me and nothing else," she bit her lip, "I made a mistake and it will never happen again."
Bonnie looked down at Rudy and took his hand, "I will fix this," she whispered as she felt his hand tighten around hers while his eyes opened slowly and stared back at her, "Daddy…hold on…let me get a doctor," she jumped up from her chair and headed towards the door, "hurry…he's awake! He's awake!"
Bonnie turned to look at her father who stared back at her with a small smile on his face and she returned his smile as she felt a relief, she hadn't felt in days.
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"Bonnie, how many enchantments are you going to put up?" Rudy asked from his spot on the lazy boy as he watched his daughter walk around the living room stating incantations.
After an additional week in the hospital, Rudy was home and Bonnie was making sure that not one vampire would make their way into their home.
"As many as it takes," she stated without looking at him, "and Daddy, you have to remember…Elena is a no-no. She knows that now and won't come over. You can't trust anyone, really."
"Bonnie, I taught you about vampires. I know what they are capable of. Yes, I had my guard down when I allowed Katherine in the house, but trust me, I learned my lesson there."
"Don't worry, if she gets anywhere near our home, she will combust into flames," Bonnie stated without a hint of hesitation or caring.
Rudy shook his head. At times, he forgot how talented his daughter was as a witch. He figured if he had cultivated her magical side as much as her huntress side, she could rival Sheila and Abby as a witches. Bonnie was gifted. It was evident from the time that she was born. Her tears when she was a baby could bring a rainstorm without her even knowing it. Sheila and Abby knew what Bonnie would be, but Rudy knew that her destiny was so much greater than just being a Bennett witch.
"Daddy, did you hear me?" Bonnie asked bringing him out of his thoughts.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I think that's enough. No one will be able to come in that means us any harm."
He nodded, "I see you learned a few things since arriving in Mystic Falls."
"Yeah, I read some of the grimoires that Grams collected over the years. It was nice, you know. I felt so connected to her reading through them, I even felt connected to my Mom," she remarked thoughtfully, "Daddy, did she say anything before she left…something to indicate that she was going to leave Seattle?"
Rudy looked in his daughter's eyes. After Abby left, she would ask about her every day. Ask if she was coming back for her birthday and then one day, she just stopped. It was as if Bonnie had erased Abby from her life and that pleased him. The fact that she was curious about her now, unsettled him a little, "No…she didn't say anything," he answered.
Bonnie's mouth drooped a little, but she quickly covered it with a small smile, "I will go upstairs and do some more enchantments."
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Damon parked his convertible and glanced at the address on the torn piece of paper in his hand. The things he had to do to get this address would haunt him forever, but it was worth it. He had to call in every favor he possibly could from witches that he hadn't managed to piss off in his long life. They all warned him against this, but there was no way that he could walk away. He locked the door to his rental and walked up the pathway towards the front door of the house.
Once he knocked, he knew that there was no going back. The door opened and a light skinned black woman, with expressive brown eyes and a familiar pout peered out, "Can I help you?" she asked.
"Are you Kimberly Armstrong?" Damon asked with a bright smile.
"Excuse me, do I know you?" she opened the door wider.
"I don't think so, but I know you…"
The woman raised an eyebrow and within a second, she started to close the door, but Damon stopped it quickly, "Would you be more accommodating if I called you by your real name, Abigail Bennett?" he narrowed his eyes.
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