AN: Thanks for all of the amazing reviews!

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"Son of a bitch!" Damon hissed through his teeth as he collapsed in an armchair made up of crushed red velvet. Beads of sweat peppered his brow and upper lip as he struggled to find a comfortable position on the cushy piece of furniture. His white shirt was stained with his blood and there was an ugly tear in his jacket where Stefan had brutally stabbed him. As he yanked the offending piece of plastic shrapnel out of his guts, be bit down on his bottom lip trying not to cry out in agony. Narrowing his ice blue eyes, he pressed his hand firmly over the gaping wound in his side while silently plotting ways to destroy his younger brother. Stefan attacking him whenever he was in an volatile state was nothing new, but having his brother attack him in front of Bonnie left Damon feeling humiliated on a whole different level. When I get my hands on Stefan, I am going to beat the brakes off his ass.

While Damon was slipping in out of consciousness, Bonnie stood in the middle of the room staring at the door that Stefan had disappeared through seconds earlier. Her entire interaction with the youngest Salvatore vampire had left the former witch completely shaken and completely caught off guard. Stefan had kissed her and while she was outraged and furious that he would take such liberties with her mouth without her permission, a part of her was reeling from his kiss but not in a way she had expected. She had never been kissed with such cold passion and brutality. Her lips were swollen to the point where they were throbbing and her panties that had been dry earlier was now slightly moist. Gritting her teeth, she silently cursed Stefan's existence while mentally plotting his demise. It was bad enough that Stefan turned on her, but convincing her body to follow suit and that didn't sit too well with her.

"Earth to Bonnie," Damon snapped angrily snapping the young witch out of her trance, "When you aren't too busy swooning, I could really use your assistance."

Bonnie blinked several times before turning her attention towards the injured vampire writhing in pain. She was ashamed to say that she had forgotten Damon was even in the room after Stefan's kiss. As she stared at him quietly, she felt a slight twinge of guilt. There was a time where she would have been overjoyed in seeing him in this pitiful state, but at that moment, she felt both uncomfortable and sympathetic. Realizing that at any moment anyone could walk in and find Damon bleeding all over the place, Bonnie marched across the room and locked the door before rushing over to Damon's side.

"I wasn't swooning, you idiot. I was just wishing that I had my magic so that I could set your unstable brother on fire," she grumbled as she dropped to her knees. Swatting his hand away, she studied his wound closely. The wound would heal eventually, but Damon needed blood in order to make the process happen faster. Grabbing the end of the piece of fabric that Stefan had used to bandage her hand, she held her wounded hand towards cold his lips."Drink," she ordered. Not needing to be told twice, Damon grabbed her by the wrist. Pressing his lips to the cut on her palm before drinking greedily. When he had the enough amount to stop the bleeding in his abdomen, he pulled back and sighed heavily. Feeling the pain subsiding, Damon's blue eyes flickered to her face and a look of relief flashed across her face. "Thanks, Bon Bon."

Bonnie offered him a brief smile before lowering her gaze away from his handsome face. She went to remove her hand from his when he abruptly tightened his grip. She swallowed deeply as she forced her eyes to settle on his face. Even though there were still traces of pain etched deep into his face, she saw appreciation and affection beneath the hurt."Here...let me help you with that," he murmured. Before she could respond, he swept his cold, wet tongue across her wound slowly and deliberately allowing his saliva to heal her wound. Bonnie felt a warm blush spread through her body as Damon's eyes bore into her intensely.

She could feel his hot breath grazing her fingertips as his mouth lingered inches away from her sweaty palm. First Stefan kissed her like he was a starved man, and now Damon was licking blood with a not so thinly veiled innuendo in his heated gaze. Bonnie felt like she was experiencing a weird shift in the universe. The last thing she ever wanted was to be the focus of one Salvatore vampire, and now she was on the receiving end of two? Shaking her head and fighting the feeling of anxiety building up inside of her, she snatched her hand away.

"We need to find Enzo and Caroline and get the hell out of here," she said mumbled as she helped the injured vampire to his feet. She was surprised and a little bit confused when he snatched away from her, his handsome face darkened with anger."Don't you think we should address the elephant in the room before we go running off looking for blondie and your boyfriend?" he inquired sharply.

Bonnie flinched noticeably.

"I don't know what you are talking about," she stated lamely."I'm talking about that sparks that was flying between you and Stefan when you kissed," he explained curtly. His blue eyes were flashing wildly as he tightly clutched the hole in his side that was slowly healing.

Bonnie stared at him feeling her cheeks burn hot. She had been hoping that Damon would pretend that Stefan kissing her didn't happen, but she experienced no such luck."

I-I don't know, Damon. I am just as confused about his bizarre behavior as you are," she stammered flustered.

Damon snorted rudely as he limped over to her and glared at her suspiciously. Her lips were slightly puffy, her brown skin was flushed and he could smell a hint of was very little that Damon didn't know about the little witch. After spending four months living together in the prison world, they had learned all sorts of things about one another. He had first smelled her delicious womanly aroma one morning in the prison world when she had come down for breakfast. He assumed she had a wet dream, but she never let on that she was in heat and surprisingly, Damon had the common decency not to bring it up. Now that he was detecting the familiar scent lingering in the air between them, he felt his mouth water and his anger swell. Bonnie could pretend that she was outraged by Stefan's fucked up display of affection, but it annoyed Damon that she wasn't being honest about how it affected her. She wasn't just confused. She was actually turned on by it!

"The funny thing is that you didn't seem all that confused when he was kissing you. In fact, if I didn't know any better, I would think that you actually liked swapping spit with my brother," the dark haired vampire spat venomously.

Bonnie olive green eyes widened in disbelief. She could see where this conversation was heading and she wasn't in the mood to fight with Damon over something that had been completely out of her control.

"Damon, let's not go there," she warned quietly as she reached up and tucked a strand of her curled hair behind her ear.

"No, let's go there Bon Bon," he snarled towering over her with his teeth bared, "Stefan felt comfortable enough to enter your personal space and treat your lips like his stolen property. I just want to know why you let him."

Bonnie felt a lump form in her throat. "Come on, Damon. We both know that Stefan isn't exactly in his right mind," she pointed out weakly.

"Well from the looks of it, neither are you," he retorted bitterly.

Bonnie laughed in disbelief. "Really, Damon?"

"Yes, really," the eldest Salvatore snapped, "Stefan may not be in his right mind, but you are. You should have stopped him, but you didn't. I just don't understand why."

"Listen. I know that you didn't appreciate have ring side seats to Stefan's little act of insanity, but do you really think that I appreciated being the main attraction?" Bonnie demanded irritated, "Your brother somehow managed to make me hate him and feel sorry for him before turning around and shoving not only his blood but his tongue down my throat. If anyone has the right to be upset right now, it's me. Not you."

"He fed you his blood," he whispered in horror.

Bonnie didn't think it was possible for Damon to become paler than what he already was, but there he was standing in front of her looking whiter than a sheet of paper. It was in that moment that Bonnie realized that telling Damon that little detail was probably not a good idea. He was already agitated and now she had unintentional poured fuel on an already out of control fire.

"Yes. He could have hurt or killed me, but he didn't. He was just trying to prove some sick point," she tried desperately, but Damon wasn't listening.

Stefan had not only crossed one line by feeding Bonnie his blood, but he had completly fucked up when he had the nerve to put his lips where they didn't belong. There were a lot of things that Damon was willing to let slide when it came to Stefan. He had stood by silently while Stefan went on a killing spree, he didn't bat an eyelash when Stefan had taken advantage of women even while he was suppose to be in love with Caroline. Hell, he even tolerated his younger brother's long and boring lectures about brotherhood and letting Elena go. All of those things were tolerable, but when Stefan decided to turn his deranged sights on Bonnie and assault her, that's where Damon drew the line. Nobody fucks with the little witch and get away with it.

With murder flashing in his pale blue eyes, Damon clenched his teeth before storming out of the room.

Feeling fear and panic surging to the surface, Bonnie bolted after him silently praying that a pissed off Damon wouldn't cause a scene and make things go from bad to worse.

Fortunately someone had been listening to her prayers because Caroline chose that particular moment to come around the corner.

"Where the hell have you two been?" the blonde vampire screeched unhappily, "You two missed the last dance and I was force having to waltz with Enzo who isn't exactly light on his feet. No offense, Bon."

Damon glowered at Caroline who was standing directly in his path. He was preparing to tell her to move her ass out of the way when Bonnie appeared at his side and clutched his arm tightly.

"Sorry we missed it. Damon and I were taking care of something," she murmured apologetic. Caroline folded her arms across her chest and stared at the seething vampire and the former witch warily. "What was more important than the last dance?"

"How about the fact that Stefan practically destroyed Bon Bon's dress, fed her his blood and shoved his," he started but he yelped when Bonnie sunk her nails into his arms shooting him a dirty look.

Caroline wide blue eyes rested on Bonnie stunned.

"Stefan attacked you?" she asked in horror as her hands flew to her mouth and her eyes filled with tears.

Hating to see her friend upset, Bonnie flashed a warm smile and moved closer to the blonde.

"Stefan didn't hurt me, Care. He was just trying to scare me a little, that's all," she murmured trying to calm the trembling vampire who was quickly nearing high levels of hysteria.

"Why are you down playing what he did, Bon?" Damon argued, "If I hadn't gotten to you when I did, Stefan could have did a lot worse than what he did."

"But he didn't," Bonnie insisted flashing him a look warning him to back off before turning her attention back to Caroline, "Stefan is just in a dark place right now and it's not really his fault. It's Cybil and Cade."

Caroline shook her head stubbornly causing several of her blonde curls to bounce around her shoulders.

"He's gone too far this time," she whispered angrily as she brushed a stray tear that had fallen down her cheek, "I have given him so many chances to do the right thing. To be the man that I have fallen in love with but a part of me is really believing that Stefan doesn't want to the good man that I know that he can be. Maybe it's easier for him to be a monster and to live his life in chaos. Some people find comfort when they are living in hell."

When she twisted her engagement finger off of her finger, Bonnie felt her heart plummet into the pit of her stomach.

"Caroline, wait," she started, but the other woman stopped her in mid sentence by holding up her hand to silence her.

"Bonnie, I have to do this. I'm tired of being on this emotional merry go round with Stefan. He is killing again and he hurt one of my best friends. What kind of person would I be if I just turned a blind eye to his actions? What kind of friend would I be if I let the man I love get away with hurting someone who is like family to me?" she asked bleakfully, "Maybe Stefan and I can find a way to each other in the future, but right now...we just can't be together."

As the heartbroken vampire disappeared down the hall, Bonnie made a move to go after her, but Damon blocked her path.

"What the hell are you doing, Damon? We have to stop her before she does something that she is going to live to regret," she stared at her annoyed.

"Did you not just hear what blondie said? Besides, you are lucky she is the one confronting Stefan right now. If it was me, I would beaten him within an inch of his life," he breathed angrilly.

"Stefan doesn't need you to assault him or for Caroline to lose hope. She is doing the wrong thing," Bonnie tried desperately.

"It's not your choice, Bonnie. It's her. Think about how many times Caroline has been down this road with Stefan. Maybe she doesn't want to live the rest of her eternal life wondering when her husband to be will flip off his humanity switch and go all crazy pants. Maybe she doesn't want to live the rest of her life anchored down by a man who is constantly plagued by darkness and self loathing," Damon growled.

"She loves him and love with the right amount of time and patience, love can overcome anything," Bonnie said firmly, "You of all people should know that."

"You of all people should know that not everyone can be saved," he fired back."I refuse to believe that," she argued vehemently."Well then I'm afraid that you are going to end up in a world of perpetual disappointment, sister," Damon said evenly.

The vampire and witch stood in the hall breathing heavily as they glared at one another neither willing to back down. They have been at these crossroads before where both of them would think they were right and the other was wrong. They would lock horns, argue and while sometimes they would come to an reluctant compromise, most of the times the fights would end with Bonnie storming off and Damon trying to find a way back to his sanity at the bottom of a bottle of Bourbon. This time was no different if the scowl on Bonnie's face and Damon's silent wish for a bottle of Bourbon to appear in his hand was any indication. Bonnie made a move to walk away from him when Damon blocked her path.

"Where are you going?" Damon growled.

"To find my damn boyfriend."

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Leaning against his car, Enzo clutched his blood necklace while silently staring out at the sun that was settling over the horizon. Despite knowing that Bonnie had returned his precious gift in a noble and selfless manner, the handsome vampire couldn't help but feel a twinge of resentment towards the woman that he considered to be the love of his life. Over the past few years, he and Bonnie had been through so many things that had both served to bring them together and threatened to tear them apart. After everything Bonnie had survived and all the sacrifices that she had made, Enzo felt entitled to an happy ending, but unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be. Bonnie had made it perfectly clear that she wasn't going to turn into a vampire so that they could spend eternity together which meant that Enzo had to face the inevitable truth. He was going to outlive her and eventually watch as the woman he was in love with grow old and die. The thought made his throat tightened and the corner of his eyes burn hot with unshed tears, but he forced himself to keep his emotions at bay. The last thing he wanted was Bonnie to find him feeling bitter and sad when this was supposed to be a day where she could enjoy doing normal things for once.

"You looked troubled, Enzo."

Enzo slowly turned around and felt his anger spike when he found himself face to face to with Cybil. He felt a mixture of fear and apprehension seep through his pores as he stared her down. She was wearing the exact same green gown that Bonnie was wearing and her hair was styled in the exact same fashion. Her brown eyes sparkled with mischief and her lips was coated with pink gloss. He felt the hair on his arms rise slightly as he recognized his blood necklace around her neck. The sight was incredibly disturbing and it caused a huge lump to form inside of his throat. Cybil was notorious for playing mind games and he knew what her sudden presence meant and he knew that nothing good could come from the impending conversation.

"I'm fine, love," he said flatly shoving his hands deep inside of his pockets while glaring at the smug siren, "Don't let your concern for me keep you from enjoying the party."

Cybil pouted playfully at his failed attempt at dismissing her. She could see that Enzo was furious with her and she couldn't exactly blame him. Ever since Enzo had stumbled into the vault and unwillingly became her slave, she had made his life a living hell. She had kept him from Bonnie for four months, she had forced him to kill so that she could feed and she had manipulated him into doing plenty of questionable things. While she had found the time she had spent with Enzo fulfilling and extremely pleasant, she could tell that the dark vampire felt the complete opposite.

"Speaking of the party, I was very disappointed that you didn't save me a dance," she said sweetly, as she played with his tie lazily, "I didn't get a chance to tell you that I have missed you."

Enzo tensed as he stared down at her warily. Cybil was pretending to be innocent and sweet, but he knew that beneath the facade was a bloodthirsty demon who was willing to do and say anything to get what she wanted.

"Yes, I got that message loud and clear when you weaseled your way into my subconscious and nearly tortured me to death," he grumbled as he tugged his tie out of her slender finger.

She laughed genuinely amused as she bit down on her bottom lip softly. The memory of slipping into Enzo's subconscious and torturing him caused a flash of warmth to spread through her extremities. Even though she knew that it was sick to admit, Cybil had thoroughly enjoyed gouging out Enzo's eye and ripping out his guts. His screams and his fear and pain had been a major turn on for her. She tended to do dramatic things whenever she was spurned and rejected. Even though she didn't regret any of things she had done to poor Enzo, she knew that if she didn't want to scare him off, she had to tread carefully.

"You should know that I was only trying to teach you a lesson," she purred softly, "When you escaped from me, you hurt my feelings. You had to know that scorning a siren would not end well for you."

"Well I am free of you now, so if you don't mind, I will be on my way. Bonnie is waiting for me," he said stiffly.

He was turning to head back to the mansion when Cybil blocked his path flashing a charming smile.

"Relax, Enzo. Bonnie's fine. When I last saw her she was in the company of Damon and that wretched blonde," she informed casually before batting her eyes flirtatiously, "I don't see why Damon insists on hanging around low rent women when he could have someone of my caliber."

Enzo's left eyebrow arched as he detected a hint of resentment in her voice.

"Bonnie and Caroline are amazing women, Cybil. They don't have to use manipulation and hurt people to get what they want. You could probably take a page from their book," he suggested quietly.

Cybil bristled noticeably as she folded her arms across her petite chest. She had taken road trips inside of Enzo's mind many times and it was always annoying at how the vampire with the accent would view the Bennett witch. Through his eyes, she saw a woman that was powerful, beautiful, and loyal. She saw what Enzo saw and that was the perfect woman. Even though she had tried to push Bonnie out of Enzo's head, the vampire stubbornly clung to his love for her, and that had infuriated her to no ends.

"Bonnie and Caroline are nothing more than two insecure brats who ended up with powerful men that are way out of their league. Damon is too big of a catch to let go because he is too busy pining over a human girl locked in casket," Cybil said, icicles dripping from her words.

"What's with your obsession with Damon anyways? You keep trying to worm your way into his mind and his heart, but what you failed to realize is that he is never going to love you," Enzo said curtly.

A look of her shadowed the siren's face, but milliseconds it was gone and replaced by a look of vengeance.

"I may not be able to have Damon, but don't forget that you are not as strong and fiercely loyal as he is. Don't forget that I was able to have you more ways than one and if I wanted to, I could have you again."

Enzo paled noticeably and Cybil's wicked smile grew wider.

"What's wrong, love?" she said mockingly, "You haven't told your beloved your dirty little secret? Maybe I should fill her in."

Enzo glared at her angrily. "You will keep your mouth shut, or I swear I will..."

"You will what, Enzo?" she asked amused, as she traced her manicured nail along his strong jawline, "You won't do We both know who is in control in our little relationship."

"We have no relationship. You were nothing more than a control freak who couldn't take no for an answer," he said scathingly.

"Oh please, Enzo. Spare me the self righteous indignation. I may be a siren who exercise my control to get inside of your head, but I hardly had to do much coercing to get you into my bed," she taunted smugly, "If you were honest with yourself, you would admit that you rather enjoyed our brief dalliance."

Enzo set his jaw squarely as he tried not to think about the few times that Cybil had managed to take advantage of him during a brief moment of weakness. Memories of their torrid affair and steamy nights poured through his mind and he felt a shameful twinge inside of his pants. He could remember the feel of her soft skin on his tongue, the sound of their flesh slapping together when she begged him to fuck her roughly, the way his name tore from her lips when she came undone around his throbbing manhood. Being with Cybil had been incredible, but it didn't compare to what it felt like being with Bonnie. When he had been with Cybil, he had been a man desperate, weak and in several different kinds of pain. With Bonnie it was different. He was strong, at peace and a man madly in love. There had been several times that he had considered confessing his dark secret to Bonnie, but he never did because he knew that it would hurt her deeply and that was the last thing that he ever wanted to do.

"What happened between us was a mistake," he managed to say when he found his voice again. Cybil nodded in agreement.

"Yes. I am afraid it was a mistake. I was frustrated with not being able to get Damon to willing be intimate with you that in my frustration, I settled for you. Looks like me and your beloved Bonnie both have something in common.

"Her words felt like a swift kick in the balls and while they hurt like hell, Enzo did his best to mask his emotions. He had always suspected that Bonnie had been a lovelorn witch that had feelings for Damon Salvatore, but he had push those suspicions to the back of his mind after Damon desiccated. The thoughts had completely disappeared after the first time that Bonnie confessed that she was in love with him. Enzo was secured in his role as Bonnie's lover, but there were times where their past made him feel a little left out and insecure.

Seeing that her words was causing Enzo to feel uneasy, Cybil decided to pour more salt into his wound."What's the matter, Enzo?" the siren asked whirling around in her heels and giggling like a schoolgirl, "Truth hurts?"

Enzo chuckled softly before shaking his head with a look of pity on his face.

"You will never have him, darling," he murmured feeling a twisted sense of vindication, "Damon is in love with Elena. His heart will never belong to you."

"That's where you are wrong, Enzo," Cybil spat as she clenched her tiny fingers into a quivering fist,"I am going to have Damon and I won't stop until I pull every memory of everyone he has ever loved from that pretty little head of his.

When I'm done with him, he will know only me, love only me and breathe for no one but me," she promised softly, her brown eyes filled with a mixture of lust and rage.

Enzo was prepared to call her ten different kinds of crazy, but he never had the chance. When he blinked, the sassy siren was long gone.

"Enzo?"

The dark haired vampire turned around and if he was a human, he would have felt his heart skip a beat. Walking in his direction was Damon, Bonnie and Caroline and there appearance was a cause for deep concern. Caroline's foundation and eyeliner was ruined by recently shed tears, Damon's suit jacket was soaked from blood, and Bonnie appeared frazzled and her beautiful dress was ruined. The trio looked as if they had been on the wrong side of a pretty bad fight and Enzo mentally kicked himself for not being around for Bonnie when she clearly needed him. Going into protective mode, he immediately rushed over to Bonnie nearly knocking Caroline and Damon down in the process. As his eyes raked over her, he saw that she wasn't harmed and he felt relief flood through him as he swept her into a tight embrace.

"Enzo! I was looking all over the mansion for you. Are you okay?" Bonnie inquired as she pulled out of his arms and stared up at him curiously.

Enzo cupped her beautiful face inside of his large hands before smiling down at her lovingly. He knew that he should tell her that what happened between him and Cybil. He preferred that things were out in the open and there were no secrets between them, but he couldn't. The thought of seeing pain and betrayal etched into her beautiful face was more than he could bear. How would she ever trust him once she learned what he had been hiding from her for months? How could he bring himself to justify his actions when Damon had been strong enough to resist Cybil's lustful temptation while Enzo had fallen weakly into her thinly veiled trap? The truth would destroy her and Enzo realized that jeopardizing his future and his relationship with Bonnie wasn't a risk that he was willing to take. He decided right then and there that his dirty past with Cybil would be a secret that he would make sure he took to his grave.

"Everything's fine," he said forcing a smile as he planted a kiss on her forehead, "How about you, love? No offense darling, but you look a little worse for wear. Is everything alright?"

Bonnie stared at her boyfriend conflicted. She had every intention on telling him the truth, but she knew that now wasn't the right time to fill him in on the dirty details of what had taken place between her and Stefan. Even though the kiss didn't mean anything to her, she knew that Enzo wouldn't care and would just end up acting ten times worse than Damon and she couldn't afford for that to happen. Not when there was an unstable vampire on the loose, a obsessed siren stalking Damon and the lord of the underworld behind the scenes pulling both of the supernaturals strings. Her grams use to tell her that lying is done with words and also in silence and while the saying left her feeling guilty and miserably, she knew that withholding facts for the sake of peace was necessary. Swallowing back her regret and guilt, she bit down on her bottom lip before lifting her head up to stare at Enzo with a forced smile on her lips."Bonnie?" Enzo inquired arching a dark eyebrow concerned.

"Don't worry," Bonnie murmured echoing Enzo's earlier lie," Everything's fine."

AN: I always wondered if there was a sexual relationship between Cybil and Damon and Enzo while they were on their little demented killing spree, so I decided to explore that theory. I know it seems slow, but it will pick up soon. Also on a random note, I found out that Ian Somerhalder will be starring in a vampire series called V-Wars on Netflix. I'm super excited about it. If they bring Kat Graham in on it, I will die. I am serious. My little ticker would just explode from sheer joy. Anyhoo, hope you enjoyed this chapter and if you want, drop a review.