AN: Sorry for the delay. I spent the past couple of weeks moving into my new house and I wasn't able to sit down and do ANYTHING that I love. Anyhoo...enjoy.

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"Say it."

Enzo pressed his lips against the shell of Bonnie's ear while slowly sliding his hand up the back of her shirt.

Bonnie rolled her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip softly. It was bad enough that she was having anxiety in deciding what her next move would be, but what made it worse was that Enzo's interrogation was making Bonnie feel both horny and excited. His soft touch was invoking hot and vulgar reactions between her legs, but she was too proud to allow Enzo to see how his actions were affecting her. Despite the seemingly innocent way he was touching and kissing her, Bonnie knew what he was up to. The suspicious witch knew that the charming vampire was attempting to charm her by luring her into a false sense of security, but Bonnie was far too intelligent to take the bait. Straitening her spine, Bonnie narrowed her moss green eyes as she glared at her lover evenly. Licking her lips deliberately, she smiled deviously and leaned towards him while exposing her breast to him defiantly.

"Make me," she breathed coyly.

"Say it, or I won't give you what you want," the vampire threatened with a dark smile on his lips.

Sighing defeated before throwing her multi colored paper money and handful of multi colored property cards across the board.

"Fine," Bonnie huffed defeated, "You win."

The couple had been playing a very erotic game of Monopoly and while Bonnie had dominated in the first half of the game, Enzo had quickly squashed all hope of her actually becoming the victor.

Feeing petty, Bonnie shoved the board and its pieces off of the table before rolling over on her stomach on the couch where her lace covered ass was prompt up in the air, and her scowling face was shoved in the pillow.

Enzo whistled quietly before leaning in closer to his lover with a charming smirk on his lips.

"When do I get to claim my prize, love?" he inquired huskily as his eyes lowered from her face to her exposed dark pecan colored breasts.

Bonnie tucked a runaway strand of hair securely behind her ear before closing the small amount of distance between them and slanting her mouth over his.

For the past week, Bonnie and Enzo had been having sex that was off the charts. It wasn't like the sex before was bad, but it was like some barrier had been broken down and they had evolved to some next level freaky deaky. Bonnie had even invited Enzo to drink her blood during intercourse and that was something that she had never thought she would let him do. Bonnie would like to think that the change in their sex life had happened naturally due to the healthy progression over their relationship, but deep down she knew that wasn't entirely true. Ever since Stefan had caught her off guard with his passionate kiss, she had been doing everything in her power to get it out of her mind and that included turning the heat up in the bedroom with Enzo. She had hoped that the more kinky she got with Enzo, the less she would feel guilty about being turned on by the kiss that had been forced upon her by the psychotic Ripper, but unfortunately, all of her sexy efforts to erase that hot moment from her mind had failed miserably.

Sensing her mood change, Enzo pulled back and stared at his lover concerned.

"Is something wrong, love?" he murmured.

Bonnie flashed an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I'm just a little thirsty."

"I can remedy that. Be right back, darling," he smiled pecking her on cheek before getting off the living room floor and disappearing into the kitchen.

Sighing, Bonnie rolled over her stomach and buried her face in her hands. She really needed to stop thinking about that stupid kiss. She was afraid that sooner or later Enzo will catch on to her strange behavior and question her about it. She wasn't some silly naïve girl. She knew that the kiss didn't mean anything. She knew that Stefan was just trying to get inside of her head with his juvenile mind games, but why was it easy for him to succeed in making her completely bothered? Was it because he had bought one of her oldest fantasies to life or was it because he was a Salvatore and it was natural to fall for their charm? The more that she thought about the more her head began to hurt and her guilt began to flare. She didn't need this distraction.

Running her fingers through her wild tresses, she made her way to her feet and headed towards the dresser to retrieve one of Enzo's shirts. There was something about wearing her lover's clothes that made her feel closer to him. Opening the top drawer, she pulled out a black cotton Hanes shirt. She was closing the drawer when something shiny caught her eye. Curiously, she reached down and her forehead knitted with confusion as she noticed that it was the blood necklace that she had returned to him at the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant that had taken place over a week ago.

"Bonnie?"

The woman in question turned around slowly and when Enzo saw what she was holding in her hands, his smile quickly disappeared from his face.

"Is there any particular reason why you are carrying this around?"she asked narrowing her eyes at him warily.

Enzo flashed a guilty smile as he sat her glass of water on the night stand.

"I meant to put in a safe place, but it must have slipped my mind," he apologized before reaching over and taking the necklace out of her possession.

"Why are you even keeping it?" she asked softly, "Do you think that I am going to change my mind about turning?"

"I know that you made it clear that you aren't going to become a vampire to be with me. I understand why you chose to give me the necklace back," Enzo started softly, "I just didn't have the heart to throw it out."

Bonnie's face softened as she saw the sadness flicker briefly across his face.

"Enzo, I love you," she started, but he cut her off with a chaste kiss on the lips.

"Listen, just because you won't turn into an immortal doesn't mean that we can't have the life we both want. I have been doing some thinking lately and there is another way for us to have a future together where we don't have to worry about me out living you," he said huskily as he intertwined his fingers through hers.

Bonnie's forehead scrunched up in confusion.

"I'm afraid I don't understand. How would that be possible if you are a vampire and I remain human?" she asked quietly.

"What if I could can give you the future that you have always wanted?" Enzo said with a loving smile on his handsome face, "What if I took the cure?"

His questions left Bonnie wide eyed and open mouthed. As she stared into his hopeful dark eyes, she knew that the proper response would be excitement and fiery displays of affection, but Bonnie couldn't bring herself to move much less speak. When she had returned Enzo's blood necklace, she had thought that action alone had set their future in stone. She was fine with growing old as a human while Enzo maintained his immortality. It meant that she didn't have to compromise and become a vampire and he didn't have to sacrifice his immortality. Now that he bought up the subject of taking the cure, it meant that Enzo was prepared to give up being immortal which meant that he was committed to spending the rest of his life with her. While most women would swoon at the thought of their man taking such a bold and reaffirming step in their relationship, deep down, Bonnie was both uncertain and terrified.

Growing up, she never had a chance to see what a real committed partnership looked like, she had no clue of what to expect. Her mother abandoned her and her father when she was a young girl, and her grams husband had died before Bonnie was even born. A part of Bonnie was afraid that she didn't have what it took to maintain a successful relationship. Everyone she ever gotten attached to either died or walked away from her. Jeremy Gilbert had been her first true love and when she was young and naïve, she had imagined that he would be the man that she would spend the rest of her life with, but after being imprisoned in the prison world, Jeremy had chose to move on and when Bonnie had managed to find her way back home, she had chose to move on as well.

As she stared at the eager vampire, she couldn't help but feel her stomach churn as she was overcome with her deep rooted insecurities. What would their life be like if they decided to be human together? Would they be the type of couple that defied the odds and actually stayed together until death decided to separated them? Would they make it for twenty plus years before their love fizzled out and for the sake of both of their sanities, they would split up and go their separate ways? Would Enzo wake up one day and resent the fact that he gave up immortality only to find out that she wasn't worth the sacrifice? Would his feelings for her lessen once he became human?

"Bonnie," Enzo pressed gently, "What are you thinking?"

"Are you sure that this is what you want?" Bonnie asked when she finally found her voice again, "You would really give up your immortality?"

Enzo smiled and caressed her right cheek lightly with his fingertips. There was no doubt in his heart that he loved Bonnie Bennett more than anything in the world and he was willing to do anything to be with her. If that meant giving up his immortality and becoming human, Enzo was more than ready to take that step. Taking her hands into his, he stared into her eyes and smiled at her with such tenderness that Bonnie's cheeks began to burn and her mouth became dry.

"Bonnie Bennet, you are the love of my life and every day I spend with you is like a gift given to me by the gods. I am a man who's only desire in this lifetime was to have someone I can call my family. When I look at you, I know deep in my heart and in my soul, that person is you. When all of this is over, I am going to take the cure. We are going to be human together, we are going to have a bunch of little witchy babies and we are going to grow old together. Tell me that is what you want, and I will make it happen," he said huskily.

Bonnie stared at him owlishly feeling completely loss for words.

"I...um...I," she stammered nervously.

Fortunately for the vulnerable vampire and the shell shocked witch, the touching moment was interrupted by her cell phone vibrating.

Bon, I need your help. Get your ass over here ASAP. Bring medical supplies.

Bonnie rolled her eyes before tossing her phone aside. Even though she cared very deeply for the arrogant vampire, she still found that he could be extremely needy and annoying. She had known Damon for nearly a decade and the bastard still haven't learn how to ask her nicely for a favor. She knew that it wasn't personal and that it was just one of many defects in his personality, but one day soon she was going to curse him out for thinking that she was simply suppose to drop everything and tend to his needs just because he snapped his fingers. She wasn't his mother, his sister, his girlfriend or his nurse. She was his best friend and sometimes he forgot that there friendship consisted of boundaries. It would seem that both Salvatore brothers had an issue with boundaries as far as Bonnie was concerned. The eldest Salvatore brother took liberties with her time and the youngest Salvatore brother took liberties with her lips and both brothers was really beginning to piss her off.

"What's with the sour puss, love?" Enzo asked curiously, "Is something wrong?"

Bonnie sighed heavily. "Damon is having some kind of crisis that apparently requires my attention. Same shit, different day.

"Well, it looks like we have a couple of options love. We can go rescue Damon from whatever mess he has managed to get himself into or we could finish our conversation about me taking the cure," Enzo suggested smiling.

"There is another option," Bonnie drawled slyly as she propped herself up on her hands and knees giving him a seductive look and licking her lips slowly, "He can wait and we can put our little conversation on the back burner while you claim your prize."

Enzo pounced and tackled Bonnie playfully before pining her against the mattress. The sounds of his growls and her uncontrollable giggles quickly filled the room.

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Meanwhile at the Boarding House..

Damon stared up at the ceiling of his living room panting heavily as he tried to piece together everything that happened that had led him to his current unfortunate predicament. One minute he had been on the couch drinking blood from a very sexy blonde with a great pair of tits, and the next minute he found himself staring into the face of a very fickle siren. Driven by petty jealousy, Cybil had ripped Damon's poor dinner to pieces before releasing a particularly nasty and violent psychic attacked that had ended up with him being thrown face first his glass coffee table. Satisfied by the amount of pain and chaos she had reaped upon him, the vengeful siren had decided to take what was left of her pride and leave, but not before wedging her stiletto heel in his back as she walked away. As he laid in a pool of glass, blood and splintered wood, Damon begin to think of all the crazy women he had run into during his time being the notorious eternal stud. Yeah, Sybil was bad, an emotionless Elena was cray cray, but Katherine Pierce took home the trophy for being the most psychotic bitch to ever walk into his life. The ways that she had tormented him both physically and emotionally made a cold chill run down his spine. All the hottest chicks were insane in the membrane. That was something Damon tend to forget until it was too late and he found himself wallowing in a world of pain.

"Damon?"

The sound of Bonnie's voice was like music to Damon's ears and he felt a wave of relief wash over him as he silently welcomed his incoming salvation.

He heard the sounds of two pair of feet scurrying in his direction and seconds later, Bonnie and Enzo emerged.

"What took you so long to get over here? I called you like an hour ago," he whined petulantly.

The Bennett witch stopped abruptly as she glanced around the room horrified. The walls was splattered with blood. Several broken bones laid at her feet and patches of flesh was splayed on every piece of furniture in the living room. The room looked like something out of a very twisted horror movie and Bonnie felt her gag reflects begin to mobilize.

"Bloody hell, Damon," Enzo growled kneeling down next to his wounded friend, "You could at least give us a heads up on what we are walking in to."

Damon groaned softly as Bonnie snatched out the heel lodged in his back before Enzo gently rolled him over.

"Hey," he yelped in protest, "You two don't have to be so rough."

"Shut the hell up. I have put you through a lot worse pain and you didn't complain this much," she growled as she grabbed her tweezers and peered into the disgusting gaping hole in his shoulders.

Bonnie griped as she caught one of the splinters with her metal instruments and snatched it out non too gently causing him to howl weakly.

"What the hell happened to you?" she exclaimed in disbelief as she continued to take surveillance of his injury.

"Sybil and I had a bit of disagreement and she took her anger out on me by finding a new resting place for her red bottom heel," he mumbled wincing in pain, "That bitch really can't take no for an answer."

"What did she want from you?" Enzo asked curiously as he and Bonnie helped Damon off of the floor and over to the couch.

"Isn't it obvious? She's obsessed with me, but you can you really blame her? She just wants a piece of the eternal stud and I'm just not interested in being her little bitch boy any longer," he groaned as he settled back on the couch, "Bonnie, will you be a saint and pour me a glass of Bourbon?"

Bonnie narrowed her moss green eyes at the bloodied vampire she was towering over and it took everything inside of her not to jab the tweezers into his open wound. She could usually tolerate Damon and his unbearable lack of manners, but today she was on edge and she was totally not in the mood. Damon was not her man and she certainly wasn't about to stand there and cater to his every need.

"First you expect me to be a nurse and now I'm suppose to be a bartender? At what point in my duties do you say please and thank you?" she scolded with her arms folded across her chest.

Damon rolled his eyes and sighed heavily . He could see Bonnie was more than a little annoyed and while he knew he should tread carefully, he couldn't help but be irritated at her attitude. He was the one who had been violently assaulted, he was the one who had his furniture covered with blood and flesh, so why was she the one being unpleasant?"

"Could you stop with the bitchy attitude? Please and thank you," he sniped, "There, I said it."

He barely had time to flinch as Bonnie hurled the tiny metal instrument at his head.

"Bonnie," he whined pitifully, "Are you really giving me a hard time right now?"

"Did you ever stop to think that I have my own problems? Contrary to popular belief, my world doesn't revolve around you. I'm not the help, I am not your fixer. I am your best friend and you should learn to start treating me like it or else the next time Cybil decides to beat the brakes off your ass, you can call on God because I won't be here to save your narrow ass," she spat viciously before storming out of the room.

Damon watched with wide eyes as she disappeared down the hall and headed towards the kitchen. Frowning, he turned his gaze on to Enzo who was trying his best not to look amused.

"What's up with her?" Damon asked confused.

"She isn't the one with the problem, Damon. It wouldn't kill you to be a little more appreciative towards her. She did drop what she was doing to come and help you after all," Enzo said pointedly as he walked over the wet bar to pour the pouting vampire a drink.

"I just had my ass kick by some psycho bitch who has taken a obsessive interest in my life. I'm sorry if I'm not all sunshine and rainbow. She has known me long enough to know how I am," he grumbled unhappily, "Just because she is turning you into some pathetic sniveling beta male does not mean I plan on following suit."

Enzo arched an dark eyebrow before smirking. "I know you are lashing out because you are hurt so I'm just going to let that slide."

Damon sat up and took the drink Enzo was offering him before he took a large gulp. Hissing softly, he returned back to slouching back into the couch before leveling the other vampire with a piercing gaze.

"Seriously, tho. Bonnie isn't usually so tightly wound. Did something happen between you two?" he asked curiously.

Enzo sighed heavilly. While Damon was the last person he wanted to open up to about his relationship with Bonnie, he knew that he didn't really have much of a choice. While people would classify his relationship with Damon as antagonistic at best, the fellow Augustine vampire would begrudgingly admit that on some level, he and Damon were still friends.

"Before you sent out your SOS to Bonnie, we were having a pretty serious conversation and I think that I might have popped the question prematurely," he said quietly.

The Salvatore vampire eyes widened.

"You asked Bonnie to marry you?" he asked surprised.

"Not exactly. I asked her how she would feel if I decided to take the cure," he said softly.

Damon nearly choked on his Bourbon causing the dark eyed vampire to chuckle lightly.

"Penny for your thoughts, mate?" Enzo pressed as he lazily took a sip of his own Bourbon.

"I'm thinking that's a pretty big step," Damon started slowly, "As a vampire you can protect Bonnie, but as a human, you will be just as vulnerable as she is. Do you think taking the cure would be wise if it means giving up your ability to keep her safe?"

Enzo bit down on his bottom lip softly as a pensive look settled across his handsome face. "I can't say that the thought hadn't cross my mind. The truth is that before I became a vampire, I was at my weakest. The thought of being that vulnerable is terrifying, but not as terrifying as the thought of not being able to grow old with Bonnie. If I take the cure, we can have the one thing that I have always wanted, and that is a family. I want to give her the future she deserves and the cure can make that happen."

When Damon failed to respond, Enzo cleared his throat nervously.

"Damon, I'm not completely self absorbed. I know what taking the cure would mean for you and Elena. I don't want you to see me taking this step as me trying to take away the future you plan with your girl. I plan for Bonnie and I to live to a nice old age and when she pass, I won't be able to see a life without her so I will join her in death. With us both gone, Elena will wake up, you can take the cure from my body and where Bonnie and I story ends, yours and Elena can began," Enzo said quietly, "You are the closest thing that I have to a brother and you are the most important person in Bonnie's life. I would like it if you were on board with my decision. It would mean a lot to the both of us."

Damon felt the air between them become thick with tension. Enzo was basically asking for his blessing and while he knew that giving him his seal of approval would be the right thing to do, he remained silent. He couldn't in good conscience endorse Enzo moving forward with becoming human when he knew that meant him taking Bonnie and leaving Mystic Falls to build a life somewhere outside of Mystic Falls.

Enzo wanted to take the cure and Bonnie was okay with it? Damon thought that when the couple had moved in together, things between them was somewhat serious. Hearing the news about Enzo being eager to give up his immortality so he can be human was taking things to a more permeant level. That meant that Enzo was absolutely certain that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Bonnie. That meant they would be able to get married, start a family and live the American dream. The dream that Damon had desperately wanted with Elena and that didn't sit too well with him. He wanted to be happy for Bonnie, but not at the cost of his future with the woman that he loved. Damon knew that in order to preserve his friendship with Bonnie and get what he wanted, he would have to find a way to convince Enzo that he was making a mistake without Bonnie thinking that Damon was actively trying to sabotage her relationship. Deep down he knew that he was being a selfish prick. There were a lot of things that Damon was willing to give up for Bonnie, but the cure was where he drew the line.

Fortunately, the awkward moment between the two vampires was interrupted when Bonnie breezed back into the living room. Walking over to Damon, she dropped four blood bags into his lap. She could barely contain her smile as he stared up at her startled.

"I may be mad at you, and you can be a jerk but what kind of best friend would I be to let you suffer?" she sighed.

"Thank you, Bonnie," he said sincerly catching her off guard.

"Wow. You are actually showing gratitude? Sybil must have really done a number on you," she joked flatly.

Damon narrowed his eyes at Bonnie trying his best to conceal his annoyance. Here he was trying to be more considerate towards her, but she was too busy emptying out her bag of snark to notice that he was actually making an effort.

"Well maybe," he gritted through his teeth as he slowly rose from the couch, "I'm just trying to show you that I am grateful that you are such a good friend to me. Even when I don't deserve it."

Bonnie stared at him strangely.

She was so use to Damon being a dick that when he actually showed appreciation and sincerity, it always took her by surprise. She had a sneaky suspicion that his sudden change of attitude had everything to do with Enzo. Turning to look at her vampire boyfriend, she found him standing to the side looking innocent with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Well, thanks for saying that. It's nice to hear that I am appreciated," she mumbled awkwardly.

Damon flashed his boyish grin before turning to Enzo.

"Well, I have furniture and a body to get rid of and a living room to scrub clean. You two care to help a brother out?" he offered wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Bonnie rolled her eyes amused.

"As much as I would like to help, I'm late meeting Matt for dinner," she informed rising from the couch and grabbing her car keys off of the table.

Damon snorted rudely.

"Really? You are ditching your boyfriend and the eternal stud to break bread with the quarterback?" he asked with a look of disapproval on his face.

"Believe it or not, you and Enzo aren't the only men in my life that I make time for," she said saucily.

Damon made a face while Enzo chuckled amused. Leaning down he placed a quick peck on the corner of her lips.

"See you later, love," he murmured lovingly.

Bonnie blushed and went to walk away when Damon blocked her path with a devious look on his pale face.

"Don't leave me hanging, Bon Bon,"Damon grinned before puckering his lips.

"I won't. Let me bend over first," she purred flipping her hair over her shoulder before breezing out of the house.

Damon scrunched up his nose unhappily as he stared at the retreating Bennett witch. "Rude."

"Don't worry mate," Enzo chuckled and shook his head before clapping Damon on the shoulder firmly. "It won't be long before I take her off your hands."

We will see about that, Damon thought darkly before heading into the kitchen to get cleaning supplies.

End Note: Sorry for the mistakes.