So, here I am, minding my own business, freaking out because I lost my muse, and then BAM (for a lack of a better term) it hits me, and the idea for this fic appeared, and also ideas for a few other WIPs. This will be an all human fic. Hope you enjoy.

It was the rush she felt. The burning sensation in her shins that kicked in every time she pushed herself harder than before. It was breaking through certain limits that she set for herself. It was the thrill, the chase... the crème de la crème, as she'd like to say. Running was... running was everything to her. It was her passion. It was her stress reliever. It calmed and heightened her senses. The adrenaline was nothing short of amazing. She ran for pleasure and for purpose. It gave her an opportunity to look forward to the day and to clear her mind from any frustrations that may have troubled her.

It pretty much went without saying that Bonnie Bennett loved to run.

The moment she reached her three mile mark was the moment she stopped and allowed her bottom to hit the ground, and her eyes to focus on the sunrise. She had run this specific beach many times in her life, but this morning was the day she actually took the time to just stop and take in the scenery… to count her blessings.

Saying that she was happy was a huge understatement. After kicking her first year of college in the ass, she and her friends packed up and headed out to the beach for a two month vacation. The trip was actually supposed to happen the summer before her freshman year of college, but because everyone's schedules didn't permit, postponing it was the only way to go; the better way to go if technicalities were in order.

When Bonnie made her way back to the beach house, well more like the private beach estate, she couldn't help but look around and feel a sense of home. It had been a few years since she had actually visited this place, but a lot of memories were made here with her family and friends, and they were moments that Bonnie would never forget. And in the words of her favorite cousin, the estate was 'big as shit and beautiful as fuck.'

No need to sugarcoat it.

Walking up the grand stair case, a door opened, catching her off guard and preventing her from making it to her room. It was still pretty early, so she really wasn't expecting anyone to be up yet.

That was until she saw the brunette female step out of the room, with disheveled hair and wearing nothing more than a shirt that was too big for her. When their eyes connected, the sheepish look on her best friend's face made a sly grin appear on Bonnie's.

"I see someone had a fun night."

A blush tinged Elena Gilbert's cheeks, as she smiled like a Cheshire cat. "Fun night is definitely an understatement, Bons."

"When did Stef get in?" she asked. She thought the youngest Salvatore wasn't getting in until later tonight.

"At like three in the morning." She leaned against the wall and swooned; obviously reminiscing on what was no doubt a magical night. "He woke me up with his tongue between my a—"

"O-kay!" Bonnie yelled out before Elena could finish.

It wasn't a secret that she and her friends could be blunt at times. Elena was mild compared to two of her other girlfriends, but other than it still being early and Bonnie really needing a shower, imagining the guy that was practically her brother, licking any part of her friend's anything, was something she really didn't want branded in her mind. Especially, when Stefan Salvatore always gave Bonnie a kiss on the forehead when he saw her.

Yep, he would definitely have to wash his mouth out with soap.

"I'm sorry, but you know how long it's been." Elena smiled. "If he actually went to school with us, I probably wouldn't have been as stressed out as I was."

"Yeah, yeah," Bonnie laughed, and began walking away. "Now I need to go erase the mental picture from my head."

"Erase all you want, I'll just give you a play by play later." Elena giggled and skipped out of Bonnie's view towards the stairs.

Yes, she actually skipped; which was an obvious sign that she was happy as hell and satisfied.

Bonnie just shook her head and smiled. She and Elena had been best friends since the beginning of tenth grade, and it was safe to say that they were really close. Stefan and Elena had been dating since their senior year of high school and lovey-dovey wasn't even the word she would really use to describe them. Sometimes it could get sickening, when they thought they were the only ones in the room. Because they went to different colleges, and were so focused on their studies, they hadn't really had time for each other. But, now that they had the whole summer together, it would probably take the Jaws of Life to pry them apart.

Finally able to make it to her room, the first thing Bonnie planned to do was strip down to her birthday suit and take a nice hot bath. Of course that didn't happen, because her luggage with her clothes sticking out of it was on top of her bed, and that stopped any movement she was going to make.

Okay, what the hell? Last time she checked, all her clothes were tucked neatly away in her drawers, her luggage was put up in her closet, and her bed was actually made and neat. She even saw a whole different set of luggage in the corner.

The on alert defense mode disappeared no sooner than it appeared, and a smile formed against her lips once the realization set in.

"You know, sneaking up on me lost its touch a long time ago."

"You know me; I'm not big on change." His voice invaded her ears, and it was like a level of comfort and security she didn't realize she needed.

Bonnie turned around to see her best friend of all time, standing right in front of her. Damon Salvatore. Her smile probably mirrored Elena's earlier, as she squealed and jumped in his arms. Her legs immediately encircled his waist, and his arms tightened against her back.

"I thought you weren't getting in until late tonight?"

"I thought I'd surprise you." His lips brushed her cheek before letting her down.

She was definitely surprised. Out of all her friends, Damon was her number one. The Bennett's, Salvatore's, and Mikaelson's grew up together, and through it all, Bonnie was closest to Damon. They may have been five years apart, but as a child, she migrated more towards him. He knew everything about her and she knew everything about him. Granted, at the end of the day, they could get on each other's nerves, especially with Damon's over protectiveness, that drove Bonnie crazy, and the Judgey eyes, he said she gave him when he was more than likely wrong about something. At the end of the day, Stefan and Damon were like her brothers, but when it came to Damon Salvatore, he was the one person that Bonnie could never imagine living without.

"I'm surprise you could pry yourself away from Nadia to surprise little 'ol me." She said, as he fell back on her bed and placed his hands behind his head.

"Yeah, we broke up."

"Again, Damon?" Bonnie moved her luggage out of the way, to sit down beside him. "Isn't this like the tenth time this year?"

"11th." He confirmed, nonchalantly.

She gave him a look. Like that was any better. It wasn't a secret to anyone of their friends that Bonnie couldn't stand Nadia Petrova. It had nothing to do with jealousy of not being the only woman in his life, even though he accused her of that one time when they got into it about the situation. But, Bonnie's dislike for Damon's on again off again, was that with Nadia, he was absolutely sprung.

Out of all the relationships and sex partners Damon's had, Nadia was the only one that when she said jumped, he was quick to yell how high. They broke up and made up so much that a few of their friends had a bet going, on which one would call it off next. And, not only did Bonnie not like the way Damon was around the tramp, but she didn't like the way she cheated on him, and he took her back, and then turned around and cheated on her. Add in the fact that Nadia was a complete bitch who acted like her shit didn't stink, pretty much summed up her hatred for the woman.

"Before you give me judgey eyes," he began. "I broke up with her this time, and that's it. I'm not taking her back."

"Umhmm…I'll believe that once summer is over." She leaned back beside him. "Anyways, let's not start our vacation off on a bad note. Do you want to tell me why my luggage is packed, and why there is a whole other set in the corner?"

He grabbed her teddy bear off her pillow, that he gave her when she turned three. It was one item that she always kept, no matter how childish it seemed.

"You know, Ms. Cuddles seems a little worn out-"

Bonnie snatched her teddy bear away and knocked him on the head with it.

"Don't change the subject."

It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what he was about to tell her, but she decided to keep her mouth closed instead of making any accusations.

"I figured you'd just sleep in my room with me for the summer. I mean eventually you'd end up in there anyways, I say why not just start now?"

That was true, but he was still hiding something from her. "And….?"

"Annnnd, I may have told Enzo he could have your room while we're here."

Bonnie's eyes widened and she sat up quickly. "Hell. No."

"Bons, come on."

Damon tried pouting, in hopes that she would break, but it sure as hell wasn't going to work this time.

"No, Damon. Last time Enzo was in here, he went through my underwear drawer."

"He'll be on his best behavior." Damon was only quick to say that because he almost knocked Enzo unconscious when he found out about that. Bonnie Bennett was off limits to all of his friends, and if he had his way, she'd be off limits to all men… locked up in a bell tower somewhere.

Bonnie just gave him a look.

"Come on, my Bon-Bon." He sat up and pulled her to stand between his legs.

"Don't my Bon-Bon me. There are other rooms in this house."

"Yeah, others that people actually stay in. Yours is going to end up being the only vacant one."

"He can sleep on the couch."

"You know, all I'm hearing is that you don't want to share a room with me." He placed his hand to his chest, joking like he was hurt. "You go off to college and don't have time for your best friend anymore."

Bonnie rolled her eyes, even though a small smile graced her lips. "Oh puh-lease. Last time I shared a room with you, you forgot I was even there and practically fell on top of me, while you were making out with some woman you just met at the club. Not only was that disgusting, but you ruined my sleep."

"Why must we bring up the past?" He then pulled her on top of him and began tickling her. "So, what do you say?" Only Damon knew every single spot that made her set off in a heap giggles like she was having some sort of fit.

She tried moving off of him, but his sweet torture along her weak spots prevented that.

"Y-you a-are n-not p-playing f-fair!" she was able to get out through labored breaths.

When he finally stopped, Bonnie sat back on top of him and twisted an area on his side that was home to one of his weak areas.

"Okay okay okay, I'll stop. You win." He laughed through the pain.

"I what? I don't think I heard you correctly."

"You win!"

She removed her hand from his side and crossed her arms. "That's what I thought. Plus, you already knew I was going to share your room."

He placed his hands behind his head again, and if anyone were to walk in right now, with Bonnie straddling his waist, the accusations that would have went off would be something that they would probably never be able to live down.

Bonnie chose to ignore it though. "If Enzo does something off the wall in my room….anything other than sleep, I'll castrate his ass."

"Deal." His smile always made her smile. "I missed you, you know."

"We talk on the phone and text almost every day." She moved, and laid on her side to face him.

"Yeah, but it's not the same." He admitted. "And thanks for ruining the whole sentimental vibe I was going for."

She rolled her eyes, and began fiddling with his fingers. Damon Salvatore was never one to really show his emotions. Yes, she may have seen a certain side of him that most people didn't, but it was different when it came to her.

But, Bonnie also knew when something was really bothering him.

"What's going on with you? Talk to me."

"You know the deal. Giuseppe and Lily are being their usual selves when it comes to me and taking over the family business."

Damon was the only person she knew that called his parents by their first names. He did it more out of spite than anything.

"They just want what's best for you."

He gave her a look, which earned her silence. The one thing Damon didn't like was when Bonnie took a side other than his. He'd get defensive and upset with her, but she was always quick to put him in his place. If he was right, she'd tell him. If he was wrong, she'd tell him that too. She couldn't be his friend without being honest with him. And he knew that.

"Taking over the family isn't what I want, but Giuseppe is constantly setting me up at meetings and forcing it down my throat. And now, Lily has hopped aboard, agreeing with everything he says."

"I think your mother is doing that because you didn't walk at your graduation, even though the invitations were sent out."

"It's been four weeks; she needs to get over it. They can come to Stefan's graduation in three years."

"Yes, that's true, but you promised them that you would walk on your graduation day, and then a couple days before the big day, you tell them you're not. You know that was a big thing to your mother. And the only reason I know is that, is because your mom constantly calls my mom to vent, and one time she called me because she couldn't get ahold of my mom, and kept me on the phone for thirty minutes. I couldn't even get a word in by the way."

"That's Lily Salvatore for you when she's angry."

Bonnie then sat up and rested her chin on his chest, and his eyes glanced down at hers.

"By the way, you're supposed to be on my side." His hands began to unconsciously play with her hair.

"I am on your side. I'm always going to be on your side, but by doing that, I'm not just going to sit around and not be honest with you."

He huffed, and it reminded her of a child almost.

She then sat up and crossed her legs. She knew when Damon wanted to drop a subject. "How about this; during this summer, we are going to let go of everything that worries us and enjoy our time together with our friends. We'll deal with all the family drama and hardships later. You deserve a break Damon, we all do."

It took him a minute to agree, but when he did, Bonnie stood up, and stretched. "Now, I'm going to go take a nice hot bath in peace."

"Why not use mine?"

"Because I want to at least spend a few more minutes alone before I give it up to Enzo."

They both paused at the unexpected hidden innuendo that she definitely did not mean.

"Set me on fire next time I say something like that." She then walked over to her night stand, and pulled out an item wrapped in gift paper. "Oh, and before I forget. Here is your graduation present."

He all but snatched it from her hand like a child on Christmas morning. "I was wondering when you were going to give me my gift."

She rolled her eyes.

"I mean," He cleared his throat, "Oh best friend of mine, you didn't have to give me anything for graduating college. Please take it back before I open it." His sarcasm was definitely not missed.

Bonnie watched his eyes go from excitement to confusion at the picture of himself that she took of him on Christmas last year.

He smirked, "As much as I have an obsession with staring at myself, I was hoping it be an all-expense paid trip to Vegas, with a VIP in the strip club.

She playfully shoved him as he laughed. "Well since your family owns a private jet and your uncle owns a strip club in Vegas, I thought I'd go for a different approach." She paused for a second. "Ungrateful ass."

He smiled, stood up, and kissed her forehead. "You know anything from you I'll love."

"Don't try to get into my good graces now." She then looked back down at the picture with him. "This is a picture I took of you last Christmas. Our family was playing charades as usual, and then my dad said something, and everyone just couldn't stop laughing. You were really stressed out during that time, but your smile… your laugh… it was like…" She paused for a moment, as she really stared at how heartwarming he looked. "It brightened up the room. It was beautiful."

Bonnie's words were rewarded with nothing but silence, causing her to look up at Damon. She could tell that he was lost in thought as he stared intently at his picture. There was even moment, where she was a little afraid that it was too corny and he wouldn't like it.

"So, I'm sure it doesn't beat Vegas and strippers, but…"

"It does."

It was a simple answer. So simple that Bonnie shouldn't have read into it differently, but, it was the sound of Damon's voice that made her eyes connect with his, and linger a little longer than expected.

Before she could think of something quirky to say and break the awkward moment that came between them, her best friend, Rebekah Mikaelson walked through the door.

And for that, she was really grateful.

"Caroline and Enzo are going at it yet again." She yawned, yet you could tell that she was really annoyed. "I thought the bloke wasn't coming?"

Bonnie and Damon had been so wrapped up in each other that they didn't hear any commotion. And when Caroline and Enzo got into it, you definitely heard and practically felt Caroline's distaste for the man.

Rebekah then looked between the both of them and smirked. "You know if you two were anyone else, I would have assumed I walked in on something just now."

That accusation was quickly brushed aside, as Damon walked out the room.

Bonnie definitely didn't miss the devious look on Rebekah's face.

What away to start their summer vacation.

A/N: What do you all think? This is just supposed to be a fun filled fic with some added drama. I don't know how long this story is going to be, but if you're interested in reading more, please leave a review.

** also the title came from that quote from dawson's creek: what's a soulmate?"