Hey guys! New chapter. I'm iffy on it but I wanted to put it out anyway. I'm not watching the last season of Vampire Diaries but I will forever be a bamon fan so no matter how long it takes I'm still going to finish my stories. To the people who messaged me about this story thank you so much for appreciating what I do even if it takes me forever to update.

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Chapter 9

Bonnie's eyes popped open and she stuck her hand under her pillow to grab her vibrating phone. In a sleep filled daze she clicked the answer button.

"Hello?" She croaked.

"Hello my Bon Bon."

She turned over onto her back with a huff. "Damon why are you calling me so late?"

"Do you want me to be honest?"

She pushed her hand through her hair. "Always."

"I might miss you a little bit. I haven't had any alone time with you in two weeks between your dad and your friends. I'm getting slightly annoyed and that's never good for anyone."

"And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Your dad flew out last night, right?"

A small smile made her mouth upturn on one side. "He did….."

"Come over."

She looked over her shoulder at the clock. "Damon, it's 3 in the morning."

"Tomorrow is Saturday so no school. Come over or I can come get you."

She sat up and pushed her hair behind her back. "What will happen when I come over?"

"I don't know, Bon. We could gossip about boys and braid each other's hair."

"Damon…." She said sternly.

"Look I just want to see you and spend some time with you uninterrupted. We can do whatever you want. Now…yay or nay?"

She took a deep breath and thought about the fact that she was going to her boyfriend's house at 3 in the morning and what that meant. If she was being honest, however, she missed him a lot so she quickly made up her mind. "Yay. Give me 30 minutes."

"30 minutes?"

"I'm going to take a shower and then I'll be over. See you soon."

She hung up before he could protest.

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Knock. Knock.

Damon corked his decanter and walked leisurely to the front door before swinging it open. Bonnie stood on the other side with a high, messy bun, black yoga pants, a form fitting white v-neck and low top converse. She held her keys and phone in one hand. And of course Damon was in his usual black. He tapped the door with the fingers that held it open and observed Bonnie slowly from head to toe.

She rolled her eyes even as a small smile graced her lips. "Are you going to let me in or just keep staring at me?"

He didn't say a word. He just stepped back with a coy smile so she could walk pass him. She walked straight to the couch and sat down before prying off her shoes and bringing her legs up to sit Indian style.

"Ok…I'm here. So what now?"

He watched her for several seconds with a dark unreadable expression. "Come here." He reached out a hand to her.

"Why?"

He smiled at her shyness and then sped over so he was sitting beside her. She jumped slightly but recovered quickly. He chuckled and reached for her hand. She was rigid at first as she didn't know what was coming, but eventually relaxed and let him intertwine their fingers before letting himself fall back against the couch with a contented sigh. Bonnie stayed silent and still for a couple of seconds before turning to look at his upturned face and closed eyes.

"What exactly are we doing?"

He popped one eye open and looked at her with it. "What do you think we're doing?" When she kept her skeptical look he continued. "We're relaxing and enjoying the quiet. Or at least I am and I would love it if you could lose the grouch face and join me."

When her face immediately relaxed he smiled. He looked at her completely. "Just for a few seconds."

She nodded and turned completely to him and tucked her legs against his side while he wrapped his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder. He kissed her forehead before lying his cheek on the top of her head and closing his eyes again. They were quiet for a full ten minutes before Bonnie broke the silence. She picked at a piece of lint on his shirt and snuggled a little more into him.

"Damon?"

"Hmmm?"

"Do you still miss her?"

He spoke against her hair, voice muffled, and tired like he was falling asleep. "Who?"

"You know who…"

He finally lifted his cheek from her head and looked down at her and she leaned back to look up at him. "Is this something you really want to talk about?"

"Yes." She said while nodding.

"Ok." He pulled back from her and scooted a few inches away until they weren't touching anymore. She instantly felt cold seep into her bones.

He looked her squarely in the eye. "Once this is out there…once we have this conversation…that's it. There's no going back."

She brought her legs up to her chest and hugged them. "I know."

He nodded and it seemed too heavy for his head. "Ok. Yes, I still miss her."

Bonnie felt her hands go clammy and her heart speed up a little bit. "Do you still love her?"

He cast his eyes down. "I don't know that I could stop."

She turned from him and bit her lip. "What is it…that makes you love her so much?"

He took her hand and pulled it from its grasp around her legs which made her turn back and look at him. "We don't have to do this. We don't have to have this conversation."

"I know but I think we've ignored it for long enough. I want to know. Honestly I've always been curious. What is it?"

"Honestly…I love her for the same reason I hate her…she accepts the monster in me. People have always seen me as the bad guy. The villain who destroys lives but she saw the human still inside and I think at the time she was the only one and the first one to see him…the human. She accepted me when no else would and having her believe in me forced me to be a better version of myself."

Bonnie shook her head and looked down. "Damon, people, including me, saw you as the villain because you were the villain." She lifted her green eyes back up to look at him. "Elena's not some rare breed, she's just a naïve girl who sees the good in everyone right up until the point that they're ripping her throat out."

"And what kind of girl are you?"

"I'm the girl that believes what she's shown. If someone shows you who they are believe them…I actually agree with that. If someone isn't willing to be better and strive to be the hero I'm not going to give them the title because I want them to be the hero."

"Are you saying you don't think I should have ever loved Elena because she didn't care about the real me?"

"No, of course not. You love who you love and whether I agree with the reasons she did care and love you, I'm not going to question it. I'm just saying that you can't decide she's worth loving more than everyone else because she let you be bad and didn't reprimand you for it."

"No…I guess you're right. Can I confess something to you?"

She squeezed his hand. "Of course."

"I've only truly loved three women in my life: my mother, Katherine, and Elena. And I think my mother loving me even when my father pointed out all the bad and dark parts of me is what made me love her so deeply. It's the same reason I loved Katherine and Elena. What does that say about me?"

"From a psychological stand point it says that after your mom died you were seeking someone like her. Do they look like her?"

He laughed a deep dry laugh. "Actually, yes. Pale, long dark hair, big eyes, small nose. Breathtakingly beautiful. And always willing to give me one more chance. How sick is that? I've been dating my mother."

She giggled. "It makes sense actually. She loved you when no one else did and then she died and you just wanted that feeling back. I'm sorry it never went right."

He scooted back over and pulled her flush against him. "Maybe it didn't but it not going right lead me to this so I can only be so upset." They settled into the quiet once more and the next time it was broken it was by Damon. "Bon?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't think that me still loving her and missing her means that we're doomed. We're not. I love her because I don't know how to stop. It's out of my hands. But it's my choice to try with you. I started feeling something for you long before we got here and being here gave me the opportunity to get to know you. It's my choice to care and fall for you and I'm choosing to. I hope you'll choose to continue to try with me…."

"I made my choice a few weeks after we got here and I'm sticking with that choice." She leaned up and kissed his cheek softly. She pulled from him then and stood abruptly and extended her hand. He looked at it quizzically. "Enough of the gushy stuff. Let's go have some fun since I'm wide awake now."

"What are we doing?"

"Baking!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him from the couch.

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"What are you two doing?"

Damon looked up from stirring a bowl of melted chocolate and Bonnie stopped in the middle of braiding dough covered in cinnamon and sugar. Stefan had his arm wrapped around Elena who was yawning openly and rubbing her eyes.

Bonnie smiled broadly. "We're baking!"

Elena yawned again and pushed her hair back. "It's 5 in the morning…"

"And the medal goes to…" Damon said while continuing to stir.

"Why don't you guys join in?"

Elena smiled, sleepily, and walked further into the kitchen to stand beside Bonnie. She laid her head on Bonnie's shoulder and watched as she finished the braid of sweetened bread. Bonnie patted Elena's cheek before picking up the tray and walking away to put it in the oven. She set the timer, picked up her cup of coffee, took Elena's hand and led her to the kitchen table. They set together and watched as Stefan and Damon argued over the amount of espresso powder to add to the melted chocolate.

Elena put her cheek on her upturned hand and stared at Stefan with stars in her eyes. Bonnie nudged her in the rib to get her attention.

"What's up buttercup?"

Elena shook her head with a small smile on her lips. "Nothing. Just thinking about the fact that he's going to be mine forever."

Bonnie turned to look at Stefan sprinkling the espresso into the chocolate and Damon watching intently. "You're really happy, aren't you, Elena?"

Elena smiled broadly. "Of course I am."

Bonnie's brow became a little pinched. "There's no part of you that questions marrying him? No part that thinks it should have been someone else?"

Elena frowned slightly. "Not one part. He's my soulmate Bonnie and yes we have had a lot of issues that have tested our relationship but in the end he's the only one that's ever completed me. We're two halves of a whole and I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else."

Bonnie grabbed Elena's hand and squeezed. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you. When are you and Damon going to take the big step?"

Bonnie froze and looked up at Damon and Stefan who had gone completely still. Bonnie gave a nervous laugh. "Yeah, Damon, when are we going to take the big step?"

Damon smiled slyly. "When you get on one knee and present me with the right ring. I'm thinking a 4 carat."

Bonnie shook her head and laughed before turning back to Elena. "We're in no rush. But maybe one day." She turned back to Damon who looked confused and she just smiled at him. "Come on let's finish baking and watch a movie!"

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Stefan lifted Elena in his arms before turning back to the couple barely keeping their eyes open on the opposite couch. The two couples had been in the living room watching a Buffy marathon for a couple of hours now but the exhaustion had finally caught up to them. Elena was the first to go. And Stefan had been quickly following behind her so he decided to give up the fight and go back upstairs. He squeezed Elena's soft body to his. "Maybe you two should go lie down too. You both look half dead." With those parting words he walked out of the room with his fiancé's warm body in his arms.

Bonnie yawned into her hand before grabbing her shoes but before she could put on the first one, Damon grabbed her hand to stop her. "What are you doing?"

She sighed. "Damon, I'm exhausted. I need sleep badly but when I wake up I'll text you and we can do something, ok?" She started trying to put her shoe on again but yet again he stopped her and took the shoe from her hand.

"Stay here."

Bonnie stared at him for several seconds. They hadn't shared a bed since their vacation and that was out of circumstance but regardless, she made up her mind quickly. "Ok."

Damon smiled and placed her shoe on the floor and stood before taking her hand and pulling her from the couch. She followed behind him and all she could think about was the lion leading the lamb. He led her into his bedroom and then silently closed the door before leaving her to go in his closet. She stood by the bedroom door fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt as she waited for him to come back out.

When he finally came back out he was only wearing black pajama pants and carrying a black t-shirt in his hand. "You can wear this." He handed it to her and she walked pass him into the bathroom to change. She quickly stripped out of her clothing and pulled his large shirt over her head and then she stopped and stared at herself in the mirror.

"This is probably a stupid choice. A very stupid choice but all you're doing is sleeping beside him, so stop being a baby and get out there." The pep talk helped slightly but she was still nervous. She smiled broadly and wiped her finger over her teeth, ran her hand through her hair several times, and repositioned herself in her bra before opening the bathroom door and walking back into the bedroom.

Damon was already in the bed, his back against two full pillows, while skimming through a large hardback novel. He looked up from the book when he heard the door open and close, and had to swallow hard, at how beautiful Bonnie was in his shirt. The tousled hair, large shirt that hit her at the half way point of her thighs, and exposed creamy legs were a pure sin. She smiled shyly and walked around the bed to the empty side before crawling up onto it and settling beside Damon, against her own overstuffed pillows. Once she was finally comfortable she sighed and turned to find Damon staring at her. "What?"

He shook his head with a small smile on his lips before reaching out and taking her chin in his hand. He leaned in slowly and placed his lips against hers. It was a whisper of a kiss, the flesh barely touching, and it was the sweetest kiss he had ever given her. He pulled back after only a couple of seconds and put his arm around her and pulled her into his chest. She automatically put her head on his chest and intertwined her right leg with his right. She looked at the book in his lap that he had been reading before looking up at him. "What are you reading? Please don't say poetry!"

He chuckled. "You don't like poetry?"

"I love it actually. I just feel like this would be the makings of a cheesy Hallmark movie if you were reading poetry while wrapping me up in your big arms."

The space between his eyes became pinched. "Hallmark?"

She laughed and sat up a little so she could get a better look at him. "Yeah, Hallmark. You know sappy romantic movies where the girl is stuck in a relationship with a guy that is picture perfect but she doesn't really love him. She's just with him because her parents like him. And of course she owns her own business because they always do and it's always something ironic like a store that sells nothing but wedding dresses. And then in a twist of fate another privately owned shop opens up right beside her and the guy that owns it, either sells wedding dresses too or he's a divorce lawyer. Either way they hate each other but by the end of the movie they both realize that they are who they've been looking for all along and they live happily ever after."

Damon's face was nothing but confusion. "And people actually watch this crap?"

She laughed while nodding enthusiastically. "A lot of people! The point is I don't want to be some sappy love story where the guy reads poetry but I wouldn't mind a letter with it in it or you whispering it in my ear like Mr. Big did with Carrie."

His mouth turned up even more. "Who? Hallmark characters?"

"No! They're from Sex and the City. We'll discuss that later because it will be an all-day conversation and I'm tired. And we have gotten way off topic. What are you reading?"

He lifted his arm and she laid back on his chest before his arm encircled her. He put his finger between the pages so he wouldn't lose his place and let the book close so she could see the title on the front. Her skin crawled a little when she saw the title.

"It? You're reading It? Who the hell reads It as a leisure book?"

He just shrugged. "It's beautifully written. Want me to read it to you?"

She gave him a look that could kill. "I hate clowns so definitely not."

He laughed and pecked her nose.

"I'm just going to close my eyes and wait for the exhaustion to take over, while you read your death book. Don't get any ideas!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

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Sunlight was beating against her closed lids. She didn't know how long she had been asleep but it had been one of the best naps of her life. She could hear voices from somewhere but they sounded artificial; she knew they were coming from a tv. She turned over onto her back and looked to her right to see an awake Damon in the same position he had been in when she had fallen asleep, though his hair was now tousled letting her know he had gotten some sleep. He was looking intently at the tv and didn't seem to notice she had even woken up.

"What are you watching?"

He jumped slightly and whipped around to look at her. She could barely contain the laugh. "Damon Salvatore, what exactly are you watching because I just scared you and I didn't even think that was possible."

"Ummm, nothing. I'm not watching anything." He said frantically as his hand delved into the sheets and blankets to locate the remote. She stuck her hand beneath the sheet and snatched the remote before he could.

"Not a chance!" She slapped his hand away when he reached for the remote and sat up quickly to see what he was watching. Two lovers were wrapped up in each other, kissing, at what looked like their wedding as their guests stood and cheered. A very familiar logo was in the bottom right corner of the tv. Her mouth fell open in shock before turning to a very ashamed Damon who was looking everywhere but her. "Damon…are you watching Hallmark?"

"I mean…yeah…a little bit." He said in a barely there whisper.

Bonnie threw back her head and laughed.

His face instantly became closed off. "What's so funny?"

She sobered quickly and sat up on her knees to push his arms out of the way before clumsily climbing into his lap. He seemed to be looking right through her. "Hey, actually look at me please." He focused on her. "I'm not making fun of you. It's just hilarious that big, bad vampire Damon is also Hallmark watching in secrecy Damon. It's adorable."

Damon's face shifted and the veins took over as his eyes bled red. "I'm still the big bad vampire."

Bonnie chuckled and patted his cheek. "Sure you are, baby." She pecked his lips and climbed off of him before heading towards his bedroom door.

"Where are you going?" She turned back to answer and found his face smooth and normal again.

"I'm going to go downstairs and grab a bunch of snacks, a soda, and since I like you so much, some blood. And then we're going to have a Hallmark marathon all day."

He shook his head. "That's not necessary."

She smiled sweetly. "I promise not to tell, Stefan."

"Fine. Make sure you grab some hot fries."

She left the room with a big smile on her face.

They were on their third movie and Bonnie was having the time of her life. They were wrapped up in what felt like millions of blankets, had a spread of junk food laid out in front of them on Damon's bed, and had been laughing consistently at the corniness of the movies they had been watching. But the part that Bonnie liked the most was the fact that halfway through the second movie his hand slipped into hers and they had been holding hands the entire time. She was sure that being this content was dangerous, especially because they hadn't been together that long and because he was still in love with Elena but she wasn't going to let it affect today.

Her head was on his shoulder as they watched the couple reciting their vows. "This reminds me of when Elena, and Caroline, and I were younger."

He turned his head a little so he could look at her. "Cuddling and holding hands? Is there something you forgot to mention?"

She laughed lightly. "No. Their wedding reminds me of when we were younger. We used to always play wedding day, Caroline's title by the way."

"Of course…it lacks imagination."

She slapped his thigh while trying to hold back a laugh. "Either way, Caroline was always the bride. No matter how many other things changed, that never did."

"And who was the groom?"

"Me, usually. Sometimes if she was lucky she could convince Matt to play along but he always wanted to change the rules so that usually didn't happen that often."

"That's creepy foreshadowing of their disaster of a relationship. Why were you always the groom?"

She chuckled. "She always claimed that I was serious like a boy." She shrugged. "I wasn't into the whole pretty princess gowns and wedding stuff. I had seen a marriage fall apart and was kind of pessimistic about the happily ever after crap that Disney kept trying to push on us. And since I didn't want to spend all our time playing, trying to plan my future wedding, Caroline claimed I was just like a boy. The point is the cheesiness of this wedding with all the flower petals and pink just reminds me of those days."

"I didn't know you were aware that your parent's marriage wasn't the best….."

She sat up and turned slightly so she could see him, her legs, folded beneath her. "Yeah…they tried to hide it but they didn't really act like a married couple. There wasn't loud fighting and anger all the time…the exact opposite actually. They avoided each other. There was no hand holding, or longing looks, or even small kisses. They lived around each other. And unfortunately for me I had the Gilberts to compare them to so I knew it wasn't normal." She looked away from him and stared at the tv as she made her next comment. "I wasn't shocked when she left him…I was shocked when she left me."

Damon took her hand and squeezed it lightly so she would look back at him. His smile was sweet and uncomfortable. He had never been very good at comforting people and felt like he was failing miserable until she leaned in and kissed his cheek softly. She sat back and suddenly the pain was erased from her face. "It's kind of sad you know?"

"What?"

"The fact that Caroline always played the bride and Elena her bridesmaid and in reality it's the exact opposite."

Damon let out a bark of a laugh. "That was slightly mean Bonnie Bennett."

"Yeah well I have bad influences now." She smiled slyly at him.

A look of pride appeared on his face and he nodded enthusiastically. "Yes you do and don't you forget it."

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Bonnie blared her horn for the fourth time but it was ignored like the three other attempts.

"I have a strange feeling she's ignoring us."

Bonnie gave a look of duh before reaching to press the horn again but Elena caught her hand. "Let's just give her a minute."

"She's the one who wanted to go shopping for prom dresses in February. Even you have to see how ridiculous that is." Bonnie said while rolling her eyes.

"She likes to plan. I'm not judging. Plus, the added benefit is that it's done in advance and it's one less thing for me to stress over. Speaking of prom, have you talked to Damon about it yet?"

Bonnie let her head fall back against the seat before reaching out to turn up the heat a little bit. She and Elena had been sitting in the car for 20 minutes now in Caroline's driveway while Caroline had a meltdown on the phone with Tyler over the fact that he wasn't positive he really wanted to go to prom.

"Nope. The only reason Damon ever goes to one of these things is if the big bad we're currently fighting is going to be there. But there is currently no big bad so I just have to hope my century and some change boyfriend wants to hang out with a bunch of teenagers…drunk teenagers. I see this going very badly."

"He'll do it though. For you he'll do it. Just talk to him."

"Ok." She smiled at Elena and then heard the front door of the house open and close. The two girls turned to a very mad blonde pixie who didn't say one word as she climbed into the backseat and slammed the door. Elena and Bonnie exchanged looks of uh oh before Bonnie backed out of the driveway to start their shopping day.

They had been shopping in the overpriced boutique for half an hour and Caroline was still silent. Bonnie and Elena had collectively had enough and said so with their eyes after looking at the fifth rack of clothing for the third time without actually looking. They both took deep breaths to ready themselves and both turned on Caroline whose face instantly became cold. She put her hands up to stop them before they could begin. "No, we are not doing this here."

"Care, something is obviously wrong. Just talk to us." Elena said.

"And don't even think about running cause we'll catch you." Bonnie said while giving her best mean look.

"Fine!"

Caroline stomped over to the seats in the little waiting area and sat and Bonnie and Elena sat on opposite sides of her. "Tyler got into college on a scholarship in South Carolina. He's known for a month now because of early admissions and he didn't tell me. He's been avoiding me but I've let it go and then I called him today to let him know about our shopping trip and he drops the news that he doesn't know if going to prom is such a cool idea. I got mad and I freaked out on him about ignoring me recently and he told me everything. And I don't know if we'll make it if he's hours away. We had such a rough beginning with the lies and the werewolf and vampire thing and I don't know if we're strong enough for this." She wiped the tear from her cheek before her two best friends took both of her hands into their own.

"Care?"

Caroline looked to her right to look at Bonnie.

"I think you're creating a bad scenario in your head for a future that hasn't even formed yet. You're already betting against yourself and that's not fair to you or to Tyler. You love him, right?"

"Yes, of course."

Elena picked up right where Bonnie left off. "If you love him then you should give him a chance to prove himself. You should give yourself a chance to prove that you can survive the space. You were one of the biggest supporters of Stefan and I trying to work it out after Klaus and so I'm going to be your biggest supporter. I'm available day or night. The distance becomes too much, you call me."

Bonnie squeezed Caroline's hand. "Or me. Caroline you are the cheerleader of the group, constantly and incessantly cheering us on to go after our deepest desires. We can be your cheerleaders now. You can do the long distance because your heart, as massive as it is, will let you and every time you have a small freak out and you don't want to unload it on Tyler, well then you just call Lena or I…and we mean any time!"

Caroline sniffed and wiped the tears off her face. "I'm so lucky to have you two." Elena and Bonnie smiled and hugged her. They stayed in a tight embrace for a few seconds until Caroline broke it. "Ok. Time to shop! I'm going to make you two look like superstars."

Elena and Bonnie rolled their eyes but laughed and barely put up a fight.

They were out for another hour, choosing dresses and accessories. Bonnie dropped both of them off before heading home. She picked up her phone and dialed Damon's number.

"Hey, I thought talking to you was off limits for the rest of the night because you were out with Elena and Caroline."

She switched it so that he was coming through the speakers in her car, instead of her holding the phone to her ear. "We finished up early which is a first for us. Caroline didn't draw it out because she wanted to talk to Tyler."

"Trouble in paradise?"

"A little trouble but they'll work it out. She just wanted to talk to him in person so she rushed the whole dress shopping thing and I am forever grateful."

"Good, then you can come over."

"Negative. I have a million pounds of homework and my dad is making lasagna tonight. I can't miss it. But we're still on for the movie date tomorrow, right?"

"We are indeed. I'm looking forward to it too. Watching the all powerful Bonnie Bennett cowering from fear is just too exciting."

"I don't think some haunted house is going to affect me that much."

Damon scoffed. "It's Poltergeist…you will be scared, that I can guarantee. And you'll be all alone in a dark house with me because Stefan is staying with Elena. You will jump and scream and I'll be there to protect you."

"Or rip my throat out….."

"Too early in the relationship for that."

She laughed and shook her head. "I have a question for you by the way?"

"And I'm sure I have an answer. Maybe one you won't like but an answer all the same. What's up?"

"So prom is coming up….."

"I am aware of that. Stefan has been practicing his hair for the event in the mirror every morning."

She giggled. "I was wondering what you thought about it? The whole prom thing I mean."

"I think it's an excuse for the school to spend money it doesn't have to throw a party for ungrateful kids who won't appreciate it but will use it to escape their parents clutches so they can pop their cherries early." A frown overtook Bonnie's face as Damon spoke. "With all that being said I also think it's a do over for you to actually enjoy your prom and I want to enjoy it with you which is why I already bought a suit and planned on asking you tomorrow with bells and whistles but true to Bonnie form you didn't give me a chance."

A soft smile settled on her face. "Thank you. It means a lot to me. In our world I was dealing with Silas so the night wasn't very special. I just want to do it right this time. I'm pulling into my driveway now so I have to go but I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes ma'am. Pack an extra pair of undies."

She laughed nervously. "What?"

"Cause you're going to pee on yourself from fright, you naughty girl. Go spend time with your dad. See you tomorrow."

She smiled down at the phone as it clicked off and got out of the car with her dress, excited to show it to her dad.

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She wasn't exactly scared. She was sure that the movie had scary moments but she hadn't exactly been able to pay attention with Damon's fingers skimming back and forth on the sensitive skin right below the button of her jeans. He was propped against the arm of the couch and she was lying back against his chest as his fingers danced against her. He was quiet and oblivious to the inner hell she was going through. He quoted the movie once again as his fingers slipped beneath the top of her panties and began to rub against the exposed skin lightly. She sucked in a deep breath and ordered herself not to move or react to what he was doing. After a couple of seconds he pinched the overly sensitive skin and she jumped and yelped. "What?!"

He chuckled. "Just making sure you didn't fall asleep on me. You're being uncharacteristically quiet tonight. Usually by this point you're worrying the hell out of me with questions."

"Yeah well I'm a little distracted." She turned slightly to look up at him. And he raised a haughty eyebrow in confusion.

"Why? Something happen with your dad before he left?" Her dad had left the house the same time she did to go on a business trip with the misconception that she was staying with Elena for a couple of days.

"What? No. Why would you think that?"

He shrugged and turned back to look at the movie. "You two don't have the best relationship, you know because of the whole witch thing."

She turned back to the tv while lying against his chest again and mumbled. "I think it's more the whole vampire boyfriend thing….."

"Huh?"

"Nothing!" She settled back into a comfortable position and tried once again to pay attention to the movie but almost immediately Damon slipped his fingers beneath her pants once again. She clamped down on his wrist and held him in place. "That! That's why I'm distracted." She sat up quickly and turned to face him with folded arms. He was holding his arms up to signify that he was innocent. "Don't give me that innocent face. You know what you were doing."

"Do I?" He actually looked confused.

"You weren't doing that on purpose?"

"Doing what?"

"That thing with your hand?" She indicated his hands almost angrily.

He sat up a little straighter. "I'm a little lost. I was doing something with my hand?"

"Look you just sit there and I'll sit over here, ok?" She pointed to the other couch before practically running to it and sitting down.

"Yeah…ok." He looked confused but didn't press it. They watched the rest of the movie in silence with the occasional glance from Damon, checking on his slightly unhinged girlfriend.

When it was over he got up and put in another movie, Chucky, but paused it right at the beginning and stared at Bonnie. He sat down and leaned back comfortably before fixing her with a heated look. "Let's try this again…come here."

She got up slowly and sat down beside him. Damon chuckled and laid back against the arm of the chair with a few pillows to prop them up and pulled Bonnie down to lie beside him, her back to his front so she could see the tv. He started the movie and wrapped his arms around her middle bringing her flush with his body. "Get the lights please." The lights snapped off and she sighed and settled into his body more as she watched the scene in the toy store. Damon's face was pressed against the side of her head, his lips lingering on her neck.

"You are doing this on purpose….."

"Uh huh." He said as he nodded and his lips curled up into a smile against the sensitive flesh of her neck. "Relax…I just want a taste." He pressed a soft kiss to her neck and his hand slipped underneath her shirt to rest heavily on her belly. The kisses on her neck began to increase as his fingertips started to brush back and forth against her stomach. She wanted him to do more…to move his mouth from her neck to her mouth or to raise his hands to her breasts or lower but he stayed where he was as though he was content in what was happening.

She was getting impatient. She didn't want to go all the way but she was willing and anxious to go a little further than they had. She wanted what they had started back in the that cabin all those months ago. She placed her hand over top of his that was against her stomach and intertwined their hands and began to move his hand lower toward her jeans as she moaned and pressed her neck against his lips even more. Right before his hand could go beneath her pants he stopped and no matter how hard she tugged at his hand it stayed where it was. She pulled at his wrist one more time before huffing loudly. She turned over to look at him with an annoyed look on her face.

"Why are you doing this?"

He raised an eyebrow in question. "Doing what?"

"Teasing me?!"

He smiled slowly. "I told you that I wouldn't push you to do anything…that if you want something to happen you have to say so." He brushed the back of his fingertips down her cheek. "Do you want this?"

She pulled his hand from her cheek and placed it on her belly and began to push it beneath the top of her jeans while keeping eye contact. "Just a taste…" she whispered.

He nodded and covered her body a little more with his own before putting his face against the exposed skin of her neck once again. He began to kiss her neck softly while flipping open the button on her jeans and slowly zipping down her zipper. His index finger lifted up the edges of her panties and he slid his hand inside. "Just a taste." He whispered back before he parted her lips and gently brushed his fingers down pass her clit, making sure to make contact with it. He then slipped one finger into her, the wetness making it easy. Her breathing increased and so he added another finger and she gasped. He licked up her neck and pulled at her earlobe as he started to pump his fingers in and out of her. Her hands slipped into his hair and she tugged his head up as she whispered 'please.' He looked at her with hungry eyes but his hand never slowed even as his thumb began to tease her clit.

She repeated 'please.'

"What baby?"

She pulled him down by the hair again and reared up as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. She panted out her response. "Kiss me."

He smiled sharply and his lips automatically landed on hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth and brushing softly against the top of her mouth. He now had three fingers inside of her and she could feel the build starting. She stuck her hand down her own pants and placed her hand over top of his as he worked and bit down on his lip until she drew a little bit of blood and then the kissing became ravenous and his fingers began to piston at an impossible rate until eventually she clamped down on his fingers and her back reared up and she coated his fingers. Her moan was strained and her fingers were locked in the tendrils of his hair until her body completed its last shudder. She panted heavily and unlocked her fingers from his scalp as her back slowly made contact with the couch beneath her.

Damon hummed as he removed his hand and licked each finger at leisure before zipping and buttoning her pants and patting the front after he did. He pecked her lips quickly and settled back down into the couch before pulling her in front of him once again so she could lie back on his chest. He went back to the menu and started the movie from the beginning again. He wrapped his arms around her and exhaled loudly. "Love this movie."

Bonnie's face held a look of shock and she shook it off with a giggle. "You are so weird!"

"Huh? Why?" He said distractedly as he watched the movie intently.

"We just did…what we did…and you just went right back to watching the movie like this wasn't a big moment in our relationship."

"I like to appreciate big moments instead of lingering on them with longwinded conversations. It was a big moment, I enjoyed it, you enjoyed it, and now we can enjoy this movie." He kissed the top of her head. "Now pay attention to the movie and start asking me a million questions about it. That's my favorite part."

She laughed. "Fine!" She turned and kissed him quickly on the jaw before lying her head on his chest. "So question…why did that guy teach Chucky the incantation if he was so scared of him? Why volunteer the information in the first place instead of giving him one that would just make him explode or something?"

Damon huffed but a huge smile was on his face. He tightened his arms around her as he began to answer one of her millions of questions of the night.

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"So he's cheating on her?!"

Damon heard Caroline shriek as he closed the front door to his house. He could hear several people in the kitchen. He could hear Elena giggling and it made his stomach tighten slightly and he started to admonish himself for reacting to it until he heard a husky sweet voice answer Caroline.

"He is definitely cheating on her but he's claiming that they aren't technically official."

His chest constricted at her voice and a warm smile graced his mouth. Bonnie could always wash away his thoughts of Elena even unconsciously. Letting go of Elena was hard but having Bonnie was making the process easier than he could have guessed.

"What does that mean?" he heard his brother ask just as he rounded the corner into the kitchen. Stefan was standing over a tall stainless steel pot full of red sauce and adding spices while simultaneously turning down the pot of boiling shells. Caroline was sprinkling mozzarella cheese on garlic bread. Elena and Tyler were sitting at the small table in the corner sipping drinks, wine for Elena and a soda for Tyler as they listened to the conversation. Bonnie was seated on the stool beside Caroline, with her back to the door, as she cut up items for a salad.

Bonnie didn't know Damon was in the doorway so instead of acknowledging him she just answered Stefan. "It means that they never defined the relationship so he feels that he can see as many women as he wants but has a bit of a problem with her seeing other guys."

Tyler sat up a little straighter. "I mean he's my friend and even I think that's a weak ass excuse so he can sleep with a bunch of different girls."

"Maybe I should talk to him…" Caroline said while chewing on her lip and Elena shook her head no.

"What Matt does is his choice. He can't keep blaming his actions on your failed relationship."

Caroline merely nodded. Bonnie rubbed her hand up and down Caroline's back. "She's right." She whispered and kissed Care on the cheek which made Care smile and drop her rebuttal.

Damon decided to finally make his presence known. "What's the big deal that Ken doll can't keep his hands to himself?"

Everyone turned to him and Bonnie shook her head in annoyance. "Everyone please ignore my boyfriend. He continuously has his head up his ass."

He shrugged in agreement before slipping his hand in Bonnie's hair and tugging slightly so he could place his lips on hers. "Hi." He said against her lips.

"Hi." She pecked him again before pulling back. "Where have you been? I text you when I first got here."

Damon walked over and stirred the pot of shells while giving Stefan a pointed look like he should know how to cook pasta better. Stefan chuckled and passed him the oregano and stepped to the side to watch his brother as he seasoned the sauce. Damon had always been the better cook in the family. "I was with Ric. He's freaking out slightly about the whole being a dad thing. So I treated him to a drink and told him he was an idiot to think he wouldn't be a good father. So to answer your question…I was being the best friend ever." He smiled broadly and stirred the sauce as he motioned to Stefan to pass him more spices.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at his arrogance. "Well if you're done competing for the best friend award could we go upstairs and talk?"

Damon looked up quickly and swallowed tightly but nodded. "Of course." He passed the spoon to Stefan and followed Bonnie out. He could feel eyes on them and he took a deep breath that he didn't need. When they got to his bedroom, she let him walk ahead of her and then she closed the door. He crossed his arms and stiffened himself for the conversation.

She went to her bag and took out an envelope but Damon barely noticed. "Take a seat." She motioned to the bed.

Damon shook his head…his face cold and distant. "Just say what you need to say."

She gave him a confused laugh and then burst out laughing. "Damon! I'm not breaking up with you."

His mouth screwed up a little. "You're not?"

"No, dork!" She grabbed his hand and led him to the bed so he could sit down and once he did she handed him the folded up piece of typed paper that she removed from the envelope. She then sat beside him and smiled sweetly while she waited for him to open it up. He raised one haughty eyebrow before turning back to the piece of paper. He unfolded it and scanned the written text.

He looked up at her with a shocked face. "You got into Towson University?"

"Yes." She nodded rapidly and bit on her lip. "Are you mad? Are you upset? How are you feeling about it? And please be honest with me."

"Ok…" He looked down at the piece of paper again. "I'm nervous about the distance but that's the only negative feeling I have."

She took his hand and squeezed until he looked up at her. "The only negative one?"

"Yep. I'm proud of you Bon. It's a great school and you deserve this."

"Really?"

"Really. This place is a second chance and you should do everything you never got the chance to do in our world. And I'll be here when you can get away from the glamourous world of Maryland."

She laughed. "That won't be necessary if you just come with me….." She looked at him sheepishly and waited for the no.

"You want me to come with you?"

"If you want…"

"I want."

She shrieked and threw her body at him, wrapping her body around his and kissing him noisily all over his face before finally pulling away for a breath. "Once prom is over and Elena and Stefan's wedding has happened we can start looking for a place. Orientation isn't until mid-August so we have plenty of time."

He nodded and pulled her in tighter. "Ok. You pick the place and I'll pay the bill."

"No. We should agree on a place."

"Bon, I really don't care. I just care about having a place to shack up and do naughty things to you."

She slapped his shoulder and laughed. "And the mood is over! Let's go eat." She climbed off of his lap and walked to do the door but before she could open it, he was in front of her.

He put both hands on either side of her face and leaned in for a kiss. "Congratulations."

"Thank you." She smiled sweetly and kissed his cheek before taking his hand and leading him downstairs to eat with their friends.

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"Care just got here and she's already corrected my choice of underwear and bra. My lingerie that only Stefan is going to see, Bon!"

Bonnie started to answer but stopped when she heard Caroline in the background. "That's not what happened. Give me the phone. Elena!" Bonnie heard rustling and then heavy breathing before Caroline spoke. "Bon?"

"Yeah?" Bonnie responded as she packed her small bag to bring with her to change for the prom with her best friends, at Elena's house.

"I did not correct her choice. I just suggested a better alternative. I'm trying to help her!"

"Ha!" Elena said in the background.

"I was! Bonnie can you please come over and look at this choice of hers? I brought all of us teddies. They're cute!"

"They're see-through!" Elena yelled in the background.

Bonnie was laughing harder than she thought she could. "Ok, ok I'm heading over. Give me 15 minutes."

"Hurry!" They both yelled before hanging up.

She chuckled and put her phone in her bag, slung it over her shoulder and placed her bag with her dress in it over her arm. She jogged down the steps and grabbed up her keys and flung the door open and stopped short at the person poised to knock.

"Mom?"

Present Day

"Good morning." Bonnie said as she walked into the kitchen.

Stefan and Caroline were standing at the island. Stefan was scrambling eggs and Caroline was frying bacon. Caroline beamed and walked away from the bacon leaving Stefan to scramble and flip the bacon at the same time with a furrowed brow. Caroline ran up to her and hugged her softly as to not freak her out too much.

"How are you feeling?"

Bonnie smiled slowly. "Ok." She looked around Caroline to Stefan with a worried look before she asked Caroline, in a whispered tone, "Has he come back yet?"

"I haven't seen him but I only came down like 20 minutes ago."

Stefan spoke up as he plated the bacon. "He's outside with Elena, talking."

Bonnie's eyebrows lifted to an impossible height and she felt herself get nauseous instantly. "Why?"

Stefan looked up confused. "I'm not sure. Elena asked to speak with him and he said yes."

"Ok…."

Caroline grabbed her hand and squeezed in reassurance. They were both thinking the same thing…that Damon was going to tell Elena that he and Bonnie were married. Bonnie wasn't positive that she wanted to hide it any longer but she had hoped that he would at least discuss it with her first. "Do you want some coffee?"

Bonnie just nodded and then sat at the island, on the opposite side of Stefan. He plated some food on a plate and put it in front of her and her coffee joined shortly after.

Caroline grabbed her food and sat beside Bonnie as Stefan began to clean up. They all heard the front door slam and then approaching feet and Bonnie looked up in time to see Damon and Elena walking into the kitchen with intertwined hands. Bonnie felt her heart speed up and her breathing increase as she became very confused at what she was looking at.

Stefan cleared his throat to get their attention. "So are you two on again?"

Elena smiled brightly. "We're taking it slow but yeah we're giving it a chance. We love each other so we owe it to each other to at least try."

Bonnie dug her nails into the soft flesh of Caroline's thigh. "That happened fast. We just got back."

Damon stared at her, long and hard. "Yeah well it's for the best." Bonnie felt tears well up in her eyes as he threw her words back at her.

She blinked repeatedly and swallowed hard. "I'm sure it is." She smiled at an overly excited Elena. "I'm not feeling well. I'm going to lie down." She left the kitchen quickly and refused to look at Damon as she did so.