Fatal Distraction
Chapter 18 - "Usque ad mortem" (Until Death)
R- M

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... TWO WEEKS LATER ...

Bonnie hadn't had another premonition about her kill since Silas' attack. The only letters that stuck out to her were SAL. The letters reappeared to her in a vision today, while she was with Damon. She clutched her head, stopping all her motions.

"What's the matter, Bon Bon?"

"My huntress curse has been kind of off, since the stone was stolen. I have a target, and the full name isn't coming in. It's been doing this for a couple of weeks."

"That's good, right? You're done with the huntress life. We'll find the stone, and destroy it. That should break your curse." Damon was determined to take every part of Bonnie's past and destroy it, and the things about her she had no control over. Starting with Silas.

"I'm not sure it's that easy, Raven."

"Do you trust me, Bon Bon?"

"Bon Bon, huh?" She smiled. "Is this your thing for me? Nicknaming me?"

"I mean, I guess in the past couple of centuries, nicknames basically officiate things between modern, day couples."

"Officiates things? As in, "us" like, were a thing?"

"Yes. As in, you and I, are a "thing" Bonica Magica."

"Bonica Magica? Wowwww. I can't escape this, nicknaming thing, can I?"

"Not a chance in life. I'm sure I have too many good ones." He smiled, at her from across the room."

She started walking towards his desk. "And I only have two nicknames for you."

"It's fine. I don't need anything, besides, Raven, and Daddy." He pulled her to him, and sat her on his desk in front of him. She bit her lip, watching him, eye her thighs. "Anything, new this week, regarding, my outsourcing issue?" He asked, letting his fingers crawl up her thighs slowly. He circled a particularly meaty part of her thigh with one of his fingers. She took a deep breath before answering.

"Uh, yeah. I had a vision, and you're leak, is... not a witch." she paused when she saw his eyes watching his own fingers as they circled her inner thigh. "Your leak is... close to the center of your business-ahhh." He distracted her when he squeezed. Bonnie's breathing started to change, and she was finding it hard to concentrate. Her chest was rising and falling, obstructing her view, when he sat down, and continued to play with her thigh. "You're, insider, is very close to the core of this company, and... oh god! Stop it." She breathed out, watching him, as he fall in love with the way both hands began to look as they squeezed each of her thighs.

He looked up at her, with blood thirsty eyes, and kept squeezing her thighs, while he watched her insides warm with the rise of her body temperature. "Ninety-nine point nine." He whispered.

"Whaaaah?" She asked, with no conscionable coherency.

"Ninety-nine point nine, is your body temperature, right now. Do you ever ask yourself how I do that to you?"

"No, I can't think straight when you touch me that way." He flicked his teeth, and aggressively opened her legs. "You asked me a question about your outsourcing. I was trying to tell you what my vision showed me."

"I don't care right now."

"But-(gulp) it's pretty important." He put his fingers to her lips. Then he changed his line of sight to her legs, and zeroed in on one thigh. He leaned over, squeezed, once more to hear her, "hmm."

"May I?" He asked.

"Yes." He took his time, and reached to bite her delectable flesh, sinking his teeth in oh so slowly. Bonnie watched his sharp teeth break her skin, and soon, both legs were on his shoulders, while she sat on his desk, bent back on her elbows. His swimming veins pumped thick when he drank from her, and she felt his cold body warm up. Her head fell backwards, while her stomach tightened, feeling his tongue caress her thigh, to heal her. She looked up at him, and he was already, to give her his own blood, when he received an uninvited knock at his office door. He growled fiercely.

"Who is it?"

"It's Ric, D."

"Fuck! I thought he wasn't coming back for another week. Perfect. You need to meet Ric. My other partner. Well, he's technically below Stefan. He's, been a long time ally." He raised his wrist to her mouth.

Bonnie quickly closed her legs, and adjusted her skirt, after hoping off his desk. She lifted a small necklace vile out of her purse, and opened it. He looked at her crazy. " I can't, I'm sorry. Here, drip some into here, and I'll make sure to drink it." He looked at her strangely and let her take his blood in the vile. "I'm sorry, I need to go anyways."

He turned her around, and lifted his wrist to her mouth, "Drink. It's better from the source."

"Fine." She took some blood from his wrist, and savored it."

"You know, with everything happening, we can't take a chance. My blood is stronger from the source. That vile. We agreed is emergencies only."

She smiled, at his loving protectiveness. "You're right, I'm sorry. Um, I have a lead on where Silas took Elena and Jeremy. He left, headed there just a few minutes ago. I need to go home- while Silas is out of the house."

"No, Bon. You can't-"

"Damon, I need to make a move, while he's gone, and grab something's. If I can find Elena, I believe I can get more information out of her. If she's this person, you say she is, she knows more than she's lead me to believe."

"I just don't want him to see you."

"Damon, if he's home, I won't go inside. Okay?"

"How will you know?"

"I can always feel Silas' presence. Through his and my connection."

"Bon?" But when he looked at her he realized she wasn't going to change her mind. "Fine. I need to introduce you to Ric. Is that okay?" He asked sarcastically. "I mean, am I allowed to introduce my-" he hesitated.

"Girlfriend?" She said squinting her eyes.

"Yes. My girlfriend, my partner, my lover," he kissed her sweetly, "to my long-time acquaintance?"

She smacked his chest playfully, shake her head. "Of course. I mean, I don't plan on disappearing."

"Good." He kissed her. "Now, button those top two buttons. Ric used to be kind of a pervert." He laughed.

Bonnie buttoned her shirt to the top, and put her black rimmed reading glasses on. Then she waited as he opened the door before she turned around, and before she could say anything, something felt off, yet familiar about the man in front of her. Quietly, she walked towards Damon, and the two men were talking, and greeted one another. When Damon turned to her, to introduce them, he noticed her facial expressions changed, almost drastically, from when it was just them in the office.

She heard the introduction, as if it were a muffled noise, she turned to not see Ric's face, but his muggy colored aura. His entire aura was darkened. She couldn't place his face, because her vision was blurred by his aura, and his energy. She immediately did not like him, nor did she plan to try to understand it. Her visions didn't always come to her clearly, sometimes they were foggy and it was more of a feeling. But, a vision, was her natural instinct to kill, and her instinct was murderous, right now. All she saw was muggy brown, with shades of black and dark green... and when Ric reached out to her, to shake her hand, she reached back, and the moment their hands touched, she felt a jolt inside of her body, and she immediately let his hand go. He was a monster. Suddenly SAL, made sense. The name in her head finally became clear.

ALARIC SAL-TZMAN, SALTZMAN. SAL! He was her target.

"This is Ric... Ric, this is my beautiful lady-" before he could say her name, Damon, felt something inside of Bonnie change. Almost as if she'd been punched in the stomach. To the point she couldn't even look him in the face before she left. She hugged Damon, then kissed his cheek.

"Hello," she said to the stranger, before promptly turning to Damon and saying. "See you later, okay?"

Ric looked her in the eye, without a word, he just kept his eye on her and never once blinked. Damon almost felt this quick exchange was playing out in front of him in slow motion. When she headed out, he walked after her.

"Hey, Bon Bon-"

"Damon, I'm fine. Just, caught a quick new lead, I should jump on it. Now." She said pushing out of the door quicker than he wanted her too. Then he excused himself from Ric, and followed after her.

"Hey, Bon Bon, what happened?" He asked pulling her body back to his gently, by her by the arm. "I know I didn't miss what just happened?"

"I got a quick visual, and I need to chase it before it disappears. I'll see you later I promise."

He shook his head. "No, no. Something's not right. I can feel it. Talk to me." He insisted.

She cupped his cheek and kissed him. "We'll talk later okay?" She then whispered into his ear, "Spiritus praesidium," and kissed his lips gently.

He gave her a faulty look and accepted her kiss, before watching her walk off. When he walked back into his office, Ric was standing at the sky rise window, looking out and on the phone. Damon, found that to be strange. So, he waited for Ric to jump off the phone, and he gave him a weird look.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"So, uhh, have you two ever met before?"

"Who, that chick that just left?" Ric said with a cockiness in his posture and face.

"She's not a chick." Damon said skeptically. "She's, very important to me. But, I guess, some other time. She had some important business to attend to. You sure, you've never seen her before?"

"Never. I mean, where is she from? Doesn't look like she's from around here."

"Yeah, she's from around." Damon, decided to leave it alone. Alaric had a previous life Damon didn't agree with, and he wasn't sure the things Ric had been through or seen. "Anyways, we should head to the meeting. Stefan is down the hall with a buyer."

The two men shared an awkward moment of silence, along with a glance of skepticism. "You okay, D? You haven't been yourself, lately. Is it his chick? She's the one throwing you off your game?"

"She's not a chick, I said. And, No. I'm fine, I'm more myself than I've ever been. In fact, I'm much more alert than I've ever been?" He said, matter-of-factly. He had a straight face an opened the door for Ric to leave his office. "Let's get this over with."

Suddenly, Damon had his eye on Ric.

SECRETS

"Today, Bonnie left on her own. She dodged Gino, because she was really sneaky. She dialed a number, and waited for an answer.

"Hello."

"Okay. I'm set in motion. Damon has no idea!" Bonnie said.

"Okay. It's best this way, because we both know Silas can see right through this, if it doesn't go smoothly. So, I'm on my way. I'm about two hours away. Have you spoken to Gino?"

"I told him to be expecting you at the mansion tonight, after midnight."

"Can we trust, this Gino guy Bonnie?"

"Yes. He's, very protective of me. I told him all about you, so, he's got a special look out for you. Just don't be late."

"I won't. I promise. Bon, are you sure you want to chance this? This is unheard of, it's never been done, let alone by a witch?"

"I promise. I'm going with my witchtuition. My gut is telling me I have to trust this. It's the only way."

"And Damon, you're risking Damon?"

"I trust this. Just trust me." Bonnie insisted.

"I trust you, always. I'll be there tonight..."

"In the meantime, I had an awful vision today. It can possibly change everything with Damon. If anything goes wrong, I'm going to email you something before I go in the house."

"Damn. Okay, whatever it is, we'll figure it out together. I'll see you in a few hours."

"Bye." Bonnie said promptly hanging up. She was also struck with her memory of the name Saltzman. Why she couldn't get past SAL. And it hit her, Alaric Saltzman, was the Salvatore Enterprises insider. She couldn't get past SAL because of the name Salvatore, her mind was processing too much. But she figured it out.

Ric, is the traitor. But he wasn't just the traitor. Ric was more than that. When she touched his hand, she'd felt something awful inside of him. And she's felt him before.

*OVERPOWERING THE UNION*

The property where Bonnie and Silas lived, was darkened, and quiet. Bonnie could see no one had been there much lately. Her herbs were dried out. She'd asked Silas, not to let her herbs dry out, but, most times, he neglected them to annoy her. She walked through the long walkway of the grassy, leafy yard. Silas never kept it up, because he knew it irritated her, that she was the only one who gave a damn about the natural life around her. Her yard, plants, flowers, and herbs meant everything to her. Bonnie's sanity was her garden. The quiet in her life. The living to her death. She tried using natural healing whenever she could, so that she didn't have to rely on her magic. Since childhood Bonnie was in touch with nature. She probably wouldn't have survived Lorenzo, without knowing some forms of natural healing. But lately, she hadn't been able to focus on it. Her life had become chaotic with death, running, and lying.

She was exhausted by fact, that she couldn't just, be normal.

When she finally made it to the stairway of her porch and walked up it, she was introduced to dried out shrubs. She could barely see while she searched the purse for her keys. After a few minutes when she made it inside, the house was cold. There was no presence felt. She knew she needed to be quick.

But a Bennett witch, is a smart witch.

Still being bothered by the energy of Ric, Bonnie had a bad feeling all day. She hadn't been relaxed since that moment, and because of it, she wasn't on point with her visions, or premonitions. She walked back to her room, and decided to just grab some important things and go. She trailed quietly through the pitch black house, and kept the lights off to avoid anyone possibly lurking around outside.

The creaking of her door, was silenced with magic, and she quickly moved around, knowing very well how to move in the darkened room. Once she grabbed a couple of things she needed she was caught of guard by a set of hands that wrapped around her waist while she tried heading out.

He whispered in her ear, "Amica mea."

"Non placet!"

"Non est? Uxor mala. Poena! Uxor mala. Poena!"

"Silas! Let me go!" She said, trying to pull his arms from around her waist.

"You didn't detect me, did you?" He yelled. "Did you?"

Bonnie fought his grip, while trying to keep from letting him get in her head. She tried to block him out, and fight his strength both mentally and physically. But he was strong and he overpowered her.

"You didn't feel my presence. You know why? Because your drinking the fucking, vile blood of that demon. Everything against your nature. The blood of a fucking vamp, Bonnie?!" He wouldn't stop yelling.

"No. I'm not."

"You are! I smell him inside of you! He's the reason you've been fighting me... fighting our union!" He squeezed the near life out of her, making it hard for her to breath "Why? WHY?" Silas grabbed her by the throat, and threw her against the wall. He threw her against the wall so hard she almost had the wind knocked out of her. Bonnie's anger must've gotten the best of her, because when she felt the pain shoot up her back, she threw her palms towards Silas and he fell to his knees, clutching his temples. His anger rose and he yelled at her.

"You forget your vows. You, use magic on me? DO OUR VOWS MEAN NOTHING?"

"Silas, I didn't mean to use magic on you. It was an accident, I promise." She said.

"For him! The blood sucker? The murderer? The man, you were supposed to kill?" He sat up, from the floor, and looked at her with utter disappointment and shock. "Get up. GET UP!"

Bonnie stood up, and tried to remain strong. She needed to just get out of the house, and get back to Damon. She used magic against Silas. She never used magic against Silas. It was because of her connection to Damon she was able to create some separation in her link to Silas. It was helping her to find strength in herself. "Get up, and get over here!"

"No, Silas. I'm done okay. I'm done. We are done."

"Done? Done, as in, with me? That's a joke, right?" He walked towards her, standing tall, and looking at her like she was a sixteen-year-old girl. The sixteen-year-old girl from back then.

She looked him in the eyes. "Yes. I'm done. I want to break our union."

He laughed. "Break our union? You in love with him or something?" He asked smugly. When she didn't answer he got even angrier. "Bonnie Belllaaaa!"

"Silas, it's much easier, if we just, stay amicable, and you can have my share of the business. I won't sell it to you. If you let me go peacefully, I'll give it to you! Including whatever money, I have saved."

He kept walking towards her body. The closer he got, the smaller she felt. "Break our union?" He asked. She nodded her head.

"Yes."

"Do you love him?" He asked calmly.

"Yes. Silas. I love him." She said with a straight face. His calm face broke, something terribly frightening. The first time Bonnie admitted to loving Damon, wasn't even to Damon himself, but to Silas. Silas balled his fists up then rubbed one of his hands through his hair, viciously.

"Fine, he can have you. You love him, you can go, free." Even with a terrifying face, he remained calm.

She looked confused. "Silas, I-"

"No, don't say anything. Just go." He said. Without hesitation, Bonnie turned towards the door and began walking out. "He can have you, Bonnie Bella... if he can make you forget who you really are. And who you belong to. Where your loyalties lie." She picked the pace up as her feet started to run.

"Doloris Anguista Timoris. Doloris Anguista Timoris." She fell to the ground as he was making her feel pain. He was using magic against her, to cause her pain. He was breaking the law of their union. Bonnie's entire body began to ache.

"Ahhhh. Prohibere Silas. PROHIBERE!" She yelled for him to stop, but today he must've been prepared. Someone, must have warned Silas. In some way, he was prepared for her today. He entire body ached forcing her to refrain from using her own magic. But he was breaking their union vows, by causing her intentional pain.

Bonnie, grabbed the vile around her neck, with Damon's blood, and drank it after she spoke the words she whispered into Damon's ear earlier.

"Spiritus praesidium." She chanted lowly. "Spiritus praesidium."

The blood slid down her throat after the chant, and entered her body under a presence of protection. She tried countering, Silas attack, as she spoke the same words to Damon earlier. But Silas was relentless, as she stood up and ran. She ran through the pain. He was abusing his union power. He was abusing her in these moments, being selfish, and power hungry. Hurting her willfully.

Bonnie made her feet move faster than they'd ever moved she needed to run and run fast, before he began chanting their union spell.

"TARDUS!" He yelled slowing her movements. Bonnie legs became sluggish and she still kept moving. But it didn't stop his loud chanting.

"Caro de carne mea, sanguis sanguinem meum."

"Unus Spiritus. Unum cordis pulsatio. Una mens."

He ran after her. Catching her.

"Silas, if you love me, you'll let me go. I love him. Him!" She pushed him away from her with magic. "Motus!" She yelled. Once again, breaking their union law, and using magic against him. He was pushed by a jolt of power away from her.

"You breaking our vows, using magic on me? Bonnie Bella, you belong to me!" He screamed. "USQUE AD MORTEM!"

"You're trying to kill me! Let me live, Silas."

"Not without me."

Bonnie, turned towards him, "Dolor." She said, causing sharp pains through Silas' chest. "DOLOR." She yelled once more, forcing him to his knees.

He was persistent though. He got up, ran after her again and pulled her back into the house. Dragging her through the hallway and into his bedroom. She clawed at him, and fought him. He pulled her all the way to HIS bedroom, and slammed the door shut. He held her from behind, and wrapped one hand gently around her throat, so she couldn't speak or chant against him and turned her face to his, repeating what he was saying. The spell of their union. The spell, which bonded them, whenever repeated. The spell would bind their magic, to keep her from fighting against him.

"Caro de carne mea, sanguis sanguinem meum."

"Unus Spiritus. Unum cordis pulsatio. Una mens."

Bonnie tried to fight him, off. He walked her to the bed, and started to undress her. Bonnie put her palms up to use magic, "DOLOR!" but the moment she shot his body with electricity, it affected her too, as he bound them by words. "Ahhh." She screamed. Her body had endured too much pain at his hands already. They were now connected, and if she used magic on him she used it on herself. She screamed feeling the pain. The spell was to always remind them of who they were to each other. But she didn't care, she shot his body with an electric, shock, again, and he yelled, from the pain, but he kept chanting, even if it was killing her. But Silas fought through the pain, and overpowered her, when she began doubting herself. He got into her head again.

"I made you who you are. I gave you life. I put a baby inside of you. Can he give you that? Ask yourself Bonnie. He is death. He will bring you death. He will be your fatality! But me... IM YOUR LIFE! Damon Salvatore, cannot give you what I can. Think about it. Amica mea. You are me and I am you. I won't let you go. You belong to me, Bonnie Bella. Until Death!"

Tears fell down her face, and he did give her life. Before it was taken from her. He was far more relentless, and continued his chanting until he had full control.

"CARO DE CARNE MEA, SANGUIS SANGUINEM MEUM!" He kept undressing her, roughly.

"PROHIBERE!" She yelled. And he yelled louder.

"UNUS SPIRITUS. UNUM CORDIS PULSATIO. UNA MENS!"

He locked her into their mental connection, before his body found hers in the dark. "I love you. Bonnie. I've, missed you, and if I can't have you, my love... mark my words. NO ONE CAN." He said, pulling her body into his. She didn't say much. Normally, by now, she'd be fully submitted to him. But not this time. This time, she felt every ounce of her, wanting to run, but unable to hurt him, as they were bound. His hands rubbed her face. She turned her head to the side. He whispered into her ear. "Una mens. Una mens. Una mens. Una mens." Forcing her mind to be at one with his. "Can I make love to you, now?" He asked.

Bonnie nodded her head. Silas, lifted her body and lay her on the bed. He spread her legs, roughly. Moved his way up her body, uniting them, making them one. And as he thrust, he spoke directly into her face. "I'm your husband. We are bound. This will never change!" He pushed himself into her body and her mind. He wasn't rough, he was almost trying to prove, how much he loved her. By now, she could have submitted, but her love for Damon was much stronger. She felt the difference right away. Being made love to by Damon, was so much different. He didn't feel like Damon. But he felt the way he felt, before she was kidnapped. Silas felt, like he loved her again. But she couldn't read him, because he was such a master of manipulation. All of Damon's words about Silas ran through her head. She was angry, at him, but her mind forced her to be opened at the same time to his, so she had to stop thinking about Damon. "Alligatus Magicae." She whispered into his ear. Silas, thrusted harder, locking his lips into hers. Not only did the spell, work to make Bonnie submit to him, but, it made Silas, submit to Bonnie.

They became one, once more.

But little did Silas know, she had the last word!

X UNTIL DEATH X

Damon stayed up waiting for Bonnie. She promised she'd be back. It bothered him all day, what transpired after she met Ric. He was, plagued with ideas, that they'd known one another, or that Ric had some awful, role in Bonnie's upbringing. He kept it cool with Alaric all day. But he's known Ric longer than Bonnie's been on this earth. What could Ric have possibly kept from him? And now, that he'd left countless messages for Bonnie, and missed phone calls, he was worried.

Until, just before twelve am when she finally showed up at his house, dressed to kill. His guards let her in, and she was at his bedroom door within minutes. He opened the door to see her half-dressed.

"If looks could kill." He whispered to himself.

"Then, you better have your coffin ready." She said. Without so much as a smile, or a wink. He moved aside to let her into his room before closing the door.

"Where have you been?"

"I told you, getting some things together."

"Everything okay now?"

"Why don't you come closer, and find out?" She stayed playfully and seductively in character. And some, darker twinkle in her eyes made her sexiness more mysterious. Damon bit his lip, waiting to tear her to pieces. "Come on, Daddy. I've been a naughty, naughty girl." She wrapped her arms around him, and nibbled his ear, making his teeth flash. The sound of his teeth, made her jump.

"How about this... we play a little game of truth or dare?" He whispered.

She was taken aback by his words. He surprised her, when he gripped her body closely to his. She wore a lace dress, barely covering her body, with long black boots. "Sure?" She said or asked confusingly. "What dare do you have in mind?"

"Why don't you look me in my eyes, and I'll tell you?" He said.

"Damon, I don't think-"

"A woman, who trusts me, will look me in the eyes, and tell me her truths." He demanded softly. He knew something wasn't right about Bonnie. She came dressed to kill. Literally. He swore, he'd never compel her again, so the fact that she was skeptical, let him believe something was wrong. She slowly reached into her garter, for a knife, to stab him, and when she held it to his neck, he held his fingers gripping her hand. He saw that stone, which she said was missing. "I see you found the stone. Tell me, was it Silas, who had it?" He asked in a calm, angry tone.

"He looks out for me, Damon. He's my family." She said.

Seconds later, Damon heard scuffling and fighting outside of his door. The door opened, he saw Silas, using magic on his men. Gino, grabbed Silas by the neck, and Bonnie looked at Silas, and waived her hand, until Gino went unconscious. Damon looked at her, "So, what Little Bird, you going to kill me now?"

"I told you, Raven... not to trust me. That I'm just a monster." One tear fled her eye, but she wouldn't be distracted.

"You're not a monster." He said softly, never taking his eyes off of her face.

"But I am, and it's okay. I told you, you were just a job."

"Just a job?" He looked her in the eye, and she turned her face towards Silas. "Look at me!" Damon demanded. She turned back slowly, and looked at his lips, and not his eyes. "Just a job?"

"Nothing more." She looked at him, with eyes so blank, and a soul so icy, he almost didn't recognize her. "Nothing personal." She moved the knife to his chest, and aimed it at his heart.

"Is this what you want?"

She didn't answer him, and Silas spoke out. "Do it!"

"Stay out of this Silas!" Damon spoke. Silas kept exchanging words with Damon, trying to keep Bonnie from speaking.

"Damon, you will learn the hard way, not to come between a man and his wife." Damon looked at Bonnie's body. She'd been in pain before she arrived. He felt it. Her body was feverish again, like the day Silas tried to hurt her over the phone. He recognized the signs. She wasn't his Bonnie. She was acting as Silas' Bonnie. Somehow, that psychic link was more powerful than he thought.

"Bonnie, I told you, I can handle Silas. I told you, he's using you." Her face was unchanging. But he felt her still deep inside of herself because her eyes were watering.

"Damon, Katherine was right. You're too easy!" Silas said.

Damon looked at Silas, angrily, and sped out of Bonnie's grasp, and gripped Silas by the throat. "Is that what Katherine said? Do you want to know what Amara said, before I ripped her heart from her chest, and sent her to her final death? Huh? Do you? She thanked me for freeing her from you! She said, loving you was equal to being dead inside."

"Dolor!" Silas shouted, giving Damon pain. "You lie!" Silas said.

"I gave her peace." Damon spit out clutching his chest, feeling immense pain. "That is until she meets the woman she betrayed. I imagine Amara is still suffering!"

"Stop it!" Silas said.

"And, I suspect, that, by the look in Bonnie's eyes, she knows exactly how Amara felt. She looks lifeless inside right now. That's what it means to love you, Silas. It's really more like self-loathing. Aggghhh." Damon screamed feeling Silas wrath.

Bonnie stood to the side fighting herself mentally. She was bound to Silas mind and flesh, and Damon through blood, and now spirit thanks to her chant. She couldn't allow herself to hurt either of them. Until the moment she saw Damon speed to Silas and rip into his neck.

"Ahhh." Silas yelled. "Bonnie! Kill him, or I will!" Silas was being drained of life, and she knew Damon wouldn't stop.

"Stop! Damon, stop!" She yelled. When he didn't stop, she pulled him off of Silas. Silas grabbed his neck trying to stop the blood, he looked up at Bonnie who stood above him, staring in pain. He yelled at her.

"End it now!"

Before Damon could think straight, the knife was back at his chest. She was on the delivering end of it, and her eyes were a different shade of green. No longer Jade, and her pupils were highly enlarged. She hesitated, holding the knife, and said her final chant, "Spiritus praesidium."

When he couldn't stand the thought of her about to kill him, he pushed the knife into his chest for her. Hoping to keep her from killing him, he'd do it himself, to keep her from living with the guilt, of being under Silas' control.

Damon stabbed himself, and Silas was shocked.

When Damon, dug the knife into his body, he felt nothing. He looked down, and saw nothing. Both he and Silas were shocked. In fact, the deeper he went the more blood gushed from Bonnie's mouth instead. He looked up, and watched her dying before him. His eyes, watered, and confusion, waived over him. Before she fell, and she told him "Libertas mea. Obsecro ut obliviscaris."

"What? Bonnie!" His eyes worried, sadly over her frame.

"I'm free." Were her last words.

"BONNIE! What, did you...?" He caught her body as it buckled. When he looked up at Silas, Silas was just as shocked.

"Fuck, Bonnie! FUCK!" Silas yelled in shock.

"What the fuck did you do?" Damon yelled holding her in his arms. She was clearly, unconscious, and not breathing.

"Nothing. It's not me. She was supposed to kill you! SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO KILL YOU!" Silas drove his fingers through his own hair again, ready to pull it out.

Damon held her body, shaking her. He immediately bit into his wrist, and put it to her mouth. "Come on, please. Little Bird, drink, please. Wake up, baby! Wake up!" A couple of tears slowly slid down his cheeks, and onto her temperature dropping body. "No... No, no, no!" Damon shook Bonnie's body frantically. The more his blood dripped into her mouth, the more it poured out. "No. What is happening?" He felt her body, getting colder, quicker than normal.

"She must have bound your life to hers, or done a switch spell on that fucking knife. Why? Who the fuck are you? I'm her fucking husband!" Silas yelled, emotionally confused.

"I'm going to fucking kill you-" if looks could kill, Damon was about to decapitate Silas.

"Damon, understand-" Silas tried to explain, Damon stood up, and carried her to his bed. Not taking his eyes off of her. He gently, lay her down, and kissed her. Silas was fucked up inside, at the way Damon was being so tender with her. But his tenderness didn't last long. Within seconds he turned and sped towards Silas. Thrusting his back into the wall, he began choking Silas with the thick layer of gaseous fog. A fog slowly filtered into the room and began wrapping around Silas' throat. And Silas, felt himself get lightheaded after a while, his throat on fire. Damon, watched as Silas, tried to breath, but couldn't work against Damon's fog.

"Stop!" Silas yelled. "The witches forbade you from..." he paused to cough out, "The fog is forbidden!" Damon, knew how to control gases and fog with his mind, but he chose not to use his powers very often, anymore. It had gained him many enemies with witches in the past. Besides, once he learned to use his mind for business instead, he hated the idea that, he couldn't control his own outcomes, with his natural hard working or persuasive ways. Emily, taught him to control his fog tactics. One of the reasons Damon was in trouble with witches hundreds of years ago, was because of his gas and fog controlling, tactics. "Stop!" Silas tried to breath out.

Damon didn't let up watching blood vessels burst in Silas eyes.

"Please. I didn't do this." Silas begged for his life. Damon let up some, so Silas could talk.

"Tell me what happened to her, how to fix this... before I make this slow, and painful for you."

"She's dead. Somehow, she either bound your lives, or spelled the stone in hopes she would never have to kill you. But... I think, she didn't realize, the stone, would take her in your place. Because, she isn't immortal. So, it killed her. She's dead." Silas, actually cried for Bonnie. Damon gripped Silas tighter until he heard what Silas said. He let him go, realizing, he gave her that immortal heart. She couldn't have died. But if she didn't die it means... Silas interrupted. "That stone can only take an immortal into hell. A mortal, would be killed, or lost on the other side."

"So, what are the chances that she's trapped inside of her own personal hell? Do you know what the fuck that means?"

Silas nodded his head. "She's mortal Damon. She can't be trapped. She's dead!"

"But she is supernatural. She's in there somewhere."

"But, if for some reason, she's reliving her own personal hell over and over again... You understand this is your fault, right?" Damon was enraged, and he wrapped one hand around Silas throat, and pressed inward, hoping to obstruct his esophagus until his throat caved in and his fingers were dug into Silas flesh. "Damon!" Silas choked out, spit foaming at the corners of his mouth. Silas managed to break Damon's grip. "She was fine, until you came along. Probably manipulating her to fall for you, with your fucking vampire mind games. She was a perfectly good, trained to go killer." He yelled. But it didn't stop, when Damon started yelling too.

"She didn't want that life!" Damon was about to vamp out and drain the witch before him.

"She was fine. Until you came along. You fucking Distraction! You did this to her. You were a Fatal fucking Distraction. And because you were so selfish, she is dead now!"

"How, did this lead to being my fault, if you'd just let her live her life? You fucking rapist. You fucking child, abuser. You took her at a young age, and tried to mold her into your image. You didn't give her a real life. You made her you're fucking project. Your weapon. She was more than that! She was so much more than that!"

Silas hit below the belt, hurting Damon in more than one way.

"I didn't rape her or abuse her. I loved her. You have to believe, I may have loved Amara, but Bonnie was my soulmate. I promise you. Our souls were connected and somehow, you disconnected us! You killed her, like your brother killed Emily." Damon reached his hand into Silas chest, slowly, and began gripping his heart in his palm, and squeezing with his fingers.

"EMILY! Don't fucking say her name! You murderer!"

"No, Damon, love killed her. Just as, love killed Bonnie. This life, isn't meant for witches, to be in love. It's every witch for themselves. Hunt or be hunted. Emily loved your brother, and it got her in trouble. Not by me. Now, Bonnie following in her footsteps, with a fucking demon! Her ancestors would be disgraced. Love, is a very fatal mistake for witches. It's a Distraction. This world, is not cut out for a soft witch. So yes, love got her killed! Her loving you. You got her killed."

Love?

Damon's heart sank inside of his chest. Bonnie had never said she loved him. Why would Silas say that?

"I need Bonnie back, or I'm killing you."

"I can probably work on a resurrection spell. But, I need time."

"How much time, and how can I trust you?"

"You can't trust me. But, I need a few weeks. And something you stole from me." Damon walked still clutching Silas, hated the thought of letting him live. He didn't deserve it. He loosened his grip on Silas.

He had one of two choices, right now. Kill Silas this moment, or save Bonnie. He turned to look at her, walking to her body and feeling her cold skin. He had to think quick. All he saw, as he looked at her lifeless body, was she was, reliving the three years of pain over and over again. Silas thought she was dead, because he had no idea, she had that immortal heart. When he thought back to the night she woke up living in a memory, he couldn't bear the thought of her living in that torture for longer than she had to.

Silas knew a resurrection spell, according to Atticus.

He had to swallow his pride and ask Silas for help, but when he turned around, Silas was nowhere in sight.

Damon's world, was crashing before his eyes. He sat beside her, holding her hand.

Damon sat staring at Bonnie's lifeless body. He figured out she was somewhere inside of herself. Because, she had the immortal heart, inside of her. But, he had to remain calm, and think of what his next move would be. He needed to call Atticus. He needed something, or someone, to help him figure out how to rescue her. He held her hand, and shed some tears. Why would she sacrifice herself for him?

"Why, Bon Bon? I don't deserve you. I don't deserve your sacrifice. I don't deserve anything from you. All I wanted to do is protect you. And somehow, I messed up by lying to you about compelling you. I'm sorry, Little Bird. If I can take your place, I will. That's it... I'm going to call Atticus, and figure this out. I can't let the woman I love, suffer for me. It's my fault." He leaned into her lips and kissed her.

Then he grabbed his phone and dialed, Atticus.

But two seconds later Gino walked in. "Boss?"

Damon turned in shock, thinking Gino was dead. "What the fuck?"

Gino walked in and following him was a young woman, Damon hadn't seen in weeks.

"Davina?"

"Hello, Damon." She smiled, causing him twice as much confusion.

DADDY's LITTLE SECRET

It was Silas who stole, and hid the Phoenix stone from Bonnie. He tried to make her believe Damon stole it. He kept it for safe keeping, when he realized she was getting to close to Damon. He couldn't trust her, not to renege on their plans. When he saw her tonight, he bound them mentally one last time. Made love to her one last time, then went with her, to make sure she finally killed Damon. He couldn't handle the thought of her loving another man. And if he couldn't have her, then neither could Damon. But, Bonnie, couldn't keep living this way, and if it wasn't for Damon's blood in her system, she wouldn't have had the little strength, she needed to spell protect his soul, and reverse the Phoenix death.

But Silas let his possessiveness and jealousy think for him. He wasn't careful, and he learned the hard way, just hours later, when he realized his package arrived.

Silas was long gone, by the time he got back to the cabin in the woods, where Elena and Jeremy were, Katherine had finally showed up. And dropped his package off. When he walked through the door he didn't notice his package right away, before he told everyone, "Get up. Get dressed. Pack everything. We have to go!"

Elena, sat there, like she wasn't focused at all on his words but his package instead.

"What, why?" Jeremy asked. He followed Silas into his bedroom, where just the two of them spoke. "Why Silas?"

"She's dead! It's only a matter of time before he comes after us!"

"Who? Before who comes after us?" Jeremy asked.

"Salvatore."

"Who's dead?"

"Bonnie. I don't know why she did it, but she's fucking dead." He said angrily. Throwing things all over the place in frustration, anger, and pain.

"What about the company? They owe us. I want what's owed to me, and when I get that, we'll leave!" Jeremy said.

"Listen, you half-wit, our guy on the inside is handling it, just get your sister and let's go!" Silas was running a mock grabbing things and throwing me in a bag. "Where is she?"

"You walked right passed her. She's in there!" Jeremy said.

"Silas!" Elena called out. He walked back into the room, to see her sitting next his little package. "Oh shit. Baby? Hey, give me a hug." He said walking towards her.

Elena stood up, "Seriously. Are you gonna explain this to me?"

He almost ignored her, and grabbed the seven-year-old little girl. "Daddy, where have you been?"

"I'm sorry baby. Daddy had some things to take care of."

"Did you keep your promise?" She asked with her arms wrapped around him. Her eyes were both excited and sad.

"I'm sorry baby. Daddy couldn't find mommy. She... she ran away again. I have to keep looking. So, let's hurry up and go, and this time you can come with me. I promise, we'll find her together, okay?" How could he tell her, what actually happened, due to his selfishness?

"I can't leave nana."

"Baby, we have to go."

She started to let tears run, slowly down her cheeks. "But, daddy... you promised. You said, you'd bring me, my mommy. You know, I need her. My heart isn't working, daddy. You said you'd give me my mommy. You said you'd fix my heart." Silas eyes watered.

"I know, baby. I will okay. I promise. Daddy is working really hard on it." She wiped his tears.

"Don't cry daddy. We'll find her. Let's go look for her together." He looked into her Jade-colored eyes, and back to Elena.

"Fuck!" He said to himself, trying to hold back tears.

"No swear words daddy."

"I'm sorry, Emilia-Bella. It won't happen again."

She smiled at him, making him smile. "Okay. I forgive you daddy. Can we please go to bed? I'm really sleepy. And this lady didn't know how to cook me any soup. I just want to go to sleep daddy. Can you please sleep with me? Please?" She begged. He kept seeing her mother in her face, and eyes, he couldn't help but to feel like shit.

"Okay, baby. Okay. Let's go to bed. Daddy will tell you another story?"

"About mommy?"

"Yeah, about mommy."

"Okay, daddy. Let's go." She grabbed him by his hand, and lead him to the room. The little girl turned to look at Elena, without a smile, then she shut the door with her mind, and Elena and Jeremy stood in silence.

After a few minutes, they spoke.

"A fucking kid?" Jeremy was flabbergasted. But Elena, wasn't having it.

"Call Alaric. We have a problem."

A/N So this was the last chapter and a lot happened. And it feels good to have a complete multi fic. Silas and Bonnie... very complicated and intense scene between them. It was challenging to write, trying to capture the emotion and power struggle. I'm not even sure I did it the justice I wanted to. Bonnie admitted to loving Damon, but never got to tell Damon himself, she said it to Silas. Which pushed Silas over the edge. Can Damon save her? More to Silas and Bonnie than meets the eye. Emilia-Belle! So many unanswered questions.

As for what happened to Bonnie, that had to happen for a reason. Everything that looks bad isn't bad. I will always give Bonnie justice in my stories!

Ric is on Bonnie's kill list, why? Also, Ric is tied to the Gilberts...

Who was Bonnie talking to before she showed up at her and Silas' house? Bonnie already had a plan, because she never does anything without thinking it through. Remember how Damon saved her from Klaus? And told her he loved her. She knew he loved her genuinely. And she believed him when they shared blood and he invited her into the deepest part of his mind. She knew she could trust him. Everything, she does, except Klaus, (which was her learning experience) is well thought out. She's adamant about telling Damon and Silas she can protect herself.

What is Damon going to do about Bonnie?

All the unanswered questions about Klaus, Lorenzo, Katherine, Emilia-Bella, where she's been, Caroline, Vicky, Sarah, Stefan, and even some surprise appearances, all in part 2 which is going to be... more than you can imagine. As all characters will be in part 2 And yes, to answer someone's question, everyone is tied into one story regarding Bamon. It it's being pulled together more in part 2. So many surprises in part 2 I'm just too excited.

Part 1 as stated in the description, was about making Bonnie question her entire life as Damon entered it and she was supposed to kill him.

Ps. Please read Latin translations to understand what happened between Silas and Bonnie, and to know Bonnie's words to Damon. Thanks for reading! Please leave Reviews and expectations for book 2! Love you all. Thx so much xoxo

Between Bonnie/Damon when she left his office

"Spiritus praesidium" (Spirit protection)

Between Bonnie/Silas

"Amica mea" (my love)

"Non placet" (please no)

"Non est?" (No?)

"Uxor mala." (She is bad)

"Poena" (punishment)

"Doloris Anguista Timoris. Doloris Anguista Timoris."

(Pain, anguish, fear)

"PROHIBERE!" (Stop!)

"TARDUS!" (Slow!)

"Caro de carne mea, sanguis sanguinem meum-"

"Unus Spiritus. Unum cordis pulsatio. Una mens."

(Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood,

One spirit. One heartbeat. One mind)

"DOLOR!" (Pain)

"USQUE AD MORTEM!" (Until Death.)

"Alligatus Magicae." (Bound by magic)

Bonnie to Damon before she died

"Spiritus praesidium" (spirit protection)

"Obsecro ut obliviscaris."

(please forgive me)