DPOV

"We're all gonna die," the little witch said.

"What?" Bella asked, wide-eyed.

The witch ignored Bella and turned to me. "You can't do this if you do then-,"

I glared at her. "I don't care about the consequences," I said through gritted teeth.

"You don't understand Damon, if he-"

"I don't care. I have to get this done," If he showed up, which he shouldn't be able to, I don't think, I would take care of it.

Bella watched our interaction wide-eyed.

"Can I ask what's going on?" Bella spoke quietly.

"No," I snapped. "It's none of your business."

"She said we're going to die, Damon. All of us. I'm pretty sure that's my business," Bella retorted.

She had a point. "It doesn't matter. It was just a dream."

"Yeah, a dream about people, vampires, that I've never met, that is not a coincidence. Plus, a witch's dream always means something." Bonnie stated. Little witch was getting feisty.

"Wait what?" Bella asked.

I sighed. "We will worry about your stupid dream after I get the book back. Now get ready, we're leaving in half an hour." Bonnie glared at me before slowly making her way to the bathroom. Bella stayed where she was, staring at me.

"What is going on Damon?" Bella asked.

"It doesn't matter," I stated.

"Damon,"

"I said it doesn't matter," I growled.

"What's your damage, Heather?" Bella said quietly. I raised a questioning eyebrow. Bella blushed. "I like Heathers,"

We were on the way within twenty minutes. It was only silent for a few minutes.

"Why Florence?" Bella asked suddenly, breaking the welcomed silence.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean why Italy? Why Florence? Why'd did you decide to come here? Is it where One Eyed Willy buried his treasure?"

"What's with all these before your time movie references?"

Bella shrugged. "It helps me forget that I've been kidnapped by a psychotic vampire,"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not psychotic,"

"Begged a differ," Bonnie muttered from her seat in the back.

I glared at her through the rearview mirror. "If I hear one more word out of you I swear,"

"Damon," Bella chastised me. Did she really just chastise me.

"You too," I growled.

She crossed her arms over her chest, like a petulant child. "Make me,"

"You really shouldn't have said that," I pulled into the parking lot of a hotel, the one where I'm supposed to meet Stefan, but they didn't know that, and glared at Bella menacingly.

"Get out of the car, Bella," she hesitated. "Now!" she got out and quickly shut the door behind her.

"And you," I said, turning towards the other witch. "If you move an inch, if you so much as make a sound, you will regret it."

I quickly got out of the car and over to Bella, without looking suspicious. She flinched when I grabbed her arm. I practically dragged her into the hotel and over to the small restaurant they had inside.

"I had a reservation under Salvatore," I told the hostess, barely looking at her.

The hostess didn't take her eyes off of me as she spoke. "Of course, Mr. Salvatore, the rest of your party has already arrived,"

She showed us to our table, where Stefan was waiting.

"Where's the book?" I asked as soon as the hostess left.

Stefan ignored me. "Are you okay?" Stefan asked Bella. "Where's Bonnie?"

"I didn't hurt either one of them. The other one is in the car Stef," I snapped. "Now where is the book?"

"I have it. But it's not here,"

"What the hell do you mean it's not here?"

"I have it, but I don't have it with me," Stefan said slowly, as if I was an idiot.

I stood up and grabbed Bella by her elbow. "Well, it looks like I have a witch to kill,"

Damon, wait!" Stefan said. I ignored him and continued to drag Bella back to the car.

"Damon please don't," Bella begged. I ignored her too. "What about all that stuff you said yesterday, about actually caring-"

"I lied," I growled. "I don't care about you, and I especially don't care about her. I was just trying to shut you up,"

We got to the care with Stefan right behind us. There was no witch. "What the hell did you do?" I growled, spinning around to face Stefan.

He was smiling that idiot was smiling. "We took away your last pawn. Now let Bella go and leave, Damon,"

"My last pawn?" I scoffed. "Have you forgotten about her?" I asked, pulling Bella closer to me.

Stefan seemed calm. Too calm. He was up to something. "You need her, don't you Damon? And you obviously care about her. You won't hurt her. So just let Bella go and-"

He was cut off when Bella screamed. I clamped a hand over her mouth to stop her.

I heard a distant growling. Edward stood in the shadows of the hotel glaring at me. I grinned. "I was wondering where our Eddie Boy was. Oh, you're worried about Bella? I just broke her pinky finger." I paused and Bella screamed again. "And there goes her wrist. That's got to hurt. Shall I continue?" We were starting to attract attention. "Where's the book Stefan?"

"Edward has it,"

"Well, go get it. Or I break her whole arm,"

I shoved the still crying Bella in the car and walked over to the drivers side and waited.

"Let me come with you," Stefan said when he came back. "Let me make sure that Bella is safe,"

I grabbed the book. "Now why would I do that?"

"Because no matter what you're going to lose, unless you let me go with you,"

"Well, Stefan you have no room to bargain. I have the girl. I have the book. It sure doesn't feel like losing,"

Bella cried silently for hours before I finally pulled over at a gas station. 'Come here," I told her. she just looked at me. I unbuckled her seat belt and brought her face closer. She whimpered. I bit my wrist and held it to her mouth. She tried to pull away but I grabbed her hair and held her in place. "It'll heal you," she drank, but gagged.

I continued driving as soon as I was sure that she had had enough. Bella stayed silent.

The church was falling apart. Both the door and half of the roof was missing. But that didn't matter. All that matter was that the basement was still there. And I'm sure it was.

So Damon is an asshole again. I was watching the Goonies while I wrote this if that explains my little move quotes, but whatever. Sorry for taking so long, but whatcha guys think? Hmm? Oh and who do you think the he was that Bonnie was talking about?