Bonnie is waiting. Waiting on him to say something. They've been sitting in the woods for what felt like hours. Damon had called her earlier and told her to meet him at their usual spot. But this time they didn't meet in a loving embrace, or a chaste kiss. Damon had been sitting under a tree, their tree, to be exact, just staring at the dirt underneath him. Bonnie had came and sat silently beside him, and now she was just waiting. Bonnie placed her hand on top of Damon's, he still didn't stir, nor did he say anything. Bonnie began to feel anxious, and nervous, and something she hadn't felt around Damon in a long time…scared. She smiled at this thought and how her relationship with Damon had turned into…..caring…..really caring…..'oh for goodness sakes' she thought. 'maybe I cant admit it out loud but I can at least admit it to myself….love.

Chapter 1

After katherine wasn't in the tomb, Damon became depressed. 162 years of his existence wasted on someone who could care less. Elena and Stephen were worried, Bonnie however was angry. While Elena and Stephen worried about that homicidal maniac, Bonnie was nursing her own guilt over grams death. So she began to go the only place she felt safe for some reason, grams's grave. Sometimes she'd stare at it and cry, sometimes she just stare, but as the days turned into weeks she began practicing her magic again, embracing this goddess inside her.

Damon was thirsty, he wanted to hunt…feed….kill, and ease this pain. He'd never tell Stephen, but the pain wasn't just physical. It was…dare he say it…..emotional…ugh. His heart actually hurt, he wanted to just hit the off switch but for some reason he couldn't. He couldn't bring himself to just turn off his humanity tell Mystic Falls to bite his dust, and leave. So tonight, when Elena and Stephen had finally stopped looking over him like a little child and decided to go out, he also took the opportunity to leave. He was walking past the cemetery when he felt it…..power. He crouched down in fight mode. This was some serious magic, something powerful had come to Mystic Falls. What did it want?….only one way to find out. Damon quietly moved toward the cemetery. He saw a bright glow coming from a nearby tree, and he heard the powerful bean chanting. That voice was familiar, he inched closer.

Bonnie sensed someone coming and wipped her head around, only to come face to face with Damon. He for some reason had no smart remark, or insult ready for her, instead he just stared at her like he was in some type of shock.

"what are you doing here?" they both asked each other at the same time. "jinx you owe me a soda" Damon exclaimed, putting on his signature smirk, and trying to cover the shock in his expression. "go away Damon, I'm not bothering you…so don't come bothering me" she said flatly. "Bennett, why are you in the cemetery….alone…..practicing magic…..do you have a death wish…who knows what next rogue vampire will stroll into town and-" Bonnie suddenly cut him off,"it's none of your dammn bussiness, what I'm doing. And trust me if I had a death wish I'm pretty sure you'd be the first to try and fulfill it" Bonnie said coldly. For some reason, today those words hurt, any other day, he'd have handed Bonnie a penny and pointed her to the nearest well or fountain, but today since he was feeling all….ugh…emotional, he just looked at her, not harshly, but not caringly. He just stared at her.

"I'm leaving" she announced for some reason. She gathered her spell books and was about to leave when she felt his hand wrap around her wrist, she was to shocked to think of a good spell to chant and send him flying into a tree, but she didn't turn around to look at him either. Until she heard him speak, because she wanted to make sure it was the same Damon Salvatore, in the cemetery with her. "I'm sorry" Damon said his icy blue eyes boring into her soft green eyes. "what?" was all Bonnie could really say. Damon rolled his eyes, trying to stay calm, he didn't do apologies, but for some reason this witch was bringing out these things inside of him…human things…emotions…ugh. "I know that my obsession with Katherine caused this" he said pointing to grams's grave. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I got you involved and I'm sorry I got Elena involved, and I'm sorry ok…now can we get past this?" Bonnie looked at Damon confused. Was this a trick. "theres nothing to get passed, I heard your apology but this doesn't mean we'll be like friends or something, because I hate you….everyone hates you….." bonnie's mind had finally started to work again and she jerked her arm away from him and began to stomp away. 'Stupid jerk' she thought. 'how dare he just come, and apologize like that makes everything ok, like that'll bring grams back, and turn back time to where this ugly mess never happened'. Bonnie got home and collapsed on her bed, crying herself to sleep.

Damon was frozen as he watched her walk away. He wasn't even angry that she'd told him a truth that he knew all too well, everyone hated him. When he finally could move he made his way back to the boarding house, he sudden thirst had disappeared.

Chapter 2

The next few days were weird, Bonnie and Elena had began to rebuild their friendship. Bonnie had forgiven Stephen, and the three had began to try to make everything normal again. Execpt of course Damon. He would sometimes see them sitting together in the Mystic Grill, but instead of an insult, or smart remark, he'd ignore them, and go straight the bar, flirt with some strange woman and take her back to his house.

Bonnie sometimes actually felt herself feeling sorry for him sometimes. She hadn't told Elena and Stephen about their encounter in the cemetery, or Damon's spontaneous apology.

One night Elena suggested Bonnie come over to the boarding house and watch a movie with her and Stephan. She agreed, and found herself laying on the couch, while Elena and Stephen were on the floor curled up, asleep as the ending of From Paris with Love went off. Bonnie was slowly gathering her things, trying not to awake the sleeping couple, when she made her way over to the coat rack she bumped into something hard.

"Aww…did you enjoy movie night?" Damon asked that signature smirk back on. Bonnie stared at him, she had two options; she could respond with her usual insult and stomp away or be…..civil. Bonnie being the good person she is, decided to take the higher road.

"Yes, it wasn't my first choice movie, but it was still nice" Bonnie smiled at Damon. His grin widened, he wasn't expecting her to even respond.

"So it's a Friday night, where you heading to?" Damon said trying to prolong this conversation for some reason. He walked to the staircase, and sat down near the bottom. Bonnie narrowed her eyes at Damon suspiciously, but she couldn't help the small smirk that crossed her face as she leaned against the stair case banister, what did he want this time? What motive could Damon have for trying to have a friendly conversation with her? "I don't know, maybe I'll call Caroline, hit a club with her" Bonnie raised her eyebrows at herself in disbelief. A club? Ha, Bonnie had never stepped foot inside a night club, nor did she plan on prolonging her Friday night, Bonnie wasn't that social.

Damon smiled at her, for some reason he was enjoying this small talk with Bonnie, but he knew for a fact that Bonnie was not the club type, she screamed Friday nights at a Barnes and Nobles, instead of on some dance floor shaking those vivacious curves, and…Damon had to stop himself from starring at Bonnie lustfully. But he decided to call her bluff and play along. "Really? A club. Well I was actually on my to Club Myst, you could ride with me" Damon said smiling and narrowing his eyes at her to see her next move. For some reason, talking to her made that stupid depressing feeling a little less terrible, and more bearable. Bonnie had been caught, but backing down would mean admitting that she wasn't this adventurous night club person, she wanted Damon to think she was, for some reason. 'Alright Bonnie Bennett you can do this….it's just a night club no prob' Bonnie thought to herself. "Sure, I guess that would be fine" she said leaning more casually on the banister than necessary, showing off her nervousness. "I'll get my keys" Damon grinned and ran upstairs at vampire speed. Before Bonnie could walk toward the door he was there opening it for her.

Chapter 3

The car ride to the club had actually been nice. Bonnie and Damon had talked about his music selection in the car, and he'd told her how he'd actually met half the rockers she loved to jam to in her room by herself. She laughed as he told her the story how he'd actually met Linkin Park at a night club and was actually the inspiration for the song paper cut. Bonnie playfully rolled her eyes at him, and then as if she'd just snapped out of some trance she shivered and realized that she was actually in the car with Damon Salvotore, alone, and …..comfortable. But before Bonnie could think more deeply on the matter they'd arrived at the club.

Bonnie held her composure. As Damon and Bonnie walked towards the club, the bouncer saw them, and ushered them over past the long line of people. "Damon….where the hell you been…you bastard"

Bonnie looked at the bouncer then at Damon who had already plastered his genuine smirk and was walking towards the man, pulling Bonnie by the wrist behind him. "J.K whats up man" The two shook hands, and J.K looked at Bonnie, then at Damon. "Nice…never seen you bring one in….but I always see you bring one or two, or you remember that one time four out" Damon laughed casually, as J.K signaled for another bouncer to lead Bonnie and Damon somewhere.

They were led to a booth beside the d.j stand and without even asking Damon was given a bottle of champagne, and two glasses. He sat back and observed the people passing and dancing in front of him. "V.I.P treatment I see" Bonnie said sitting back in the comfortable booth.

Damon looked at her, like really looked at her. She was beautiful, he'd always thought she was cute….nice piece of ass cute, but his emotions had been so caught up in the tomb and katherine…..that he hadn't really paid attention to her. Her long curly dark brown hair, her soft green eyes, and that smooth caramel complexion, made the man in him want to touch her in places that would make her blush. This hunger for Bonnie was a strange feeling….but then he remembered how she felt about him. How she hated him, but then again she agreed to come here…she made nice with him in the car, and now she was sitting here with him, had those feelings softened. Or was she just here to prove that she wasn't some little girl. Instead of answering her, Damon leaned over and poured himself and her a glass of champagne. He handed her the glass, "you know I'm 18 right?" Bonnie said taking the glass anyway and smiling. Damon shrugged, "please I practically own this place".

After a couple of glasses Bonnie started to get a little loose and enjoy the music. Damon smiled at her as she sang along to the words of some little pop song, the young people were into these days, like she was at a karoke bar. "lets go dance" Damon finally said, Taking Bonnie's hand and leading her to dance. Bonnie did not object, instead when they finally reached the dance floor, surprisingly to herself and Damon began grinding on him to one of her favorite songs. Damon smiled as Bonnie got herself lost in the music, and all over Damon's body.

When the song suddenly changed and became a slow ballad she didn't even object when Damons arms wrapped around her waist and they began to sway together to the music. Bonnie felt Damon lean his head against hers as if they were two lovers enjoying each others company. Bonnie began to feel her stomach flutter. She'd never felt like this before, especially around Damon Salvatore. He was actually being nice to her. Now that Bonnie thought about it more. He'd been the one to try and make peace with her by apologizing. "Damon" she whispered, "I'm sorry about-" "shhh" he cut her off and smiled at her. He then twirled her around like she was a feather, and settled her back down in his arms .

Bonnie giggled and led Damon back to their private booth. She sat back down and finished her glass of champagne. "Maybe I should cut you off" he joked as he also finished his glass. Bonnie felt good, she didn't know if it was the champagne, but she just felt like doing something out of character….crazy…..yes crazy. Then suddenly Lady Gaga's love games came on .

Bonnie stood up and started swaying her hips in front of Damon, and running her hands through her hair. Damon eyes shot open and the realization of what Bonnie was doing was so shocking he was at a loss for words. Bonnie Bennett was giving him a lap dance. He blinked to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. Then suddenly Bonnie was giggling, sitting in Damon's lap with her back against his chest. Damon inhaled the scent on her neck, sweet, that was the only way to describe her…and her blood.

Suddenly one of her hands found Damon's and she coaxed him to follow her moves as he rubbed her starting from her neck traveling down to her breast, and then her lower stomach. Bonnie moaned as he rubbed her body up and down. Damon was trying to keep his emotions under control. As his hands roamed Bonnie's body. Suddenly he found himself lowering his lips against Bonnie's neck, and placing soft kisses on them. Bonnie bent over and grabbed herself another glass of champagne feeling as if she were on cloud 9. While she was drinking Damon grabbed her glass, and sat it on the table. "You've had enough", he said playfully. " I don't wanna bring you home drunk"

Bonnie giggled and slid off of Damon's lap until just her feet were on his lap. "Fine" she said playfully "lets go". As they walked toward the door, Damon brought one of his arms around Bonnie's waist, because she was stumbling a little bit. Damon looked down at her and smirked, "Stephen and Elena are going to kill me, when they found out I took you to a night club and got you drunk" Bonnie shrugged and looked up at the stars, too deep in thought about these mixed emotions she was having for Damon. He settled her into the car and they were headed down the road. "I should take you home, you can't drive in this state" he said changing his playful tone he'd kept all night to a serious one. Bonnie kept her eyes on the road, "my dad….is going to kill….me….if I come home…..like this" Bonnie said slowly trying not slur her words. Damon looked over at her and put on his signature smirk, back to his playful tone, "fine…you can spend the night, your dad thinks your with Eleana anyway"

When they finally arrived at the boarding house, Damon leaned over and whispered in Bonnie's ear, "Is another lap dance on the table?" Damon played with a strand of her hair.

Grinned at Damon, and playfully pushed his chest, "maybe…I'll want something in return though" OMG…..was Bonnie actually flirting with Damon.

But tonight she didn't care. Neither cared. Tonight they were going to release all this heartache and just lose each other in whatever was happening between the two of them.

Suddenly they stopped laughing and just stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Then suddenly they both attacked each other. Both their lips trying to claim the others. At vampiric speed Damon placed Bonnie's legs on both sides of his. Rubbing her breasts and trailing kisses from her lips to her neck to her breasts.

Bonnie could barely breathe. She'd never gone this far with a guy before, and of all guys Damon Salvatore. Damon began to unbutton her blouse place kisses on her breasts.

Bonnie moaned and ran her hands through Damon's hair. Bonnie felt a hardness between her legs, and suddenly became nervous. Damon already had her marked as a good girl, who didn't usually do these type of things, but she wondered if he knew she'd never…..did it with anyone.

But suddenly Bonnie didn't care. All she cared about was living in the moment with Damon. "We should go inside…upstairs" she said shakily. Damon looked up at her for a moment. Bonnie was initiating that they have sex. Maybe she was still a little drunk, or maybe this is just her still trying to prove that she is not a good girl.

Bonnie began to button her shirt up, when Damon stopped her. "I like you just like that" he said grinning at her. Bonnie smiled shyly as Damon opened the car door and lifted Bonnie in his arms, her legs still wrapped around his waist and into the house. He ran at vampiric speed ignoring Stephen and Elena who were still asleep….so lame….downstairs, and up to his room.

He soflty laid Bonnie down on his bed. Her hair splayed across his pillow and coaxing words for him to join her was almost to much for him to take. She looked so….pure….and he was not pure…to say the least.

To take her and make her his, wouldn't be right.