UPDATE:

Since I started this fic literally years ago and I'm finishing it now, I think it's important to say that this fic takes place waaay back where we are now in season seven (thank god!)with our babies beeing best friends and so (future lovers for sure, lol). So, just to make it clear, this fic is even before Delena fever as a couple: Stefan and Elena are still together and Damon has been trying to get her. Also the whole Beremy is ignored and of course Damon and Bonnie are still the main antagonists.

Author's note:

I love Bonnie and Damon. I haven't read the books but for curiosity sake I know the Bamon parts and I love them in Nightfall. This fic is inspired by NIGHTFALL SPOILERS the bathtub scene where Damon saved Bonnie's life. END OF SPOILERS

I wanted to write my version of this scene for Damon and Bonnie's characters as we know them in the show. Aside from that, it would be a completely different story.

This is my first Bamon fic and the first time I write something like that in English so I apologize for any grammatical or lexical mistakes you can find.

Hope you enjoy! Any comment will be very welcomed :)

Disclaimer: The Vampire Diaries books and series belong L.J. Smith and CW. I don't own anything.

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Unblessed Love

I. Prologue: The Call.

Did I tell you about the time I almost died?

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It tasted like resin. Like resin and rotten wood.

The thick yellow fog that surrounded her with the strong smell was intoxicating. The air was poisoned. Bonnie blinked dizzy once, twice, losing the rhythm of her spell for a moment while trying not to faint. Her magic hadn't worked well so far and Jeremy and Alaric were lying injured at her feet as a proof of it. Still, she kept saying the words that could have protected them when all that nonsense started.

Because she didn't know what else to do.

It was getting really hard to breathe and her lungs screamed in pain with every breath she took but her mouth was running urgently from one spell to another, searching for the one that could save them from certain death. It wasn't enough. Her heart was pounding so hard that she could actually hear it in the middle of the dark silence. Her body was shaking from head to toe as she felt terribly cold, then suddenly hot and back to cold again. All her nervous system was in a severe chaos and Bonnie wasn't sure how much longer she could resist that attack. Whatever the hell it was.

It all started less than an hour before. Their plan was to just go to the northern part of the forest to collect some medicinal flowers that she needed for a specific magical purpose. That was all, a simple walk through the woods in good company. In fact, everything seemed to be really peaceful there when they arrived. No bad feelings nor vampire fights nor centuries-old conspiracies to resolve before lunch.

That was all, until they cut those flowers.

Everything changed so fast that she couldn't react on time. The bad feeling Bonnie felt was so intense that for a moment she just waited for something terrifying to happen. She found herself thinking about big flames, deafening noises, rivers of blood or creepy creatures that weren't vampires. She was wrong. What actually happened was nothing spectacular but much more frightening.

It was the air.

When the atmosphere around them darkened and the nauseating smell reached her nose she knew they were in big trouble. Bonnie's string of spells started then, but Jeremy and Alaric dropped down unconscious a couple of minutes later, and now her witch status couldn't protect her any much longer.

Her grandmother told her about that kind of power but when she finally figured it out it was too late for them. Witches called it the Ancient Magic, older as the world itself and also extremely dangerous. It was Mother Nature's power of self-preservation and they had just broken the rules without knowing it.

For the first time since her true nature as a witch awakened, Bonnie felt useless. An inside illness was killing them and she couldn't find any solution because she didn't know how to fight against something that she barely understood.

They needed help and she had to think of something quick.

Elena's face came to her mind for a second as she remembered long rainy days talking about how their lives were supposed to be before the whole supernatural paranoia started. She saw Caroline as well, with her enthusiasm and her big smile and thanked the witches for keeping them away from there.

Bonnie fell on her knees to the forest land and the wet and cold contact she felt seemed to refresh her for a minute. She thought in Caroline one more time. Maybe she hadn't been hurt after all. She was a vampire now and the poison was in the air.

Vampires didn't breathe.

Surprised by her own thoughts, Bonnie found herself thinking about the Salvatore brothers. If her theory about the poison was right, they could easily take them away from there. They were faster and stronger than Caroline and, certainly, they have a lot of experience dealing with all kind of non-living and supernatural issues. A couple of qualities she never thought she would miss that much.

Her revelation wasn't very helpful, though. Even if a couple of vampires could help, they didn't know what was happening.

They need to know.

The idea came suddenly into her head. Maybe they still had a chance after all but she must hurry. The pain was unbearable now and the possibility that Jeremy and Alaric were already dead hit her heart harder than any lethal poison.

Making a big effort, Bonnie tried to focus the precious energy she had left in the right point of her mind and, after a few seconds, the spiritual channels were open for her. That was the easy part. Now she had to make contact.

Witches had telepathic abilities. Bonnie knew that and her grandmother had showed her how to use it. She didn't have enough practice though, and her weak condition wouldn't help much. Still, there weren't any other options.

The energy started to flow slowly as she focused on the Salvatore residence. A house would be easier to find than a person, and if she succeeded in her purpose, her message could be heard by anyone inside those walls. She began to recite her litany.

Please. Make this work.

The effort was too much for Bonnie and after a few seconds, she finally collapsed onto the ground overpowered and exhausted. Bonnie looked at Jeremy and Alaric one more time before her eyes were closed. She had tried her best, but she couldn't be sure if someone would receive her message.

Please.

She was no longer feeling the pain. That was what happened when people were about to die, then. There was nothing left for them in this life, not even the pain. Bonnie smiled sadly at her disclosure, praying to have been heard somehow.

It was at that very moment when she saw him.

It only lasted one second but she could clearly see his eyes dancing inside her head. His piercing blue eyes among all others.

Holding her last breath, Bonnie whispered his name quietly before losing consciousness. Then, all went black.