Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing the first chapter! It means the world to me. The first part of this story shows Bonnie's POV before we get to the continuation of the last chapter. I hope you all enjoy.

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Bonnie only had a sip of wine. One sip.

Her mind was racing with so much that even though she wanted to indulge with her friends, she couldn't quite bring herself to do it.

Seeing their smiling faces, as if they didn't have a care in the world brought her such joy, but it didn't stop her from excusing herself to the restroom.

Well, that was the excuse she told

Instead, she found her way upstairs to her best friend's room. Not just because it was like a safe haven for her and she spent a lot of time here in the prison world…kicking the owner out if necessary. It was because she had a strong feeling that he would join her soon.

And she needed his comfort now more than ever.

Damon appeared five minutes later.

"I thought I'd find you here."

She would never admit out loud the elation she felt at hearing his voice, and when she turned around to look at him, a feeling of pure contentment engulfed her, like it was just the two of them and tomorrow night wouldn't happen.

But, that didn't stop her from making a joke about disappearing when he and Elena decided to come up here and do their thing. She could only roll her eyes when he suggested a threesome.

Although she knew he was being sarcastic with his comment about her despising him, she couldn't help but grow serious and assure him that despising him could never happen.

Once upon a time she would be quick to admit that she had, but now… now she could never hate Damon Salvatore. If anything she lo-

"So, what brings you up here to my room while your friends are drinking enough alcohol to put me to shame?"

It was best that he interrupted her thoughts. Hell, she hadn't even realized she sat down beside him and grabbed the glass of bourbon he handed her.

When she explained her reasoning that she couldn't have fun when they might die tomorrow, and that she was afraid of losing him and the rest of their friends, she noticed a change in his mood.

"Can I confess something to you?" She asked, feeling just a little tipsy.

"When do you have to ask?"

She may have snapped just a little when she explained how he pushed her aside for Elena and their conversations had lacked tremendously. But, she couldn't truly be upset. Elena Gilbert was the love of his life.

"What's on your mind, Bennett?"

Right, back to the point.

"I have all this power. It's clear, but I just…something doesn't feel right." She confessed. "I am worried… and I shouldn't be." And yet, she was lying on that last part, because she should be worried.

Her powers may have increased throughout the years, but lately her magic was lacking for a certain reason; a certain reason she couldn't tell him. That she really couldn't tell anyone. And that may be her downfall.

"I'm not going let anything happen to you. Because if anything ever did… I'd lose my mind. I won't …no, I can't lose you Bonnie."

Hearing Damon say those words made her feel warm. And for a moment, she felt like she could take on the world.

After they discussed the Lily situation, he surprised her with suggesting to watch The Bodyguard. Laying down beside him as they turned on the movie felt like old times.

Bonnie felt safe and she knew that this was exactly where she wanted to be before the showdown tomorrow. If this was her last night, she wouldn't want to spend it anywhere else.

She hadn't even realized she was falling asleep until she woke up the next morning. Damon was still sound asleep beside her, and she figured she needed to make herself ghost before Elena walked in.

She didn't need to explain what this may have looked like, even though it definitely wasn't what it looked like.

But, before she did go, she stared at him just a little longer. Damon Salvatore was beautiful. That couldn't be denied.

It's funny though, how things change. How in the beginning they couldn't tolerate each other and now… now she couldn't stand to be without him.

She didn't know what made her place a soft kiss on his cheek, but she felt the uncontrollable need to do so.

And then she left.

When Bonnie walked downstairs, she couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the scene before her. Everyone was still asleep, but Caroline and Stefan were just a few inches away from each other sprawled out on the floor. Elena was on the window seal, and Matt and Tyler were knocked out on separate couches.

She loved all of them so much.

She made her way into the kitchen, made some coffee and decided that a little reading in her grimoire would be beneficial while the others slept a little more. She still wasn't as strong as she should have been, especially with all the practicing she had been doing lately. But, no matter what, she would still continue to try and find away to get all of her magic back and then some.

What she wasn't expecting was a certain hybrid to be standing behind her, ten minutes later.

She jumped a little at his presence. Typically, she could have felt someone supernatural near, but she was so entranced in her grimoire that noticing anyone was out of the question.

"Hello, witch."

She rolled her eyes. "Hybrid."

Klaus Mikaelson was someone she did not want to deal with today; or at all for that matter. The only reason Bonnie even suggested they incclude the original, was because having his help was better than not having it, especially with her magic being on the fritz.

"We didn't expect you for a few hours." She took a sip of her coffee.

"Well, I figure why not get a head start." He shrugged. "But, I see all your little friends are pre occupied with the inside of their eyelids."

"I'm sure you're only worried about one person in that room."

He grinned. Something Bonnie definitely didn't see often. Well, at all really.

"She was the one who told me to come."

"Only because you wouldn't have had it any other way."

"I'm sure I could have been persuaded." He looked her up and down. "I am more inclined to listen to witches."

The look he gave her made her a little uncomfortable. And not because it was menacing, but because it almost seemed like he was trying to flirt with her.

She cleared her throat and continued looking at her grimoire. "Well, I'm sure you can make yourself scarce until our meeting later on."

He completely ignored her and looked over her shoulder at her grimoire.

"Ah, a power boost spell."

She immediately closed it and faced him.

"Magic lacking a little, love? What an unfortunate time."

"My magic is just fine thank you." She lied. She had used this power boost spell every day this week, and it didn't help her one bit. It's ironic, because if her magic wasn't on the fritz, the spell would work just fine.

Even though she wouldn't need it then.

"I've known a lot of witches in my life time, love. I have been birth from a witch from a witch at that. I can smell the decrease of power radiating from your pores. It owns you instead of you owning it."

Well, Bonnie was definitely rendered speechless.

"Wondering how I knew? There are nothing but bleeding witches in New Orleans, and you little witch have been the talk of quite a few. They know of your strength… your power. And they know you brought the doppelganger back, but, it seems to me that it came with a price. You wouldn't have needed my help if it didn't."

Bonnie looked behind him to make sure no one had quietly decided to walk in the kitchen.

"Don't worry love, they are still asleep….oblivious to my presence."

Klaus stepped closer, and to Bonnie's surprise, she didn't step back.

"You have lost a part of your magic."

And there it was, the truth being said out loud.

"By making sure your friends were happy by having Elena. It is quite comical really."

She wanted to give him an aneurysm, but she didn't want to wake up the others, and he then go and reveal her secret.

"Okay, so you know. What does that little known fact do for you?"

Because clearly there was a point he was trying to make. Bonnie wasn't stupid.

"I just wanted you to be aware that I could be of some help to you. Make this fight for you as simple as possible."

"Yeah, and why would you help me?"

"Just in case I need a little favor down the road…"

And there it was.

"I thought you had witches at your beck and call."

"Yes, but I'd rather have you-."

Bonnie felt like the room had closed in and she realized just how close Klaus was standing to her. The look in his eyes held something that she couldn't quite decipher, but she felt completely exposed by it, and for some reason she didn't look away.

"-to assist me if I need it."

And she could tell by his words that it would come sooner than later. Knowing him, it would probably come tomorrow for all she knew.

Why Bonnie spoke her next words startled her to say the least.

"If I agree, how would you help me?"

"He bit into his wrist and held it in front of her face."

She made a look of disgust and moved back. "No way in hell, Klaus."

"The blood running through my veins is immensely strong, Bonnie. Probably the strongest you will ever meet in your lifetime. With my blood, your magic will cooperate for this fight and I'm sure will aide you in working fully again afterwards."

Bonnie really didn't want to believe him. In all honesty, she wanted to give him an aneurysm, set him on fire, and then go wake up the others to begin their strategizing. But she couldn't deny that Klaus was strong. He had proved it time and time again.

His blood would help her. And she wanted…no she needed to win this fight.

"What's it going to be?"

She stared at the blood pooling from his wrist a little longer. The decision would have to be made now, before the others woke up.

"I'm not going to help you hurt or kill anyone."

He provided that devilish grin again. "Oh, I figured. But, there are other ways I'll need your help."

Bonnie hesitated again, but only for a second before her mouth connected with his wrist. Her first instinct was to feel absolutely guilty that she was doing this. Her ancestors were no doubt turning over in their grave because of this; accepting blood willingly from a vampire when she wasn't injured.

But once the guilt subsided, it felt as if all her senses heightened. She felt weightless… like she was floating. The taste in her mouth was pure euphoria. She could feel her magic accessing and repairing what felt broken. The power flowing inside of her was stronger than it had ever been. And for just a split moment, she felt Klaus. Not the murderous vindictive Klaus who would screw over just about anyone, but the Klaus who cared deeply, the Niklaus Mikaelson who was not just a vampire, but a man, brother, and a father. She felt that, and her eyes glanced up to his as she continued accepting what he was offering.

She didn't know if she were blushing just a tad bit over the way he was looking at her. His eyes hooded over and his arm gently against the back of her head.

Bonnie could tell that he was very into this, and for some odd reason, a slither of excitement shot through her.

And that's when she stopped and backed away quickly.

"Was that so bad, love? I can feel the power inside of you now." He took his thumb and wiped the excess blood off of her lips. "Mouthwatering."

Bonnie wanted to pinch herself for almost leaning into his touch.

"Don't tell anyone." She quickly straightened her composure.

Even though it worked and she could feel a vast amount of power flowing through her, something felt wrong about it all.

She exited the kitchen, not looking back, and ran straight into Matt.

"Woah there, you okay?"

Bonnie tensed, "Um yeah….Klaus just got here and already I feel like killing him."

That wasn't a lie.

"When an original comes to our town, it's never a good idea. Well, except for Rebekah."

Bonnie smiled.

While the rest of the gang began waking up, Klaus walked out of the kitchen with a smug look on his face.

Bonnie wasted no time in saying, "Hey Matt, will you come with me to my house real quick. I need to pick up some things for tonight."

"Sure thing."

As they walked out of the boarding house, Bonnie didn't glance behind her, but she knew Klaus's eyes was on her.

What the hell had she done?

"I want you to sit this fight out Matt." Bonnie said, as she and Matt were on their way back to the boarding house, after grabbing another grimoire from her home.

"Absolutely not." He glanced at her. "Why would you even ask that?"

"You know why. Matt you're human. We can't lose you."

"I've been lucky this long."

"Sometimes our luck runs out."

He reassuringly squeezed Bonnie's hand. "Nothing is going to happen to me, Bonnie."

She assumed the conversation would go exactly how it did. She thought she could talk him out of it, but of course she would have to result to another method.

Which is why she needed that specific grimoire because it had just the right spell she needed.

She was looking through said grimoire when Damon made his appearance. She didn't have to look up at him to see him walk down the stairs, and she didn't need to hear Klaus's remark about he and Elena finally joining the group so he could put Mystic Falls behind him.

Except she wondered how true that really was, after earlier.

Her attention flew back to Damon as Caroline bickered with Klaus. She could feel his eyes on her, but looking up and connecting with them would be a mistake.

It was something about how her heart sped up sometimes when she looked at him directly, and when he looked at her.

But, when Alaric walked in, Bonnie tried her best to push all of those thoughts out of her head and got down to the point.

"Now that everyone is here, we can go over the plan in more detail."

She didn't really expect it to last for hours. If anything she wanted to just say, catch them all off guard, dab them with a little werewolf venom and kill them all. But they were dealing with a ripper, heretics…one being a sociopath, and who knows how many other vampires they had on their team.

When Bonnie finally broke down the teams, she knew Damon would object, but she didn't expect him to be as pissed as he was.

"You and I do better together."

She didn't miss the look Elena gave them, but clearly he did.

"The teams stay and that's final."

When Matt asked about what team he would be on, Bonnie took a deep breath and told him he wouldn't be in this fight. Of course he objected… again, and then she used the same spell she used on Jeremy years ago.

She gave him a light peck on the lips and watched him fall down asleep on the couch.

Caroline gave her a goofy grin making it bigger than it was. And when she glanced at Damon, she could have sworn his veins appeared for a split second.

Maybe she was just imagining things.

Bonnie thought she was the last person in the house as the others went out before her, but Klaus's voice stopped her.

"I thought we would do better as team, pet. Now that you have my blood in your system…"

Bonnie didn't let Klaus finish. She turned around quickly and gave him an aneurysm.

"Mention it again, and the deal is off."

She could tell that he wanted to snap her neck, but then that stupid grin appeared back on his face.

Clearly he didn't take her threats seriously. So, she just rolled her eyes and walked out of the house towards Elena's car.

Damon immediately stopped her, by grabbing her arm and yanking her away.

Typical Damon. She should have given him an aneurysm too.

"You're riding with me."

They barely pulled away from the house when she said, "What the hell is your problem, Damon?"

She told him he was acting weird and he of course brought up her kiss with Matt. Then he went into the whole teammate thing, and she really didn't have time for this.

"We do better as a team."

"We do just as fine on our own."

"Bull shit."

He then brought up Stefan and she knew he was about to have a breakdown thinking she preferred Stefan over him. It drove her crazy that he would think that about her of all people.

Damon meant everything to Bonnie. He was her best friend.

"I can't work with you!" She practically yelled; all her emotion coming out.

She explained about their need to protect each other, the distraction, how she would move heaven and earth for him. And it was true. They had such a deep connection and she could not lose him. But, she did have to throw in Elena at the end of it because it started getting a little awkward.

Needless to say, they stayed silent the rest of the way to their destination.

Right before Bonnie got out of the car, he grabbed her hand gently. "Don't do anything crazy like die on me or anything."

She smiled. "You do the same."

And just like that, any arguing they had succumbed too became extinct as they went their separate ways.

She should have told him she loved him…. as a friend of course. Granted, they pretty much said the words without actually saying it, but still, I love you should have been said.

"You and Damon were worried I wouldn't be able to kill Lily."

Stefan cut her out of her thoughts, and their eyes connected. She wasn't going to lie to him. She told him how she felt about the situation with both him and Damon. Yes, Damon would feel guilty later, but Stefan would hesitate now.

And of course they were interrupted by Kai and his lame self.

The fight with Kai sparked something inside of Bonnie. She felt like she held every source of magic and that she could do absolutely anything. She dodged his moves, blocked his magic, and nothing he did caused her pain. His attacks were minor compared to what she was bestowing upon him.

She felt in control. Nature was on her side.

She was nature.

It was funny, because right before this fight, she felt like something may go wrong, but that thought didn't cross her mind now. She tortured him thoroughly, and when she began to get bored, she ripped his heart from his chest and set him on fire.

Bonnie was still on a magical high when she stood up and watched as Stefan killed his last vamp. She wanted to fight some more.

"Let's join the others."

It was a matter of seconds. She saw Stefan's eyes widen and then an excruciating pain pierced her chest and neck. She could feel that a scream escaped her lips but she could barely hear it. The pain was so unbearable that she grew numb. Her world was spinning and she knew she had fallen to the ground.

She couldn't move… couldn't process anything. She could barely see...everything was blurry. She felt a shift in her body, and it felt like she was in someone's arms, but she wasn't sure. She heard commotion and she thought she saw Damon holding her. It was like she was having a serious case of sleep paralysis.

She heard more commotion…scrambled voices, but she still couldn't move. She couldn't feel anything anymore as darkness overcame her.

It was gloomy outside. Bonnie was standing on what appeared to be a rooftop. She looked around, not knowing where she was. She felt different. She couldn't feel the magic running through her veins anymore.

It frightened her. Everything frightened her. Where the hell was she?

"Take my hand, love."

Her head snapped towards Klaus.

"Where am I?" She asked, her voice echoing, sounding far away.

"Take my hand, Bonnie. Come with me."

She didn't know why she felt the need to reach out for his hand, but she did, and the next thing she knew Klaus disappeared and she was falling of the building to her death.

She screamed all the way down, and right before she hit the pavement, her eyes opened and she shot straight up in bed.

Bonnie felt disoriented as she took deep breaths and looked around.

"It was a dream." She said to herself. But, she didn't remember falling asleep. Actually, right now, she didn't remember much.

It took her a moment to realize she was in Damon's room. As she moved to get up from his bed, her body stiffened a bit, and her gums felt completely sore.

When she made her way inside his bathroom, her eyes widened in shock as she looked in the mirror.

Her clothes were drenched in blood.

What the hell was going on?

And that's Bonnie was hit with an image of everything that happened tonight. As if she was watching it on a movie screen…as if it hadn't happened to her.

Lily Salvatore stabbed her in the chest and bit into her carotid. She watched as she fell to the ground lifeless.

And then she remembered Klaus giving her blood earlier today.

The realization of everything made her sick.

Bonnie Bennett had died and now she was in transition to becoming a vampire.

"Bonnie, you're alive." Elena said, with tears in her eyes after her best friend came down the stairs.

Well….

Technically she was dead.

It was very emotional. Looking at all of her friends, them embracing her, excited that she was alive, yet not sure what she was going to do. Everyone wanted her to turn but would have respected her decision if she didn't…well, everyone except Damon.

And that was to be expected.

Hell, she didn't even know what she was going to do. Being a vampire was never in the cards for her. That was never the ultimate goal. Yes, she died several times and cheated death even more, but finally being able to have a normal life as a witch was her purpose. She wanted to be able to do magic for herself, not because of some upcoming danger over their head where everyone needed saving.

And the fact that she didn't have her magic anymore… the fact that she couldn't even feel a morsel of it, hurt her more than anything. It shattered every piece inside of her.

When she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body, she walked back inside of one of the guestrooms in the boarding house. Staying in Damon's room probably wouldn't have been a good idea.

"Well, isn't this quite a turn of events."

Bonnie jumped yet again at the sight of Klaus showing up unannounced.

"What the hell are you doing in here? Get out!" She held the towel tighter to her body.

"Don't be so shy, love. I am quite familiar with every aspect of a woman's body."

"Not this woman. What the hell do you want, Klaus?"

"I wasn't quite expecting for the night to end like this. I'm sure you can agree."

"Well, I'm sorry your little plan of me being your on call witch didn't quite work out."

He smirked, and stepped closer. "There are still other ways that you can help me, love."

Bonnie held her head high. She would not let Klaus intimidate her. "And if I decide not to turn."

"Trust me, dear Bonnie. Being a vampire is more than what you think. We are not all the soulless creatures that you need to protect your friends from. Half of your friends are what you will become."

"They may not be soulless, Klaus, but you definitely are. Now, Get. Out."

"I'm sure Damon would love the fact that you'll be like him. I mean, I don't know how the doppelganger would feel now that you and him will have an eternity together, but I'm sure it's something that could be talked about over dinner."

"You're an ass." But she wouldn't entertain his ridiculous accusation. "Don't you have a French Quarter to get back to terrorizing?"

And again, somehow he had gotten closer to her like before. What was it with him and personal space?

"Such empty threats, love. But, you are right, I must be getting back." He then bent down and placed a kiss on her cheek, which shocked the hell out of her. "I'll be seeing you, Bonnie."

He was gone after that.

Bonnie had to wonder for a moment if she actually did die and end up in an alternate reality.

She took a deep breath and got dressed.

There was a knock at her door soon after that.

"Come in."

It was Caroline with a mug in her hand.

"Hey, I brought you something."

Bonnie couldn't help but look at her best friend a little skeptical.

"Don't worry, as much as I wanted to bring you blood, this is just tea. And before you say anything, yes I wanted to drop a bit in there, but I'm not going to force a decision on you."

Bonnie provided a soft smile, grabbed the mug, and they both sat down on her bed.

"But you do need to make a decision, Bonnie. And you already know which one I'm rooting for."

Bonnie sighed. "I know, I just…I didn't expect…I didn't want this Caroline."

"I know sweetie, and I didn't want it for you. But I'd rather you be a vampire then be dead."

Bonnie was feeling a rush of emotions and she refused to break down right now.

"Maybe the news shouldn't be on me right now. Did I hear correctly earlier? Is Alaric…?"

She nodded. "I'm going over the funeral arrangements tomorrow."

"Is there a chance that he got the same deal I got?

Caroline shook her head.

The silence that engulfed them didn't last long.

"So, you know me, I'm going to question the elephant in the room. Whose blood did you take?"

Bonnie took another sip of her tea. She really wanted to keep this a secret, but she did feel the need to tell Caroline when she asked.

"Please don't judge me when I say this, because I don't even have a good explanation for it, but…" She took deep breath. "It was Klaus."

That shocked the hell out of Caroline.

"You fed from Klaus!"

But that wasn't Caroline's voice.

They both looked towards the doorway to see Damon standing in front of it.

He looked furious.

And for some odd reason Bonnie felt like she betrayed him, even though they weren't together and she didn't cheat on him.

"Caroline, leave."

Those were Damon's only words while his eyes never left Bonnie's.

"Um, try again." Caroline glared.

Bonnie touched Caroline's hand softly. "It's okay."

"Are you sure? I don't mind kicking him out and staying."

"No, it's okay. I promise."

Caroline reluctantly left, but not before shooting Damon death glares.

He all but slammed the door shut.

"People are trying to sleep Damon; it's been a long day."

"Oh, I know. I had to hold your dead body in my arms, but come to find out you drank blood from Klaus of all people!"

He was seething.

"You really went to him, when you had me…?"

"I didn't go to Klaus, Damon. It just happened."

"How the fuck does that just happen?"

She stood up and stepped closer to him. "Who the hell are you talking too? What I do in my life is my business. You should be happy I had vampire blood in my system or I would be dead!"

Yes, he was grateful for that he had to admit, but knowing she had Klaus's blood in her system made his head swim in a fit of rage. And he felt… hurt. He didn't know why, but it broke his undead heart. It made him sick.

"Not that I'm sure I'm going to go through with it anyways."

"If you really think you have a choice in the matter, you're mistaken."

That's when Bonnie noticed the blood bag in his hand. She didn't even see him come in with it, but this was Damon so she should have known.

Bonnie would have got mad, threw a fit, even cuss him out for trying to force this decision on her; knowing it wasn't what she truly wanted. But, when she looked into his eyes, she saw a sadness she hadn't quite seen before. He was slightly shaking with not just rage but pain that made her want to reach out and hold him.

She refrained.

Damon was trying to be strong, and he was showing her that he would respect her decision. He was scared to death, but the Damon who was always irrational and always got what he wanted, was going to let Bonnie choose, even if he said he wouldn't.

And his next words proved it.

"Please."

And that was what broke Bonnie into a fit a tears. The emotion over everything that happened tonight, that she had died, that she was in transition to be a vampire, everything hit her at once and she began to cry.

Hard.

She didn't even realize Damon had walked up to her until he enveloped her in arms and held onto her for dear life.

"I can't lose you, Bon Bon…"

She looked into his eyes and there was a flash of tears. She didn't see that with Damon…ever.

"I can't… so… please…"

Bonnie took the blood bag out of his hand, opened it and took a gulp. She immediately handed it back to Damon when her fangs began to elongate from her gums, which was extremely painful. She could even feel the veins form around her eyes.

She looked away from him as soon as it happened, almost as if she were embarrassed, but he grabbed her face in his hands gently.

"Hey…no need for that. I am going to help you through this, Bennett."

Damon could admit, he was definitely relieved.

His eyes never left hers and his hands remained on her face. If anyone would have walked in, they would have got the wrong impression.

After he wiped the tears from her face, he said. "Now, about Klaus."

And just like that, whatever little connection that appeared between them was ruined.

Bonnie should have known he wasn't going to let that go.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Please leave a review if you can.