Bonnie's Theft

Chapter 3

It took some convincing before Caroline could get Vanessa to agree to settle for the night at her mothers. Her plan to stay at the Salvatore's to keep them under watch would only be her undoing as surely this would be the first place the Angel would look. She would just have to trust that they intended to help her. Not that she had much of a choice. Caroline wanted the holiday to be salvaged for Emma's sake. And an Angry mother beats any vengeful Angel. So they sat down to dinner pushing food around their plates and not really eating. Well everyone except Emma and Bonnie.

"So are you sure that you two are not leaving anything out?" asked Enzo sitting back in his chair observing the couple.

Alaric cleared his throat. "No, supernatural talk at the dinner table." Pointing his fork in Emma's direction as he made a show of stuffing ham into his mouth.

"It was an innocent enough question. I'm sure whatever the reply. It will make of no sense to her," snarled Enzo at being shut down by a mortal.

"I have to say I'm interested in the answer myself," replied Stefan. "It would make sense if you didn't want to say everything you know in front of the witch. Whatever smoking gun we have. We will need."

"Sorry, nothing that I can recall," said Damon simply.

"Me neither," said Bonnie in between mouthfuls. Glad she had an excuse not to be pushed further for answers.

"Are we all avoiding the most important part of this on purpose?" Elena asked gazing at everyone at the table.

"Angels exist," replied Alaric. No, the notion certainly did not escape his notice. It had him thinking about his past deeds and if they would indeed past the test.

"Who cares." Enzo got up from the table and stormed off. "Dinner was quite entertaining up until this point."

"Why didn't you say anything?" asked Stefan to Bonnie and Damon. "I mean before when we brought you home? Were you sworn to secrecy."

"Yes," replied Damon quickly.

"No," replied Bonnie simultaneously.

Damon sighed deeply. Looking at her as he bit his lower lip. "What she means is that. She was sworn to secrecy. I wasn't."

"So why didn't you say anything?" asked Stefan.

Damon smirked and turned to Stefan. "Because she asked me not to."

"Well, now that we know there real maybe I can do some research into the mythology at the college. Find something that might point us in the right direction," said Alaric scooting his chair back and standing up.

"I'll go with you," said Elena standing up as well.

"Emma here has to change her clothes. So, if you'll excuse us," sighed Stefan as he stood up and grabbed Emma in his arms. Her long legs dangling.

"She's getting so big," commented Bonnie watching the pair as they left the dining room.

"What did you think that you were being funny when you said no," whispered Damon into Bonnie's ear unable to hold back the malice in his words.

"We weren't sworn and I thought it best to stick as closely as possible to the truth. If they had've asked why I would have simply said that we thought it unimportant," said Bonnie through gritted teeth.

"Unimportant. Like they would have really believed that," smirked Damon pushing the plate away from him violently.

Bonnie turned in her chair to face him. "And just who swore us to secrecy besides yourself."