Bonnie's Theft

Chapter 5

 

"What happened? Why are you all bloody?" asked Bonnie shuffling to Damon's side her pregnant belly prominent.

"I'm alright. Don't worry." Damon responded kissing her forehead lightly.

Elena walked up to Enzo not at all in the mood for one of his games. Crossing her arms over her chest. "What have you done?"

"That tone frightens me, love. What no faith in me?" asked Enzo unable to hold the malice from his voice.

"Just answer the question?" Stefan said cutting in not taking his eyes off of his brother. Waiting for a slip up that might tell what there true intentions were.

"We ran into the Angel that has been chasing Ms. Vanessa, here," said Enzo his gaze flitting over the young witch before he deposited himself on the couch.

"Get up, before the blood rubs off on the upholstery. I just got it cleaned," said Caroline tugging on Enzo's sleeve.

"Whatever, you say, love," said Enzo chuckling at the young vamp who still managed to care about things like furniture.

"Whose blood is it?" asked Alaric curiously. "Yours?"

"You wish," snarled Enzo wishing he could snap Alaric's head from his neck. The smug bastard always seemed to want to get one over on him in front of Damon.

"The blood is from the children," said Damon quietly looking down at the floor at no one in particular.

Bonnie seemed to flinch at the words and backed up involuntarily. "What children?"

"He killed children. We were to late to stop him. The blood is from the children we worked tirelessly to save," Said Enzo sensing his friends struggle to go any further.

"You save children instead of eat them. I'd love to see that," said Caroline chuckling to herself.

Stefan gave her a chilling frown that this was indeed no laughing matter.

Little did either of them know he had managed to remain relatively restrained and untempted by the sweet smell of the children's blood. Leaving it all for Damon to have his fill. He remembered the horrifying sight of his friends back. He indeed needed it more.

"That must have been horrible for you to see," said Elena going over to join Enzo on the couch and laying her head on his shoulder and wrapping her hands around his arm.

Enzo thought for a moment. It was hard but not for the reasons anyone would guess. It was hard for him to see his friend in so much pain. To realize that the only way out of it was to do something that even by their standards to be despicable. He pushed those thoughts out of his head and remembered that he did it for his friend. "It was more difficult than even I realized?"

"I guess that's all the proof we need that this isn't some good Angel," replied Caroline fidgeting a bit with her wedding ring.

"That's all well and good, but why would an Angel kill children?" asked Vanessa after sitting back and watching the exchange with skeptical eyes.

Damon's eyes narrowed on her. "I'm no Angel expert, you tell me."

"He's not used to being on Earth. Does it not make sense that he would need pure virgin blood to gain strength and maintain his hold on Earth. Excuse my language here, but women these days aren't exactly known for their purity of . . . heart."

Caroline snorted. "Maybe the women you meet."

"Makes sense to me. But now that he has refueled. Where is he headed next?" asked Alaric wanting to steer the conversation away from women and their sexuality. Before all the women in the room tried to stake Enzo.

"Here," said Jeremy barreling in through the front door carrying a crossbow in one hand and a black duffel bag in the other.

Everyone was stunned into silence not sure what to think.

He threw the bag on the table and unzipped the contents revealing various guns and knives. "He's in a human body so he can be injured, but he can also heal himself. Usually it takes 24 hours depending on the wound. So make it good."

Elena was the first to stand up, but before she could ask what was going on. They all hit the floor after hearing something on the roof.

"He's here," commented Jeremy looking up at the ceiling.

Caroline cast a panicked look towards Stefan. "Emma's supposed to be on her way home."

"Go," he said grabbing a gun from out of the bag and passing them off to the gang. "Call her and tell her to keep her."

"Make the wounds count, people. We need as much time as we can get," said Jeremy.

Damon looked at Jeremy wearily. He wasn't taking too kindly to boy wonder. Swooping in and trying to save the day. He had plenty of questions for him as to how he got wrapped up into this.

"I thought you didn't want to help?" whispered Enzo as he cocked his rifle hoping no one was listening in.

"I'm not. I'm going to be conveniently missing. Although there's no point in trying to save a whole soul that's just killed a hole room full of children," replied Damon quietly picking out his weapon of choice. A sword that he kept tucked away into a cabinet.

"What do you want me to use?" Came Bonnie's voice from somewhere behind him.

"Nothing," said Damon and Jeremy simultaneously.

"Thanks, but I got this," said Damon carting Bonnie off by the elbow towards the kitchen. "Stay with Caroline."

Just then a large crack appeared in the wall of the living room. It was like he was splitting the house in half.

"Don't fight me on this. Please take care of our baby," pleaded Damon staring deeply into her eyes.

Caroline appeared from the kitchen as the foundation began to shake like they were in the middle of an earthquake.

"Get her out of here."

Caroline nodded understanding perfectly as she shielded Bonnie from falling debris and made there way over to the back door.

Enzo went over to Vanessa. "You know how to use that?" He nodded to the gun in her hand.

"No, but it looks like I'm going to get a crash course," said Vanessa pointing the gun towards the ceiling with one hand.

"Rule number one," he said reaching for the side of her gun and pressing a lever. "Take the safety off."

She blushed slightly.

"Rule number three," he said pointing the rifle at the front door as it flew open. "Point and shoot, but if you find yourself struggling. Call me I'll come help."

Damon swallowed the lump forming in his throat at the sight of Mason*. This time at least he knew what to expect. He was angry at himself that he allowed Bonnie to get so close to him when they were on the other side. He may be after this young witch, but Damon wasn't going to give him a chance to miss Bonnie.

For a minute no one reacted as Mason spread his white wings before him.

"Very impressive," said Damon who stood up from his hiding position behind the cabinet. His finger hovering over the trigger.

"You don't want to do that especially since I come in peace," said Mason holding up his hand in solidarity.

"Peace?"

"Yes, this time," replied Mason simply.

"If that's true I need you to answer some questions?" Stefan stood up from his crouch behind the couch that they had flipped over for a shield.

"I will try to answer. If it ease's the witch's eventual return to me, but you will not be happy with my answers."

Authors Note: I wasn't expecting Jeremy to show up. In fact maybe never as he's not my favorite character, but this chapter kind of wrote itself. *FYI: The angel is not Mason (season 1 or 2) for those who haven't read a Vision's Theft. He just looks like Mason.