The Rescue Mission Saga: Rescue Mission: Zavrina Bennett

Goodbyes

Bonnie had been distracted for the entire day. She'd had an idea and she wasn't sure how well it would be received. Instead of trying to make the decision on her own she sought advice from Miss Amelia. She picked Miss Amelia because as the eldest member of the coven she was to be Bonnie's go-to for advice and guidance.

"Miss Amelia, can I talk to you?" Bonnie asked joining the woman in the kitchen.

"Course, Chere. What be on ya mind?" Amelia asked as she stirred a pot of gumbo.

"I was thinking of magically making Damon our protector after we reform the coven," Bonnie said.

"And what da problem wit dat?" Amelia asked as she tested the gumbo.

"I haven't asked him. What if he wants to keep things the way they are? What if he thinks I'm doing this because he thinks I think he was or is horrible at being our protector and this will make him better?" Bonnie said telling Amelia all the things that had been swirling around in her head.

"Calm yoself, Chere. Maybe in da past, Damon ain't been a model protector but how he doin now?" Amelia asked her pointedly.

"Great, I, we couldn't ask for better," Bonnie admitted.

"Damon take his duty as protector seriously and he gon want to tie hisself to us in any way he can. Stop yo worryin, ya sound like my Emily," Amelia said laughing. Bonnie joined her laughter.

"You're right. I'm worrying over nothing. I'm sure Damon would welcome the opportunity to continue as our protector," Bonnie said agreeing with her.

"I spect you been worryin over da wrong problem," Amelia said.

"What do you mean?" Bonnie asked.

"Now I know you is da coven leader but chere, you gotta let people know what ya intend on doin bout, Damon. I figure some gon have a problem wit dat," Miss Amelia said.

"You mean Abby and Lucy?" Bonnie said her brow furrowed.

"Yeah Chere. Now majority rules in dis kinda thing but dey gon put up quite a fuss," Amelia predicted.

"You're probably right. We should get this over with then."

"Agreed. Do it after supper," Amelia told her. Bonnie nodded and left Amelia alone with her delicious smelling gumbo.

Damon looked around the dining room. His eyes rested on each of his Bennetts. That's how he thought of them, his Bennetts. He proud of how they had fared, mostly without him, but he promised himself that they wouldn't have to do that ever again. He vowed to protect them until the end of his existence even Abby and Lucy. He watched Bonnie with her family. He was so happy she found them. He knew she struggled with feeling alone in the world. It was something they had talked about while they were trapped in Kai's hell. To make their marathon rounds of Monopoly more interesting the loser had to reveal a secret. That was why Damon cheated; he wanted to know more about Bonnie.

"OK, Bon, I win...again! Spill!" Damon Salvatore said gleefully as he leaned back against the couch in his favorite red and blue plaid shirt.

"You cheated!" Bonnie cried incredulously.

"You can't prove it. Spill!" he demanded.

"Jeremy was my first," Bonnie said.

"That doesn't count. It is supposed to be a secret. Tell me something I don't know," he said smirk firmly in place.

"How do you know...never mind. As horrible as it is here it's the first time in a long time I haven't felt alone," she admitted. Damon had been surprised that she had told him something so personal. He didn't want to make a joke, he wanted to help.