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3. Finding me in you.
The room was only illuminated by several candles. The night's breeze was comforting, even in this dark world you could hear nocturnal birds making little sounds. It has been hours since Stefan and the rest of the team left. Damon never left Bonnie's side. He had this unexplainable need to make sure Bonnie wouldn't stop breathing. He was holding her hand, of course he would never admit it, if asked. Bonnie never looked so fragile. Her petite form was lying peacefully in his mattress. He was close to her, with his knees on the floor and his torso supported by the edge of the bed, one hand holding hers while the other was under his face supporting it in a position where he could see Bonnie's face. He was feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do. He was desperate, that he knew. Never in his long life he had imagined that he would feel this way for someone. He thought that he had no feelings anymore, not after so many years of being a vampire. Now he knew he was a fool, the feelings were always there, his humanity was all there and Bonnie always had a way to make him feel deep emotions and prove him that the old Damon was there. She was always his reminder that he wouldn't be able to deny his real self,for forever. And there she was now, completely at his mercy, beautiful as ever but also silent and weak. He had so many regrets. What if she never waked up. The thought that he would never be able to talk to her was slowly haunting him.
Bonnie only tried to help them, as always. She never chose to preserve her own life first and then help her friends. She probably had this stupid hero syndrome, Damon relationship was so complicated, even Damon who had so many years of experiance in interacting with people, didn't have a clear opinion about the nature of their relationship. He really didn't have the time to think about this either. Obsessing over Katherine and later her doppelganger made him waste a lot of time. He respected Bonnie and wanted to protect her from the begging, that he knew. She decided to despise him at some point, that he also knew. It was her way of protecting herself and her loved ones indirectly . She didn't want to show her weaknesses to him. He knew she had issues though. Her nose was bleeding when casting spells. And he had watched her in her home having headaches even blackouts. Back then when his priorities were different and after Emily's betrayal , he decided to not interfere since she was staying alive. He still would keep his promise, he was a man of his word. At that time he ignored and buried all his concern and worries about the witch, he said he didn't care but he did. But he wouldn't admit that to anyone. He was staring at her for hours waiting for a sign, but Bonnie never moved. He started feeling tired it has been many days since he last slept and even his supernatural vampire abilities wouldn't work properly for long being deprived of sleep. He started feeling drowsy but never left his uncomfortable position standing on his knees on the hard floor and never letting her hand. He started drifting into sleep. He would have never imagined what would happen later.
Bonnie Bennett had casted a very difficult spell some hours ago. Magic could turn against to those who haven't yet mastered their ability to tame all the amount of power they can use. Bonnie being a Bennett had a huge amount of power to process and add to that the fact that she was also empowered with a huge amount of power from some witches (and by some I mean a vast number of witches). She felt the ultimate need to use all that power in order to kill Klaus. She didn't care about the consequences in her body or soul. She really didn't value herself that much. Her friends and hometown had to be saved and she had to be the one to save them. She was a brand new teenage witch with an enormous amount of power in her hands. Witches twice her age couldn't handle it, her Grams wouldn't handle it. There was something special about her. We can't know for sure, if the source for that special thing was something supernatural or it was the human structure of her character and soul that made her capable of handling this amount of magical powers.
She knew she was about to surpass a boundary. And for a moment she thought she would back out, not to save herself, no, she only had second thoughts because she doubted herself and thought she wouldn't achieve her goal. But when she saw Damon looking at her waiting for her, she just nodded she knew she could do it. She didn't have the time to process how one simple look from Damon gave her such confidence.
After that everything worked just fine, Klaus was getting weaker and weaker. It didn't matter to her that the spell had the same effect on her. She only was anxious about having the demanded stamina to finish the damn spell. That girl so petite and fragile in the outside but so brave and an altruist on the inside. Even though she was practically raised with no parents, only having her grandmother, instead of turning into an insecure child with nothing but complains for this unfair world, she became that special creature she was.
After she lost her consciousness and left this world she entered another one. This new word was inside her mind but also had vast extensions to a magic world and those extensions she would be able to conceive them and access them because she was a powerful witch. But let's start from the beginning.
Bonnie woke up in a silent old railway station, seated in a comfortable bench in the side railway platform. It was early in the morning and there was a soothing breeze in the atmosphere. She was in a haze, didn't really remember anything about what happened and about herself actually. She sat there hearing little birds singing lullabies in nearby trees it was like they were singing her to sleep.
She was wearing a turquoise cotton v neck blouse with black denim mini shorts and satin black ballet flats. She also was wearing a mini light azore blue pendant and her hair was in loose waves. She kept gazing around without really thinking. It didn't matter who she was there or how she ended up there. No trains were passing by not even people were waiting there. She was alone, slowly losing herself. She felt like she was waiting for something. A train probably, but she wasn't really anxious about it, she just sat and waited. It was like she was drugged, not high, everything was just pretty cloudy. Waiting for so long was all she was doing.
For some mysterious reason, when Damon fell asleep half his body resting on the bed while his knees where on the floor, (highly uncomfortable for a prestigious vampire.) he never left Bonnie's hand. That may also be the reason why another mysterious thing happened. Damon felt as if he woke up instantly. He found himself lying on some field floor filled with little blue wildflowers. His clothes were no longer an exquisite sample of John Varvatos collection. No he was wearing the exact outfit he was wearing in his twenty first birthday, that freaked him out a bit. He had on grey trousers, a silk white shirt and also a light grey waistcoat. His hair a beautiful mess as always, but with an old styling added to that.
Since he instantly could use his quick vampire reflexes he examined his surroundings noticing that this area was filled with many large trees. There was one thing dominating in this scenery, an old train station. He could clearly see the entrance of the station's facilities. The railway platform couldn't be seen as it was behind the station facilities. Something made him want to go in there. He started realising that this wasn't the usual type of dream. His vampire senses were proving him right, there was something different about this dream. He wasn't thinking clearly though, he didn't remember what happened and that Bonnie was in a coma in his bed. For all he knew he was sleeping in the boarding house after a nice warm meal. He started walking towards the station. At some point he decided it would be better if he just speeded there with vamp speed. And so he tried. And tried again! And tried once more!.
" Damn it" he shouted " this is a really fucked up dream for sure." While dreaming he always could use his vampire abilities. But now he couldn't even run faster. He was able to sense the dream as a vampire though and he was pretty sure he could use some of his tricks too. So he decided to test them. Suddenly the rising sun started disappearing and dark clouds came over. He smirked. Something was working after all.
When he finally entered the depot, he felt something was off. The station was abandoned and old. He could see that dust had taken over and that pictures on the walls had this old yellow color and some of them were on the floor. The ticket booths were also in the same decomposing shape. There were several doors leading to the restrooms, waiting room, lost and found room but one big gate that had a sign with the words railway platform engraved to it, intrigued him the most. He felt the urge to go out there.
When he reached the gate and made a step into the platform a wind gust hit him in the face and just like that he remembered. He now was able to decipher this aching feeling he had inside him, he could understand why he was anxious, Bonnie was in a coma,in his bed. But there was something else too. He could also feel her there, in the platform, all around him. Suddenly the air was thickening and he started walking quickly in the vast platform in order to find something, in order to find Bonnie. He was searching for minutes his eyes weren't helping him, it was like the vampire in him was playing games with him. When he was about to lose all hope and get extremely pissed off he saw her figure. She was just sitting in a bench only fifty feet away from him. He stopped breathing for a second. Wait he needed to breathe? He didn't have time to acknowledge this, he just run towards her.
"Bonnie" he breathed as he reached her. He crouched down to see her."Bonnie?" he said again louder this time while searching for her eyes.
She was looking towards him but not really at him. Damon lost it. He grabbed her arms and shook her a bit "Bonnie please!" he said urgently.
Bonnie focused on him. She was finally able to walk away from that hazy place she was. Damon took his hands off her. Bonnie looked at him with disbelief curiosity and amazement?
"Excuse me sir, what do you want" she exclaimed with bewildered eyes.
Damon smirked.
" You have to be kidding me little witch, even after all this you are in the mood for a quick banter with me?" Bonnie had a strange facial expression now. " What would I want here?" he said with an exaggerating tone. He started feeling better now that he found her safe and sound.
" What are you talking about sir, who are you?" Bonnie demanded.
Damon was now standing up and started to walk in little circles.
" I hope this is not a cruel joke you are playing with me" and he continued " playing Leonardo Di Caprio in this dream while I don't have all my powers to play with,isn't fun to begin with!"
She looked at him with disbelief. She moved a little in the bench making the distance between them just a few centimeters wider.
" Are you okay?" she asked reluctantly.
Damon stopped with his crazy circles and just looked at her.
" Damn it, it was too good to be true" Of course she would not remember him, when was the last time he faced one easy situation.
Bonnie was about to stand up and run away, his presence was making her feel awkward. But he stopped her. He carefully grabbed her hand as she was about to stand up so she sat back in the bench.
" I'm sorry for scaring you B- miss!, I believe I lost my train departure time and I am not one to cope with such situations with my composure intact. Please ignore my ramblings they really didn't mean anything"
She wasn't sure about his words but she was just shaken and waken up in order to escape from that fog inside her head and couldn't judge him. She also had a hunch that he could be trusted.
She smiled " No problem, don't worry I wouldn't judge."
Okay she's not fine he thought "You wouldn't huh?" he said amused nonetheless.
"May I sit with you"
" Only if you can promise that there will be no weird Leonardo Di Caprio references in the future" she offered with a smile.
" Deal" he said smirking.
He took a sit next to her gazing the rails and the horizon that was visible from that spot.
Bonnie looked at him and she sighed.
" No offence but your outfit isn't exactly up to date"
"Yeah I know " he said giving her an understanding and amused look. "I'm more of classic couture fan when it comes to outfits I guess"
" It's nice, I didn't want to offend you" she tried to apologise.
" You didn't."he reassured her.
"So what is a young lady, doing in a railway station alone this time of the morning?" he said playfully.
" Hmm... I think, I am not allowed to talk to strangers, sir"
"Oh, is that so?" he responded half laughing.
"Well we haven't properly introduced "... " My name is Damon Salvatore."
"Damon" she whispered.
" Salvatore" he added sighing.
"Your name has a Greek origin"
"Hahah and my last name means savior in Italian" he said smirking.
"I know that, of course"
Oh you know that huh, how about your own name? he thought
"And what is your name?"
Bonnie's playful look now turned serious, she looked away looking the horizon. That was the moment when she started panicking and forgot how to breathe. She stood up and looked around her.
"I.. I don-" her eyes were now watery.
Damon stood up too and held her arms.
" Calm down " he said searching for her eyes. Bonnie's cheeks were now filled with tears.
" Come here, sit"
" I.. I.." She said in between sobs.
"Take deep breaths and please sit down"
She listened to him. He then took a sit next to her.
" You don't remember much, do you?"
"Bonnie looked into his eyes" tears coming from her own uncontrollably, she was clearly in a shock, Damon then moved away the tears with his hands.
" It's okay I will help you, but please try to remain calm"
"I don't remember my own freaking name, HOW can I be calm" Bonnie shouted.
Damon layed a soothing a hand on her shoulder. The logic thing to do, for Bonnie, was to rip his hands off of her and run like hell to get away from this stranger. But logic wasn't around at the time and for some odd and unexplainable reason Bonnie felt that she could trust that guy and his words of reassurement were working a bit.
" I'm sorry for screaming at your face"
she said apologising.
" Well it's not like it's the first time so don't worry" he said smirking
" Wait... what? You... Know me?"
Do I know you? I have spent the last years of my vampire life hearing you yelling at my face among other things. " Me? No honey, I was generally speaking" he put on his poker face. " So is there something you remember" he had to understand what was the size of the damage.
Bonnie looked away again, she wasn't crying anymore and Damon had removed his hand from her shoulder, she focused in a little spot in the horizon took her time and then answered.
" I know that I'm waiting for something here, well a train obviously, I don't know how I came here and I can't remember anything else" she admitted.
" Hell, I don't even remember my own reflection" she said in a new panicked tone.
" Shhh calm down little bird, I can ensure you, your reflection is stunning" he answered quickly without really thinking while rubbing Bonnie's arms.
Bonnie let a laugh escape her mouth,
"You sure now how to lighten up the mood! " she got tired from this weird situation.
" So we have to give you a name, because I will have to call you something until this train of yours appears" he challenged.
"I guess you are right" she said. "Oh god this is so crazy"
" Welcome to my life!"
"What are you doing here anyway Damon?"
"Oh nothing really, I have a train to catch too, who knows maybe we will be in the same one" he smiled at her.
"Now back to business, which name would you like to have"
"Hmm I don't know" she said thinking but then smiled and Damon could have sworn that in this smile he saw a lightening bolt glowing right up in her head.
" Well it's only fair to choose a name with a Greek origin since yours has that origin"
" Well yeah let's see" he said with a disapproving look.
" Hhhmm what about Xenia since I am a stranger traveller and the myth says that Zeus was called Zeus the-"
" It's funny you don't remember a thing about your life but you are freaking wikipedia when it comes to Greek mythology." Damon interupted smirking.
" And you should not remind me that I don't remember anything sir! " she acted hurt but wasn't really because she kinda liked the new name game.
" Well I am sorry, and no, Xenia sucks." he said raising one eyebrow. Bonnie frowned
"Okay, okay ,what about Thaleia?"
" Doesn't sound good to me, nope!" he said playing along.
" Okay I found it... Nausicaa!" she said thrilled
" Are you kidding me is this the best name you came up with? It reminds me of nausea!"
" Hey that girl helped Odysseus return home.." she explained.
" Okay ,enough with the mythology trivia Miss!" he stated
" I have found the perfect name for you" he was now smiling wide.
" Let me hear it" she replied with a stiff tone and a -I don't care what you say the names I picked were awesome- look.
" Bonnie" he said simply.
" Hahahah that name sounds so funny"
" Well since you are obviously a sucker for name origins, I inform you that this one comes from the french word bon which means good and it will be your brand new name, because I say so."
" Tsk Tsk Tsk are you always that bossy?" she deadpanned.
" You can't imagine" he smirked.
" Okay Bonnie it is then!" she said with fake enthusiasm.
" Of course it is" Damon smiled and removed a loose curl from her face.
" So you think, I am good?" she said playfully raising one eyebrow.
" Believe me, you are way to good for me Bonnie"
" Says the man who has the name of a guy that almost was killed to protect his friend."
" Okay that selective amnesia of yours starts to piss me off!"
and then they both laughed. They didn't now what the future held for them, they just cherished a little peaceful and funny moment.
to be continued.
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This was the end of the third chapter? Did you like it? I can't wait to hear your thoughts about it. Let me know if you liked it and if there should be another chapter.
Chapter Trivia
If you want to see Bonnie's and Damon's outfit follow this link , I really think that you should see that pendant I found for Bonnie, it's awesome.
Pendant Trivia: I was searching for light blue topaz pendants but wasn't impressed so I added the magic word swarovski :P and there it was.
Amnesia Trivia: There are many types of Amnesia you can be informed about on the Internet, but I found no site in which you could be informed about how people react when they realise they don't remember a thing :/
Name Trivia: Google Damon and Pythias and you will find and read a very interesting story :)
Name Trivia: My name is Nausicaa and FYI in Greek it sounds good. :P
Thank you for taking the time to read this and excuse me for any errors in the chapter because English isn't my native language.
Bamon Hugs,
nansoula
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
So have fun reading :)
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3. Finding me in you.
The room was only illuminated by several candles. The night's breeze was comforting, even in this dark world you could hear nocturnal birds making little sounds. It has been hours since Stefan and the rest of the team left. Damon never left Bonnie's side. He had this unexplainable need to make sure Bonnie wouldn't stop breathing. He was holding her hand, of course he would never admit it, if asked. Bonnie never looked so fragile. Her petite form was lying peacefully in his mattress. He was close to her, with his knees on the floor and his torso supported by the edge of the bed, one hand holding hers while the other was under his face supporting it in a position where he could see Bonnie's face. He was feeling helpless. He didn't know what to do. He was desperate, that he knew. Never in his long life he had imagined that he would feel this way for someone. He thought that he had no feelings anymore, not after so many years of being a vampire. Now he knew he was a fool, the feelings were always there, his humanity was all there and Bonnie always had a way to make him feel deep emotions and prove him that the old Damon was there. She was always his reminder that he wouldn't be able to deny his real self,for forever. And there she was now, completely at his mercy, beautiful as ever but also silent and weak. He had so many regrets. What if she never waked up. The thought that he would never be able to talk to her was slowly haunting him.
Bonnie only tried to help them, as always. She never chose to preserve her own life first and then help her friends. She probably had this stupid hero syndrome, Damon relationship was so complicated, even Damon who had so many years of experiance in interacting with people, didn't have a clear opinion about the nature of their relationship. He really didn't have the time to think about this either. Obsessing over Katherine and later her doppelganger made him waste a lot of time. He respected Bonnie and wanted to protect her from the begging, that he knew. She decided to despise him at some point, that he also knew. It was her way of protecting herself and her loved ones indirectly . She didn't want to show her weaknesses to him. He knew she had issues though. Her nose was bleeding when casting spells. And he had watched her in her home having headaches even blackouts. Back then when his priorities were different and after Emily's betrayal , he decided to not interfere since she was staying alive. He still would keep his promise, he was a man of his word. At that time he ignored and buried all his concern and worries about the witch, he said he didn't care but he did. But he wouldn't admit that to anyone. He was staring at her for hours waiting for a sign, but Bonnie never moved. He started feeling tired it has been many days since he last slept and even his supernatural vampire abilities wouldn't work properly for long being deprived of sleep. He started feeling drowsy but never left his uncomfortable position standing on his knees on the hard floor and never letting her hand. He started drifting into sleep. He would have never imagined what would happen later.
Bonnie Bennett had casted a very difficult spell some hours ago. Magic could turn against to those who haven't yet mastered their ability to tame all the amount of power they can use. Bonnie being a Bennett had a huge amount of power to process and add to that the fact that she was also empowered with a huge amount of power from some witches (and by some I mean a vast number of witches). She felt the ultimate need to use all that power in order to kill Klaus. She didn't care about the consequences in her body or soul. She really didn't value herself that much. Her friends and hometown had to be saved and she had to be the one to save them. She was a brand new teenage witch with an enormous amount of power in her hands. Witches twice her age couldn't handle it, her Grams wouldn't handle it. There was something special about her. We can't know for sure, if the source for that special thing was something supernatural or it was the human structure of her character and soul that made her capable of handling this amount of magical powers.
She knew she was about to surpass a boundary. And for a moment she thought she would back out, not to save herself, no, she only had second thoughts because she doubted herself and thought she wouldn't achieve her goal. But when she saw Damon looking at her waiting for her, she just nodded she knew she could do it. She didn't have the time to process how one simple look from Damon gave her such confidence.
After that everything worked just fine, Klaus was getting weaker and weaker. It didn't matter to her that the spell had the same effect on her. She only was anxious about having the demanded stamina to finish the damn spell. That girl so petite and fragile in the outside but so brave and an altruist on the inside. Even though she was practically raised with no parents, only having her grandmother, instead of turning into an insecure child with nothing but complains for this unfair world, she became that special creature she was.
After she lost her consciousness and left this world she entered another one. This new word was inside her mind but also had vast extensions to a magic world and those extensions she would be able to conceive them and access them because she was a powerful witch. But let's start from the beginning.
Bonnie woke up in a silent old railway station, seated in a comfortable bench in the side railway platform. It was early in the morning and there was a soothing breeze in the atmosphere. She was in a haze, didn't really remember anything about what happened and about herself actually. She sat there hearing little birds singing lullabies in nearby trees it was like they were singing her to sleep.
She was wearing a turquoise cotton v neck blouse with black denim mini shorts and satin black ballet flats. She also was wearing a mini light azore blue pendant and her hair was in loose waves. She kept gazing around without really thinking. It didn't matter who she was there or how she ended up there. No trains were passing by not even people were waiting there. She was alone, slowly losing herself. She felt like she was waiting for something. A train probably, but she wasn't really anxious about it, she just sat and waited. It was like she was drugged, not high, everything was just pretty cloudy. Waiting for so long was all she was doing.
For some mysterious reason, when Damon fell asleep half his body resting on the bed while his knees where on the floor, (highly uncomfortable for a prestigious vampire.) he never left Bonnie's hand. That may also be the reason why another mysterious thing happened. Damon felt as if he woke up instantly. He found himself lying on some field floor filled with little blue wildflowers. His clothes were no longer an exquisite sample of John Varvatos collection. No he was wearing the exact outfit he was wearing in his twenty first birthday, that freaked him out a bit. He had on grey trousers, a silk white shirt and also a light grey waistcoat. His hair a beautiful mess as always, but with an old styling added to that.
Since he instantly could use his quick vampire reflexes he examined his surroundings noticing that this area was filled with many large trees. There was one thing dominating in this scenery, an old train station. He could clearly see the entrance of the station's facilities. The railway platform couldn't be seen as it was behind the station facilities. Something made him want to go in there. He started realising that this wasn't the usual type of dream. His vampire senses were proving him right, there was something different about this dream. He wasn't thinking clearly though, he didn't remember what happened and that Bonnie was in a coma in his bed. For all he knew he was sleeping in the boarding house after a nice warm meal. He started walking towards the station. At some point he decided it would be better if he just speeded there with vamp speed. And so he tried. And tried again! And tried once more!.
" Damn it" he shouted " this is a really fucked up dream for sure." While dreaming he always could use his vampire abilities. But now he couldn't even run faster. He was able to sense the dream as a vampire though and he was pretty sure he could use some of his tricks too. So he decided to test them. Suddenly the rising sun started disappearing and dark clouds came over. He smirked. Something was working after all.
When he finally entered the depot, he felt something was off. The station was abandoned and old. He could see that dust had taken over and that pictures on the walls had this old yellow color and some of them were on the floor. The ticket booths were also in the same decomposing shape. There were several doors leading to the restrooms, waiting room, lost and found room but one big gate that had a sign with the words railway platform engraved to it, intrigued him the most. He felt the urge to go out there.
When he reached the gate and made a step into the platform a wind gust hit him in the face and just like that he remembered. He now was able to decipher this aching feeling he had inside him, he could understand why he was anxious, Bonnie was in a coma,in his bed. But there was something else too. He could also feel her there, in the platform, all around him. Suddenly the air was thickening and he started walking quickly in the vast platform in order to find something, in order to find Bonnie. He was searching for minutes his eyes weren't helping him, it was like the vampire in him was playing games with him. When he was about to lose all hope and get extremely pissed off he saw her figure. She was just sitting in a bench only fifty feet away from him. He stopped breathing for a second. Wait he needed to breathe? He didn't have time to acknowledge this, he just run towards her.
"Bonnie" he breathed as he reached her. He crouched down to see her."Bonnie?" he said again louder this time while searching for her eyes.
She was looking towards him but not really at him. Damon lost it. He grabbed her arms and shook her a bit "Bonnie please!" he said urgently.
Bonnie focused on him. She was finally able to walk away from that hazy place she was. Damon took his hands off her. Bonnie looked at him with disbelief curiosity and amazement?
"Excuse me sir, what do you want" she exclaimed with bewildered eyes.
Damon smirked.
" You have to be kidding me little witch, even after all this you are in the mood for a quick banter with me?" Bonnie had a strange facial expression now. " What would I want here?" he said with an exaggerating tone. He started feeling better now that he found her safe and sound.
" What are you talking about sir, who are you?" Bonnie demanded.
Damon was now standing up and started to walk in little circles.
" I hope this is not a cruel joke you are playing with me" and he continued " playing Leonardo Di Caprio in this dream while I don't have all my powers to play with,isn't fun to begin with!"
She looked at him with disbelief. She moved a little in the bench making the distance between them just a few centimeters wider.
" Are you okay?" she asked reluctantly.
Damon stopped with his crazy circles and just looked at her.
" Damn it, it was too good to be true" Of course she would not remember him, when was the last time he faced one easy situation.
Bonnie was about to stand up and run away, his presence was making her feel awkward. But he stopped her. He carefully grabbed her hand as she was about to stand up so she sat back in the bench.
" I'm sorry for scaring you B- miss!, I believe I lost my train departure time and I am not one to cope with such situations with my composure intact. Please ignore my ramblings they really didn't mean anything"
She wasn't sure about his words but she was just shaken and waken up in order to escape from that fog inside her head and couldn't judge him. She also had a hunch that he could be trusted.
She smiled " No problem, don't worry I wouldn't judge."
Okay she's not fine he thought "You wouldn't huh?" he said amused nonetheless.
"May I sit with you"
" Only if you can promise that there will be no weird Leonardo Di Caprio references in the future" she offered with a smile.
" Deal" he said smirking.
He took a sit next to her gazing the rails and the horizon that was visible from that spot.
Bonnie looked at him and she sighed.
" No offence but your outfit isn't exactly up to date"
"Yeah I know " he said giving her an understanding and amused look. "I'm more of classic couture fan when it comes to outfits I guess"
" It's nice, I didn't want to offend you" she tried to apologise.
" You didn't."he reassured her.
"So what is a young lady, doing in a railway station alone this time of the morning?" he said playfully.
" Hmm... I think, I am not allowed to talk to strangers, sir"
"Oh, is that so?" he responded half laughing.
"Well we haven't properly introduced "... " My name is Damon Salvatore."
"Damon" she whispered.
" Salvatore" he added sighing.
"Your name has a Greek origin"
"Hahah and my last name means savior in Italian" he said smirking.
"I know that, of course"
Oh you know that huh, how about your own name? he thought
"And what is your name?"
Bonnie's playful look now turned serious, she looked away looking the horizon. That was the moment when she started panicking and forgot how to breathe. She stood up and looked around her.
"I.. I don-" her eyes were now watery.
Damon stood up too and held her arms.
" Calm down " he said searching for her eyes. Bonnie's cheeks were now filled with tears.
" Come here, sit"
" I.. I.." She said in between sobs.
"Take deep breaths and please sit down"
She listened to him. He then took a sit next to her.
" You don't remember much, do you?"
"Bonnie looked into his eyes" tears coming from her own uncontrollably, she was clearly in a shock, Damon then moved away the tears with his hands.
" It's okay I will help you, but please try to remain calm"
"I don't remember my own freaking name, HOW can I be calm" Bonnie shouted.
Damon layed a soothing a hand on her shoulder. The logic thing to do, for Bonnie, was to rip his hands off of her and run like hell to get away from this stranger. But logic wasn't around at the time and for some odd and unexplainable reason Bonnie felt that she could trust that guy and his words of reassurement were working a bit.
" I'm sorry for screaming at your face"
she said apologising.
" Well it's not like it's the first time so don't worry" he said smirking
" Wait... what? You... Know me?"
Do I know you? I have spent the last years of my vampire life hearing you yelling at my face among other things. " Me? No honey, I was generally speaking" he put on his poker face. " So is there something you remember" he had to understand what was the size of the damage.
Bonnie looked away again, she wasn't crying anymore and Damon had removed his hand from her shoulder, she focused in a little spot in the horizon took her time and then answered.
" I know that I'm waiting for something here, well a train obviously, I don't know how I came here and I can't remember anything else" she admitted.
" Hell, I don't even remember my own reflection" she said in a new panicked tone.
" Shhh calm down little bird, I can ensure you, your reflection is stunning" he answered quickly without really thinking while rubbing Bonnie's arms.
Bonnie let a laugh escape her mouth,
"You sure now how to lighten up the mood! " she got tired from this weird situation.
" So we have to give you a name, because I will have to call you something until this train of yours appears" he challenged.
"I guess you are right" she said. "Oh god this is so crazy"
" Welcome to my life!"
"What are you doing here anyway Damon?"
"Oh nothing really, I have a train to catch too, who knows maybe we will be in the same one" he smiled at her.
"Now back to business, which name would you like to have"
"Hmm I don't know" she said thinking but then smiled and Damon could have sworn that in this smile he saw a lightening bolt glowing right up in her head.
" Well it's only fair to choose a name with a Greek origin since yours has that origin"
" Well yeah let's see" he said with a disapproving look.
" Hhhmm what about Xenia since I am a stranger traveller and the myth says that Zeus was called Zeus the-"
" It's funny you don't remember a thing about your life but you are freaking wikipedia when it comes to Greek mythology." Damon interupted smirking.
" And you should not remind me that I don't remember anything sir! " she acted hurt but wasn't really because she kinda liked the new name game.
" Well I am sorry, and no, Xenia sucks." he said raising one eyebrow. Bonnie frowned
"Okay, okay ,what about Thaleia?"
" Doesn't sound good to me, nope!" he said playing along.
" Okay I found it... Nausicaa!" she said thrilled
" Are you kidding me is this the best name you came up with? It reminds me of nausea!"
" Hey that girl helped Odysseus return home.." she explained.
" Okay ,enough with the mythology trivia Miss!" he stated
" I have found the perfect name for you" he was now smiling wide.
" Let me hear it" she replied with a stiff tone and a -I don't care what you say the names I picked were awesome- look.
" Bonnie" he said simply.
" Hahahah that name sounds so funny"
" Well since you are obviously a sucker for name origins, I inform you that this one comes from the french word bon which means good and it will be your brand new name, because I say so."
" Tsk Tsk Tsk are you always that bossy?" she deadpanned.
" You can't imagine" he smirked.
" Okay Bonnie it is then!" she said with fake enthusiasm.
" Of course it is" Damon smiled and removed a loose curl from her face.
" So you think, I am good?" she said playfully raising one eyebrow.
" Believe me, you are way to good for me Bonnie"
" Says the man who has the name of a guy that almost was killed to protect his friend."
" Okay that selective amnesia of yours starts to piss me off!"
and then they both laughed. They didn't now what the future held for them, they just cherished a little peaceful and funny moment.
to be continued.
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This was the end of the third chapter? Did you like it? I can't wait to hear your thoughts about it. Let me know if you liked it and if there should be another chapter.
Chapter Trivia
If you want to see Bonnie's and Damon's outfit follow this link , I really think that you should see that pendant I found for Bonnie, it's awesome.
Pendant Trivia: I was searching for light blue topaz pendants but wasn't impressed so I added the magic word swarovski :P and there it was.
Amnesia Trivia: There are many types of Amnesia you can be informed about on the Internet, but I found no site in which you could be informed about how people react when they realise they don't remember a thing :/
Name Trivia: Google Damon and Pythias and you will find and read a very interesting story :)
Name Trivia: My name is Nausicaa and FYI in Greek it sounds good. :P
Thank you for taking the time to read this and excuse me for any errors in the chapter because English isn't my native language.
Bamon Hugs,
nansoula
