Title: Aint Born Typical

Pairing: Elena/Stefan Bonnie/Damon

Rating: R with NC17 This chapter

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Vampire Diaries Universe, and no profit is being made from this fiction. I do however own all original characters and concepts that will appear.

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Muse: Apocalypse Please

Prayer of the Refugee : Rise Against

XVII

She was shocked when Elena lowered her head and came up laughing. In just a few seconds

everything about her had changed. The faint smell of vanilla and honey that she'd come to

associate with her had changed to something spicy and exotic; and the fear was gone.

"I think it's you who should be scared," She hissed making Zoe tense.

"Drink," She growled.

"Oh is this some magic elixir that' supposed to tell you why sweet, innocent Elena has gone to

the dark side?" she jeered.

"Drink," She repeated shoving the jar to her lips as she grabbed her hair and forced her head

back.

Smirking Elena held her gaze as she sipped, drinking it all down.

"Not the effect you expected it go have is it?" she asked laughing once more when nothing

happened. It was an insidious dark noise that seemed misplaced as it spilled out of the teen's

mouth.

"You're so pathetic Zoelle, Emily must be rolling over in her grave knowing you and Bonnie are

the last of her line."

"What would you know about it?"

"More than you could ever imagine. I'm coming for you and your sad little rag tag group of

miscreants; but since I like to play games I'll give you a sporting chance."

"Meet me at the festival with my boys, the witch and the family grimoires, and I'll let you walk

away. "

"You're so predictable Kitty Kat, all theatrics and obsession," She said knowing she'd struck a

chord when her eyes narrowed and she growled.

"It's time for you to listen up," Zoe hissed baring her fangs as she wrapped her hand around her

neck and pinned her against the wall of the house.

"I've been dying for a reason to spill your blood for decades, and despite you're delusions of

grandeur I assure you killing you is something I am quite capable of doing."

"You just sealed your coffin," Katherine spat.

"Katherine, I'm going to make sure it hurts," she taunted laughing when she strained against

her hold.

"That's the thing about possessing humans, all bark and no bite," she whispered gathering

her power as she began to sever the ties that had bound Elena to Katherine.

"Make sure you tell my sister hello, it's been too long since we've talked," She whispered

shattering the spell as her eyes widened with shock.

Quickly releasing the girls' neck she had her tossed over her shoulders and in motion before she

could recover.

"You need to lay off the deer," Damon growled dumping his brothers' body into a chair before

gently laying Bonnie across a couch.

He hadn't liked being out in the open with the two so vulnerable so he'd hulked up and carried

them both back home.

"I'm more of a rabbit guy actually," Stefan whispered massaging his forehead as he sat up

slowly.

"How do you feel?" Damon asked.

"Like I was on a binge," he whispered pausing as he touched his lips gingerly.

"That looked like one hell of a kiss, I wonder what the girlfriend will think about it," he said

moving to make a glass of scotch.

"How can you drink at a time like this?" Stefan asked shaking his head as the memory of what

had happened came back.

"How can you not drink right now?" he asked lifting his eyebrows as he raised the rim of the

glass to his lips.

"Where is Zoe now?"

"On her way back with Elena, she sent me a message," he said tapping his head as he nodded.

"How's Elena?" He asked panicking as he thought of Zoe's apology.

"Is in one piece, but that's all I know so far... funny how she was an afterthought," Damon said

smirking when he's brothers' eyes bled black.

"Hold your horses' tiger, I'm not the enemy."

"I don't understand this, I- I feel like I drank human blood," Stefan said standing quickly as he

began to pace.

"You drank something equally as potent ... power," Damon whispered almost to himself as his

mind made the proper connections.

"She said she gave you two a gift."

"It doesn't' feel like one."

"Well it was," Zoe said appearing with Elena slung over her shoulder.

"Elena," Stefan whispered relieving her of the body.

Sitting in a chair he gathered her close to his chest like a shield as he glanced over the top of

her head.

"I've seen what's coming and without that power upgrade you wouldn't stand a chance; it's

only temporary so keep the resentment to a minimum," She said knowing she didn't have time

for his brooding.

"What did you see Zoelle?" Damon asked putting an end to their bickering before it could

begin.

"It's Katherine; she's coming back with Adia and her pack."

"Who's Adia?" Stefan asked frowning.

"You're sister?"Damon asked wide eyed.

"Apparently werewolves have incredibly long life spans," She said clearly furious as she forced

the words through clenched teeth and thinned lips.

"Wait! You're sister is a werewolf."

"Look Stefan we don't have time for fill in the blanks here! Katherine is on her way and I have a

promise to keep."

"What promise?" Damon asked glancing from Zoe to Stefan as they exchanged a knowing look.

"Now that is between me and her. You know a lady never reveals all her secrets," Zoe said in a

dark tone that told him she wasn't willing to discuss it.

"Are you telling me you talked to her tonight?"

"In a manor she had Elena under a spell that ... bound them together for lack of a better word."

"Bound them?"

"Tied their auras, so whenever she felt like it she could just pop in," She said shaking her head.

"It was an ingenious plan really; she knew everything Elena knew, and she could play puppet

master whenever the urge struck her."

"How did I not see this?"

"Love is blind Stefan," She whispered gently as brown eyes met green.

  Neither had forgotten the kiss that occurred earlier in the clearing. But it was clear from the

death grip he had on Elena that it didn't matter.

"I have to hunt and gather the grimoires, I'll be back as soon as I can," she said gone.

"I'm going to take her to my room," Stefan said standing with Elena in his arms as Damon

acknowledged his comment with a nod.

"It's just me and you and I little witch," he whispered seating himself across from her in a chair

as he continued to nurse his drink. It felt like the world was about to fall apart and he was stuck

here waiting. Wasn't life ironic?

"How much did I drink?" He wondered starring at the half empty bottle of Scotch when the

room seemed to vibrate.

Standing when the tables began to shake his head turned towards the newly awakened witch.

"Bonnie?" he asked softly as her glittering green gaze pinned him.

"Can you stop this?" he asked looking at the books trembling on the shelves.

"Why? It feels so good," She sighed grinning as she made the fire place roar to life.

"I had no idea how much I've been missing out on," She purred grinning seductively as she

caused one of the glasses across the room to shatter.

"I'm all for revealing in the heady powers of darkness, but can you do it without trashing my

home?" he asked dryly.

Turning towards him she titled her head slightly as she studied him with new eyes.

"I think I'm beginning to see things your way," She said opening her palm and smiling down at

the flames she produced.

"I've seen what were up against Damon, it's going to be a bloody battle," she said closing her

hand as she extinguished the flames.

"I've been itching for a good fight," He said winking as he attempted to lighten the mood.

  She had always been beautiful, but there was something about seeing her wielding her powers

that made her breath taking. He was finally getting a glimpse of the woman he'd knew had

been lurking inside her. Tossing a blinding smile at him she made her way over to the alcohol

making him lick his lips. Right now she was his every fantasy come to life.

"I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but I do know tonight is mine to enjoy as I please,"

She vowed.

"Bonnie, nothing is going to happen to you." He declared seeing red at the thought of anything

happening to the girl who had the potential to mean more than any other before her.

  There was something freeing about admitting that to himself. An opportunity for the new start

he'd desperately needed after finding out Katherine was not in the tomb.

"Not even you can promise me that Damon Salvatore," She said smiling sadly as she mixed her

drink.

"What's wrong with her?" Stefan projected to his brother as he entered the room having come

as soon as the glass began to break.

"She just received a lot of power all at once; the darkness is calling to her." He replied watching

as Bonnie sipped on the vodka with a splash of cranberry she had made for herself.

"It's not polite to have private conversations when others are in the room," She purred making

him groan mentally. He wanted her.

"Well we certainly wouldn't want to offend our guest of honor," Damon said breaking off the

conversation as he moved across the room to stand beside her.

"Are you talking about me? Because I was sure you meant Elena," She whispered lips puckered

playfully as she studied him from under her lashes.

"No I was definitely talking about you little witch." He said moving in close enough to feel the

heat and the power radiating off her body. To his cool skin she would feel like a furnace.

"I have to say it's nice to be noticed Mr. Salvatore," She teased.

"I have been noticing you for quite some time Ms. Bennett," he whispered giving her a once

over. She was clad in a long white t-shirt and black tights; and something about the way it

hinted at her curves made him want to see more.

Scowling at the bought of coughing Stefan was managing he returned his attention to his cock

blocking brother.

"Don't you have a girlfriend to check on?" Bonnie asked making Damon choke on his drink.

"This isn't you Bonnie."

"Maybe it really is," she said leveling a cool gaze at him.

"But you're living in a glass house so I wouldn't throw stones," She added.

"What are you talking about?"

"You received a lot of power yourself tonight, you're not really naïve enough to believe that

won't affect you are you?" She asked knowing she'd hit a sore spot when he looked away.

"Is that the reason you're in here with us instead of upstairs with Elena?"

"She's you're best friend Bonnie stop talking about her as if she's some stranger."

"She's left much to be desired lately in the role of BFF Stefan; and I have a lot more important

things on my mind, like how we're going to stay alive when your ex comes to visit tomorrow,"

She said daring him to deny the truth.

Frowning severely the growl that rolled out of his throat was a surprise to all of them.

"You might want to get a handle on that, don't want you flying off the handle during battle,"

She said giving him her back as Damon looked on stunned.

"I don't' know if I'm impressed or appalled."

"Let's go with the first," She said sassily setting down her drink as she stepped closer.

"Bonnie, you're going to regret this tomorrow," he warned.

"The only thing I regret it how long this took me to do," she whispered making him shiver as her

breath caressed his mouth before she took away his drink and set it on a table nearby.

"What are you waiting for Salvatore, a personal invitation" She whispered laughing when he

lifted her into his arms and rushed to his room.

Watching the couple leave with a dropped jaw Stefan slowly made his way back up to his

bedroom. He was dreading the moment Elena woke because right now he could barely stand to

look at her. All this time he'd held her in his arms, kissed her, confided in her, and made love to

her she was someone else. It made his skin crawl. How much of it did she remember? Would he

ever know what had been her and what had been Katherine? Shuddering as he paused just

outside the door uncertain if he wanted to step inside.

He was such an asshole. Elena had been through so much to be with him, and here he was

thinking fucked up thoughts because of something that was out of her control.

   Perhaps he was  more like his brother than he liked to admit. He'd always been able to see

her for who she was despite her lookalike status. But this spell had blurred that line. In order to

twine their auras, didn't they have to be somewhat similar? He had a million questions, but no

one to answer them.

There was Zoe, but right now that'd be playing with fire. He had been clutching on to Elena like

a drowning man on a raft earlier because the feel of Zoe's soft lips had been too fresh. That kiss

had made the passion that normally lay dormant between them blaze brightly. He wanted to

rip her clothes off and bury himself deep inside her until she cried out his name and clawed at

his back. Closing his eyes tightly as his fangs extended and his cock hardened he took a deep

breath before telling himself going inside the room was what he needed to do. He would not

betray Elena like this.

:What if something happens to you or Zoelle? Could you live without one last taste: A little voice asked?

"Are you okay Stef?" Zoelle asked appearing silently.

"No Zoelle, I'm not," he rasped turning to face his temptation head on.