Title: Aint Born Typical

Pairing: Elena/Stefan Bonnie/Damon

Rating: R with NC17 In later chapters

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.

A/N: I actually have a sound track going

U R A Fever: The Kills

Pain: Three Days Grace

Outside: Staind

Title: Aint Born Typical

The Sound: SwitchFoot

Mess of Me : SwitchFoot

Chapter IV

"Seriously?" Bonnie mumbled rolling her eyes as a knock sounded on her door shortly after arriving from the hospital. This was the day that never ended.

Slipping back into the clothes he'd just taken off she made her way down the stairs of her

Grams home. It had been willed to her and since it had always felt more like home anyways

she opted to stay here when her Father was out of town.

"What are you doing here?" Bonnie asked frowning as she saw the all too familiar shape of

Damon Salvatore standing on the porch.

"We need to talk," he said with a serious face that made her uneasy.

"Why?" She asked unsure what game he was playing.

"Hi Bonnie," Zoe said suddenly appearing from the darkness, face flushed.

 They'd recently fed which was good but the fact that they were both there made her nervous.

"What could the three of us possibly have to talk about?" She asked crossing her arms in

front of her as she made no move to leave the house.

"We could start with my last name." Zoe said making Bonnie frown as her brow furrowed

in confusion.

"It's Bennett," She said stepping through the doorway as to prove her point as Bonnies' jaw

dropped.

Of course she could cross the threshold; they had always vowed to take care of their own.

"I- I Don't understand?" She whispered shaking her head as she took a few steps back to

distance herself from the woman who was her great something or other. Her last brush

with ancestors had not ended so well.

"Listen I know how weird this must be, and after Emily I'd be wary too. But there are things

you need to know about me and our family."

"What about our family?" She asked turning curious eyes towards the girl she could now

see a vague family resemblance in.

"I know this seems strange, and you've no reason at all to trust either of us, but I know I

have to tell you, in the same way you know when something is about to happen at times,"

She said causing Bonnie to nod slowly.

 She had those moments where she knew what she had to do without knowing why. It was

like having a mental voice guide you. It sounded great in theory, but in reality it drove her

crazy. This insistent relentless mental nudging that was never satisfied until she'd

completed the task.

"Not everyone agreed with Emily and her pact, some of us tried to fight it, packed up and

moved away from Mystic Falls and tried to blend in," She said pacing in front of the couch

Bonnie was sitting on as Damon leaned lazily against the door frame.

"It was nice for awhile living amongst others who'd never heard about things that went

bump in the night, but what we didn't understand is a witch's blood calls to the

supernatural , its like they can smell it, and once they do ..." She said trailing off as she

shivered remembering things she'd always thought best left in the past.

"Once they do..." Bonnie whispered leaning forward.

"Once they do it's like an obsession, they want to taste your blood , gain your powers,

maybe even make you their slave, we thought Emily was a fool for making her deal with

Katherine, but it was simply a case of better the devil you know than the devil you don't. "

"Having our family serve Katherine's whims was a form of protection in itself, but we didn't

know that when we left, for a while we lived peacefully, we had an apothecary , ran it for

centuries, and then they started to cross our paths and the attacks and kidnapping started."

"We didn't know much about defensive spells then, just healing, and potions, but we

learned swiftly... by the time I was born it was the norm, you learned to defend yourself as

soon as you were able to read."

"You make it sound like... a war," Bonnie whispered shaking her head.

"It was Bonnie, I watched them all taken away , a pack of wolves found us and hunted us

down one by one, told us we could turn, serve them, or die." She whispered shivering as she

remembered all the blood spilled, the deaths of her families only worsened by the

betrayals.

"In the end it was me and my sister Ada, she choose to turn and I choose to die," She hissed

bitterly.

"I was bleeding to death when Damon found me and offered me a choice, he'd heard about

a family of witches and came to check things out... it was Emily's pacts in the end that saved

me."

"But if you wouldn't change into a wolf, why would you change into a vampire?"

"Because with Damon I had a choice and we'd both just lost everything." She whispered

shaking her head as she the vulnerable state they had both been in.

"It's true," Damon said seeing the look of disbelief that crept into the little witches moss

green eyes.

"It was just after I had been turned, and my promise to Emily was all I had."

"That time line doesn't add up, you said you left Mystic Falls -

"Emily had a secret.. she took Katherine's blood to keep old age away without turning,

she'd been traveling with the vampires for years before they settled in this town."

"What?" Bonnie gasped.

"The Bennett's have walked a very fine line between good and evil for a long time, what

Damon offered me was a way out, now I'm just Zoelle, no last name, no legacy, no family...

Just Damon ,until now."

"You have to keep this a secret Bonnie, no one knows I made Zoe, it would put her in

danger and give away one of our secrets."

"How many more could you two have?"

"A ... maker can feed off their children's power if they've bonded, but few choose to bond

because it leaves them both vulnerable to each other. We can find each other anywhere,

send messages mentally, feel each other's emotions if we wish ," She explained.

"This is ....too much, "She said standing as she ran her hands through her head.

"Our family history, you're link to Damon, this entire night."

"I know you need processing time, and I don't expect anything to change, I just felt like you

needed to know," She said nodding.

"I'll be taking my leave now," She said disappearing from the living room as the front door

closing echoed through the house.

"She always knew how to make an exit," Damon mumbled shaking his head.

"I told you I wasn't the villain you thought me to be little witch," Damon said smirking as he

saw the confusion in her eyes. She was shaken, the things she thought were black and white

had been painted a murky gray.

" I don't know that a few good deeds really changes anything," She snarled.

"But you're not sure that they don't either... think about it Bon Bon," He whispered pleased

he'd planted a seed of doubt in her mind.

"Well a gentleman knows when to leave , so.." he said turning to head off.

"Wait!"

"Yes?" He asked cheerfully turning with a bright smile.

"Are you honoring the deal now, even though Emily reneged?"

"In the end I would never do anything that'd piss Zoe of for eternity, if you don't believe

anything I ever say, trust in that one fact," he said throwing her a wink before disappearing.

"Grams I wish you were here, you'd know what to do," She said shaking her head.

She felt like she was in over her head, new powers, new information, and no one to guide

her. Thinking of Damon and Zoe she shook her head. Well, no one she trusted.

"Better the Devil you Know," She whispered.