Author's Note: First of all, if anyone of you are readers of Uneven Ground I promise you, it is not dead in the water. I have been working on the fifth chapter but lately work has kicked my ass all over town so I haven't had the inspiration to work on anything too long. However, since my muse won't be quiet I have been drabbling away on my tumblr (code name: thebennettdiaries) and thought it might be nice to give them a permanent home here as well. Please note: these are not connected whatever. All unrelated and all based on whatever mood I am in at the moment. I have no idea how many there will be but I will keep uploading them to this particular space. If you like it late me know. If you have an idea for something you want to see, let me know!

A Snapshot in Time

Bamon – set during 3.21

When it is all said and done (and Bonnie has asked Jeremy if he is okay for the seventh time), the little rag tag group of heroes meet in the driveway of Klaus' mansion.

There is still, of course, the unenviable task of disposing of Klaus' body - not one that hands immediately shoot up for.

Finally, Stefan breaks the silence. "We'll take care of it," he says throwing his hand out to slap his brother on the chest.

Damon rolls his eyes. But does not argue.

Bonnie offers to drive Elena and Jeremy home. The battered Gilbert siblings are already helping one another into her car. She turns back to find Stefan heading into the godawful mansion (which she hopes they burn to the ground).

Damon - well, Damon is staring at her.

"What?" Bonnie asks, not sure she likes that it is just the two of them standing there now. Even though they have spent a good part of the day together, even though she drank his blood (and vice versa), there is something about this moment that has her resisting the urge to cross her arms over her chest and shuffle from foot to foot.

He tilts her head to the side, looking at her as if he is dissecting her. "You did it."

"You doubted me?" Bonnie snarks.


There is enough sincerity in his voice to throw her off her guard. She wonders if her mouth has fallen open, if she staggered a little. She blinks to realize by the look on his face that he has thrown himself off as well.

He recovers first.

"So, do I get a t-shirt?" He asks.

When she looks at him in a curious manner, a grin crosses his face.

"You know - because I'm Team Bonnie."