A/N:

Hope you like, here's some witchy business with Bonnie and a certain Salvatore. Please review they mean so much to me! Please let me know what you think and what you want to see more of Enjoy xx – Leahlovessalvatore124.

Chapter two – Like a genie

Bonnie lay sound asleep on her king sized bed. She had to admit it. It was a luxury. One that she didn't need, but a luxury all the more. Her hair was splayed over her pillows in a mass of ebony curls, she was asleep, but the one thing that she wanted more than anything in that moment was to be wide awake.

A pair of jade eyes glinted vehemently like flints, in the vast darkness that surrounded her. The only thing that was clearly visible, was the outline of the figure in front of her. For an unknown reason she found herself stumbling towards it, somehow in a sleepy haze even though she was asleep. Bonnie felt and saw the air stir and whoosh around her, it whispered against her skin as it settled back into place, leaving the being with its back towards her. An eery chill crept across her, like the crooked hands of the dead running their fingers down her spine. She shivered, and at the same time wondered absently why she was here.

"Can I help you?" She said, merely trying to help and be polite. Although, her intuition was telling her to flee, escape, to go anywhere but next to this thing that radiated nothing but darkness and equated hell.

The person cocked its head to the side as if listening for silent voices in the wind, and laughed bluntly. It was a dark sound, and the entire essence of it reverberated through her bones and into her very core. With a startled gasp, she recognised the sound, and tumultuously the eyes. It had once been a light hearted laugh, and so pure and fulfilled, that it could have symbolised light. However it had become bitter and twisted, and the laugh belonged to the body and the soul that was Stefan Salvatore.

She watched terrified, as he turned his face towards her. He looked like a demon. All in black. Face drawn and haggard. Eyes a hellish scarlet. And a sly smile that nearly cracked his face in two. Beneath the smile she saw his fangs protruding from his mouth, so quickly that she almost didn't see the crimson garnish that still stained them. She heard a distant click as they slid into place.

"Bonnie..Bonnie..Bonnie," He tutted. "There is so much you can help me with."

She didn't like the sound of that. Bonnie felt disgusted. Stefan had always been the good brother. And now when she dared to look at him, all she saw was a black hole. A black hole that had swallowed up the old Stefan in its sweltering heat, that radiated nothing but hot, boiling evil. And it angered her.

"Seriously, you gotta stop rambling." She said with an eye-roll. It amazed her how cool she could sound when inside she was shaking. She watched his eyes flash menacingly and his nostrils flare as he battled with his temper.

Deep down inside there's always gonna be some part of you that cares. She thought. And the guilt of it will eat away at you.

Then she realised she was wrong. He wouldn't feel ever again if he didn't want to, he'd switched it off.

He was in front of her instantly.

"I could have your life like that," He whispered darkly, and clicked his fingers. This time she kept her mouth shut. The dark red shadows were forming under his eyes. She knew he was serious. He wouldn't hesitate, because he was back to being a ripper."You will give..Elena..a message for me. Tell her that I'll be seeing her verrry soon."

Bonnie thought about this. Elena would want to see him so much. But his comment implied more than just a visit, and this worried Bonnie. Even though her best friend loved Stefan, she would know that it would be dangerous, and it would endanger what very little family and friends she had left, and losing them would crush her. Even Stefan would know that. She prayed that he wouldn't be that stupid as to do that to her. But deep inside she knew that she was the stupid one, asking for something that would happen of its own accord no matter what she prayed for.

She nodded. Bonnie would deliver the message.

"What? No conditions? No supernormal witchy do-dad?" He cocked a brow in disbelief.

"I have a question,"

"Ah, there it is," He quipped. He was sounding more and more like Damon by the minute.

"Your mind control has no affect on me, yet you are in my mind now?"

"Klaus. Original compulsion overrides nearly every supernatural law." Stefan answered, his voice suddenly emotionless.

"Thankyou, Stefan." She whispered. There was the tiniest part of her that felt sorry for him.

"Don't thank me," He spat. He was back to his usual self again. "I will do what I please when I please." He started to walk away, and Bonnie both saw and sensed the waves of anger rising off of him like a mirage in a heat wave. And she knew there must have been something else, but she wasn't particularly feeling like a genie and she wasn't in the mood for granting three wishes and what-not.

"No, you don't do what you want, because otherwise you would have asked me something else." Even in her dreams she could hear the other witches, and she heard them now telling her that playing with a vampire was a dangerous move. Especially playing with one like Stefan.

"Bonnie." He warned.

"Stefan." She chided. This would end badly for her if things went very wrong.

Slowly he faced her. Shallow light from an unknown place illuminated him. In that moment he looked like the devil personified, and the next words that he spoke she had not been expecting.

"I want you."

"Me?" Bonnie scoffed. This was not right. She didn't understand. Well, he was good looking and all, but to Bonnie he was just another friend. He would never be anything to her that what Jeremy was. For Stefan it had always been Elena. Her mind span in circles.

"We..need a witch," He whispered, his voice like black silk against her skin as he stalked towards her. His ringed hand traced her face and her hair without touching her, but she felt his presence almost batting like a butterflies' wings against her skin. Bonnies' face screwed up. It felt horrible. This was her best-friend's boyfriend. And now he was trying to seduce her because he needed her powers? No way. If she were Grams, Stefan would be lying on the floor dead right now. That was her problem. She was too soft. She slapped his hand away and she saw that same malignant flash in his eyes that she had once seen in Damon.

Bonnie felt her palms get hot.

"You have made your decision. And now I will make mine." When Bonnie moved backwards Stefan tried to follow her, she held her hands up towards the black sky, arms outstretched and began to chant. Stefan roared as he found himself unable to move. Flecks of spit frothed from his mouth as he tried to lunge at Bonnie who was too far out of his reach.

The sound of thunder and lightening clawed at the sky, and huge storm clouds rolled in. A hurricane of wind tore at Stefan violently, he felt himself being dragged backwards. Leaves swirled around them as Bonnie began to chant.

"EGO scisco ut vos adeo mihi , lux , lucis , unda , air.

Fire quod Terra exuro per pulvis haze per rusty rutilus is est tainted.

For per obscurum is languishes , per Klaus sit acquainted.

I scisco ut vos adeo mihi , lux , lucis , unda , air.

Evil est flax quod is sapor meus burnished hair.

Brush is ex ultra mihi permissum is perceptum suus dictata quondam more.

Until nos opportunus iterum , insquequo nos offendo nostrum denique ustulo.

Aer anhelo unto him , spiritus of letalis him key ut unlock Klaus's immortalis alica vox of goodness totus meus veneficus succurro him strive

Like a no in tela is mos peto abyssus

sullen etiam angelus , ut lacrima semita down vos face,

Salty ira mitis , amo sol solis basium vestri skin

Nothing planto vos vix plurrimi tunc cinis cineris blaze.

Good pugna evil,

You pugna profundus intus."

( Translation :

"I ask that you come to me, light, water, air.

Fire and Earth burn through the dusty haze with rusty red it is tainted.

For with darkness he languishes, with Klaus he is acquainted.

I ask that you come to me, light water air.

Evil is sickly and it tastes my burnished hair.

Brush it from beyond me let it learn its lesson once more.

Until we meet again, until we strike our final score.

Air breathe unto him, the breath of mortal life.

Give him the key to unlock Klaus's immortal spell

By the power of goodness all my witches help him strive

Like a fly into a web he will go to hell.

Be sullen still angel, as the tears track down your face,

Salty anger ripens, like the sun kissing your skin

Nothing makes you scared the most then the ashen blaze.

Good battles evil,

You battle deep within." )

"I'm sorry your humanity was taken from you. But I will not use my gift for the sake of a monster."

Bonnie yelled over the winds that screeched around them. With one final howl, Stefan collapsed into spasms as he fell onto the ground in silence. And with that, the dream shattered like a screaming mirror. The dream left Bonnie crying inside.

A/N: The spell was in Latin by the way. Please review it means a lot to me to know what my readers think! Please carry on reading, let me know if you think it's bad or good etc xx – Leahlovessalvatore124.