Hey! It's time for part three, but I have a question that I really need answered! Does anyone want a Stefan/Bonnie romance thrown in? I was thinking about doing it but I want some input first :) if you absolutely don't want it then review and say that or if you really do want it review. If no one says anything I may or I may not put it in.

On with part three~~~

"Bon, where's that flower concoction that you dipped the amulet in?" Stephan asks Bonnie, who's still a bit shaken up from the events that occurred hours ago.

"Oh, um," she walks to the dining room table and picks up a small clay dish with a purplish substance in it, "right here, why?"

He takes it from her hand and looks at it. "I'm thinking that maybe the answer is in this..."

Xxxxxxx

"Me." Damon finishes Elena with a dejected sigh.

"And you- you-" Elena barks out a laugh, "look at your hair!"

"Yes, yes, laugh it up." Damon glares at his younger, carefree, clueless, love struck self. "Now be quiet!"

"Are you- I mean younger you- smiling? Like a real genuine smile?" Elena leans forward to take a closer look and in doing so her hold on the tree branch falters and she begins falling to the ground.

Damon reaches out and tries to grab her but only results in tumbling down with her.

"Ugh..." Damon groans as he lands on the hard ground, Elena doing the same thing next to him.

"Oh my god!" He can hear his past self exclaim. "Are you okay?"

Past Damon runs over toward Elena and helps her up. "Katherine! Are you alright? And what are you wearing?..."

"I'm f-fine." Elena stutters as Damon stands up. "And I'm not Katherine."

Damon stands next to Elena, bends down and whispers in her ear, "what are you doing Elena?"

"What do you mean your not Katherine? Did you hit your head?" Past Damon looks toward Damon and his eyes widen. "W-why do you look like me?"

"Just great..." Damon turns to Elena. "You just had to start laughing at my hair and me smiling and then go and fall out of the tree, didn't you, Elena?"

Elena glares at Damon. "Excuse me? Seeing you smiling is a very rare occurrence, Damon. I'm sorry if I wanted to get a closer look."

"I smile all the time around you and you know it!" Damon grumbles back while looking at his shocked into silence younger self.

"Not anymore!" Elena exclaims.

"Do you blame me?" He asks her quietly.

After a few minutes of silence past Damon speaks up. "Who are you people."

"Well," Damon sighs, "this is Elena Gilbert, a descendent of Katherine's. And I'm Damon Salvatore. You."

xxxxxxx

"Are you sure that African violets are only used for protection." Stefan asks Bonnie as he looks at the solution.

"I thought so." Bonnie runs a hand through her brown hair. "That's what Grams' books say."

"Well maybe we should look into it more." Stefan sighs. "Something sent Damon and Elena somewhere and we need to figure out where-"

"Or when."

"What?" Stefan asks when Bonnie interrupts him.

"You can never be too sure." She explains. "Non-properly used magic can be very unpredictable, Stefan. Any things possible right now."

"Okay," Stefan agrees, "your right. I think we should just start scouring books and the Internet and try to find anything we can on African violets an anything else that you put in that solution."

"Well there was, Wormwood, Acacia, and another that I forget the name of." Bonnie remembers.

"Well, let's get to work then."