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"You know what is really interesting?"

The sound of his boots reverberated off of the hardwood floors and his ring tapped continuously on the glass that held a mixture of brandy and blood. Damon didn't turn around to face Stefan's approaching figure. He didn't give a damn about what his broody brother found interesting either. All he wanted to do was sit and continue to read his book in silence.

Instead he stuck his finger in his mouth and rubbed his gums right above his canines. Recently they began throbbing and rubbing them pacified his need to bite down on something juicy, sweet and red.

He really wanted a blood fresh from the tap. Sh*t.

He slammed his book shut and sat it on the nearby end table. Exhaling sharply he removed his finger and ran his tongue along the tip of his protruding fang and sucked his teeth.

Stefan continued to walk past him and thrust a piece of paper onto his chest.

"What is this Steffy, you find a love letter in Elena's pocket?" He quipped and snatched the scrap of paper pinned between his chest and Stefan's fingers and glanced at it. His crystalline eyes rolling as Stefan scratched his head and flicked him off as he did so.

"If you actually paid attention in school and learned to read Damon, you would see that is an address. That," He pointed to the paper in Damon's hand, "is the address to a coven that has taken up residence in Mystic Falls."

"Coven? Think they are here for Klaus?" Damon read the address again imprinting it into his memory before ripping it to shreds at vampire speed.

"I don't know but I intend to find out. Pretty sure Klaus is aware that they are here. Either way we have to find out why they are here."

Damon stood up from the chair he was relaxing in and rolled his neck, popping the tendons and joints. What kind of connections does his brother have and how reliable are they?He raised an eyebrow at his brother and jutted his chin at him.

"Look at you with connections." He smirked. Stefan crossed his arms across his chest and returned the gesture.

"Are they reliable? I'd hate to find them and rip their throat out if they put someone in danger because of some half-assed sh*tty info."

His voice was thick with venom, not a trace of laughter could be heard. When it comes to Bonnie, Damon doesn't hesitate to put boots to asses and fangs to flesh.

With empty glass in hand, Stefan waved his brother off. He made sure his informant was giving him reliable information. His preferred methods weren't something animal blood Stefan would have used. The new Stefan was more in tuned with his inner beast, the ripper. His 'eyes and ears' of the town knew better than to bring him half assed, f*cked up info.

Their very lives depended on it after all.

"My people," He winked at Damon before continuing, "knows how real it can get if they f*ck up." Stefan picked up the blood bag that was propped up against the crystal decanter and squeezed the remaining of the contents into his glass with a splash of dark liquor. He dipped his finger and swirled it around, licking the mixture off of the digit.

"We need to meet on this and come up with a plan fast." He said his eyes never moving from the preparation of his favorite cocktail. We need Bonnie to get in and see what she can find out.

A downside is that this coven may not want to bring the Bennett witch who was bonded with a Salvatore vamp into their sacred circle. Then again, they may want the infamously known Bennett witch to help strengthen their coven.

Damon sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his tongue around his gums. He had to go bite something now!

"I'll get with Bonnie. I don't give a sh*t about the rest of them so you deal with that lil homie." Turning heel and toe Damon grabbed his leather jacket off the coat hook and headed out for a bite to eat.

Blood bags fresh from the hospital count, right?


"He bugged you to ask me didn't he?" Bonnie asked as she dipped her fry into the pool of ketchup on the plate. Greasy goodness.

"Begged is more like it. He did that pouty thing again." Elena clarified, laughing bumping shoulders with her.

Caroline rolled her eyes and ran her tongue over her gums surprised at how soothing it felt.

Bonnie looked at her wryly and Elena giggled. Damon and Caroline acted like little kids when they are around each other but instead of pulling hair and sticking out tongues they flicked each other off and cursed each other out.

Since Bonnie began dating him, Caroline has really tried to be nicer to him.

Still a work in progress.

"Bon, I'd hate to admit it but when Damon's mind gets to working…he's usually on to something. C'mon tell us what's going on girl?" Caroline pointedly asked her bestie.

"Nothing," Bonnie flicked her eyes over to Elena who looked at her with nothing but concern written over her face. As much as she would love to confide in Elena about this she just couldn't. People can read her ass like a book.

No way in the world was she telling her this.

Green eyes then flickered over to sky blue eyes and quickly away then. There was something about looking into the eyes of a vampire that was eerily soul and mind invading.

That is if you were lying.

Being a witch she couldn't be manipulated by compulsion but she was still sh*t out of luck because of this little thing of having a best friend that has practically known you your whole life and was now a vampire with said eerie eyes.

"I admit I haven't been sleeping but I just think that…mentally I'm adjusting to the peace that we have been having. " Part truth. Not bad, she mused to herself.

Elena nodded her head to the side in agreement and sipped on her lemon-lime soda and Caroline quirked her lips into a smirk and before joining Elena. Bonnie knew she was going to have to talk about it very soon with the Blonde baby vamp.

"I keep expecting the proverbial bomb to drop," Elena admitted swirling some of the fries in the ketchup, sopping them up real good before consuming them.

"I didn't want to say it out loud in fear of jinxing us. However," Elena rolled her eyes at her earning a smile from Caroline as she continued, "I am going to suggest we enjoy this time as much as we can. Every second of it! So we should go to the movies tonight. Dwayne Johnson is in that new movie and his chest is going to do that thing that makes me horny baby." She says in her worst impression ever of Austin Powers.

Bonnie gives her a horrified expression when she said it and all three of them busted out in hysterical fits of laughter.

"What the hell was that?" Bonnie asked her between gulps of air and hiccups.

"Austin Powers, come on that wasn't that bad!" Caroline replied wiping tears from her cheeks.
"Uhhh did youhear you?" Elena giving her a look that asked 'really' before laughing at her all over again.

Bonnie's phone began ringing and vibrating in her purse and reactively she grabbed it and looked at the caller ID. Her breath hitched in her throat as she motioned that she will be back. Walking away from her table and the noise of the Grille she tucked herself into a corner with her back turned away from anyone who would walk by, noticing and interrupting her.

Her reaction to the phone call has already made her friends suspicious of her behavior of simply answering a phone call and wanting so much privacy but she would worry about that later.

There are more pressing issues that she considered way more important than a pair of warm brown and sky blue eyes giving her curious stares.

Several pairs of shuffling footsteps approached and retreated peaking her curiosity she turned her head only to find that it was patrons entering and exiting the restrooms a few feet away.

"Hey thanks for calling me back."

Comfort rolled through their familial and magical bond strengthening her in ways that only witches could relate to.

"Yeah well don't sound surprised. You know I'm here when you need me. How's everything going?"

Lucy responded flicking her lighter at the end of her cigarette in frustration. Irritated because it finally tapped out and she forgot to buy another, the witch snapped her fingers and created her own flame lighting the cigarette on her own.

"Um it's going. All is well here, no impending doom as of yet." Bonnie replied and began chewing on the tip of her thumbnail.

"Girl please, you know what I mean. The dreams! Are you still having them? "Lucy pressed and dragged on her cigarette, flipping through some pages of her grimoire.

"Yes," She sighed in reply. She listened as pages were flipped and books slammed shut. Her brows furrowed together in wonderment at what her cousin was doing. Maybe a kick ass spell to tell the powers that be to back off.

Lucy began mumbling to herself as she searched through her books. Pushing books away that didn't hold the possible solution, pulling books to see if they held the contents that she hoped would help her cousin out.

"Ah, found it! Bonnie, I may have a solution to your problem or at the very least a lead. Remember when I came down and we practiced our magic together? I explained to you how covens worked, how witches and warlocks join them to strengthen their magic?"

"Yeah I do. You think we start our own coven?" Bonnie asked confusingly. The hell were we going to find other witches and warlocks at?

"Girl no, joinone. There is one right there in Mystic Falls." Bonnie almost dropped the phone but quickly recovered holding it to her ear in one hand and cupping her hand over the microphone.

"What?" She hissed in surprise. How long has this coven been here?"

Dread crept up from the bottom of her belly and into her chest. There was no way she could stop her heart from beating so loud and furiously. She wouldn't be surprised if Caroline came rushing over ready to kick ass.

"Whoa calm down Bonnie! I got an invite two days ago. I don't know much except that they sent me an invitation. I mean who sends invitations to covens? Sounds like a sorority," She snorted and traced the calligraphy script with her middle finger. She could feel the magic in the paper. Holy shit, she thought to herself.

Bonnie's mind was running a million thoughts per minute. Where the f*ck were they? What did they want? Could they help?

"Bonnie!" Lucy yelled at her, startling her from her thoughts.

"Y...y…yeah," She stuttered and squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn't focus on the conversation. She pressed the phone to her ear and stuck her finger in her other to help her drown out everything in the background as if she was surrounded by blaring music.

"I said I'm coming down for another visit and will be there in several days. I'll call you to let you know the flight details and all of that and then we can check out this coven." Pregnant pause. "Are you going to be ok until then?"

"I'll be fine. I'll talk to you soon." She quickly ended the call and drummed her finger tips to her lips processing the fact that there was a coven in Mystic Falls.

She just couldn't shake the fact that this place was like level one of infinity in hell and that no matter that freaky, supernatural sh*t was just drawn here.

Sometimes, she wished the town would evacuate and an A-bomb would obliterate this town off the map.


Ok so this is a little long but ONLY because the last one was so short. There is no Bamon action *cries for all of us* I will make up for it soon. Been sick with the flu...MANY THANKS to all of you fine ass people for reading, favoriting, alerting. Yeaaaah baby (in my Austin Powers voice) lol. Do what it do guys ;)