"A witch? Doesn't surprise me." Damon said, in response to Elena telling him about Bonnie. "The Bennett witches have been around longer than I have. Back in 1864, I knew one of them, her name was Emily. She was a friend of Katherine's."

"Don't witches, like, hate vampires?" Elena asked.

"Well, yes. But we can learn to cope with each other."

"Oh. Well that's good, because you, Bonnie, and I are having dinner together tonight." She said quickly. She had no idea what Damon's reaction was going to be.

"Tonight won't work."Elena's face dropped, and she opened her mouth, about to say something. Before she could say anything, Damon reminded her, "Have you forgotten about Vicki?" Oh. She had forgotten.

"Please Damon? It was hard for me to get Bonnie to agree to this, she might back out if we don't do it now!"

"Why does it matter so much that we have a dinner?" Damon knew the answer to the question right after the words came out of his mouth. Elena wanted all of her friends to like each other.

"Because you and her don't seem to like each other very much, and we need to change that! I would invite Caroline, but she likes you a little too much."

"Jealous, are we?" Damon kiddedas he put his arm around her shoulder. "I guess we can do the dinner tonight." He kissed the top of her head and strolled off into the other room. Elena took out her phone and called Bonnie.

"Hello?" Bonnie answered.

"Hey Bonnie!" Elena replied enthusiastically.

"So, why did you call, Elena?" Bonnie asked.

"We're having dinner with Damon tonight."

"No."

"You agreed to it! You said if I didn't tell Damon then..." She stopped talking. She had told Damon.

"You told Damon, that broke our agreement." Bonnie said calmly.

"But..." Elena tried to think of a reason to keep the dinner. "You said he knew anyway! So I didn't even really have to tell him!"

"Elena, you still told him."

"After you said I could!"

"Fine. I'll do the dinner. I'm only agreeing to this because I know you'll find a way to convince me anyway." Elena always won the arguments. "But it will be at your house, not his."

"Okay awesome! Bye Bonnie, see you soon!" Without bothering to wait for Bonnie to say goodbye, or to give her a time, she hung up before Bonnie could change her mind.

Dear Journal,

It seems it's going to be tougher than I thought to get Vicki under control. She won't drink the animal blood. She's very stubborn. I've got her locked in the basement cellar, it's the only place I can keep her without taking away the safety of others. She doesn't listen to me when I tell her to stay away from the vervain. When I first put her down there, she was so angry that she tried to rip the vervain out. He hands burned so badly that I ended up giving her a human blood bag to ease the pain. She quit the yelling. She yelled up to me all the time for the first few nights. I'm trying to teach her to get used to animals, but it's hard because she can't go outside. I should find a witch to make her a daylight ring. Maybe the Bennets still have some witch blood in them...

- S

Elena had all the plates set on the dining room table. She didn't know why she's set it out, since they were ordering pizza anyway, but she felt like she should. Damon was already here, he had just convinced - not compelled - Jeremy to go to a friend's house. Elena watched him pull out as she saw Bonnie's car pull in. As Bonnie walked toward the house, Elena shot Damon a look. Not a mean look, just one that said "be nice or I'll kill you." Bonnie rang the doorbell and Elena shouted for her to come in.

"Hey Elena!" Bonnie said, stepping in with a smile. "Damon." She nodded in his direction. "What's for dinner?"

"Pizza is on it's way." Maybe this would be a better night than she had thought. As long as no one spoke about vampires, witches, or anything of the supernatural sort, everything would be fine. It would save things from getting too awkward.

Just then, Damon decied to speak up. He said exactly what Elena had hoped he wouldn't. "So, you're a witch."

To be continued...