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Flashbacks

Chapter 1 - The Spell

Bonnie entered the room, carrying with her the Grimoire that had been passed down through the generations of her family. Damon, Stefan and Elena waited patiently as she set the heavy book down on the table and started flipping through the pages, searching for the spell she wanted to cast.

• I think - She started, putting an emphasis on think - This will solve our ghosts problem.

Mystic Falls had received several visits from the other side over the past few days and each time a ghost made contact with a human or vampire the link got stronger for the others. But the main problem was that the spirits were able to establish physical contact with this plane of existence, which had already endangered the lives of many people, being Damon one of them.

• It will throw them back to the dimension the belong in, but it won't seal the portal, so I will have to cast another spell afterwards.

She closed her eyes and all the candles that we had placed in the room at her request lit up. Her voice no more than a whisper, she said the enchantment. A soft breeze entered through the open window, almost blowing out the fire. Everyone could feel the magic in the air, playing with them, flying around as if daring them to try and tame it. Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. Bonnie collapsed on the floor, exhausted from casting the spell. Elena jumped up and hurried to help her friend. It didn't matter whether the witch felt up to it or not, the other spell had to be done, otherwise their problem would never be solved, and they all knew it.

• Come on, Bonnie - Elena whispered softly to the other girl - You have to finish what you started.

Bonnie nodded, getting up weakly. She took a shaky breath and continued to chant, though her voice broke up every once in a while. This time the wind came in with the strength of a hurricane, knowing down all pieces of furniture in the old house. Elena clung herself to Stefan, trying to keep from being thrown against the wall. The two vampires had their hands firmly gripping the floor boards as a desperate attempt to resist being dragged by the wind. The only one who seemed to be unaffected was Bonnie, who still had her legs crossed and her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening, as she kept on saying the spell. Time seemed to slow down as everyone but the witch fought for their lives. They could feel their strength draining away and their grips getting weaker. The whole building was starting to tear apart. Wooden straps flew dangerously close to the Salvatore brothers, almost hitting them more than once. The wind finally got the best of Stefan and he was forced to let go, shielding his girlfriend with his body. Just as he was about to hit the wall, Bonnie finished the chant. Dizzy and tired, they allowed their bodies to relax before opening their eyes. When they did, they saw that Damon was gone.