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Well, Sheila let me inside her house. She just smiled and I entered. Being a wiitch I guess she just checked if I was a vampire or something. Well, I am in a human body which means I must be human. Or else Ghost in A Shell if you get the reference.

Anyways, I now asked Sheila for a pen and paper. In a town of vampires with supernatural hearing, it is always safe to be a little paranoid and take some precautions before you want to talk something very important. Sheila duly provided me with a pen and a notepad.

I wrote the following in the notepad:

"Professor Bennett, can you please put up a privacy spell? What I am going to tell you is something that I can't risk anyone else overhearing. Also I know you're a witch which I'll duly explain once you put up the privacy spell."

"As long as this sage burns, no one outside this house will hear a thing you say here" She informed me after lighting up a sage.

So, this was the burning sage for privacy spell. It did not look too different from a candle.

"So, is any one else other than you and me here in this living room?" I questioned her just to be sure.

"No. There's no one else" she assures me.

"What about people from the other side?" I am being paranoid but I have seen enough of TVD to know that if news of me being a peculiar person reaches the other side, I would have another target on my back. It is bad enough that I have to hide from Damon.

She contemplated for a minute then she said "No."

I decided to believe her as I was currently running out of time. Every second in this universe is an extra second of danger. Also from what I remember, Sheila Bennett was a reasonable person at least and one of the least selfish characters on the show. I am pinning all my hopes on her. If I did not take her help, then I'll need frigging Hope Mikaelson who wasn't even born at this point.

"So, first, I am not Logan Fell" I breathed out.

"Yeah. I figured. Logan didn't exactly give me too much respect during his time in Whitmore" Sheila replied with a smile.

Witches always have this intuition. I guess that explained the weird and suspicious look I got from her when I entered.

"Ok. This might sound weird. But I am actually not from this universe. And also I am from the future. That's how I know you're a witch." I remembered how Elena summarized our scenario in the Buffyverse to the scoobies and decided to use the same dialog for Sheila with little modifications.

Sheila was now flabbergasted. I am guessing the concept of another universe was not exactly a concept known to anyone at this point in this show. Now Sheila was almost catatonic. Great. Just exactly what I needed.

Now her face returned to showing a myriad of emotions from disbelief to disillusion to many other feelings that I couldn't place due to her constantly changing expression. Then finally she spoke.

"I have seen so many things in my life as a witch but not this. Multiversal travel and possession. This must be impossible. But if what you're saying is true, every second you stay here is dangerous for you and the entire multiverse." Well Sheila reiterated everything that I was thinking for all this time but at least she understands the seriousness of the situation.

She continued "So, I would request that you stay here in this house. I'll give you a room. If anyone asks, you're learning what it takes to become an occult lecturer from me.". She commanded me might have been the right word for it.

All I could do was nod. But I had to be truthful. "So Damon might be after me. Also the town council thinks that I am resting at Logan's home and would be visiting me there regularly. I need protection from Damon and will also have to fend off any suspicions from the town council. I promise to keep my interactions with other people to a minimum"

She had an incredulous look on her face but after some puppy eyes, a million pretty please and a lot of begging, she relented. She told me that she would do an injury protection spell for me. If I remembered correctly, Klaus used this with the help of a male witch when he was possessing Alaric. Also it turned out that she had some vervain as a gift from Zach Salvatore who I am guessing is dead at this point. She told me that she'll research on sending me back home at the earliest and call me soon.

I thanked her and came out of her house but noticed that I had no means of transport to go back to Fell's house. One most important issue was I did not know the way back to Logan's house. They never show the guy's home in the show. I drank a little bit from the vervain that Sheila gave me.

Then I did the most sensible thing that I could think of. I took my phone and I typed Jenna in the contact list. God, this primitive phones in 2009 were so irritating. Flipping and stuff was so hard. I am now wondering how did people survive without a smart phone at that time. Exactly when I was about to call Jenna, I felt someone choke my throat which pained like a bitch.

"Hello Logan!" Damon said that with his typical smirk and a devilish grin. I seriously should have listened to Sheila and stayed in her house. I know I have injury protection spell and stuff but I am not exactly sure how well it could protect me from Damon possibly killing me.

A/N: I know going out of Sheila's house was not exactly a great move. But hey, nobody's perfect. Next chapter is Damon chapter. Please stay tuned until the next update of a new chapter.