"No! I will not go there!" screamed Bonnie.
"Then you don't have to. Damon and Stefan can." Elena said.
"Besides what if the police came and saw me there in Matt's house."
"We need the blood and hair samples, don't we? To do a summoning spell." Elena reminded her.
"Well…. this spell wouldn't be like the one I used to pull Stefan back to Fells Church before. The last thing I want to do is pull this lady back here to Roanoke, Virginia. I'd just do a spell to see who she is."
"How do you do it?" Stefan inquired. "Don't you still need hair and blood?"
Bonnie cringed. "Yeah. We do." Then her voice became little, like a small child's.
"But I'm not going!"
"Relax. I said you didn't need to." Elena said. She looked at Damon who simply shrugged.
"I'll go. Damon you don't need to come." Stefan told his brother.
Damon threw Stefan a wolfish grin. "Shouldn't I though? Someone needs to protect you. Brother's should be close, as I've said in the past."
Stefan, who was leaning against the furnished oak mantle, sighed irritateddly and jabbed the flaming logs in the fireplace with the poker. "Fine. Do as you please."
Elena stood up. She was restless and began to pace the living room. Her feet were noiseless on the glossy wood floor.
"Oh will you please sit down. You're going to make me sea sick, my dear." Damon said.
Elena stopped; giving him a funny look and then threw her hands up. "I'm sorry. It's just we don't even know where to start. Bonnie is the only one who knows the spell." She threw her friend a pointed look.
Bonnie made a face and settled farther back into the black leather couch. It seemed to Elena, Bonnie thought if she sat farther back, maybe she'd disappear.
Elena swung her eyes to Damon in desperation and then to Stefan who was still poking the logs; oblivious.
She put a hand to her head. "C'mon you guys! Bonnie, we need the spell and we need it soon. Stefan, quit the log poking! I don't think that's going to help us catch this person. And as for you Damon, please go with Stefan."
"I said I would."
Stefan finally turned from the fireplace. He studied the floor at his feet and then looked up to meet Elena's eyes. He nodded. "We'll go as soon as Bonnie finds the spell."
Bonnie was looking more and more frightened by the minute. "I don't want to do this you guys." Her brown eyes were welling with tears. "Think of what you'll find there…Blood and Matt and-" She moaned.
"Shh. Bonnie I thought you were better."
She swung her brown eyes on Elena and a droplet fell.
"Elena how can you think I'm better?!"
Elena swallowed. She'd pushed away her pain, covered it with rage. She hadn't even realized Bonnie wasn't as strong as her. Her friend was continuing headtedly.
"It's only been a few hours since I found out Matt died! I can't just push it aside! You should know how it feels to loose someone! You lost _both_ your parents. And Stefan you lost Elena _twice_! As for _you_--" Bonnie voice got louder as she turned her face to Damon. "--You lost your _mother_ as well if I recall! So don't even _think_ about telling me to calm down and forget he's dead!"
Bonnie got up and ran out of the room.
Damon's black eyes were wide and he looked enraged and for a brief moment Elena could have sworn she saw hurt, but that was covered up by the rage once more as he threw his fist down on the coffee table.
Stefan's eyes were lost again, pained, and the look he gave Elena was filled with something like disgust.
"Stefan! I didn't mean anything. I just meant--well I just thought she was better. When I came down she wasn't crying anymore and…." She let her sentence trail off weakly as he left to go after Bonnie.
"Damon-" She moved over to where he stood and placed her hand on his arm. "She shouldn't have said that. I know how much that must have bothered-"
Damon turned to her and replied heatedly, "_You_ don't know _anything_. She had no right to speak about my mother-"
"_Don't_ you take it out on me! You know I understand. You know I know how you feel so don't you ever tell me I don't know anything!" Elena shot back.
He moved his eyes to the coffee table again and didn't speak. Elena could tell he was sorry but he was in no mood to apologize.
She took a deep breath and then slowly let it out. Elena ran a hand though her hair and then wrapped her arms around him. She wasn't going to make him apologize, she knew what it felt like to loose a parent, and she'd lost both. She hadn't liked what Bonnie had said to her anymore than Damon liked what she'd said to him.
She kissed his dark head and then stepped back. *I'm going to find them. I'll be upstairs.* She sent him.
Quietly she walked out of the room in search of Bonnie and Stefan.
"Then you don't have to. Damon and Stefan can." Elena said.
"Besides what if the police came and saw me there in Matt's house."
"We need the blood and hair samples, don't we? To do a summoning spell." Elena reminded her.
"Well…. this spell wouldn't be like the one I used to pull Stefan back to Fells Church before. The last thing I want to do is pull this lady back here to Roanoke, Virginia. I'd just do a spell to see who she is."
"How do you do it?" Stefan inquired. "Don't you still need hair and blood?"
Bonnie cringed. "Yeah. We do." Then her voice became little, like a small child's.
"But I'm not going!"
"Relax. I said you didn't need to." Elena said. She looked at Damon who simply shrugged.
"I'll go. Damon you don't need to come." Stefan told his brother.
Damon threw Stefan a wolfish grin. "Shouldn't I though? Someone needs to protect you. Brother's should be close, as I've said in the past."
Stefan, who was leaning against the furnished oak mantle, sighed irritateddly and jabbed the flaming logs in the fireplace with the poker. "Fine. Do as you please."
Elena stood up. She was restless and began to pace the living room. Her feet were noiseless on the glossy wood floor.
"Oh will you please sit down. You're going to make me sea sick, my dear." Damon said.
Elena stopped; giving him a funny look and then threw her hands up. "I'm sorry. It's just we don't even know where to start. Bonnie is the only one who knows the spell." She threw her friend a pointed look.
Bonnie made a face and settled farther back into the black leather couch. It seemed to Elena, Bonnie thought if she sat farther back, maybe she'd disappear.
Elena swung her eyes to Damon in desperation and then to Stefan who was still poking the logs; oblivious.
She put a hand to her head. "C'mon you guys! Bonnie, we need the spell and we need it soon. Stefan, quit the log poking! I don't think that's going to help us catch this person. And as for you Damon, please go with Stefan."
"I said I would."
Stefan finally turned from the fireplace. He studied the floor at his feet and then looked up to meet Elena's eyes. He nodded. "We'll go as soon as Bonnie finds the spell."
Bonnie was looking more and more frightened by the minute. "I don't want to do this you guys." Her brown eyes were welling with tears. "Think of what you'll find there…Blood and Matt and-" She moaned.
"Shh. Bonnie I thought you were better."
She swung her brown eyes on Elena and a droplet fell.
"Elena how can you think I'm better?!"
Elena swallowed. She'd pushed away her pain, covered it with rage. She hadn't even realized Bonnie wasn't as strong as her. Her friend was continuing headtedly.
"It's only been a few hours since I found out Matt died! I can't just push it aside! You should know how it feels to loose someone! You lost _both_ your parents. And Stefan you lost Elena _twice_! As for _you_--" Bonnie voice got louder as she turned her face to Damon. "--You lost your _mother_ as well if I recall! So don't even _think_ about telling me to calm down and forget he's dead!"
Bonnie got up and ran out of the room.
Damon's black eyes were wide and he looked enraged and for a brief moment Elena could have sworn she saw hurt, but that was covered up by the rage once more as he threw his fist down on the coffee table.
Stefan's eyes were lost again, pained, and the look he gave Elena was filled with something like disgust.
"Stefan! I didn't mean anything. I just meant--well I just thought she was better. When I came down she wasn't crying anymore and…." She let her sentence trail off weakly as he left to go after Bonnie.
"Damon-" She moved over to where he stood and placed her hand on his arm. "She shouldn't have said that. I know how much that must have bothered-"
Damon turned to her and replied heatedly, "_You_ don't know _anything_. She had no right to speak about my mother-"
"_Don't_ you take it out on me! You know I understand. You know I know how you feel so don't you ever tell me I don't know anything!" Elena shot back.
He moved his eyes to the coffee table again and didn't speak. Elena could tell he was sorry but he was in no mood to apologize.
She took a deep breath and then slowly let it out. Elena ran a hand though her hair and then wrapped her arms around him. She wasn't going to make him apologize, she knew what it felt like to loose a parent, and she'd lost both. She hadn't liked what Bonnie had said to her anymore than Damon liked what she'd said to him.
She kissed his dark head and then stepped back. *I'm going to find them. I'll be upstairs.* She sent him.
Quietly she walked out of the room in search of Bonnie and Stefan.