Caroline woke up with a start an hour later. She sat up in the strange bed and looked around the darkened room in confusion. For a moment, Caroline couldn't remember where she was or what happened. However, she quickly realized that this was Damon's room. The blond-haired vampire threw the blanket off her body and jumped out of the bed as if bitten by a snake. She shuddered in disgust at the mere idea that she had been in Damon's bed for any length of time. Caroline couldn't think of a reason why she would even be in his bedroom.

Suddenly, Caroline's memories came rushing back to her in a flood. She had been in Damon's room watching Bonnie. The last thing that she remembered was hugging the shorter the girl after she finished dressing. Caroline thought she had really gotten through to her friend. Caroline realized then that Bonnie must have snapped her neck while they were hugging. Her mind immediately went to their human friends in the boarding house. She shuddered to think what a bloodthirsty baby vampire would do without anyone to stop her. Caroline ripped the bedroom door open and raced downstairs in search of her friends. She gasped out, "Where's Bonnie?"

Everyone gathered in the living room looked at Caroline with various levels of shock. Their argument stopped abruptly at the mention of Bonnie. The newly made vampire had been the topic of discussion. No one was comfortable with Damon taking responsibility for Bonnie for a variety of fairly valid reasons.

Elena ran over to her friend because of the stricken expression on her face. "What's wrong Caroline? What's wrong with Bonnie?"

Jeremy huffed and quipped, "Other than the obvious?"

Damon glared at the teen. He was done defending his decision to save Bonnie. Did they expect him to leave the girl dying in the middle of the street? Maybe he would have done that when he first returned to Mystic Falls but not now. Damon and Bonnie were reluctant friends. Moreover, she was integral to defeating Klaus. Everyone else had been decidedly useless on that front. Even Stefan's bright idea of stealing Klaus' coffins had only widened the target on their backs.

"She's gone!" Caroline screeched. "We were hugging one moment and the next I was waking up in Damon's bed. No one has seen her?"

Damon straightened up from his casual lean against the fireplace. "You had one job, Blondie!"

Caroline glared at him. "I wasn't expecting Bonnie to snap my neck! She's...she's not herself right now, Damon. Maybe she hasn't been herself for a while."

She couldn't stop thinking about how depressed Bonnie must have been to welcome death. It scared Caroline more than she could explain. She wanted to share the information with someone but it felt like a violation of Bonnie's trust.

Jeremy's eyes narrowed in concern and he asked, "What does that mean?"

Matt said, "Arguing isn't going to help us find Bonnie. She couldn't have left the house. We would have all heard her."

Tyler nodded in agreement. "I would have smelled her. She must still be upstairs."

The doppelganger said, "We should go search for her. She's probably freaking out right now."

Caroline nodded in agreement. She bit her lip and decided it was best to come clean. Their friends needed to know the state of mind Bonnie might be in now. "Bon was so upset earlier. She told me that she wanted to die but that Miss Sheila sent her back. I've never seen Bonnie like that before."

Matt looked heartbroken by Caroline's confession. It seemed that he and Bonnie were in the same boat. Losing Vicki again had been almost too much for him to bear. When she was forced back onto the Other Side, there was part of Matt that wanted to follow. Of course that wasn't an option for him because he was human. If Matt died he wouldn't be reunited with his sister. He didn't know where he might end up.

Damon rolled his eyes at the Scooby Doo Gang. "Did you happen to notice if any of the windows in my bedroom were open, Blondie?"

She stopped and thought about it. "Yes, but I don't see why that…" Caroline's eyes widened. "No. Bonnie wouldn't jump out of a window. Would she?"

Damon glared at Caroline because he didn't have anyone else to blame. He should have watched Bonnie himself. He snapped, "She's a hungry vampire with an attitude problem. What do you think?"

Caroline said, "Then she's on foot and we'll find her. She can't use her speed for very long since she hasn't had very much blood."

The older vampire sighed heavily. He shouldn't have trusted Stefan. His annoying brother had surrendered too easily. Stefan had been a persistent pain in his ass since losing his humanity. "I am pretty sure that our little Bon-Bon isn't on foot. Stefan left earlier. I would bet my last bottle of bourbon that he picked her up."

Ric groaned. "Just to recap we have your ripper inclined humanity-less brother on the loose with a very hungry very impressionable newborn vampire…"

"Don't forget angry. Bonnie was angry, too. She snapped my neck," Caroline added.

Damon nodded. "That about sums it up."

Matt grabbed his coat. "We've got to fan out and find the two of them before they literally paint the town red."

The raven haired vampire rolled his eyes. "Maybe all of you are willing to drive around Mystic Falls looking for Butch and the Sundance kid but I'm not."

Elena looked at him with disappointment. "Innocent people could get hurt, Damon. Stefan and Bonnie will never forgive themselves once they're back to normal. We have to do something."

"I didn't say that we shouldn't do anything. I said that I wasn't about to drive aimlessly around Mystic Falls looking for them. If Sheila wants to me look after her granddaughter then she is going to have give me some help. I am going to go to the Old Witch House and see if anyone's home."

Ric said, "Uh, don't they hate you?"

"Yep. But for some reason they thought it was a good idea to leave Bonnie in my care. They had to have known that she was going to go all fruit loops on us."

Elena said, "I just don't understand why Stefan would take off with Bonnie."

Ric had a few ideas but remained silent.

Damon said, "You're with me, Blondie. Bonnie actually likes you and you aren't as easy to kill as the rest of the Scooby Doo Gang."

Jeremy pushed forward. "I am coming with you."

Damon picked the boy up by his shirt and dropped him onto the couch. "No. You are warm blood for her to drink. Besides, she still seemed pretty pissed about you cheating on her with Casper the Friendly Ghost."

Ric winced and said, "Damon is right, Jeremy. Maybe you should just sit this one out. Damon will find Bonnie."

Caroline followed Damon out of the house.

Elena rushed after them. "I'm coming with you."

The raven-haired vampire scowled at her. "Did you not hear what I just said to Little Gilbert? Bonnie snapped Caroline's neck to get what she wanted. She's not in her right mind right now. You can't count on your friendship with Bonnie to save your life. Stay here. I'll let you know if I find out anything."

"I just feel like I should be doing something."

"You are. You are going to stay here just in case Bonnie and my little bro come back," Damon replied. He walked into the garage and climbed into his car. "Come on, Blondie! So little time, so many innocent townspeople they could be eating by now."

Caroline gave Elena a sympathetic look and then raced off to join Damon.

He pealed out of the garage as soon as Caroline was in the car. He complained, "I try to do a good thing by saving Bonnie's life and it all goes pear shaped. This is why I don't do nice things."

"That's what I can't figure out. Why would you try to save Bonnie? The two of you aren't actually friends and you've never done a selfless thing in your life. If that wasn't weird enough, Miss Sheila's ghost tells Bonnie to stay with you. Of course Bonnie does the exact opposite because she's angry. She wanted to stay dead with Miss Sheila but she made her come back to us."

Damon rolled his eyes as he finally figured out some of what was happening with Bonnie. Sheila's intentions might have been good but it felt like rejection to the girl. The one person that Bonnie thought loved her made her leave. This was more than a witch going off the rails after being turned into a vampire. Bonnie was an even bigger wild card than he initially thought. He really wasn't equipped to handle all of this.

Caroline looked over at the harried expression on Damon's face. She tried to think of encouraging words but the two of them just didn't get along. However, Caroline felt that she needed to do something because Bonnie needed him. "If Miss Sheila trusts you to take care of Bonnie, then I trust you, too. You can do this, Damon."

He raised an eyebrow at the girl and huffed out a laugh. "You suck at pep talks, Blondie. I would have thought that you would be better at that considering you are a cheerleader."

She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "It's not like you are giving me very much to work with."

He snorted and relaxed marginally. Damon sped along the snow-covered roads. Fortunately, the roads were deserted so it didn't matter if he swerved a bit when taking curves.

Damon parked near the road when they arrived at the old house. He searched his glove compartment for a map. Then he climbed out of the car and said, "Let's go."

Caroline trekked through the snow with Damon. She hoped that they could find Bonnie and Stefan before the weather got any worse.

The walls of the house began to rattle when Damon walked inside. He growled. "Look! I know that you don't want me here but you'd better get over it if you want me to stop your great-great-grandwitch from massacring the entire town."

The house started shifting beneath their feet and the wind whipped around them violently.

Caroline grabbed onto Damon's arm to steady herself. "Miss Sheila! Are you here? Bonnie is in real trouble! She's with Stefan and he doesn't have his humanity on right now."

"They won't just stop with Mystic Falls. You know what my brother did in Chicago. That vampire is currently teaching your little witch what it means to be a vampire. I think that we can all agree that I am the lesser of two evils in this situation," Damon yelled to be heard over the noise.

The house stilled once more and an ethereal white light appeared out of thin air. Sheila Bennett stood before them. "How could you let this happen, Damon Salvatore? I told Bonnie to stay with you. I told her that you would keep her safe. Instead you let your unhinged brother run off with my grandbaby."

Damon rolled his eyes. "Hey. She snapped Blondie's neck and jumped out of a second story window. Let's just say that your precious little grandwitch was very motivated. She was mostly motivated by the fact that you rejected her."

Sheila's features hardened. "Watch your mouth, Salvatore. I didn't reject Bonnie. I just told her that she still had a life to live. It wasn't time for her to join me yet. Perhaps she wouldn't have taken it so poorly if you were honest with her. She might not feel so lonely if she knew how you felt."

"What does that even mean?" he snapped in frustration.

"Why do you keep showing up in my granddaughter's bedroom at night?" she asked bluntly.

Caroline's jaw dropped. "What?"

Damon said, "I just wanted to make sure that Klaus didn't kill her. Fat lot of good that did me after tonight."

Sheila laughed. "I would have thought that you would be a better liar after living for so long."

He ground out, "Are you going to help us? If not I will have to start searching for the trail of bodies they are leaving around town."

She motioned for the map under his arm. "Spread it out on the floor and put a few drops of your blood on it. I will track your brother. Hopefully, they are still together."

Caroline said, "They're probably together. Bonnie seemed to be uh…interested in Stefan."

Damon spread the map out on the ground and said, "She was only trying to get more blood after I told her she couldn't have more."

The blonde haired vampire huffed. "Yeah. You keep telling yourself that."

He slowed and considered if Caroline could be right.

Sheila smirked knowingly. "Table your jealousy until after you find my granddaughter."

Damon bit into his wrist and allowed his blood to drip onto the map."

The house began to shake again and the drops of blood started moving to a single point on the map.

Caroline crouched down to get a closer look. She took out her phone and shined a light on the map. "That's my street. Why would they be on my street?"

Damon grabbed the map and said, "We're going to find out, Blondie. Go call the rest of the Scooby Doo Gang."

"We're going to bring Bonnie home safely, Miss Sheila."

"Thank you, Caroline." She waited until Caroline was out of the house. "Bonnie is going to need your help to exile Klaus. She needs you. So pull it together and deal with your feelings for Bonnie. You wouldn't be my first pick for my granddaughter but the two of you are fated just as the doppelgangers are fated. I had hoped that Bonnie had escaped the curse but her powers have grown exponentially since my death."

Damon stared at her in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

She said, "I will tell you the same thing that I told Bonnie. You need to find Dr. Jo Laughlin. She is a doctor at the hospital in McKinley. She can explain everything. Now you have to go."

He grumbled and stormed out of the house. "This is why I hate witches."

Caroline was already in the car by the time that Damon walked outside. She said, "Ric and Tyler are going to meet us over there just in case we need help."

Damon climbed into the car and sped away from the old witch house. "Great."

The drive was blissfully quiet for a few minutes. Finally, Caroline couldn't help herself. "Why have you been stalking Bonnie?"

He gritted out, "I have not been stalking Bonnie. I was just making sure that she was safe. We're screwed if we don't have a witch to help us defeat Klaus."

"Miss Sheila…."

He cut her off. "Miss Sheila is a nosey old witch with nothing better to do than spy on her granddaughter. I think she's the creepy one out of the two of us."

Caroline shook her head. "Nope. It's still you by a mile. I mean she is just watching over Bonnie. Who knows what you are doing while you watch Bonnie sleep?"

"Do you want your neck snapped for the second time tonight?" he threatened.

She gave him a scathing look but wisely kept her mouth closed.

Damon stopped when he spotted Stefan's vintage Mustang. However, his eyes quickly moved to the car parked in front of it. The windshield was smashed and Damon could see streaks of blood.

Caroline clapped a hand over her mouth and gasped. "That's the car the hit Bonnie? But…but this is Mr. Thompson's house."

"Who is Mr. Thompson?" asked Damon as he climbed out of the car.

"He's a math teacher and the wrestling coach at the high school." Caroline climbed out of the car and followed him up to the house. "How are we supposed to get into the house?"

"Thompson is dead by now which means there is no longer a human owner." To prove his point Damon twisted the door knob until it broke. He pushed the door open and walked into the house with no interference. Damon heard music as soon as he opened the door.

The living room looked as if it had been ransacked. There was smashed furniture and body sized holes in the walls. He followed the heavy scent of blood until he reached the den. The room looked like a horror show. Coach Thompson and another man had been drained, ripped, apart and lovingly reassembled. Their corpses were posed on a couch. A third male body was on the ground. However, he had his heart ripped out and the grayish discoloration identified him as a vampire or a hybrid.

However, the most unnerving scene was perhaps the blood soaked couple lounging on the other couch across the room. Stefan was sprawled out on the couch shirtless and with his jeans undone. He was carding his fingers through Bonnie's wavy hair.

Bonnie was dressed in only an unbuttoned dress shirt and she was resting her head on Stefan's lap. It looked as if she had fallen asleep. There were several empty liquor bottles cluttering the floor.

Caroline gasped quietly as she looked at the dead bodies.

Stefan said, "Good of you to join us, brother."

Damon walked further into the room and tried to ignore the jealousy welling up inside of him. What did he care what the judgy little witch and his brother got up to in their spare time?

Before Damon could even open his mouth he heard a car door closing outside. He looked at Caroline. "Go stall them."

Caroline ran to the front door to delay their friends.

He said, "You've had your fun now, Brother. The man that killed Bonnie is dead now. I am assuming the dead vampire probably compelled him to do it. I'm not sure who that poor schmuck is but the point is…this needs to stop. You don't want to turn Bonnie into a ripper. You don't want her carrying around that guilt like you do."

Stefan chuckled. "I don't know about that she saw the artistry in reassembling the bodies. Bonnie even enjoyed helping me rip them apart."

Damon's fists clenched at his side.

He laughed. "Relax, brother. Bonnie isn't going to become a ripper. She only enjoyed ripping Thompson apart. I figured it was only fair since he did kill her."

Suddenly, Elena burst into the room and let out a scream. "Oh my God."

Damon groaned. Caroline was really doing a terrible job tonight.

The commotion managed to rouse Bonnie from her nap. She groaned and sat up. "Can't a vamp get a little beauty sleep around here?"

Her shirt fell open to reveal her naked blood-covered body. Bonnie appeared completely unperturbed by her state of undress.

Elena whispered, "What did you do, Bon?"

Damon couldn't tell if Elena was talking about the killing or the pretty obvious fact that Bonnie and Stefan had sex.

"I was hungry," she replied with a shrug. Bonnie casually buttoned the dress shirt she had stolen from Stefan.

Stefan chuckled evilly and pulled Bonnie into a dirty kiss.

Bonnie moaned against lips uncaring on their audience.

Elena let out a disgusted noise. "Damon, do something!"

However, Damon didn't hear a word that she said. His blood was boiling as he watched his brother practically maul Bonnie in front of them. If he wasn't sure before, he knew now that Stefan was trying to get under his skin. He was using Bonnie to do it. Damon would make him regret that.