Bonnie isn't sure how much time has passed since Damon left. She paces anxiously while throwing wary glances at Elena everyone once and a while.

Elena is crouching in a far corner starring lifelessly at the cement wall. Bonnie had tried talking to her, but Elena wouldn't respond.

Bonnie crouches in front of Elena again.

"Elena" she says softly "Elena, please talk to me".

Elena continues to stare off in space.

Bonnie feels the pricks of tears threatening to over flow.

"Elena... Please" Bonnie begs.

Bonnie slumps down into a sitting position in front of Elena, placing her head in her hands.

"It's my fault" she hears a hoarse whisper.

Bonnie's head snaps up, Elena is still staring at the wall.

"What?" Bonnie ask hesitantly. She heard what Elena said, but she was hoping against hope that Elena would keep talking.

"It's my fault" she says again, but this time she looks at Bonnie.

"All of it" she says, her voice laced with sadness and guilt.

Bonnie shakes her head "No it's not".

"I'm the one who made you do the spell"

"I could have said no Elena, I'm the who cast the spell not you"

"You did say no Bonnie, more than once, but I wouldn't let it go. I just kept pushing, and pushing you into it... It's my fault".

Bonnie is about to argue again, but Elena continues "I-I broke the circle of salt".

Bonnie eyes widen at the admission. "You broke the salt circle?"

Elena nods vigorously, her tears begin streaming down her face. "I told you it was my fault".

Bonnie opens and shuts her mouth, trying to comprehend what she just heard. The circle of salt was the barrier protecting Elena and herself. Since it broke, it means anything could have gotten in.

"Do you remember the name of the spell?" Bonnie questions.

"N-no" says Elena between a sob. "You said it was a difficult one though".

Bonnie looks down as her mind races. She has no idea what spell it was, but one thing is for certain. Damon is connected to this somehow.

"We have to get out of here" she tells Elena. "I need to find the stupid spell book, maybe I can undo this whole mess".

"Can you fix him?" Elena asks so softly, Bonnie barely hears her. Apparently she thinks Damon was affected the spell as well.

"I don't know".

Caroline doesn't even remember attacking Jeremy. She remembers receiving an alarming call from Matt though.

Since both Caroline and Stefan hadn't been to Amoria's house they couldn't use their vampire speed to rush to her house. Reluctantly Caroline climbed into Alaric's car, with him driving, Jeremy in the front and Stefan beside her.

Alaric drove like a bat out of hell, but it still wasn't fast enough for Caroline. She had been constantly calling and texting Matt, receiving no reply.

"Is that it?" Caroline asked as she saw a small rickety house on a middle of an empty filled, with nothing but trees surrounding it.

"Yeah that's-" before Jeremy could finish his sentence Caroline was out of the car and vamping towards the house.

Bonnie freezes in place when she hears footsteps. The basement door swings open to reveal Damon. He saunters down the steps, grinning at Bonnie.

"Miss me?" He taunts, his black eyes glowing with intensity.

Bonnie scowls at him, not saying a word as she gets to her feet.

"Aww, don't be like that" he admonishes with a smirk.

He turns towards Elena, who has now made herself even smaller and has her head hidden beneath her arms.

He takes a step towards her, but Bonnie quickly grabs his arm.

"Leave her alone"

He quirks an eyebrow at her, his smirk leaving his face. His eyes flicker down to the hand holding him then back to her face. Before Bonnie can blink he has her pinned against the wall, their chests smashed together. He leans his head in "or what?" He asks his voice dangerously low. Bonnie doesn't respond, but she refuses to turn away from his intense gaze.

After a few long seconds his smirk returns "that's what I thought". Bonnie continues to glare at him as he pushes his body closers to hers.

Damon leans his head even closer to her, and Bonnie refuses to back down.

"Always so stubborn" he says out loud, and for a fleeting second Bonnie wonders if he's talking to her, or himself.

"Just leave her alone, please" she adds as an afterthought.

"Why?" He asks.

Bonnie continues to hold his dark gaze. "She's been though enough."

Damon's smirk widens, letting out a humourless laugh "Oh Bonnie, I haven't even begun".

He takes a step away from her, roaming his eyes down her body before extending his hand for hers. She doesn't move. He sighs dramatically before grabbing hold of her hand and yanking her to him.

"Relax Bonnie, I just want to give you the full tour".

There is blood. Everywhere. Caroline smelt it before she even set foot in the house, but since her friend was in there she thought she could control herself. After all, she needed to save him.

She didn't realize how /much/ blood it really was until she was inside. She was in such a hurry to save Matt, she didn't even think twice when she crossed the house threshold /without an invitation/.

The moment she is inside her senses become overwhelmed with the sight and smell of blood, causing her vampire instincts to take over. Everything goes dark.

Stefan smelt the blood at a further distance than Caroline had, He immediately stopped breathing.

"There's a lot of blood" he tells Alaric and Jeremy as they begin to pull into the long, county driveway. He clenches his jaw together as he feels his gums throb.-god he's so fucking hungry-

"You two go in, I'll wait out here"

"You're not coming in?" Jeremy asks in confusion.

"It wouldn't be safe" Stefan admits.

Alaric nods in understanding before getting out of the car. Jeremy hops out after him.

"Stay by the car. I'll round the house to see if it's safe to go in" he looks at Jeremy "wait for me" he stresses.

"But Matt,Amoria and now Caroline are in there!"

"I know, but if we don't go in there prepared, we don't come out at all".

Jeremy watches as Alaric disappears behind the old house. Tapping his foot impatiently he looks in the backseat to see Stefan hunched over, fist clenched.
He looks back at the house waiting for Alaric.

*BOOM*

He hears a loud thud from inside. Without a second thought he darts inside the house. His breath hitches as he runs into the living room and sees the dead body on the couch. Amoria's dead body. Her eyes are wide open, glazed and unseeing. She has large gashes in her chest, where a knife had been jammed in and then ripped out. Her once pristine couch is now ruined. Her blood had seeped into the cushions, and splattered the walls from the harsh thrust of each stab.

Jeremy swallows back the bile that threatens to overspill. He turns away from the body, his head is spinning, forcing him to grab hold of a nearby table to keep his balance.

He takes a deep breath but immediately regrets it as the stench of blood and death fills his lungs. After a few seconds he shakily takes a few steps away from the table. He doesn't get far before somebody lunges at him, knocking him over.

He stares up with wide eyes, he sees Caroline's face. Her eyes are red with black veins, her fangs are fully extended and blood Is smeared all over her face, before he feels a sharp pain in his neck. He screams out and begins to kick, trying to get her off him. His limbs become heavier and heavier until he can no longer move.

"Caroline, it's me. Caroline stop" he pleads with her.

But she is to far gone to stop, and he knows it. Jeremy's eyes start to blur black around the edges and he can no longer feel the pain or anything around him.

AN: Plot ideas, scenes and dialogue are always welcomed and encouraged. I will credit you for all and any ideas I use.