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Bonnie tried to keep herself awake. She stood up all night studying. She has been doing a lot of studying lately. She had some catching up since she missed a bit while she was precoccupied with dealing with all of this witch madness. After finding out about vampires and being bit by Damon she decided to be totally deciated to catching up with her studies. The problem was she wasn't that far behind. She was fully caught up now and she still needed the distraction, from the sleep. Her small light was on her desk as she stared at her text book. She had to have some other excuse to not lay her head on her pillow. Everytime she went to sleep she dreamed of Damon. She dreamed of him attacking her. She dreamed of pinning him against the tree. She dreamed of being surrounded by fire. Her head was filled with horrible nightmarish images of Emily and Damon and vampires and a dark and scary world. She hated this, feeling like a little kid afraid to go asleep, afraid the boogie man was going to get her, afraid Damon would attack her again at any moment.

Bonnie drank her coffee trying to stay awake she tried reading random books and tried to think of anything to do to make the night mares go away to delay that dreadful sleep. As she tried to read the riveting exciting book her eyes became heavy the room came fuzzy and she tried to fight it as hard as she could muster but sleep over came her.

Bonnie woke up in a carriage on during the night. She was wearing a bonnet and old fashioned clothes and she realized she was seeing through Emily's eyes. She was Emily. She sat next to Elena wearing a fancy poofy dress and she said, "Emily you know what to do."

She looked at her with a bright glimmer in her eye. She may have looked like Elena but her whole demeaner was different. She was smug she hardly ever saw Elena smug. Bonnie didn't have any control of what she did as Emily. It was like she was observing her while being her. It was a really strange feeling.

Emily nodded her head in compliance and she said, "Yes Katherine."

Emily then watched as Katherine went to the Founders party and as she was escorted by Stefan. Emily then stayed in the carraige and told the rider to go around the back. They rode around the back and they stopped. Emily opened the door to see Damon waiting out there. She then said, "Damon, She'll be with you shortly. Why don't you stay here, wait here with me."

Damon smirked and said, "So what you're here to baby sit me while she parades Stefan around like the brother who won."

"I do as I'm told."

"Really?" Damon said unbeleiving.

"Actually, no. Damon, I'm not sure you know what you're getting your self into."

"And what have an affair with my brother's... he'll get over it."

"It's little more complicated then brother rivalry." Emily said firmly.

"What then?" Damon asked.

"Death." Emily said.

"Would you die for Katherine? Damon."

Damon looked at Emily scared he pressed his lips together said, "Yes, I would."

"Well, I guess there's nothing to worry about then. Just know this. At least for you it will be real." Then she took a small purple flower out of her hair and she handed it to him.

"I'd take this if I were you."

"What is it?"

"She can't make you do anything you don't want to do as long as you have that near you." Emily said seriously.

Damon smirked at her curiously. "I don't understand."

"You will."

Bonnie woke up bewildered, wondering why this dream was so much different then the rest. And was this real? Was this a vision of the past? And why did this Katherine look just like Elena? And what was going on with Emily and Damon? Why did Emily care if it what ever he shared with Katherine was real for Damon? Bonnie shook it off as she went in the bath room and sprayed water on her face. She didn't need this, she didn't need to be sucked into Emily's world and her ancestors strange supernatural past. She was done with that. She couldn't think about it. The last time she was pulled into Emily's world she ended up lying on the ground with Damons fangs deep in her neck struggling for breath. She could never be that helpless again. She would not let this madness take over her life. She had to find control of her powers and her dreams. She was off to see her grams. If anyone could help her find control it owuld be her grams.