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One day when I look back and edit this properly I think I'm going to be upset about all my stupid grammar etc mistakes. Then I'll see all those reviews and I'll realize again that you guys loved the story anyway!

So here it is, as promised

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Bonnie stared at Tyler in shock. "You want what?"
"I want in? What? It's only fair since you just tried to steal my blood. Besides, I don't think you've got enough there."
"I have plenty."
"You're lying."
To say Bonnie was lost for words was an understatement. Here was Tyler Lockwood, jock meathead of her school, dormant werewolf and a descendant of the founding families saying he "wants in" on her spell. And he was completely serious.
"Why, WHY would you want in on this? If I were you I'd wanna stay away from all things mysterious and supernatural, seeing as word on the street is that you've rejected your werewolf gene, figuratively speaking." She fired back, trying anything to convince him of the stupidity of his request, even if he was right about her not having enough of his blood.
"OK so I think the fact that I've totally ignored not only the freaky fact that you know so much about me but also the fact that you're an undercover Sabrina."
"That's ridiculous." She countered, "Sabrina could never do what I plan to do."
"You know what I mean. What is it that you plan to do anyway?" He almost looked eager.
"I'm not telling you because you're not helping." With that, Bonnie turned around and began walking in the other direction.

But Tyler was determined to get his way that day since he grabbed her, gently but forcefully, by the elbow and turned her around.
"I'll give you access to all the old Lockwood diaries and secrets if you let me help out. Come on, you know our family kept secrets and all that stuff's bound to have some magic book in there or something." Bonnie regarded him for a minute. She did need someone there with her since the spell would take a lot out of her physically. She was still thinking about who that would be and had come up blank every time. At least Tyler was strong and he was willing to keep his mouth shut.

This was a bad idea.

"Fine. But if you so much as breath a word of this to anyone I will unleash all my fury on you. Got it?"
"YEAH! I mean yes, I understand." But he couldn't contain his excited. "Man this is gonna be so AWESOME! What kind of spell you casting anyway?" Bonnie turned around and motioned for him to follow.
"I'm going to raise the dead." At this Tyler stopped in his tracks.
"What?"

Elena walked into Jeremy's room just as he was getting ready to take off to wherever he went.
"Where you off to?" Jeremy looked up.
"Off to Alaric's. He's gonna teach me some techniques?"
"I hope that's history teaching techniques you're talking about."
"What do you think Elena? I've got to know how to protect myself and the people I love." He was frustrated with her, she could tell but that didn't mean she would stop trying to make him see reason.
"I understand that Jer I really do. And I don't want you to be in the dark about all this but I also don't want you getting yourself hurt or worse, killed."
"Can't be killed remember?" He said cockily as he waved the hand bearing Jonathan Gilbert's ring at her. "This here means I can fight as many vampires or werewolves or whatever without dying. Maybe a few broken ribs."
"Somehow that doesn't make me feel better. I know I can't stop you, but tell Alaric that I'm not happy with this."
"I'll be sure not to do that." With that, Jeremy walked past her and headed downstairs. Elena heaved an exasperated sigh, but she knew that Jeremy had to make these decisions for himself and that in the end, he'd do what's best.

At least, she hoped he would.

Damon watched Mason Lockwood help Jenna load some heavy bags into the trunk of her car.

"Well what do you know? The dog knows some tricks after all." He said to himself quietly whilst making sure to stay out of both Mason and Jenna's line of sight. He watched as they joked about something (he didn't bother listening in, it was probably stupid) and as she got into her car and drove off, waving at Mason out of the window of her car. Damon kept his eye on Mason as he took got into his truck and drove off. 'What is it with werewolves and trucks? And cargo pants?' he thought to himself.

Just then he saw Bonnie walking by with that other Lockwood kid trailing behind her, a shocked expression on his face.
'Hmm. Wonder what she's up to.' Again, Damon didn't bother listening in. Those two probably had some kind of affair going on behind the scenes that he didn't give a crap about. Not now that he was trying to get on Elena's good side anyway.

"So let me get this straight. You want to bring someone back from the dead. Am I getting this or are you shitting me right now?" Tyler had been repeating this for some time now as Bonnie walked towards her car.
"Look, if you're freaked out you don't have to do it. In fact, DON'T do it."
"No, no I wanna do it it's just that. I didn't think that kinda thing was possible." At this, Bonnie stopped and faced him.
"So, you believe in the existence of witches and werewolves and resurrection seems weird to you?" Tyler thought about it for a while then shrugged, seeing her point. "Right." Bonnie finished and walked up to her car and opened the door. "Meet you at your place?"
"Umm, I don't think so my mom's there she'll be suspicious. Not to mention my uncle."
"OK then my place. I need to get the rest of the ingredients anyway."
"Wait, we're doing this TODAY? As in within the hour?"
"Yes." Bonnie closed her car door again and leaned in close. "I need to do this now, Tyler. I know you don't understand and I can't fully explain but you'll know the truth soon, I promise." Tyler looked at her for a moment noting the serious and concerned look on her face and merely nodded before heading to his own car. Bonnie got into her own car and drove off to hers.

As they exited her house twenty minutes later with the bag full of spell ingredients and the grimoire.
"I think we should just take your car." Bonnie told Tyler. "I'll be too weak to drive."
"Too weak? Just how dangerous is this spell for you? Bonnie if this is going to hurt you I don't think we should be doing it." Bonnie was taken aback by Tyler's concern for her wellbeing. She knew she was taking a risk with this spell, after all her grandmother had died from the physical ramifications of a spell they BOTH cast and it wasn't anywhere near as dangerous as a resurrection.
"I have to do this. Please, Tyler." She pleaded. He just sighed.
"Where are we going anyway?" He asked as he helped her into his truck.
"The old Salvatore Mansion."
"What? That place is practically in ruins there are no graves there."
"There is one."
Tyler didn't question her as he started the car and backed out of her driveway before heading in the direction of the woods where the Old Salvatore Mansion was situated.

"This place has always given me the creeps. Dad brought us up here a couple of times to get to know 'the history of Mystic falls and its founding families.' You'd never think that the descendants of the brothers used to live here." Tyler said as he examined their surroundings whilst Bonnie led them to site she remembered from her dream and as they neared that big oak tree where Veronica had died, Bonnie saw it.
A lone headstone stood under the massive tree. The girl who was buried six feet under it had once sat in that exact same spot, reading on Darwin's theory of Natural Selection.
"That's creepy. Why only one grave?"
"Because this was her favourite place."
"We're bringing back a woman? Who was she? An ancestor of yours?"
"No." Bonnie didn't give him any more information than that as she began setting up the spell. Tyler just stood there, feeling kind of useless. He still couldn't wrap his head around what they were doing or rather, what she was doing here. He would have never pictured Bonnie as a witch. She seemed too...kind. "Are you ready?" she said, interrupting his thoughts.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm ready."
"You know...I never thanked you. This is a pretty big thing you're doing here. Something like this...it shouldn't be done, what I'm doing. What I'm saying is...I'm glad that you're here Tyler. I don't think I could do this alone." For the first time that day, a genuine smile appeared on Bonnie's face and Tyler couldn't believe it was directed at him. He smiled back and sat down next to her.
"Do your thing."
"OK this might get a little weird and well, chanty."

Bonnie laid the natural ingredients over the grave in the rather lewd shape of a human body.
"It needs to be shaped like her but I don't think this is right." She bit her lip looking down at her poor attempt at an outline of a body. What if this all came undone because she wasn't artistically minded?
Tyler laughed and reached over and adjusted it for her. She looked at him in disbelief as he fashioned a very believable body-shape out of frankincense, angelica flower and vervain. He turned to her and smiled.
"I draw in my spare time."
"I can see that." She admired his handy work before turning back to the grimoire. "Here goes nothing."

With that she began chanting. Tyler had no idea what she was saying and he didn't think she fully did either but whatever she was doing was working. The ground beneath them started rumbling and the headstone split in two. Bright lights started appearing and circling them, getting faster and faster until they started to close in on the area just above the grave.
Then they froze and the earth beneath them started moving. Tyler expected the ground to open up but instead the body he had just fashioned out of the ingredients rose perfectly into the lights and Bonnie momentarily stopped chanting. There was an eerie silence as she took deep breaths.
"Bonnie you don't look so good." She looked at him, with tears forming in her eyes.
"I'm fine. Give me your hand." Before he could comply she grabbed it and sliced his palm open and held it over the lights. When she was satisfied with the amount she let him go and started chanting again.

Tyler wrapped his hand in a handkerchief and watched the scene before him. The lights grew brighter and the winds picked up speed as Bonnie's chanting got louder and scarier.

Back in town Stefan felt the grumble of the earth and glanced around suspiciously to see if anyone else had felt it, but he seemed to be the only one. The winds had picked up and the sky seemed to darken. 'What the hell is going on?' He wondered as he went to go find Damon and Elena.

Tyler had never been so frightened and mesmerized in his life. Bonnie was practically yelling the chants now and something a dust-like substance had started to seep up from the grave into the lights. When he looked more closely, he could see that within the lights the dust had settled on his makeshift body template and began to bond together.
"Oh my God." Tyler eyes widened as he saw what the dust was becoming. "A skeleton."
And just like that everything started happening at once. Once the skeleton had formed the lights worked overtime with Bonnie's chanting as they wrapped around the skeleton and glowed gold as muscles and ligaments started appearing on the skeleton.
'The body's being rebuilt from scratch. This is kinda gross.' He thought as he watched on in amazement. Sneaking a glance at Bonnie he saw that her nose was bleeding and she was close to passing out. He went to grab her to stop her but some unseen force through him back. He tried getting up but the wind was too strong. All he could do was sit there and watch as the lights lowered the now fully formed, naked, blonde girl onto the grave where she once lay beneath. As those lights disappeared and Bonnie's chants slowed to what he thought sounded like quiet murmurings, a single pure white and incredibly tiny ball of light came down from the sky. Or at least that's what he assumed. The ball slowly descended into the body's opened mouth as the winds ceased, the ground stopped shaking.

Getting up and running over to Bonnie, Tyler cradled her in his arms as she held her head.
"Bonnie you alright? Holy shit that was some crazy voodoo just then." Bonnie just groaned and looked over at the body. Tyler slowly turned his head, not knowing what to expect. But the body was motionless. Just like a normal corpse. He felt a bit wrong looking at it since it was all naked and whatnot.
Slowly he edged himself and Bonnie closer as they leaned over it, looking for any signs of life.

And just like that, the girls eyes shot open and she gasping, letting her lungs take in their first breath of air in one hundred and fifty years.

To say that it scared the living daylights out of Tyler was an understatement.

So she's HERE! All resurrected and whatnot.

Sorry it took me longer than I thought it would. I was stuck over how to do the whole scene I didn't want to go for too much of those cliché resurrections.

Hope it didn't disappoint!
Next; Bonnie explains her motives to Tyler as Veronica tries to adjust to the 21st Century.

WILL VERONICA AND DAMON CROSS PATHS?
Wait and see
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