She slowly opened her eyes, the beginnings of a headache already coming to her as it hurt her to be in such bright light, even though it was only her bedside lamp that was on, she found out a little later about that though. She groaned and then recognizing the faces that were over her.

Meredith, not looking so distracted anymore, and really worried. Alaric and she noticed a little self hatred behind his concerned eyes. She wasn't sure why he would hate himself, but she was sure that any second she would remember what happened.

Elena, gently wetting her forehead with a damp towel, blue eyes watching her intently.

And then she saw Stefan walk over when Elena said that she had awakened. "Now, would you please tell me exactly what happened again?" he said to Alaric, and she could feel his power stretching out over her and making sure everything was OK.

She shut him out and sat up, noticing that his eyebrows shot up into his hair. She was fine, the only problem was that she now remembered exactly what happened, in details that she only wished she didn't know.

"I told you before." Alaric started, sounding very tired. "She called Meredith about a month ago asking if I could help her out since her psychic abilities were getting out of control."

"That explains why you're here, but what happened to her?" He asked, referring to what happened to Bonnie to make her sleep till almost, what time is it? She looked at the clock.

'God, I've been asleep almost eight hours!' she thought.

"I tried to get her subconscious to open up so I could see what it was that was making her act this way, and someone else got a hold of her mind while she was telling me about how she'd opened something up in her mind or something." He said, trying to turn to his notes and finding that they weren't there. "It's in my notes what happened, if you'd like I'll go downstairs and get the pad."

"Do you know who it was?" Stefan asked, looking from Alaric to Bonnie, obviously not caring about Alaric's notes.

"I don't know, I didn't recognize it. She said the first voice was someone named Angel, but the second voice was a male's voice. I noticed that her eyes flashed silver for a second." Alaric said, still puzzling over what had happened.

"Klaus…" Bonnie whispered, and was met with a laugh.

"He's gone, Bonnie." Meredith said. "He's gone, he won't come back, he can't hurt us anymore."

"Not really." Elena said quietly, before Stefan could make a remark that Bonnie would bet her life on would have been like Meredith's. "He's only in a different realm where he can't hurt anyone in this realm. Sort of like how it was with me, you know? How I could still talk to you guys, but not very well." She said.

"Bonnie, are you sure it was him?" she asked giving her some Advil for the head ache she was trying to massage away. "I mean it could be anyone who wanted to play a joke on you."

"No, but it felt so much like his mind, it was just like when I brought Stefan to you that one time," she said and watched as both their eyes went slightly dreamy. "I could feel how evil he was and I could feel the way his mind worked. It was the same, but it was like he had someone else doing it or something." She said, swallowing the pills without water.

They were each giving her odd looks, as if they weren't used to her talking about her powers and evil things and such. Stefan's look even odder to her since he seemed to understand what she is going through with it.

She turned to look out the window, mainly so she wouldn't have to look at them but also to concentrate on shielding her mind. She didn't like that she knew they all thought she was crazy, she needed to shut them out, plus she was still tired.

Looking around outside she noticed that it was night time. And for some reason she felt comfort in the darkness outside, in watching the stars twinkle slightly and being able to walk by the moonlight. 'Wow, I've been out that long?' she thought to herself.

Finally her memory was coming back clearer to the things that Angel was saying, and she didn't like what she remembered. She was obviously as crazy as Bonnie seemed to her friends, but the guy how'd taken her over was in her mind, reading the thoughts she kept secret from even her diary, and it was vice versa, she saw his mind for everything it was worth. It was a dark place, full of things that she never thought anyone could do to another, and full of the darker side to life.

And she didn't like what he wanted to do. Especially to her friends and the people she knew. She needed to think about that too, so that she could stop him. She didn't know how, but she would try at least that's all she could ever do. And it saved her friends lives one time, why not again?

Then she saw a bird sitting on one of the big branches outside her window, and smiled. A sleek looking Crow was watching her intently. She could feel the shield it had up and knew it was Damon's from having it around her before. He was back, maybe he found out about what happened and was worried about her…

She laughed to herself. What a joke. 'He doesn't care about me' she thought to herself. 'So stop worrying over it.'

She glared briefly at the crow before being brought back to reality. "How are you doing that?" Stefan asked. Breaking into her concentration.

"Doing what?" she asked, hearing how her voice sounded a little weaker and distant. She was still thinking about what she'd seen in his mind, and contemplating how she was going to stop him before he hurt anyone.

"Shielding your mind, where did you learn to do that?" he asked, still trying to probe her mind. She shut him out again and threw up a thinker blanket around her thoughts, not much thicker but it kept him out so she was happy. Some things she didn't want anyone else to know.

"You do what you have to do to survive, and since the pressure of all those minds against mine was so strong I just learnt how to shield." She said. "I guess you could say, a little birdie taught me." she finished lamely, smiling when the crow outside's eyes lit up with laughter. She guessed Damon liked when she used all those silly puns.

He was still trying to probe her mind and she was starting to get angry. "When someone kicks you out of their mind, that means stay out, Stefan." She said icily, and received a few shocked looks.

"I give up, I don't see what has been happening but it doesn't sound too good. Bonnie's acting like Damon and Meredith has been zoned out lately."

"I have not!" she cried.

"Yes you have." Elena said softly. "I know you can't help it, but you seem like you have a lot on your mind, that's all."

"I wish I knew where Damon was, at least he has a better understanding of this stuff. He'd know at least one way to handle this. Even if it would be bad." Stefan said, receiving a shocked look himself. "In fact if I knew where he was, maybe we'd know if he was the cause of all this trouble."

"Wait a minute. You mean you don't understand this stuff?" Alaric asked.

"I do," he said, slightly defensive. "Its just he understands it better, since he's killed more than I have and has enough strength to handle them." Stefan said. "Bonnie, when he was in your mind, did you sense any of his mind?" he asked Bonnie, trying the old fashioned way of getting information out of a person.

"Yep." Was all she said, still lost in thought. She heard them talking, but wasn't taking it in. She didn't like what she did see in his mind, she planned on keeping him where ever it was he was and protecting her friends. And that meant not telling them about what she'd seen, because then they'd want to help, and would probably be killed.

Then again she doubted she'd keep them from helping anyway.

"Well?" he asked, sounding impatient.

As for an answer she threw one of the images she'd seen in his mind to Stefan, and watched with a sick smile as his eyes widened and he actually flinched. The scene was very gruesome, even for bad guy standards, and she thought that one would be the best to get him to shut up.

It was one of Meredith and Klaus, and they were fighting. Only she was losing, and pretty badly at that. He had her trapped against him, her back against his chest and his arms around her tightly so that she couldn't move. His teeth sunk deeply into her neck, drinking her blood but drooling a lot of it out as it trailed down the side of her neck and front. One hand was in the shape of a claw and it was ripping the skin of her front all to shreds, leaving some of her organs hanging out slightly, some not even present or so badly torn you couldn't tell that was what it was. They were standing in a puddle of her own blood, her own life.

She made sure to let Stefan feel Klaus's joy in the kill. "You… are not… serious…" Stefan hissed, looking at her in disbelief and shook his head at the thought. "He wouldn't! The only people he has any problems with are me and Damon!" he practically yelled at Bonnie.

Then noticing his voice raised and the weird looks he was getting, he lowered it. "Sorry, it's just, why would he go after anyone but us? Especially someone like Meredith!" he asked, sounding like a lost kid, not wondering in the least about how she sent the image to him. Bonnie giggled when Alaric wrapped his arms around Meredith protectively.

"Oh! I'll take retarded questions for one hundred Mark!" she said sarcastically. "That's easy, why else? To put salt on your cuts, to torture you a little before trying to kill you." Bonnie said, matter a factly. It wasn't that hard to figure out, even she knew and she wasn't even a hunter by nature like Damon and Stefan were. "And Stefan…" she added, a smile playing on her lips.

"Yes?" he still looking at her in disbelief, but calmer now. She could see the wheels in his head turning, trying to figure her out.

"Do you remember anyone else being there with you and Damon when Klaus wanted to you dead?" she asked innocently. "Anyone that... helped put him away?"

"Yes, you were there, you were the one who protected me from him when he got Damon and…" he looked at her, understanding slowly showing in his eyes. "Oh." Was all he could say. They were both replaying those last seconds, where his failed attempts to bring his love back were met when Bonnie couldn't fight for the both of them any longer.

"He's after Bonnie." Elena finished, picking up on what Bonnie meant.

"But why? And what were you guys talking about in your minds?" Alaric asked, sounding like he was totally lost in this conversation.

"Because she called me and the lost Soldiers back and stopped him." Elena said softly. And then before anyone could say something else she said, "Don't get him wrong, though. He's still going to try to kill Stefan and Damon and probably all of us, it's just now he's trying to kill her first, so she can't stop him again." Elena told him.

"But why go after her? You're alive now, you can't hurt him." Alaric was saying as she began to feel tired. It felt like a weird tired, but she was tired no matter what, and couldn't help the yawn that came from her lips.

"Because he fears that she will bring back some other ghost and put him back, and if he's been to where I think they sent him, he'll do anything to stay out." Elena explained.

"I don't see why you're all so worried about it." Bonnie cut in, feeling slightly agitated that they were still there. "He's in that other realm, he can't hurt any of us."

As if to contradict her she felt something push her into sleep, though she fought it her eyes soon began to droop and she became weaker. As soon as her eyes closed she couldn't control her mind. She made one attempt at keeping in control her by calling out to Damon. But it was a weak call, one that she doubted even he heard.

And to make it worse, she knew that to the others she simply looked as if she were tired. Her eyes trying to close, trying to tell her that her body was tired and needed more rest. She knew that the only one there who would have guessed that anything was wrong was Stefan, and she doubted that in his weakened state he felt anything wrong.

She cried out, not to Damon, but to anyone who heard her, and it was so softly from fighting the mind that wanted to invade her mind, that she was afraid no one heard it. There was no pain in the act, simply fear that what this person wanted to do to her friends would be done through her.

Her hands were up on her ears and she was doubling over, finally finding control in her body for the briefest of moments. A feeble attempt to keep the other mind out, but one that seemed to strike a cord in the others. She knew who it was who was trying to invade her mind, knew he'd tried and succeeded before and knew how strong he was, but it still felt different, as if he weren't letting her see everything about his presence.

Instead of Damon helping, though, Stefan came to her rescue, startling the others as he all but threw himself over her, making sure his wall was over her so that they could get the other mind out. She started to feel hysterical, she did not like having other people trying to take her over all the time. But feeling Damon's calm outside her window she felt herself become calmer.

She took Stefan's shield to her advantage and as soon as the other mind was gone, threw up as strong a shield as she could. She could feel her eyes clouding over behind her closed eyelids, turning a dark brown.

When she opened her eyes again she saw everyone was staring at her with looks ranging from surprise to shock. Stefan even looked hurt that she was keeping him out, after how close they'd gotten when Elena had been gone.

She looked each of them in the eye, making sure that they saw she was OK, and then asked, "What?"

*~~*~~*

Before they left, Bonnie heard them murmuring about her down stairs. Something about keeping watch over her, and over Meredith and Caroline. Matt could take care of himself but would still be watched from a distance. Finding Damon quickly. And then she heard the door open and shut, leaving her alone.

Finally.

She looked out the window and saw the Crow was still there, staring at her with sparkling eyes as she contemplated letting it in. She decided to let it in, hoping that maybe he would want to help with this problem of hers, and opened the window letting him in. Then stood back while he shifted back into his human form.

"He's back huh?" Damon said softly, so he didn't wake up her parents. Stretching lazily almost like a cat to get out the kinks.

"Not in the physical form, but yes, I guess you could say that." She said, rubbing her head because it still hurt. 'Ugh' she thought, rubbing the bump in the back of her head. That was going to bother her for a few days.

"And they think he's after you?" he asked, looking her over. At first she thought maybe it was a good thing, but his eyes stopped at her hand, which was over the bump in the back of her head, and saw a small touch of sympathy come to his eyes before he hid it.

"Yea, but I really think their worried over nothing, how is he going to hurt us from where ever it is he is?" she asked him, getting up and looking for some nightclothes to wear.

"I don't know, but you should know how strong he is telepathically. He could take over your body and make you do some bad things." She looked up at him in surprise that her worries had been voiced. Then she grinned, deciding to not care any longer about that subject and move on to a different one. "What was that for?" he asked, walking over to her bed and sat down watching her intently.

"Nothing." She said innocently, digging through the shirts and such that were over-filling her drawers trying to find something comfortable to wear.

"Don't play with me, Bonnie. I've been around just a little longer then you have, I should know when someone's hiding something from me."

"You wouldn't understand anyway." She said, finding a long white shirt and a pair of old dark gray sweat pants. She was happy that you learned how to hide yourself in your clothes while your changing in gym, because she was too tired to go all the way to the bath room and back without fainting again. And she was pretty sure she would.

"Try me." he said, flashing a smile at her.

"I've just been having these weird dreams, that's all." she said, pulling her hair tie out and brushing her hair. Briefly she thought about cutting it again, the knots seemed to hurt more the farther down her hair they were.

"Like the ones you had of Elena?" he asked, sounding slightly interested.

"No, their nothing like those really. Just weird dreams, that's all." she sat next to him on the bed cross legged. "You know how you were day dreaming about a month ago? And you do it often sometimes, I watch you start to just stare at me." she said, looking him dead in the eye.

"Yes." He said, looking her back just as steadily, but she could see a soft peach rising into his cheeks. So vampires blushed? It wasn't even a blush, more like color coming to his pale face that was the only clue she had that he was blushing.

"I keep dreaming about that girl, but sometimes the dreams are different. Like the first time it was about her and a dark figure going shopping in an old time town. And after that I had a dream about her and the same figure dancing at a ball." She said, watching as his eyes widened slightly. She wasn't a vampire, but she was watching him close enough to notice these small things "But every time I dream about that, the figure is just a blurb, I can't really see who it is."

*~~*~~*

He stared at her in disbelief.

She was either a great mind reader, had a large imagination or…

She can't be who he's been looking for. His Angel. "Is it where you're watching her and this figure?" he asked, not trying to hide his interest anymore. Now he was trying to hide his own fear of losing Bonnie to that other vampire. If she were really his Angel, then he knew who was doing this and knew he'd have to watch over her closely.

Or else she wouldn't be there to watch over.

"No, actually it's where I'm the girl. And it's like I can feel everything she does, I'm doing everything she does. The figures skin is really cool and soft, and it's like its eyes are midnight black, but they always sparkle when I'm looking at it." She said, distantly like she was trying to remember it in detail. "Why do you ask?" she asked, trying to pull herself back into reality.

"No… um, no reason." He said, studying her face. "I'll let you get to sleep." He got up and started for his room, thinking very hard on what she'd just told him. She didn't describe how she looked in the dream, so she couldn't know, and she said the figure had dark eyes, she wasn't even sure if the figure was a man! That had to mean something.

"And he keeps calling me Angel…" she said distantly, slowly falling asleep.

He nearly stopped dead, but somehow forced himself to keep moving. She couldn't be his angel, she was never this strong a telepath. And at that she didn't even know she was a telepath! She could always tell when something was going to happen, but chalked it up to her female intuition (not in so many words). But oh god, she had all the features.

It was only then kicking in that Bonnie looked like her. He'd been so caught up in tormenting his brother and saving this hick town that he never thought to notice. Never tried to find a reason behind why he felt he needed to protect her, to get to know her.

But now he was noticing, the hair was different, that could be why he didn't bother to notice, but her eyes were the same. Deep brown eyes, doe eyes that were always wide with joy whenever she noticed his presence. She was more comfortable with her body then Angel was though. Angel was always trying to hide it from anyone, and was always embarrassed when someone complimented her. Bonnie just smiles and says 'thank you'.

And hearing what Bonnie had said stirred up memories he'd been trying to erase. The date was beautiful and a total success, if he'd been wanting to marry the kings daughter, he would have been married to her. But for some reason he couldn't bring himself to let himself marry her, to let himself love her and be with her.

He couldn't stick around, and even if he could he couldn't reproduce, that was the worst of it all. He knew from experience, he'd had plenty of young girls to flaunt his new aura to, and didn't care to try to protect them from a child at all. But he needn't worry at all, they never showed any signs, and often told him that Every time he thought of his Angel his heart hurt.

Watcha think!!!? Gawd I love Damon/Ian/Boone :) Sexiness