Sorry if there are any errors in this chapter. My subscription to Microsoft Office just expired and I won't be able to buy a new one until I get paid. I reread this chapter several times but if I missed anything, sorry...

I have absolutely no problem with Elena or Jeremy but I do not think Elena and Damon belong together. However, I do think she has feelings for Damon so I don't think I can just ignore that...

For a moment, Bonnie was still. It was awful enough watching someone die...but feeling it? The urgency of the situation didn't escape her, however and supressing a shudder, she placed a hand over his still chest. God, he was so very still...She had to litterally shake the thought away in order to do what she needed to do.

She couldn't keep her voice from shaking as she chanted the spell. The whole experiance had been awful and it was difficult to concentrate on the spell when she had just felt him die. She'd felt the connection the first part of the spell had created between them break.

Bonnie clutched Damon when she finished casting the spell at the pain the burned through her as soon as the last word left her mouth. She vaguely felt him convulse under her arms before her vision went dark.

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Elena was pacing in front of Stefan. She'd been irritated since he'd arrived at her house. First, at the fact that she had spent the better part of the night locked in the police station. While he could understand that, at least, he was having trouble believing her second reason for the pacing and ranting she was doing.

"You should have seen them!" She waved her arms and her voice turned from simply irritated to truly angry.

"You think something is going on between Bonnie and Damon?" Stefan's voice, on the other hand, was incredulous. The last time he had checked, Bonnie and Damon could hardly stand to be in the same room together. They had been civil to one another during the fight with Klaus but Stefan had never gotten the impression that it was anything other than the fact that they needed each other in order to save Elena's life.

"If they were any closer, she would have been sitting in Damon's lap, Stefan." Elena turned a glare breifly on him.

Stefan sighed and ran a hand across his face. "And you're angry because Jeremy saw them?" He clarified.

"Jeremy loves Bonnie. Of course I'm angry."

"And you're sure it's just about Jeremy?" As soon as the question left his mouth, he wished he could take it back. Not becuase he was afraid of the answer. He knew Elena had feelings for Damon. He'd known that for a while. He just did not want to be discussing this when his brother could be dying at that very moment. Bonnie still hadn't called and he was begining to feel a bit restless. What if her spell hadn't worked?

He also knew what her answer would be before it left her mouth. "Of course it's about Jeremy. What else would it be about?"

She was such a horrible liar. At least she was in his eyes. He had grown up with Damon, who could lie through his teeth without blinking an eye. He'd fallen in love with Katherine, who was even better at it. They had no tells. Elena did...the way she touched her hair as she said it, the way she looked away from him. Denial...it was a big thing with her. He knew why she denied it. It wasn't just to spare his feelings. In her mind, having feelings for them both would make her just like Katherine, which was rediculous.

"Would you prefer it if he died?" Stefan asked finally.

"What?" Elena stopped and turned to him fully.

"I asked her to look for a way to save him. That's what she's doing." And he was more than grateful for it. Bonnie had gone beyond what he'd asked of her. "Look, I doubt anything is going on between them. They've hated each other pretty much since they met. After this is over, she'll work things out with Jeremy and she and Damon will go back to hating each other."

"And you're sure about that?" Elena asked skeptically.

"Sure." He shrugged. He really didn't care if something was going on with Bonnie and Damon, not when he was worried if Damon would even be alive after the night was over. He wished Elena would wait until they knew for sure to freak out about whatever was going on between them.

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Every muscle in her body ached. It was the first thing Bonnie became aware of. The second was the seemingly too loud ringing of her phone. Disorientated, Bonnie brought one hand up to her aching head. That was about the time she became aware of the heavy weight resting against her chest and she blinked her eyes open to see a head of messy, black hair.

The memories came rushing back then and Bonnie wrenched herself out from under him. She stayed on the bed, however, and stared down at him, forgetting her own exhaustion and the ache in her bones for the moment. He didn't wake at her movements but he was alive. His chest rose and fell and he shifted in his sleep.

Focussing on one thing first, Bonnie pulled the sleeve up of his black shirt up to see the wound. It had looked truly horrid the night before but not any longer. It had disappeared completely, leaving only unmarred, pale skin behind.

Bonnie let out a relieved breath and dropped back on her back beside him. It had worked. It was over. He would be fine. She should get out of there, or at least answer her phone. She was sure Stefan and Elena were dying for an update. She dug it out of her pocket and dialed Stefan's number.

"Bonnie, finally!" Stefan answered before she could say anything. "Are you alright? Is...?"

"I'm fine," Bonnie answered, suppressing a yawn. "And it worked."

"Good." The relief in that one word was easily heard over the phone. "How is he?"

"Sleeping," Bonnie answered simply. She sat up and glanced down at Damon again. "The spell I cast was pretty powerful and he did die so he's probably..." She trailed off, a frown forming on her face. There was something off about him. She hadn't noticed before, she was too concerned with making sure her spell had cured him.

"Bonnie?" Stefan's tone turned concerned but Bonnie barely heard him.

She reached out, grabbed Damon's wrist and promptly dropped her phone. She felt that connection reawaken in her at the simple touch and she sat for a moment, shocked.

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Bonnie had made it downstairs by the time Stefan came rushing into the boarding house. She knew that she had probably panicked him by going silent on the phone but she hadn't been able to help it. As consequences went, this was a pretty big one.

"What happened?" Stefan asked immediately.

"You're not going to believe it," Bonnie said.

"Believe what?"

Bonnie shook her head. "I don't even know how it's possible, Stefan." She put her hands on her head. "I've known I was witch for a while and I've been mixed up with vampires and werewolves...but this has got to be the strangest few days of my life so far."

"Bonnie, what's going on?" Stefan's voice was urgent and he closed the distance between them.

Bonnie opened her mouth to answer...then closed it and turned to the stairs. "He's awake," she whispered.

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It no longer hurt. That was the first thing Damon became aware of. The agony he'd felt before was no longer burning through him, eating away at him. In fact, he reflected upon waking, he felt pretty good. Tired, but good. When he opened his eyes and propped himself up, he realized that he was alone. The witch had left.

Frowning, he tried to remember the details of what he had been sure would be the last night of his life. Most of it was a little hazy. He remembered her, though. The witch had been there the whole time.

Putting aside, at least for the moment, what that meant, he went to stand and it was then that he felt the difference. He felt different. He wasn't entirely sure what it was, not at first. He was sure he wasn't imagining things when Stefan appeared in the doorway and he saw the look on his brother's face.

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Bonnie stayed where she was after Stefan sped up the stairs. Now that she was fully awake and not so disorientated, she could feel him a lot clearer. She could feel the confusion that he felt.

Shuffling over to the couch, she sat down and leaned back. She wondered how he would take it. She was pretty sure that it was temporary. From what she'd gotten from the spell, all the consequences would be.

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"What's wrong with you?" Damon asked Stefan when his brother remained silent for a little bit too long.

Stefan shook his head, took a step closer. "You're...you're human."

I know, I know. It's predictable but one of my favorite scenes from season two was the confession scene at the end of The Descent when Damon admits to how much he misses being human. I've been dying to write a fic where he turns human ever since that episode aired.

I know this chapter is short but without Microsoft Word I've been writing this on wordpad and it took me forever just to get this bit out. Sorry.