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Bonnie's Point of View

Alaric set a large bowl of blood on the coffee table in front of the couch. "So, I just feed it to him?"

Bonnie nodded. "The book says that's all you have to do."

"And you're sure about this?" Alaric double-checked, raising an eyebrow.

Bonnie sighed. "Yes, Alaric!" she said irritably. "Why would I lie about that?"

"Do I even have to answer that?" Alaric asked. "You've tried to kill him before."

"Well-"Bonnie hesitated. That was before I saw how much Elena cares about him." She looked at Alaric who still was staring at her, with a look that said, "I know that's not the full story, I'm not an idiot. Just tell me the truth." Bonnie hesitated again. "And it was before he risked his life, for Caroline."

Alaric smiled. "Don't tell me you're actually starting to like Damon."

"I don't like Damon!" She protested. "I just don't despise him anymore." She looked around the room. "So, where's the body then?"

"I staked him. No body, just ashes which I threw in the fire."

Bonnie nodded. "Good." Alaric noticed how she didn't take her eyes off of the unconscious vampire."

Caroline chose that moment to come down stairs. Yelling, "Is it over? Please tell me it's over." She stopped when she saw Bonnie. "What are you doing here?"

"Elena wanted my help," Bonnie explained quickly, looking at her.

"Oh, so you're here only because Elena asked you to be?" Caroline asked, sounding a little annoyed. She crossed her arms and stared at Bonnie.

"No," Bonnie finally admitted. She looked at Damon. "Not for Elena."

Damon's Point of View

Damon had officially lost track of how long he had been walking. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't really care. It's not like he had anywhere specific to go anyway.

Why this place? Damon wondered. Of all places, why did Klaus chose a small town in Tennessee? His thoughts were interrupted when a pain seared through his chest. He clutched it, falling to his knees.

It hurts? How can it hurt? How is that I am capable of feeling such excruciating pain?

It feels like I'm dying. Am I dying?

The pain worsened, and Damon felt himself slowly getting dizzy. He closed his eyes, waiting for the feeling to pass. Only, it got worse. He began to feel dizzier and he fell to his knees with a groan. When the feeling became overwhelming, he blacked out.

Alaric's Point of View

Alaric didn't say anything as the witch admitted something that no one ever knew she'd admit. Instead he changed the subject. "So, do I just feed Damon the blood?" Alaric asked. "How am I supposed to feed him blood when he's unconscious?"

"I read in the book that if you put it in the vampire's mouth, it will wake them up," she explained.

"How does it work?" Alaric asked.

"Well as I explained, right now Damon is consciously somewhere else-like a vision. Once the vampire has the power the blood holds in him, it snaps him out of it." Bonnie gestured to the giant bowl of blood on the table.

Alaric nodded. He went over to the bowl and poured some into a glass so it would be easier to drink. He sat Damon up a little bit, and slowly poured some of the blood into his mouth. He stopped once he saw the vampire's mouth was full and as the scarlet liquid dripped down the corner of his mouth.

He, Bonnie and Caroline waited silently for a few beats.

"Nothing's happening," Caroline said to Bonnie.

Bonnie furrowed her brows and went over to Damon. She knelt beside him and but her hands on the sides of his head. Alaric watched as Bonnie closed her eyes and fell silent.

It must have been ten seconds before Bonnie gasped and her eyes opened. She looked down at Damon worriedly then back up at Alaric. "He's dying," she said softly.

"We established this," Alaric said, but still was worried.

"He's dying where he's at too," she explained. "He just…fell."

Alaric's felt his body go numb. "Well w-what can we do?" he asked the witch. "The blood isn't waking him up."

Bonnie stood up from Damon. "Go get me some candles," she ordered. "There's a spell I can do that will wake him up long enough for the blood to take effect."

Alaric gave a quick nod and left the room. He looked around the large boarding house. Luckily, there were rows of them in the dining area. He grabbed all the ones he saw and headed back into the living room where Bonnie was watching Damon.

"Put them on the table," she ordered pointing to the coffee table. As Alaric did so, he watched as she grabbed Damon's arm and began to mumble the words in a completely different language. She closed her eyes softly and the wicks on the candles lit up with tiny flames. Bonnie continued the spell, not breaking concentration.

The room fell deadly silent and Bonnie's eyes opened. She smiled. "It worked. Quick, feed him the blood now."

Alaric went over to Damon and once again poured the blood into Damon's mouth. Blood still dripped down his jaw, but Alaric wasn't paying too much attention to that. His eyes were on Damon eyes, waiting for them to open. He wasn't disappointed. Damon swallowed the blood and his eyes slowly opened. He looked around the room, trying to focus.

"Ric?" he slurred, looking up at him.

"You need to drink this," Alaric instructed. He put the glass up to Damon's mouth again. He made sure to feed him slowly, since it had been so long since the vampire had eaten anything.

"Ric," Damon whispered softly again. "I-"

"Damon, don't talk," Alaric said, putting the glass back up to his mouth. "You really need to drink this. You almost died, Damon. We almost lost you again."

But Damon pushed the glass away. "Ric, I know where Stefan is."