A/N: Hi everybody. Before I let Chapter 2 commence, I would like to say thank you SO MUCH to everyone who has reviewed, alerted and/or favorited this story! I never expected such a reaction to the first chapter and I am seriously so thankful. I've never had this much feedback on a story before and as cliche as it sounds, I am so humbled. Whenever a notification came through on my phone it put a big geeky smile on my face! So thank you so much, you guys. Thou shalt never doubt the Bennett Brigade! I seriously freaking love you all I hope you all like this second chapter. Bamon shippers, this one is for you.

"Damon?! Damon!" Bonnie called out helplessly to the walls of the corridor she was pacing down.

Perhaps running off from Stefan wasn't one of her smartest ideas ever. She was beginning to contemplate turning back but suddenly Damon flashed up before her eyes. He stood very close and clouded her vision.

"Looking for someone?" he smirked.

She was surprised he'd cared to come so quick after she'd called out but then again nothing was going as expected today.

"Where's Elena?" she asked bluntly, ignoring his question.

He grinned again before motioning for Bonnie to follow him. She had to practically half run to keep up with his long strides.

"She's in the bathroom," he explained whilst they strutted with purpose down the halls, "says she had a little problem with keeping some blood down," he said under his breath.

She frowned, "how do you mean?"

Damon shrugged, "Stefan's four-legged protein shake was a bust. The juice box is a no-go. She can't even keep my blood down."

Bonnie stopped in her tracks. "She drank from you?"

Damon stopped walking too, a few steps ahead of her. She stared at the back of his head irritably as he was just wasting time now. He finally turned around and stalked back towards her slowly. Bonnie jutted her chin out, holding her head high – she refused to cower under his penetrating gaze.

"Jealous?"

"No," she snapped back immediately, which caused him to chuckle. "Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" she added sceptically. Bonnie didn't know a lot about blood sharing, but it seemed to have caused Klaus, the most evil person she had had the displeasure to meet, to develop some sort of puppy crush on Caroline. So whatever side effects blood sharing entailed couldn't be good (in her opinion anyway).

Again, Damon shrugged. Bonnie rolled her eyes and pushed past him. "…such an ass," she muttered to herself. It appeared even Damon from "this universe" (as Bonnie was now referring it as) was an irresponsible rapscallion too.

"Wrong way, Bon," she heard him call smugly from behind her as she turned left. She sucked her teeth and spun round to go in the opposite direction – and crashed straight into Damon's hard chest.

"Damon!" she squeaked, "get out of my face!"

Lord knew how Elena put up with his shit.

He smirked and turned right. She followed him reluctantly and tried to refrain from grumbling. They continued walking in silence for a minute or so until Damon stopped abruptly in front of Bonnie and she nearly walked into his back. She was sure he was doing it on purpose.

"Oh, you again," Damon drawled sarcastically, "Stalking small town funerals?"

Bonnie peeked around Damon's shoulder to see a tall, dark (and handsome, if she may say so herself) man sitting on the couch. Although, it was creepy to say the least that he was making himself comfortable outside of the girls' bathroom.

The door clicked open suddenly and Elena could be seen peering through a small crack. "Damon, thank God." She all but snatched the dress out of his hands anxiously. Bonnie watched Damon closely whilst Elena made up some excuse for the lurky guy as to why she was changing (something about coffee, Bonnie wasn't really listening). She was trying to figure out if he was still in love with Elena or not by his reactions to her distress.

"Quit staring. It's creepy," Damon said lowly, his head suddenly snapping to the side to look at Bonnie.

She nearly jumped out of her skin as she wasn't aware he was keeping an eye on her. "Pot kettle," she retorted.

At the same time they both noticed Connor rise from the couch as Elena shut the door again swiftly. He made swag of approaching them; his aura commanding and powerful. Damon bristled slightly.

"We have not met," his deep timbre voice hummed. He regarded Bonnie first (at least he's a gentleman, she supposes). "Connor Jordan," he said, holding out his hand.

Bonnie realised quickly that she was intimidated by him, which was strange as she had fought some of the world's most fearsome vampires. She placed her hand into his tentatively and tensed as a wave of visions bombarded her mind. So apparently the spirits were still allowing her that, at least.

Her breath caught in her throat and she blinked a few times, but all in all tried to cover it up as much as she could. Although, she wasn't so sure she'd succeeded as Connor was now looking at her suspiciously. Alas, he now turned to Damon, offering his gloved hand.

"Damon," the blue eyed vampire smiled, keeping his hands firmly by his sides, "Germaphobe."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at his rudeness.

"So what brings you to Mystic Falls?" Damon asked casually as he side-glanced precariously at Bonnie. She nodded minutely and it was their way of exchanging information. This man must be the hunter that Stefan and Damon had been talking about in the car. "Bible salesman?"

Bonnie squinted up at Damon, unimpressed with his crappy joke.

Connor laughed without humour. "No, actually I'm here for environmental clean-up. Heard you had a bit of a pollution problem…"

"I was unaware," Damon replied, "I breathe pretty easily."

He means you, you idiot, Bonnie thought irritably. Although she knew Damon knew that anyway, the 'playing dumb' act was past cute.

Finally the toilet flushed and Elena emerged from the bathroom, clad in a classy black funeral dress. With her long straight hair draped over her skeletal shoulders, Bonnie had to admit, she looked starved.

"I'm so sorry that took so long…" Elena began.

"No problem," Connor said as Bonnie grabbed Elena's arm and dragged her away, leaving Damon behind. Probably not the best idea but Bonnie had bigger things to worry about than Damon putting his foot in his mouth.

Elena followed Bonnie outside and they stopped under a tree. Bonnie ran a hand through her hair in exasperation; she hadn't planned exactly what she was going to say to Elena.

"Do you think Stefan and Damon are acting…weird, at all, lately?" Bonnie asked apprehensively, struggling to find the right words.

Elena frowned, "what do you mean?"

"Uh…" Bonnie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as the early autumn wind whipped at it, "well, how are things with you and Stefan?" she counter-questioned.

Elena half laughed awkwardly. It was clear to see she was quite confused. "Same as ever… He's helping me through the transition so we've been talking more than ever before, I guess. He's a nice guy, you're lucky to have him," she reassured.

Bonnie let out a deep breath. So it appeared Elena was brainwashed, too. Suddenly a thought struck Bonnie – how much exactly, had changed? "Elena," she began, "this may sound like an odd question, so forgive me…are you a…doppelganger?"

Bonnie was finding it very hard to get her words out.

"..Yes? But you know that?" Elena replied with a rightfully earned confused look on her face.

Bonnie sighed in relief. It wasn't hard to see that the 'doppelgangers curse' truly was a curse and she certainly wouldn't wish it on herself. At least that hadn't changed.

"Look, Bonnie I'm sorry but I don't have time for this…"

"No, no, it's fine," Bonnie nodded vaguely, "go do what you have to do…"

Elena nodded and left for the church – not that Bonnie noticed. She was too wrapped up in her own thoughts. 'What the hell is going on?!' she asked herself repeatedly. Stefan, along with Elena, seemed to believe they were in some form of 'loving relationship'. Damon was acting…well, same as ever really… but something was definitely off about him; he seemed to be more aware of her than he was before. She could never really tell what was going on in his head. 'So, in theory, I've swapped places with Elena…' Bonnie pondered. But Elena was still Elena, a doppelganger vampire, and Bonnie was still Bonnie, a witch.

One thing was for certain: Bonnie needed to read up in her Grimoires tonight for something – anything – that could explain this situation. Whatever 'this situation' was…

"How is this even happening?" Bonnie moaned desperately under her breath.

"How is what even happening?"

"Gah!" Bonnie startled. "Jeremy, what are you doing here?"

Her ex stood before her in a crisp white shirt and black tie. Annoyingly, she couldn't help but notice that he actually looked pretty good. Dammit.

He looked at her cautiously. "I'm checking up on you. You looked kinda distressed from where I was standing – is it about what happened the other night?"

Nice to know you care, Bonnie thought cynically. Yes, they were making progress but she couldn't shake the nagging memory of how much he hurt her…

…Or was he even her ex anymore? Had she been with Stefan the whole time?

Jeremy sighed wearily when she didn't answer his question. "Look, Bonnie I know you have Stefan now," he said bitterly, "and I was hurt by what you did but I'm ready to be your friend again. I still care about your wellbeing and after I saw you do that spell…"

Bonnie's mouth opened and closed in a goldfish manner as she tried to figure out something to say to Jeremy, who was apparently, yep, still her ex – but not in the way she thought he was.

Did she cheat on Jeremy with Stefan FUCKING Salvatore?! Bonnie suddenly felt a wave of guilt even though she hadn't technically cheated. Or had she? Bonnie didn't know whether she was somehow responsible or not.

"Thanks Jeremy," she managed to finally reply after she'd picked up her jaw off the floor, "I'm okay, let's just get to the memorial; it'll be starting any minute now."

Jeremy nodded minutely and they both fell into step beside each other as they made their way to the entrance. Bonnie could feel the distinct change in their dynamic – like they had completely swapped places – which they had, really. The most awful thing was; she knew exactly how he felt.

Just as she was about to follow Jeremy through the doors, a hand slipped into hers and pulled her back. She spun around to see Damon, again.

"What?" she asked immediately.

Damon frowned, "what?"

Bonnie clicked her teeth impatiently. "What do you want?" she elaborated.

He stood up to his full height as an offended look crossed his striking features. "You assume I want something from you?"

Why did he look so concerned?

"Whenever you speak to me it's because you want something," she stated.

He looked truly annoyed now and he grabbed her arm again, almost roughly, and dragged her completely away from the entrance.

"What the heck are you talking about Bonnie?" he asked angrily.

"Nothing," she blurted, "Damon, we're going to be late for the ceremony," she added urgently. She hated being late; it was just embarrassing, especially to a funeral event.

"Forget the ceremony," he said flippantly, "we have more important things to worry about."

"Like what?" Bonnie asked, disgusted, "Do you have no respect?!"

Damon raised his eyebrows sarcastically. "Yes, they died, it's very sad," he stated remorselessly, "but did it not occur to you that if we let this Connor guy walk around town, more people are going to die? And maybe the ones you and I actually care about?"

Bonnie opened her mouth to argue back but had nothing to say as she realised, in a twisted way, he was right. He was nearly always right about this kind of thing.

"Who knows how far he's going to go to get what he wants," Damon continued.

Bonnie sighed before pulling herself together. "What are you suggesting we do about it?" she asked determinedly.

Damon grinned widely, "there's the Bonnie I know and love," he said with a worrying mischievous glint in his ice blue eyes, "first things first; you'll have to tell me what you saw in your vision..."

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