We not only have witches, vampires and Elena, we still have Peachie X here doing Beta. I'm going to try to keep it that way...

Witch's Brew

"What's she doing in there?" Bonnie asked Stefan. He could tell that her mood was changing as she spoke. She no longer seemed worried, though she was definitely still upset. He could also tell that she was still trying to ignore the other vampire – the one Katherine had assigned to her. The same one that had warned them of the intruder.

Stefan couldn't answer her question. He just looked at the other vampire, and was glad when it spoke.

"Nothing. It looks like she's just waiting. Maybe reading something."

"Reading?" The witch was definitely getting mad. "In my house, reading my stuff like she lives there?

Bonnie was starting to glare as she turned to Stefan again.

"We should wait for Damon." Stefan advised.

Bonnie shook her head, having made the decision. "He's not going into my house whenever he gets here and she's not spending another minute in my house. Are you coming with me?"

He sighed and nodded, sure Elena would be upset if he let Bonnie go in alone under the circumstance.

As they approached the door he could see the lights were on inside, though they could not see past the drapes.

"Careful." the vampire whispered to the witch as she opened the door. "We're not sure who's in there."

"We are sure she doesn't belong." the witch replied, deliberately ignoring his advice.

Bonnie opened the door quickly and loudly. When she entered, she could see a woman she didn't know sitting in a chair, reading a book.

Bonnie didn't really notice what the book was until the woman laid it on a table next to the chair. It upset her even more when she realized what the intruder had been reading, but she focused on the woman.

The witch noticed the intruder didn't really respond to her angry entry. She stood up casually, as if greeting a friend.

"Who are you?" Bonnie asked angrily.

"Heather."

She looked briefly at Stefan. It was obvious he didn't know the woman.

"Is that supposed to mean something to me? Is that supposed to let you invade my home?"

"And you are Bonnie Bennett." Heather still spoke calmly, pulling some of her black hair behind her ear

"Exactly how do you know me?" Bonnie challenged. She had not approached too closely, and was glad Stefan was next to her.

"I don't. I do know about you and about what you've been doing."

"What I've been doing?" Her enigmatic responses were maddening to the witch. Bonnie glanced at Stefan again, he just stared ahead, no help at all.

"We need to talk," Heather said as the witch met her eyes again.

"You enter my house uninvited, read my journal and expect me to talk to you?"

Despite Bonnie's anger, Heather remained calm. "I was waiting for you, I did research, and yes, now I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

Until then, Heather's eyes had been fixed on Bonnie. Now she looked at Stefan briefly, then back at to the witch.

The witch understood what she wanted. "He stays."

The intruder's expression did not change, though she hesitated, apparently considering the demand, finally she nodded. "We need to talk about Elena Gilbert."

Bonnie could feel a glare coming. "What about her? Are you involved with whoever is after her?"

The witch's anger did not faze the intruder. "There are things you don't know about her, Bonnie Bennett."

"I know she's my friend. I know anyone who tries to hurt her has to go through me."

"I understand that. What I don't understand is, why? She has caused you nothing but pain…"

Bonnie interrupted the intruder, glare intact. "She saved me."

"Saved you? She stopped you from killing a vampire that deserved to die. Then she imprisoned you in your own home until the vampires prepared a trap for you."

"Just because you read my journal doesn't mean you know anything. You don't know her and you don't know me. She saved me and I've saved her. Who the hell do you think you are?"

At first it seemed to Bonnie that her challenge was being ignored, then she understood. "You are one of us Bonnie. You are proud of your heritage – that much I learned. Your ancestors have fought vampires for generations. You need to know that you do not have live like this – bound to Elena Gilbert and her vampires."

"So you're a witch. So what? Elena protects the town, the same as me and my ancestors. I should throw you out now."

"You're not strong enough." Heather said, losing her composure.

Bonnie continued to glare at her. "You've been here long enough to know that mine is not the only power in this house."

Heather didn't directly respond, but did force her face to return to normal before speaking.

"I know it's hard. You think she protects your town, but your journal reveals the truth about her. She persuaded you to open a tomb which filled your town with vampires, and it cost you your grandmother."

"It was Damon's fault. All of it!" Bonnie yelled. The other witch hesitated, seemingly to let her finish then spoke calmly again.

"Did you serve Damon? Did your grandmother?"

"No. Of course not. I was helping Ele…" Bonnie cut herself off.

Stefan finally spoke, turning to Bonnie. "You're not listening to her, are you?"

Bonnie ignored him, her glare had softened to a stare. It was Heather who answered the vampire.

"She has heard no lies – not from me. But from by cousin..."

"Do you mean Sarah?" Bonnie asked. "She's protects Elena, same as me."

"Does she? Odd. I had heard that she was no longer in the service of vampires, no longer part of the family. Perhaps I was wrong."

"I don't work for vampires!" Bonnie yelled back. "She…we protect Elena from vampires."

"Elena's vampires have cost you everything Bonnie. You're new, so I understand your confusion. You think you owe her a life-debt, but she has done nothing for you, though she has cost you a great deal."

"How would you know what she's cost me? You don't know her or me."

"Your journal reveals both Bonnie. You wrote things as you saw them."

There was another space of silence that Stefan started to speak into. "Bonnie…"

"No, Stefan." She said with a raised finger.

Heather took a couple of steps towards Bonnie, then stopped. She was still several feet away. "Stefan. Another name from your journal. Vampires, even in your home."

Bonnie closed her eyes, trying to process the information, trying to find a way to dispute it. "I don't know who you are. I don't know why you're here."

"I'm here to show you the truth, Bonnie." Heather replied. "But your journal shows me that you already know it."

Bonnie looked at her again, but did not speak before the other witch spoke.

"Sarah was young and confused. She learned everything from us. We helped her develop her power, protected her, but she turned her back to us. I don't know her anymore. I don't know if you can trust her to do what she says, but you should break your tie with Elena Gilbert. You don't know who she is. You don't know why she is being sought. You don't understand that some were born to die."

Bonnie's eyes were closed again when Stefan spoke to Heather. "You need to leave."

Heather laughed. "Vampire, do you know what you're doing?"

"Don't," Bonnie said, quickly opening her eyes and looking at Heather. "He's right. You need to leave. I need to think about this."

"Bonnie." Stefan began again.

"No, Stefan." She interrupted, then looking at Heather as she walked towards to door and opened it for the other witch. "Let me think. We can talk later. Please."

Heather hesitated briefly, but nodded and walked to the door, looking at Bonnie just before going through.

"We're not enemies, Bonnie. We needn't be on different sides. You're alone, we can help."

Bonnie nodded very slightly before the other witch walked through the door.

She was closing the door when she heard a loud growl, a scream, the tearing of fabric and a yelp of pain. She opened the door and quickly stepped through it.

She hesitated at the sight of Damon on the ground under the witch's spell. Stefan saw the other vampire walking carefully towards Heather. He moved towards the witch on the opposite side.

"Heather! Don't!" Bonnie finally yelled.

The other witch broke her spell and released Damon. She glanced at the vampires on either side of her before turning her glare towards Bonnie.

"Please." Bonnie implored. "Not here, not now."

Bonnie could see that the sleeve of the blouse of the other witch had been torn, a decorative button removed with some of the fabric. Heather's voice was icy as she spoke.

"Choose your friends carefully, Bonnie Bennett, and you enemies even more so." She walked away without waiting for a response.

Stefan was immediately next to Damon, looking, but not touching. He pulled his phone out as he spoke to Bonnie. "She should be followed."

Bonnie shook her head as he pushed the buttons.

She could see that he was listening before he spoke. "I'm sorry, Elena but it's Damon. He got zapped by a witch again."

Interrupted Spell

"Is this enough blood?" Elena asked Sarah. The witch had her hand, squeezing it, trying to get more blood to come from the palm that had been cut.

The water was running as they stood next to the sink in the shared bathroom. Jeremy watched with curiosity.

"I'm not…" the witch began before being interrupted by the ring of Elena's phone.

Elena grimaced as she pulled the phone out of her pocket with her free hand. The cut had hurt enough, the witch's squeezing was making it worse.

She looked annoyed as she glanced at the screen and pushed the button to answer.

"Not now Stefan. I'm trying to rest."

The abrupt change in her face as she pulled her hand back from Sarah startled both her brother and the witch.

"I'll be right there. Is he at the boarding house?" she asked as she grabbed a nearby washcloth and wrapped it around her hand.

"No. Bonnie's house." Stefan's voice replied.

"What's he doing there? He was supposed to go home."

"I asked him to help when we found someone in Bonnie's house. Just get here."

Stefan had been as short with her as she was with him. Elena didn't care. She put the phone into her pocket and grabbed Sarah's arm, pulling her along. "We need to go, Damon's hurt. Clean this up Jer, we'll do it again when we get back."

The Dynamics

Stefan was angry – at Elena, who still treated him like dirt, and at Bonnie, who was back in the house not having given him a clue of her mood. He had no idea what she was thinking, if she had believed the other witch or if she was still on Elena's side.

"Help is coming." he told his brother. Damon was sitting up, his eyes closed, obviously in pain. He was surprised when his brother spoke.

"Take this." It was a whisper, really. "Don't let Elena know."

Damon's hand moved to where Stefan could see it. It had a closed fist. When he opened his palm underneath Damon's hand, a piece of cloth with a button fell into it.

Stefan looked at his brother. "What is it?"

"From the witch. Don't let Elena know we will follow her."

"Damon!" Elena's voice was clear as she and Sarah ran to his side.

She ignored Stefan. He let her. He watched in silence as the blonde witch told Elena to give her room, placed her hands on Damon's shoulder, and began speaking under her breath.

His emotions were mixed as he watched the girl he loved fretting over his brother, clueless about what her best friend had heard, about how the dynamics around her might be changing.