Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for not having this chapter up as quickly as I usually do! Thanks again for all the reviews and I appreciated all of your guesses for what you thought Bonnie's spell did.. =)

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At first, no one moved at all. The only sound that could be heard in the darkness was the rapid and harsh breathing of the shocked girls. Both reeling with emotion at just how badly the whole ordeal had turned out. Then reality snapped back and Bonnie ran to open up the curtains as Elena flipped on the nearest light switch. Immediately, Elena turned back to where the candles had surrounded Stefan and gasped back in shock.

A prone figure lay on the ground unmoving where smoke was still filtering the air from the extinguished candles. Elena's heart fluttered painfully.

Oh god, Stefan.

Elena swallowed and moved forward towards where Stefan lay on floor and..noticed something off. Stefan's clothes were different..brown trouser pants with straps and a white buttoned down top.

Why would..?

"Stefan?" Elena came to the front of him and stopped - her breathing catching in her throat again.

Longish light brown hair fanned over the sleeping handsome and boyish face. The same face Elena had come to know very well in the last couple of months. The same face of the vampire she had come to love.

"….Stefan?"

As Elena sat staring, Bonnie came rushing back in.

"Elena! Elena! How's Stefan? Is he ok!" Bonnie shouted frantically and stopped abruptly a few feet away from Elena as she took in the scene. Bonnie emitted a gasp.

"Is..is ..that?" Bonnie gestured towards the unconscious figure and Elena snapped out of her shock.

"Bonnie, i-it's Stefan.." Elena stammered, staring wildly at him. "I-I mean, he's different but look at his face. It's Stefan," Elena looked up at Bonnie and saw the recognition in her eyes as she inched closer to Stefan. "And judging by the clothes - this must be what Stefan looked like in 1864." Elena stared back at him in awe.

Bonnie looked confused. "Wait. Why would my spell make Stefan look like he did in 1864? That makes no sense." Bonnie shook her head flabbergasted at the whole situation.

"Look Bonnie, I don't know but he sounded like he was in such pain, we need to check him out!" Elena began to feel terrified again when remembering that beforehand this spell gave no impression of some parlor trick used to change one's appearance - it had been strong and powerful and caused Stefan a great deal of pain. He could be seriously hurt.

Bonnie nodded in constant and muttered a quiet sorry unheard by Elena as she started to kneel down next to Stefan. Touching her hands to his face she felt his slow breathing back on her hand and sighed in relief. Elena then placed her hands on Stefan's shoulder and positioned him to lay on his back. Remembering Stefan grabbing around the area around his chest before the smoke and bizarre colors had obscured him from view, Elena unbuttoned his shirt until she found what she was looking for.

An angry purple and red bruised circle covered the skin where Stefan's heart lie underneath. Both girls gasped again and Bonnie ran back to get a towel from the kitchen for Elena wanted to check and see if the wound was bleeding. After Bonnie had passed over a soft white towel, Elena gently pressed the fabric onto Stefan's chest and jolted back as Stefan gave a soft moan of pain.

"Stefan! Stefan?" Elena looked up towards Stefan and brushed the hair back from his face. Placing her hands gently on his cheek and rubbing softly, Elena asked again, "Stefan? Can you hear me? It's Elena." Stefan didn't make any more sounds or movements and continued to sleep.

Elena bit her lip and looked up at Bonnie who was staring intently at the angry mark. "Bonnie, what is it?"

Bonnie continued to stare. "I think it's where my spell hit Stefan. It was one of the most powerful spells I had ever done…to imagine being hit by that…" Bonnie trailed off looking down. Elena placed her hand on Bonnie's shoulder and started to get up.

"Bonnie it's ok. The wound doesn't seem to be bleeding so I think for now he's ok. We should probably move him to somewhere other than the floor though and try to figure this out." Bonnie nodded back and helped Elena to move Stefan.

After placing Stefan on the couch, Elena stopped and stared at him. As he continued to sleep, Elena couldn't help but think how incredibly cute and innocent he looked with his old fashioned schoolboy clothes and his long hair falling into his eyes. Elena turned back towards Bonnie just as the door to the boarding house slammed open, and a booming voice rang out, "Stefan, I'm home!"

Both girls looked back to each other in horror as they realized just who that voice belonged to; Damon.

Damon pulled his car up to house and felt calmer seeing that yes, the house was not burnt down. Huh, so far so good. Damon smiled to himself, rolled his eyes and opened the door shouting out his arrival. Upon hearing no response, Damon figured that Stefan must be up in his room and walked further into house, walked past the living room - and came to a dead stop.

Books were scattered all over the floor, some half opened, others closed. Candles positioned in a circle were burnt out with still some smoke rising to the ceiling. And Elena and Bonnie stood in front of the couch looking extremely worried and guilty.

"What happened here." Damon spoke out slowly, obviously pissed that Bonnie seemed to take it upon herself to do some serious witchy mumbo jumbo in his house. As the girls looked at each other, wondering where to start it seemed, Damon noticed his brother was no where to be seen, which was extremely odd considering Elena was here - and Bonnie.

"Where's Stefan? I know he took part in this, whatever "this" is." Damon asked, rising his eyebrows.

Elena decided to speak up first. "Damon, Bonnie did a spell and something went really wrong." Damon began to feel the dread from before coming back as he realized his suspicions had been correct.

Elena continued on, "Stefan volunteered to do a certain spell and it was only suppose to be a trial of sorts and something went wrong and we haven't really had time to figure out what we did." Elena rushed out all at once.

Suddenly a soft moan filled the room and Damon's eyes snapped to where Elena and Bonnie were still standing in front of the couch. "Move." Damon barked out and both girls moved away as Damon stepped closer.

What the hell?

"What the hell?" Damon said aloud as he stared at his unconscious brother who was shifting uncomfortably on the couch and seemed to reaching towards his chest. It felt like Damon was staring back at his memories. This was exactly how Damon remembered Stefan to look back in 1864; right down to the clothing that he remembered himself wearing a similar outfit while introducing football to his younger brother for the first time.

This can't be possible.. Damon thought to himself as Stefan shifted again, making the long hair Damon remembered Stefan always refusing to cut fall across his forehead.

In a flash, Damon was grabbing hold of Bonnie's shoulders and shouting furiously at her, "What the hell did you do, you little witch!"

Bonnie at first was taken aback but quickly scrunched her eyes as Damon started to shake her more painfully. Damon took notice what Bonnie was doing though, and he tossed the girl hard onto the floor before she could make his blood vessels bursts again. Bitch Damon thought angrily remembering the excruciating pain accompanied with that look.

"Damon, Bonnie - stop!" Elena walked over to the two and stood in between as Bonnie got up from the ground looking like she wanted very much to get into it with Damon. Bonnie had still felt very guilty about what her spell had done to Stefan but she wasn't going to take any crap from Damon either. She had had good intentions.

"I was only trying to help! Stefan too! I had found a spell that I thought would help us defeat Klaus. It was only a trial spell and wasn't meant to do any harm and I needed a vampire to try it out." Bonnie gushed out.

"And why, may I ask, is my brother currently looking like he is from the 1800s again?" Damon mashed his teeth together in frustration.

Bonnie gave him a look. "I don't know - I told you something got messed up in the spell." Damon looked like he didn't approve of her tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Please forgive me if I don't appreciate the complete BS you're feeding me for your complete lack of knowledge in knowing what you're doing! "Trial" spells or not!" Damon shouted again.

"Damon, please!" Elena rubbed her eyes as a headache formed from having to break up another fight between Damon and Bonnie in less than three minutes. "Let's please focus on what we know and how that affected Stefan," Elena mediated.

Bonnie sent Damon a glare before going back to retrieve the book she had left on the floor. Damon sent another glance at his brother - still sleeping seemingly soundly.

"Hmmmm," Bonnie placed her finger down and she re-read a couple pages. After reading for about a minute more, Bonnie stood up. "Well, I'll have to look at more books but I think I might have an idea on what happened."

Elena and Damon looked at one another and then back to Bonnie. "Yes, how exactly did you screw up?" Damon smiled mockingly at her. Bonnie decided to let it pass and ignored him; mostly for Elena's sake.

"Well, the original spell is suppose to make the vampire vulnerable so I can kill it. The original spell calls for a couple more lines - specifically the ones used for the killing purposes. But, it seems for some reason the first part of the original spell came into play for the trial spell." Bonnie said.

"Like making a vampire vulnerable?" Elena asked anxiously.

Bonnie nodded. "Yes, precisely. Something went wrong and I figure that must have happened to Stefan. Now, the trial spell wasn't very specific on what exactly happens when it makes the vampire vulnerable, but looking at the page on the original spell I'm guessing that it stripped him of his vampiric nature." Bonnie looked seriously back at Elena and Damon.

Damon looked seriously at her. "What do you mean? He's human!" Elena gasped at this and looked back at Bonnie.

Bonnie shook her head. "No, not exactly. In essence, he's still a vampire. But in order to make him vulnerable I think the spell took away all the things that make vampires so powerful - their strength, speed, agility, healing,…fangs," Bonnie trailed off awkwardly. "Basically all the things that make a vampire a predator. He still should have the other defensive senses though, like immorality and hearing things from far away, seeing things clearer - non lethal things. He's like vampire-lite."

Elena still looked confused and shocked while Damon looked murderous and started pacing around the room, making wild gestures. "Are you kidding me! You made my brother even more of a pathetic vampire than before! I mean, if there were ever a vampire to have this happen to, of course it happens to Stefan! Does he even still need blood?"

Bonnie thought this over, "I would think not, but we'll have to wait and see when he wakes up."

Damon gave her another angry look and resumed to pace around the room again. Elena turned to Bonnie. "That still doesn't really explain why Stefan looks this way. Why didn't the spell just strip him of his offensive abilities and leave him as he was?"

Bonnie looked towards Stefan again and back towards Elena again. "I think.., now I could be wrong, but I think that while it doesn't render the vampire human, it makes the vampire take on the last shape that it had human qualities - to the shape it remembers being vulnerable in. It might be something I screwed up with the wording - this was still a complicated spell even for the trial version," Bonnie sighed, "I know it seems weird, but that's the only thing I can think of right now."

Damon walked back towards the group obviously overhearing her speech. "This is the dumbest spell I have ever had the misfortune to have a witch come across, right under those brain aneurysms you seem so fond to give me."

"Those require no spell." Bonnie spit out.

Damon simply waved his hand at her, "All the same to me." Bonnie rolled her eyes.

All of a sudden, Damon seemed to remember something. "Wait a minute. Why is Stefan even unconscious, and why was he moaning before?" Slight concern slipped into his voice. Don't sound so worried, it's probably nothing, geez. Damon scolded himself.

Elena looked softly at him while Bonnie offered an explanation. "The spell must have been pretty painful because it almost ripped his entire vampiric being out of him," Bonnie looked guiltily at Stefan again, "It seems the spell struck right at his heart," Damon looked sharply towards Stefan again in concern. "But there only seems to be a deep bruise. He's been out since." Damon sent her another angry glare while Bonnie looked down.

"I don't ever want my brother to be apart of your witch schemes again." Damon growled at Bonnie and walked over to examine Stefan's wound. Damon brushed back Stefan's shirt to where the wound was and winced. Stefan moaned again and Damon realized that Stefan probably needed aspirin for the harsh looking bruise - something that Damon couldn't even remember if it had been invented back in his human life.

"It's alright Stef." Damon said softly, surprising himself. He couldn't remember the last time he had called his brother by his nickname in an affectionate tone. As he looked down at his little brother, he noticed how young Stefan looked. Although Stefan would still be the same age he had been the last hundred years, sometimes Damon would forget that Stefan still was only seventeen as a vampire. Only a kid really. But Stefan always been mature and painful experiences over the years had caused Damon to ignore that fact. He couldn't ignore it now though, what with that peaceful expression despite probably still being in pain and that damned floppy hair.

Damon shook his head and turned back towards the girls. "I'm going to get him some aspirin and crush it in some water so we can let him sleep - he still seems to be in pain from the bruise." Damon quickly sped to the kitchen and was gone in an instant. Elena looked on at him knowingly, knowing that his brotherly instincts were kicking in despite how much he shoved them down.

Within a few seconds Damon was back with a glass and looked over at the girls. They seemed to be busy, looking over the books together. Not really wanting them to think he had gone soft or anything, Damon was glad that their attention wasn't on him as he titled up Stefan's head to get him to swallow the medicined water without choking. Stefan complied easily and Damon rested his head back, but a few seconds later Damon realized that Stefan still seemed to be fidgeting.

Damon frowned. Duh. The girls failed to realized that this is the oldest couch in the place - not the most comfortable.

He looked back towards the girls. "Have you guys found anything more about the spell - like how to reverse it?" He noticed that after he said that Bonnie started packing up while Elena helped.

"No, not yet. But don't worry, I have a whole book at home on reversing spells, so I'm going to head back home and look at it over there." Damon sent her slight nod in her direction, still very pissed off.

Elena walked over to Damon. "Don't worry, Bonnie will figure it out. I kinda have to get home though - I'm sure Jenna is wondering where I am - I didn't tell her how long I was going to stay."

"Alright, well, I'll keep watch over Stefan-lite than." Damon gave an annoyed look that Elena almost laughed at how forced it looked.

"Ok, Damon. Let me know when he wakes up please." Elena walked over to where Stefan was lying on the couch and lightly gave him a kiss while caressing his cheek. "I love you Stefan. Wake up soon, alright." She gave another kiss on his cheek, said a goodbye to Damon and walked out with Bonnie.

After the girls were gone, Damon closed the door and walked back into the living room. "Well, what am I going to do with you brother?" He gave Stefan a look and merely shrugged to himself.

"I suppose I should get you in a bed - probably more comfortable than that old couch, huh Stef?" He said, the old nickname coming out unnoticed this time. Damon slid his hand gently under his brother's legs and the other under his shoulders and lifted his brother into his arms, barely even noticing the weight.

Damon sped quickly, but gently, into Stefan's room and placed the boy down onto his bed. Stefan gave a small satisfied smile at the more comfortably setting and sighed quietly to himself.

Damon quirked an eyebrow at him, "Quite the sleeper today, aren't you little brother? I do think though that's enough spells for you for a while," Damon smiled gently and barely noticed his hand moving the bangs out of Stefan's eyes.

As Damon made his way back downstairs to get himself some much needed blood to clear his head, he caught a quiet mumble from the sleeping Stefan. "Damon."

"Night, Stef."

Author's Note: There you go! Surprised? I hope you all understand exactly what the spell did, and this is partly the reason why it took me a little longer to get this chapter up. Please PM me or let me know in your reviews if you're still a little confused as to what happened =) Thanks!