𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝| 𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

Twenty Three

Ghost World.

Damon had been tied to a chair in his living room with chains. He had a hot, metal poker in his chest and his daylight ring had been thrown on the ground, making him easily burn-able.

"Low blow, Stefan. Low blow." Damon sighed. "What the hell happened to you?" Stefan asked from the doorway.

Natasha, who'd entered the house and scene this scene furrowed her eyebrows. "Is this like a kink thing for vampires?" She said.

"Not in the mood, Natasha." Damon told her. "Alright. Then I'll be in the other room raiding your bourbon supply."

Damon started moving abruptly trying to free himself. "Don't you dare touch my beloved bourbon! Get back here, Natasha!"

Stefan chuckled. "Whatever twisted Ripper game this is, leave me out of it." Damon told Stefan.

"I didn't do this." Stefan said. "Stop screwing around." Damon sighed. "I didn't. Maybe Natasha did it. She hates you." Stefan said as he broke Damon's chains.

"Last time I checked banshees don't have vampire speed." Damon told him I'm a 'duh' tone.

"Pretty messed up though." Stefan said. "Yep." Damon screamed in pain once Stefan removed the poker harshly.

"Yeah. Not to worry. I'll untangle myself." Damon groaned as he watched Stefan leave the room.

He then screamed as the curtains opened and he burned in the sun. "Natasha!" Damon screamed.

"What?!" Natasha shouted back harshly. "Get over here and help me!" He told her.

"Maybe you deserve it. It could be a ghost haunting you from beyond the grave for screwing with them when they were alive." Natasha shrugged as she walked into the room with a glass of bourbon in her hand.

"That's not- funny!" Damon screamed as the curtain opened again and he burned.

"Stop doing that!" He shouted. "I'm not doing anything. I wouldn't waste my magic on you, Damien."

"I gave you my blood and healed you yesterday!" He exclaimed. "Because Elena to you to do it. You didn't do it for me, but for her, because she felt guilty for me getting hurt."

~~~

"When you used the spell to send Vicki away, did that get rid of Anna, too?" Caroline asked Bonnie as the two helped Natasha set up for the event in the town square.

"I wish. All I did was block the magic that was helping Vicki get a physical foothold here. Jeremy's still got a direct line to the other side, and as long as he wants to see Anna and she wants to see him, she's still here."

"Okay, you don't think I can resist commenting on that." Caroline sighed.

"There. You commented." Bonnie shrugged. Natasha pulled Bonnie into a hug. "Bon, this is all on Jeremy. He's like my brother so I can say this, but the guy's not exactly lucky in the girlfriend department. Maybe he's still holding out feelings for Anna because she was killed before their relationship expanded."

"It's my own fault. I went against the balance of nature when I brought him back to life, and now I have to deal with the consequences." Bonnie said.

"Bonnie," Caroline a started. "What do you what me to say Caroline?" Bonnie sighed. "I want you to say you're not okay with it."

"I'm a thousand times not okay with it. I just don't know what to do about it."

Natasha opened her mouth to speak but stopped when she heard a vehicle approaching. "Greetings, Witchy Avenger. Blondie, and other witchy." Damon said.