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to another, until the swell of sound was louder than the roar of the fire. "No more blood!"
"You can't touch me! You can't kill me!"
"Let's take ' im, boys!"
Bonnie never knew who gave that last command. But he was obeyed by all, Confederate andUnion
soldiers alike. They were rising, flowing, dissolving into mist again, a dark mist with a hundred hands. It
bore down on Klaus like an ocean wave, dashing itself on him and engulfing him. Each hand took hold,
and although Klaus was fighting and thrashing with arms and legs, they were too many for him. In
seconds he was obscured by them, surrounded, swallowed by the dark mist. It rose, whirling like a
tornado from which screams could be heard only faintly.
"You can't kill me! I'm immortal!"
The tornado swept away into the darkness beyond Bonnie's sight. Following it was a trail of ghosts like
a comet's tail, shooting off into the night sky.
"Where are they taking him?" Bonnie didn't mean to say it aloud; she just blurted it out before she
thought. But Elena heard.
"Where he won't do any harm," she said, and the look on her face stopped Bonnie from asking any
other questions.
There was a squealing, bleating sound from the other side of the clearing. Bonnie turned and sawTyler ,
in his terrible part-human, part-animal shape, on his feet. There was no need for Caroline's club. He was
staring at Elena and the few remaining ghostly figures and gibbering.
"Don't let them take me! Don't let them take me too!"
Before Elena could speak, he had spun around. He regarded the fire, which was higher than his own
head, for an instant, then plunged right through it, crashing into the forest beyond. Through a parting of
the flames, Bonnie saw him drop to the ground, beating out flames on himself , then rise and run again.
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Then the fire flared up and she couldn't see anything more.
But she'd remembered something: Meredith and Matt. Meredith was lying propped up, her head in
Caroline's lap, watching. Matt was still on his back. Hurt, but not so badly hurt as Stefan.
"Elena," Bonnie said, catching the bright figure's attention, and then she simply looked at him.
The brightness came closer. Stefan didn't blink. He looked into the heart of the light and smiled. "He's
been stopped now. Thanks to you."
"It was Bonnie who called us. And she couldn't have done it at the right place and the right time without
you and the others."
"I tried to keep my promise."
"I know, Stefan."
Bonnie didn't like the sound of this at all. It sounded too much like a farewell a permanent one. Her
own words floated back to her:He might go to another place or or just go out. And she didn't want
Stefan to goanywhere . Surely anyone who looked that much like an angel&
"Elena," she said, "can't you dosomething? Can't you help him?" Her voice was shaking.
And Elena's expression as she turned to look at Bonnie, gentle but so sad, was even more distressing. It
reminded her of someone, and then she remembered. Honoria Fell. Honoria's eyes had looked like that,
as if she were looking at all the inescapable wrongs in the world. All the unfairness, all the things that
shouldn't have been, but were.
"I can do something," she said. "But I don't know if it's the kind of help he wants." She turned back to
Stefan. "Stefan, I can cure what Klaus did. Tonight I have that much Power. But I can't cure what
Katherine did."
Bonnie'snumbed brain struggled with this for a while. What Katherine did but Stefan had recovered
months ago from Katherine's torture in the crypt. Then she understood. What Katherine had done was
make Stefan a vampire.
"It's been too long," Stefan was saying to Elena. "If youdid cure it, I'd be a pile of dust."
"Yes." Elena didn't smile, just went on looking at him steadily. "Do you want my help, Stefan?"
"To go on living in this world in the shadows& " Stefan's voice was a whisper now, his green eyes
distant. Bonnie wanted to shake him.Live , she thought to him, but she didn't dare say it for fear she'd
make him decide just the opposite. Then she thought of something else.
"To go on trying," she said, and both of them looked at her. She looked back, chin thrust out, and saw
the beginning of a smile on Elena's bright lips. Elena turned to Stefan, and that tiny hint of a smile passed
to him.
"Yes," he said quietly, and then, to Elena, "I want your help."
She bent and kissed him.
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Bonnie saw the brightness flow from her to Stefan, like a river of sparkling light engulfing him. It flooded
over him the way the dark mist had surrounded Klaus, like a cascade of diamonds, until his entire body
glowed like Elena's.
For an instant Bonnie imagined she could see the blood inside him turned molten, flowing out to each
vein, each capillary, healing everything it touched. Then the glow faded to a golden aura, soaking back
into Stefan's skin. His shirt was still demolished, but underneath the flesh was smooth and firm. Bonnie,
feeling her own eyes wide with wonder, couldn't help reaching out to touch.
It felt just like any skin. The horrible wounds were gone.
She laughed aloud with sheer excitement, and then looked up, sobering. "Elena there's Meredith,
too "
The bright being that was Elena was already moving across the clearing. Meredith looked up at her from
Caroline's lap.
"Hello, Elena," she said, almost normally, except that her voice was so weak.
Elena bent and kissed her. The brightness flowed again, encompassing Meredith. And when it faded,
Meredith stood up on her own two feet.
Then Elena did the same thing with Matt, who woke up, looking confused but alert. She kissed Caroline
too, and Caroline stopped shaking and straightened.
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