"There's no time to explain-"

"What do you mean-"

"Please Just help me take them to the car!" Liv yelled back, trying to carry a Wiccan in red, "Damon's body is too weak- he.. he won't survive! If you want him to live.. just do as I say! Move him to the car."

Alaric was confused, and too weak after the fight he, Damon, Bonnie and Liv had against a gang of Wiccans they found lurking in the woods of Mystic Falls. Damon lost a lot of his blood and fell on the ground unconscious, trying to save Bonnie, after she repeated a spell that was probably stronger than the one she did when she successfully brought them all back from the Other Side.

Alaric carried Damon's weak body, and hurried to the car, followed by Liv and Bonnie who were both carrying the Wiccan in red, after checking the scene for a last time for any sign of any Wiccan alive.

"Can you please tell me where we're going?" Alaric yelled again in the car, as Liv drove as fast as she could,

"To my grandmother's" Liv swallowed hard, "What happened to Damon- that spell the Wiccan in red repeated? It.. It's not the blood loss that's weakening Damon, it's the spell. The spell makes the soul refuse to live within its body. There is a fight going on right now within your friend, his soul is trying so hard to leave I just- my grandmother will explain it better than me but for now," Liv turned to look at Alaric, "He needs a new body," and then again to the road, leaving both Alaric and Bonnie exchange looks in utter disbelief.

Liv's grandmother opened the door and it only took her a second to figure out what was happening, when she saw the Wiccan in red, Damon's semi-lifeless body, her granddaughter and her two friends with panic filling their faces.

"You two follow me. You stay here." She said and hurried back in, with both Liv and Bonnie following her. Moments later, they all reappeared with candles and salt. Pushing past Alaric, Liv's grandmother quickly headed to the center of her front yard and placed the candles in a shape of a star

"Put him here," She said, pointing to the center of the star, and Alaric quickly moved Damon, not daring to ask any questions. The grandmother moved again to create a circle with the salt and directed the girls to put the Wiccan in the circle. Checking her work, The grandmother held both Liv and Bonnie's hands, "Repeat after me." She said, and then shot Alaric a look, "You have to go to the car. Souls prefer live bodies."

Alaric raised his eyebrow and wanted to protest but decided against it. There was no time. He quickly turned around after checking his friend for the last time and headed to the car, hearing the three witches repeating a spell.

"Could someone.. please.. explain to me what's going on?" Alaric said, when Bonnie texted him that it was safe for him now to return. He came back and found the Wiccan and Damon still in their previous positions. Nothing appeared to have changed.

"Don't worry, your friend will be alright. I would have invited you in I just.. Can't trust vampires. Take him, and his body home-"

"Him and his body- Please explain!" Alaric said, losing his temper this time. Damn them witches.

Liv sighed, "As I said in the car, the Wiccan cast a spell on Damon that made his soul hate his body-"

"No, that's not right." Liv's grandmother said, interrupting her, "Wicca isn't supposed to be harmful, or at least that's how it started. A peaceful kind of magic. The spell this Wiccan used wasn't meant to leave his body, unless it really needed to. In your friend's case, it apparently did. He would have stayed unconscious forever. A soulless body, until the Wiccan that cast that spell died so that his soul could be transferred to her body. He was lucky for this Wiccan did die, and with our help, we could transfer his soul to her body-"

"Wait, wait, please I'm a lost- Are you trying to tell me that Damon is.. is now in this body?" Alaric said, pointing to the Wiccan girl in red,

"Yes."

"And.. like, that's it? Can't you transfer it back to his body?"

"No-"

"This is bullshit, there has got to be a way!"

"I'm sorry but, there is nothing I can do. As I said, however, that Wicca is originally peaceful. Look at your friend's body. Does it look dead?"

Alaric looked at Damon's body which was lying on the ground and it indeed didn't look dead at all. Just.. asleep.

"The Wiccan was obviously desperate. She needed a spell that stopped you and your friends from killing her friends, not counting on the fact that she would die herself, and also not really thinking your friend needed that spell to work. It's funny, really, what happened to your friend. A coincidence. Consider yourselves lucky. Preserve his body, until he is able to figure out what it is he needs to do with his new body, and maybe then his soul could finally return to his old one."

With that, Liv's grandmother grabbed her granddaughter by her arm and headed to the house, closing the door behind her, leaving Alaric and Bonnie by two bodies. Alaric sighed, dropping himself on the ground next to his friend. Bonnie sat next to him, putting her hand on his shoulder,

"it's going to be alright.." She whispered, "At lease, he's not dead.."

Alaric nodded slowly. At least he wasn't dead.

To be continued.