CHARLIE WAS LYING ON THE FLOOR OF HER BEDROOM. She was speaking to Caroline over the phone and making rug angels since she did not have the energy to get onto her bed. She had been exhausted from everything that had happened the past couple of weeks, and Damon had called her and told her that something was happening. However, she had barely listened to him and was pretty unsure what the hell he was talking about.

So, there she was, alking to her best friend that she never saw aymore ever since she went to Whitmore. They had made a plan to see each other, but there was always just so much going on that their plans always fell through. "How's college going?"

"All right. I miss you a lot," the blonde girl groaned, and she had been kind of down the whole phone call.

Charlie had a pretty good idea what was bothering her best friend since Tyler had texted her a couple of nights before saying that he had broken up with Caroline. The two girls had a brief phone call where the Forbes girl sobbed, but they did not get much talking done. "I'm sorry about my brother. He's an asshole."

"It's okay. I tried to force all this college stuff on him, and he's been through a lot," Caroline sighed. She had been blaming herself the whole time, and Charlie had repeatedly assured her that it was not her fault. "I should have let him breathe for a minute."

"When can I come visit?" The Lockwood girl changed the subject to something lighter because she was sick and tired of talking about her idiot of a brother. She loved him, but he could be pretty awful a lot of the time.

"Whenever you want," the blonde girl answered, and she seemed to have a lightbulb moment where she calpped her hands together and got really excited. "Ooh! I can take you to all my classes and all my favorite coffee shops and places to hang out, give you the full college experience."

Charlie grinned, and she got really happy at the thought of being able to see her best friend. She had not been having the best month, and Caroline would hopefully be able to fix that. They only joy she ever got was when she was hanging out with Jeremy. "Sounds great. I can't wait."

"Hey, that rhymed!" Caroline exclaimed with a giggle.

"I'm a poet, and I didn't even know it," the Lockwood girl rhymed again, and they both smiled. Charlie sighed, remembering Damon telling her to hurry the hell up, which she hadn't, so she figured that she should probably make her way over there. "Okay, I gotta go kill Silas or something."

The Forbes woman inhaled sharply, happy that she was ont there to help deal with that. She was living her adult life and not having to deal with all the supernatural crap for a while. Actually, she had her own supernatural crap to deal with. "Have fun with that."

"Thanks," Charlie responded, and she hung up before heading over to the Salvatore man's house.

She walked through the front door at the same time as her boyfriend entered the main room of the house. Her eyes widened when she saw that he had a crossbow in his hands and was pointing at a man that looked exactly like Stefan in the middle of the room. She used her common sense to deduct that the man was Silas.

"Hello, hunter. Banner day for you, huh? Didn't you and the Bennett witch used to..." Silas clicked his tongue suggestively and whistled, and then he grinned when he noticed the Lockwood girl standing behind Jeremy, probably hoping that he would cause some problems by mentioning the boy's ex-girlfriend that just died. "Charlie, how nice of you to join us."

The brunette boy turned around and smiled as the girl made her way into the room with them, soon followed by Elena who just appeared out of nowhere. Charlie had actually not been aware that she was back. The older girl assured her brother with the weapon, "It's okay Jer. We all want the same thing today. Silas dead, Bonnie alive."

"AKA, put the damn crossbow down, Pocahontas," Damon clarified, rolling his eyes, and Jeremy shot Charlie a look when she giggled slightly.

He loewred the crossbow and glanced between everyone in the room, honestly surprised that they were all being so trusting. "We're just supposed to believe that he's going to bring Bonnie back to life out of the goodness of his heart?"

"Well, I hope not. I mean, I am kind of a monster," Silas reminded them, and Jeremy raised the crossbow to him once again, and the doppelganger raised his hands in defense. "You know, guys, I'm feeling really ganged up on right now. K? I would hate to lose my temper and do something...crazy. "

"Woah," Charlie breathed out as the man wiggled his finger, and fire shot up. Elena and Jeremy both took a step back, but the Gilbert boy did it so that he could put his arm around the Lockwood girl, pushing her behind him and the crossbow slightly.

The younger female in the room fought the urge to laugh. She loved that he was so protective, but he was forgetting that she was a hybrid and was more than capable of protecting herself. Silas laughed at their responses and extinguished the flame. "Man, I really love being a witch again. I feel like I'm constantly reinventing myself. I'm like a supernatural Madonna, don't you think?"

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JEREMY AND CHARLIE WERE GLARING AT SILAS FROM THE BACK SEAT. Damon was driving, and he was sitting next to them while the Salvatore was on a call with Elena. He hung up a few moments later, and because he was so annoyed, he flung the phone behind him so that the two teenagers had to duck so that it did not hit them in the face. Silas was grinning and having the time of his life. After a few seconds, he looked over at the driver and tried to tell him a joke.

"Knock, knock." No one in the car responded to him because he was an asshole that did not deserve to tell a joke, but he just kept the joke going on his own, talking to himself. "Knock, knock. Who's there? The mayor? The mayor who?"

Damon was ignoring him until Silas made a hand gesture for him to say something so that he could finish his joke. The younger man finally gave him, rolling his eyes as he asked, "Well, who?"

"No one!" Silas exclaimed with a small giggle to himself, and Charlie's mouth dropped open. That was not a funny joke at all. She was expecting him to say something stupid, not mean. When no one laughed at him, the oldest person in the car just continued to explain the joke. "That's the joke. No one's there because I killed the mayor."

"You're a dick," Jeremy replied, and they all fell silent as Silas just talked for the rest of the car ride.

When they finally reached the warehouse, it was nighttime, and they were all so grateful that they did not just have to sit there while the man who killed Jeremy talked and talked and talked and talked. Charlie thought it was never going to end. That was why she groaned as she stumbled out of the car and closed the door behind her. "Thank God."

"How do you do it, Damon?" Silas asked the man as they made their way toward the warehouse. He was trying to get Damon mad and he had been ever since they left Mystic Falls. So far, he had not succeeded, but they still had a whole night ahead of them. Anything could happen. "How can you stand being here while your girlfriend sits at home, worrying about her doppelgänger soul mate?"

"It's called being secure. I'm assuming you know a little bit about that by the way you wear your hair. Please don't tell me you believe in this doppelgänger prophecy crap," Damon responded. Apparently, there was some prophecy that said that Stefan's doppelganger line and Elena's were meant to be together. Damon, obviously, was not very happy about that, but if you thought about it for a second, that meant that Stefan was Katherine's soulmate.

Silas scoffed, and he seemed to be offended by the comment. "Crap? What do you mean 'crap?' Do you not notice the universe trying to mirror my love for Amara by bringing our doppelgängers together?"

"You do realize that by destroying the Other Side, that you are personally moving Heaven and Earth to be together. That's not fate, you idiot. That's you being a crazy person," Damon responded with yet another eye roll.

Then he broke the door handle while walking into the warehouse so that they could enter. Charlie stared at the rows and rows of shelves with boxes that all looked the same, and she wondered what the hell she had gotten herself into. Jeremy clapped his hands together ready, to grab the anchor and get back as soon as possible. "Okay. Where is this stupid anchor thing?"

"I have no idea," the doppelganger answered, and they all spun around to look at him in shock and horror. He chuckled when he saw their faces and raised his hands in surrender. "Give me some credit, man. I did psychically dive into Tessa's mind to see this specific warehouse."

"Well, what does it look like?" Charlie questioned, peeking inside one of the crates on the ground in hopes that there was a possibility that it happened to be in the first one that she looked in.

"Again, I have no idea. Tessa created it after she locked me away in a tomb for two thousand years and left me to starve," Silas reminded them, and he raised his eyebrows, wondering why the hell they were mad at me. "Remember? Remote island, creepy hallucinations?"

The Lockwood muttered underneath her breath, "I remember you killing my boyfriend."

"Was he you boyfriend at the time?" the doppelganger asked, and she just glared at him. Jeremy rolled his eyes ande patted her on her shoulder. "I rest my case. Besides, that was Katherine's fault."

Damon seemed to have just processed what Silas had said earlier. He whipped around with wide eyes, realizing that they were going to be there all freaking night, "Wait. You don't know where it is or what it looks like?"

"It binds a spell to a supernatural hell dimension. It's not going to look like a freaking IKEA sink."