"Yeah, I am, actually," Elena acknowledged, beginning to wonder if it was magic at work that had made them feel like that when they'd neared the fence. It wouldn't be the first time she'd entered a spell like that. If only Bonnie was there...

The name popped into her head out of nowhere, followed by a deluge of memories too fast to process. Bonnie, her best friend, a witch.

Taking a deep breath, she glanced over at Helen and quietly asked, "Do you believe in magic?" It was a crazy question to ask, but they were living in crazy times.