"Oh, Bonnie," Meredith muttered, reaching past her, shifting the pile of bagels and the carton of orange juice she was carrying, and rapping loudly on the door.
"I don't know what to say," Bonnie whispered back, agonized.
Then the door opened, and Matt appeared, red-eyed and pale. He seemed somehow smal er and more hunched into himself than Bonnie had ever seen him. Overwhelmed with pity, she forgot al about being nervous and launched herself into his arms, dropping the muffin in the process.
"I'm so sorry," she choked out, tears running down her face. Matt held on to her tightly, bending over and burying his head in her shoulder. "It's okay," she said finaly, desperately, patting the back of his head. "I mean, no, it's not ... of course it's not ... but we love you, we're here."
"I couldn't help him," Matt said duly, his face stil pressed against Bonnie's neck. "I tried my best, but he died anyway."
Elena and Meredith joined them, wrapping their arms around Matt from either side.
"We know," Elena said, rubbing his back. "You did everything you could for him."
Matt pul ed out of their arms eventualy and gestured around the room. "Al this stuff is his," he said. "His parents don't feel like they're ready to clear out his things yet, they told the police. It's kil ing me to see it al stil here when he's not. I thought about packing it up for his parents, but there's a possibility that the police might want to look through his stuff."
Bonnie shuddered at the thought of what Christopher's parents must be going through.
"Have something to eat," Meredith said. "I bet you haven't eaten for ages. Maybe it'l help you feel better." Al three girls fussed around, fixing the breakfast they'd brought for Matt, then convincing him to taste something, anything. He drank some juice and picked at a bagel, his head lowered. "I was at the police station al night," he said.
"I had to keep going over and over what happened."
"What did happen?" Bonnie asked tentatively.
Matt sighed. "I realy wish I knew. I just saw somebody dressed in black running away from Christopher. I wanted to chase him, but Chris needed my help. And then he died. I tried, but I couldn't do anything." His forehead creased into a frown. "The realy weird thing, though," he said slowly, "is that, even though I saw a person running away, the police think Christopher was attacked by some kind of animal. He was ... pretty ripped up."
Elena and Meredith exchanged an alert glance. "A vampire?" said Meredith. "Or a werewolf, maybe?"
"I was wondering about that," Matt admitted. "It makes sense." Without seeming to notice, he finished his bagel, and Elena took advantage of his distraction to slip some fruit onto his plate.
Bonnie wrapped her arms around herself. "Why?" she asked. "Why is it that, wherever we go, weird, scary things happen around us? I thought that once we left Fel 's Church things would be different."
No one argued with her. For a little while, they al sat quietly, and Bonnie felt as if they were huddling together, trying to protect themselves from something cold and horrible.
Finaly, Meredith reached out and took an orange slice off Matt's plate. "The first thing we need to do, then, is to investigate and try to figure out if these attacks and disappearances are supernatural." She chewed thoughtfuly. "As much as I hate to say it, we should probably get Damon on this. He's good at this kind of thing. And Stefan should know what's going on, too." She looked at Elena, her voice gentle. "I'l talk to them, okay, Elena?" Elena shrugged. Bonnie could tel she was trying to keep her expression blank, but her lips were trembling. "Of course," she said after a minute. "I'm sure they're both checking things out anyway. You know how paranoid they are."
"Not without reason," Meredith said dryly.
Matt's eyes were wet. "Whatever happens, I need you to promise me something," he said. "Please, be careful. I can't - let's not lose anyone else, okay?" Bonnie snuggled closer to him, putting her hand on his.
Meredith reached over and placed her hand over both of theirs, and Elena added hers to the pile. "We'l take care of one another," Elena said.
"A vow," said Bonnie, trying to smile. "We'l always watch out for one another. We'l make sure everyone is safe."
At that moment, as they murmured in agreement, she was sure they could do it.
Meredith pivoted and stepped forward, swinging her staff down to strike at Samantha's heavily padded knees.
Samantha dodged the blow, then jabbed her own staff straight toward Meredith's head. Meredith blocked the blow, then thrust her staff at Samantha's chest.
Samantha staggered backward and lost her footing.
"Wow," she said, rubbing her col arbone and looking at Meredith with a mixture of resentment and appreciation.
"That hurt, even with the padding. I've never trained with anyone so strong before."
"Oh, Well," Meredith said modestly, feeling absurdly pleased, "I practice a lot."
"Uh-huh," Samantha said, eyeing her. "Let's take a break." She flopped down on the mat, and Meredith, her staff balanced lightly in one hand, sat beside her.