Cassie was glad to finally get some blood in her sister, a blood bag being her dinner, and she continued to lurk. Now, now that she knew who she was protecting, she knew she had to take the heat off of her somehow. And she had ways... she headed back to her small cottage tgat she had been granted. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and stripped, walking around her house in her bra and underwear before she changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a black blouse with her sleeves rolled up. She slipped back into her heels and opened up the door to her basement and grabbed her hunter's satchel, and she pulled her hair up and left again.

"Not, let the games begin." She chuckled before she flashed to the house she knew the Originals were holed up in. Elijah answered.

"Cassie? What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Hayley, isn't it? I need to speak to her." she said, and soon the brunette came to the door. "Hayley, right?"

She nodded, and Cassie looked to her. "Come in." She said, and Cassie stood before her. "Who are you?"

"A girl about to take a lot of heat. I know you're a wolf, can I borrow your venom?" She asked, and Hayley looked to her. "I would just take a needle and pull some from a gland in your mouth. Painless."

Hayley nodded and Cassie pulled a sterile needle from her bag and pulled some of the venom from her. "What are you doing? Elijah told me about you, but why protect a witch. Most other vampires wouldn't."

Cassie sighed, hearing Klaus coming. "Because I owe it to someone." She said, flashing away and into the night life of the city. She was on a mission, and she was going to cause a lot of chaos to keep her safe. That witch had a guardian to be reckoned with that was certain.

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Damon couldn't help her much, but he sat beside her once she finally succumbed to sleep and he brought his hands to her temples, invading her dreams and bringing her to a warm place to attempt to explain it to her. 

They were in a beautiful meadow and he was seated beside her. "Anya, I know that this is hard to drink in, but the world isn't as it seems. Vampires, werewolves, hybrids, witches. They all exist. All of them, and I am a vampire, but unlike most, I won't bring any hatm unto you. You are powerful, in fact more powerful a witch than I have ever seen... and because of that you are a target... because if you wanted to, you could bring anyone of the other races to their knees."

He sighed in the dream, and looked to her. "For now, you need to rest, and to cope. I will watch over you. You have had a rough night, and I want to help. Despite what you may hear about me... I know what it's like to lose those who mean a lot to you. Part of why I am here is to try to escape it all, but it seems anywhere there is a supernatural epicenter... tragedy. So sleep, I will be here when you wake up." 

After he left her to sleep, Damon locked the doors and closed the curtains. This would be fun...