"Can you use a human knife and fight us?" Bette asked.

Alice grinned, "I see, so you can fight a real witch."

"Great idea!" Dana exclaimed.

"You’re so smart baby," I said kissing Bette square on the lips.

She smiled proudly and handed Alice the knife. "Remember, my bones are breakable," she said, "so easy on the counterattacks."

"I’ll go first because that’s how it will be tomorrow," Carmen said.

"Bring it mamacita!" Alice teased tossing the knife from hand to hand.

Dana laughed and resisted to urge to lunge at her. I know because I’ve seen that reaction before.

Carmen lunged at Alice and Alice quickly stabbed. Carmen stepped back in surprise, seeing the harmless stab wound on her stomach.

"First mistake," Alice said, "never attack a witch head on."

"Holy shit!" I muttered.

Alice smirked, "you got alot to learn."

After hours and hours of fighting, Alice proved to be a worthy opponent, having managed to stab every single one of us at least once and then explaining what we did wrong. The worst part is knowing that Helena is stronger, and her knife won’t be a harmless human knife.

When we finally got through a round where none of us got stabbed, we called a night.

"We’re as ready as we’ll ever be," I said.

"Yeah, let’s just hope that healer sticks to her word if something should go wrong," Shane said as we filed into the cabin.

I stayed behind as everyone went in and looked back at Dana and Alice who stayed behind to talk. I saw a look of concern cross Dana’s features and they both started walking towards me.

"What?" I asked knowing something was wrong.

"I didn’t want to say this in front of them because I don’t want them to be nervous or overly protective," Alice said, "but I think you should know."

"What is it Alice?" I asked.

"Helena knows you’re weakness," Alice said, "she killed Henry to enrage you to attack. When you didn’t attack she knew you had made a new connection to sever the one you had to your original creator."

"She killed Henry!?" I cried. I felt my anger rise but I kept myself calm. After all, my connection with him had been broken when I had the scent.