A/N: Hey all! Here's my newest story "Meet Me On the Horizon"! This is just the prologue but if anyone is interested in me pursuing the story, please review and let me know what you think! I'm still not sure if I want to write it in first person or in third person so this prologue will be written in third person. Enjoy!

PROLOGUE:

Stefan Salvatore laid flat on the ground of hotel room. He was moving his feet and hands as if he was driving his beloved Ferrari kart "Francesca"- He could hear the sound of the waves crashes off the shore and the low hum of the sun. He was envisioning his win in Monaco that would occur later that day.

"...along the Beau Rivage, long left into Massenet, into the short right of Casino. Sharp right into Mirabeau, then sharp left into Loews, mind the guard rails..."He said quietly to himself. A sudden knock at the door brought Stefan promptly to his feet. When he opened the door, he wasn't surprised to see who was standing behind it. She was wearing a cream colored Herve Leger dress that perfectly complimented her olive skin tone. She pushed her long brown hair to the side and seductively smiled when Stefan opened the door.

"Well, hello there Stefan," She stated. Stefan deviously smiled back and pulled her into his room where he began to cover every inch of her body with lustful kisses.

"I wasn't expecting you to be here," he admitted. She just looked up at Stefan with exotic eyes and put her lips to his ear.

"Did you miss me? I missed you. I missed all of you." She moaned into his ear. Stefan pulled her closer to him and took in everything about her. She was growing impatient and wanted to take things to the bedroom. Stefan took note of her suggestion and he slipped off her dress only to be revealed that she was wearing risqué French lingerie underneath which excited him immensely.

"Life is full of surprises, isn't it?" She sauntered. Stefan just widely smiled and pulled her closer to him, letting his hormones take over.

"Yes it is, Katherine. Yes, it is."

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"Elena, how many times are we going to go over this? I said I was sorry, what more do you want from me!" Elijah yelled with frustration as Elena Michaelson gently touched her small but growing baby bump while scornfully blasting her husband.

"You said you were going to be there! You told me you could make it! 'Don't worry my love, I'll be there,'" Elena mimicked Elijah and continued her rant, "I have a midwife following me with every step I take- my doctor flew in just because you wanted me to stay for the race and yet you couldn't even be there for me! God, I'm so sick of having to do everything by myself. Do you know what it's like having an absent husband? It sucks, okay? It really sucks because as I'm trying to create a stable life for us, you're still racing around the track until four in the morning and coming back at noon. Where were you? Were you out drinking? Screwing someone else? I sit in hotel room after hotel room, carrying our child inside of me and yet you can't even make a fucking doctor's appointment. I'm done Elijah, I am so done. You know ever since you lost the championship three years ago, things haven't been the same. I can't handle this stress, my pregnancy is high risk as it is and you aren't helping that at all. This may be the first race of the season, but it's the last one I'll be attending. I'm going back home to Virginia tomorrow. Don't bother trying to convince me otherwise because I'm done Elijah, I am so finished with this marriage. What happened to the guy I fell in love with?"

Elijah pressed his mouth into a firm line while his hands were shaking.

"You know what you signed up for when you married me, Elena. You knew exactly what to expect. Don't be so bitter because I missed one appointment. You married me… Because? For what? Because Stefan wanted to pursue his career? Or because you cheated on him with me? Every day it's something with you Elena, why can't you be like all the other wives and just put everyone else first? I'm so tired of hearing you complain about what's wrong with you. Did you ever consider what it's like for me? I have this life for us. I would have retired a long time ago but you're the one who convinced me to stay! If anyone is to blame for the fall of our marriage, it's you."

Elena rummaged through the drawers and closet and sloppily packed her bags while avoiding eye contact with Elijah. Elijah was raging, he was angry and fed up with their arguments. Feeling guilty about his remark, he went over to comfort his wife but she slipped underneath his embrace and walked towards the door.

"I'm going out for a while. Don't follow me." Elena requested. Elijah sat on their bed and rubbed his temples with frustration. Elena entered the elevator to go to the lobby. She kept thinking about what Elijah had said, about why she married him. Truth be told, Elena never really fell out of love with Stefan, she just couldn't support his choices. She wanted the life she has now with him, she wanted her baby to be his. She wanted to be Elena Salvatore but when Elijah came offering all of that, she had to take it. Elena made Elijah fall in love with her and she hates herself for it.

The elevator had just reached the lobby when her phone suddenly started buzzing. It was a text message from Caroline.

Caroline: "Hey E! How did the appointment go?"

Elena: "Hi Car, it went well. Baby's good. Still too early to tell what sex it is. How's Klaus & my nephew?"

Caroline: "Klaus and Tristan are well. Out playing soccer. Matt and 'Bekah are here- having a picnic today- they miss you, we all miss you."

Elena felt a few tears escape from her eyes as she read the message. She missed being home with her family; she desperately wished she could be there. Another text message came from Caroline.

Caroline: "How's Elijah? We're going to watch the race here. Send him our best & love"

Elena sighed in frustration and disgust. She wanted to tell Caroline about their fight but the more Elena thought about it, the more she felt sorry for what she said.

Elena: "Elijah is well, nervous but he said his time at the track was good. And will do, miss all of you too. Hoping to come home in a few weeks for a long weekend if Elijah let's me."

Caroline: "Good luck with that one! LOL"

Elena knew Elijah would never let her go home without him. She locked her phone and walked passed the bar, itching for a strong drink but patted her stomach and smiled at the life growing inside of her. Stefan was sitting at the bar with Katherine when he saw Elena. And as soon as he got a glance of her, every neuron in his body was set on fire.

Could it be? He thought. It couldn't be. There's no way. His gaze was fixated on her until he finally convinced himself it wasn't Elena. Katherine hung on his arm and diverted his attention to her but deep down, Stefan knew it was her.

Elena pulled on her Ray-Ban sunglasses and exited the building. She felt the warm sun on her face and instantly felt a little better. She walked away from the building to the street of high-end designer shops to temporarily relieve her sadness. As she was crossing the street, she saw a family happily walking together from the beach. She wanted that more than anything and Elena was determined to have that with or without Elijah. But then Elena got to thinking about her child and how if she left Elijah, there would be a missing piece to her family. Elena constantly teeter-totter with her emotions; one minute she hates Elijah and the next she forgives him. That flaw was the reason for Elena's current state of life, her decision to choose Elijah over Stefan was the worst choice Elena had ever made.