Here Lies Stefan Salvatore

by thisismythrowaway

Interactions with Stefan Salvatore after death and how the group copes with their loss. I can't write for Damon at all, excuse the awkward first chapter. It will probably be edited later.

Damon.

He approached the make-do grave that Stefan's friends had prepared. He was the only one there with Stefan's body, with his younger brothers lifeless body, covered with a sheet and placed carefully by the grave.

Damon had seen many dead bodies, he'd caused the most death throughout his years. Those people were just that- human, so wonderfully human. They had never left Damon in such a state.

But being so close to stefan yet knowing he had passed on was bordering on unbearable for Damon.

He approached the empty grave, wearing all black for the occasion. He carefully stepped into the grave, holding his brother gently in his arms, it was too late to protect him now, all he could do was put him to rest.

He let a tear fall from his eye as his brother was placed in his grave.

He began burying him, harshly his anger making the gesture more aggressive than loving.

He began to walk away, but turned to examine his work.

"One more thing, stefan." He hadn't noticed he had been crying so badly that his vision blurred "please stefan. Don't be dead. Just stop." He sighed distraughtly. Wiping harshly at his tears. "Just.. Don't be dead brother. I need you here."