Okay so my story was supposed to be a one shot but I got requests to continue it which boosted my confidence enough to actually do it so I'm going to continue it and call it "Her Soul's Eternal Mate". So make sure you read Captured before this. I also slipped in a line from the books haha.

Enjoy :)

Stefan then bust down the door, Alaric standing behind him with a bunch of vervain darts. Alaric looked around for any sign of danger, "We need to leave…NOW!"

Alaric! Of course! How could he forget about the vampire-hunting history teacher? They raced through the basement door. Using his superhuman speed, Damon grabbed Elena and went towards the front door. If only it were that easy. Before he could reach to open it, two vampires appeared in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks. Alaric and Stefan caught up, only to realize they were surrounded by them.

"What do you want with us?" Elena cried.

She was ignored. "Well well well…what do we have here? Both the Salvatore boys in one house. We are just so honored to have you here." The voice of sarcasm was Fredrick. He stepped closer to get a better look at Elena and Damon shielded her body with his own, his face only an inch away from Fredrick's. Fredrick laughed and turned around and began to walk away. Not turning his back to look at them, "oh yes…we wouldn't want anything to happen to Katherine 2.0 now would we?" followed by a simple command: "kill them." Next thing Elena knew vampires were being thrown, punched kicked and stabbed with such speed that she couldn't tell who was who. Nobody had bothered with her since they knew if they got rid of the 3 men, killing her would be a piece of cake. Suddenly Alaric's body was thrown against the wall next to her and she watched as an angry vampire bit into him. She screamed and it caused the vampire to stop and look at Alaric. Elena was confused. Why would he stop just because she screamed? The vampire suddenly fell on the floor, not moving. She should've known. Alaric was smart; of course he wasn't going to fight off vampires without any vervain in his system. She briefly smiled at the sight of him, forgetting about her vampire lovers. Suddenly she was grabbed and closed her eyes as she prepared for the pain that she was about to endure.

Nothing.

She slowly opened her eyes and realized they were outside. Stefan held her chin up and looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world. It was daylight so the other vampires who survived couldn't follow them outside.

"You alright?"

Before she could answer she had to make sure. She moved out of his hold to look past him. There was Damon, bending over and resting his hands on his knees and Alaric was on the ground next to him catching his breath.

"Ric you might want to lay off the chocolate cake from now on, I could barely lift you"

"Kiss my ass Salvatore"

Elena turned back to look at Stefan, his deep wounds slowly closing up. She reached and hugged him. "Yes I'm fine, thank you so much Stefan." His eyes closed hugging her with all his being.

"Very touching. Do you want me to imitate a violin?"

It was nice to see that Damon's sense of humor was still perfectly intact. But Elena felt like he needed to pay for ruining the perfectly pleasant moment that she was sharing with Stefan. She walked over and kicked him in the shin as hard as she could. He didn't flinch. "ooo yeah you know how I like it rough. I guess that makes two of us huh?" he said with that sexy arrogant grin on his face. Elena couldn't help but giggle, going over what had transpired in that basement in her head.

It suddenly occurred to her where she was and who she was with. Stefan. Oh my god Stefan. She slowly turned around, afraid to see him. He had the most pained look on his face. If she didn't know any better she would think that he was staked in the heart. It kind of felt like he did.

"I…I have to go" he swallowed thickly and was gone before she could open her mouth.

"Stefan!" she yelled after him, but it was no use.

She felt Damon's hand on her shoulder and she shrugged it off and moved away from his touch. She was angry. Angry at him, angry at herself, angry at the situation. Stefan was nothing less than a perfect boyfriend when they were together. Of course she didn't want perfect and that's why it didn't work out. She knew the problem was her. He was amazing to her in every way, even after she broke his heart. But sleeping with his brother was just throwing salt on his wounds.

"I'm going home" she said with a cold voice, not even bothering to look at Damon as she began to walk away. He slowly walked behind her.

Okay I realize it was short and no smut this time. But next time…. ;)

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