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The end of the day came slowly and painfully. When you're excited for something, or dreading something, time seems to drag on but when we're having fun life has the effect of flying by in a flash. "Elena!" Stefan jogged out of his honors literature class to where she stood poised at her locker. He had no idea how she did it; managing to be so graceful and seem so delicate and breakable, but yet be dating a vampire and be so strong.

"Hey Stefan." She smiled at him like she didn't have a care in the world. Her smile dazzled him and he kissed her sweetly.

"Look, that women Katherine from this morning.. there's a long story behind her that we don't really have time for, but in short, she was released from a tomb.. and my guess is that it happened most likely last night." Elena barely had time to blink before Stefan was finished speaking. Her head was reeling. After a minute of silence between the two, Elena looked directly into Stefan's eyes and said something neither of them expected.

"I know who opened the tomb and let her out." She paused. "For what reason, I don't know." That part Stefan could tell was puzzling her. He skipped the part about asking how she knew and went straight to the source.

"Who?" He took her shoulders in his hands and waited for an answer. "Who did it Elena? I need to know." The name wouldn't form on her lips. She shook her head and Stefan became desperate. "Elena, please." He begged her for the information he lacked.

"It was Damon.." Stefan released her shoulders and moved his face back an inch in shock denial.

"But, why-" He couldn't get the rest of the sentence out without first becoming furious. "If he did this.." Stefan's eyes burned with that fury only vampires would ever hold. His muscles visibly tensed under his form fitting navy blue t-shirt. He made a move to leave when Elena grasped his forearm.

"I can't believe I'm going to say this Stefan, but don't hurt him." Her amber-brown eyes pleaded with him so much his shoulders relaxed and he let out the breath he must have been holding for some time.

"Despite his past actions, I believe he can redeem himself. You don't know the pain he's drowning in." Stefan's expression mirrored the confusion Elena felt inside. "I'm sorry." Elena shook her head, making her straight brown hair sway from side to side. She took one last look at Stefan, shut her locker without removing any books, and walked quickly out the doors to the school. Stefan remained where he stood, utterly alone in the hallway and completely mentally disoriented.