Hello! I had major writers block for this chapter so I apologize if it totally sucks. There was not much going on this chapter, as planned. It's just Stefan reacting to Elena not remember him and such. Now onto the topic of compulsion.. considering the fact that Stefan is such a huge part Elena's life.. she is going to rather confused as to why she can't remember some things and why they don't make sense. Compulsion in this story is going to be different than it is in the story. Next chapter there's actually going to be Stelena interaction, I promise. Like always, review and I hope you all enjoy this chapter!


| ELENA'S POV |

Another sigh is released. The clock shows that it's 12:38. I want…better yet need to sleep. After my encounter with Damon, I haven't been able to close my eyes and rest. The memory of his grip on my throat is imprinted my mind resulting in my inability to fall asleep. He was angry.. furious is the better word to describe what he was feeling and I must have caused. When he finally released me, he asked me if I have talked to Stefan lately.. don't know why he asked me that question considering I've never met anyone by the name of Stefan. However, he appeared to be pleased by my response to his question because a smirk appeared on his face. I asked him what he had done to me but he simply walked away, leaving me with questions and feeling empty inside once again.

My eyes slowly close as I make another attempt to drift away to a sleep that may never come tonight.

My body is wrapped tightly around a blanket, protecting from the cold winds blowing. I'm standing on the deck of the lake house admiring the view before me. The water's calm, no sign of disturbance and I feel calm because of it. I also feel.. happy. The atmosphere surrounding me is peaceful, therefor am I at peace.

I hear footsteps approaching me and I want to look back to see who the footsteps belong to be I am not able to. My body is frozen in its place. The footsteps stop and I feel the presence of their owner behind me. In a second, strong arms wrap themselves around me. Where I should be feeling scared, instead I react by leaning my body against the others and smile. I want nothing more than to look at who's responsible for causing me so much happiness with such a simple action, but my body remains frozen.

A gentle kiss is placed upon my cheek and I feel my heart skip a beat. A surge of warmth courses through my body caused by the kiss. My mouth opens to speak but I do not understand the words that are coming out of my mouth. I notice the way my thump gently caresses the hands wrapped around and the way my head leans against his shoulder. I feel his breath on my neck and I know he's speaking but I can't hear anything.

My eyes once again open and I feel as though my heart is going to beat out of my chest. Darkness surrounds and there are little changes between blinks. Looking left, all that can be seen is the flashing of 1:43 a.m. I run my fingers through my hair, removing the strands sticking to my face caused my the sweat trickling down my forehead.

"It was just a dream.." I whisper to myself as I rest my head against the pillow. My eyes roam the darkness as I await my heart to return to it's regular beat. I wrap my fingers around the fabric surrounding me and I wrap it around my figure tightly. My eyes close once again and I hope the dream I experienced doesn't make another appearance. But I'm only fooling myself, because I want to feel his arms around me and feel.. happy. I don't like feeling empty like this.

| CAROLINE'S POV |

I have spent all night imagining what's going on with Elena and Stefan. The way I see it there's only two possibilities. Either Elena managed to convince Stefan to come back to Mystic Falls, or Stefan simply rejected her. If that is the case, I assume I'll be receiving a phone call from a very furious Stefan Salvatore when I manage to get my phone back. I know 'accidentally' leaving my cellphone on the bed, giving Elena complete access to it was in complete violation of Stefan's request, but hearing all that Eena had to say about Stefan caused me to feel bad for her and I figured she deserved a chance to convince Stefan to come home.

After last night I have no doubts in my mind that Elena loves Stefan with all her heart and the feelings mutual on Stefan's side. So, I'm just hoping these two will be able to put their past behind them and start anew. After everything they have been through and all the challenges they have faced, they deserve to be happy once and for all. Stefan and Elena.. they complete each other. Stefan is able to strengthen her weaknesses and visa versa and that's how love should be. Without Stefan, Elena will have to live the rest of her human years with a hole in her heart that nobody will be able to fill, and the same goes to Stefan. They're soul mates.

I woke up this morning eager to know of the events of last night between Stefan and Elena. My first thought was to call Elena and demand that she spill everything that happened last night but then I realized she still had my phone in her possession. After completing my daily morning routine that consisted of spending an hour deciding what to wear and drinking two blood bags I got in my car and sped towards the boarding house. When I step inside the boarding house I just want to see Stefan and Elena wrapped in each other's arms whispering to each other words of love. I honestly don't know what I'd do if I see Elena alone, and Stefan nowhere in sight.

I walk the usual path leading up to the front door and I don't how it's possible but I feel nervous and excited at the same time. And I know that only means I'll end up feeling sad or happy when I step inside and see the results of last nights events. I just hope Elena noticed that I left the phone on the bed because if she didn't the girl has lost her only chance to get Stefan back. I look around and notice that Damon's car is nowhere in sight and I let out a sigh of relief. But my happiness is short lived when I notice my car is the only one in sight.. which means Stefan's not home yet, or is not coming at all.

"Ugh, today is an emotional roller coaster and that I do want to ride.."

I open the door of the boarding house and step inside only to be greeted by Elena herself walking down the stairs. I try to read her expression but it's like she doesn't feel anything at all. She doesn't look happy but yet she doesn't look sad either.

"Hey, Caroline." There's a small smile on her lips and I grow more confused by the second.

"Hey.." I respond, my eyebrows slightly furrowed by the way she's acting. I'm not sure whether I should ask her about Stefan so I just remain still and wait for her to say something or hint me of her and Stefan's current relationship status.

"You're here for your phone, right? It's up in.." I watch as her head tilts to the side as if she's deep in thought. "It's up in.. the room." She finally says. I stare at her for a couple seconds trying to figure out what that was all about.

"Did you call him?" I finally ask, tired of beating around the bush. Elena is seriously freaking me out with the way she's acting.

"Call who?"

"Stefan. Did you call Stefan?"

Elena releases an irritated sigh and runs her fingers through her. "Seriously.. who's Stefan and why do you and Damon talk to me about him like I'm supposed to know him or something?"

Okay, what the hell is going on?

| STEFAN'S POV |

Saying goodbye was a choice but it was never the final answer. I left Mystic Falls in hopes to live a life of my own.. but I know now that there's no life worth living without Elena by my side. I'm willing to trade a thousand years of my life for the opportunity to spend an hour with Elena. Goodbye is never the final answer.. not when it comes down to Elena.

My hand grips the steering tightly as I drove towards the boarding house. Once again I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve, opening myself to the possibility of getting my heart broken once again.

She loves me, that's all I know and that's all I care about.

There's a small in lips when the boarding house finally comes into the view. I take a moment to reminiscence on the moments me and Elena have shared on that house.

Knowing that Elena is inside that house, waiting for me gives me the necessary motivation and courage to exit my vehicle and literally run towards the front door. I take a quick pause noticing Caroline's car and I smile to myself knowing that it's thanks to her Elena and I are giving our relationship another shot.

I finally reach the front door and waste no time to open the door and step inside. My entrance causes both Elena and Caroline to look up at me startled. I stand there for a couple seconds watching their reactions to my appearance. At first they both are surprised but their reactions quickly change. Caroline stares at me with this look on her face, the look she usually has when something has gone terribly wrong. My eyes leave her and move onto Elena who is looking rather confused.

"Elena.." I whisper her name, overwhelmed by having her so close to me. It's only been a week and two and yet it feels as though I haven't seen her in forever.

Caroline appears beside me in a blink of an eye, she places her hand gently on my shoulder. I tear my eyes away from Elena and turn my head sideways to look at Caroline.

"There's something you should know, Stef."


"What do you mean you she can't remember me!? My fingers roughly run through my hair as I begin to pace, my mind racing with thoughts.

"It means exactly that, Stefan! She can't remember you! I asked her a million questions about you and she doesn't remember a thing. It's like every memory she has of you have been completely wiped from her mind."

Everything stopped. I stopped pacing and turned to face her, our eyes communicated what we were both thinking.

"She's been compelled." Why words are a mere whisper as I rest my face in the palm of my hands. I hear Caroline let out a sigh as I try and control my breathing.

The universe has tried its hardest to keep and Elena apart, and I believe now it has finally succeeded on its task. Nothing is stronger than compulsion. My love for Elena is once again is not the solution to our problems. I'm once again powerless and with no solutions to offer.

"What are we going to do, Care."

Caroline shifts from one foot to another and just stares at me with this look in her eyes that confirms my worst fear. There's nothing we cant do. Not unless we want Elena to be vampire again and I refuse to turn her into the one thing she never wanted to become just because I want her to remember me. I can't be that selfish.. and I'm disgusted in myself at the fact that the thought even crossed my mind the first place.

"We'll figure something out, Stefan. We always do. We always find a way."


It's times like these that I blame myself for all that has happened to Elena. It has all led up with this-this moment. She has lost everything and everyone and I blame myself for all that happened to her. My knees are scarred from falling without bracing or maybe they're scarred from dropping down to my knees relentlessly and praying. Praying that my ability to love cure her from the pain and suffering she experiences.

Relationships are strengthened by the moments that make us weak. How can you life someone up if they have never fallen? But how many falls do I have to take and how many tears do I have to catch in order for us to be together?

She is my universe. I should be gazing at the twinkles in her eyes as the moon-like glow of her face is temporarily eclipsed by the passage of her hair. She should be here… laying beside me.. her head resting on my chest as she sleeps, my arms wrapped around her figure-tugging her closer to me.

All I want to do is whisper "We will be ok" in her ear. Allow it to serve as breath of life to hopefully resurrect her fallen spirit.

Putting yourself out there emotionally can be the most magical and greatest times of your life. It also leaves you very vulnerable for a lot of hurt if it should come to a halt. But the most important thing to remember is.. if it's right.. don't give up.

What me and Elena have is right.

If my memories of Elena were completely erased, there is no doubt in my mind that she will do everything in her power get me back. Because that's what true love is all about.. never giving up on that person. No matter how difficult things get, you never give up.

I'm not giving up.

I gently place the pen down beside me, and I close the journal for the night.