A/N: Hey All! So, this maybe considered a bit of a filler chapter. But, I just wanted to write something a little fun for this one for a change. Hope you all like this Update! Also, It has a flashback in it!

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CHAPTER TEN-Learning To Breath Again-

She couldn't believe her eyes when he had parked the car. There it stood, the families lake house that she had inherited from her grandmother. When Elena had turned 18, her family had written the beautiful and isolated cabin in her name and that was it.

Yet, since the death of Ava and the fact that she was a busy school teacher and a mother back then. She hadn't been there since the night that Stefan had proposed to her on her twenty second birthday. Holding her hands out on the docks, both of them wrapped up in blankets as he held her and kissed her softly, whispering in her ear that if she were to marry him, he could make her the happiest that she had ever been.

If there was one thing about Stefan, it was that he had kept his promise. Working double shifts to buy them the house of their dreams, making sure that she was content with her life and doing anything he could to make her smile.

Even though they had been struggling these past few months with trying to move on, she knew that he doing his best to make her realize that he would do anything to help them recover and all she had to do was trust him, like she had so many years ago.

"Do you remember the last time we were here?" Stefan asked, bringing Elena out of her trance as he turned around in his seat and parked the car, pulling their bags to sit in his lap as she locked her eyes on him and nodded.

It was a candle lit dinner, drinks that never seemed to end and memories that would be sired in her mind for the rest of her life. Stefan had gone all out that night, making it one of the most romantic nights that she would remember and that he would never forget either.

"Yes. You proposed to me, out on the docks. I remember it well...How could I ever forget." She commented, giving him a weak smile as she looked back at the house and got lost in the memories...

"I had a feeling that you were going to propose tonight!" Elena shrieked, running back into the house and opening the sliding door in the back, feeling Stefan stop behind her, his cold hands traveling under her dark grey shirt as Elena shouted.

"Your hands are freezing!" She cried, stepping fully into the house as Stefan laughed, closing the door behind them and then once again placing his cold hands on each side of her hips.

"Stefan...I...Please, Stop." Elena told him, turning around in his arms as he frowned at her.

"Oh, come on! We came here to escape it all. I just want you to enjoy yourself...stop thinking about work...those kids will survive a few days without their beloved Miss Gilbert...soon to be Mrs. Salvatore. You know, babe..I like the sound of that...way better." Stefan told her, pushing a strand of her long brown hair behind her ears as she gave him a cautious look.

"Stefan, we..." She began to say as he stepped closer, pulling her into his arms and tracing her face with his hands, memorizing each of her facial features, making sure that he would never forget the way her face looked in this moment, Content.

"Oh sweetheart, yes...we can. No one's here to bother us." Stefan told her, running his hands up and down her arms, feeling as she stiffened under his touch, giving him a warm smile.

"You're right. We came here to enjoy ourselves. So, why don't we?" She said, turning away from Stefan's touch as she began to lift up her shirt, pulling it over her head, glancing over at him as he stood there licking his lips and smiling at her gleefully.

Stefan stood frozen as he watched Elena step out of her jeans, leaving her in nothing more than her bra and panties, smiling at him mischievously as he stood there in astonishment.

Elena smiled as she walked up to him slowly, locking her eyes on him as he smiled widely. Elena leaned into him, wrapping her arms loosely around him and kissing his lips softly, agonizingly as he groaned at her touch, her hand under his shirt...leaving small circles on his skin.

"Follow Me." She said, kissing him once more, feeling Stefan try to deepen the kiss as Elena leaned back and smiled at him, running her hands through his hair, watching him close his eyes at her touch.

He could hear her run up the stairs, giggling with each step she took. Turning around with a laugh as she spoke with a confident tone. "Stefan, If a girl wants to be chased...you don't just stand there...you chase her..until she's yours." She commented, leaving him yearning for her, even more as he followed behind her, slapping her butt as her laughter filled the room.

Later that night after dinner, she had nearly fallen asleep on his shoulder as they laid by the fire, just the two of them with too many bottles of wine and the memories that surround them both. Elena yawned as she tried to get up, turning her body over to look up at her husband. She smiled softly as she watched him, staring back at her in the fire lit room.

"It's weird being back here...isn't it?" He asked, brushing a strand of her hair as he smiled at her, forever seeming to get lost in her brown eyes that looked at him for the first time in such a long time with nothing but devotion and pure love.

"Yeah. But, I don't want to talk about that...I want to-" Elena began to say, watching as he lifted himself up off the floor, staring at her, eyes locked on her lips.

"You want to what?" Stefan asked, brushing her hair back and tracing the curve of her olive colored skin with his finger tips.

"I want us to be happy for one night. To be like we were before all of this grief and sadness took over. Before we got lost in ourselves and forgot what it was like to just be...to be with each other. Stefan, I..." Elena began to say, her heart picking up speed as he smiled at her, leaning into her and placing his finger on her lips, brushing the outline of them gently with his thumb as he locked his eyes on hers and sat back down on the floor with her.

"I know, baby. I know." He said, leaning forward and kissing her like she was the last thing that he would ever touch with his lips, like her needed her touch to survive.

Stefan heard Elena moan into his mouth as he pushed her back onto the floor gently, his hand under her back as he hovered over her, smiling at her face as he began to lift up the sweater that she wore, leaving a light kiss on her stomach, trailing up to her neck and feeling Elena arch her back into him. She was grasping for anything of his that she could, quickly settling her fragile hands around his neck as she savored this moment, getting lost in everything that reminded her of what they used to be.

"I could die tomorrow and the only thing I would want to see, to touch, once more would be you. You're the love of my life, I'm yours, forever and always." He whispered against her skin, helping her lift off the red sweater as his cool finger tips grazed against her stomach.

"I love you, I always have...I've never stopped, loving you...I can't live without you." Elena told him breathlessly as she felt Stefan slide his hands underneath the waist band of her jeans, unbuttoning them with ease.

"Let me love you, Elena." Stefan told her, his voice just above a whisper as he took his shirt off and then she watched him carefully strip off the rest of his clothes, leaving no barriers between them anymore, skin on skin as he hovered over her and watched her eyes lock on him and she nodded in response to his words...Let Me Love You.. Elena wanted this, more than he knew, to love him again, to slowly start to rebuild what they once were and being at the lake house was one of the best ideas that he had ever suggested, one of the best things that they could of have done for their once crumbling relationship.

She could feel him, watching his muscles tense as she arched her back and gripped onto him, his body hovering over hers, leaving kisses with every touch that he left. Elena leaned forward as Stefan kissed her lips, bringing her back onto the floor that was covered with a warm blanket, the fireplace in the background was the only light as he watched his wife fall apart underneath him, silencing her moans and the fact that she was saying his name over and over again with every touch, every deepening kiss that made her dig her nails into his soft skin.

Her soft whimpers filled the living room as he tenderly kissed her again. Touching her body delicately as if she was about to shatter underneath him, to break with how fragile she seemed in the moment. Stefan watched as Elena wrapped her legs around his waist and felt as her mouth found his, leaving him breathless with a warm and passionate kiss as he slowly lifted them up off the ground, grabbing her ass as he hoisted her naked body up into his arms, pressing her body against his, leaving no spaces between them.

Elena suddenly let out a loud pleasurable groan as Stefan pressed her up against something cool and rough, the living room wall. With her back pressed against it and his arms on each side of her body, Stefan continued to leave moist hot kisses on her already over sensitive skin and she continued to feel every piece of him within her when their bodies got modeled together and they both got lost in the consuming love that they once had for each other.

They laid back on the floor, the fireplace dying as she wrapped her body up in his shirt, laying her head against his. They're backs against the couch as she yawned at him.

"Thank you, for loving me. For...being everything that I've always wanted." Elena told him, her finger tips leaving playful circles against his exposed stomach as he grabbed her hand by the wrist.

"No sweetheart, thank you for showing me that you're not giving up on us and that I was stupid to think that I could ever live without you." Stefan told her, bringing her hand up to his soft lips, kissing each of her fingers as he held her in his arms, exhaling deeply as he ran his hands through her long brown hair.

They sat their silent for a moment as Elena laughed. "Baby, what are we going to tell Esther when we go to our next scheduled appointment...you know, if she asks how we're doing?" Elena asked, leaning into Stefan as he wrapped the blanket that they sat on, tighter around them and sighed.

"Elena, we can tell her that we're moving on, helping each other cope. But, you know...leave out some of the details. Now, why don't we just enjoy ourselves for a bit. You want something to drink?" He asked her. Hearing Elena's laugh echoing through the room had sent his body into shockwaves, the sound that he loved the most, filled his ears as he began to get up off the floor. But, she quickly grabbed his arm, pulling him towards her, his legs spread above her.

"No...But, I do know something else, I want." She replied. Smiling widely and pulling him down on the floor along with her as she now hovered over him and straddled his lap. Elena left him wanting nothing but her and forgetting everything as she left a searing kiss on his lips, giggling as she felt his hands find her hips and he rolled them over, continuing once again where they had left off.

-Until Next Time-

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