A/N: Hey all! So, here's CH.37! Hope you guys all like & please let me know what you all think. Oh and there is 1 small flashback part that is in italics! :)

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN- One and Only

Elena's P.O.V.

The reception was perfect. It was everything that I had wanted it to be and more. But, now here I am, four hours later after everything is said and done, having kissed the kids goodbye, watched Lexi catch the boutique and danced some more with Stefan until my feet felt like they were blistering. My heels are in my one hand, my other arm is wrapped around my intoxicated husband as I look over at his brother and notice that Stefan's starting to doze off. "Come on, let's get you to the hotel room." I tell Stefan, watching as Damon takes Stefan's other arm and helps me take him to the car, walking with me in sync through the now half emptied parking lot.

"Would it be funny if I just let go of him?" He asks me a joking manner as I glare over at him, shaking my head, grabbing the keys out of Stefan's suit pocket and clutching them into my hands, smiling to myself when I notice my shiny and new wedding band on my finger.

"No! That wouldn't be funny, Damon! How would you feel if someone had do theat to you on your wedding day when you went back to your hotel room with my best friend. You'd feel it in the morning!" I comment, hearing as Damon snorts out a laugh, walking over to the passenger side, closing the door gently when he places Stefan into the front seat.

"Fine. Have fun with my drunk brother. I'm sure he's going to a blast, once he comes to that is." Damon tells me, taking a step back from the car as he laughs and I watch him pull a medium sized envelope out of his jacket when I slide into the driver's seat, closing the door behind me.

"Oh, Mrs. Elena Salvatore. This, has your name on it. It's a wedding gift from Bonnie and I. But, you and my brother aren't allowed to open it until later. Oh and one last thing. You'll need this!" He exclaims, tossing me a set of keys through the passenger side window. I watch as they land in Stefan's lap and I extend my hand out to grab them, sliding my hand against his leg as he groans and mumbles "Elena, we are not having sex in the truck! Contain yourself."

I let out a loud laugh, gazing over at Damon who has a smile on his face, shaking his head as he looks around and laughs along with me. "You were right, you know. That day that you two met at the diner, for the first time. That thing you said to him." He says, taking a step towards the car and watching as I turn the lights on inside of it, getting a better look at Damon's face when I speak.

"What was I right about?" I hear myself asking, watching as Damon places his hands into his pockets and smirks. "He's the comedian of our group. You'll love him tonight, that's for damn sure." He states in a knowing face as I snort out "Oh, please. I've seen him drunk before, Damon. This is nothing. He's just tired too. So, I think it's more so exhaustion than being kind of drunk."

Damon rolls his eyes, taking his hands out of his pockets as he places them against the passenger side door and leans into the open window, looking directly at my face when he says "Not like this you haven't. Very drunk Stefan is very talkative, and he gets really sentimental and sappy!"

"Oh?" I say, watching as he nods his head and taps the roof top of the car that Stefan and I are in. "Alright, Mrs. Salvatore. Have a wonderful night with your husband. Oh and don't worry, Bonnie and I will watch the kids until you guys get back from your one week honeymoon."

"Fine. Hey, Damon. Make sure that you give Sammy an extra hug from Stefan tonight. Sam didn't really want to let go of him when we said goodbye to them and I know that the kids know we're going on a vacation for a few days. But, just-" I try to say, watching as Damon waves at me and smiles widely as he says. "No need to worry. We all just want you both to be worry free on this little vacation. So, enjoy every minute of it and please, don't call us to check up on the kids, every second. They will be perfectly fine without you guys and-" Damon starts to say as I suddenly cut him off and lean over the console in the car so that he can hear me better.

"Wait, a one week honeymoon? Damon! We have bills to pay and I need to start working again at my old job, so we can't take-" I start to argue with him, hearing as he scoffs and walks back towards the car, this time around to the driver's side.

"I said worry free honeymoon, Elena. Let tonight be just about you and my brother, enjoying life. And, the bills and what's going on here should be the least of your worries. Don't worry about the kids, or the bills or the damn dog. Everything will be fine and well, when you get back. I promise. Now, get the hell out of here before my brother starts singing to you again. Oh and by the way, once you guys get to your destination. Call me and I'll let you know where the rest of your gift is from all of us. Worry free, Elena. Worry free. So, go have fun you two crazy married kids!" Damon says with a grin, leaning into me and kissing my cheek as he whispers while backing away from me. "I'm so happy for you guys. I really am. I have never seen my brother as happy as he was tonight, dancing with his wife. Congratulations, Elena. You're finally a Salvatore. Welcome to the family."

I turn my head, swallowing hard and locking my eyes as I smile at Damon with tears on my long darkened eye lashes, as his words sink in "Congratulations, Elena. You're finally a Salvatore. Welcome to the family."

I watch as Stefan opens his eyes when I roll down the windows and the ice cold air of the New York City night hits my face. "Well, hello there sleepy head." I state, shaking my hair out of its loosened pony tail, the curls falling over my eyes as I brush them out of my face and lock my eyes on the free way in front of us, letting go of the steering wheel to turn up the radio and watch as Stefan cringes a bit.

"Hey...Where are we going?" Stefan's raspy voice fills the car as my hand goes to turn down the volume on the radio and I feel his own hand stop it, his fingers gently grazing against my skin.

"We're going to our hotel that is about 30 minutes out of Manhattan and then we're leaving it early tomorrow morning to go to the airport apparently." I tell him, watching as he straightens himself up and leans his head against the headrest of the seat, exhaling deeply.

"I'm sorry for being a singing asshole tonight." He says with a laugh, running his hands through his hair as he shrugs his shoulders back and trails his fingertips against my skin again. A smirk on his face when I smile at him, taking my eyes off the road briefly as I say "You were cute."

"It was all worth it, you know. Seeing you smile. Seeing you happy, tonight. I'm happy that I'll be able to finally see that smile and happiness, again. But, this time for the rest of my life." He says in a sentimental tone, exhaling deeply when I let go of the steering wheel once more and grab his hand that's in between us, resting against the arm rest of the car.

"Are you becoming a sentimental drunk. Mr. Salvatore?" I ask him with a laugh, intertwining our fingers together and looking back towards the road when I hear Stefan inhale and let out another heartwarming laugh.

"Yeah. I am, Mrs. Salvatore. You do that type of stuff to me, make me into a big old softy. Oh, whatever! I'm not really that drunk. That last part of me almost falling asleep was me acting a bit." He says, a sly smile on his face when I laugh and shake my head.

"Oh, an act? huh. So, my husband has a hidden talent of being a little over dramatic and he can make me laugh. Looks, like I got a keeper." I tell him, gazing out of the corner of my eye when I see Stefan lean towards me, his warm breath washing over my face when he says "Yes and my wife is really hot in her dress. Oh and she smells really nice. You're making it really hard for me to not kiss you right now."

I shrug my shoulders, letting out another laugh and exiting out towards where Damon told me that the hotel would be at. "Oh, am I now? I'm sorry, sweetie. But, you'll need to be patient." I tell him, feeling as Stefan leaves a moist kiss against my neck and then leans back, pointing to an empty field with a dirt path, lights softly outlining the grassy area. "Stop here." He states in a firm tone, watching as I give him a confused look.

"What? Do you need to throw up because I can stop here if you need too. But, if you don't Stefan- we really need to get to the hotel." I remind him, hearing as he laughs and watches when I park the car over on the dirt road, turning around fully to look at him, giving him a totally confused look.

"Do you have two blankets?" He asks, smiling widely as I nod, my eyes still staring at him in confusion, my mind trying to figure out which one of is more buzzed from the night. Him or me? But, the problem is that I know it's him and not me because the only thing I drank the whole day was a lot of water!

" Yeah, in the trunk. What are you going to do?" I ask him, hearing as the car door opens and he makes his way out of the car. "You'll see! Open the trunk." Stefan shouts as he taps the back windows.

I exhale deeply, shaking my head as I pull the keys out of the ignition and follow him to the back of car, watching as he opens the trunk and sifts through some of our bags. "Whatever you're planning better not get my dress dirty!" I tell him, watching his eyes glisten from the reflection of the light coming from the trunk.

"It won't, you silly woman. I'm being sentimental." He says, looking up at the darkened and starry night as he turns away from me with two blankets in his arms and stops a few feet away from the car.

"Stefan, if someone sees us on their property. We're going to get arrested or even we could get shot for trespassing!" I shout at him, watching as his back stiffens when he lays the blankets out on the grass and laughs a little. Stefan waves me off as I shake my head, lifting up my wedding dress as I nearly waddle over to where he's now lying down at.

"This is an overgrown field that used to be a baseball field. Damon and I used to come here a lot when we were kids with our parents. We'd play out in this field for hours. My dad would teach us how to throw a ball around. So, to answer your question. You don't need to worry about being arrested...It's just an unused baseball field that I remember coming too. I know, it doesn't look like it now. But, I remember this place because that place across the street is the diner where we used to go too after being out in the sun on the long summers days." He says, taking a seat on one of the blankets and extending his hand out towards me as he says "Mrs. Salvatore, care to join your slightly intoxicated husband on the ground?"

I nod my head, smiling widely as he takes my hands into his own and pulls me gently down beside him. Silently realizing that this is the first time Stefan's talked about his parents since they both passed away a few years ago, a few months before Stefan went missing. My eyes lock on Stefan's face, this cheerful and content look in his eyes when I lay my head onto his arm and pull myself closer towards him, the mixture of peppermint and alcohol on his breath as he says "Don't you remember the first time we were like this?"

Stefan's P.O.V.

"So, I'm officially the girlfriend of a New York City firefighter. Hmm..You look like you could be one. All buff and extremely good looking." She told me, leaning her head back and laughing, watching as I got up off the bench that we were sitting on, two blankets in my hands when I turned away from her and placed them on the cold ground, gazing up at the sky to see that a few of the stars were already coming out, starting to show around the darkened night, the park that we were in only being lit up by a few nearby street lamps.

"Yeah, I'm officially your boyfriend. Have a problem with it?" I asked her in a teasing tone, watching as Elena frowned at me, looking down at her dress and white high heels as she sighed.

"It's just..Who would have thought that us two would have actually ended up together like this. You finally called me your girlfriend tonight and I liked it."She stated, smiling with a huge grin as I smiled back at her and replied softly "Yeah, I liked it when you introduced me to your mother as your boyfriend. Your mom kept giving me a dirty look." I said, hearing as she chuckled and took a step towards me, locking her eyes on me when she spoke.

"My mother, Miranda is like that with everyone. Besides, she was pissed off at me before you came over. So, that's nothing new. I told her that I wanted to move out for good this time." She told me before clearing her throat and nervously looking down at the blankets, speaking in a soft tone.

"I'm wearing a white dress, Stefan. What if I get it dirty from sitting on the ground. Besides, what are we even-" She began to ramble, watching with a cautious glance as I gently took her by the arm and pulled her towards me, my arms wrapped around her waistline, my head gently rested against her shoulder when I whispered into her ear. "We're looking at the stars, Elena. We both work too much and since it's our fourth date. I figured that after the picnic we just had. We could just lay down together for a moment and just...enjoy life, enjoy each other's company."

"We're looking at the stars, Elena." I tell her, watching as she rolls into me and places her hand onto my chest. I take my other hand and pull up the extra blanket that I had put down beside us, covering us both with it to keep us warm.

"I know, we're enjoying life for a moment..." Her voice trails off as she leans into me and kisses my cheek softly, whispering in a faltering tone. "I remember, I remember it well. It was our fourth date and that night we spent two hours in the park lying on the those blankets, talking about everything. That was the first night that I told you about my mom, my parents and that my dad died of cancer. About how Jeremy and I were still trying to reconcile with her after everything she did to us and I had just been living with her for a few months, because I was saving up money to get my own place. And, you told me that things would somehow all work out." Elena says, her voice becoming distant as she smiles and scoots closer towards me.

"Yeah, it did work out didn't it, though. Because six months later, you and I were living together in that crappy old apartment near my work." I remind her, feeling as she tightens her grip around my waistline and curls up against me more, a shiver going down her spine as my hand caresses her bare skin and she exhales through gritted teeth.

"That apartment sucked. But, we loved it. It was home for awhile. Stefan, I love you and I know that you and I have had our ups and downs. But, I don't want you to ever think that I lost hope in us being-" She beings to say as I gently place my finger onto her lips, stopping her speech instantly, watching Elena's eyes flutter shut and I lean towards her, kissing her lips with a bit of force against mine in a sweet and passionate kiss. My hands slip down her back as I pull away and look down at her, smiling widely when I brush a strand of Elena's hair out of her bright brown eyes.

"I love you, Elena Salvatore. My gorgeous wife. I never lost hope that we'd find our way back to each other and I knew that you never did either...Besides, you said it today in the vows. We're soul mates. Don't two people who are meant to be together, always somehow overcome the obstacles and find their way back to each other?" I ask her, watching as she smiles at me, tears well up into her eyes as she leans up and kisses my lips once more, wrapping her arms around my neck when she says "Of course they do. Because, we all have someone who we are meant to be with, and I found mine. Stefan, you're my person. My soul mate and even though we've both been through hell and back together. It's made us stronger and I can't wait to start this new chapter of our lives with our kids...It's going to be good. I can feel it." She says with a smile, looking up at the sky and the shining stars for a long moment.

"What is it?" I ask her, watching as Elena goes deep into her thoughts and she breathes out a heavy breath when she says "Oh, I was just thinking about how you said that when we got back to our hotel room that you'd-" She begins to say as my laugh interrupts her and she watches me push myself away from her, uncovering myself from the blanket and getting up to my feet quickly.

"Okay, then. I guess that offer of me doing what I wanted to do to you tonight still stands." I comment with a smirk, hearing as Elena snickers and grins at me. Lifting up her hands so that I can help her up and when I do, I feel her body crash against mine, her eyes sparkling when she leans into my ear and says "Let's go, husband. I want us to really enjoy our first tonight together as a married couple before we go on our secretive honeymoon and have a lot more fun to wherever it is that Damon is sending us."

"Damon?" I ask her, looking as Elena nods at me and shrugs her shoulders.

"Yeah, he handed me this envelope and told me not to open it until tonight or early tomorrow morning..I can't really remember what he said because I was still trying to process the fact that the plane tickets are to some resort in god knows where and we're going to be there for a whole week." She tells me, hearing as I exhale and sigh. "Knowing my brother, he could be sending us to Antarctic to see the north pole!" I exclaim, listening as Elena laughs and says "God, I hope not! I want someplace hot and beachy."

"You know what. Let's open the envelope right now and find out. I'm not waiting until the morning to find out that my brother is sending us to see Santa Claus for our honeymoon!" I tell her, pivoting on my feet and leaving Elena standing over the blankets as she says " Wait! Okay then. We'll open them together!" while she runs after me.

I feel her hand resting against my back when I lean over and grab her purse, handing it to Elena as I say "Okay, on the count of three. We're going to open it." I tell her when I hand her the purse and she pulls out the off white envelop that Damon had given her earlier outside of the reception.

"Okay." She nods, slowly breaking the seal against the rough paper and I hear as Elena inhales when says "One. Two. Three. I'm not looking. So, tell me where we're going!"

A/N: So,the next chapter will be the honeymoon chapter and let's just say that things get VERY interesting! ;)

Also...Any ideas as to where Stefan and Elena will be going for their honeymoon?

-Until Next Time!-