Tutto è nel capitolo uno (everything's in chapter one)

February 5, 1994

Caro diary,

Finally, Elena and I were able to pull ourselves apart. Our cheeks were wet from crying, and our hair was sticking to our faces. We turned around as one, still clutching one another tightly, to face Stefan. He had gotten off the couch and was pacing around the room so rapidly, I feared that he would wear a hole through the floor. When he turned to face us, I expected his face to show joy and happiness about the fact that Elena and I had been united, but instead, the expression on his handsome face was one of deep torment.

Elena pulled herself away from me and walked to him to put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He took no notice of this however. The look in his eyes showed hurt.

"How could you have kept something like this from me?" he asked my sister. He now looked wretched, his eyes red and swollen, and his hands shaking. A fine tremor was running through his body.

For all his good qualities, I sometimes thought Stefan was too sensibile ed impressionabile (sensitive and emotional) for his own good. I suppose that's why things ended for him the way that they did.

I suppose that it was Stefan's little emotional outbursts that made me prefer his brother's company to his. Although Damon often shows fits of emotion as well, he shows them in a more masculine fashion that involves swearing, occasional physical violence against inanimate objects, and many mugs of drink. There is no way that Damon would ever throw himself weeping on my shoulder. That just isn't how he operates.

Anyway, back to Stefan, who although he is very emotional and willing to show his feelings, he has earned my respect by not being a freaking college dropout like some husbands I could mention. (By which I mean Damon of course. James was a Ph.D.)

Elena was stroking his hair. Then she sat him down on the couch and explained.

"I didn't tell you anything because I didn't know it was connected to you in any way. I just thought it was a strange dream. Now stop worrying, okay?"

Stefan nodded, wiped his eyes, and managed a small smile.

"Now," I asked him sternly, "What else were you two fighting about?"

Stefan sighed. "The usual thing. He was threatening my existence, robbing me of my blood. I am weak, Selina. I can do nothing to stop him."

That made me snort. "Hell yes you can, Stefan Salvatore! All you have to do is start feeding. You'll never be able to do anything unless you stop suppressing the need!"

"I can't kill things. I'm not like the monster you married."

That's when I saw red. "Just a minute now buster. Damon's not a monster; you just don't know how to handle him. Besides, I'm not asking you to glory in your nature. I don't want you to become a crazed, psychotic nut like he was; I'm just asking that you take enough so that you can be on your guard. I don't care how you do it. Suck on animals for all I care, but do it, please. If not for yourself, then for Elena, who I am very sure doesn't want to see you die."

Finally, Stefan looked up at me. I could see a glimmer of sanity in his eyes. It seemed as if he had returned to reality.

"All right, Selina."

We said goodbye to my sister a little while later. As we walked outside, the shape of the crow coalesced into the shape of my husband. Not wanting to fly anymore, he hopped a ride with us in the car back to the boardinghouse.

I started to get in the front seat of the Porsche, but before I did, I felt a presence in my mind. I looked up in to the tree that Damon the crow had just vacated. Sitting in it now were two new birds: one was a snowy owl. The other was a hawk. They sat side by side. They were both staring at me. That was unusual, as most animals kept their distance. I would look in their minds some other time. I turned away from the tree and got in the car. As we drove away, the birds never moved.

That's it for now!

Fino a che non veniamo a contatto di ancora,

Selina

mouseeee- I tried a reaction for Stefan. What do you think? Thanks for the review!

Incarnated-soul- Yeah, sorry about the abruptness. And I hate to say this, but the twist is still many chapters away, so you'll have to keep reading, but I'll give you a hint: it has to do with the birds.