So here I am again. It didn't take me too long now did it? I'll try to upload on a more regular basis but somehow I fail to manage my life right now ahaha. Anyways, I hope you guys like the chapter and I decided to exclude SE sex seeing that I got a lot of suggestions to just not write it. And I mean that wasn't too hard for me haha
I know that chapter isn't my longest one but I need to have some structure in my story; the next chapter is hopefully up soon :)

Enjoy. 3

I woke up as the sun shone through the curtains in Stefan's room and even though everything seemed to be perfect and how I've always wanted it - I didn't feel good. I felt uncomfortable and as I got myself up onto my elbows my eyes fell on the guy lying next to me in bed. Why did I have the feeling that he was nothing special anymore? Like all the other guys I had been with?

Carefully I moved into his direction to stare at him, searching for the guy I've thought I was in love with. I couldn't find him. I mean, I was still aware of the fact that Stefan was a hot smoking guy but he was missing something. Maybe it had something to do with the sex last night. It was okay, but it didn't rock my world. It never did. I had anticipated intercourse so much but when it came it didn't meet half my expectations. But that shouldn't be a reason to break up should it?

A sigh escaped my lips and I got up to shower and to freshen up. I hoped it would clear my thoughts and after twenty minutes under the luxury hot shower I felt a little better again. Still confused as hell, but better. That might have stood in connection with the way my thoughts went back to last night. I thought about the things he did that I liked and I zoomed out on my uncomfortable feeling that didn't go away. He had skills in bed that was for sure and he was so sweet and seemed so nice. But since I had seen his behavior last night in the restaurant, his icy glare and that cold voice, my imagine of him had changed. He had a different side to him but he hid it like he wasn't able to accept that side and that scared the hell out of me. But I was determined to discover that side and learn to love it. Stefan and I would work through it. He was the person I should love. He made me feel happy and safe. He made me glad that I was alive, I guess. Why shouldn't I be with him?

As I walked into the bedroom I found it empty. Where did he go? Noises from downstairs answered me that question and, after I put on my clothes from last night, I followed them. Stefan stood in the kitchen preparing a small breakfast and the smell of the bacon filled the room and I shortly got the feeling to be in heaven. I went over to my boyfriend, kissed him good morning and together we ate in silence. I couldn't quite define if I felt comfortable with that but he apparently did, so I just went with it.

He brought me home, I also got him talking again and the weird feeling from this morning was gone and forgotten.

And it was for the next four months. I found myself slowly falling for the man I called my boyfriend and everything seemed like it went according to plan. I moved in with Stefan, was promoted at work and I actually enjoyed my weekly shopping trips with my annoying sister for a change. She was still with that Damon Guy from the other night and she loved to share every detail of their sex life with me but I sort of was interested in that kind of stuff now, since I had a man to entertain.
Today was another Wednesday and with that, another day I spent with my sister.

"So, guess what I found out the other night, Elena!" Kat asked with excitement in her eyes whilst we were walking towards Victoria's Secret, her favorite shop one earth.

"What? What could you possibly find out about his sexual preferences that you don't already know?" I asked her with a sarcastic smile on my face.

"Oh, don't be so dirty all the time." She laughed at me, being aware of the irony in that sentence. "No, Damon and I had dinner last night and I asked him about Stefan." I shot a look at her.
"Just to be sure that he's the right choice for you, honey!" She hurried to add.

"So? What did he say?"

"Well, he didn't say much but - you should sit down for that one - they're brothers!"

"They're what?" I turned to her in disbelief. Stefan never mentioned a brother or family in general besides his father and his dead mother, at all.

"Brothers, Elena. Damon is a couple years older but they won't talk or even be in the same room with each other. I couldn't find out why though." Kat looked like she was thinking hard and I could just stare at her. That would be the biggest coincidence that had happened to me n my lifetime and I really couldn't picture them as brothers. I mean, I didn't know Damon at all but even in that night they seemed fundamentally different. But so were Katherine and I, maybe it was possible.

"So his last name is Salvatore as well?" I asked, just to get more confirmation.

"Yep, I don't know why we just noticed that now. I've never asked for Stefan's last name and you never asked for Damon's. We could have figured it all out ages ago." She giggled. What ever she found so funny, I couldn't see it. But her laughter was contagious like always and I broke into a smile. And then an idea hit me.

"Hey, listen to me. You said they won't talk to each other right?" Kat nodded.

"So, what do you think about getting them together. I don't know, get them to accept each other again. I mean, I don't know what has happened between them, but I don't believe it's unforgivable."

"Oh, Elena, always wants to make the world a better place. How do you imagine to do that?" She didn't seem fond on the idea.

"Well, what about dinner at the grill? We could double-date?!" I had a hopeful tone in my voice. Usually I hated double-dates but this seemed like a really good idea. Risky, but good.

Now Kat was listening because of unknown reasons. "Hmm, and how do you expect them to come? I mean they're not gonna be up for the idea having dinner with the hated brother, am I right?"

"Yes you are. But we don't have to tell them, do we? I'm just gonna tell Stefan that you've invited us over for dinner, I'll just leave Damon out. And you can do the same - just don't mention Stefan." My eyes were darted into hers. That should work. I couldn't stand disharmony in any kind of way and how sad was it, that those brothers weren't able to have a simple talk? I couldn't leave it as it is.

"Elena, you're doing it again. You get your nose into stuff that is not supposed to be seen by you. That's their personal thing you know? Don't get too involved, they might not like it." Kat brought on one last try to get me re-think my idea.

"I know, Kat, I know. But if I don't do anything they probably won't talk ever again. I can't let that happen. They are family for God's Sake, they're supposed to love each other to death." I looked at her. "Are you in or are you out?"

"Okay, fine, fine. I'm in. Otherwise you'll whine about that for the rest of your life. We'll do it."

I squealed and hugged her. "Thank you!"

Katherine sighed. "Yeah, well, I hope you won't regret it."

But unfortunately I did.

What do you think? Did I overdo it with Elena's selflessness? Lemme know what you think; I love reviews hehe. Thanks for all the Follows and Favs! But everyone of you could review it so I know what I'm doing :D 3