"Caroline?" his voice was soft and comforting.

She slowly opened her eyes, she felt light headed and weak. "Stefan, you're okay." she smiled up at him, but he didn't smile back. He looked worried.

"Why did you give me your blood when you haven't fed in days?"

"Matt told you?" she sat up, "You needed it more than me."

"Yeah, well now it's my turn. Move over." He sat next to Caroline and put his arm around her for support. He pulled up his sleeve to bite his wrist.

"No," she fought against him, "You just got better. I can't…"

"I went hunting while you were passed out. I found a few squirrels, I'm fine." He put his wrist to her lips as she did for him and he nodded to let her know it was okay.

She smiled up at him as she took in his blood. Stefan held onto her as she drank. She felt the as when he was drinking her blood. It was a feeling she couldn't quiet decried. Stefan, on the other hand, knew all about blood sharing. It's why he got so angry when he learned about Damon and Elena blood sharing. It was an intimate bond between two people. Stefan rested his head on the headboard and a small gasp exacted his lips. Caroline clutched tighter to his wrist as she finished.

"What was that?" She asked clearly feeling the intensity between them.

Stefan ignored her question all together. "Do you feel better?"

She nodded. His blood had brought her back to feeling herself. Then she remembered why they were in this situation. "Are you okay? What happened to you?"

She shook his head. "Not now. We both need rest, okay?"

She closed her eyes, knowing he was right, she was exhausted. He got up fom her bed and pulled the blanket (the one from his couch) over her. "Get some sleep, Caroline. I'll be right over there if you need me." He turned off the light and went to his couch. He used the small blanket from the back of the couch to cover himself up. Soon they were both asleep.

When Caroline opened her eyes the next morning Stefan wasn't in the room. She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. Then she heard his voice, and Elena's coming from the next room.

"You two shared blood? You're such a hypocrite." Elena's angry voice said.

"Elena come on, it wasn't like that."

"No! You freaked out when..." She paused not being able to bring herself to say his name. "When you found out I drank his blood... I thought it was suppose to mean something to you."

Caroline had gotten up and walked into the hallway. Elena looked up to see her standing there and let out a small laugh. "Get out of my room, Stefan."

Stefan gave up and turned to leave. He didn't know caroline was listening. He should have been more carful. This was a conversation he didn't want her to hear.

"Come on, Caroline." He left the room and shut the door.

"What was that about?"

Stefan ignored her question. "Let's get something to eat. We both need more blood."

"What was she so mad that you gave me blood? That I gave you blood?" She wasn't going to let him avoid this.

"Caroline, please not now." Explaning this to her could cross a line. That was something he didn't need right now.

"Fine, then tell me what happened to you." She wanted answers and she would get them. She didn't want to push him, but she wanted answers. Something happened this time he left. Someone caused him pain, and she didn't like that.

"Caroline..."

"No, Stefen. One or the other. Tell me why Elena was freaking out or why I had to come save you in the middle of nowhere."

"Sharing blood..." He paused. He didn't want her to worry about him, so why Elena was freaking out won. "Can mean things to some vampire. When Elena was sired to Damon he let her feed on him. He knew what it meant to me." Caroline gave him a questioning look. "Something almost intimate. Something shared with care and love."

"So, Elena is freaking out because she thinks we had some kind of vampire blood sex?"

"No, she's freaking out because I got got mad at her and Damon. She just misses him. She's not in a good place right now."

"But you needed blood; I needed blood. It wasn't like what she's thinking."

"She just nows. I wouldn't have let it happen unless I really cared about the person." He gave her a small smile. "She's just focused on the fact that we did it."

"I know she misses him, but it's been months. She needs to get out and get her mind off what happened."

"Everyone's tired to help her, she won't listen."

"You know, after everything that happened, I was worried you'd be the one to turn it off. Now, I'm worried she will."

***Three months earlier***

They couldn't go back to Mystic Falls; their home would kill them now. They had found a house to stay in. Stefan was pacing the floor of one of the empty rooms. Caroline was watching him, worried. She'd never seen him like this.

Stefan let out a scream and threw the few things from a desk in the corner crashing to the floor. Caroline jumped at his sudden burst of rage. She couldn't blame him. He'd lost his brother. Damon hadn't always been the best big brother to Stefan, but he loved him. Caroline, after all, know how hard it was to lose someone important. She'd lost her father, and now Bonnie. Tears formed in her eyes thinking of Bonnie, she'd lost her twice.

Stefan pounded his fists on the wall bringing Caroline out of her thoughts. She went to him and grabbed his hands, stopping him from hitting the wall again.

"Stefan, shhh..." He started sobbing and fell into her arms. She tried to control her own tears and be strong for him, but a few escaped and landed on his shirt. He wrapped his arms tighter around her.

"It's going to be okay. I'm here for you." She whispered.

"There has to be a way. I won't stop until I have my brother back."

***Present***

"We won't let her." Stefan wasn't sure how true his words were. He hoped she was strong enough to get through this. "As much as it hurts, she needs to feel. We can't let her forget how much she loves him. That's when she'll want to turn it off. When she doesn't feel anymore."

Caroline nodded. She understood; when you didn't let your feel pain you didn't want to feel anything. That's when it's not worth feeling.