Klaus again took them to Gloria's, which was now owned by her niece, Valerie. Stefan and Elena dancing to the live band, upon Klaus's wishes. While he, helped himself to a blonde in the corner booth.

Stefan's hands were resting on Elena's waist, as her arms around his shoulders. She buried her face in his chest, and he rested his chin on the top of her head, as they swayed to the music.

Stefan glanced over at Klaus to see him watching them, smiling. Shame swept over him as he looked back at Elena.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered into Elena's hair. At this, she lifted her head and met his gaze.

"Please don't be." As she reached up to touch his face. "I'd go anywhere with you. I love you Stefan." She kissed his cheek as she hugged his shoulders, and rested her face in the crook of his neck. It took him a minute, but eventually he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back. "I love you." She whispered again, as she felt the wet of his tears soak through her shirt.

"I love you too," he said. He pulled back from her just enough to meet her eyes, before he kissed her, fiercely. They had completely forgotten about dancing at all. They just held each other and kissed sweetly. The kiss became more heated and she opened her mouth to invite him in, and his hand trailed down to her butt. They completely forgot about any and all aspects of their surroundings, as her heart picked up speed. Their tongues dueling, their hands groping.

They were completely lost in each other before Klaus sent a hybrid over, to tell them to just keep dancing.

After a while, Elena got tired and they went to go sit down with Klaus. Klaus offered the blonde to Stefan, but he politely declined.

"Don't think I'll let it slide every time." Klaus said, warningly. " You won't be able to survive on your diet. Not with me around any ways." Klaus snapped his fingers, as if he just thought of something brilliant, but he said it casually enough. "For now you will just have to feed on Elena."

"No way," Stefan said forcefully.

"Stefan, you will feed on Elena." Klaus looked Stefan in the eye and his pupils dilated. "Here. Right now." Klaus ordered.

Stefan looked at Elena apologetically, "I'm sorry." He said.

Elena gave a sympathetic smile in return. He took her wrist in his hand.

" Oh, no. The neck." He, reluctantly pushed aside her hair, and leaned into her neck. He gently bit down and Elena gasped. He only took as little as possible, before he pulled back. He then bit into his own wrist and offered it to Elena. She looked at him quizzically.

"Please." He whispered as he stroked her hair, and whipped away a bit of the blood, still on her neck. She took his hand and brought it up to her lips. She quickly finished, and returned to his gaze.

"So sweet." Klaus said to them. "Alright you're getting boring, just go dance some more."

They got up from the table and did as he had asked. Elena was still tired but she would not want to be one to disobey Klaus. They settled back in to a swaying rhythm, and Stefan again whispered into her ear.

"I'm so, so sorry."

"It's okay." She said as she held the side of his face. "It really doesn't hurt that bad, and it's already healing."

She lifted herself onto her toes, and gave him a soft kiss.

"I love you, and I don't regret a thing." She whispered into his neck, as they separated. He closed his eyes, and held her just a little bit tighter.