AN: Here's chapter 16. Hopefully you guys like what I'm doing with this story, I haven't gotten any reviews for awhile. :P However, I do have 58 favs and 127 follows, which is really, really awesome! I did a time jump (it's marked) so technically the chapter jumped from July to December(just 4 months, still the same year/time).

Chapter 16

Damon and I are now living in our house. We've finally gotten it almost fully furnished with Caroline's help. I was accepted into the local University to finish college and get my degree. Damon had randomly decided to buy an old abandoned restaurant about a mile from our home. He had his mind set on fixing it up and running it, which I hadn't been expecting. Damon had always been someone who had a knack for cooking; I just wasn't expecting him to want his own restaurant.

He also decided to get a dog. The dog happened to be a Siberian husky. He ran across it walking around the block. No one apparently owned it so Damon had wanted to keep it. Another surprisingly un-Damon type of decision.

Caroline and Stefan got back from their honeymoon about a week ago. Caroline's flipping out because she wants to come see the house but Stefan has kept stalling her. He wanted Damon and I to be at least somewhat settled and he had a few things he needed to get done at his shop. Of course, during their honeymoon, I had constantly received pictures and texts.

My favorite I'd seen had been one of them of a boat of some sort. Caroline was standing up and smiling at the camera. You could see Stefan behind her lying on a chair with sunglasses on his face and an arm behind his head. He had a small smile o his face but I was sure he was rolling his eyes as she was taking the picture. She had certainly documented their entire honeymoon.

I had helped Damon paint the inside of his restaurant a few days ago. We'd ended up with paint everywhere. I had hand prints all over my shirt and shorts. I'd eventually gotten Damon back my sticking both my hands in paint and leaving green handprints all over the back of his basketball shorts. He had somehow not noticed I'd done it. It'd been pretty funny as we were leaving to go home.

We'd easily settled into a normal, very human life. It was pretty perfect. We didn't have to constantly look over our shoulders worrying and wondering who would come after one of us next.

Time Jump (New Years Eve, 2074)

Damon, Stefan, Caroline and I had gone out to New York this year for New Years Eve. It was packed. Really, really, packed. There were people everywhere and it was amazing. Stefan and Caroline had dragged Damon and I to one of the nearest stages. Damon had complained the whole way because 'there are way too many fucking people' and 'he didn't even like people'. He also bitched at Caroline occasionally until we'd reached the point where Caroline had decided she was happy.

About five minutes after we'd stopped, I'd received a text from Jeremy saying that he saw me on TV. I rolled my eyes and glanced at Caroline after shooting a text off to Jer. Of course Caroline would want to be in a spot where we'd all get on camera. But, we did seem to have a good view of the ball that would be dropped. That'd be cool. Being in New York for New Years Eve had always been something I'd wanted to do since I'd first seen Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years Eve show with my parents.

It really was neat in downtown. There were holograms of all kinds of lights everywhere. If you went the right way, you could see all kinds of things. I'd gotten a little amused when I'd seen the Michael Jackson hologram dancing and singing to Dirty Diana.

Damon would never admit it but he was humming along to the song as we passed it.

Stefan got a kick out of the Bon Jovi hologram of one of their live shows and Damon chucked peanuts at him when he was singing along to it.

The countdown to the New Year was just about to start when I saw Stefan and Caroline move to the side of us. Caroline had started talking to one of the camera people closest to us. I hadn't really thought anything of it. I just figured Care wanted to get closer to something, she probably had been asking the camera man something about it.

When the countdown started I felt Damon take his hand out of mine and back away from me for a few steps. When I looked over to him he just smirked and jerked his head back at the ball. He wanted me to not pay attention to him, apparently.

Little weird, but whatever.

Caroline had moved back over towards us with Stefan a little but there was still a lot of space in-between us. She had an excited look in her eye and Stefan's face was neutral. He wasn't even looking at me.

As the countdown hit 3, I saw Damon start to lean down, almost like he had dropped something and was going to pick it us. Right as I'd turned to see what he'd dropped, I realized Damon was down on one knee. He had a hand on his knee, like he was holding something under it.

I raised my eyebrow and was about to ask him what he was doing when the countdown hit 2 and he flipped his hand up, with a small box in it.

I felt my face go slack and my mouth had opened in an 'O'.

I'd hardly processed the 'Elena, will you marry me' before I'd threw my arms around him and said yes. All the sudden I heard all the commotion from the ball dropping and there was confetti everywhere.

Everyone around us had stepped back and started clapping and yelling. I glanced u and saw that we were on one of the big monitors.

Damon and I were laughing as he put me back on the ground and kissed me.

I guess Damon had remembered the time I'd talked about how much I loved it when people got proposed to on New Year's Eve. I loved every minute of it. It was better than any proposal I'd seen on TV because it was mine.

AN: Okay, so hopefully you guys liked that! You never know because I change my mind frequently but at this point I'm thinking that there is only a chapter or two left to do of this story. I'm leaning more towards one than two, but like I said, I change my mind a lot while writing! Let me know if you guys liked it!