I'm so so so sorry it has taken me so long to update! But school has started (SENIOR YEAR YAY!) and I have had a lot of homework :( I was also not sure where I wanted to go with the story. Should they make up right away? Should Elena be mad for a little while? I wasn't sure.

With school I'm not sure how often I will be able to update but I'm going to do my best. So please just be patient!

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The next day I'm sitting on my bed writing in my diary when I hear a tap at my window. I look up startled and see Stefan outside the window. The anger I felt last night flares up again slightly but I still get up and open the widow to let him in.

"What the hell Stefan! You do know that I have a front door?"

"Yeah I know but I wasn't sure if you told Jenna about what happened last night." He says uncomfortably.

"What does that have to do with you coming in through my window?"

"Well if you had told her, I didn't want to risk her being the one to answer the door."

"Why?" I'm getting a little annoyed with him not giving me full answers.

"Because she might try to kill me or she most likely wouldn't let me in. So I chose to use the window just in case."

"Ha. You're right she probably right, she would try to kill you. Considering even I am resisting the urge right now." I threaten him.

"Elena, please, let me explain."

"What is there to explain? You obviously don't trust me if you think I would cheat on you with Matt."

He gives me a pleading look. "Just hear me out."

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm sorry and I love you. So please just listen to me."

I think about it for a few minutes. I'm still really angry with him but what is the harm of hearing what he has to say. Maybe he does have a good explanation for what he did.

I sigh. "Fine."

He takes my hands in his and pulls us to my bed. We sit and he looks me right in the eyes without releasing my hands. He gazes at me so intensely and with so much love that I almost want to forgive him without his explanation. Ugh! Damn these hormones. How can I go from so angry at him to just wanting him to kiss me.

"Elena, I really don't know why I said those things last night. I do trust you and I know you would never cheat on me. When I said those things I felt like I was in a fog and once you left it cleared and I had no idea why I said the things I said. It felt like it wasn't even me saying them."

"Stefan, that doesn't even make any sense. So, if you don't have any real reason for why you were such an ass last night then you should go."

"No, I'm not leaving until you forgive me. Please, you have to forgive me." He pleads.

"I don't know if I am ready to forgive you, Stefan. You really hurt me last night."

"I know. I know. And you have no idea how sorry I am. I honestly don't know why I said those things. Honestly, you shouldn't forgive me because what I did was so terrible. But, Elena, I need you to at least let me try to convince you to forgive me. I need you in my life, Elena. Without you, without this baby…" He puts his hand on my stomach. "I have no other reason to live. You are the one that makes me want to get up in the morning. You're the one that motivates me to keep living. Without you, I would be nothing. My life would be meaningless. So, please Elena, you don't need to forgive me right now but don't cut me out, let me make it up to you."

His speech brings tears to my eyes. It was so sincere and heartfelt.

I can't seem to find the words to answer so I just nod my head and lean into him until our lips meet. It's a soft and slow but deep kiss. One that is filled with devotion and love. We finally break when we both need air.

"I love you so much Elena." He bends down, lifts and shirt and kisses my stomach. "I love you too, little one."

I look at him sternly. "This doesn't mean I forgive you but if you show me that you do trust me, I will."

"Whatever you say, I'll do it. I promise."

For the next couple of hours Stefan and I contently lay in each others arms, kissing, and completely forgetting the outside world.

We catch our breath after a long make out session. It's quiet for a few moments when Stefan looks at me.

"There's something I want to do."

"What would that be?"

He doesn't answer my question; he just pulls me off the bed and leads me to his car.

After driving for about fifteen minutes I finally ask, "Stefan, where are we going?" But before he gets a chance to answer I see that we've already arrived at our destination… the cemetery.

I immediately feel the sadness wash over me. Why would he bring me here? We were happy in my room, so why would he want to come here knowing that coming to this place always bring back the memories of the accident.

He opens my car door and takes my hand. I can't speak. I just let the sadness fill me; like it always does when I visit my parent's grave. When we get to their grave stone he sits me down next to him.

He looks me right in the eye. "I know it hurts coming here. But I thought maybe we could talk to them. Give them the good news. After all, they are the only ones we haven't told yet." He smiles.

That's why he brought me here. Once he says those words, I can feel the grief recede. This might just be exactly what I need. To see my parents, to let them know how happy I am. To tell them how happy Stefan has made me. I haven't been to visit their grave since the day Stefan and I officially met here. And that feels like so long ago.

I squeeze his hand, silently thanking him. "Hey, mom. Hey, dad. I've really missed you guys, a lot has happened since I last came. You see, there's this boy that a kinda sorta like." I look at Stefan and smile. He gives a soft chuckle. "Okay more than just like. I am completely and totally in love with him. His name is Stefan and he has made me happier than I've been in a long time." He leans over, gives me a peck on the cheek, and wraps his arm around my waist. "I think you'd really like him. And there's one more thing. I'm gonna be a mom. Can you believe it? I really wish you guys could be here to meet your grandchild." I can feel the tears starting to come.

I look at Stefan with apologetic eyes. "Could you give me a minute alone?"

"Sure. I'll wait for you in the car." He kisses my forehead, gets up and walks towards the car.

I start to cry harder. "Mom I could really use your help. I'm scared. I don't know if I'm ready to be a mom. I have no idea how to take care of a baby. I can see how excited Stefan is to be a dad; he seems so sure and unafraid. And I can't tell him any of this because I know he'll just tell me that I'll make a great mom. But what if he's wrong? I just wish you could be here to help me and give me some advice." Its quiet, I wait for some kind of sign that she listening, telling me I am wrong, that I can to this. But there's nothing, just silence. I didn't expect there to be an answer but a girl can hope.

I take a deep breath, wipe the tears from my eyes and go meet Stefan in the car. He looks at me carefully when I get in the passenger seat. "Are you okay?"

I give him a small smile. "Yeah. Thank you for bringing me here, I needed it."

We went back to Stefan's house for a while. We are lying on his bed, my head resting against his chest and he is softly rubbing circles on my stomach. He suddenly stops and looks down at me.

"I know it was probably personal and you probably don't want me to know since you sent me away, but what did you say to your parents after you asked my to leave?"

I think about it for a few minutes and he waits patiently. Should I tell him? Or should I just say it was personal and I would rather him not know? I definitely don't want to lie to him.

But I'm not going through this pregnancy alone and Stefan has a right to know how I feel. So I decide to just tell him.

I take a deep breath. "I talked to my mom, hoping for some advice. You should know, Stefan, that I'm scared. I don't know how to be a mom. This is a whole other life that we're going to be responsible for. I just don't see how you're so certain about being a dad."

He shakes his head. "Honestly, Elena, I'm terrified. I don't know how to be a father as much as know how to be a mother. There's also that face that we don't know what this child will be like. More vampire or human? But I do know that we'll figure it out together. And, Elena, I don't think any first time parents know what they're doing. I'm sure it will hard at first but it will get easier. You may not believe me when I say this but I really do believe that we're going to be pretty great parents."

How does he always know exactly what to say? I give him a quick kiss. "Thank you. That's exactly what I need to hear." I grab his hand that is resting on my stomach. "Now continue, it feels good."

He laughs and starts tracing circles on my stomach again. "Elena, I've been thinking."

"About what?"

"I want you to move in with me."

"Really?"

"Yeah. We're getting married and the baby will be here in like seven months, it only makes sense for us all to live together. There's plenty of room and we can turn the spare bedroom down the hall into a nursery."

I smile widely. "Well, you just have this all already planned out don't you?"

"Of course. So, what do you say?"

"I say yes. I would love for the three of us to live together."

"Uh… don't you mean five of us? What about me and Jeremy? Are we that forgettable?" We hear Damon yell from downstairs.

I look at Stefan and roll my eyes. "Ugh! Does he always listen in to our conversations?"

"Not always. Sometimes you two get a little too mushy for me and I have to turn up the TV volume to drown it out." Damon yells again.

Now Stefan rolls his eyes. "He's hopeless."

"I heard that!"

"I was hoping you would." I laugh at the brothers antics.

Katherine could hear the laughter coming from the Salvatore home. Damn it! What is with these two? She gets Stefan to accuse Elena of cheating and yet not even 24 hours later their together and laughing!

She will just have to resort to plan B, unfortunately for them. Plan A was too subtle and it didn't work. So now it's time to take drastic measures. But it will take some time to set up. She'll let them feel content again and strike when they least suspect it.