Elena POV

Just as I am about to leave the comforts of my room I utter a quiet, "I love you Stefan," as I slowly descend downstairs. Two things I know for certain, A) I love Stefan and B) Whatever happens we will be together again, whether its in life or death...

"Did you say something?" Jeremy asked me as he grabbed his keys from the counter top.

"No, I didn't say anything" I quickly answered as I stood on the bottom step of the stairs, slightly regretting agreeing to go to the party. Jeremy turned around to look at me. He grabbed my hands in his and stared straight into my eyes.

"Look, I know you miss him and wish he was here," I hadn't noticed until now that I was on the verge of tears "but he would of wanted you to have fun on your birthday. We don't have to stay long, I promise."

"Okay, come on lets go" I wiped the single tear that fell and stepped off the step I was on. I grabbed my jacket from the coat hooks and Jeremy opened the front door then checked to see if I was behind him and hadn't ran upstairs or something.

"Elena, you know he loves you and is probably thinking of you right now." I was shocked that he brought Stefan up for the second time that night, we never talked about him. Ever.

I nodded slowly and put my phone in my jacket pocket, just in case someone decided to phone me.

"Is Alaric coming to the party?" I asked, my rubbish way of changing the subject. By the look on Jeremy's face he could see right through me.

"Yeah he is, he left here about half an hour ago. He was probably roped into last minute decorating or something." I nodded in response and Jeremy put out his arm out and I quickly linked arms with him. "Lets go, birthday girl. We're Late" I pulled out my phone that told me it was 8:10.

"Oh yeah. Weren't we supposed to be there by 8?" Jeremy just nodded as we stepped out of the house and he locked the front door. "Caroline is gonna kill us." He just laughed as we got in the car and headed to my eighteenth birthday party.

Stefan POV

I looked at the small clock on the dull off yellow colour wall, 8:12pm. I had to put my journal away, hidden under the sink, because Klaus continued to stir in his sleep which means he could wake up at any moment.

I imagine Caroline is throwing Elena a party for her birthday but I know Elena probably doesn't want to go. She never liked anything like that, but its Caroline so she probably doesn't have a choice.

As if on cue Klaus woke up from being asleep on the tatty sofa (lets just say we are not staying in the nicest of motels.) He looked at me as I turned around from staring out of the window and saw a terrifying smile appear on his face.

"Lets go and get something to eat." He said as he grabbed his coat and started to head for the door. I just nodded like a robot at his statement. That's basically what I have become over the last two months though, Klaus's little robot ripper.

But as I stepped out of the door into the night, I had a gut feeling that this night wasn't going to end well..

Sorry it's so short! The action will start next chapter, I promise:P Chapter 3 will probably be up in the next few days!

Jo:)