Stefan and Caroline sat in absolute silence on the car ride to the hospital. Each time his eyes drew away from the road and to her direction he saw her gazing out the window while her hands fidget on her lap. She didn't look in his direction once. When the car pulled up outside the hospital her breathing became erratic again.

"Hey, it's okay. It's just a building." Stefan calmed her. She looked directly into his eyes and nodded as she fiddled with her necklace.

"Yeah, you're right". He gave her a reassuring smile and they made their way towards the entrance. Caroline paused just before the doors and started looking around wide eyed, shallow breaths. With a deep breath of his own, Stefan took her hand and held it tight as he pulled her through the doors and they made their way to his office.

He held her hand tight as he led her through the door of his bedroom. Giggling he wrapped his arms around her waist as their lips crashed into one another. They took mini steps towards the bed without loosing contact for even a second. Stefan began to grow impatient as a groan escaped his lips currently pressed hard against Caroline's neck while she closed her eyes in bliss.

Suddenly he broke away, head leaning back as he looked directly into Carolines eyes giving a mischievous smirk. Without warning, just like earlier that night he bent his knees, hands sliding down Carolines back and resting just below her ass as he hiked her up over his shoulder and marched her towards the bed. He playfully threw her onto the matress to relieve screeches of laughter from Caroline.

As her laughs died down, she sat up on the bed and tucked her blonde hair out of her face, behind her ears and looked up to Stefan through her long lashes. He stood above frozen in place gazing at her beauty with the look of pure desire in his eyes. Pulling at the hem of his shirt, he threw it over his head to the floor. Caroline seductively bit her bottom lip and it was the most intoxicating image he had ever seen in his life.

He bent down on the bed hovering above her as she placed her hands on the side of his face. All laughter has completely dissipated and a serious tone was left.

"Are you sure?" Stefan asked praying to God she would let him continue what he had been planning to do to her. Caroline gave a gentle smile as she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his. It was not like the previous kisses they were attacking each other with moments before. Not rushed, nor in desperate need of connection of her body to his, but an emotion filled delicate kiss.

Stefan smiled down at her unspoken response to his question, as his hands moved up her thighs under her dress to her panty line where he could already feel her wetness as his fingers hooked around and pulled them off in one swift motion. Caroline moved their positions as she rolled them so she now straddled his lap and he stared up at her as though she was the sun that hung the moon and stars. He felt the tightness and discomfort grow inside his jeans at the sight before him.

Stefan sat up and undone the zip on the back of her dress trailing his fingers down her now exposed back, as Caroline pulled her dress over her head hurling it across the room before hearing a loud smash drawing both of their attentions away from attacking each others mouths momentarily.

They saw a picture frame had been knocked on the floor and Stefan recognized it as the photo of him and Caroline even though it lay face down. She held a worried expression on her face as turning back to Stefan wide eyed, lips in a tight 'o' shape.

"Sorry" she squeaked out to which Stefan laughed at her adorable facial expression and went back to viciously attacking her lips.

"Don't worry about it.. although... you might... have to be punished" Stefan teased in between kisses.

"Oh really". She screeched again as Stefan again rolled them over so Caroline now lay flat against the bed. They both roared with laughter as Stefan started pinching Caroline sides as she squirmed beneath him. Her melodic laugh filled the bedroom causing him to lunge his lips to Carolines as they embraced in yet another hot make out session, practically devouring each other.

Caroline reached out blindly to Stefans belt as she unhooked and yanked it out, again violently chucking it across the room . Another smash was heard in the room as the lamp now took to the floor, but both now ignored the disturbance not wating to break from their current positions. Caroline unbuttoned Stefans jeans as he broke from the kiss and placed a hand on her face, stroking his thumb against her cheek. He smiled down at her as she continued to unzip and wriggle him out of them as he threaded his fingers through her golden locks and never broke away from gazing at her.

As he helped kick his jeans, along with his boxers off his feet, he reached behind to unlock her lacey bra. She took the bra in hand in preparation to throw before Stefan snatched it from her.

"I think you've trashed my room enough for today" Stefan responded to her quizzical look before gently placing the bra on the floor by the bed.

"Heyyy" Caroline shrieked before playfully smacking him on the shoulder. Stefan smiled before attacking her lips again, devouring her like his life depended on it. They may be drunk and this could be the biggest mistake of his life, but in that moment as he finally entered her, everything felt perfect. He was sobering up and realising how genuinely happy he was as he started to question; why haven't they been doing this the whole time?

Caroline opened her legs further granting him more access to hit her deeper as his hand moved to cup her but. The moans he was swallowing in his mouth from Caroline were turning him more on if that were possible. After his continuing thrusts he slide his hand down her thigh, behind her knee causing her to hook her leg around his back allowing him to penetrate more deeply. He could feel her wetness sending him into a state of nirvana. His grunts grew louder as she sucked his bottom lip between her teeth. His thrusts became harder and faster as he felt her begin to come undone. He opened his eyes to gaze at her orgasmic blushed cheeks and slight smile on her lips as she whispered his name. That proved to be his undoing as well as he began to fill inside of her at that moment. He leaned down delicately kissing her collar bone before rolling on the bed beside her, panting in breathe.

As their breathing calmed, he turned his face to Caroline, in the simultaneous moment she turned to face him. Stefan could not stop the toothy grin that spread on his face causing Caroline to burst out laughing in hysterics. They both faced each other laughing with no words for a good few minutes before Caroline rolled onto him straddling his lap.

"Ready for round two?" she questioned before stefan cut her off with a fiery kiss.

The rest of the night Stefan spent having the best sex of his life with the most perfect girl and not a care in the world. He let himself lose control and be happy for once. Their drunken state left a few blurry moments of the night like how they ended up in the neighbours pool by round 4 and why all the furniture in the living room had been moved around the next day? But Stefan had forcefully committed to memory every image of Caroline right up until the moment she passed out asleep in his arms. He started at her in silence that night, idily playing with strands of blonde curls thinking life couldn't get any better. A satisfied smile on his face before falling into his own slumber.

"If you want to take a seat?" Stefan requested taking a seat by his desk, while Caroline stood awkwardly fiddling with her hands looking wide eyed around the room.

"Caroline.. sit" Stefan gestures to the chair in front of his desk.

"Right.. Sorry". Caroline put her bag down and sat in the chair fiddling with her necklace again.

"Where you this nervous a couple weeks ago?"

"I was... and then I saw you and I guess my fear just turned to anger"

"Does that mean you're not angry at me anymore?" Stefan asked hopefully.

"No, I'm just back to ignoring you ever existed" Caroline viciously bit out leaving a pain in Stefan's chest where he momentarily raised his hopes.

"Right" he regretfully sighed before searching for Carolines file on his computer.

"How long since you've been to the doctors?"

" A few years. Why?"

"You're medical history is coming up blank. Hold on" Stefan started typing quickly on his computer.

"Huh-"

"What is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just seem to be locked out of your files for some reason." Stefan squinted to the computer before turning to face Caroline.

"Who was your last doctor?"

"Your, dad actually"

"Ahhhh... strange. I'll just call up reception and get them to print me a copy of your files from the main database."

Stefan concluded while picking up the phone. He looked to Caroline whose breathing had quickened and eyes were darting across the room. He recognised her as having a minor panic attack and wanted nothing more than to run over to her and wrap her in his arms never letting her go. Fear of rejection kept him frozen In place. Like always.

"You know what I can fill out the paperwork stuff later. Let's just get you checked out and back home as soon as we can" he sympathetically smiled to her.

"Thanks" she barely whispered out.

"Ok, so how long have you been getting these dizzy spells. A couple weeks?"

"Ummmm.. actually it's more like a couple months"

He turned to her with another sympathetic look.

"Caroline, you should really come here as soon as-"

"What's with the lecture? Just tell me what's wrong, so I can get the hell outta here and back to my life". And her anger was back. Stefan took a deep breath realising how far they are now to their once unbreakable bond.

Stefan stirred awake to the pounding headache and dry mouth of his hangover. He kept his eyelids tightly shut for fear of the sunlight burning his eyes out of its sockets. He buried his head further into his pillow before realization hit that somebody was under his arms. Flashes of last night ran through his mind of him and Caroline: dancing, drinking, kissing. Kissing? They don't do that. Laughing, drinking all the time. Dancing occasionally. Kissing never. Well except that one time. But no, he thought to himself. Then it hit him. Images of Caroline from last night ran through his mind as his memory started to clear. He was sure now more than ever. He was currently in bed spooning Caroline.

He kept his eyes tight shut as he remained completely still, pretending to be still in deep sleep. He just need a few more minutes to compose himself before facing reality, blaming the tingling sensation in his gut to the raging hangover and ignoring the firm grip he covered her body with, preventing her from making any move to leave.

He could tell she was awake even as his eyes remained shut. He knew he couldn't keep her here. She was always an early riser and hated just lying in bed doing nothing. She wouldn't stay here for long. Probably just making her list of things she needs to do today, thinking what present to buy her mum for her birthday, panicking over what they have just done to their relationship. If she's left alone with her thoughts too long she's definitely going to over think this.

Is there something to over think? What did this mean for them? Is this going to change things or are they just going to pretend it never happened? Would it destroy their relationship or turn it into something even better? Would she hate him? Now Stefan was over thinking. He needed to talk to someone. Caroline. No he can't talk to Caroline. Caroline's complicated now.

Stefan started to panic over the war he was having in his own mind when a sudden sharp pain resonated in his shin.

"Owwwww" he instinctively whined while his eyes shot open.

"Sorry" Caroline sheepishly squeaked while turning over in the bed to face Stefan, who was now rubbing his shin.

"Did you just...kick me awake?"

"What? nooo...I accidentally kicked you and you woke up as a result"

"Mmmm-hmmm. Next time not so hard Caroline"

"Next time?" Caroline stared wide eyes, eyebrows raised.

"No! I didn't mean umm... What I meant was umm... I made this a weird didn't i?"

"Nooooo, this isn't weird Stefan" a long pause was exchanged as they stared wide eyed at each other.

"Ok it's weird, you made it a thing congratulations". When their awkward laughter died down there was another long pause where neither of them spoke.

"One of us should probably say something"

"Go for it"

"Not that" they both lightly laughed again.

"Soooooo"

"Yeahhhh"

Was she regretting this? Did she blame him for taking advantage? Was this that bad for their relationship? All these thoughts ran through Stefans mind as he struggled to get a read on what she was thinking. It had never been this hard before. Even before they really knew each other they just had this connection. One look and they would know. I guess sex ruins that. Just like dating ruins trust and broken trust leads to breakups, breakups result in hate. Hate. Caroline hating him. Stefans breathing became erratic and beads of sweat started to pour off him.

"Stefan" Caroline whispered concern clear in her voice.

"Please dont't hate me?" Blurted out without really thinking.

"What?" Caroline responded in a small voice.

"I mean,.. O God! This is so bad. I ruined everything" he put his hand up to cover his face ashamed.

"Its okay Stefan, it wasn't just you". He came out from under his hands at that.

"Yeah. You're right... we were drunk. It was the alochol. Nothing has to change between us"

He looked to Caroline seeing a twinge of sadness in her eyes as she put on a fake smile. Normally he hated when she pretended with him, but at this point he would take any smile he could get. This was kind of new territory for their relationship and if she was pretending to not be completely repulsed by him at the moment he would just have to accept that.

"I mean, I barely remember anything any way" he lied. Why was he lying? He never lied to Caroline. Then again he never did this with Caroline. Although there were fuzzy parts to his memory, he remembered every moment he had with her last night. It's as if his tipsy brain sobered up long enough to commit every image of their mistake to his memory.

Mistake? Is that what it was? That's what he needed to keep telling himself, when in reality it felt like the complete opposite of a mistake. No it had to be a mistake. He couldn't loose Caroline. She couldn't hate him. He turned to face her with a serious look.

"I don't want this to ruin us" he said in a small voice.

Caroline gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, nothing is going to ruin us okay...we're unbreakable" she said reasuardly. Stefan smiled at that.

"Soooo, we forget it ever happened, put it out of our minds and never speak of it again"

"Okay" Caroline sighed and did her sad smile again.