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"I want to live with Elena... She's my fiancé after all." He said with a small smile. I could see that he was still unsure about his decision but he didn't say anything else. "But you can all come and visit?" He said looking at Damon especially. I could see the inner conflict behind Stefan's eyes. Damon and him used to be so close before that day. Stefan had spoken about it to me but he barely brought it up. That day still pained him. He had lost a lot that day and one of those things included his brother. His only family.
I looked at Damon and saw him smile but his lips were pressed into a thin line. We all knew he wasn't happy about this. I knew he wanted things to go back to how they were with him and Stefan. He wanted his brother back more then anything. This was his chance.
After a while, Damon left saying that he had to get up early for work tomorrow. He told us that he would come visit out our house tomorrow after work. I wasn't too happy about that after everything he had done to his brother but maybe this was what Stefan needed... Damon was the only family that he had left and maybe now they could start over again? I didn't want to take that away from him. I couldn't take that away from him.
"You know you don't have to stay here. You should probably get some rest at home." He said to me. My heart fluttered as he said home. It meant that he thought it was his home. Well, it was our home after all.
"I know I don't have to but I want to." I said. I had gotten used to sleeping in the hospital even though it was a bit uncomfortable. "Unless you don't want me to. I mean it might be a bit strange for you since you don't know me and all and I would hate it if there was a stranger in my room. I mean it would be creepy and all. Not saying I'm creepy or anything... I just..." I mumbled away and then stopped when I realized that I was talking crap. "Sorry." I said with a sheepish grin. "I tend to do that a lot."
He had a huge smile on his face. "I would be an idiot to tell a beautiful woman that she couldn't sleep in my room." He said with a laugh. "And you're not a stranger. You are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I just have to get my head around it is all." He said with a small smile. I smiled at him, hiding the pain I felt. I should be happy that he said that I was the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. But I knew that he didn't believe it. Not now anyway. But he would. He had to remember. We just had to take it one step at a time.
I don't know how long I was out for but I could feel a warm blanket on the top of me. I rubbed my eyes as I yawned. I opened my eyes slowly looking around. The curtains were open and the sun shone through, brightening the whole place up.
"Good morning." I heard him say. I looked over to the bed and he was already sitting up and fully dressed. He had a big smile on his face.
"Good morning," I said with another yawn. "What time is it?"
"10 o'clock. The doctor already came and said I could go home." I looked at him with a confused face. "I didn't want to wake you up. You looked so peaceful." He said with a sheepish grin.
"Thank you." I said to him. "So you're all ready?" I asked looking around. He had bags next to him from all the clothes I had brought him. Although he didn't need much of the clothes since he had been sleeping.
He nodded at me, "I think I have everything. I double checked as well," I creased my forehead at what he had said. The old Stefan never checked that's why he had lost his watch before and even his suitcase once. How he managed that, I didn't know. "Is everything okay?" He asked raising his eyebrows at me.
"Yea, yea everything's fine." I said smiling. There was no need to speak my mind right now. Checking was a good thing.
We were walking out of his room when Dr Ryans stopped me.
"Miss Gilbert." He called from the nurses desk. I looked over at him, his blonde hair was under a dark blue cap and his blue eyes looked tired. He smiled at us though. "Can I talk to you alone for a minute?" He asked me. I looked at Stefan and he just nodded.
"Sure," I said to him.
We were far enough for Stefan not to hear us.
"I would just like to clear up a few details before you left." He said and I just nodded. "His memory loss is only temporary so in time he will start to regain his memory. However that might be days, weeks, months. It's not good to rush his memory. It will come back." I nodded and he continued. "Also, I would recommend for him to see a psychiatrist. People in his position when they start to remember don't usually talk to their loved ones. There confused and sometimes the memories are overwhelming. It would be good if he could talk to someone about it." I nodded slowly at that one. Stefan and I used to share everything. I couldn't imagine him talking to someone else about it. But I will do whatever helps him. "That's about everything. Just take it one day at a time."
"Okay, thank you doc for everything." I said to him and waved goodbye as we walked out.
It had been a quiet drive home. Stefan was staring out the window. I didn't know what to say to him. It was like he was a complete stranger but he was Stefan. My Stefan. I never thought that this would happen. I tried to take deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. From the corner of my eye I could see his hand reaching out to touch mine but then he hesitated. I didn't say anything. I just looked out at the road. Was this what it was going to be like until he got his memory back?