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"Elena, hurry!" I heard Stefan call from the front door. I was looking in our bedroom mirror. It had been days since we had watched that home movie. Everything looked like it was going up. Stefan was beginning not to stress out about not remembering. We were both taking it one day at a time.

"Just a minute." I called back to him.
We were going to Lexi's dinner party. She had invited all of Stefan's friends to try and help him remember. There was going to be some that he would remember but others that he wouldn't. I walked down the stairs, after I took one last look in front of the mirror. Would he like it? I remember having this nervous feeling on our first date. I wore a similar dress to the one I was wearing now. It was blue silk that clung to my body. The dress wasn't short though, it went to about the middle of my thigh. Although, it did make my legs look longer then what it was.

I took a deep breath as I descended the stairs. I heard him take a breath as he saw me. His eyes lit up like how they used to.
"Do you like it?" I asked him hesitantly.
He gulped. "You look beautiful, Elena." He said. He held up his arm as I reached him. "Miss Gilbert, would you like to accompany me to Lexi's party."
"I would love too, Mr Salvatore." I said taking his arm, beaming at him.
We got to Lexi's house and heard the music playing from the inside. Lexi always loved her music loud, so loud that most of the times neighbours would complain. That's why she invited most of them to her party so they wouldn't complain.

"Hi, my name is Lee Branson." Lee said putting his hand out for Stefan to shake.
"I know who you are." Stefan said rolling his eyes and laughing.
"Good to have you back." Lee said putting his arm around Stefan. He lead us towards where everyone was. "Elena, you look stunning as always." He said hugging me.
"You don't look to bad yourself." I said to him smiling.
Lee was one of my favorite people. Lexi and him fit so well together. They were both the most caring, nicest, funniest people I knew. They truly deserved one and another. I don't think that I could see them with anyone else.

"Stefan? Stefan Salvatore?" I heard a girl scream from what seemed like the other side of the room. She had silky blonde hair and long slender legs. Legs that made me feel like mine were tree stumps. Her arms wrapped Stefan. I had never seen her before but I could guess who she was, from what Stefan had told me about her before.
Stefan's lips curved into a smile. "Rebecca? So long! How have you been?" He asked her. Rebecca was Stefan's high school sweetheart.
"Mmm... So long. Since high school! I had bumped into Lexi at the supermarket and she had invited me to her party. I didn't think you would come but you and Lexi were tied to the hip in high school and it looks like you still are." She said completely ignoring me. She was edging herself in-between Stefan and I. "Let's get a drink." She said pulling Stefan away from me.
Stefan looked at me and I just nodded. He gave me an apologetic smile as Rebecca whisked him away.

I watched as they animatedly talked to each other. I couldn't help but feel insecure as Rebecca kept touching his arm and batting her eye lashes.
"You have nothing to worry about." I heard Lee say from behind me. I turned to look at him.
"How can you be so sure? Look at her." I said to him and I could hear jealousy cloud my voice.
"I've known Stefan for about as long as I've known Lexi. I've never seen him more happier and more in love then when he is with you. Even if he never remembers, the love that you two share could never die. It can never be replaced. You two are meant to be, whether anyone likes it or not." He said with a smile.
I smiled back at him. "Thank you Lee. When did you get so romantic?" I said laughing.
"If you tell anyone I said that, I will deny it." He said to me giving me a joking warning look.
"Mmhmm." I said to him with a smile.
"In all honesty, you and Stefan are family to me. I hate seeing you miserable." He said.

Lee had gone off to do the dishes while Stefan and Rebecca were still talking. Stefan kept glancing towards me but Rebecca would pull him back into conversation. I walked outside to get some fresh air. The stars hung above me, the cool wind blew. It felt so good to be outside but it was freezing. I knew I should have brought a jumper! I felt something cover the tops of my arms.
"I'm so sorry." I heard him say as he stood next to me. We were overlooking the city.
"About what?" I asked him crinkling my eyebrows.
"I didn't mean to leave you alone for the whole night. But Rebecca kept talking and I hadn't seen her for a long time and-" he explained to me.
"Hey." I said soothingly to him as I put my hand on his arm. "It's alright. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself." I said to him with a smile.
"I'll make it up to you." He said to me.
"Mm... And how are you going to do that?" I asked him moving closer towards him.
"I can make you breakfast in bed!" He said excitedly.
"Mm... No thanks." I said to him with a laugh.
"No thanks?" He said in mock surprise. "Girls love breakfast in bed."
"I'm pretty sure what you mean is girls love breakfast that is not burnt." I corrected.
"I can cook breakfast. Easy peasy." He said to me.
We were inches away from each other. Our lips were just barely apart.
"Yea, yea. I'll believe it when I see it." I said to him.
"You will see it. Tomorrow to be exact." He said.
"Better get some more eggs and bacon then." I said to him.
"We have heaps at home." He said.
"Only enough to make two breakfasts." I pointed out to him.
"Are we expecting more people?" He said confused.
"No. But you're likely to burn the first round." I said.
"Ha-ha. Very funny." He said sarcastically. "Since your the masterchef in the house, you can supervise."
"What happened to breakfast in bed? Now I have to get out of bed early and supervise?" I said jokingly groaning.
"Hey, I was willing to make it myself but you don't trust me." He said teasingly.
"I do trust you." I said softly. "... Just not with food." I added with a laugh and he just smiled at me.

"10 minutes to go! You should be plating up by now." I told him pretending I was one of the judges on masterchef and he was a contestant.
He was jokingly pretending to be flustered. He pretended to start crying. "I just don't have enough time!"
"Chop chop! You have one very hungry customer waiting." I teased.
He chucked the eggs, bacon an sausage onto the plate. Putting the eggs as eyes and the bacon as cheeks and the sausage as a smiley face.
"Done!" He said falling to the ground. "I'm pretty happy with my presentation."
"Let the judges judge that." I said to him.
I sat down at the dining table. His hands were shaking as he plated down the food. He stood in font of me, pretending to be scared.
"Are you happy with this presentation?" I asked him.
"I-I think I did the best I could in the timed situation." He said cracking a smile at the end.
"Okay that is all." I told him. He sighed.
"Thank god." He said laughing and I couldn't help but laugh with him. It felt like old times. I smiled at that thought.
Maybe I was getting the old Stefan back? Just one day at a time.