Elena groaned and rolled over in bed when she heard her daughter start crying. She had grown quickly, posing an awful lot of Renesmee jokes form Damon. But she was loved by everyone, most of all Stefan. Elena doubted that any father had loved their daughter quite as much as Stefan did.

He worried incessantly over her, like the week before, when Stefan and Elena had gone out, thinking it was the right time to leave her. Bonnie and Damon had babysat, and Stefan had sat fidgeting through the whole movie. It would have annoyed Elena if she didn't find it cute. She remembered taking his hand an hour in and kissing his cheek.

"She'll be fine." She had whispered. He had smiled slightly and kissed her back.

She had no idea how the film ended after that.

Elena sighed, moving to get up when she realised she was on her own in bed. She frowned and turned on the light to find she was totally alone. She was about to get anxious and shout Stefan when she heard movement a quiet voice in her daughter's room.

She stood up and walked out of her bedroom to see the door to her daughter's room open. Her insides clenched fearing something wrong. However a long relieved breath let her mouth when she identified to voice inside.

It was Stefan's.

She padded to look through the open door, folding her arms over her chest and leaning against the door frame.

Stefan neat over his daughter and picked her up, her crying into his neck. She was now physically about three, and was well developed for her age. Stefan kissed her hair and hushed her gently as she cried.

"Shush it's alright." He whispered, sitting on the bed and holding her gently.

"I'm sorry I woke you up daddy." She mumbled her voice thick with tiredness and tears.

Stefan hushed her, "It's okay sweetheart it was only a bad dream. Mummy didn't wake up." He whispered, eyes falling on his wife stood in the doorway.

Stefan smiled and lay his sleeping daughter back in her bed, kissing her forehead and shutting the door behind him

He wrapped his arms around Elena and led her back to their room. They climbed in bed beside each other and she snuggled back against his chest.

He kissed her hair, "I love you."

She smiled, "Love you to Stefan."

When they awoke Stefan glanced at his wife, smiling brilliantly when her eyes opened to meet his own.

She frowned and buried her face in his shoulder.

"Why do you have to be such a morning person?" She groaned.

He chuckled, "Maybe it's because I'm excited to be spending another day of my eternity with my beautiful daughter, and my gorgeous wife."

She moaned when he rolled to hover over her and pressed his lips firmly to hers.

"Yuck." A small voice said from the doorway.

Both parents looked to see Emma stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock.

"Umm..." Stefan started but Elena giggled, leaning her face into the crook of his neck.

"Ugh." There was a deeper voice now, and once again Elena and Stefan turned to look at Damon.

"Come on Emma, let's go play Call of Duty." He winked and scooped his giggling niece up onto his back.

"Damon!" Stefan shouted angrily but his wife hushed him, her hands stroking his cheeks.

"Your being over protective again." She informed him.

He sighed and she stroked his face.

"We need to talk about it baby."
He growled, "No we don't."

"Stefan I want this..."

"No you don't, and neither do I." He snarled and propelled away from her, slamming the door after hm.

She sunk back into the pillows and covered her face in her hands.

Stefan walked downstairs to see Emma lying upside down on the sofa, her feet by Damon's head where he was playing Call of Duty.

"Uncle Damon I'm bored." She whined and Stefan suppressed a chuckle at her expression. She looked so adorable, and so like Elena when she pouted.

"Can't we do something else?" She mumbled.

Damon scoffed, "Are you kidding, I'm about to nuke this town... watch as I blow this guys brains out with a pocket grenade..."

"Damon cut it out." Stefan growled and stormed into the kitchen.

Elena followed down, much quieter than her husband had. Damon was still staring after his agitated brother in confusion.

He opened his mouth to ask her when there came a knock at the door and Elena moved to answer it.

Bonnie stood on the doorstep, looking anxious.
"Hey." She said quietly and Elena smiled sadly.

"Hey." She mumbled back.

Bonnie sighed and pulled her into a hug as Elena shut the door behind her.

"Girl talk?" Bonnie asked.

Elena sniffed, "Please."

They walked into the kitchen and sat down. Bonnie smiled at Stefan but he did not return the favour. He simply left, setting a cup of coffee in front of his wife.

"Well then." Bonnie let out a breath and looked at Elena whose eyes were glassy with tears.

"Hey." She said quietly and took her friends hand.

"Hey its okay."

Elena swallowed, "He hates me."

Bonnie sighed, "No he doesn't."

"Yes he does, he's upset and angry because he thinks I am ignoring his decision and how it hurt him when he went through the transition. I know how much it hurts him but I won't sit by and watch as him and my daughter get an eternity and I don't." She raved.

"Elena calm down..."

"No it's not fair Bonnie!" She screamed and threw her mug across the room.

It smacked and coffee went everywhere. Damon appeared in the doorway with Emma beside him as Elena sunk to the floor, sobbing into her hands.

"Elena?" Came a velvet voice from behind them. He knelt down in front of her ands stroked her cheek.

"Elena talk to me what's wrong?" He whispered anxiously.

Damon picked Emma up and took Bonnie's hand, walking towards the lounge.

"Please talk to me?" Stefan begged as she cried into his chest now.

Elena hiccupped on her tears, gripping his shirt in both fists.

"Please?" He choked out.

She took a stuttering breath and spoke two words with such emotion it almost startled him, although the actual words were nothing of a surprise.

"Change me."