A/N: So, here's a quick update. The final chapter. I know, I can't believe it's over either! I hope you enjoyed it though. :3

The warm weather was a nice change being that it was March, kids and families were outside. Playing, running around, laughing and being happy. For the first time in a while, Elena felt normal and human again. Glancing over she saw Stefan staring at her. "Hi to you too." She laughed softly.

"Hi." He mused.

"You were staring."

"Was I? I had no idea Miss. Gilbert." he smirked.

"Yes," she said with a small nod. "You were." Switching positions, she sat back on her knees, the couple was in the front lawn of the Boarding House, the sun beating down on them, enjoying the summer like weather.

"Hm, pardon my staring then. I just couldn't help myself, staring at the most beautiful women in the entire world." He countered, a cheeky grin coming to his lips.

Her smile grew, though it had only been two days since Tatia, Klaus and Lexie's final deaths, nothing had happened. Things were going good, unexceptionally good, by now there was usually some impending doom to handle. Not this time though. She smiled softly, "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too." Stefan responded, leaning over to kiss her quickly. The kiss was supposed to be subtle, and gentle but turned into a longer much more passionate kiss. Rolling on top of Stefan his hands were at her waist, and her arms locked around his neck. Pulling back to look at him she sighed, "Maybe she was wrong." She said.

"Who?" he asked, with a raised brow, sitting up. Rolling off of him, she sat up and looked at him.

"Tatia. She said that the battle had only just begun. Yet we've all been fine for several days now." She answered with a shrug.

Rubbing his face with his hand he shrugged, "Yeah…about that." He began. Her eye's widened slightly and she raised a brow, "What?" she asked.

"Remember how Damon left the night after Lexie…was gone?" he asked. She nodded quietly and contently. "Well, he headed to Chicago. He knew someone there, someone he thought he could trust. Someone to talk to about it that my brother trust someone." He scoffed. Rubbing his cheek he sighed, "Damon was on his way back home, he was supposed to arrive tonight, but this said 'trustful person' got to him. They called me this morning, I couldn't tell you, you were so happy."

Elena felt her body choke up instantly at Stefan's last words. "You mean?" she barely got out. He nodded, "Damon's gone." Elena felt her heart begin to hurt, not only had she lost a close friend, but Stefan had lost a brother. Glancing at him she sighed, and watched as a tear silently fell down his cheek. "Come here." She whispered. She wrapped her arms around him and held him, letting him weep. "It's okay." She whispered, stroking his hair with her hand. "It's okay." She repeated softly. Though deep down inside, she knew this wasn't the end.

This meant war. Whoever killed Damon had done it for a purpose, to get back at Stefan or even Elena for something. If you messed with one member of her family you messed with Elena. Swallowing thickly Elena, kissed the top of Stefan's head gently. "It's okay. Everything's going to be okay." She whispered. She questioned herself though.

Was everything really going to be okay? She'd never know.

A/N: AHHH! It's finally over, the stories done. Yes I know, I'm probably going to be eaten alive for having Damon get killed off but that's how I invisioned my story ending in the first place. I hope you enjoyed the ride along with Stefan and Elena. More stories will be coming soon!