A/N: Sorry it's been so long since I updated! I went to the beach for a week with my parents and boyfriend, then when we got back we had a party and I was just enjoying spending time with everyone. Hope everyone had an awesome Labor Day weekend! :D
Everyone gathered around the large table in the dining room, Guiseppe taking a seat at the head of the table. Damon sat on one side, Anne sat on the other side. Stefan pulled Elena's seat out for her and once she sat, pushed her in before taking his seat beside Damon. Everyone held hands as Anne said grace, watched as Guiseppe carved the turkey, then took turns filling their plates with all the wonderful food Anne had prepared. Elena took a bite of turkey, and smiled happily.
"Anne, this is the most amazing turkey I've ever eaten. The ham I cooked on Christmas doesn't even compare to this." Elena comments, taking another bite of the savory meat.
Stefan smiles at Elena. "Your ham was just as good as my mom's turkey, Elena."
"So, how did you and Stefan meet?" Anne asks, taking a sip of the wine Guiseppe had poured for them all.
Elena blushes, and Stefan looks away, embarrassed. "We met on summer break, down at the beach. We had been talking for about three months before I got the courage to ask her out. I was actually afraid to ask her, because I thought she would turn me down." Stefan tells his mother, smiling.
Elena smiles as well, still blushing. "When he asked me out, I didn't have to think long about it. I really liked Stefan, and I'm glad I became his girlfriend."
Anne smiles, taking her husbands hand.
"How long have you been dating?" Guiseppe asks, finishing his plate of food.
Both Stefan and Elena blush at the question.
"We've been together for four months now." Elena answers.
"Have you slept with her?" Guiseppe questions, looking at Stefan.
"Dear! That's a little personal now, isn't it?" Anne says in shock.
Elena covers her face in embarrassment, and Damon clears his throat.
"So, father, how are things going since you retired? What are you doing with your free time?" Damn asks his father, steering the conversation away from Stefan and Elena.
Stefan lets out a sigh of relief as his father starts to talk about not liking being retired. Stefan leans over and hugs Elena, who gratefully mouths 'thank you' to Damon. Damon just nods. Dinner finishes up and Anne serves apple pie for dessert. After Dessert, Elena helps Anne with the dishes while Stefan, Damon, and Guiseppe catch up in the living rood. Around midnight, everyone retires to their rooms. Stefan waits patiently for Elena to change into her pajamas before coming into the bedroom. He found Elena sitting on the bed in one of his shirts and a pair of blue cotton shorts. Stefan takes a seat nest to her, pulling his shirt over his head, having changed in the bathroom across the hall. Stefan takes Elena into his arms, holding her close as she lays her head on his shoulder.
"So, what do you think of my parents?" Stefan asks, suddenly feeling very scared of Elena's answer.
"They are great, Stefan. Your mother is wonderful, and your father is, well lets just say he isn't afraid to speak his mind." Elena replies with a giggle.
Stefan smiles. "That's my father, never one to hide his opinion."
Elena gets out of bed, going over to the window and watching the snow fall outside. Stefan comes over and wraps his arms around Elena's waist, holding her as he rests his chin on her shoulder.
"It's been a long time since I've seen snow like this."
"Yeah, it's been a long time for me too." Stefan replies, yawning.
Elena yawns as well, turning around in Stefan's arms. Stefan leans down and kisses her softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Let's get to bed. Knowing my father, he is going to want us up early tomorrow so he can take you, Damon, and I out and show you the town."
Elena smiles and nods in agreement. Stefan walks over to his old bed, holding the covers up as Elena climbs in under them. Stefan joins her and smiles as Elena curls up nest to him, laying her head on his chest.
"Sweet dreams Elena, I love you."
"I love you too Stefan. Sweet dreams." Elena says with a yawn. Stefan reaches over and shuts the lamp on his nightstand out, listening to Elena's soft breathing as he falls asleep.
