As Elena dug through her top, drarw she stumbled across something she kept securely tucked away in the back. Her heart skipped a beat, as she pulled out her slave bracelets. The ones that she had worn during her time in the Dark Dimension. They had been the symbol of "what's-his name's" ownership of her. It meant she was his property. She belonged to him.

Most girls probably would have thrown them away, as soon as they got home. However, she had been unable to part with them. To her they symbolized that it had all been real. What she had shared with "what's-his name" that is. They were like a secret treasure. Proof. No one knew she had. She pulled them out and looked at them once in awhile. Mainly during the times, that she missed him the most. With that, she quickly tucked them back into the draw, and headed out the door on her way to the Boarding House for dinner with Stefan.

Unfortunately, Damon had missed this as he had already turned in disgust to go find a meal. Time was on his side. He found that while in bird form he always felt a bit more predatory. Eat first then deal with "The traitorous bitch".

As Elena drug herself from the car and up the walkway, she faintly heard a bird squawk. Her eyes looked to the air, as they always did, now a day. Of course, it was to dark for her to see anything, and she quickly chastised herself. After all what did she think she was looking for? Did she think he would rise from the dead? She had already tried that with Sage and the higher counsel, to no avail. Nope, not even 'what's-his-name" could rise from this death. Sometimes she wondered if she was loosing her mind.

Stefan greeted her at the door before she could knock. Leaning in and giving her a kiss on both cheeks, as he closed the door behind her. A candle lit dinner was on the table, and Elena could smell the scent strongly. Too strongly! Covering her mouth, she made a mad dash for the kitchen sink. Knowing she would never make it to the bathroom in time. Stefan gave her a knowing look. "Are you okay?" he asked? "I'll be fine in a minute, I just need some breathing room," she answered. Stefan raised an eyebrow as he looked over her closely.

"Elena, I think we need to discuss this". "Not now Stefan, I'm really not in the mood for any deep conversations. I just have not been feeling well, that's all! Could you just hold me for a while? That is what I really need. "

Without a word, he took her hand and led her to the sofa. There he had her lean back into him, as he wrapped his arms around her. Elena leaned back and closed her eyes. It felt good to feel loved, even if only for a minute. She was so lost in her thoughts she hadn't even noticed him mumbling in her ear.

Not until he turned her and gripped her shoulders, he lifted her face upwards. As she looked up at him, it was already too late.

"Elena, you love me. Damon never loved you. He loved Bonnie. It has always been you and me, and everything is fine. We are happy. We will be getting married, and you will move in." With just those few words, she was compelled.

She pulled him into an embrace, and kissed him passionately. "Stefan you know I love you right? She hesitated, taking a deep breath. "Well, why do we have to wait for the wedding, why don't I just move in now?' He smiled his answer to her.

"Sweetheart I think that's a wonderful idea. Why don't you go home and pack, while I get things readied here? Unless you need me to come with you to explain to Jeana," He questioned.

She shook her head nervously as she answered, saying, "I think I will have to break the news to her myself. But Stefan, I am so happy… I cannot wait to be Mrs. Salvatore. " Kissing him again before heading to the door. " I love you", she called out before quickly exiting.

Damon had arrived outside the window just in time to see there tender embrace and hear Elena talking about moving in before the wedding. So she plans to marry my brother. I don't think so.

St Stefan and that lying bitch are not going to win this time. They have no idea who they are messing with now. He thought to himself.

Sage's blood had tuned Damon into a super vampire. More closely resembling an Original. When Damon hurt, he would make sure everybody hurt. Nobody was safe, not even precious Elena.

As Elena drove home, she had this nagging feeling she was forgetting something. She still felt a sense of loss. With that, she thought of her friend Bonnie. She felt sorry for her. She knew it would be wrong to tell her or her wedding plans, not after Bonnie had just suffered such a loss. However, Bonnie was better off without him. After all, he just would have thrown her away too for the next girl that came along as he had her, for Bonnie. With that she felt her jaw tighten, and the urge to call Bonnie and brag.

She started to reach for her phone, when everything went black.