Can't believe the season finale! Poor Stefan! Going to worry about him for 4 months now :( In the meantime here is some fantasy TVD :D Warning there is immediate swearing (I go no further than the f-word) and some quick decisions made! Hope you like! Please comment! It makes my day seeing your lovely comments xx

"Do you understand how fucked up this is?" I say to Stefan as he joins me outside. I have just managed to retrieve my equilibrium and I have so many questions. Stefan stands in front of me with hurt on his face.

"Let me explain." He says holding his hands up in defence.

"Go for it. This has got to be good." I say to him lividly crossing my arms infront of my chest. I can't believe he would do that to his own brother! I thought I knew him better than this!

"Not here. It's a long story and not one I wish to divulge while there is a large gathering." He attempts looking around is if people may listen in. We are the only ones out here and the doors are shut. At this moment I do not care if people listen in or not. My temper is about to go through the roof but I hold my own and talk through gritted teeth.

"Tell me." I say to him in a very careful manner through my gritted teeth. He clearly is agitated aswell but I hold my own not backing down. I have to know otherwise I can not enjoy this party any further.

He takes a deep breath and places his fingers on the bridge of his nose to seemingly mentally prepare himself. I wait patiently. "Yes I dated Katherine for a while and yes she was the journalist who got caught." He starts. I give a 'go on' look expecting the rest of the story. He takes a deep sigh and carries on, his face like he is reliving a horrible memory.

"Three years ago Katherine and Damon started dating. I was in awe of her and jealous of my brother for finding such a beautiful girl. I thought she was amazing. We started talking a lot and I started to see her a lot and I thought her and I had this great connection. Thinking back now, I realise that she was flirting with me in front of Damon on purpose to make some drama. Katherine was and still is always one for drama. But it made me want her. I could not stop thinking about her. She manipulated me into thinking that I could have her even though she was with my brother. Call me bratty or what you like but it was like I was a young child and I wanted something that I couldn't have that someone else did. It was like Katherine was dangling herself infront of me and I couldn't get to it. I was so frustrated. For over 6 months I watched them two together, feeling more jealous and wanting by the day. I would tell her that I wanted her to be with me and not Damon. She would always tell me 'one day'. Just those two words and nothing more. It gave me false hope. So I waited. Waited for it all to fizzle out to nothing. Damon and Katherine began to fight against each other and eventually broke up and I was loving it. I thought she was doing it so we could be together. After another 3 months the business really hit off and we were publicised everywhere. My father would do all of the press releases but for some reason they were always interested in myself and Damon. The papers said that we were 'the bachelors to look out for' and what not. They wanted to know what Damon and I got up to so Father threw us both out into the limelight. Damon did not like it one bit and neither did I. Damon kept himself away for weeks so the papers would grow bored with him but the limelight was never off me no matter how hard I tried. Suddenly I became the face of the company and I was brought into all of the interviews with Father who then fizzled himself out until I was the only one in the interviews talking about a business I barely knew." I was staring at him impatiently. This was not helping his case. He noticed my expression and carried on with the story.

"One day I got told that I had an interview so I went into the interview room and there was Katherine. She still looked amazing and those feelings were still there. After the interview we had coffee together and the affair started off then. We only dated for a few weeks but I felt like I was in love with her. I honestly believed that I was in love with her at the time. I already had the papers following me so I didn't care that I was going out with a journalist. The only bit that got me concerned was that some of my intimate secrets were coming out and I had no idea how or who. I would ask Katherine if she knew anything and she wouls always tell me she knew nothing about it. One night I was saying good night to her before going to bed when I noticed something on the blouse she was wearing. The top button was bigger, larger than the others. I confronted her and she said that was the design and I believed her. I know nothing of women's fashion so I took her word for it. That night after going to bed, Katherine was asleep and I was wide awake so to relieve my boredom, I decided to clear up my room and get ready for work the next day. I started moving clothes off the floor to put into the wash bin when I noticed that the top she had worn that night was quite heavy. It was not as light as it should be. The top button made a thump on the floor aswell so I inspected it and I noticed the reflection of the button was the lens on the camera. I had never been so heartbroken and betrayed." He said effectively finishing his story. My face turned from sour to remorse and hurt for him over the space of his story. I could not believe that Katherine did that to him. He thought he had a chance and took it.

"How did Damon feel when he found out you two were dating?" I had to ask.

"He wasn't happy but he was typical Damon. Made nothing of it and sarcastically said to me that maybe I could do a better job but to just watch my back. If only I had listened to his advice." He said looking straight at me with hurt in his eyes. I wanted to kiss him right there to ease his hurt but I wanted him to talk to me. He was opening up a lot more and I always believe that a problem shared is a problem halved.

"But Damon went back with her?" I asked "Did he know what happened with you two? Did he know why you two broke up?"

"Yeah he knew. He still loved her and they stayed together for another two years. She promised Damon that she would not write anything about him or me when they got back together and she kept her word. Not one story about us was found in the papers by her. Believe me both Damon and I checked to make sure. They were happy. Really happy. Damon was talking about asking her to move in with him and the idea of them getting married. But obviously that has changed now." There is a pause and I take the time to process all that I have been told.

"So now what?" Stefan asks looking at me. I look back at him confused. "What do you mean?"

"With what you know, where do we stand?"

I take a minute to make my decision and stand up from the bench I was sitting on. "I still want to be with you Stefan. That hasn't changed. That was just a shock. I knew you both had dated journalists before but I never realised that it was the same girl." He looks down at the floor in what I think is disappointment. "I'm glad you told me thought. Saves us having the conversation later, but it also means that we can move on." I say smiling.

Stefan stares at me and smiles. "You are amazing you know that? I thought you would go running for the hills! Well then, I think we need to carry on this night the way it was supposed to go." He holds out his hand which I hesitantly take wondering where he was going with this. He walks us both back into the bustling room of people in fancy dress. There seems to be less people here than before but I guess it is because it is getting late. He walks us onto the dance floor where the band are playing a slow song. His right hand rests on my waist and his other hand grabs one of mine and links our fingers together. My free hand now rests on his shoulder and we start to sway quietly in time to the music. As the song progresses I feel Stefan move me closer to him and I let him. I love being this close to him. I look up to see him staring down at me. Wow sharing moments like this makes my skin ignite and I feel my breath hitch as he leans forward to kiss me softly on the lips. He rest his head on my forehead and whispers to me so only I can hear.

"I love you Elena." and it makes my heart flutter. I start to feel giddy by his touch and his presence alone. How does he do that to me I'll never know.

"I love you too Stefan." I say knowing that I now understand that feeling of love so well now.

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"So here are the lucky couple. Leaving so soon? The party is just getting started" We hear Damon say to us over the music.

"Dude it's 2am" Stefan says back to him. The night has been a complete success and the charity raised a lot of money. But after 5 glasses of expensive champagne and two glasses of wine, it's safe to say that I am not in the best shape going and Stefan looked quite tired so we decided to head back home instead of carrying on.

"I don't think so Damon. We need to get home and get ready for work in the morning." Stefan says holding his hand on the small of my back.

Damon, clearly drunk scoffs. "Whatever. Just use a condom guys." and walks off into the party. Stefan directs me to the door and we make our way back to Stefan's house. When we arrive outside I feel a sense of warmth. It feels like my second home now since all I do is spend time here, or at work. Two or three times a week I visit my flat but that is literally it. At the moment Caroline and Matt have pretty much made it into their own place. The furniture has been upgraded from the second hand tat Caroline and I managed to find from a charity shop, all of the repairs that Car and I have been meaning to do have all been finished, the walls have changed cools in their room and the living room and there are photos of them two together all over the place. There is an extra shelf in the shower for Matt's things and he even shares a wardrobe with Caroline (I don't know how he fits his clothes in there to be honest with the amount that she has.) Honestly I feel like I'm intruding on their own home even though I pay rent but they assure me that it is my house as much as theirs.

Stefan and I walk in, go upstairs to get dressed for bed and I see a draw on my side of the bed once I come out of the bathroom. I look at Stefan puzzled. He is staring at me with a massive grin on his face.

"I know that we only told each other that we love one another tonight but I wanted to ask you something important tonight that I had been thinking about for a while. Look inside the drawer."

I do seeing a small key on some red velvet. I look even more puzzled. The key looks oddly familiar but I can't place it. I look at Stefan confused.

"It's a key to my place. The draw was merely symbolic." Realisation rings through me and my body starts to shake as my heart fills and I am waiting for that question that I know he is going to ask me.

"Elena. I've had a very long think about this. I know that tonight didn't exactly go to plan, but we now know where we both stand and I know that it is very soon since we have been together for almost two months but since you and I have been together, we have spent pretty much everyday together here and I hate it when you leave to stay at your place. My bed feels cold without you and I look forward to you staying the following night. So what I'm trying to say is. Will you move in with me?"

For the second time tonight, my heart momentarily freezes. Oh My God. First he tells me that he loves, then I find out about Katherine and now he is asking me to move in with him! What can I say? This is too much! But deep down I share that feeling with him. My bed always feels cold without him, I miss him terribly until I see him again and my apartment didn't feel like mine now since Matt and Caroline had made it their own. But if they can move in together so soon and make it work why can't I?

"Yes" I say to him and grabbing him, pushing him further onto the bed straddling him and kissing every inch of him that I can find. I hear a large thump as the draw on the bed has been pushed and has landed on the floor, and that is the last sound that I hear for the rest of the night.

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"We have to have a moving in party!" Caroline screams at me. Caroline and Matt are sitting on one sofa while Stefan and I are on the other sofa facing them. I thought it would be best to tell them as soon as I came home and I wanted Stefan to be there for moral support. Caroline and I have been best friends since High School and as soon as we finished college to go onto university, we moved in together and have never moved out since. I had no idea how she was going to react. I myself am crying right now. It feels like the end of an era with myself and Caroline and as much as I am loving that I am moving in with Stefan, I am sad to not be living with Caroline anymore.

"Why not." Stefan says shrugging his shoulders. "It'll give you a chance to get to know the neighbours." Stefan says.

"Hey what about me? I moved in and I didn't get a welcome in party." Matt joked.

"How about a double then. Instead of a moving in party, let's make it a moving in and out party'. I'm moving out and you moved into my flat." I suggest. Everyone agrees and I agree on two weeks to pack everything away and move it all into Stefan's place.

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