Inside the small, dark cellar in the basement of the Salvatore boarding house was the youngest Salvatore brother. On a small cot, was where the blood hungry vampire laid in pain from his thirst for human blood. Stefan opened his eyes from his deep sleep, that was caused from vervain and gasped in pain, but went quiet when he was pulled into a painful memory.
WOODS 1864
The people of the small town of Mystic Falls were waking the dark streets with fire torches in their hands and determination in their hearts. It was the night all the men were all waiting for, the capture of all vampires. Jonathan Gilbert stood surrounded by men with large rifles and torches, but he paused into his step to check the famous Gilbert watch, or known to the council as a vampire compass. The compass began to twirl around, notifying the men that they were in the presence of a monster, a vampire. Jonathan Gilbert moved closer to the men, who held a person in their arms who was passed out from the special plant of vervain. They knew right then and there, that the passed out man was a vampire. So the men threw the vampire into a large carriage with the rest of the vampires they caught. "We have to get them to the church," Johnathan Gilbert told the men once the vampire was secure, "they're waiting."
Across from the carriage and in the dark forest was the Salvatore brothers watching the destruction of their town. "Circle around that way," Stefan whispered in command to his older brother, "I'll distract him. Go." As soon as Stefan saw Damon take off, he quickly walked out from his hiding spot and stood in the middle of the street and shouted towards the men, "over here! There's another one! Quick! Help me!" Stefan took off in the opposite direction of the carriage, hoping to divert the men.
"Arm yourselves," Johnathan Gilbert commanded the men before running after the young Salvatore with the armed and determined men.
Thanks to Stefan's diversion, there was only one man protecting the carriage of vampires with only one rifle. Damon stood on the side of the carriage and waited for the perfect moment before quickly facing the man with a large punch to the face, knocking him out. As soon as the man was town, Damon quickly searched the man's pockets for the keys. He stood up and began to try each key for the lock as fast as he could. "We don't have long," Stefan told his brother after he escaped the men and joined his brother to save the person that meant everything to each Salvatore.
It didn't take more than a five seconds before Damon had unlocked the carriage. He pulled the door open and spotted the woman he loved. "Katherine," Damon exclaimed once he say the brunette. Damon and Stefan both joined together and quickly helped the brown eyed girl out of the carriage and softly sat her on the hard, cold ground. Once she was on the ground, Damon quickly pulled off the muzzle that the men placed over her mouth. "We're going to get you out of here," Damon promised Katherine while he worked on the large ropes that covered the girl's hands.
Stefan glanced up when he heard horses neighing and men yelling, he quickly turned back to Damon and exclaimed, "Damon, hurry. Hurry."
But as soon as Damon got the ropes off of Katherine's hands, there was a loud gun shot heard around the forest. And to the Salvatore's surprise, it went straight through Damon. The older brother slammed into the ground as soon as the bullet ripped through Damon's skin. Stefan quickly ran towards his brother in fright, "no! No, Damon," Stefan cried out. The younger brother gasped in pain when he watched the life being sucked out of Damon.
Stefan looked up from the ground when he heard men running. "I think we got one!" A man yelled out to the group that carried rifles and torches.
But Stefan knew that he needed to protect himself and the woman he loved, so he quickly stood up and grabbed the rifle that laid next to be the passed out man and pointed it towards the men. But they were faster, and shot Stefan straight through the stomach, causing the green eyed boy to drop to the ground in pain. Stefan laid on the hard ground while staring at Katherine while he died slowly and painfully, just like his brother.
Elena stood outside of the dark cellar and stared into the small window at her boyfriend that was being tortured from thirst and memories. "It's so hard to see him looked up like this," Elena whispered out.
"You're the one that locked him up," Damon commented while leaning against the wall and staring at the brown eyed girl.
Emily glared over at the vampire before turning to her sister with soft eyes, "it was our only chance to help him, Lena."
Elena nodded to her sister with a small smile before turning to the blue eyed vampire and stated, "you helped."
"I couldn't have him running around chewing people, while the town was looking for vampires, now, could I?" Damon questioned sarcastically.
"It had nothing to do with you actually caring about him?" Elena questioned, full with sass.
"Your thing, not mine," Damon mumbled.
QUARRY 1864
Stefan opened his green eyes slowly, but when he did, he jumped in fright when he didn't know what happened. He looked around his surroundings and saw that he was in a small burnt building in a open field by the quarry. Finally gaining his bearings, Stefan glanced down at his clothes and noticed the blood in the middle his shirt. Stefan remembered exactly what happened, so he quickly pulls his shirt open and saw that there was no bullet hole. He remembered being shot, so he didn't know why there was no bleeding wound. Stefan glanced down at his hand and saw that a large silver and blue ring sat on one of his fingers, it had a single S in the middle.
"Katherine had me make that for you weeks ago," Emily, the Bennett witch, exclaimed towards the younger Salvatore.
"Where am I?" Stefan asked hoarsely.
"The quarry, just north of town," Emily explained, "my brother and I brought you here last night. We found you dead in the woods."
Stefan looked at the women in worry, "where's Damon?" Emily moved her eyes over towards the water, so Stefan quickly turned around and saw his brother shirtless, sitting by the water. Stefan turned around and looked down while thinking when he quickly turned back to Emily, "am I… am I a-"
"Not yet," Emily interrupted, knowing what he was asking. "You're in transition," she explained.
Stefan shook his head in confusion, "but, how? I-"
"You had Katherine's blood in your system when you died," Emily interrupted once again to explain to the younger Salvatore.
Stefan shook his head, "no. I never-"
"She's been compelling you to drink it for weeks, Stefan," Emily told the green eyed boy.
Stefan sat there for a moment, thinking about the information before looking back up at Emily, "and Damon?"
"No compulsion was necessary," Emily answered, "he drank from her willingly."
Stefan exhaled sharply, shocked at what Emily explained about his brother drinking Katherine's blood with no problem. Stefan slowly made his way towards the water, and looked down at Damon.
"I woke up last night, I didn't know where I was," Damon spoke softly while looking at the water that was flowing. "I went to the church. And I watched them drag her inside. Then they set fire to it, and the whole church went up into flames," Damon explained. He looked up at Stefan with sad blue eyes, "they killed her, Stefan. She's gone."
Emily was inside of Elena's large closet, looking for clothes. The two girls planned on staying at the Salvatore boarding house again, they wanted to keep an eye on Stefan. Elena suddenly stopped looking for clothes before pulling out her phone and dialed a familiar number and placed it on speakerphone before going back to looking for clothes with her sister.
"What?" the male voice spoke from the phone.
Emily rolled her eyes once she realized it was the older Salvatore. Elena pushed her sister's shoulder before speaking, "Emily and I are just grabbing some clothes, and then we'll be right over. How's Stefan?"
"Extra broody," Damon spoke, "hold on." While the two girls waited for Damon to come back on the phone, they began to shove clothes into the tan bag Elena had in her hand. "He won't eat anything," Damon called out.
"He has to eat," Elena explained before asking nervously, "what's his favorite… kind of… um."
"His favorite kind of what?" Damon questioned with a smirk.
Emily chuckled at her sister's awkwardness before calling into the phone, "animal, Damon." Emily smirked over at her sister, "Elena wants to know if he likes fluffy animals."
"Ew, gross," Damon mumbled.
"Elena wanted to know," Emily spoke with a small smirk gracing her face.
"Well, Stefan likes puppy blood… little golden retriever puppies, with floppy ears. That's his favorite," Damon told the two girls before hanging up the phone.
Emily chuckled at the disgusting expression that was stuck on Elena's face. "It's your own fault you wanted to know."
Elena rolled her eyes, "come on, we should go," Elena told her sister.
Emily nodded her head before throwing one last shirt into Elena's bag. Once the two girls were out of the large closet, Emily quickly closed it. They turned around and jumped when someone was standing right behind the door.
"Sorry," the older man mumbled.
Emily rolled her eyes. She hated when John would come in her room, it only means he was up to something and it was never good. "Uncle John. what's up?" Emily questioned the older man.
"I thought we could talk," John spoke while glancing at the two faces. "We haven't had the chance to catch up," he continued.
Elena grabbed onto Emily's hand in nervousness before slowly walking around John and mumbled, "we're actually on our way out, so…"
"Well, it won't take long," John spoke while walking around Elena's room.
"What do you want, John?" Emily questioned, tired of the way he was dancing around what he wanted to say.
"Well," John spoke while looking at a photo that sat on Elena's desk before turning to the two girls, "I know you know."
"Know what?" Elena questioned in confusion.
"It's really silly to keep pretending," John spoke with a small smile. "What do you think your mother would say, if she knew you were dating a vampire?" John questioned the younger sister.
Emily glared at the man. How dare he say something like that. "Which mother are you talking about?" Emily questioned the older man with an eyebrow raised before pulling Elena out of the room and out of the Gilbert house.
QUARRY 1864
Stefan walked towards Damon, who sitting down by the quarry, with a pail of water. He grabbed his bloody shirt and began to wash it with the water. "I bet Johnathan Gilbert has told father by now," Stefan interrupted the silence, "wonder how he took the news that we're dead."
"As if he cares," Damon mumbled before grabbing his own shirt and dipping it inside the pail of water. "He betrayed us."
"He thought he was protecting us, Damon," Stefan tried to explain. "He thought he was protecting this town."
Damon ignored his brother and began to rub the blood off his hands with a wet cloth before groaning. "God. This sun is hurting my eyes," Damon complained to Stefan.
"It's part of it," Stefan explained. "The muscle aches, the sick feeling - Emily says it's our bodies pushing us to feed, to complete the transition."
"That's not gonna happen," Damon told his brother.
"Is that your choice, then?" Stefan questioned, "to die instead?"
Damon looked at Stefan in confusion, "isn't it yours? This was all to be with Katherine. But she's gone. I want it over."
Elena stood in front of the small window of the door that belonged to the cellar and looked at her boyfriend sadly. Emily stood a little bit behind her and decided to give sister some privacy, even though Elena made her come down here with her. Emily knew that Elena was scared, that nothing would work for Stefan, so she decided to come with her for moral support.
"How you feelin?" Elena questioned softly. "Damon says you need to drink that," she told Stefan when she saw him staring at the bottle of blood that laid on the ground. When Stefan shook his head, Elena quickly spoke,"you need it, Stefan. Can't survive without it."
"I don't want to survive," Stefan told Elena while glancing up at her through small window.
"What?" Elena questioned in shock. "Don't say that."
"I'm sorry, Elena," Stefan apologized. "No more. After what I've done, it has to end. I just want it over."
Elena didn't know what to say, so she gave Stefan one last look before quickly walked back on the stairs and away from her boyfriend. Emily sighed from the wall she was leaning on. She decided to say one thing to Stefan before she followed after her sister. Emily slowly made her way up to the small window and saw that Stefan was still staring at the bottle of blood. "You need to fight," Emily spoke right away. "You can't give up now, that is not what the Stefan I know does." Emily sighed when she didn't get a reaction from the vampire. "Just please don't give up. I need you to keep on living and the only way you can do that, is if you drink from that bottle." Emily gave Stefan a small smile and whispered, "I believe in you, Stef," before leaving the cellar and headed to the living room where her sister and Damon sat in silence.
Emily sighed when she sat next to Elena on the couch, "I tried, but he's still not drinking."
Damon shrugged across from the girls on a leather chair, "he's just being dramatic. He's not gonna starve himself."
"Why would he say that?" Elena questioned the older Salvatore with sadness in her voice.
"He feels bad about hurting that girl," Damon explained, "it's a very typical Stefan martyr. It will pass."
"Will it?" Elena questioned, "because he seemed to be in a lot of pain."
"Yeah. well, that will pass too, once he eats," Damon tried to explain.
"I didn't mean physical pain," Elena corrected Damon.
"I know what you meant," Damon told the younger sister. He stared into Elena's eyes when he stood up, "look, are you gonna be okay here if I have to run out? I have to go to an errand with the teacher."
Emily rose an eyebrow at Damon, "since when did the vampire hunter and vampire became friends?"
Damon rolled his eyes, "I don't have friends."
Emily faked gasped, "I thought we were friends."
Damon smirked over at the older sister before turning towards Elena with worried eyes, "you should, um, you should stay up here. You shouldn't be down there by yourself."
"I'll be fine," Elena told Damon.
Emily rolled her eyes, "I will protect my sister, Damon. She will be fine."
Damon looked at the two girls before his eyes focused on Elena, "you know… you're both very trusting of him, given the circumstances."
"He's still Stefan deep inside, we can still trust him," Emily told Damon, defending the green eyed vampire.
Elena looked over at Damon, "so are you, otherwise you wouldn't be leaving."
Damon stared at Elena for a moment before speaking, "I won't be long."
SALVATORE ESTATE 1864
The small town of Mystic Falls was silent after the day of chaos that took place. It was pitch black dark, so many people of the small town were already asleep. Stefan quietly made it way up the Salvatore Estate, but pauses when he hears two voices with his new vampire hearing.
"May I offer you a drink, Mr. Gilbert?" Giuseppe Salvatore questioned.
"Thank you, Mr. Salvatore," Johnathan Gilbert thanked the older man.
"This won't touch much longer," Giuseppe promised.
While the two men continued to speak, Stefan slowly made his way closer to the large house he used to call home.
"I want to make sure the founders' archives are accurate," Jonathan told the man while writing carefully in the large book that would go down in history.
"Be sure to document the loss of civilian life in the church," Giuseppe commanded while pouring another glass of alcohol.
"They were hardly civilians, Mr. Salvatore," Jonathan grunted out while looking down at his writing.
"As far as anyone needs to know, they were," Giuseppe stressed. "As the record keeper for the council, what you write will be passed down through generations. Certain details should be kept only between you and me."
"For example?" Johnathan questioned.
"My sons," Giuseppe answered. "They will be remembered as the innocent victims of the Battle of Willow Creek, not for their shame."
Johnathan nodded, "certainly, Mr. Salvatore."
Elena decided she wanted to try to get through Stefan again, and just as promised, Emily stood by her sister's side. It wasn't that she didn't trust the younger Salvatore, it's just that he didn't have his perfect control that he used to have.
"You know, Damon hasn't fed me vervain in a while," Stefan mumbled with his head between his knees on the floor of the dark cellar. "I could be at those bars in a flash, and you'd be dead."
Emily decided to speak up next to her sister, seeing how all this was affecting Elena. "We both know that you won't, Stef," Emily told the green eyed vampire.
Stefan glanced up when he heard Emily's voice, before looking back at the ground, "please just go away. I don't want you here."
Emily shook her head, she wasn't just going to let Stefan suffer in here. If they were going to help him, they actually had to do something about it. So, Emily pulled with all her might and opened the door, she and Elena quickly slipped in. Emily made sure to stand in front of Elena, she would always protect her sister first.
"What are you doing?" Stefan spoke with tiredness in his voice. "Get out of here."
Emily grabbed onto Elena's hand, "we're not going anymore, Stefan."
"You're taking a stupid risk. I could hurt both of you," Stefan told the older girl.
"You won't hurt Elena, I'd let you go through me before you could touch Elena," Emily told Stefan strongly. She bent down and picked up the full bottle of blood and held it out to Stefan, "you need to drink. It's the only way for you to get better, Stefan."
"Emily, get out of here, or I will take you on your offer," Stefan growled out from the ground.
Emily ignored when Elena tried to pull her out of the room, she continued to stare at Stefan, "I'm not leaving you. Drink."
Stefan vamp sped up and rushed towards Emily, causing Emily to jump and stood protectively in front of Elena. "I said get out," Stefan growled out loudly.
Emily stared hard into Stefan's eyes, "we are not leaving."
Stefan finally listened to the older sister and let his face transform back to normal. He slowly made his way back to the small bed that he had laid on for the best few days.
Since Emily saw that Stefan had a small bit of control, she decided to let Elena away from her side, so she could talk to Stefan. Emily stood against the wall, while Elena slowly made her way to the small bed and sat next to Stefan. "Talk to me, Stefan," Elena stressed, "why are you doing this?"
Stefan had his eyes closed when he spoke up, "I'm making the decision I should have made years ago."
"What are you talking about?" Elena questioned in confusion.
"You have to feed in order to complete the transition," Stefan stated.
Elena nodded her head while she stared at Stefan, "I know that."
"It was a choice I shouldn't have made," Stefan told Elena while staring into her brown eyes.
SALVATORE ESTATE 1864
Giuseppe Salvatore sat at his desk, writing in a small book with a drink to his left, when he heard footsteps. He looked up and jumped in fright when he saw his supposed to bed dead son, Stefan Salvatore. "Dear God!" Giuseppe whispered when he stood up and stared at the boy.
"Even in our death, you only feel shame?" Stefan questioned his father.
"You're one of them now," Giuseppe stated.
"No," Stefan spoke before slowly making his way into the small room. "Father, I came to say goodbye."
"I watched you die," Giuseppe stated.
Stefan's eyes widened in shock before questioning, "you were there when we were shot?"
"I pulled the trigger myself," Giuseppe truthfully spoke.
"You killed your own sons?" Stefan questioned disbelief.
"You were both dead to me the moment you sided with the vampires," Giuseppe spoke with anger. "I only thank God that your mother isn't alive to see the disgrace you've become."
Stefan quickly shook his head, "I haven't turned yet. I don't want to. I'm going to let myself die, father. Please," Stefan cried out.
"Yes, you are," Giuseppe spoke with calmness. The sound of his voice didn't match his actions, because he quickly grabbed a wooden rod next to the roaring fire and broke it over his knee. Giuseppe held the broken wooden rod over his head and went to strike his son, but Stefan was faster. Stefan threw his father against the wall, causing Giuseppe to land on the wooden rod.
Stefan quickly rushed towards the older man once he saw what he did, "father, I didn't mean to!" Stefan sat on his knees over his father, staring at the rod that stood in his father's chest with wide eyes.
"Get away from me," Giuseppe groaned out in pain while holding tightly onto the rod.
Stefan shook his head, "no, let me help you." He quickly pulled the rod out of his father's stomach. But what Stefan wasn't counting on, was on the blood. Stefan looked at his the rod in his hands and saw the warm blood on his hands. He stared at the blood in interest before slowly bringing his bloody fingers to his pale lips. Stefan looked at his father's wound in amazement before he pushed the older man's hand away and carefully placed his hand against the bloody wound. As soon as he brought the fresh blood to his mouth, his face began to change to the monster is father hated.
Stefan gasped in pain when he felt something happening to his body all at once, "oh, God! What's happening to me?" It was his body completely the transition from his own father's blood.
"How can you even look at me right now?" Stefan spoke quietly while looking over to Elena.
"You need to be able to talk about these things, Stefan. I need to hear them," Elena spoke before carefully touching Stefan's arm. "Come upstairs. We can talk about it more, and we'll keep talking as long as you need."
Stefan looked over at Elena, "you're so sure I'm ready?""
Elena nodded her head, "I am. I know you are." When Stefan didn't say anything she got up from the small bed and moved to the cellar door.
Emily gave Elena a small smile before walking closer to Stefan. She pulled out Stefan's ring that he needed and sat it next to the vampire. "If you're not ready, then you can stay here, but if you are, this will be here for you," Emily spoke softly. "But I do believe that you are ready. You are Stefan Salvatore, I believe in you," Emily told her friend before walking out of the cellar.
Emily made her way to the living room and saw her sister sitting on the couch when her diary in her hand. She made her way over to the same couch Elena was on and leaned her head on Elena's shoulder. "Are you okay?" Emily questioned in her sister.
Elena sighed before closing her diary and looking over at her sister, "I just wish that I could help him more."
Emily nodded her head in understanding, "you will," she promised her sister. "Just let him think for a while. I think we got through to him."
Elena smiled over at her sister, "thank you for helping me with Stefan."
Emily kissed the side of her sister's head, "I don't mind helping, he's my best friend. I'll always be there for him."
Damon suddenly walked into the room with a groan, "ugh. God. you're still here?"
Emily rolled her eyes at the older vampire, "oh shut up, Damon." Emily smirked, "we didn't want you to get lonely."
Damon rolled his eyes and plopped down on the couch, "I don't get lonely."
Elena ignored the duo's banter before turning to Damon in wonder, "so, how was the errand?"
"Futile," Damon mumbled. "Although, I think I witnessed the teacher having an existential crisis." Damon glanced over at both girls, "have Stefan eaten yet?"
Emily rose an eyebrow at the vampire, "when did Damon begin to care for his brother?"
Damon shrugged, "just wondering."
Emily rolled her eyes before growing serious and glanced over at Elena with a smile, "I think he's getting better."
Elena nodded her head, "but he's got a lot of guilt that he has to deal with. And it doesn't help that you've spent the last 145 years punishing him for Katherine getting caught."
"This is my fault now?" Damon questioned.
"No, it's no one's fault, Damon," Elena shook her head. "I'm just… saying you're not exactly innocent. You've made it your life's mission to make him miserable."
Damon quickly stood up and began to place the living room before turning to Elena, "let me ask you a question. In all this important soul searching and cleansing of the demons of Stefan's past, did you ever manage to get the rest of the story?"
"He said there was more," Elena exclaimed.
"Yeah. that's an understatement," Damon growled out.
When Damon went to walk out of the room, Elena quickly stood up and grabbed Damon's arm, "Damon. Damon, tell me."
QUARRY 1864
It was dark time at the quarry when Stefan finally arrived back to his older brother. But when Damon turned around, he saw a happy Stefan with a scared young girl. Damon looked at Stefan in confusion, "what are you doing? Who is that?"
"I brought her for you," Stefan told his brother, "She's a gift." Stefan turned towards the girl and stared into her eyes, "have a seat, please."
The young girl sat down on the steps on the small burnt building that was for shelter. Damon looked over at Stefan with wide eyes, "what have you done, Stefan?"
"Damon, I've been to see father," Stefan began, "he came at me. I didn't know my own strength. There was blood everywhere. He was dying, and the blood was too strong. I needed it. I had to have it," Stefan explained.
"You fed," Damon stated, already realizing the answer.
"Yes," Stefan nodded with a smile on his face. "And it's incredible. My body is exploding with power, Damon."
"No," Damon cried out quietly.
"I can hear things from far away," Stefan exclaimed, "I can see through the darkness. I can move, like it's magic." Stefan moved closer to Damon and grabbed onto his long shirt, "and the guilt, the pain… Damon, I can turn it off. Like a switch. Katherine was right. It's a whole nother world out there, Damon."
Damon tried move away from his excited brother and groaned out, "Katherine is dead, Stefan. There's no world without her."
When Damon tried to walk away from him, Stefan quickly turned his brother around and grabbed his face tightly, "no. you can turn that off, too. You don't have to feel that pain anymore."
"I don't want it," Damon told his brother while trying to push Stefan's hands off of him.
"You're weak," Stefan told Damon, "you'll be dead soon. You need this," Stefan tried to convince his brother.
Damon shook his head and quietly whispered, "no."
"You'll die," Stefan stressed.
"No. I can't," Damon cried out in pain for the lost of Katherine.
Stefan stared at Damon for a moment before turning to the young girl, "please," he spoke before softly grabbing onto her hand and pulled her closer to him. Stefan glanced at Damon before turning to the girl with his fangs out and took a small nip from her neck, causing a few drops of blood to fall. "I won't let you die," Stefan promised Damon.
Damon quickly shook his head, "no. I can't."
"Don't fight it," Stefan commanded. "We can do this... together." Stefan turned back to the girl and turned her neck to the side while holding tightly onto Damon's neck. As soon as Damon saw the blood, it was like he was in a trance. With Katherine not on his mind, Damon moved closer to the young girl before drinking the sweet blood.
Damon took a large drink of bourbon, "from the moment Stefan had his first taste of human blood, he was a different person," Damon explained. "I suppose I should thank him. It's been one hell of a ride," Damon chuckled humorlessly.
Elena eyes widened, "oh, my God. he said he wanted to die." Elena quickly turned towards her sister, "that's why he won't feed. Now I understand why, but…" Elena trailed off when she turned back to Damon.
"His choice," Damon mumbled before pouring more bourbon into his glass. "If he's stupid enough to make it, so be it."
Emily rolled her eyes at Damon, "he's your brother, don't act like you don't care about him." Emily quickly grabbed Elena's hand and jogged out of the room and headed straight for the cellar.
"Where are you going?" Damon yelled after the two girls, but Emily ignored him and quickly made their way to the cellar.
Emily jogged ahead of her sister, worried what Stefan would do. Of course, her worse fear was happening, because the cellar door was wide open and inside was no Stefan. But was even worse when Emily moved into the room, she saw that Stefan's ring was sitting on the small bed. Emily quickly turned towards Elena and showed her sister the ring.
"What are we going to do?" Elena asked her sister with wide eyes.
Emily walked up to Elena, "we aren't going to do anything." Emily grabbed Elena's hand and placed Stefan's ring inside before closing her hand, "but you are." When Elena looked at her in confusion and worry, Emily continued, "you are going to be the one to get through to Stefan, Elena." Emily gave Elena a small smile, "you know what to do."
Elena looked at her sister before nodding her head and quickly ran out of the room and out of the house, heading straight to where she knew Stefan would be, the quarry.
Emily really believed that Elena could get through to Stefan one last time. Even though Emily wished she could be the one that could get through to Stefan, for some reason unknown to her, she was glad that Stefan was going to get better. Emily just wanted to see the Stefan that she knew and loved.
