stefan, may and elena finally returned home safely.
"well, uh, have a good night." stefan said to the girls.
"yeah. it's weird. even with no memory, you're still you." elena said.
"yeah, you saved our butts back there." may said.
"well, tessa was going to kill you. and you don't seem like you deserve that. so i was just going on instinct. that's all." stefan said.
"exactly. that's what i'm saying. your instincts were always to protect me. so thank you for just being you." elena said.
"have a good night." stefan said again.
"night, stefan." may said.
"night." elena said.
may and elena went to sit with damon and jeremy in the living room.
"stefan salvatore sleeps in his own bed tonight. does that mean he stopped hating us? or did that power of the doppelgänger universe push him into the car with you?" damon asked.
"well, he, uh, saved my life, so i'll take that as not hate." elena said.
"victory in a day otherwise marred by failure." damon said and may saw jeremy and damon were both drinking.
"no." may said.
"we couldn't get bonnie back. i get a pass." jeremy said looking at elena.
"did i say anything?" elena asked.
"no. no, i won't. because it's not." jeremy said.
"what?" damon asked since they weren't sure what he was talking about.
"bonnie's here. she wants us not to worry." jeremy said.
"we're gonna keep trying, bonnie. okay? it's not over. we've dealt with much worse." elena said.
"well, silas is mia and out and about. which is pretty bad. and amara has been cured, which is even worse... because now she's easy to kill. so the fate of the other side, where bonnie currently resides... rests on a living, breathing human being that we now need to protect." damon said.
"we need to protect?" elena said.
damon told them that he had amara in the trunk of his car.
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qetsiyah had undone whatever fried stefan's brain. his memories were back.
"april, 1895?" may asked quizzing stefan to see how much he remembered.
"you, me and lexi had gone to new york for some fun but we got so broken that we forgot lexi couldn't be out in the sun." stefan said.
"yeah, the was the fastest we've ever ran away from a bar." may laughed.
"october, 1852." damon asked him.
"you broke my nose trying to teach me how to throw a right hook." stefan replied.
"but no on purpose, just to be clear. how much did you pay for that hunk of junk motorcycle you ride?" damon asked him.
"that's a trick question. you bought me that motorcycle. although, i'm guessing it was pretty expensive." stefan said.
"this is great!" may said happy that her best friend was back to normal.
