The Vampire Diaries: He's The Air She Would Kill To Breathe

Bunny Eater Bashing

Elena ran as fast as her legs could carry her, tears streaming down her face.

"Stefan! Stefan!" She screamed as she practically beat down the door to the boarding house. He opened the door and stood there in a bit of a shock.

"Katherine…I thought you were taking Scarlett out to the park…" Elena shook her head frantically, so tired of being mistaken for her Doppelganger.

"It's me…Elena. Please Stefan let me in, I need you." She whimpered. Stefan's face looked relieved yet sorrow filled as he pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair.

"It's okay, Elena, Shhh, let it out." He cooed gently, somehow managing to get the both of them inside and the door shut without ending the embrace. They made it to the couch and he sat down, pulling her into his lap.

"Where have you been? We all thought you were dead, Damon's emotions are off and he disappeared after…something happened, and Scarlett is all kinds of confused. We had to tell her you all went somewhere far away for a while on vacation." Elena cried a little harder.

"Don't cover it up, Stefan. I know what he did, he killed Caroline! Klaus had Ian and I killed with some sort of spelled stakes…we came back. Damon saved me but they got away with Ian. I need to know that my baby is safe Stefan!" She wailed, burying her face into his chest, his grip around her tightening.

"We will get him back, Elena. I promise you. I'll be better for you than Damon…I would never hurt you by killing your friends. We'll find Ian and we can be happy together, the five of us." He whispered, pulling her into a tender kiss. Stefan was surprised when he heard a loud pop noise and there was a stinging on his cheek. Elena had slapped him and was out of his arms and in a corner within seconds.

"What's wrong, Bunny?" He asked with a confused and hurt expression. However, Elena's expression had a deeper hurt etched into her delicate features.

"What the hell was that, Stefan?! I'm married to your brother and you're dating my great-great-great-great grandmother! I might be mad at him, but Damon is my whole world!" She yelled. Tears filled Stefan's eyes and he shook his head as if to clear his thoughts.

"What has happened to you, Elena? We were so happy…I used to be your world. You've changed." Elena stalked to the door and put her hand on the knob, looking over her shoulder into the piercing green eyes she used to adore.

"I haven't changed, Stefan. You just don't know what I look like when I'm not in love with you." She spat opening the door and walking into something firm and dressed in black. She looked up to find Damon staring down at her. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled into his neck.

"I'm so sorry Damon…" He kissed the top of her head and pulled her close.

"No, I don't blame you for hating me." She sniffled.

"I could never hate you, Damon. Not ever, I just…Caroline was my friend…" She cried, feeling him nod his head above her.

"I know, Princess. I know, and I'm sorry….please, I need to know that you forgive me."

"I forgive you." She whispered softly. Stefan walked up behind them, interrupting the moment.

"That's beautiful, Elena. Damon gets your immediate forgiveness for killing your friend but when all I do is kiss you I get slapped in the face?!" Damon's blood ran cold and his eyes darkened.

"You did what? He kissed you, just now?" He asked Elena incredulously. She nodded her head and Damon was on Stefan in two seconds flat. He hissed, flashing his fangs and pouncing on his younger sibling. They hit the floor and Damon punched Stefan in the face, and then again, and again, and again. The force of the blows breaking Stefan's nose and causing blood to pour onto the both of them.

"For three goddamn months I thought the love of my life was dead, DEAD Stefan, and the moment I get her back you force your tongue down her throat?! Burn in hell baby brother." He got up and kicked Stefan's neck in just the right place, crushing the top of his spine. Damon took a deep breath, walking back to the doorway and swooping Elena into his arms. He carried her up the stairs to their bedroom, laying her in their bed and crawling in beside her. He was looking at her intently, his eyes smoldering and full of bottled up emotions.

"I love you so much, so much. I'm going to get our son back, and we'll be happy again." He murmured, inching closer to her face. Her breath hitched in the back of throat, three years of marriage to Damon and he still made her swoon like a teenage girl.

"I love you too, Damon." Their lips touched very slowly, very gently. Damon touched her as if she were made of gold, as if she was the most precious thing in the world…because to him, she was. He entwined his fingers in her hair, one hand softly caressing up her back. Elena tugged at the hem of his shirt but Damon brushed her hand away. She pushed her bottom lip out in a playful pout.

"Hubby doesn't want me anymore?" She said with a bat of her eyelashes. Damon smiled for the first time in three months, genuinely, and touched his forehead to hers.

"No, Hubby doesn't want to push Wifey into sex with him when she's upset." He explained, trying to sound solemn but breaking out in a smirk at saying wifey.

Elena giggled and pinched him under his arm in mock-irritation.

"Ouch baby!" He chuckled, biting at her earlobe in playful revenge.

"I'm not getting over Caroline any time soon, but you're my husband and I need you, I love you. I understand why you did it…and honestly after everything she's put us through she deserved it. So right now, I just want to be with you." She said sleepily, nuzzling her face into his chest.

"You're my wife, Elena. Well be together forever…if you'll have me that long." He said quietly.

"I want to be with you forever." She whispered. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her tight, having longed for these moments he'd thought he'd never get back.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you. I promise you, I'll be a better husband, a better father. I will never fail you again, my Princess." She didn't respond and he knew she was asleep, but that was okay. He just needed to say it, to make the vow to the woman he loves that no matter what happened, he was her knight in shinning armor, and he was going to make sure that she never felt the need to run to his bunny consuming freak of a brother ever again. She was Mrs. Damon Salvatore, and if beating the living fuck out of Stefan was what it took to make him remember that…then so be it.

"Game on, Little Brother." Was the last thing he murmured before kissing Elena one last time and drifting off to sleep