One and Only

Prologue

One And Only- Prologue-

Elena's P.O.V.

"I love you. Just make sure that you come back safe, this time." I tell him, leaning into him as Stefan smiles at me, watching as I lay back into the bed, pulling the covers over my shivering body. It's 2am and Stefan's just gotten the call to be at the fire house, It's early. Too early to even think about going anywhere or waking up the babies yet.

"I always do. Elena, I'm a firefighter...What's the worst that could happen?" He says with a chuckle, throwing a shirt over his head as he crawls over the bed, hovering over me once again and leaving a sweet kiss against my lips.

"Stefan, you never know. Anything could happen. I just want you to be careful. Okay, I don't have a good feeling about today." I tell him in a warning tone, worry in my voice as he nods and runs his warm hands against my skin.

"You worry too much. That's why I carry your picture where ever I go. It's like my lucky charm, a reminder of what I'm coming home too. You and our beautiful kids, Olivia and Sam. Elena, you have nothing to worry about! Nothing will happen to me because I've got my team by my side too.. I promise you, that I'll be fine. Plus, we have a wedding to plan in a few months..and then, you'll be my wife. Okay?" He says, smiling as he brushes his lips against my cheeks and I wrap my arms around him, nodding.

I know that he's safe when he goes to work. They all have to be and what seems to ease my fears just a little bit is the fact that he's never alone. Stefan has his older brother Damon, the one who trained him when he was a young man looking for a job. Damon was already getting up in the ranks and he eventually became Captain of the firehouse that they work at in the heart of New York City. Then there are his best friends Tyler Lockwood and Matt Donovan who work with him, every single day.

Yet, even though I know that my future husband isn't alone in this dangerous job. I still can't shake the feeling that something's going to go wrong and I'll be left with two infant twin babies and being a single mother. I can't picture my life without Stefan, without him being in our children's lives as I watch him leave, getting into the dark red truck that he owns, waving at me through the window as he puts the car in reverse and goes on his way.

I close the door quickly, not wanting to let the cold breeze of the New York city morning into our small two bedroom house. Instead five minutes after he's out the door, I find myself walking into our bedroom again, the door creaking open as I walk into the closet and grab his sweat shirt, pulling it over my shoulders and sitting down on our bed, inhaling the smell of him and praying that he makes it out alive, that my feelings that have been looming will go away and that everything will be just fine.

Stefan's P.O.V.

I watch as Damon throws a kitchen towel at me. "Hey little brother! How's the wife and kids?" He asks teasingly. Damon watches as I ball up the towel and throw it back at him in a playful manner.

"Captain! She's fine, Olivia and Sam didn't keep her up all night..You know, she finally got enough sleep." I tell him, watching as Damon nods and then turns towards the stove, making sure that the boiling water doesn't spill over.

"Aha, and..I take it that you didn't keep her up all night either?" He asks, his voice teasing as he smiles and then turns back towards me.

"No! I didn't, Damon..Matt called me at 2am this morning and told me to get my ass here, He said that the Chief wanted us here. Tyler called him in early too! So, enough about me..How's Bonnie? The new bride." I ask him, watching as Damon steps back from the stove and lets out a laugh.

"Let's just say, my new beautiful bride kept me up..all night. Until, like you..I got a call from Matt telling me that the boss man...Tyler, wanted to see us!" Damon comments, wanting to add more to what he's telling me. But, we're both stopped to the sound of familiar heavy boots and of Matt and Tyler storming into the kitchen of the fire house in a flash.