Begin Again

Chapter Thirty

A/N: Hey all! So, I've kind of been on a writing spree with this story lately and I split up a chapter into like 3 smaller ones. :) Anyways, hope you all enjoy them!

Thanks so much for reading & reviewing. It honestly means so much to me that a lot of you love this story as much as I do. :)

Begin Again – Chapter Thirty

Stefan's P.O.V.

Sam stirs in my arms, exhaling deeply and blinking his eyes open when I gaze down at him, smiling.

"Hey you, did the bad dreams go away?" I ask, watching him nod and wrap his arms around my waistline, exhaling deeply as he mumbles. "Daddy, can we go make breakfast for momma?" He asks me, watching me flip on my back, glancing up at the ceiling, extending out my arm towards Elena's side of the bed and frowning a little when I realize that she isn't even there.

"Yeah, in a little bit. Go wake up your sister and I'll go get Aiden and see where your mom went." I comment, running my fingers through Sam's hair as he smiles and jumps off the bed, sliding against the wooden floor a little when he stumbles and laughs.

"You okay?" I ask him, pushing myself up off the bed, my body instantly going into protective mode as I hear him giggle, pivoting on his white socks when he nods and smiles widely. "I'm okay! Is it okay if I jump on Olivia to wake her up?" He questions, a smirk forming across his little lips, green eyes shining with pure excitement.

"Sammy, that's not a nice thing to do. But, you can take this with you to wake her up." I tell him, throwing a pillow that has it's feathers nearly all falling out. Sam winks at me as he takes the pillow, saying a quick "Thanks!" over his shoulder before running down the hall and in the direction of Olivia's room.

I lift my tired and aching body off of the bed once he leaves, stretching my legs and back out before going in search of Elena. As I leave the room, stepping out into the hallway, I hear them. Olivia's screaming and laughing all at the same time, telling Sam to leave her alone as I step in front of the bedroom and open the door, just ajar.

White feathers are everywhere when I glance around, the feathers are scattered in her hair, in Sam's too and all over the floor and bed. I can't stop smiling when I step further into the room and Olivia looks up at me with an angered expression on her little face. "Daddy! Sam was being a meanie! He took the pillow and hit me with it. Look how messy he made me."

"Sam, I told you not to start a pillow fight with your sister." I attempt telling him with a straight face, as he looks up and winks at me.

"Yeah..But..." He starts to stammer out, watching me take the pillow from his hands and gently throwing it on to the bed, all three of us starting down at it when the feathers continue to spew from it.

"Now, clean this mess up you two." I comment, taking a handful of the feathers and throwing them up into the air as Olivia stands up on the small twin sized bed, the red sheets bunching up at her feet when she begins jumping on the bed and tries to catch the feathers.

"But, Sam started it." Olivia whines, gazing over to see me turn around when I pick up another pillow in her room, tearing the fabric on it a little until some of the feathers escape and I hand it to her with a wink, adding with a smile when I say. "And, you should finish it. Don't go down without a fight, Olivia. Have a little fun."

"I'm going to get you, Sam!" She shouts, hovering over her brother as he looks up at her and she flips the pillow in her hands, causing all the feathers to fall out above his head.

"Play nice." I remind them, watching as Sam gives me a smile and Olivia continues to giggle when he jumps up on the bed beside her, throwing the feathers into the air and watching them fall all around them.