Chapter 4

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Caroline's POV

I march into the Boarding House, it looks exactly the same as it did 65 years ago, it was kinda... odd.

"Damon! Damon!." I searched the house. After a second I marched into the library, Damon was sitting in his favorite arm-chair and just looked up at me. 

"What?" He took a swig of his bourbon.

"Have you talked to Stefan lately?" I kept stomping my foot.

"Not since he left. Why? Miss him already?" He said acting like a dick that he is. I knew he was hinting at Elena when he said 'miss him already' because Stefan has been gone about 18 hours... but Elena, she's been gone for 65 years.

"I talked to him when he pulled onto Bonnie's road, then that was it." I freaked a little.

"How long ago was that?" He finished his Bourbon.

"I don't know. Five hours ago?"

"He's probably resting. He was driving for 13 hours, Blondie." He said just to drive me nuts. I stomped out after that but before so I gave Damon a 'one day you're going to need my help, but I won't save you' look.

Damon's POV

Blondie walked away and as soon as I heard the door close behind her, I picked up my phone and quickly dialed Stefan's number. After the 2nd ring he answered.

"Stefan?" I lowered my eyebrows in confusion.

"Da- Damon, the- there's-" Stefan had no reception where ever he was.

"Stefan! I. Can't. Hear. You." I practically yelled, and hung up the phone.

"Okay so he's fine." I calmed myself.

Stefan's POV

"Damon, there's a problem! Bonnie is dead!" I yelled into the phone.

"Stefan! I. Can't. Hear. You." He said and hung up the phone.

"Damon? Damon! Shit!" I yelled and through my phone into the passenger's seat in frustration. "Okay, breathe. An hour to go." I calmed myself. I don't want Elena to wake up alone, afraid, in a coffin I need to hurry!

Elena's POV

In the past two hours, I ended up finding some packaged food that was in the storage unit, it was close to expiring but you know, it did the trick for now... for now, then what? I've been awake for a while now, is anyone even coming, does anyone even car about Elena Gilbert. 'Bang!' I jumped at the loud sound coming from the garage door of the unit. 'Bang!' and another, I called out, "Wh- who's there?" No response. "I said who's there?"

The unit door opened, the light from the outside created a shadow on the person's face. "Elena."

I walked closer trying to see their face. When I finally got close enough, that's when I saw him, standing right in front of me with a face of excitement. "Stefan?!" I shouted.

"Elena, good to see you on your feet again." he smiled. I jumped into his arms giving him the biggest hug humanly possible.

"I've missed you so much, Elena." Tears ran down his cheeks.

"I know, I know, I've missed you too." I said with tears in my eyes.

I felt like we were hugging and crying for a decade. But after a few moments he finally said the words I've been waiting for since I woke up, "Ready to go home."

Stefan's POV

"Ready to go home." I smiled through the tears.

"Are you kidding me?! Hell yeah!" She laughed. Ah that laugh, who knew how much I would miss that laugh, it reminded me of an angel... I broke down into tears as soon as I heard her laughter.

"Elena... I'm so sorry this happened to you. You deserved to live your life 60 so years ago." I cried.

She cupped my face and started to cry again with me, "Stefan, Stefan, look at me... This was not your fault. Let's not focus on the past, just right now. I'm here, Stefan. Let's go home." She smiled at the thought of home. I nodded and walked her out to my car.

"Let's go home." I muttered to myself.


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