I had just put Sarah and Gabe back to bed when there was a knock on the door. Who would be here at three in the morning? No this can't be because Stefan is dead. He can't die. It's not fair. Our wedding was tomorrow. I went downstairs and opened the door to see the guys standing there. They all had red eyes and Damon was holding Stefan's helmet.
"No. He can't be dead."
"Elena I'm so sorry." Damon said.
I felt light headed and suddenly I was heading towards the ground.
"Elena!"
"I got you." Damon said. He carried me over to the couch and laid me down. I couldn't believe that he was gone.
