::Stefan:: Bloodlines

[Elena Isobel Gilbert]

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The car ride from Atlanta, Georgia was interesting to say the least. Elena really wasn’t sure what to think about Damon’s behavior though he for the most part had always been nice to her. No, nice was the wrong word… pleasant was the better word. He was actually getting along with her without making a bunch of snide comments which was a welcome change of pace from his normal way of doing things. He seemed to like to irk her because he knew that it got to his brother which she as an older sibling could understand somewhat however she had grown out of that when she turned fourteen rather than Damon who seemed to still revel in it.

So, why did you bring me with you?
Well, you're not the worst company in the world, Elena. you should give yourself more credit.
Seriously?
You were there in the road, all damsel-in-distress-like. And I knew it would piss off Stefan. And...you're not the worst company in the world, Elena.
I used to be more fun.
you did okay.
I saved your life!
I know.
And don't you forget it.

The car was fairly quiet after that however it was a comfortable silence rather than one filled with tension. She was on her way home, back to Stefan, and she knew she needed to speak with him before either of them could move forward. She hoped they would be able to move forward together but she really didn’t know. She didn’t know who she was, what she was, or who he saw when he looked at her. She tried to think if there was ever a time when he had called her anything different but there wasn’t, which gave her hope.

Before she knew it they were pulling back into the driveway of the boarding house and she was walking up the stairs and into Stefan’s room. He was sitting behind his desk but quickly stood up. “Hi.” She stated firmly and heard him reply it back. She held up her hand, wanting to talk before he could stop her. “You could have told me.” She told him and heard him reply something about that he wanted to tell her. “ou said no more lies. Only the truth. I can handle the truth, Stefan. As crazy as it is, I can handle the fact that you are a vampire. And that you have a vampire brother. And that my best friend is a witch. I can accept the fact that the world is a much more mysterious place than I ever thought possible. But this—this lie, I cannot take. What am I to you? Who am I to you?”

She waited for a response, needing one before she could even begin to try and plead her case. She was creeped out that she looked like his ex lover and she knew that unless she got the right answers she would forever think that he was seeing her as a substitute for what he really wanted rather than who she really was.

Word Count:: 544
Tag:: Stefan Salvatore
Outfit:: Click here for Elena’s Outfit
Transcript:: Click here for Transcript
Note:: I took some parts of this directly from the transcript hence me linking it.

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[Stefan Demetrio Salvatore]

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Stefan had been having a long day. It started with spending the night with Elena, and ended up with her finding out about Katherine. Stefan didn't want to keep that secret to Elena, but what was he gonna say, sorry you look like my ex, it has nothing to do with her? Still, she found out and that upset him.

Dealing with Bonnie and her grams knowing his secret and the initial awkwardness it caused didn't help either. Still, Bonnie agreed to help him with Elena as he was concerned for, but still, Stefan knew him and Bonnie would never be close, she would never trust him because of what he is. That was OK with Stefan and he would prove that Bonnie can trust him.

He helped her when she fell in a hole and got her out. He may of gained a little of Bonnie's trust by doing this, but he knew the bridge was still long and sooner or later he would have to figure out a way to cross it. He needed Bonnie and the rest of Elena's friends to trust him, for him and Elena's sake, and knew it wouldn't be achieved.

He watched as Elena walked into his bedroom. "Hi." He said to her. "I wanted to tell you..." He said, she really didn't let him talk and he understood she needed to vent and tell him off, as it would help her. He listened to her he could tell the tears starting to form in her eyes and it upset him more then anything had in awhile.

"You are not Katherine... You are the opposite of everything she was." Stefan replied to her, it was clear that it didn't fix everything yet and he knew he needed to explain more, he knew he couldn't leave it at that and he had to reveal something he hoped he would never have to reveal to Elena, or otherwise risk losing her forever.

"Before I met you." He hesitated to say. "The first day of school, when we met, it wasn't the first time, Elena." Stefan continued answering her question. She asked a new question and he knew he had to answer. "May 23rd 2009." She knew the date, it was probably permanently etched into her memory as it was in his. That horrible day for Elena would turn into his first memory of her.

Tags: Elena Gilbert
Words: 400
Notes: I stopped there as I didn't want to get Stefan to far ahead of her.

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[Elena Isobel Gilbert]

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She listened as he answered her question and while a part of her, a large part wanted to just act like she was alright with his answer but she needed to know before it drove her crazy. “And when did you figure that out? Before you kissed me? Before we slept together?” Parts of her were warring at one another, telling her to keep grilling and stop and listen all at the same time. A large part of her, she was assuming it was her heart, was telling her to listen, to stop assuming and really take him for his word because he meant it. Her head was telling her though to keep digging, to try and figure out what she was to him before it drove her crazy.

Her eyes widened as she looked at him in confusion when he answered her question with a ‘before I met you’. “What?” Was all she could croak out as she tried to understand what he meant. “Then when was it?” She asked, not really understanding. An errant thought crossed her mind that maybe he had compelled her but she shook that off, not even entertaining that thought. She had asked him once if he had ever used it on her and he had sworn he hadn’t.

There was one thing that she knew and it was that she trusted Stefan to his word, which meant she knew he would never lie to her.

Hearing the date that passed his lips she furrowed her brows, tears welling in her eyes as her throat closed up. “But that was...” She trailed off, not able to continue as she remembered why that day was permanently engraved in her mind. She could still hear the squeal of the tires, could still feel the cold water rising above. Could still remember seeing her mother who she hadn’t known it at the time but was already gone.

She could still remember her father shaking her head as she asked him silently if he could get out, and he told her no. She remembered telling him that she loved him, knowing more than anything that it would be the last time she would ever be able to say the words, even through the water that had risen to the point of encompassing the car.

“You were there?” She asked, her eyes focused on his as she tried to understand but couldn’t imagine how he had been there.

Word Count:: 441
Tag:: Stefan Salvatore
Outfit:: Click here for Elena’s Outfit
Transcript:: Click here for Transcript
Note:: I took some parts of this directly from the transcript hence me linking it.

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[Stefan Demetrio Salvatore]

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"That was the day your parents' car went off the bridge" Stefan's voice was laced with pain. Elena now knew the horrible truth. Of how he saw Elena's face for the first time in the bottom of all that water, her father begging, no telling Stefan to save Elena first.

"Every couple of years I come back here, to see Zach and see my home. Last spring, I was out in the woods, by old Wickery Bridge. And I heard the accident. All of it. I was fast getting there, but not fast enough. The car was already submerged. Your dad was still... he was still conscious. I was able to get to him, but he wouldn't let me help him, until I helped you." Stefan continued when she question him about being there.

He saw the tears well up in her eyes now and his heart sank. Every ounce of him want to reach out and grab her and hold her to him, but he didn't, he knew she needed her space. He knew that she was to broken up right now. She explained how they didn't know what saved her and they thought it was a miracle.

"I went back for them. But it was too late. I couldn't-- I couldn't save them. When I pulled you out, I looked at your face. You looked like Katherine. I couldn't believe the resemblance. After that, I spent months making sure that you weren't her. I watched you. I learned everything that I could about you. And I saw that you were nothing like Katherine. And I wanted to leave town, but, Elena, I couldn't. I couldn't leave without knowing you. I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you. I wanted to. But you were so sad."

Stefan continued, looking at her face which was in so much pain, tears rolling down here cheek, but also anger or curiousness, Stefan couldn't tell which also crossed her face. He knew what her next question was gonna be, but he waited for her to answer it, she wanted to know the truth, and it now fell on Stefan to tell her even though it shouldn't of been his place. Still he knew from the tone of her voice he had to tell her.

"Elena, you've been through so much." Stefan tried to reason with her, but she pushed him, and he had to tell her. "It didn't make any sense to me. You were a Gilbert. She was a Pierce. But the resemblance was too similar. And then I learned the truth..........You were adopted, Elena." So the cat was out of the bag.

Tags: Elena Gilbert
Words: 442(most of them don't count as they were taken from the transcript )
Notes: At least this will be the last transcript post, and from here on out it will be 100% my own words.

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[Elena Isobel Gilbert]

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Her eyes welled with tears, finally falling as her hand went to her mouth, trying to suppress the sob that was trying to escape. “Oh my god. When I woke up in the hospital, nobody could figure out how I got out of the car. They said it was a miracle.” She listened as the one that she loved continued on, trying to tell her everything that he could though she could see in his eyes that he had never wanted her to know any of this. She could see the struggle to tell her about how her appearance to Katherine had made him stay…and she understood why. Most girls would freak out, hell she did at one time, but she was too focused on her family to think about Katherine…until it hit her what he was saying.

“Why do I look like her?” She asked, though there was a large part of her that had no interest in knowing. Was it better to know, or to live in ignorance? He tried to tell her not to ask but she of course being who she was had to know. She held her hand up to him, trying not to get him to stop. “Why do I look like her, Stefan? What are you not telling me?” She asked, and that’s when she learned the truth. His own words stated a fact that she had not even considered. She had thought maybe her father or mother had cheated, maybe the Pierce and Gilbert line had merged at one point resulting in her. But no, it was worse than she had feared.

She had suddenly never felt so alone.

She didn’t know who she was anymore. She wanted so badly to go back to before she had found that picture of Katherine, to before she got into that car and before the man in the road had come after her. That was what had led her to being here, to hearing about the accident, to knowing that she owed Stefan her life. Yet that didn’t phase her. Hearing that he had saved her just made her feel closer to him. It was the fact that she was adopted that had thrown her through a loop. She would have never guessed. Her parents never treated her any different than Jeremy, oh god, Jeremy. Did he know? No, there was no way that he knew…he would have said something by now.

But she had a damn good idea who did know.

“How do you know all this?” She asked, needing to know more now that she knew the truth.

Word Count:: 467
Tag:: Stefan Salvatore
Outfit:: Click here for Elena’s Outfit
Transcript:: Click here for Transcript
Note:: I took some parts of this directly from the transcript hence me linking it.

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[Stefan Demetrio Salvatore]

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"Your birth certificate from the city records. It says Elena Gilbert, Mystic Falls General. But there's no record of your mother ever being admitted. There's no record of her ever being pregnant." Stefan said, as they moved the conversation to the couch in his room. Elena was clearly shaken up by the news that Stefan just dropped on her.

Stefan couldn't imagine what was going through Elena's mind. How she felt about her family now? Was she mad at them? Was she sad, scared, alone? Stefan can tell by Elena's face that she was not pleased, but he didn't know her exact feelings, and if she wanted to share them, then he would listen and hold her close to him and do what he can to make it feel better, even if he could only make her feel a tiny bit better.

Stefan knew it must of stung on quite a few levels, but he told her cause she wanted to know, because she had the right to know. "For me to go any further, I would've had to look into the Pierce family, and I couldn't do that. It's too much of a risk. If someone found out I was asking about Katherine...Listen to me, it doesn't matter. You are the woman that I love. I love you." He answered her next question.

Stefan pulled Elena to him and kissed her, cuddling him in his arms, hoping that she now understood how he felt about her, that he always wanted to be there for her and do stuff with her, do stuff for her, talk to her, comfort her when she needed it, like she did right now, love on her. That's all he wanted, it didn't matter what she looked like, what mattered was who she was, and who she was, was the love of his life.

"Elena, your the only women for me, and that will never change." Stefan spoke to her. He said her name in the way that he always did, but for some reason it sounded different, like he was sighing it out, like there was more conviction behind how he said it, like there was true love behind it.

"Elena, I am here for you, ok, just tell me what I can do to make you feel better, and I will do it." Stefan said to her, holding her close to him. He knew that there wasn't much that he could do for her, as it was gonna take her time to get over this news, but he had all the time in the world to help her through it, and he would see it done.

Tags: Elena Gilbert
Words: 444
Notes: Half of it was my own words, lol.

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[Elena Isobel Gilbert]

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She listened quietly as Stefan explained that her birth certificate listed her mother and father as her birth parents. She had never really noticed before however there were pictures of her mother pregnant with Jeremy but none pregnant with her. Now that she thought about it things were starting to fall into place yet at the same time it was still one of those things that were so unbelievable that she couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that she was technically of a different relation than the rest of her family. Suddenly she felt like an outsider for the first time in her life…

And it was not a feeling that she enjoyed.

“What else do you know?” Was all she could seem to bring herself to ask. Hearing that he couldn’t go any further without looking into Katherine’s past made her immediately want to start doing just that but she figured if Stefan couldn’t do it then there was a reason that she herself could not as well. She didn’t want to put the love of her life in jeopardy and she knew he felt the exact same way for her. She could feel herself trying to take deep breaths and yet not being able to completely draw said breath.

She could hear him trying to comfort her but all she could hear was blood rushing to her head. She felt as if everything was spinning. Until his words registered to her. You are the woman that I love. I love you. That was what she needed to hear. She needed to know that she still fit into someone’s life as her entire world seemed to be crashing down around her. Her right hand reached up and caressed his cheek as she placed a gentle kiss against his lips before his arms wrapped around her. Tears fell from her eyes but she felt safe in the arms of the one that she truly loved.

Her mind continued to race as she listened to what he was telling her before she finally had to pull away to look into his beautiful eyes, eyes that shown with just as much pain as hers did. She knew he could feel everything she felt as that was how connected they were. Her pain was his pain, just as his pain was her pain. She loved this man more than her very life and she needed him to understand that. “I love you too.” She whispered, her hand coming up to touch his face again, this time in reverence as she did the night before when they made love for the first time. “You’re my home.” She whispered, hoping that it would convey everything she felt.

Word Count:: 491
Tag:: Stefan Salvatore
Outfit:: Click here for Elena’s Outfit
Transcript:: Click here for Transcript
Note:: Last part with transcript in it since after this post there will be no words from the show left. Lol

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[Stefan Demetrio Salvatore]

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Stefan didn't like being the one to have to tell her this news, but if he didn't, no one would, and Elena had the right to know. Maybe her parent's had planned on telling her at some point in her life, maybe Jenna might of told her, but he didn't even know if Jenna knew or not. So he told her, and he was glad that he could at least be there for her to help her through it. It was horrible to find out something like that, most of all from your boyfriend.

Stefan smiled at her after she kissed him, making sure to kiss back, but he knew she was still in pain, he held her close to him, knowing that she was no longer mad at him made him feel better, at least about himself. She didn't mind that he admitted to basically stalking her for two months, or so it seemed anyways, and she now understood that he loved her for her, not because she looked like Katherine, but because Elena was who she was.

"I love you." He said again to her after she said it back to him. Stefan was just happy to hear her say those words. Hearing those words come from Elena's lips and knowing that she meant it, meant the world to Stefan. Stefan felt like he could move the world for her in this moment, and he just snuggled her into his arms more when she said he was her home.

"Elena, they are still your family, and they still love you. I don't want you to think that you don't belong with them, because you do. You belong with them as much as you belong with me." Stefan said to her, he didn't like the fact that now she seemed to be sad or angry at her own family. He knew how something like that could fester and turn into 150 years of hate and distrust and not talking to them.

So he wouldn't let Elena go through that. Jenna, rather or not she knew about Elena's adoption, still loved Elena. Jeremy probably didn't know about it, but he was way closer to Elena then Stefan could ever hope to be with Damon. And he didn't want her to let that go. "Jenna and Jeremy and your parents love you, regardless of where you come from." Stefan said, he couldn't help that his protective caring nature toward Elena kicked in, he just wanted to protect her, and though he couldn't protect her from the truth, he could protect her from her family falling apart.

Tags: Elena Gilbert
Words: 435
Notes: Stelena Goodness <3

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[Elena Isobel Gilbert]

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She knew that Stefan didn’t like being the bearer of bad news nor would she want to if the situation was reversed but sometimes someone that loved you had to be the one to tell you. What would she have done if she found out through some other channel? She could easily see that happening knowing the way that her life tended to go. It seemed that anything that could happen, did happen these days and she would much rather hear it from Stefan as he would break it to her as gently as possible rather than someone like Damon who would simply spill it and walk away, giving her no chance to process it.

“They may still be my family Stefan, but they aren’t the family that I thought. My parents aren’t my real parents. Jenna and Jeremy aren’t related to me at all by blood. Legally, yes, they are my family…but biologically? Physically? They’re not.” She told him sadly. “My brother isn’t my biological brother, my mother, my father, my aunt, none of them are physically related to me. And that kills me inside…and makes me feel terrible for asking the questions that I want to know.” She told him sadly before continuing.

“I mean where are my birth parents? Why did they give me up? Are they still alive, are they dead, do I still have family out there somewhere that I know nothing about?” She asked, listing off questions one at a time with no pause to let Stefan answer, no that he could because he didn’t know any of the answers either. “Also why are my parents listed as my birth parents if they really weren’t the two who gave birth to me?” She asked. “Did one of my parents have an affair with someone of the Pierce family, well I guess it would be my dad since no one knows of my mother being pregnant but there are all these questions and I have no one to get answers from.” She told him before she stopped suddenly, her whole body stiffening.

She did have one person to get answers from, and she was damn well going to do it. However right now, she couldn’t imagine going home and facing the house that she had grown up in, which now felt like a strangers house. Her eyes went to his and she pleaded with him. “Just for a few hours Stefan…make me forget.” She whispered before leaning in and placing a gentle, but passionate kiss on his lips. Stefan wasted no time in picking her up and making his way towards the bed, Elena in tow. Elena knew she would be loved as long as she had Stefan in her life.

Word Count:: 482
Tag:: Stefan Salvatore
Outfit:: Click here for Elena’s Outfit
Transcript:: Click here for Transcript
Note:: THE END. *Mumbles* Stupid fade to black scenes.

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