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stefan salvatore (humane) wrote in zfuturelogs,

"I could do that, which I'd much rather prefer," Stefan whispered and between each word he kissed her cheek, then her nose, then her lips. They never had moments like this anymore, or at least it felt like they didn't. They were always on the go, always helping people. Putting others before themselves. They wouldn't have it any other way, at least not right now. He was sure that the time he was missing with Elena was building and building. He didn't know if this would be the last time he'd see her, or the next. But, he adapted to it and stole time from her where he could.

"He seemed ... okay," Stefan said slowly, watching Elena's face. She was worried, but that was normal. Jeremy had grown into a man and now looked older than both Stefan and Elena. Time had changed him, the world had changed him and he was hard, tough and tired. He went from being caged and taken care of to being the one that was taking care of everyone, just as Elena and Stefan did. Jeremy tried so desperately to get some sort of normal back, but it was a lost effort. It was never going to happen, but Stefan hoped it did.

"He talked about going and getting some people from the farms. To be honest, I think he's going on missions and not telling us, I think he's in contact with someone that's locked up," Stefan explained to her, his hands on her hips, keeping her in place. Stefan could sense that Jeremy was up to something, but he didn't outright ask him. He didn't want to push Jeremy in the other direction so quickly without knowing the facts.