"I don't know why he's so secretive all the time. It's not like I can tell him what to do anymore. I just wish he'd let me in." Elena pouted at that, the corners of her mouth turning downward as she folded her thin arms over her chest and sighed.
Talking about Jeremy could be depressing sometimes. Mostly because Elena was depressed thinking about the way that Jeremy had to grow up and that he was getting older. He wasn't going to be around forever like she was. She wanted a normal happy and healthy life for Jeremy. This was none of those things but she couldn't control the world.
She turned and buried her face in Stefan's chest again, just letting the weight of him around her comfort her. He was her rock, he was always there. As long as she could come home to him everything was going to be okay. She had to believe that.
"The next raid? We should do it together. I hate going on my own," she said. She also knew that Stefan hated when she went on her own but sometimes it needed to be done.