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stefan salvatore (humane) wrote in zfuturelogs,

"Doubt it," Stefan said. "Come on." Stefan and Elena walked down the length of the beach until it reached the wilderness. He tried to pick up on anything, something. Just a small amount of hope for his brother was all he needed. "Are you picking up on anything?" He asked, his hands behind his head, turning. Closing his eyes, he waited and when he opened them his eyes focused on something. The lighthouse. They'd only been in the bottom of it. What if there was something up top?

"You went upstairs, right?" He asked her, but he didn't wait for an answer. With speed, he reached the lighthouse easily, making it to the very top. The scent he felt downstairs that was faint was heavy and he picked it up. He searched the room before heading back down.

"Someone was staying there. It's familiar, but I can't place it," Stefan said looking at Elena.

Stefan let out a breath that was useless to him, but it still calmed him for the moment. He thought his brother was alive. He was woken up somehow, but he didn't say those words aloud. Not yet. Not until there was proof and he was standing in front of him.

They were standing at the beginning of the trail that led to the wilderness and he nodded for them to continue walking.