AN: I Have debated over and over again if this story was over or if it needed that little bit more to wrap it up. Seems like my brain decided it needed that extra little nudge. On another note, i found my original notes for this story and some of the smut seemed to fall by the way side. So I *might* write the lost chapter eventually if I can. For now enjoy the last chapter of this little saga. Thank you for all your support and kind words. Please do review if you can xoxo.

Damon grabbed two mugs of freshly brewed coffee and walked quietly back to the main bedroom suite. As he reached the door frame he leaned against it, contemplating the scene in front of him. The late morning sun carelessly highlighted the sleeping contours of the two people he loved the most in this world. Damon's heart swelled with tenderness as he watched Stefan and Elena asleep like two fallen angels. He had given into their demands and desires because they could get him to do just about anything for them because he loved them so deeply and with abandon. The white downy sheets that surrounded them haphazardly, was an unkind reminder of the morals they ignored and the lovemaking they indulged in.

A righteous voice in Damon's head frowned at the use of the expression "lovemaking" but Damon simply ignored it. He chuckled to himself wistfully. Damon knew that calling it a threesome or labeling it incest for that matter would be to tarnish the central motives behind it and there was no doubt in Damon's mind that it was lovemaking. It had been devotional, it had been unselfish surrender and no other reason would have had him agreeing to Elena and Stefan's request. He loved them above all else and this included himself, his reservations and his morals too and he knew it full well.

However, Damon was aware that no amount of reasoning, not even his best attempt at sarcasm or any other form of denial would stop morality casting a long shadow over what had happened. True, Damon played the aloof, playboy card with panache, avoiding showing his true colors in an attempt to shield his heart. But no mask would save the three of them from the cold shoulder of truth and it was up to him to guide Stefan and Elena out of this situation with their dignity and relationships unscathed. Damon would always call it lovemaking for nothing could erase the truth and he knew he loved his younger brother and the beauty asleep on the other side of the same bed. As Damon stared, their bodies stirred and he decided to make his mission to ensure they would all come out of this okay. He would set the tone and the younger two would follow and, hopefully, they would come out of this unharmed and maybe even stronger for it.

Damon's eyes alighted on Elena's curvy form. She had conquered his heart by inches at first and then she gained momentum and conquered it all at once. He loved... no, he adored how she stood up to him, delivering the same amount of wit right back with her stubborn chin and pouty lips. She knew how to call him on his shit and put him in his place, but she also knew when his ego was bruised or his insecurities got the best of him and how to soothe and fix him. She made him feel human and super human. She was both tigress and kitten, she weaved herself around him with her intense personality and kind heart. He loved her more than life and because of that he could never, ever, deny her anything.

Damon's gaze travelled from Elena's waist to the back of this brother's strong shoulders. Weariness hit him on the chest when having to face the events of the last days. Stefan had always been the sensitive one, the confused one, the waxing lyrical through the simple things in life one until they were not so simple anymore. No wonder getting into his first threesome and giving a blowjob had messed his mind upside down. That was just so Stefan... Damon sighed... Not to know the clear boundaries of his personality and get confused by every little event life threw at him. Despite that, a part of Damon was glad that Stefan had run to him for help and that, above all else, he could be of help. As Stefan had grown they had drifted apart and the little boy that hung onto Damon's every word and deed gave way to the distant brooding teenager that didn't need his older brother. Damon had kept his distance and respected Stefan's choices, but he missed his little brother very much.

Damon knew that if he played this right, and with Elena's help, he and Stefan could find a new way to relate to each other. Not as the older and younger brothers they once were or as the strangers they had become, not even as the lover's they had been this morning. No, maybe they would be able to relate to each other as the friends they had always meant to be. Damon's heart filled with hope and his lungs let out a sigh in response.

He moved from the doorframe towards Elena's side, settling the two mugs of coffee on her bedside table. Damon reached his hand out and slowly pushed the curtain of her hair aside, placing a soft kiss to her cheek. Her face scrunched adorably and he let out a soft chuckle.

"Common' sleepy head"- he cooed – "I brought you coffee…"

"Coffee?"- she grumbled opening an eye.

Damon reached for the mug and placed it near her nose. Like a frost age lazy giant Elena pushed herself into a seated position and reached for the cup.

"And there is a shower waiting for us." – Damon whispered lovingly as he watched her drink back the coffee greedily.

Elena groaned softly, eyes twinkling over the rim of the coffee cup at the man smiling down at her.

"Are you trying to proposition me Mr Salvatore?"- she smiled sweetly.

"Is it working?"- He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

"Always."- she whispered putting the mug down and reaching for his hand to help her out of the bed.

Damon gave her a loving kiss to the forehead and a playful slap on her ass.

"You go ahead. I will be with you in a minute."

"Don't make me wait too long Mr Salvatore." – she winked and disappeared through the door.

Damon couldn't wipe the smile of happiness that graced his lips. Elena always made him feel like the most adored and loved person in the universe. Shaking himself out of the daydream, Damon reached out for the other mug of coffee and came around to Stefan's side. He placed the mug on the bedside table and sat on the bed cocking his head to look at this brother's sleeping back before reaching gently for his shoulder.

"Stefan." – Damon called quietly and when the younger Salvatore did not reply –"I know you are awake Stef. Come on, talk to me." – he said soothingly.

Stefan turned in the bed to face him, brow furrowed, tears streaming down his face.

"Ahh, don't be like that Stef."- Damon pleaded –"What's the matter?"

"You…you hate me." – came the mumbled reply that Damon could barely make out because of the sobs.

Damon reached for his brother's hand, uncovering his face.

"I could never hate you Stefan. I love you too much, you know that." - Damon said soothingly.

Stefan looked up at his brother, pain and confusion warring in his young eyes.

"But I made you…"

"Shh…"- Damon replied and placed a finger on Stefan's lips to quieten his brother's words –"I am not mad at you for that."

"Really?"- Stefan asked hoping.

"Really."- Damon said firmly –"I would have preferred that it hadn't happen…"

A shadow clouded Stefan's features and he looked down at the bed. Damon reached under his chin and pulled his face up so Stefan would look at him.

"I would have preferred it hadn't happened Stefan because it is not what we are about." – Damon said intently – "We are brothers, hopefully we will become best friends but we are not meant to be lovers. You understand?"

Stefan pierced his mouth into a thin line that spelled out rejection.

"I am not saying that I didn't enjoy it Stef, or that I am regret it happened because I do not. I am glad I could help you. I am glad that you came to me for help." – Damon stroked his brother' face soothingly –"I love you baby brother. Always have, always will and I will always do anything and everything I can to help you out."

Stefan nodded stiffly trying to contain the tears spilling from his eyes.

"I think I proven that to you yesterday and this morning."- Damon professed –"I just don't want this to define us."- Damon said in earnest.

"Thank you…"- came Stefan's surprising reply.

Damon looked at his brother inquisitively and somewhat surprised as Stefan sat up straight in the bed and then pulled Damon into his arms.

"Thank you Damon."- Stefan repeated hugging Damon tightly –"I am sorry that I roped you into this but I didn't know what else to do…" – he pushed himself away from the embrace to look at Damon –" Thank you for helping me out and for not being mad…I know it was stupid but I am glad it is behind us." – Stefan placed his hands on his brother's shoulder- "You know how I can obsess about "what ifs"" – Damon chuckled – "And we both know it would have driven me mad just wondering."

"Glad I could help you get it out of your system."- Damon quipped.

"You did a lot more than that."- Stefan acquiesced –"I love you too Damon. More than you will ever know."

Damon rolled his eyes in an exaggerated matter and both man chuckled in companionable friendship.

"Now I believe that you have a girl waiting for you?"- Stefan smiled and wiggled his eye brows in a Damon like fashion.

Damon turned his head to the door where Elena had disappeared to, longing making him sigh, and then back at his brother.

"I will be ok Damon." – Stefan said firmly and leaned in to give him another tight hug –"I will call you when I land back home and we will get together ok? With or sans Elena, you choice brother."

Damon nodded and smiled broadly back at his baby brother.

"It's a date."- he quipped

"You wish." – Stefan shot right back before rolling in the bed with laughter.

"I could get used to hanging out with this new cheeky you." – Damon laughed along.

"Not if you don't get your ass out of here and to Elena right now." – Stefan said smiling as he ran a lazy hand over his messy hair – "She may keep you under house arrest!"

"Good point!"- Damon chuckled –"I'm out of here! See you back home Stef." – Damon called over his shoulder as he exited the room.

As he passed the door a soft hand grabbed his and brought him down into a most passionate and devotional kiss. When Elena freed his lips she whispered into his ear.

"Damon Salvatore, you are the most wonderful man I know and I love you with all that I am and will ever be."

Damon smiled at her, moistness gathering in his eyes as he whispered.

"Right back at you babe."

Elena smiled sweetly and pulled him toward the on suite shower.

Back in the room Stefan took in a deep breath, the smile never fading from his lips. He had been terribly afraid that he had messed things up for him and Damon. He decided he would never be so reckless with their hearts again. He loved his brother more than anything and was glad that the events of the last few days had not only not damaged their relationship but brought them closer. Theirs was too precious a bond to lose and Stefan wanted to make sure that from here on they would only get closer.

Stefan also spared a thought for Elena, his ex-girlfriend, almost certainly his future sister-in-law. The thought made his smile even broader and he knew for sure Damon was going to walk the brunette down the isle. She was the most caring, righteous and unselfish person he had ever met and had become one of the central people in both their lives. Even after the way Stefan treated her since she dumped him, she had still found it in herself to take care of his broken soul and be the intermediary in his reunion with his brother. How could he not love her for that? Stefan decided that he would make sure to let her know how thankful he was for her presence in his life.

With that thought in mind Stefan got up and pulled his clothes on. He made his way across the living room and out of the hotel suite that had been witness to too much. he would return to his room, shower, pack and leave for the airport. He, Damon and Elena would all be back home in a couple of days and a whole new chapter of their lives was about to start. For the first time Stefan looked at the future with hope and the feeling was exhilarating.

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The End