I wanted to continue my other story I Never Had A Choice but I decided to keep it a one-shot. Anyways, thanks for all the reviews, I really appreciate them.

This one story takes place right after the finale and I think I'll add two more chapters including Jeremy and Damon (because even if I'm a Stelena shipper, I love Damon!)

It took her the entire night to realize what had just happened and what was going to happen. What she was going to be. Stefan stayed at her side the entire time, not saying anything, tears rolling onto his cheeks, processing the fact that he hadn't save her, hadn't protect her like he should have, like Damon would have.

"I'm not sure I can do this." Her voice wasn't as strong as she expected it to be but it wasn't so bad and she needed to tell him, needed him to know. She told him before and he knew, could still hear it - I don't want to be a vampire, Stefan, I never wanted to be one.

"Elena…you don't really have a choice. You'll die." He couldn't think about it, already lost her too many times, won't be able to lose her once again, not when he just got her back.

"I'm already dead." The words hit both of them too hard and Stefan lowered his head, not being able to look at her in the eyes.

"It's not your fault. Stefan, hey, don't blame yourself for this. You did what I asked you to. It's my fault."

"I should have taken you first. Damon's right. I care too much about what you might think, about doing what's right or not and respecting your wrong decisions. He kept you alive, Elena. The whole time, he is the one who succeed at protecting you, at keeping you alive."

She didn't know what to say to him, didn't know how she could make it better, especially when she was ready to die and needed to tell him goodbye.

"When I was on the road with Matt, he told me to take my decision. It was either keep driving to Damon or coming back home to you. And I chose you, Stefan. This is not about doing the right or the wrong thing, it's about us. What we always had been. You had always respected my choices and you know me enough to know I would never put myself before my friends."

She took his hand in hers and forced him to look at her, to see his eyes to tell him.

"I love you, Stefan. It never went away. I tried, I tried so hard but I can't help what I feel." She kissed him then, making her point clear and all he could think about at that moment is how he should have try harder, fight harder to get her back sooner.

"You can do this Elena." He hid his face in her hair, breathing her scent, her shampoo mixed with the water's salt, and stayed hidden here, couldn't look at her, needed her as close to him as possible.

"I'll help you. I'll do whatever it takes but you'll be fine. Please, please, I can't lose you. I won't survive it." He was crying at this time, couldn't handle that thought, wanted her to be his again, needed to have her.

"Ok, I trust you."

A/N : Don't forget to comment! Mary.