A/N: Guys, I don't know what to say. I suck at multi-chapter fics because I enjoy reading them a lot more than I enjoy writing them. Plus, it's really hard to deal with school. It's been a pain in my ass. So I'm cutting this one short, but I'm giving it an ending that you all deserve. This story had a lot of potential but I don't want to leave it where I left it. I wanna give an ending. So, without further ado, the epilogue/final chapter of Begin Again; I may in the future post random one shots but this will be the final chapter. However, I've somewhat convinced myself that I want to write another fanfic. With summer coming, it's an option. Who knows what might happen!

Noah sat comfortably in the crook of her arm, snoozing. Her beautiful baby boy, nearly one year of age already; it wasn't easy to remind herself that a year had passed since she'd given birth to Sofie and Noah.

Of course, she hadn't exactly been conscious when it had happened either.

Sofie waddled into the living room, Stefan following by her cautiously. This was a new development in their daughter's life. Just lately she had been pulling herself up and walking around. They were both developing so fast.

"Mama!" She screamed as she ran over toward Elena, nearly tipping herself over several times. She wasn't steady, yet, though Stefan could tell it was only months before Sofie and Noah would be running around the house and then the real fun begun.

"Sofie shh sweetheart." Elena pressed her finger up to her mouth. "Noah's sleeping." She added, gesturing to the sleeping toddler in her arms.

Sofie stomped her foot slightly, another thing she had started doing recently. Stefan liked to remind Elena that she had definitely learned that from her, which she wished was a joke. It was an annoying habit of hers and she did it constantly. Whenever she didn't get her way she would stomp her foot and then proceed to pout.

Stefan bent down and picked up Sofie in his arms, ensuring that she could still the world around her as he settled her comfortably in his grasp. Sofie was much more animated as compared to Noah, who slept a lot and didn't really give them much trouble. She was constantly into things and got fussy whenever someone would pick her up – unless it was Stefan, of course. Daddy got an exception.

Sofie pursed her little lips in Elena's direction, and settled her head back against Stefan who just chuckled softly. "I don't know why you insist quiet around Noah, Sofie literally pokes him while he's sleeping at times and he doesn't even stir."

"He gets that from you," Elena giggles, bending to press a kiss against Noah's forehead. "I distinctly remember trying to get you up this morning and ending up having to unleash our one year olds on you in the end."

Stefan was a heavy sleeper. He would sleep through the end of the world if it ever happened and Elena knew it. It was one of his human habits and as much as Elena hated waiting for him to wake up at his own time most of the time she embraced the ability for both of them to have humanity. After everything they had been through, it was refreshing.

Before either of them could respond, Sofie started fussing to get down and Stefan did so, though it was time for a tour of the house. He followed behind her carefully, just in case anything should happen.

Out of the two of them, Elena knew that Stefan was a little more cautious about their children. Especially since they started walking; if one of them was alert, so was he, following them around the house. The only plus side to this arrangement was that there was rarely any boo-boos to deal with. And if there was, Super Daddy was there to ensure that there were no tears at all.

Elena stood up with Noah in her arms, gently shifting him so that his head lay against her shoulder. Following the duo around the house, she cut off the short tour and walked up the stairs, reminding herself that she had to purchase baby gates as she walked to the nursery and laid Noah down.

Sofie was a quick learner at anything she did, and her newest exploration was the stairs. She had been caught several times trying to crawl down or up them at different occasions and as a result, Stefan and Elena had decided it was time to install the baby gates.

It was just getting time to go and get them that seemed to be the issue between them.

Stefan worked 40 hour weeks and Elena was still on maternity leave from her publishing company, though it would be soon that they would contact her and demand another book by a certain time. Stefan constantly reminded Elena that she didn't need the job because he had the means to be able to keep their family afloat without it, but Elena liked writing. It gave her a sense of relief and lately she'd been doing a lot of it. Most of what she wrote was just little things about her day and how Sofie and Noah had changed their lives for the better.

Walking down the stairs, she met Sofie at the bottom, avidly trying to climb up them and looked around for Stefan. Usually he was fairly close, and if not he would let her know to watch Sofie.

"Stefan?" She called out, looking around as she bent and lifted Sofie into her arms. She moved into the kitchen and the living room. "Where did Daddy go, Sofie?" She asked, looking at her daughter.

Sofie seemed just as puzzled as she was.

"Stefan?" Elena tried again, walking through both areas and searching around for him. She looked out of the doors that lead out to their spacious backyard and didn't see him there.

Sofie began to fuss, but when Elena tried to put her down she clung onto her arms. "Ah," Elena mused. "You want to know where Daddy is." Whenever Sofie couldn't find Stefan, she got into a mood. It was adorable at times and inconvenient at others.

She continued to walk through the lower half of the house, knowing that if Stefan had walked up the stairs that she would have heard him. "Stefan?" She tried once more, moving into his office area, where he was stood, his back facing her.

"All right, Damon. Will you do this for me?" He asked, running his fingers through her hair. Elena backed away before Sofie could see him and start fussing. Elena wanted to know why a call to Damon was more important than watching Sofie. Very few things triumphed over his attention for their daughter.

"Man, you owe me. Your kid would have been born in the backseat of your run down Honda if it weren't for me." Stefan sighed on the other end of the phone. "Damon, your car is a piece of shit. Anyway, just let me know for sure. You owe me one."

With that, he hung up the phone and turned around, catching Elena's eye. "'Lena," he said softly, moving toward her. "I'm sorry, Damon called and I got distracted. I didn't mean to leave Sofie unattended. We both know that goes back in our favor more than once."

Elena looked confused for half a second, but knew if Stefan was hiding something, it was for a reason. "No big deal," she forced a smile on her face. "Sofie didn't do much harm."

XOXOXOX

That night, Elena walked into their bedroom after having put the twins down for the night. She immediately walked into the bathroom, stripping down to her underwear before she crawled into her side of the bed.

"What was that phone call about?" She asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Damon owes us babysitting." He responded quickly. "I was cashing in."

Elena raised her eyebrow and looked at Stefan. "What do you mean by cashing in?"

"Well," Stefan paused and rolled over, opening the dresser drawer and shuffling around inside. Elena lifted herself up, trying to peak at what he was doing, but was unable to. A moment later, Stefan rolled back over and handed her a pamphlet. "Mrs. Salvatore, we're going to Paris."

"Paris? Without Noah and Sofie?" She looked panicked.

"Yes, we're going to Paris." Stefan answered and grabbed her hand, kissing the back of it. "For a week, then we're going to Florida where we were meet Damon and Bonnie along with Noah, Sofie and Melly. And we're going to have another week with our family."

"Stefan, we have jobs to go to, and lives to live." Elena tried but he shook his head quickly.

"Already booked off – now no more complaining. We'll be leaving tomorrow evening. So that gives you a day to pack." Before she could respond, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, rolling on top of her.

Elena pulled away slightly. "We're going to Paris." She grins softly. "Without your mother, right?"

Stefan chuckled. "My mother is in Los Angeles with her new playtoy, I highly doubt she's going to be joining us in Paris." He bent down and kissed her softly. "No more talking, Mrs. Salvatore. If my calculations are correct we have about an hour until Noah wakes up and starts screaming."

Elena grinned. "Whatever shall we do with all this time?"

XOXOX

Ok. That was short but meh, I'm having a hard time writing happy!Stelena rn. Anyway, I may be posting something soon, so keep an eye out. Thank you so much for reading. I LOVE YOU ALL!