Disclaimer : I don't own anything. TVD belongs to the people of the CW and the wonderful Julie Plec.

AN: This is just a short Steroline fic, because I felt last episode didn't have enough Stefan/Caroline moments even though it was awesome. I'm sorry for any possible errors, I wrote this quickly and didn't get it betaed.

A sigh of relief escapes him as he closes the door behind Rebekah.

"Do you think that worked?" a voice asks as Stefan let himself fall against the wooden door.

"I don't know, do you?"

Caroline steps into the light. She shrugs. "You know her better than I do."

"I used to," he says.

"Oh." Right, Klaus, she forgot. "Well, she always had a thing for you. I'm pretty sure she bought it. We'll need to be careful though."

He hasn't moved from the door since she came in. She comes closer, worried.

"Stefan?" she calls.

He looks up to find wide blue eyes staring into his undead heart. He gives her a weak smile. To reassure her, and because he just can't help it when she looks at him with those bright Disney eyes.


"Are you okay? If you're not sure about it, we don't have to go through with it. I understand."

"No. I'm sure. We need all the help we can get."

His smile is a little more confident, but she's unconvinced.

"Okay, but-" She hesitates, looks down, chews on her lips, then steps closer. He watches her as she takes a big breath, another one of her tell-tale signs, and he's ready for her Caroline-rant. But it never comes.

Instead she comes closer and reach out to him tentatively, her hand touching his jaw softly.

"I care about you, Stefan."

Her voice is small, scared. His breathing stops.

"I worry about you, okay?" she continues. "So please, don't cut me off."

She seems so fragile and exposed. He doesn't know what to say, so he just close the remaining distance between them and hug her.

He can feel some of the tension leaving her body.

"I know it sucks," she says, and her voice his muffled by his shoulder. He feels her every words against his skin. "I know it really sucks for you right now, and I get that you don't want to talk about it right now. It will get better. But for that, you've got to let people in."

"I'm not really good at that, am I? Letting people in."

She snorts. "Nope."

She's right, he realizes. It's the first time he really sees it. He doesn't really have friends besides—well, Lexi is dead (What is it with him only letting in persistent blond undead girls?). And there were Damon and Elena, but now they're out the question.

"I think you're my best friend," he blurts out.

That was random. He expects her to laugh, but she doesn't. She just hugs him tighter.

"I know," she says and he can feel her smile against his neck.

She really is some kind of wonderful.


So what did you think? I love these two!