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“That, and there’s vulnerability in being in the hospital, being injured…” Tom trailed, his eyes glancing down at the other’s thumb grazing across his own knuckles. “I don’t want you to think I’m taking advantage of you or anything,” he said, running a hand through his mop of hair.

“Oh I see, and if I wasn’t in here currently you’d be fine with asking me out? Then I suppose we could just talk until they send me out and then we can go from there after I’m good to go” Gerald offered giving a small shrug of his shoulders giving a grin the now usual mischievous glint now back in his eyes

“Honestly, yeah,” Tom nodded. His paramedic training cursing him in this moment. Stupid vulnerability training, he thought to himself. He locked eyes with the other, the grin bringing a smirk to his face. “I mean, If you ask me out it would probably be fine, right?”

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heart-on-her-sleeve:

Stefan rose an eyebrow at the other as he took another sip of his coffee. “If you say so,” he grinned, taking a bite of his sweet treat. He eyed the man, being struck by a sense of familiarity once again.

“You know, I can’t shake this feeling,” Stefan paused, taking a sip of his coffee. “You just look so familiar and I can’t put my finger on it.”

“I look familiar? How so?” He asked curiously tilting his head his eyebrows furrowing a bit as he took a bite of his danish ignoring the others previous comment choosing to focus on the later statement “we never met before..where do you think you know me from?”

Miles really hoped the other didn’t know his family because that would be inconvenient most didn’t like his family.

“I’m not sure,” Stefan explained, bringing a finger to his lips. “I think it might be the eyes? Maybe the nose? Eh, forget it.” Stefan took another drink of his coffee, never breaking his gaze from the other. “You kind of look like…No, it can’t be. They moved to Louisiana,” he thought out loud, his lips hiding behind his coffee cup.

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heart-on-her-sleeve:

Elena nodded again, her lips pursed into a thin line. “Will your brothers be okay with it? Didn’t you day they were on their way? I don’t want to upset them.” Elena set the stirrer she was playing with down and took another sip of her drink. 

“Oh no no my brothers are on a hunt I’m just waiting for them to text me to make sure they are alright and I think they’d be happy I found my sister possibly” he said giving a small smile shrugging tilting his head “how far away do you live from here? Do I have more family? Is there people I gotta meet?”

“Ah,” Elena responded, nodding her head. “I live in Mystic Falls, so not super far. Yeah, there’s Jeremy, our younger brother. That’s it, really,” She explained with a somber look on her face. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that everyone else was dead. “He’s at home, you can meet him first.”

shurikenxqueen:

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heart-on-her-sleeve:

Ray chuckled before his face fell into a deadpan. “Wait, daughter? We’re having a girl?” His face filled with adoration and love, holding Amelia’s face in his hands as he kissed her deeply. “Oh my God,” he breathed, a hand falling from her face to rest on her baby bump.

Ray looked to the deserts and laughed. “Maaaybe,” he drawled. “You know me so well. But hey, there’s fruit. That’s not desert, that’s fruit!”

She chuckled soft “We will meet Anna in four months.” Amelia smiled wide.

“Okay, fair enough.” She smirked, taking a sip of her sparkle water.

“I can’t believe it. We’re going to have a little girl,” Ray gushed. “You know I’m going to buy all the fluffy things and tutus for her, right?”

A happy hum escaped Ray’s lips. “You know, I didn’t just bring you here for good views and desert.” His heartrate started rising, and he suddenly felt like his stomach was in this throat. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Amelia chuckled. “I already can imagine how you will handle some subjects.” she teased.

Amelia looked curious when he mentioned the reason, why he brought her to the date. A little concerned, she bit her lip. “What is it? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, no. Things are good. Actually, more than good. They’re amazing,” Ray rambled, his smile making his eyes crinkle around the corners. He got up and stood beside Amelia, taking her hand in his. “Through thick and thin, you’ve been there for me, and I for you. When I was nearly killed, you were there for me in the hospital. I missed half of your pregnancy. Hell, I’ve missed so much while I was off with the Legends. I don’t want to miss anything else,” Ray explained, slowly getting down on one knee. “Amelia Isabelle Marie Roberta Queen. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything.” Ray spoke lovingly, but also very precisely as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a little box. He opened it and watched Amelia’s face. “Amelia, will you Marry Me?”

Stefan rose an eyebrow at the other as he took another sip of his coffee. “If you say so,” he grinned, taking a bite of his sweet treat. He eyed the man, being struck by a sense of familiarity once again.

“You know, I can’t shake this feeling,” Stefan paused, taking a sip of his coffee. “You just look so familiar and I can’t put my finger on it.”

shurikenxqueen:

heart-on-her-sleeve:

Ray chuckled before his face fell into a deadpan. “Wait, daughter? We’re having a girl?” His face filled with adoration and love, holding Amelia’s face in his hands as he kissed her deeply. “Oh my God,” he breathed, a hand falling from her face to rest on her baby bump.

Ray looked to the deserts and laughed. “Maaaybe,” he drawled. “You know me so well. But hey, there’s fruit. That’s not desert, that’s fruit!”

She chuckled soft “We will meet Anna in four months.” Amelia smiled wide.

“Okay, fair enough.” She smirked, taking a sip of her sparkle water.

“I can’t believe it. We’re going to have a little girl,” Ray gushed. “You know I’m going to buy all the fluffy things and tutus for her, right?”

A happy hum escaped Ray’s lips. “You know, I didn’t just bring you here for good views and desert.” His heartrate started rising, and he suddenly felt like his stomach was in this throat. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

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