Falling → Stefan Salvatore [2]

Catch Me If You Can

Chapter 15: Catch Me If You Can

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Amalia sat on Stefan Salvatore's bed with a certain book in her hands, staring down at it as she decided whether or not to invade his privacy as she listened in on the water running from the bathroom. However, just as she had come to a decision and decided to open it up to a page, the water stopped and Stefan soon walked out with only a towel wrapped around his waist, sparking her attention.

"You know, knocking is a thing." He said as soon as his eyes found her sitting there without any sense of his own privacy. Not that he actually minded that she was waiting for him, anyway.

"And apparently, so is writing in your diary." Her eyes scanned the words that were written across the page as her face tried to fight a smile. "Amalia Schultz... where do I even start? When I met her, she was the girl who continuously ran her mouth without a hint of how to stop it. She still is. But slowly, I've started to admire that about her. My feelings for her are complicated, more so as the days go on. I often find myself wondering if I should--"

Her reading was soon cut off by him snatching his journal out of her hands, bringing a frown to her face. "Hey, no fair. I was reading that."

"And now, you're not." He walked over to his desk and sat the journal down before walking back over to his dresser and grabbing some clothes, returning to the bathroom to change as fast as possible. When he returned, he was fully clothed, which was a bit disappointing for Amalia, but she chose not to say anything about it. "I'm assuming you're here to remind me of our last place status."

"You know me so well." She confirmed it with a nod as she watched him pour them both a glass of bourbon, handing her the one he had poured for her as soon as he was done pouring his. "Thank you, kind sir."

"And I'm assuming you're here because you have a plan?" He made yet another assumption, which also happened to be correct.

"You would be right." She replied before bringing the glass to her lips and taking a short sip. "How do you feel about playing a little dirty?"

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Amalia and Stefan went through each and every one of Professor Shane's belongings. Well, the belongings that he kept in his office. They were hoping to find the headstone, which was about the last thing they needed (besides Jeremy's mark, of course) before they could set sail to Nova Scotia, or wherever it was that the overly mentioned cure to vampirism was held. But so far, they had had no luck in their search, keeping them in their last place spot.

"Let's see... If you were a creepy headstone inside of a creepy occult professor's office, where would you be?" Amalia asked herself as she opened up multiple drawers, scanning each and every one of them. But the headstone was still nowhere to be found.