Hello again guys. I promised everyone a sequel so here you go. I love writing this story so much and desperately wanted to continue it.
This is the sequel to my other story Killer's Insight. Please read that one before reading this one to avoid confusion.
Enjoy Part 2 of Killer's Insight called Safe Until Then. Reviews are greatly appreciated and if you have any ideas for this story, just let me know : )
Safe Until Then
A New Beginning—Part 2
Elena stood on the balcony, looking down upon all of Florence. The town was lit up with beautiful lights in all the houses, the fresh breeze blowing through her long, brown wavy locks. She hadn't straightened her hair since arriving, which was a nice change for her. She felt like she could be natural here, free from anything and any harm.
It had been 10 months since she and Damon had escaped from the states and moved here to Florence, Italy. A month after settling down they found out Elena was pregnant. Damon was absolutely thrilled! He told her that he had hoped this would happen, making her shocked but nevertheless very happy. They were excited about having a baby. And with the number of times they had made love without protection it was bound to happen. She was close to term now and the baby was due any day.
Ever since their escape, it took awhile to adjust to her new life. Damon had warned her that it would take some time but they could be happy here. For now. He did warn her that soon they would have to relocate since they couldn't stay in one place for too long. He promised her they could choose wherever they want to move, it just couldn't be back in the United States. Damon was on the top 10 most wanted list and she was his accomplice. They could never go back.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear a person come up behind her.
She felt strong arms wrap around her from behind, well wrapped around her as much as they could with her pregnant belly. Leaning back against him, she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Mmmmm….sweetheart, you are so beautiful when you're pregnant," Damon whispered into her neck, kissing her there over and over again.
She smiled. "You think I'm beautiful even though I'm the size of a whale?"
Damon made a scoffing noise in the back of his throat before he said, "Elena, you look beautiful to me no matter what! And you look even more so carrying my child in your belly." His hands caressed her large bump, feeling the baby kicking gently beneath his hands. "And he approves."
"Why are you so sure it's going to be a boy?"
"Because I'm a Salvatore and we have boys. It's a tradition. Now come inside, dinner is almost ready for us," Damon spoke gently, leading her back indoors.
The small house they were living in was very lovely. It was homey and stylish at the same time. The house had two bedrooms, two baths, a cozy living room and a balcony. Elena loved taking baths in their gigantic bathtub in their bathroom. And Damon loved joining her.
Once Damon led them to the kitchen, he helped her onto one of the barstools and proceeded making them supper.
"Do you think Ernie will tell anybody he saw us here?" she asked as he handed her a glass of orange juice.
"Most likely not. Ernie and I have…an understanding," Damon explained before continuing to chop vegetables on the board.
"What kind of understanding?" Elena was curious as she sat down on one of the counter chairs, facing him.
"Well for one thing, Ernie was the only guard who dared to talk to me. He wasn't really scared of me like the others were—they were all afraid I'd hypnotize them, which I can do by the way," he looked up and winked at her before continuing.
"Ernie was taking some psychology classes. He and I frequently talked about his studies and I helped him out. He was very appreciative of my insight on different subjects. I don't have a Ph. D in psychology for nothing now, do I?" he smirked at her.
"And in exchange he would bring me a few things. Nothing bad but I did have a craving for M&Ms once in a while." He smiled to himself at that, making Elena chuckle.
"So I would ask him to bring me a few things like that in exchange. He was more than happy to do it, he never failed me. I think he was just a little shocked from seeing me here of all places a few months ago. But he won't say anything to anyone. He knows what I'm capable of and what I'll most likely do to him if he does tattle on us." Damon was trying to control his emotions again. He was pretty sure Ernie wouldn't say anything to the FBI, but if he did anything to disrupt their lives here, there would be hell to pay.
Elena was absorbing all of this. "So you two became friends in a weird way? What did Chilton think about that?" Boy, she was curious about that answer.
"Brady never found out. He almost never went to the basement. To answer your other question, Ernie and I have an understanding. He was polite and nice to me, which is more than I can say about everybody else I talked to. The other inmates were completely off their rockers if you remember from your first time visiting me."
That was one memory she'd rather forget. Shuddering, she remembered one of the guys down there who scared the crap out of her before and after she met Damon. That place was a hellhole!
Damon noticed the sudden mood change. Walking over to her with a plate of chicken parmesan, he hugged her to him, trying to make her forget that memory.
"Don't think about that Elena. It's not good for you and it'd definitely not good for the baby. A happy mother means a happy child, that's my motto."
That made Elena laugh. Over the last 9 months since they found out she was pregnant, Damon had turned into an overprotective hen almost. Whatever Elena needed, he got it for her. If she was cramping or if her back ached or some other ailment, he rubbed her down and made sure she was well taken care of. If she had a craving for certain foods or some other weird hormonal change, Damon went to get it or cook it for her. The only thing he couldn't help with was the morning sickness she experienced early in her pregnancy—it had killed him that she got so sick but what could they do? She got through it just like every other woman. He had been the most attentive boyfriend she had ever had. And it was a nice change for her.
Looking up at Damon's beautiful face, she smiled before leaning up and kissing him gently. She loved him so much! Both of them would die for one another, and they knew it.
The two of them ate in silence. Elena rubbed her stomach lovingly. Damon smiled at the sweet gesture. She would make a beautiful mother, he could tell already.
Afterwards Elena insisted on making Damon a drink while he sat down. He had been waiting on her hand and foot for months, he deserved some rest and relaxation too. Much to his reluctance, he agreed before heading to his chair in the living room.
Joining him a few minutes later she handed him his bourbon on ice.
"Thank you darling," he looked up and smiled at her. She wrapped her hands around his chest from behind, kissing his head.
"Sooooo…are you nervous about the baby coming?" she asked him, rubbing her fingers into his neck, massaging him.
"Nope," he said, popping the P in the word. He sounded so casual.
"Is there a reason why I should be nervous? How are you feeling, is everything alright?" he asked, praying to God nothing went wrong.
"I'm just wondering why you insisted you deliver the baby yourself and not be in the hospital?" she questioned.
"Well for one thing, we can't risk being spotted there. And two, I am a doctor and have medical training for childbirth. I've read and reread books and such on exactly how to do it. Three…I think it would be special for me to deliver my own baby," he smiled to himself at the thought. He had planned it out for a while now. They would be right here in the house in the spare room when she delivered the baby. He had morphine and all the tools he needed thanks to a quick trip to the local hospital and sneaking into their supply room.
Elena smiled. They had decided a long time ago to have the baby at home. It was going to be just the two of them.
"Sounds good to me," she said before standing up and walking to their bedroom.
Gazing at her walking form, he felt himself growing hard. God, she was so hot when she was pregnant with his baby! Getting up quickly he followed her to their bedroom.
When he entered their room, he found her lounging already naked on their bed, her swollen belly prominent in front of her. She had a smile on her face before she said, "I heard that having sex induces labor in some women. Care to take this to the test?"
"Oh yeah!" Damon practically shouted before jumping on the bed, kissing her passionately. Their bodies heated up with arousal, Damon managed to take his shirt off over his head before reaching his fingers to her opening, finding her already wet and ready for him.
Damon fumbled with his belt buckle and unzipped his zipper before pushing his pants and boxers down, releasing his weeping cock. Grabbing Elena's legs, he pulled them up over his shoulders, aligning his cock with her wet entrance.
"I'm going to try to go slow, okay? I don't want to hurt you or the baby," he panted, his black hair sticking to his forehead.
"Try not to go too slow, alright baby?" she panted, pulling his hips to hers trying to get him inside of her. He happily obliged, making them one.
Their cries of passion could be heard outside their little safe haven, free from judgmental eyes and the rest of the world that wanted them apart….
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Outside, a pair of eyes watched the couple with high-tech binoculars as they were getting hot and heavy. A smirk fell upon the face, a plot forming in mind.