"So... miss Bennett", the woman in the white gown said as she came back into the room. "It came out that the reason why you felt so sick is... the baby inside you."

Bonnie snachted her eyes open, almostly choking on her breath.

"The... what?"

"The baby", the doctor said slowly and sitting down on the stool right in front of the couch. "You are pregnant, miss Bennett."

Bonnie shook her head vehemently. "No, no, no", she stood up. "That can't be, how is that possible?"

"Well, I am sure you know that", doctor Reyes voiced as she appeared right beside her patient and placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "You are eight weeks pregnant, so you still have a total month to think about it. You have the choice. If you want to keep the baby, you can keep it... if not, you don't have to. You are not forced to have a baby miss Bennett, there are a few options."

"Yeah, yeah, I know..."

Doctor Reyes walked over to her desk and grabbed some brochures. "Here is some information about adoption, abortion and how you can get help when you want to keep the baby", she handed them over to Bonnie.

"No... thank you", Bonnie shook her head not taking the flyers. "I want to keep the baby... I just... I just did not see it coming, that's all."

"Okay, but if you want to change your mind you can always come to me and we will find ways to help you with the situation."

"I am fine", Bonnie tried to smile as the doctor shook her hand. "And thank you doctor Reyes."

"No problem, miss Bennett. I am just doing my job", the doctor said, opened the door and let Bonnie exit the room.

...

The whole back to her home Bonnie could not stop thinking about the pregnancy.

The main question was: how was that even possible? Yes, she was a woman but the man she was sleeping with was not as human as she was. He was a fucking vampire, they were not supposed to reproduce, at least that was widely known and what she was told.

He had to be the father, there was no other man in her life.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Bonnie covered her face after she reached the garage of her house. She saw the sports car in the driveway and threw her hands in the air. Absolutely the wrong time to deal with her visitor.

Bonnie stopped the engine and climbed out of her blue Prius while taking her bag with her.

The few steps to her front door, the witch tried to order her thought.

What was she going to do?

How will he react and what will he say?

What will happen next... to them and to the baby?

"Bennett, how long do you need for these few steps from your car to the front door", Damon Salvatore said standing half naked in the door. It was like he was living at her house.

Bonnie just rolled her eyes and walked passed him.

"Where is your shirt", she asked slightly ignoring him as she headed to the couch in her living room. She threw her bag into the corner and took a seat.

"Hm... somewhere", he smirked, "I won't need it anyways."

He approached her just to sit right next to her.

"Now, where were you", he asked and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"Out."

"Out? Without me? Hm... how is that possible?"

"What is that suppose to mean", she turned around to face him.

He shrugged the shoulder. "Just saying", he smiled and tilted his head to the side. He carefully watched her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah", Bonnie responded and her eyes catched the little box on top of the fireplace. "What is that", she stood up and walked over to the box.

"Open it", Damon just said and laid back on the couch.

Bonnie took the box in her hands and turned around. She actually had to blink a few times at the sight before her. The older Salvatore brother lounched there in her living room, showing off his amazingly toned upper body. His arms were extremely sexy and Bonnie found herself licking her sudden dry lips.

"I can help you with your dryness Bennett", Damon voiced seductively as he sensed her arousal.

Bonnie laughed. "Forget it."

"We will see", he winked at her. "But not before you unwrapped the present."

"Uh, what is it", she asked curiously.

"Open it and see for yourself", he repeated.

"Alright", Bonnie began and much to Damon's surprise her left eyebrow raised. She cleared her throat and blinked several times.

"Is that a key?"

"Yep, do you like it?"

She walked over to him and sat back down. "I have no idea what to do with that."

"It's the key to the Broading House. I want you to have it so you can come over whenever you want to", his hand started to play with a strand of her now shorter, straight hair.

"Oh... that's very nice, Damon." She bend over and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "Thank you."

"You're welcome", he brought out as he tried to deepen their kiss, but she pushed him back.

"I told you, we are not doing it today."

"Oh come on Bon Bon, after that gift I just gave you, you could give me a little something something", he wiggled his brows and pulled her on his lap, so that she was straddling him. Both of his hands gently caressed her slim waist.

"Your doors are never closed, everyone can come inside so I won't need to use the keys anyways... but I get the gesture. It's very sweet of you."

"Glad you got the idea, clever girl", he winked. "Now, since I am not getting any cookies today, do you want to tell me about your day?", he suggested.

Talking about her days... clearly a sign that Damon and Bonnie were more than just in a sexy, heated affair. It took her some time until she could actually admit that she liked more about him than just the seize of his penis.

For him Bonnie was always special. Not just because she was a powerful descendant of the Bennett witch line, but she was challenging him. She gave him contra, made him think about his actions when no one else did and to be honest he claimed her as his soulmate. He told her everything, more than he told even Stefan and he wanted to get to know her, too.

Damon had worked his ass off to get near to her. She wouldn't let him, but being Damon Salvatore meant never giving up until he got what he wanted. And Bonnie was what he wanted and we wouldn't say it had stopped since then.

"Hm... let me think... nothing really happened", she shrugged her shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. He could feel her fingers lightly tugging his hair at the nape of the neck.

"So your doctor's appointment was just a routine examination?"

"Damon", she shrieked and hit him on his chest. Of course he did not feel a thing. "I told you to stop stalking me!"

"Since when do I follow orders, my little Bonfire", he asked and tapped her cute nose. "Now tell me what the hot Latina gynecologist said."

"Hot Latina", she raised a brow.

"Yep. Doctor Reyes got a fine ass: round, firm..."

She hit him again, al little harder than before. "But not as phenomenal as yours", he continued as if not being interrupted.

"Yeah", Bonnie rolled her eyes. Sometimes he could be very inappropiate. Okay, scratch that: he always found a way to be inappropiate.

His right hand slowly but gently moved from her waist to her belly and the look into his ocean eyes told her that he already knew about the news.

"We are having a baby, right", he whispered and focused on her tiny tummy.

"Right, Bonnie?"

...