Fairy Godmother: The Sequel
Author's note: So...here it is: The Sequel to my first Vampire Diaries fic: Fairy Godmother. Takes place about four months after Fairy Godmother ended. Cannon's the same...couples, everything. Since The Descent aired (which, fyi was amazing except for the lack of more Stefan/Elena scenes) we'll just say that Damon took off after he staked Rose and the others never heard from him since. With that said, this sequel is about love and overcoming obstacles that try to get in the way of that love. And not just between Elena and Stefan...but between Elena and her friends and family. An old friend returns...more may show up too...and the citizens of Mystic Falls will have another crisis to deal with.
I've got five chapters done so far but I'm still going...I'll probably upload one chapter a day. :)
P.S...I'm currently writing a one-shot of sorts within this cannon about them (Elena, Bonnie, Caroline, and Tyler) graduating college. It'll take place in Elena's fourth month of pregnancy in Chapter 5 of Fairy Godmother before she goes on bedrest so look for it soon. :)
Love Is Not Time's Fool
Prologue: Familial Bliss
Elena yawned, descending the stairs of the Salvatore Boarding House she and her husband lived in with their four-month-old daughter. She slid the baby monitor she held in her back jeans pocket. She yawned again, pulling up the sleeves of her blue long sleeve shirt, brushing a few wisps of hair out of her face.
"Did you get her down?" Stefan appeared at the top of the stairs, a white towel wrapped around his waist. With another towel he dried his hair.
"Yep," Elena sighed, "Maybe she'll actually sleep for a couple of hours so I can get the dishes done."
"Let me get dressed and I'll help you," Stefan said.
"Sure, I'll just get them started," Elena nodded. He disappeared back up the stairs.
She made her way to the kitchen, grabbing the coffee cup she'd used earlier that morning off the island and went over by the sink. She pulled the baby monitor out of her pocket and set it on the island. She started clearing the sink, seperating everything as she usually did. Glasses, silverware, bowls, plates, pots and pans . . . then she filled up the sink with soap and water.
She started with the glasses, putting them in the soapy water. She washed a couple, rinsing them, and letting them sit in the drip dry basket on the counter next to the sink. Then she picked up a coffee mug out of the water but it slipped and fell back in . . . with a crash she heard it shatter.
"Damnit!" She cursed, reaching in the water to pick up the pieces. "Ow!" She cried as she felt ceramic slice the side of her wrist. She pulled her hand back. Before she even got her whole hand out of the water the whole sink was red with blood. Pain shot up her arm and then it turned numb.
The moment she saw the blood in the sink she cried out, "Stefan!"
He was by her side in not even a minute―dressed, even. "What happened?"
"I broke a mug and it cut me," She felt the blood drip down her arm.
He grabbed the dish towel, pushing on the wound. He picked it up to look at the damage, the dish towel full of blood already after only a few seconds. "This is really bad. I think you knicked an artery." He pushed the towel on the wound again.
"I can't even feel it now," Elena told him.
"You probably knicked a nerve too," Stefan sighed.
"Should we go to the hospital?" Elena suggested.
Stefan looked in her eyes, "Honestly, honey, I don't think I oculd get you there fast enough . . . . it's bleeding to much."
"I do kinda feel dizzy . . ." She swayed.
"Whoa..." Stefan caught her. He froze for a second, thinking. Then he bit the inside of his wrist. "You'll have to drink my blood, it's the only way." Elena knew that he knew she wouldn't like that, but she saw the look in his eyes and could see his confliction as well.
She sent him a visual look that said 'I trust you'. He nodded, putting his wrist against her lips. She sucked the blood, feeling the copper tasting liquid flow down her throat. The numbness in her wrist turned to pain and then . . . it was gone. She let go of his wrist. He picked up the washcloth . . . the cut and blood were completely gone.
Stefan kissed her wrist, pulling her into a hug. She leaned into him, sighing. He kissed the top of her wrist. "How do you feel?"
"A little lighheaded . . . ugh and now my head's killing me," She scrunched her face.
"Why don't you go lie down and take a nap? I'll get you some aspirin and finish the dishes," He kissed her again. She nodded, hugging him for a moment more before trudging up the stairs.
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Later on she woke up to the sound of a baby crying―Gabby. She was about to get up to go get her when she heard Stefan's voice over the baby monitor they always kept in their room. "Ssh...it's okay. Daddy's here..."
Elena smiled, picking up Stefan's pillow and hugging it. Stefan was always so good with her.
Gabby was still crying. "What's the matter, huh?" Stefan was saying. "Do you need a diaper change?" She heard the rustle of a diaper. "Nope...Hungry? No it hasn't been more than twenty minutes since we last fed you, remember?"
Elena chuckled. She loved how one minute Stefan spoke in a baby talk voice and the next he talked to Gabby like she was an adult.
"Hmm...what's the fuss, little one?" Stefan said. "Should we try the rock 'n walk?" After a few minutes Gabby was quiet. "There we go. That's Daddy's good girl." His voice disappeared for a few seconds and then she heard him whisper outside their bedroom door. "Should we go see how Mommy's doing?" She turned to face away from the door.
The door opened and she quickly shut her eyes. She heard him walked toward the bed and around to his side. She felt a shifting on the bed and inhaled the milky baby smell. A tiny fist hit her collarbone and she smiled. She opened her eyes, face to face with a smily Gabrielle. Her arms wrapped around the tiny body and hugged her. She looked up at Stefan, who was also smiling.
"Hi," He lay down on the bed next to his girls, his arm reaching down between them to hold his wife's hand. "How are you feeling?"
"Better..." Elena sighed. "Still a little groggy. Better now that you and Gabby are here." He leaned over and kissed her lips. "How long was I out?"
"Just a couple hours," Stefan shrugged. "Jenna called. They can't make it for dinner tomorrow because Zoe has a concert at school."
"Okay," Elena idly watch Gabby play with her mother's fingers. "Guess its just the three of us then."
"Yep," Stefansaid.
They were quiet for a bit, just staring at their daughter. Elena watched Stefan's eyelids grow heavy until they were close. He was asleep. Elena smiled, sitting up. She picked Gabby up, holding her in the crook of her arm.
She stood up and got off the bed, careful not to wake her husband. Together she and Gabby went downstairs. "You tired your daddy out, Gabs." The baby cooed, staring up into Elena's eyes. "What should we do, huh? Should we see what's on tv?"
Elena went into the living room, setting Gabby down in the playpen they had set up in the corner. The baby started moving about, her tiny hands reaching for the toys and stuffed animals around her.
Elena picked up the remote off the cofee table, switching on the tv. It turned on and Nathan Fillion and Stana Katic appeared, bickering as usual. Castle was on. She smiled―it was one of her favorite shows.
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A crash, a baby cry, and a feminine scream disturbed Stefan from his sleep. In an instant he used his vampire speed and raced downstairs. "Elena!"
The scene in the living room broke his heart. Gabby was crying furiously in her play pen. The living room was a mess―everything out of place and broken. And then it hit his senses―blood.
Elena's blood . . .
The wooden coffee table in the middle of the living room was in shards, Elena laying in the middle of it. There was blood everywhere.
She was still conscious―barely―crying uncontrollably. Pain and fear were radiating off her in waves. He heard shuffling in the hall. He gave Elena a look of "I'll come back for you" and followed the noise down the hall. Anger bared in his teeth when he saw his older brother fighting with a male vampire.
"Damon!" He shouted, angry.
Damon continued to fight the vampire but looked over at his brother, "Hello little brother. Long time no see!"
To Be Continued
