A/NHello before I begin I would just like to state that although I will try as best i can to conform with TVD as well as the surrogacy process itself, sometimes I may unintentionally forget details regarding this subject mstter, given that not I or anybody I know have beem through this! I hope you enjoy :)
Elena's POV- I was awoken this morning by the sun streaming through Stefan's sheer curtains, you'd think that for a vampire; a species renouned for their volatile relationship with the earth's primary light source, that he would go to extreme lengths to avoid it, a blackout blind would servise. But of course he has the protection of his ring, recently the concept of supernatural has slipped my mind, I mean for the first time since Stefan and I met, things are finally good.. great even and not just for me.
Today symbolises exactly this; a celebratory dinner for Jenna and Alaric, whom have been relentless in their journey to parenthood- In which has been difficult to say the least.
After the Katherine-Jenna-Knife incident, Jenna lost her ability to concieve and bear children, which essentially has foreshadowed her luck in terms of motherhood and procreation. However today is monumental because it signifys the finalisation of adoption and the end to their journey, it has been long awaited and sorely needed.
I fumble around in the early light to find my slippers and night gown, my intention being to go downstairs and prepare breakfast for Stefan. To say that he has been skeptical about the situation regarding Jenna and Alaric, is an understatement. His reserved attitude stems from his worry for me. He thinks that being around them during the best time of their lives, will only serve as a constant reminder that we can never have that sense of normality. Well actually, I could hypothetically- only without him, which is something I can't even consider.
I am pulled backwards by Stefan's arms snaking around my hips, the place they are meant to be.
"And where do you think you're sneaking off to this morning?" Said Stefan, his playful tone becoming evident as his tiredness slowly disipates.
"Only to bless you with my cooking skills, I can't promise you anything like your usual cuisine of bunny and deer, but I do make some acceptable pancakes" I joked in response.
After a stretch, a "perfect" leaves his lips, while a content look plasters his face.
Well I hope it wasn't to awful, I decided to upload a small tatster chapter tonight before I go to bed, I will continue tomorrow when I wake up (My summer is dedicated to writing fanfictions) Anyway goodnight and remember STELENA IS ENDGAME