Hello everyone. this is my first fanfic. I had already uploaded a few chapters but I felt it was lacking something so I decided to revise it and do it all over again. Thanks to those of you who commented and read the story the first time around, I can only hope to capture you again. Please follow me on Twitter sauriemilia

Rain was pouring outside the candle lit room, the cries of the woman only muffled by the violent whooshing of the wind against the balcony windows. Even for the late hour the activity in the main house of the Salvatore plantation was taking a toll on all of its servants. Emily came running out of the kitchen with clean rags draped on her shoulder and a pitcher of boiling water on her hands. She carried it upstairs as fast as she could without tripping or spilling the water. Walking down the long dark hallway the echo of her footstep could be heard across the mansion. She knocked softly on the door and a quiet come in urged her inside.

Emily opened the door and closed it quickly behind her. She placed the pitcher on the bedside table and turned to the woman beside her.

-How is she doing Mrs. Gilbert? - Emily asked the woman crouched next to the bed holding her friend's hand.

Miranda Gilbert looked up at her friend's maid and a small sympathetic smile tinted her lips. She was a beautiful young woman, expecting her first child, she was scared silly but she had to be there for her friend for she knew when the situation were reversed Sophia Salvatore will be crouching next to her.

-Any moment now Emily, now go and tell Mr. Salvatore to be ready, and please check on little Damon, these storms always get him nervous she passed her hand caressing her rounded belly and turned to look at her friend – Now Sophia show me how it's done it will be me lying on the bed in a couple of months- They both giggled at Miranda's comment. It was Sophia's second child but she had been in labor for more than 18 hours.

She wondered when the baby was making an appearance, with Damon, her first born, everything had been simple. She'd joked about it with him. She always told him the story about how he couldn't wait to get into this world. That was her Damon so curious to learn everything about everything.

Sophia smiled at her best friend, droplets of sweat covering her forehead. Even in this state she was a stunning woman, raven black locks and deep azure eyes. –All right Miranda, watch and learn darling- She smiled before looking at Miranda again. She took her friends hand in hers and they locked stares for a moment. Miranda was about to speak but Sophia interrupted her.

-I know we had this talk once before and that everything turned out to be just fine, but I need to ask you again, will you take care of them Miranda? Would you, if anything happens to me, will you make sure Damon grow up to be a fine Southern gentleman, and this baby… Please I just need to hear it…-

Miranda's eyes filled up with unshed tears, it was indeed the same conversation they held 5 years ago when Damon was born but now there was something different about Sophia's plead, as if she knew something they didn't. Maybe she was overanalyzing things. Of course it would be different, now that Sophia knew what the love for a son was like she was terrified to leave it behind.

Miranda Gilbert did the only thing she could do, she looked reassuringly into her friend's eyes and with that they both new; their children will always have two mothers, for as the wise men said they were the same soul dwelling in two bodies.

The matron checked under Sophia's night gown and sighed. She turned to take the cloths from the night stand and removed the sheet covering Sophia's lower body. She sat on the bed and announced.

-It's time, now, on the count of three push…-

Downstairs Emily roamed the house in search of Damon; he loved hiding and found new and trickier spots to do it every time his old hiding spaces were compromised. He was a born explorer. He climbed every possible tree, swam in the lake with the salve children and spoke his mind without fear of consequences; but tonight he was just a little boy, who loved his mommy very much, and though excited for a play mate was also terrified of what could happen to his mother. Emily was closing the library doors when she saw a pair of tiny feet peeking from under the cloth covering the coffee table.

-Master Damon…- she called once with no answer. She got closer and tried again. –Master Damon…- She crouched and slightly lifted the table cloth, she sighed and lightened her tone, Master Salvatore was nowhere near so she could use her nickname for him -Dammy?- she asked one more time before peeking under the table and seeing the little five year old in his white night gown with his head buried in his knees.

-Emily? - He asked in a hushed tone. –Is momma going to be all right? - Then he lifted his head and opened his bright blue eyes. Emily flashed a reassuring smile and stretched her hand for the boy to take, he placed his little cold hand in Emily's as she helped him get out from under the table. She sat down on the couch and sat Damon on her lap.

-Of course she is sweetheart, let's get you to bed and when you wake up you are going to have a new baby sister or brother to play with-Damon returned the smile and yawned as Emily picked him up and carried him to his bed. He was used to Emily putting him to bed, his mother stopped doing so because his father wanted to build his character, and Salvatore's were not momma's boys, he thought.

Emily placed the boy on his bed and sung him a lullaby until he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.

In the bedroom, Sophia pushed for the last time and cried out loud and she brought new life to the world. The matron took the tiny body in her hands and cut the umbilical cord. There was far more blood than normal, she was bleeding out, the baby was in a sitting position and it was a miracle he came out alive.

-How is the baby? - A breathless Sophia asked. She was drifting in and out of consciousness and she tried to keep her eyes open, when she heard the baby cry a small smile caressed her lips and she closed her eyes for the last time.

Miranda took the baby in her arms and held him close tears started to fall down her cheeks as the baby's cries filled the room. She sobbed and then the door slammed open. Guisseppe Salvatore came in the door followed by his friend Grayson Gilbert. He went to kneel down next to his wife's bed but he was too late. He took her limp body in his arms and sobbed into her neck. He caressed her cheeks, eyes, nose with his fingertips and hi placed a small kiss on her lips before putting her back down on the bed.

He turned his head to look at Miranda holding his baby. She was still crying but found her voice for it was needed more than her tears. She turned to look at Emily who immediately took the baby from her - It's a boy Peppe, a beautiful healthy baby boy- Guisseppe turned to her and said

-Stefan, his name is Stefan, it is what she wanted – The three adults fell in a deafening silence unaware of the pair of blue eyes staring at them from the door.

-Mommy?- The little voice said.

This is my take on a very old Mexican movie, but I reserve the right to change events as my muse dictates ;)