Summary: Elena goes out to have a girl's night with Bonnie and Caroline, leaving her little daughter with Damon and Stefan. Can two vampires take care of a tiny toddler for the night? R&R.

Chapter 1

The melodious sound of Elena's humming could be heard as she finished getting ready to go out with her two best friends, Bonnie and Caroline. They had invited her to dinner and a movie, and afterwards they were going to spend some time at a nearby spa for much-needed girl time, which Elena desperately needed. Chestnut locks cascaded down the svelte backside of Elena's beatific physique as she gently ran a hand brush through the chocolate waterfall, smoothing out any frazzled tresses before re-checking herself in the mirror, giving a feverish nod of approval before strutting out of the capacious master bedroom she shared with Damon, tenuous legs carrying her supple form towards the winding staircase.

Meandering towards the bottom, Elena paused for a split second to readjust the strap of her purse, making sure it wouldn't fall down her shoulder and continued her journey towards the velvety sofa, twisting her body into a sitting position as she awaited Caroline's text to let her know they are here.

A soft cry quickly alerted Elena as she fixated her russet pools towards the stairwell, before abruptly standing up and walking briskly towards the source of it, knowing that it was the sound of her daughter waking up from her afternoon nap, and judging by her crying, was not in the best of moods.

Svelte legs carried Elena towards the doorway of her daughter's room. Maneuvering dainty digits towards the golden door knob, the mahogany barrier flung open with ease, allowing Elena's gracile countenance to amble across the room and gently coil dexterous limbs around the tiny frame of her crying daughter, lifting the distressed child from her crib and into the warm, motherly embrace of Elena. "Shhh, it's okay angel. Mommy's here." Hushed whispers fell from Elena's roseate brims as she fell backwards into the ebony-colored rocking chair, which is placed near her daughter's bed, rocking the whimpering child slowly, allowing her cries to subside before tentatively brushing silken curls from the child's cherubic visage. "Mommy is going to go out with Auntie Caroline and Bonnie so you be good for your daddy and Uncle Stefan, alright Delena?"

"Otay Mamma."

An incandescent smile illuminated Elena's demure visage, ecstatic at how well her little baby always listened to her. A minuscule vibriation could be felt in the dark recedes of Elena's pocket, signaling that she got a text message, most likely from Caroline letting her know that she and Bonnie are waiting for her outside. Jumping gracefully to her feet, Elena walked out of her daughter's room and back down the stairs, sepia optics skimming the room for any sign of Stefan or Damon. "Damon, I'm leaving! Come and get Delena. She's awake!"

A few moments passed and there was still no sign of Stefan or Damon anywhere. Eliciting a frustrated sigh, Elena wandered into the kitchen, wondering if he happened to be in here. Nope.

This is getting ridiculous. Elena thought angrily to herself as she made her way back into the living room, placing Delena into her playpen as she retrieved her phone and typed out a quick message to Caroline, telling her that she'll be out in a few minutes. Unaware to her, a pair of azure spheres were watching her every move, as a smirk quickly adorned across his debonair features, moving at lighting speed towards his unsuspecting victim and playfully pinning her to the couch, his smug grin only elongating wider when he reads the shocked expression running rampant across her porcelain features. "Damon, what the hell? Bonnie and Caroline are waiting outside for me!"

A low chuckle emanated past succulent brims as Damon's aquatic stones watched Elena apply an insignificant amount of force to try and get him to move off of her. "All the more reason to do a surprise attack on you."

Shaking her head rapidly at Damon's childish horseplay, Elena finally got free from Damon's hold, shooting him a small glare. "I'm leaving now. You and Stefan are in charge and you two better pay attention to Delena, which means not leaving her in front of the TV all day so you two can drink booze or whatever it is men do."

Damon sighed lowly, averting his gaze to the playpen before landing on the flat screen TV. "Well, there goes my plan for today."

"I'm serious, Damon!" Elena gripped her purse tighter on her shoulder before turning around, starting to walk towards the foyer. "Pay attention to your daughter. She loves it when you spend time with her. Who knows? You might even enjoy it."

Damon watched in slight dismay as the wooden door closed behind Elena's tenuous frame as she left. He secretly loved spending time with his little girl, but he wasn't about to let Elena, or anyone else for that matter, know about it. Delena can be a little monster when Elena isn't around, and Damon knew that all too well.

Turning his crystalline irises onto his chubby daughter who was happily content where she was, playing exuberantly with her abundance of stuffed animals and blocks, he allowed a brief smile to brandish across his masculine features. Extending callused digits to retrieve the remote, Damon plopped back down onto the couch and switched on the TV to a kid's channel. A little television couldn't hurt, at least until Stefan got back from whatever it is that he's doing.