Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. All characters, etc. belong to LJ Smith, the CW, and any other respective owners.
A/N: I've had this sitting on my hard drive for about 3-4 months, debating whether I should post it or not because most of it was an experiment in writing for me, but I figured that maybe someone would get some enjoyment out of reading this…
Month 1
It all happens in a blur of tequila and vodka and other alcohol that Bonnie didn't know the name of. It didn't really matter because she couldn't remember any of it anyway. They had been having a 'Klaus is dead and Stefan is (hopefully) back for good' celebration and the last thing she could remember was Elena tripping over her own two feet because she was the clumsiest drunk ever.
That's what made it so disconcerting to wake up naked in bed next to an equally naked Damon with what felt like one of the worst headaches of her life.
"Did we have sex?" she asks, knowing that was a stupid question because it was so blatantly obvious that they did, but she didn't really know what else to say to him.
Damon raises his eyebrows, his look silently telling her, What do you think?
She groans and slaps a hand to her forehead because as far as drunken mistakes go, this is a very, very big mistake to make.
They get dressed in silence, neither one saying a word to another.
As Bonnie leaves, she realizes something: it took more than just several bottles of alcohol to get a vampire drunk, which meant that, more like than not, Damon had known what he was doing the entire time.
She considers marching right back in to yell about how he had taken advantage of her and it wasn't like she would have been entirely wrong, but she decides it wasn't worth the trouble. Her and Damon had kind of sort of become friends somewhere in between the collapse of her relationship of Jeremy thanks to the ghost of his past girlfriends and his guilt over his brother selling his soul to Klaus to save his life.
She had assumed that he still carried a torch for Elena and maybe she wasn't wrong, but he had clearly conceded the battle of winning her heart because if Stefan and Elena could survive something like Klaus, then they were so obviously meant to be together.
No, it was just so much better to leave this as a drunken mistake.
Month 2
She becomes a bit nervous when she realizes she skipped her period for the second time in a row. She had tried to tell herself how irrational her fears were because it was supposed to be impossible to get pregnant by a vampire, but if Bonnie Bennett had learned anything in her life it was that the impossible was very possible.
She also knows that she can't pass off the fact that she can't keep down some foods and that certain smells and sights make her nauseous as a little stomach bug. It wasn't bad enough to be something extreme like food poisoning, but no minor stomach illnesses last for three weeks.
She tries to put it off as long as she possibly could, but she decides that not knowing would bother her more. So, she drives out of town to go to the drug store because if anyone in Mystic Falls catches her buying a pregnancy test then it would spread all over town in a matter of hours.
She buys four different tests from four different brands, knowing that it's overkill, but she wants to be extra sure. She also knows that the disapproving looks from the middle-age cashier are not simply her imagination.
She rushes home, smuggling her contraband in even though she knows that it's unnecessary because her father wasn't home. He was never home.
She locks herself in the bathroom still considering putting it off because, seriously, this just shouldn't be happening at all. When she finally decides it's time to bite the bullet and find out the truth, she carefully reads over the directions for each pregnancy test three times, not wanting to mess it up because that would just destroy her already frayed nerves.
In the end all but one test comes back positive, telling her that she was pregnant. She double checks the directions to make sure that she was reading it right because there was just no way this was happening to her.
How the hell was she supposed to tell Damon?
Month 3
By the time she finally manages to work up the nerve to tell Damon, she can already see a little baby bump forming on her once flat tummy. It was small enough that she could pass it off as a bit of extra weight, but she knows that within another two months or so it would no longer be possible.
They're at one of the gang's many post-Klaus get-togethers at the old Salvatore boarding house, sitting apart from the rest of the group because they were the only ones there that didn't have a significant other. Elena had Stefan and Caroline had Tyler and Jeremy had finally decided that he really didn't want anything to do with the supernatural anymore (not that Bonnie could blame him), so he never came to any of their little gatherings.
She doesn't know how to tell him other than blurting out "I'm pregnant and it's yours and I have no clue how it's even possible, but apparently it is." She knew that everyone else but Elena could have heard her because of their super hearing, but they were all far too wrapped up in their own little world to notice Bonnie and Damon in theirs.
"I know," he replies quietly, his icy blue eyes trained on the small bump of her stomach. "I hear another heartbeat whenever you're around. It's tiny and faint, but it's still there."
She doesn't bother to ask why he never said anything if he already knew because some of her fears were soothed because she could tell by the expression in Damon's face that he would have her back on this one like he did that one night he helped her fake her death to escape Klaus.
Damon was far from the ideal image of a father, but right now, knowing that he would at least try was all that mattered.
Month 4
Damon begins checking up on her every night since she told him. She finds it sort of sweet, albeit a bit strange because it was Damon and Damon just never seemed the type to do that sort of thing.
Then again, he's known for surprising her quite a bit.
"You should move in with me," he tells her one night during one of his weekly checkups.
"Why?" Bonnie asks. She's only half paying attention to Damon, more engrossed in some trashy nighttime reality show. She didn't really like those sorts of shows, but it's easier to watch them to make sense of what her own reality is.
Bonnie and Damon don't have a particularly romantic relationship. They don't kiss or cuddle or do anything that would indicate romance. They never even mention the fateful act that led to the little life growing inside of her once.
"Because we're going to be having a baby and it has plenty of space." His tone all but spells out the word 'duh' to her, letting her know that he thinks she's being dense at the moment.
"You want to try explaining that to my father? He still doesn't even know I'm pregnant," she replies dryly with a shrug. She knows Damon is right it probably would be simpler to move in with him, but she still hasn't quite accepted the fact that they're having a baby as reality.
She still doesn't even know what she's supposed to tell her father. He was never home, but he still prided himself on having a smart, responsible daughter that he didn't have to worry about getting into trouble while he was away on business trips. That in itself was a bit ironic because all she ever does is end up in trouble like dealing with vampires and werewolves and hybrids and ghosts, but somehow being pregnant seemed much scarier than any of that.
She gets the feeling that trying to convince her father that she was really a witch would be easier than telling him she was pregnant.
"I could just compel him," Damon offers, snatching the remote away from her to change the channel.
"No. We're not compelling him just so we have an easy way out," she replies firmly. In reality, though, she knows that she'll probably just end up letting him do it anyway.
"Suit yourself," he replies with a shrug. She sees that he changed the channel to something that looks particularly gory and she feels her stomach churning.
She glares at him and smacks him as hard as she could even though she knows he won't even feel it before she runs to the bathroom to empty her stomach. Morning sickness was such a lie because it happened all day.
According to all the pregnancy books and websites she's been on, she's reaching the stage of her pregnancy where the morning sickness she be stopping any week. Not that that really meant a whole lot because they all but stated that things would get much worse from there on out.
Month 5:
In the end she finally does decide to move in with Damon because it would make life so much easier and he wouldn't stop pestering her about it.
Before she does, though, she decides it's time to tell everyone about the pregnancy. She was at the point where loose clothing couldn't simply hide the ever-growing bump of her stomach and Elena would soon get suspicious if she wasn't already.
When she first tells Elena, the pretty brunette is shocked, but once she gets over the whole "You and Damon had sex?" and "I thought vampires weren't supposed to be able to have kids," she's happy for Bonnie and calls dibs on being godmother as if there was ever any doubt to that.
She also sees a glimmer of hope in Elena's eyes because if Bonnie and Damon were going to have a baby, a feat seemingly impossible, then maybe one day she and Stefan could start a family of their own. Bonnie doesn't have the heart to tell her that she suspects it's a witchy sort of thing that almost never happens.
When she and Damon tell Stefan, she gets the feeling that he already knew and she doesn't find that entirely surprising. Stefan was too damn perceptive for his own good and Damon probably told him at some point because it wasn't exactly a secret that she and Damon have been spending a lot of time together. The younger Salvatore is genuinely happy for the two of them and agrees to be the other half of the whole godparent duo.
Caroline initially has the same reaction as Elena except she adds that she thought Bonnie had just been gaining weight. "I didn't really want to say anything about it to you because that would have been totally insensitive," she insists. The blonde vampire also tells Damon that she better treat her best friend better than he had treated her or else.
Her father doesn't take the news very well at all and Bonnie ends up deciding that Damon could compel him after all. It was taking the easy way out, but after everything she had done to save people and stop Klaus, she figures that she's allowed a freebie or two.
The moving goes relatively quick even though none of her friends let her lift a single box.
"I'm pregnant, not disabled," she complains. She complains with a smile and a hand resting on her expanding belly, though, because she feels so lucky to have these people in her life.
Later on, she finds that her stuff has been moved into Damon's bedroom. When she questions it, he shrugs and tells her she can go find her own bedroom if she wanted to. She considers it, but thinks that maybe she'll like having him right next to her at night so she can wake him up and force him to go satisfy and food cravings without even having to get out of bed.
When she wakes a grumbling Damon up in the middle of that night to get her pickles and peanut butter or face her aneurysms, she decides that she was right.
Month 6:
"We are not naming him 'Damon Jr.'," Bonnie says very matter-of-factly, flipping through a book of baby names.
A few weeks ago, Bonnie and Damon had gone in for an ultrasound and besides finding out that the baby was perfectly healthy, they also found out that he was going to be a boy. This prompted Bonnie to finally start looking into names, which began the current argument.
"Why not?" Damon asks. He's sitting closely next to her, lazily looking at the book. "It's a good name."
"No, it's not," she snorts.
"Yeah, and what do you want to name him?"
"I don't know," she replies with a shrug. "I want it to have a special meaning…what was your father's name?"
"We are not naming him after my father," Damon replies firmly.
The tone of his voice causes Bonnie to look up from her book and upon seeings his expression, she knows not to ask anything further.
"Okay," she says softly with a nod.
In the end, neither of them is able to agree on a name and they decide to just figure it out later.
Later that night, she feels a small, strange fluttering in her stomach and for a wild second she's worried that something's wrong, but then she realizes that it's the baby moving.
Excitedly, she shakes a sleeping Damon awake who begins to grumble about how if she really wants pickles and ice cream, she should get up and get it her own damn self for once instead of waking him up. So, naturally, she literally slaps him awake.
"He's moving," she says with a huge smile on her face. "I can feel the baby moving."
She reaches over to grab his hand and places it on her stomach. For a moment all is still and silent until she feels more fluttering. Her smile grows impossibly wider when she sees a look of wonderment cross Damon's face.
She starts to think that maybe she's actually falling in love with him.
Month 7
Elena happily hosts a baby-shower at her house. Well, in all actuality, it's really just a get-together between her, Elena, and Caroline.
Elena had made a cake and Caroline had decorated the house (despite that Bonnie had told her it was a ridiculous thing to do since it was just the three of them).
Caroline gives her the cutest baby clothes she's ever seen and judging by the immense number of them and the designer labels, she thinks Tyler footed the bill. Elena gives her more practical things like baby bottles.
She arrives back at the Salvatore boarding house—her home now—with a smile on her face.
That night, she lies on an over-cushioned couch in front of a fire place, her back supported by a pillow as she reads one of her pregnancy books. Damon walks in, picks her legs up so he can sit down and then places them in his lap.
"Your ankles are swollen," he observes. He then begins to softly kneed at the inflamed flesh.
"You don't need to tell me that," she replies as she sinks lower into the sofa cushions a lazy smile on her face.
She watches his face, which has a contemplative look on it as he stares at her stomach, hands still working on her sore ankles and she thinks back to the earlier days of her pregnancy when she asked him why he was doing so much.
He had shrugged and asked if she didn't want him around. She had just shook her head and told him that she really did appreciate and just let the matter drop after that.
"Did you ever think about having children?" she asks him suddenly. "Y'know, before you were turned into a vampire."
He looks at her with a small look of surprise that's quickly wiped away by his usual poker face.
"It was the 1860s and I was the first-born son. It was kind of expected of me," he replies simply. "It wasn't something I ever really cared about all that much, so it was never really a big loss for me when I became a vampire."
"And now?" she prompts.
"I'm starting to get used to the idea."
Bonnie's lips quirked upwards at that slightly. Some women would have gotten offended at that statement, but she knows that with Damon it's his actions that count, not his words. He got up at all times of the day and night to satisfy her food cravings, he tried to soothe her sore ankles, and above all else he was there for her.
Despite the third trimester belly between him, she somehow manages to sit up and pull him closer to press her lips against his.
Month 8
She goes into labor a month early, causing mass chaos.
Elena and Caroline are paying her a visit at the Salvatore boarding house for breakfast when she starts to feel uncomfortable pains. She tries to brush it off, Braxton Hicks contractions until she remembers that those were supposed to be painless.
"Guys," she says quietly. "I think I'm in labor."
Caroline automatically starts to freak out while Elena snaps into caretaker mode. She has Caroline go to quickly pack Bonnie an overnight bag while she tries to get ahold of Damon on his cell.
"Elena, I can't be in labor," she whimpers as another contraction hits her. "He's a month too soon!"
"He inherited Damon's patience," Elena jokes, trying to soothe her friend's fears as she helps her into the car.
Damon arrives at the hospital the second she's being wheeled into a delivery room. She finds herself laughing at the ridiculous sight of him wearing scrubs, but is cut short by another contraction.
He holds her hand the entire time and she thinks it's a good thing she's not physically strong because she probably would have broken his hand. He doesn't even get upset when she threatens to set him on fire, which the doctor and nurses find highly amusing until he points out that she's already done that before.
After roughly fourteen hours of labor, she finally gives birth to a healthy baby boy.
When she sees Damon holding their son for the first time, she thinks that she's the luckiest woman in the world.
A/N: So, I'm about 85% sure that Damon is horribly out of character. Originally I had planned on this being a more dramatic story instead of just fluff, but I found out that Bamon fluff his highly addictive…
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