This is my first attempt at any kind of fan fiction. Hold on while the story unfolds...even I don't know where this adventure goes...

I own nothing, good God do I wish I did, though...

As Damon stepped out of his blue mustang, he slid his shades atop his head, taking in the boarding house he last laid eyes on a decade before. To a vampire, of course, this is a blip in time. For some reason, however, coming back to the place he called home, the only place he thought he would ever feel like home to him, the time away seemed 10 times longer than it was.

Stefan opened the front door and walked out onto the broad wooden porch of the Salvatore mansion just outside of Falls Church. Stefan and his wife Caroline had lived in the house for the decade that Damon had been away. Not much had changed to the outside of the house, not physically anyway. With open arms, Stefan descended the porch steps to embrace his brother and welcome him back. Damon happily obliged Stefan and the brothers were locked in a tight, loving embrace quickly.

During their brotherly moment, Caroline walked out onto the front porch with her and Stefan's 2 year old son, Jeremy, attached to her hip. Jeremy had his father's emerald eyes and mother's curly blonde hair. Jeremy Gilbert had died 11 years prior and the aftermath of his death sent shockwaves throughout Falls Church, in more ways than the general population knew about. IN honor of Jeremy Gilbert, Caroline and Stefan named their son after him when they discovered that in fact, vampires can procreate after all.

Two years Earlier

Caroline woke up with nausea again. This was day 3 and quite frankly, she was fed up. Thinking perhaps she had drunk tainted blood, she asked Stefan to go downstairs and check their blood supply.

As she remained positioned over the toilet, Stefan came up behind her and began rubbing soothing circles on his wife's back, trying his best to ease her discomfort.

"There's nothing wrong with the blood, Care. I've been drinking the same blood as you and I feel fine." Stefan said, sounding defeated and helpless.

"Then what's wrong with me? Why can I not keep any amount of blood down?" Caroline managed to get out before another wave of nausea attacked.

"Wait, has this nausea been happening every time you eat?"

"No…just…in the mornings…" suddenly, a look of pure shock, cautious excitement, and joy spread over Caroline's face. "Oh my god. OH MY GOD! I'm…I'm…"

"…pregnant." Stefan finished, the same look of total and complete shock registering in his face as well.

"I thought this wasn't…that I couldn't…huh. Well I guess everyone's been wrong. Vampires CAN procreate."

With that, the two fell into one another's arms and Caroline wept. First she finds the man of her dreams in the last place she thought possible, and now her dream of becoming a mother was coming true too. Suddenly, motherly Caroline burst through and she was up and out of a very confused Stefan's arms, rushing to the phone to call Dr. Fell for an official pregnancy test…if that was even possible for a vampire.

While Caroline was busy calling everyone with the assumed news, Stefan pulled out his phone and dialed the only number he knew his wife would forget. Wanting Damon to find out from someone with a normal tone of voice, he dialed his brother.

"Aww. Steffy poo. You miss me?" Damon's sarcastic voice came through the line after only 1 ring.

"Why of course, brother, keeper of my soul. Actually I figured you'd want to hear it from me rather than some blubbering girl, Caroline is…."

Suddenly there was an ear drum bursting squeal and Stefan knew he'd been too late. Damon told Stefan to hold on and after a minute came back saying, "How in the HELL is this even possible? Care is PREGNANT?! That means…"

"You're gonna be an uncle, brother"

"Uncle Damon. I like it. Thanks for at least trying to save my eardrums. Too bad this time you were too late. I better go console the squealing girl in the other room. Congrats, bro. I'm…uh, proud of you."

"Thanks Damon, I'll talk to you later."

And with that the brothers hung up, and everything had changed, again.

Jeremy saw his daddy hugging his uncle Damon and started squealing "Unkie Damon!" while trying to get out of his mother's grasp to get to the uncle he didn't remember meeting but knew about through pictures and his parents. Damon released his grasp on his baby brother and took in for the first time in almost two years the miracle that changed everyone's life. Caroline finally put Jeremy down at the bottom of the stairs and he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him into the arms of his daddy who promptly hoisted him up and introduced his son to his brother.

"Jeremy, remember your mommy and I talking to you about and showing you pictures of your Uncle?"

"Yep." Jeremy responded, popping the 'P'.

"Well here I am, squirt." Damon interjected and was surprised when he found himself being "tackled" by his two year old nephew. Literally tackled.

"Sweet Jesus this kid of yours is strong, Stef." Damon said as he struggled to get out from under his nephew.

"Yeah…about that, he's got the strength of two vampires right now. Guess I should have warned you, sorry." And with that Stefan pried his son off of his big brother, fighting the smirk that sprung to his face to the sight of a full grown, much older vampire being bested by a toddler.

"Meredith said she'd need to do more research, but from what she's gathered, Jeremy's strength will diminish as he grows up until his strength is that of a human when he reached adolescence."

"Um, Stef, will he grow up? And what is he, exactly?"

"I'm a boy, just like your Unkie Damon." Jeremy replied.

"Well, I figured that much, squirt. I would hope that your mommy and daddy wouldn't name their daughter Jeremy."

Stefan set down Jeremy and told him to go play inside and that Damon would be in soon to play too. Jeremy ran to his mommy, still standing on the porch, and motioned for her to pick him up. As she did, she waved to Damon and said "It's really good to see you Damon. It'll be nice to have you around for a little while. Come on Jeremy; let's go find that train set in the disaster area of a room of yours…"

With only Stefan and Damon left standing outside, Stefan answered as honestly as he could. "We really aren't sure what he is, but he's not a full vampire. He eats regular food and travels, as you saw, at human speed. He does have fangs, however, so there's a chance that as his strength decreases, his other vampire traits may make themselves known. There's simply nothing to base any of this on. All we know is he's happy, healthy, and growing at a human rate. With any luck, he'll stop growing when he becomes an adult. If not, I suppose…."

"Yeah, let's not go there until we have to. One dead Jeremy is enough for a good…oh, 80 years."

"Agreed."

"So tell me brother, how's fatherhood treating you? Does the fact that you don't need sleep help?..."

As Damon continued his questioning, Stefan clapped him on the shoulder and the two brothers walked side by side into the mansion they grew up in over a century ago. Damon was home, finally.