Damon sat in the couch with a picture of Elena in his hand, quietly sipping a glass of scotch.
She'd been gone for 2 weeks now. Off on vacation with Jenna, Jeremy and Stefan.
The same 2 weeks he'd spend sitting at home sighing over the picture, trying to supress his feeling.
His hate for Stefan, his love for Elena, and his anger that Stefan was taking her out of town just to get her away from him.
Elena woke up in the big light room, feeling around the bed, but there was no Stefan. Instead there was a note.
Elena sat up and unfolded the note. "Out Hunting, I'll be back as soon as possible - Stefan 3"
Elena sighed,
He never said anything before the last minute, and she was eager to get home. But Stefan kept dragging it.
She slipped out of bed and looked into the mirror, looking at her naked body, with the little bum starting to form on her belly.
She had no idea how to tell Stefan, and least of all Damon. And more importantly. She had no idea which one of them were the father.
She was surprised that Stefan hadn't noticed yet. The last night of making love, where he kissed down her belly. He should have noticed by now.
Or maybe he had already noticed, and just didn't choose to tell her.
Elena walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water getting into the shower.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her arm and she fell to the ground screaming.
"Elena! It's me! Stefan! shh.." He fell to his knees and took her in his arms.
"Baby it's me. shh... It's ok..." She started to cry in his arms and then took a swing at him punching his shoulder.
"Don't EVER do that to me again!" She screamed in his head. Blushing when she saw him looking at her body.
He pulled her head to his and kissed her long pationately. "No, Stefan." She slipped away from him and shook her head.
"Just no." He looked at her and crawled towards her "Oh come on, You know you want to"
"No, Stefan get off me!" She ran out of the bathroom and picked up her phone, dialing Damon's number. "Damon, help me! No Stefan get off me.."
She cried into the phone and dropped it.
Damon looked frustrated at the phone then stood up. What was that Idiot doing to her? He speeded out of the house and to his car.
He drove to the little cabin in the forest, where he knew they were and slammed in the door. When he walked in the first thing he saw,
was Elena lying on the floor crying. There was no sign of Stefan. But that little fragile human was lying there, naked, crying.
He walked to her and picked her up, then hesitated as she cried "No, Stefan, get off, please, please!"
He stroke her hair back and whispered "Elena, it's me, it's Damon."
She looked up at him and sighed as she saw the worried but very familiar face.
"Damon!" She sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck, having her naked body against his.
He sighed and though she was naked there was nothing turning him on at that moment.
"He, he..." Elena cried. "T-thank y-you"
He held her tight as he had done once before. At that time of course she wasn't this wounderable.
At that moment, he actually had felt like she'd loved him.
She looked at him a way that made him soft, that made him feel like she was the world and nothing else mattered.
First chapter peeps hope you enjoyed it. I had loads of fun starting on this, this was partly inspired by a few other fanfiction writers.
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Next chapter will be up soon.
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