Hi guys! It's been a while, I know but after several requests to continue the story I have decided to extend it into a multi-chapter fanfic. Now I was playing with the idea of making it a crossover with Twilight but… that was written before I got out of the Twilight phase so now I'm not sure…

Anyway, please enjoy this chapter and remember to review, they encourage me to write more!

Chapter 2

The vampire groaned as he watched his pregnant girlfriend pace through the length of her living room. The past few days had been uplifting for them both, but at the same time they had come in contact with more than a few burdens which needed to be addressed. One of those burdens that proved to be an issue at that current moment, was telling the others about the news. Initially the century old vampire had been reluctant towards telling anybody about Bonnie's pregnancy. But he had soon come to terms with the fact that if he planned to love his little witch openly; without any secrecy, then people would soon discover their… situation. It was through this reasoning that Damon decided they would inform Elena and Stefan, and possibly the annoying blond; Caroline, but that would only be for Bonnie's sake.

"Bonnie you're making a big deal out of this." Damon murmured into his palms. He then ran a hand through his midnight hair and rose to meet his worrying lover halfway through her stride.

"Damon, I've got to tell my best friend that I'm going to be a mother!"

He smirked, "To my child." He said, stroking his witch's soft, dark, loose curls.

Bonnie let out a single bitter laugh.

"That only makes things worse."

It was Damon's turn to frown.

"I'm kidding." Bonnie assured him with a sheepish smile.

"But seriously, this is a big deal… I don't know if I'm ready for this Damon."

The vampire took Bonnie's face into his palm, gazing down at her worried orbs and trying to emit his calm and serenity into her. He understood that she was stressed, and she had every reason to be, but the enamoured vampire could not stand to see her so distraught and he knew all the stress couldn't be good for the baby within her womb.

"Bonnie, everything will be fine. We've stalled this for long enough, you know we need to do this now before we go."

The young witch sighed.

The unlikely couple had made arrangements to visit Bonnie's cousin, Lucy, although it was not for the same purposes as Bonnie had initially intended. Instead, the couple had decided to visit the strongest witch they knew, that was still alive, in order to get some answers concerning the pregnancy. Damon had been especially worried about Bonnie's health and what would happen to his little witch when she gave birth. If she gave birth.

In order for the couple to go to see Lucy, they would need to inform everyone of the news before they departed. They had decided to choose that day for the announcement.

"Fine, we'll go now." Bonnie whispered.

She lay her hand upon her stomach which had grown drastically in a matter of a few days. The teenage girl currently appeared to be two months pregnant rather than merely two weeks. This worried her vampire lover even further, though he didn't voice his concerns as he didn't want to stress her out.

Well, more than she already was.

Damon took hold of Bonnie's hand, squeezing it gently as he listened to her heart hammer in her chest. They walked out of the house hand in hand and headed towards the vampire's car. He helped his witch in and then started the car, carefully driving through empty streets in order to avoid driving too quickly. He glanced at the nervous witch beside him; he didn't want to revisit the consequences of driving so fast that he made his witch nauseous.

Certainly not again.

Damon reached the Salvatore residence and quickly exited the vehicle. Shortly afterwards, he helped Bonnie out and headed towards the front door of the old boarding house. The afternoon was quiet and almost eerie, secrets seemed to loom within the forest and the wind that caused the trees to sway seemed to be hissing an important message. The vampire merely shrugged it off; Mystic Falls was always creepy.

Just as Damon was about to open the door, Bonnie clutched onto his arm, preventing him from doing so. Damon sighed at his little witch.

"Bonnie, we have to do this."

Bonnie gulped and her arms dropped to her sides in defeat.

"Is Elena in there?"

Her vampire lover nodded,

"As is Blondie and Saltzman."

Bonnie's eyebrows raised and her heartbeat sped once more.

Caroline and Alaric were there too?

She took in a deep breath and attempted to calm her speeding heart.

Damon placed a reassuring hand on Bonnie's shoulder and she immediately understood. He wanted her to calm down, and she would.

With a sidelong glance at his pregnant girlfriend, Damon slowly opened the door, reaching for her hand before guiding her into the living room of the large mansion. When they reached the room Damon let go of his witch's hand, deciding that it would be best to explain their situation verbally first. Plus, he wanted to see the surprise on their faces when he told them the truth. The vampire was sure that the reaction of his brother would be the most epic.

"Hey guys, we've come to join the party." Damon greeted, with an enthusiastic grin.

Stefan raised a brow and politely greeted his girlfriend's best friend who stood oddly close to his boastful brother. The younger Salvatore could notice a change in the witch, but couldn't place what it actually was.

"Where have you been Damon?" Elena asked with mild interest.

Damon grinned further,

"Oh… here and there." He said vaguely.

Bonnie frowned and nudged him forcefully on his side, to which the vampire responded with an over-dramatic wince.

"Actually… I… I mean we've, got something to tell you." Bonnie stuttered her gaze locked onto the ground. She swallowed, trying to rid herself of the growing lump in her throat, but it wouldn't budge, and her nerves only seemed to grow.

Damon looked down at his nervous witch, wanting to interfere, but knowing that she'd planned to tell them the news in her own way. He'd insisted that he tell them, but Bonnie didn't think updating his status on Facebook as 'Banged a witch and now I'm a Baby-Daddy' was suitable. In fact the mere suggestion had earned the teasing vampire a whack upside the head, and countless questions regarding whether he really had a Facebook account. Despite Damon's constant denial, to that day, Bonnie still wasn't sure of the true answer.

Damon took hold of his lover's damp hand and squeezed it gently. Bonnie smiled up at him softly and shrugged at the others.

"Damon and I are together."

The room was hushed. To say there were some shocked expressions would be an understatement. Firstly, Bonnie's gaze reached Alaric whose jaw had just about hit the ground, and then Caroline whose eyes had widened to the point where they simply looked comical. Next was Stefan who looked confused but surprisingly calm, Bonnie wondered if Damon's younger brother thought it was a joke, or perhaps he'd expected this to happen some time or another.

The young witch hoped it was the latter.

Finally Bonnie's gaze reached Elena, whose reaction seemed to mirror those of both Caroline and Alaric. At first her best friend was as shocked and surprised as the two, but soon the initial shock dulled from her expression and there was a sudden flash in the young brunette's eyes. An overwhelming wave of emotion invaded her insides and she slowly became aware of how negative these emotions were. Elena could feel jealousy seep into her veins and taint her blood, but she found it hard to resist the green poison. From the moment Elena had met Damon, she had been convinced that there was a connection between them. Sure it wasn't as strong as her love for Stefan was, but it was a connection nonetheless, and it only seemed to increase when Damon had shown transparent signs of attraction towards her.

And yet she now stood in the very awkward position where her best friend had announced her relationship with the dark haired, ice-blue eyed vampire. The young teen simply couldn't understand how the tables had changed so vastly in such a short amount of time.

"You're kidding right?"

Elena looked up, being pulled out of her jealousy-fuelled haze by Stefan's sceptical tone. A new ray of hope shone in her sinking heart. Perhaps this was a twisted joke and Bonnie would pull her hands away from Damon's and laugh uncontrollably at their reactions. Perhaps Damon would join in and then, stuttering through his laughter, reassure everyone that it was just a prank to get a reaction out of them.

Elena waited with bated breath for the upcoming burst of laughter from the pair.

But it never came.

Bonnie sighed 'No, I'm not Stefan, Damon and I are… err dating."

The young witch gripped onto her dark haired lover's hand as second thoughts swirled in her stressed-riddled mind. She was beginning to reconsider telling them the other news they had come to share, knowing that if this was the reaction they had received for just dating, then all hell would break loose if their friends found out about her pregnancy. Bonnie snuck a side glance at Damon, and immediately noticed a change in his demeanour. He no longer radiated ease and confidence and there was a fog of uncertainty entering his light-blue orbs.

Stefan glared at his brother and the two brothers' eyes met in a telepathic battle. Damon's jaw clenched and he released Bonnie's hand, only to snake his arm around her waist. The vampire skilfully disguised the light stroke he gave to the young witch's swollen abdomen before his hand rested on her side.

"Damon you can't do this, I won't let you."

"Oh come on Stefan, who are you, my father? Oh that's right, you killed him." Damon rolled his eyes before resuming his glare at his younger brother.

After a moment Stefan sighed and retreated to an armchair beside Elena, who had still not uttered a word. For now Stefan would let it pass, for Bonnie's sake, but as soon as the two were alone, he would strike a stake through his brother's dead heart.

"Are you seriously dating him Bonnie? After everything this jerk did to me?" Caroline stared at her best friend in disbelief.

Even with her advanced vampiric mind, the blonde teen could not comprehend how her best friend could possibly make the same mistake she had, even after Damon had caused such disruption in her life.

"Caroline, I know it seems weird but we are seriously seeing each other. I'm sorry if it offends you, I really am, but I just… I'm sorry." Bonnie halted; swallowing hard as her a large ball of nerves filled her throat.

"But he's a jerk Bonnie; an idiotic man-whore who plays girls like poker. How could you possibly trust him?"

Damon snorted before the young witch could answer.

"Ouch, I'm not idiotic, and you didn't seem to mind the fact that I was a man-whore when we were dating."

Caroline shot daggers at the smirking Salvatore's direction.

"That's because you compelled me!"

Damon rolled his eyes upwards, letting the comment bounce right off him. He didn't want Caroline to remind Bonnie of his ill-doings; the dark vampire was already fully aware of the fact that he didn't deserve his perfect little witch. To him, Bonnie was like a beaming light shining through the opaque swathe that his heart had been trapped into; she'd torn away all the confinements of his emotions and they had now been set free. Although the sensation had Damon stricken and overwhelmed the majority of the time, he still embraced these new waves of raw emotion that Bonnie caused within him. The vampire's drifting mind was abruptly shaken when Elena approached him with an angry stance.

"How dare you!" she spat, pointing a finger accusingly at the vampire. Damon frowned, confused; what had he done this time?

"You really think I'm going to let you play around with my best friend? After everything we've all been through, I would have thought you had at least some respect!"

Bonnie shook her head, "Elena it isn't like that, Damon didn't compel me."

"But he's playing tricks on you, he doesn't need to compel you Bonnie, he's a full-time liar."

Damon frowned, not liking being talked about as though he was not in the furious brunette's presence.

"I'm not playing around with her Elena-,"

"Oh come on Damon, you don't even have one honest bone in your body! You are incapable of truly caring for someone!"

"You only say that because for once in your life, you aren't the centre of attention!" Damon hisses, his hands balled to fists and his eyes growing darker, accentuated with prominent pulsing veins that surrounded his bloodshot orbs.

Surprisingly, despite the terror that the young human felt in the pit of her stomach, Elena remained in her position in front of the angered immortal, somewhat challenging him, although somewhere in her subconscious she knew it was unwise.

"That's not true!" she replied furiously.

Damon laughed cynically, his titters escaping through his extending fangs.

"Admit it, Elena, you're jealous. You're mad that I'm no longer pining over you and kissing your ass like you wanted me to. Well you know what, screw you Elena. Bonnie and I love each other, and like it or not, we're together now."

Bonnie stared at her best friend who seemed to have been shocked out of her rage. The young Gilbert was speechless and utterly dumbfounded as she stood before Damon. She could feel her veins, which had been poisoned with the heated warmth of jealousy, cool down to a drastic temperature as the jealousy left her and was replaced by shame.

Utter shame and disgrace.

Elena looked into the eyes of her best friend, seeing the way they shone as she glanced at the dark-haired vampire who had resumed his usual composure. She could see that Bonnie was happy with Damon, and it cut through her like a sharp, yet jagged knife.

Elena was confused as to why seeing her best friend happy with the man she'd rejected, caused her so much pain. She couldn't understand why all of a sudden she despised her best friend with all her blackened heart. It was in this moment of perplexity that she ran straight out of the door and through the exit of the house.

A solemn hush came about the room, and Bonnie's gaze never left the path that her friend had taken. She didn't move, could hardly blink, as Damon snaked both arms around her waist and kissed her cheek. The young witch had been aware of the trivial flirtation that was transferred between Damon and Elena, but she'd had no idea it had grown so deeply. She felt betrayed and not by her ever-faithful lover who had assured her that what he'd felt for Elena could never compare to his feelings for her. Bonnie felt that she had been betrayed by the girl who was supposed to be a friend to her. What the young witch had just witnessed showed that the girl who she'd considered her best friend, and had sacrificed so much for, didn't actually care about her happiness. Elena had revealed her selfish and self-absorbed nature and Bonnie couldn't bear to feel the heartbreak that she was made to endure at that moment in her chest.

Contrastingly, the dark haired vampire beside her was furious. Waves of anger radiated off him in a potholed haste as he clenched his hands into tight fists and gritted his extended fangs in his mouth. The vampire hated the fact that not only was Elena proving to be the selfish, inconsiderate girl that Katherine was, but she was also acting in such a manner at a time that Bonnie needed her most. Damon could sense the frustration, disappoint and despair that exuded from Bonnie's aura and he despised the fact that there was nothing he could do.

It was at this moment of utter desperation that a though crossed the vampire's mind. Bonnie, needed a friend and in contrast to his initial opinion, Caroline, or as he preferred; Blondie, had not left the room chasing after the attention-seeking Elena, instead she had remained standing motionless by the fireplace. Damon sighed inwardly and mentally chose his words wisely before he addressed the blond vampire, knowing that his words would either drive her to search for Elena, or sway her to Bonnie's side.

The older Salvatore hoped with all his heart that he would accomplish the latter.

"Look guys, we get it. Bonnie and I are probably in the most controversial relationship ever, but you know what? I don't care, we don't care. Your opinions on our relationship don't matter, we just wanted to let you know our situation, and I personally wanted to see the looks on your faces. Now that we've successfully accomplished both we will be on our way."

Damon accented the end of his sentence with a pause before he took Bonnie's hand and turned to leave. But the Vampire then stopped, fully aware that it would add to the dramatic element of his speech.

"But before we go, I just want to say that, as opposed to what you might think, I love being with Bonnie, and somewhere in between the death threats, witchy aneurysms and voodoo magic-"

The young witch rolled her eyes, "Damon-"

"- I fell for this girl, and I can tell you all that what I have with this judgey little witch, is real and you may not like it, but at the end of the day this is between me and Bonnie." Damon finished with a meaningful gaze at his younger brother, who merely stared back.

Bonnie gulped, hating the direction that this confrontation had taken. She wanted to return home, with Damon at her side, along with a huge pizza and a bag of peanuts; her latest weird pregnancy craving. She was somewhat thankful, however, that her previous craving for ice-cream and parmesan cheese had subsided.

"We should go now." The young witch said, finally finding her voice once more.

"Actually, I'd like to talk to Damon for a second." Stefan rose from his seat and looked once more at his older brother, though this time his gaze held questioning rather than menace.

"Oh the honour!" Damon exclaimed with an evidently sarcastic tone, whilst exaggeratingly rolling his eyes. Nonetheless, after gently squeezing his girlfriend's hand, he led Stefan out of the room and up the stairs into the far more private library. Even as he walked away from the living room, his attention was still centred on his little witch. The dark-haired vampire silently sighed with relief once he heard both Blondie and Rick speak to Bonnie in calm tones.

Once the brothers reached the library, Stefan closed the door behind them, knowing that they were still forced to speak in hushed tones in order for their conversation to remain retained from the Blond vampire's hearing range.

"So brother… what did you wish to talk about?" Damon asked nonchalantly, thumbing through numerous books that had been lazily thrown onto an old wooden desk. The younger Salvatore immediately detected his brother's reluctance to look him in the eyes.

"Damon if this is some kind of game you're playing… it's not right." Stefan crossed his arms and glared at Damon, who'd stopped exploring the Science of Human Psychology according to research from 1984, to momentarily stare absently at his brother.

"I already told you, there is no game, I really have feelings for her." Damon murmured, returning to his book.

Stefan sighed heavily, finally accepting that he had already lost this battle. Damon, as much as he liked to believe otherwise, was very easy to discern. Stefan knew that if Damon was up to no good with Bonnie, he would've been able to figure it out by now through his brother's demeanour. However the older Salvatore seemed to mean what he said. Perhaps there wasn't a more sinister angle to this. Besides, he had to give the young Bennett witch some credit, she had proved numerous times that she had a good sense of judgement and could defend herself in dangerous situations. Although Stefan admittedly found it hard to envisage a more dangerous situation than his brother falling in love.

"Well, if that is the case-"

Damon looked up from his book with a frown, somewhat irritated; "It is the case." He interrupted insistently.

Stefan held up his hands in defeat. "Fine. Then I guess I'm happy for you, I mean, this is kind of weird but you already know that so…" Stefan paused and with a smirk he slapped his brother on the back.

"Good luck."

Damon snorted, choosing to ignore the fact that Stefan had pushed his luck by slapping him.

"I'm gonna need it, for more than one reason…" He'd said the last part significantly quieter, yet a part of him had hoped that Stefan would hear so that he could confide in his brother about the extension to his and Bonnie's circumstance. That part of him was small and almost insignificant; but not quite.

"And what are these reasons?" Stefan asked curiously. The older vampire didn't know whether to sigh with relief or roll his eyes; of course his brother had heard.

"Look Stefan," Damon started, by now his voice was a mere whisper. "What I said about me and Bonnie was the truth…"

Stefan raised a brow, suspecting there was more to this story than what he was previously aware of. "But…"

"But, err… it wasn't the whole truth."

Stefan frowned as he watched his older brother abandon the book he'd formerly been reading, and begin to pace the length of the room thoughtfully.

"Damon, what's going on? What did you do?"

Damon disregarded Stefan's question as his pacing quickened.

"It's not my fault that Bonnie's so… so"

"So… what?"

"So… fertile…" Damon paused to look at the younger vampire who now stood unnervingly immobile, gaping at him in shock and disbelief.

"Damon, what are you saying?"

"You know what I'm saying!"

"Bonnie's pregnant? How? You're a vampire!"

Damon rolled his eyes passively; trust Stefan to point out the obvious.

"Yes, thank you Stefan, I'd almost forgotten that I'm a vampire and it should be freakin', impossible for me to get Bonnie pregnant."

Suddenly the two Salvatore vampires heard a high gasp and their attention was immediately directed towards the now opened door, where a stunned blond vampire stood with her hands covering her mouth in utter shock.

"Bonnie's pregnant… by you?"

"Blondie, what the hell are you doing here!" Damon angrily demanded, furious by Caroline's intrusion.

Caroline snapped out of her dazed state to retort; "I just came up here to tell you that Bonnie is feeling tired and she wants to go home. She said it's because she's been doing a lot of spells lately, but obviously that's a lie because she's pregnant!"

Damon glared at the young blond vampire, despising the fact that she was now in on the big secret before Bonnie had wanted her to be, Damon knew his little witch would not be impressed.

"Look Blondie, this is none of your concern-,"

"Of course this is my concern! Bonnie is my best friend! Was it not enough to take what you wanted from her and leave? No, you had to go and get her knocked up in the process."

The century-old vampire stepped forward in a menacing stance.

"I told you, my relationship with Bonnie does not revolve around sex."

"Obviously not," Caroline interrupted advancing towards Damon. "because apparently there's a baby involved!"

It was at this moment that the younger Salvatore saw it fit to intercept the opposing rivals, raising his arms to prevent the fight he saw brewing.

"Guys we need to stop this alright. Us fighting is not going to help the situation in any way, we need to talk together, so no yelling… Caroline."

Caroline crossed her arms and frowned at the accusation, whilst Damon sarcastically murmured, "Sorry Papa Stefan." Earning a dismal sigh from his brother.

The youngest vampire, quick to seek redemption, was first to speak up. "Stefan's right Damon-,"

"As usual."

The blond vampire continued regardless of the older Salvatore's unnecessary intermission. "We need to work as a team on this… for Bonnie. We can't fight in front of her, it'll only add to her stress, and that's no good for the baby."

"Since when did you become an expert on pregnancy?"

"Since I realised I could never bare a child."

Damon's previous smirk quickly disappeared as he witnessed the fire in Caroline's eyes become nothing more than failing embers as sadness and regret overcame them. Stefan, as always, was quick to divert the conversation.

"Look, we can talk about this some other time, Damon you take Bonnie home, she needs rest."

"Wow Stefan, you know in the space of a single hour you've earned the title of a father, doctor and dictator. I'm impressed, now you can add those to martyr and god."

Stefan frowned, "That doesn't make sense, Damon, a martyr is-,"

"And he is also a dictionary. Wow; all in a days work huh brother?"

Damon smirked and headed for the door,

"Damon we're not done talking about this…"

The older vampire rolled his eyes, "Stefan I know what a martyr is-,"

"That's not what I meant Damon and you know it." Stefan raised a brow and the two brothers were soon displaying a rather impressing staring contest before Caroline, however she quickly ended it by reminding the two Salvatores that Bonnie was waiting in Damon's car. This immediately got the attention of the dark haired vampire and he quickly left the Salvatore's library, with a simple promise that he's 'stay in touch.'

Well that was quite long by my standards, thank you for reading and please review, tell me where you think this should go because I'm open to any suggestions, the current season doesn't provide me with much inspiration for Bamon. : (