Fairy Godmother

Chapter Five: Time Goes By

Announcing to their friends and family wasn't as hard as they thought it would be. In fact, they couldn't be any happier for the soon-to-be-parents.

Elena glowed everywhere she went and Stefan couldn't be more proud of his family. He never thought he'd get the chance to be a father . . . but now he did and with the woman he would love for all eternity. And, he showed it. He doted on his wife 24/7. And despite her protests that she wasn't 'sick, just pregnant' he knew Elena enjoyed it more than he did.

Things went on as usual for the two. Her going to class and work and him writing his novel and going to work. They met with their friends several times a week, spent time together, and planned for their new future together.

Before they knew it, a couple of months had passed and she had a belly to prove of the life inside of her. Everything was perfect. The baby was healthy, Elena was healthy, and she felt fine.

Until the day she found herself drinking the blood bags from the cooler in the basement. Upon further investigation Bonnie found that even though Stefan was technically human at the time of conception . . . the baby was still part vampire. Luckily the blood-drinking was only during the pregnancy.

Again things went back to normal for a little while. They started setting up the guest bedroom next to theirs as the baby's room. Elena didn't want to know whether they were having a boy or a girl and Stefan supported her so they decided on nuetral colors. Caroline and Tyler surprised them with a hand-made wooden crib that Tyler made himself (he'd taken up woodworking as a hobby to channel his anger). And Caroline helped Elena decorate the room—it turned out that a short attention span was a normal pregnancy thing, at least for Elena. Jenna—who'd picked up knitting during her pregnancy with Zoe—made her grand-neice or nephew a blanket and hat as well as several outfits. Ric was just glad he got a break from receiving the many handmade socks and sweaters from his well-meaning wife.

Next came the day when Elena was drinking some mint vervain tea . . . and nearly choked on it as it burned her throat. That and her prized vervain necklace from Stefan burned her skin. And once the necklace was off—temporarily, of course, until after the birth—Stefan found he could not compel her as if she was a vampire. Okay, he kinda liked that part 'cause it meant no other vampire could compel her either.

Also, Bonnie had to make Elena ring because while the sun wouldn't burn her it gave her a horrible rash and hurt her eyes. Again, Bonnie confirmed that all this was temporary. Safe to say, Elena was relieved. She felt empty without her necklace.

However despite the extra quirks it was a fairly normal pregnancy. She peed at least a dozen times a day. One minute she was eating some strange concoction—more than not involving blood—and the next the smell of everything—also more than not involving blood—sent her puking in the nearest recepticle. Every part of her body was sensitive to the touch—sometimes in pain and sometimes...not. Her moods changed with the second hands on the clock. Also, she was very very clumsy.

After an accidental fall during her fifth month in the campus parking lot—she tripped on a curb—she was sent to the hospital. Nothing major, just bed rest for the remainder of the four months. That's when the real moodiness began. She was bored, she couldn't sleep, she wanted food . . . and anything else she wanted and asked for during a five minute period . . . and then repeated every day all day.

At first Stefan was taking care of her by himself . . . but just a week and a half and he was in way over his head. So . . . Jenna, Ric, Tyler, Caroline, Bonnie, and Jeremy took turns with Stefan staying with both of them.

As she neared the middle of her eighth month, she started wondering what it—being labor—was going to be like. Caroline couldn't help because she'd adopted her son and Jenna . . . Jenna had had to have an emergency c-section. Her old wounds from when Katherine compelled her to stab herself didn't allow for a natural delivery. And so . . . Elena decided to ask elsewhere . . .

"Stefan, please . . . take me to the tomb," Elena begged from their bed as her husband paced the floor.

"No way, not going to happen," Stefan said again, shaking his head. "You're supposed to be in bed . . . not chatting up old ancestors about childbirth."

"Please! I need some answers," Elena said. "I-I'm scared . . . and I just need someone to talk to. Jenna and Caroline are no help."

"I will not agree to this," Stefan said. "Too many things can go wrong. I won't risk anything happening to you or the baby."
"Like what? She's stuck behind a seal. She hasn't had blood for years and she can barely move. Besides, baby won't let her compel me. You know that," Elena reasoned.

"I just . . . I don't have a good feeling about this," Stefan sat down beside her, taking hold of her hand.

"Come on, I've been stuck in this bed for months." Elena said. "A few hours isn't going to hurt anything."

Months of dealing with hormonal time-bomb Elena have worn down Stefan's resolve or he would have never considered what he was about to say. He still didn't have a good feeling about this . . . but he also didn't like to turn his wife down. Sometimes lately he wondered if she didn't have the ability to compel other vampires too—namely him. He sighed, standing up and pacing again. "Fine. But I'm staying right there. I won't let you out of my sight."

She gave him one of her patented 'don't mess with me' looks. "Stefan, I can't talk girl talk with a guy around. Even if you are my husband it's still creepy. It'll be weird enough because she and I look identical . . .well, except for my belly." She rested her hands on her baby bump.

He could see she wasn't going to let up on that one, but . . . "Fine, Caroline. Caroline's a girl."

"No, Stefan," Elena shook her head. "Just me and Katherine."

Stefan sighed. "Fine."

Elena smiled. "Thank you, Stefan." She reached out her arms. He sighed again, going over to and leaning into her arms. She hugged him tight, holding on to him. Then she kissed him . . . She came up for air, gasping for breathe. "Um . . . maybe Katherine can wait . . ."

Stefan nodded, kissing her again and gently leaning over her . . . she giggled.

To Be Continued