Damon gazed across the room, a permanent smirk on his face, looking at only one woman. His wife. Elena Gilbert was his wife. As much as they'd gone through together, all the times they chose eachother over and over again; he still reeled from being married to such an amazing woman. Elena caught his eye from across the room and returned his smile. Damon's eyes drifted down to her stomach and he grinned at her.

I'd give it all up in a second to be your husband. Partner. Father of your kids.

And at this moment, he had everything he wanted. Elena Gilbert-Salvatore, was pregnant with his child. Whether it was a boy or a girl, it didn't matter. All he cared about was it being healthy and living a happy life.

They'd moved to Tribeca a year into being married, and Elena had become a doctor a few months before even then. They'd moved back to Mystic Falls and she was in on the orientation at the Mystic Falls City Hospital as a fellow doctor. A doctor that was four months pregnant.

The meeting ended silently enough that when Elena slipped her hand into Damon's he was startled slightly.

"No one ends with ra ra go team anymore?" Damon asked. Elena smiled

"We're going to have more meetings for those kind of things down the road." She replied. Then she wrapped her arms around Damon's neck. "But tonight, my husband," Damon tipped his head back "you are going to take me home and help me get to sleep so I'm up bright and early for my first day as being a doctor in the Mystic Falls City Hospital."

"I can think of a few ways." Damon murmured and kissed her. Elena grinned and kissed him back a few times.

"That's good, cause I really want to go home." Elena replied, sending Damon the look. Damon nodded and she unlinked her arms from his neck to slide her hand down to catch his as he led her out of the small building behind the hospital.

They walked into the Gilbert house, one which Damon had built for her as a surprise and then asked her to marry him, and took no time in beginning to make out. They hurriedly kissed; stripping off each other's clothing as well as their own and stumbling into their four-post bedroom.

Damon had been assured multiple times when Elena first told him she was pregnant, that it was still safe to make love. He had refused to do more than heavy-pet her and announced he would do only that for the next nine months, but Elena knew he'd cave if she bought lingerie. The kind that made a beginning-to-be pregnant woman look sexy. But the first time they'd made love once she was pregnant, it felt like a new experience. Something wonderful between them which had never been there before. It was good, and Elena knew it wasn't just because she had a baby inside her stomach.

Elena fell asleep as soon as Damon turned the lights off, after their love session so Damon was able to gaze at her silently. A few years older, 30, and she still looked gorgeous. A few more wrinkles around her eyes, from laughing, a few more lines around her mouth from yelling at him, a few more lines on her forehead from worrying about him and all her loved ones. She had changed, a lot. But only for the better. More into the woman he was hopelessly, humanly, forever in love with. Had a few more friends to care about, which meant a few more to worry about. Loved Caroline's twins like they were her own. Lovingly devoted hours to correspondence with Bonnie and others. And at the end of the day, usually she and Damon laid in bed, talking about how their day was. Bonnie was in Puerto Rico at the moment, soaking in the sun and watching Enzo get jealous as she flirted with cabana boys. There was going to be a time when Bonnie wanted to stop. She would want to live the rest of her life to the fullest, with alive, fully human Enzo by her side. Whether that last bit was actually going to happen or not was a long shot, but Bonnie had it in her to bring Enzo back.

As for Elena, when she told him she was pregnant, Damon couldn't help but cry. Tears gushing from his eyes, his stomach all clenched, ugly crying. Because he was so happy. He had been so worried that he wouldn't be able to give the love of his life the family she wanted that he almost wanted to try and talk her out of having a family as to distract her from being bitterly disappointed. All because he'd been alive but unable to procreate for a hundred and fifty years longer than her. Elena promised him if he was still worried about it after the baby was born they could adopt.

Gazing at her sleeping face, his eyes drifted to the medium-size baby bump that was now taking center stage. Damon reached out a hand and pulled back in hesitation before setting it softly on Elena's stomach. Her skin felt a little hard, under her cotton shirt, and he caressed the new area tenderly. He would be sure to tell Elena that when she woke up tomorrow. But right now he wanted to do something else.

"Hey there" He murmured to the baby. "I don't know if you can hear, and I know for sure you won't remember this, but uh….this is your dad speaking. I am so excited to meet you. Whatever you turn out to be. A boy, or a girl…a sailor…." The bump didn't move. He hoped that didn't mean anything. "But I want you to know that your dad, when you come out to meet me, is gonna be your number one fan. Your mom and me love you so much it'll make your head spin, to know what we would do for you." Damon flicked his thumb across the top of the bump. "I hope I'm the father you deserve. The father that will hold you when you cry, go to all of your games or practices, cheer you on when you graduate." He paused and took a breath. "You're going to have the best life that your mother and I could possibly give you. And you are going to be amazing." He said.

Damon leaned over and placed a kiss on the baby bump, then turned to see Elena shift in her sleeping position. She murmured to herself and opened her eyes slightly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." Damon murmured

"It's okay" Elena replied, bringing him over to kiss him. "What're you still doing up?" She asked

"Oh, nothing. Just a little father-fetus talk." He said. He looked at her to see her smiling at him. He smiled back. "What?"

"I love how committed you are to this." Elena replied.

"Course I am, Mrs. Elena Salvatore. Not likely I'm gonna throw you to the curb just cause you're carrying a child, how will that look?" Damon said. Elena rolled her eyes and laughed at him.

"I love you." She said.

"I love you" He replied.