Title: He's Easy Like That
Disclaimer: I do not own TVD – I'm just borrowing!
Rating: M for language.
Author's Note: I'm running out of ways to thank you guys. Amazing reviews yet again. Thank you so much.
Now this chapter is probably quite fluffy – which isn't really my style but I figured that getting your first ultrasound can turn a guy into a pile of mush. Although this is Damon, he does it in his own way – with style and class!
Hope you like – next chapter is I think going to be Stefan coming back and finding out the happy news!
And now to the story...
Enjoy!
Ave x
'I hate hospitals,' he grumbled.
Elena smiled and took his hand as they sat in the waiting room of the obstetrician.
'Why's that then?' she asked.
'It's so depressing...and all I can smell is blood.'
She looked affronted and Damon smirked at her reaction.
'Oh relax, I'm not going to go chow down in the emergency room. I gave all that up remember?'
Elena relaxed at the genuine smile he sent her way.
'The things we do for love,' he said absent-mindedly.
'How can you think this is depressing, you're going to see your child for the first time. You could be a little more enthusiastic.'
Damon wasn't about to let on how anxious he was about the whole thing. He'd been taking everything in his stride the past couple of months, knowing Elena was pregnant was easy, but seeing it there on a screen in front of him was a completely different story.
Not to mention he was worried about if the kid was even human and if it was healthy or not.
He smiled back at Elena and squeezed her hand to relieve her concern.
The nurse came and showed them into the exam room and told Elena to get comfortable on the bed. Damon didn't like the look of the stirrups on said bed and prayed to God those wouldn't be used today. He needed more time to prepare for seeing Elena in that kind of position.
'Would you relax and stop pacing,' Elena complained, 'you're making me nervous.'
Damon was relieved to hear it.
'Finally, some acknowledgement that you are a tad worried about all of this.'
'I'm not worried,' she responded indignantly, 'I know everything will be fine with the baby, call it a woman's intuition, but this you is not exactly helping me feel like you're not going to go running for the door any minute.'
Damon knew that this was her biggest fear, well maybe not just Elena's but any pregnant woman's – being left to handle it all on her own. It bugged him she didn't believe that he wouldn't.
'Elena, I'm not going anywhere ok.'
He picked up her right hand and planted a kiss on it. He could feel her heartbeat ease slightly, but she was nowhere near as relaxed as she should be. He had to get her to calm down.
He stood up, taking off his leather jacket. He then began to unbutton his shirt.
'Uh Damon? Damon what are you doing?'
He could hear her heartbeat increase again and frowned. So did Elena.
'You're crazy if you think we're going to get it on in here,' she whispered harshly, straightening her t-shirt and shaking her head.
He just winked at her reaching over for the bottle. He opened his shirt more fully, flashing his abs to her (any excuse really) and squirted the cold gel onto his chest. He winced slightly.
'Ooh...tingles.'
Her face was a picture as he turned on the sonogram machine and started rolling the probe over his upper body, searching for something he knew wouldn't be there.
'What on earth are you doing?' she hissed watching him play with the machine.
'Searching for my heartbeat,' he replied quite matter-of-factly.
The machine was on but it stayed silent.
'You don't have one,' she hissed again.
Well I know that...but just because we know the Loch Ness monster doesn't exist won't stop people from looking for it!'
She watched him fiddle with the machine again, this time drawing it more sensually across his body as Elena eventually broke down into a fit of giggles.
'You're crazy you know that?'
'Comes with being a vampire sweetheart,' he grinned as she shook her head in disbelief at his antics.'
'You're such an idiot sometimes, come here,' she said, motioning for him to give her a kiss.
'Now that's more like it...' he purred as he put down the probe and used a paper towel to wipe the excess gel off his chest. He leaned over the bars at the side of the bed and kissed Elena fully as she grabbed at the lapels of his still unbuttoned shirt.
'Hey, come on, keep it to the bedroom,' the Obstetrician shouted as she walked into the room to find Elena and Damon in a passionate embrace, 'you guys already made the baby, now's the time to see it, not recreate its conception.'
Damon groaned as he pulled away and buttoned his shirt, not missing the appreciative look the Obstetrician sent his way when she noticed the rippling muscles of his torso. He just smirked and shook his head. Seriously, he was here with his pregnant girlfriend, as if he was going to flirt over her bed with the doctor. Vampire or not.
He settled down into the seat next to the bed. Elena did as she was told by moving her shirt up to just under her chest and pulled her jeans down a little as she lay flat on the bed. Damon wondered why it was never that easy to get her to do that when he asked. He looked at Elena's stomach as the Obstetrician put on the gel and started to move the probe across it. She still didn't really look like she was pregnant, but the low rumble of the sound wave told both of them, there was definitely something there.
He took her hand without even realising as the image on the screen became clearer, the probe stopping on Elena's stomach, having located the position of her baby.
'And there it is.'
Elena didn't cry, but instead let one single tear roll down her cheek as she could clearly make out the outline of the foetus the doctor was pointing to. It was real. And it had a heartbeat. The breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding was slowly released as she looked over to Damon, who was sitting staring at the machine with a relaxed smile spreading slowly over his features.
'I reckon you're almost 14 weeks going by the size of the baby and you're last menstrual cycle. You know, it's usually too early to tell at this stage but if you want, I'm 99% sure I can tell you the sex of your baby.'
Damon was still glued to the screen not even hearing the doctor. Elena spoke up instead.
'We uh, we haven't really talked about that, so no, I don't want to know...not yet anyway.'
'Ok then, maybe at your next appointment then which will be in six weeks time. I'll print you out a picture of the scan and give you a few moments. There's more paper towels over there to clean yourself up. Both of you.'
The Obstetrician took one final look at Damon trying to look stern about him attempting fornication in her exam room. In the end she just shook her head longingly at how beautiful he and his body was before walking out the room leaving them alone.
'Earth to Damon, you in there?' Elena waved in front of his face as she tried with her other hand to wipe off the excess gel from her stomach.
'I can hear it Elena.'
She heard him but focused on making sure she had all the cold, clear gunk off her stomach as she replied with an 'I know, I heard it too. It's pretty breathtaking.'
'No Elena, you don't understand, I can hear it, the heart beat...'
She looked up at him and could see how intense his face was, like he was confused but not as though he was annoyed about it.
'I can still hear it Elena,' he turned to look at her, 'but the machine is off.'
She shook her head in her own confusion. She knew he had sensitive hearing, he was a vampire after all, but this was bizarre.
'It's there, like a little flutter or something, it's faint, but it's there,' he smiled again, turning towards her, before frowning a little, 'I don't know why I couldn't hear it before.'
She took his face in her hands and kissed himfully, swinging her legs off the bed and launching herself onto his lap. He didn't need to think before pushing his hands up into her hair and pulling her closer to him as his other hand rested on her cold stomach under her t-shirt.
'I love you,' she breathed onto his lips as he kissed her over and over, nodding as he felt Elena getting carried away.
'Come on, I should get you home.'
'Mmhmm' she nodded as he kissed her again. He found it hard to concentrate when she was perched on his lap and grinding into him.
'Seriously I know you find me irresistible but there's a time and a place Elena,' he lectured finally trying to pull himself away from her, 'if you're not careful the doctor will come back in and we'll be banned from ever coming here again. Do you want a home birth? I sure as hell don't.'
'I know,' she whispered in his ear.
He stopped responding to her kisses and pulled her away from him, realising exactly what she was up to.
'You saw her trying to flirt with me didn't you?'
Elena sighed and got up out his lap, nodding shamefully in reply to his question.
'I knew it!' he all but cried out, 'So this was like your hormonally charged version of peeing around me to mark your territory. You wanted her to walk in!'
She smiled seductively and shrugged her shoulders.
'Well Elena, I never pegged you as being into a little voyeurism. Don't get me wrong, I like it...' he drawled.
'I blame the hormones,' she replied, picking up the sonogram picture and taking his hand, 'how about you take me home and I'll show you just how crazy they make me?'
'Well when you put it like that...' he reasoned and before she knew it she was in his car and heading back to the boarding house.
Well, not my favourite chapter, but fun to write nonetheless. Let me know what you think!x
