Veronica's POV

I heard the soft hum coming from the engine as I woke up. My head was leaned against the window, and when I opened my eyes, I could see trees passing me, quickly.

"Morning, sleepy head." Damon cooed. I looked over at him and smiled as I stretched.

"Morning." I say tiredly. In that moment, all emotions were wiped from my face.

"Stop the car." I say quickly. Damon went to object so I stated quickly, "I feel sick, stop the car, Damon."

He looked concerned as he quickly pulled over and I jumped out. I then doubled over and started puking.

I felt Damon's hand rubbing my back, trying to make me feel better, and it worked a little.

"Im sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. Every time I go get checked out, the doctors can never find anything." I say still leaned over. My mind then wondered about the prophecy that Mom told me about. Could it be real?

"Don't apologize. It's a normal reaction to whatever your body's going through. You can't control it." Damon smirks.

He then asks, "Are you hungry now?"

I giggled as he have me a water bottle to clean out my mouth and I replied, "Im starving!"

After my little episode, Damon and I got back in the car and we started on our way again.

"So, where is it that we are headed to anyway?" I asked as I reclined the seat a little. Damon smirked as he focused on the road and said, "Georgia!"

What could he possibly need in Georgia? Oh, wait, he's probably going to find answers on how to get Katherine out of the tomb. My smile slowly faded into a frown.

"I know why we're here. And I just want you to know that I will help you get her back. I promise." I said softly.

Damon smiled gratefully as we pulled up to a place called Bree's Bar.

As soon as we walked in, we were greeted by a beautiful black women.

"No. No it can't be. Damon? My honeypie." The women, I'm guessing who's Bree, exclaimed.

I'll admit, I felt nothing by jealousy when she walked over to Damon and started to kiss him. I cleared my throat as I made my way to a seat at the bar. I knew they had pulled apart because I had heard Bree giggle.

"I'll be right back." Damon said as he put his jacket on the chair next to me and headed for the bathroom.

"Hi, I'm Veronica." I introduce myself as I held out my hand towards her. She shook it and smiled as she said, "Bree."

"Do you possibly know any witches around here? Because I need to know what's wrong with me that the doctors can't find." I said quickly, wanting to get this convo out if the way before Damon comes back.

"Well, sweetheart, just tell me what's wrong and I'll see what spell I can do." Bree said as she leaned over her bar. I told her all of my symptoms and asked why it would be hard for the doctors to find anything.

"Oh my God, you're her!" Bree said in awe. Confused, I asked, "What does that mean?"

"Baby girl, you are the girl that is a part of that prophecy."

My stomach dropped. I then asked, "Is there anything you can do to confirm it?"

Bree then took out a salt shaker from behind the counter and said, "If the salt floats, that means it's true. But there is a possibility that the ancestors cloaked the baby and that's why doctors can't find anything."

I then took a deep breath as she poured salt on the counter. I looked around to make sure Damon was nowhere around while Bree started to speak what sounded like Latin.

I stared at the salt closely and noticed the tiny grains starting to float.

Bree then started to say different words and then my stomach started to feel really wierd.

"What did you just do?" I asked nervously. Bree then stopped her magic and said, "I uncloaked your baby. Guess the ancestors didn't want human doctors to know."

I breathed out as Damon came backand sat next to me.

To try and help take the attention off of what just happened, Bree grabbed a bottle of booze and started to fill shot glasses down the line while saying, "Here's to the man that broke my heart, crushed my soul, destroyed my life, and ruined any and all chances of happiness. Drink up."

Damon then drank his and my shot. I smiled as Bree asked me, "So, how'd you get roped in?"

"Well we met at a bar in our hometown, and I don't know, he just walked me home and I guess we have a good friendship." I said. Bree giggled and said, "Well, whether you're roped or Whipped, just enjoy the ride."

"So, how did you two meet." I asked and Bree giggled again and replied, "College."

I giggled and asked Damon, "You went to college?"

"I've been on college campus, yes."

Bree then spoke, "About 20 years ago, when I was a sweet young freshmen, I met this beautiful man, and I fell in love. Then he told me about his little secret, which made me live him even more, because you see, I had a little secret of my own that I was dying to share with somebody."

"She's a witch." Damon whispered in my ears, sending chills down my spine.

"You changed my world, ya know." Bree told Damon and he replied with a smirk, "I rocked your world."

Bree then turned to me and asked, "He's good in the sac, isn't he? But mostly he's a walk away Joe." Bree asked me. I smirked and said, "Your not wrong about that."

Damon smirked, knowing I just helped his ego get bigger.

"So, what is it that you want?" Bree asked.

My phone started ringing. It was Jenna.

"Hey Jenna, hold on, it's loud in here."

"Veronica? Where are you? Your parents know that you're not with Bri and Lilly." Jenna exclaimed. Shit. I forgot to tell Bri and Lil to cover for me.

"Um, I'm safe? I'll be home later, I just found out something major." I exclaim.

I hear Jenna sigh and say, "You're lucky your an adult, missy, or I would've been more strict with you!"

I giggled and said, "Sure you would. I love you, see you later."

I then hung up the phone and giggled, but everything went downhill as I felt someone cover my mouth and start to carry me away.

It was getting darker and the guy that kidnapped me was a vampire. He put me up against a water tower and told me that he was told not to hurt me, but that I shouldn't try anything.

Damon then came around the corner and from right then, I knew it was an ambush.

"DAMOM, NO!" I yelled, trying to get him to go away, but it didn't work.

This vamp dude was beating him to a pulp and then started to pour gasoline all over Damon.

"Please don't hurt him!" I pleaded.

The Vampire turned to me and said, "You'll be thanking me when I'm done."

Trying to stall, I asked, "Why are you doing this?!"

"HE KILLED MY GIRLFRIEND! She went to go visit his brother, Stefan, for his birthday."

I then thought which girl Damon had killed around Stefan's birthday, besides Vicki.

"Lexi...Lexi was your girlfriend. But she said that you were human." I whispered.

The Vampire then turned to me again, with tears in his eyes as he said, "Yeah, well, when you want to be with someone forever, you have to change. But he took that away from us! From her!"

He then started kicking Damon and I started getting frantic, "Lexi said that when it's real, you can't walk away! Don't do this, please, I'm begging you! He'll get what comes to him, just don't do it now, please!"

The Vampire then put down the lighter and I sighed a breath of relief.

"Thank you." I said to him and he looked at me once more and said, "It wasn't for you." and ran away.

I then ran up to Damon and grabbed onto him.

"You okay?" I asked as I check all over him.

Damon then grabbed my hands to stop me and said, "I'm fine. Did he hurt you?"

"No, he told me that he was told that he couldn't hurt me no matter what I did." I said. He probably knows about the baby, but the only other person that knew about the baby was...

"Bree." Damon grunted.

We walked back around to the car and Damon told me to sit in the car. I have a feeling that Bree might take a turn for the worst.

It was quiet in the car for about 30 minutes until Damon stopped at a motel.

"Come on. You need rest and food." Damon said as he parked the car. Before my hand could touch the door handle, my door was already open with Damon holding his hand out.

I grabbed it with a smile and got out of the car.

We checked in for a few hours and I ordered a bunch of junk food.

"You sure you can eat all of that?" Damon asked as he laid on his side on the queen size bed seeing all the chip bags, candy bars, fruit, and donuts.

"Oh, I'm sure." I said. Now that I know that I'm pregnant, I had this craving for junk food and fruit.

Damon went to grab some chips from the bag I had open and I absentmindedly slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch my food." I said sternly. Damon was as surprised as I was.

"I am so sorry! I don't know why I did that." I said.

Should I tell him that I'm carrying his child? He's gonna find out eventually. I couldn't stop myself from talking as I started saying, "Damon, I have to tell you something. It's a serious topic and when I tell you this, can you promise me you won't freak out?"

I've noticed that whenever I wanna talk serious, Damon gets concerned and that's one of the many things I love about him.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I took a deep breath and started explaining.

"So my mom told me that there was this prophecy that was created by the witches about a thousand years ago. The prophecy was set in stone for a girl to be able to concieve a child with a supernatural being. Mostly Vampires..."

I couldn't stand him staring at me so closely, so I wiped my hands off and walked over to the window and looked at the sunrise.

"I don't understand. Why did you want me to know that?" Damon asked as he shifted and stood up. I heard him step towards me and then tears immediately sprung to my eyes as he turned my head for me to look at him.

"You can tell me, Vivie."

I exhaled and finally say, "The prophecy was made for me... Damon, I'm pregnant...with your child.