Damon and I sat patiently in the waiting room. The room was packed full of expecting mothers all at different stages. There were quite a few nervous men sat beside them but Damon had to be the funniest. His leg kept shaking and he continuously tapped the side of his chair. "Will you relax?" I whispered. "You're annoying everyone."

He stopped and leaned back in his chair dragging a hand through his hair. "What if something's wrong with the baby?" He questioned quietly.

"Damon, everything's going to be fine." I reassured. "You don't need to worry."

He nodded just as the receptionist stood up. "Elena Salvatore?"

Damon chuckled. "Probably shouldn't have let my mother book the appointment." He pointed out.

I rolled my eyes as we both stood up. "Shut up." I muttered to him.

"That door right there." The receptionist smiled.

"Thank you." I said returning her smile as Damon opened the door for me and following me in.

A man with dark brown hair and matching brown eyes greeted us. "Mr and Mrs Salvatore, it's a pleasure to meet you." He said as he held out his hand for the both of us to shake. "I'm Dr Mikaelson but I don't really like the formalities so Elijah will do just fine."

"It's nice to meet you, Elijah." I responded as Damon nodded. "But we're not actually married."

"Yet." Damon added with a smirk.

"Right." He chuckled. "My apologies." He then picked that up two forms off his desk and handed one to each of us. "Here's a pen, you can correct as you fill out your family history. Once you do that, you can make yourself comfortable on the bed and give me a shout." He told us before leaving the room through a side door.

We filled the forms out in silence and then just like the doctor had told me to I lay down on the bed. "We're done!" Damon called out.

The door reopened and Elijah strolled in. Damon handed him both our forms and he quickly scanned over them. "Well, everything seems to be in order. If you could roll your shirt up for me Miss Gilbert, please."

"Elena." I corrected asI did as he said and lay there silently with Damon by my side as Elijah pulled over the machine. "I'm just going to put this gel on your stomach and it will be a little cold."

"Okay." I smiled reassuring.

He squirted the gel on my stomach and I let out a little squeal at the blast of coldness. Damon chuckled before he gently took my hand in his and kissed my knuckle. "Let's meet our little boy."

"Girl." I argued though narrowed eyes.

"So you want to know the sex today?" Elijah asked as he placed the ultra sound remote on my stomach.

"Yes." Damon answered. "We're too impatient to wait the four months."

He laughed. "I was exactly the same with my child."

"You have a child?" I asked curiously.

"A little boy." He gushed. "He'll be two next week."

"Well, congratulations for two years ago." Damon smirked.

"Thank you and congratulations to you too on your baby boy." He responded as he pointed to the screen. "He's right there."

I smiled as Damon smirked. "Told you so. Salvatore's always have boys."

"Then you're also having a Gilbert." Elijah added.

Damon and I frowned in confusion. "Huh?" I blurted.

"Your little girls right there." He grinned. Damon and I both stared at the screen in silence. "I'll print of a photo for the both of you. Here, use this" He said as he handed me a tissue. "to wipe the gel off."

I didn't say a word as I wiped it off and slid of the bed and disposing of it in the bin. Damon still hadn't moved an inch and seemed to be frozen as he gazed off in to space. "You can make another appointment with the receptionist for next month. Here." He handed me the sonogram and I gawked at it in wonder. "Are you okay, Elena? Mr Salvatore?"

"Twins?" I breathed out finally pulling my gaze away from the picture. "Are you sure?" He nodded. "That's just a lot to take in."

"You didn't know?" He questioned. I shook my head. "Well, it's not uncommon for one baby to be hidden during the first ultrasound."

"Thank you, Elijah." I smiled gratefully.

"You're welcome. Congratulations again on the upcoming wedding and the little ones." He replied.

Damon still hadn't said a word as we arrived at the restaurant his parents had told us to meet them at. Damon reached the table first and pulled my chair out for me before sitting down himself. "You both look like you've seen a ghost." Cecelia smiled.

I tried to smile reassuringly but Damon was kind of scaring me with his silent treatment. "So, which one of you won?" Giuseppe asked. "Was it a boy or girl?"

I looked at Damon as he grabbed his drink from the table and chugged it down. "Oh dear, the baby's okay isn't it?" Cecelia questioned growing anxious.

"Yes, everything's fine." I said quickly.

"It's a boy." Damon said, finally breaking his prolonged silence.

"And a girl." I added.

"Twins." Damon breathed out before he gulped.

In an instant I was pulled to my feet and enveloped in to a hug by a squealing Cecelia. "A daughter, granddaughter and grandson all added to the family within the space of the year!"

"You really don't do things half way, do you son?" Giuseppe laughed as he patted Damon on the back before prying Cecelia away from me and claiming me himself.

"You're telling me." Damon muttered under his breath so Cecelia and Giuseppe wouldn't hear him. But I heard him and a feeling of dread settled in to the pit of stomach.

I tried desperately to sleep that night, but it evaded me. My mind wouldn't stop talking to me, telling me that everything was going to go wrong. That Damon didn't want this. That he'd run the first chance he could. "Damon?" I called out timidly. "Are you awake?"

It was silent for a few moments so I sighed before snuggling down in the duvet. "Yes." He answered back quietly.

"Couldn't sleep either?" I asked.

"No."

"It's okay, you know?"

"What is?" He inquired.

"If you want to call this sham off. I mean you didn't exactly sign up for twins. I'll be fine, I'm sure Jenna and Alaric would be more than willing to help me out and I have Jeremy and Caroline. It's okay if you've changed your mind; I'd understand."

"You think I don't want them?" He questioned quietly.

"Well, you don't exactly seem over joyed about it." I pointed out.

"It's a shock." He stated. "I'm a crappy role model and I'm going to be an even worse father but now it's not only one baby I have to care for, it's two. That's why I'm not saying anything because I'm waiting for you to realise that you'll be better doing this on your own."

"Is that what you think?" I was answered with silence. "For what it's worth, I think you're going to be an amazing dad. You don't think I have the same doubts about me? I'm only just eighteen, Damon, I'm still practically a child and now I'm going to be raising two children."

"You don't need to worry Elena." Damon reassured. "You'll be the best mother ever. And you won't have to do it alone. I'll be there every step of the way, even when we get divorced. You'll always have me Elena."

"Thank you." I whispered gratefully. We were silent for a few moments before it actually hit me. Damon and I were going to get married and we didn't know the first thing about each other. I took a huge breath before quietly saying. "Eleven months ago, my mom and I were driving back from a shopping trip. We were driving over Wickery Bridge when a drunk driver crashed in to the side of us." I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall and urged myself to continue. "Our car went off the side of the bridge and in to the water below. I remember screaming at my mom to wake up as the car filled with water, but she wouldn't. Then someone who'd saw the crash, he jumped in, he saved me. But when he went back in, it was too late. That's why my dad hates me." I explained. "Because he blames me for her death." I wiped away a few stray tears that had fallen and waited for Damon to say something. "Are you still there?" I asked nervously once he never said anything.

"Yeah, I'm here. Just still processing." He answered. "It wasn't your fault, you know? It could have happened to anyone but just because you survived and she didn't doesn't mean you should feel guilty."

"I know. My mom would have never wanted me to blame myself."

"Technically speaking, you're not the first person I've asked to marry me." He spoke up.

"Who was it?" I questioned curiously.

"Andie." He replied. "It was when I was leaving for America. We were casually dating and I was pretty sure she loved me. If you tell anyone this I will deny it but I was, yes me the great Damon Salvatore, was scared of being alone in a big city. So I asked her to marry me, but she was too career orientated and she declined."

"Did you love her?" I inquired.

"No." he answered. "I was just scared of being alone."

It was silent again before he spoke up again. "I kind of lied before. I wasn't just freaking out at being a bad father. I was thinking about Arianna Salvatore."

"Who's that?"

"Used to be my grandmother's name, but it could also be our little girls name. But if you don't like it, you can call her something else."

"No." I smiled. "I like it, it's beautiful. Did you have any boys names?"

"Not yet, but I'll keep thinking." He responded.

"Damon, you can sleep up here, if you want to." I offered. "I'm being selfish, the bed is big enough."

"Are you sure?" He asked as he sat up so I could see his face, illuminated by the moonlight. I nodded so he slowly pulled himself to his feet and pulled the covers back before sliding under. "Goodnight, Elena." He smiled.

"Goodnight, Damon."

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