A wise man once said, "A half truth is the most cowardly of lies". Although at times it is necessary to tell a white lie, a half truth is something that goes undetected, and ends up showing up at the wrong time.
It was the wrong time for this to happen. For Elena, someone I have risked my life for countless times, someone who I waited half a decade for, someone who I trusted to tell me something like this. I didn't end up giving her the expression she deserved.
"Elena, am I the father?" I asked, suddenly overcome with impatience and frustration.
"Stefan, it was a bad time and you were talking about waiting until we killed Ryan, and that one time-" She said, having me cut her off at the end. I muttered something along the lines of "I need time to think" and walked out of the room into the hallway and collapsed on a chair down the hall from the room. I put my head in my hands and just sat there. I tried to wash away all thoughts, trying to clear my head to rationalize what I just did.
Nothing could justify that storming out of the room the second Elena began to open up to me was right. That it was the noble thing I promised I would give to her for the rest of her life. I just don't know anything about this. About the fact that vampires can pro create despite all of the efforts and statistics that have proven otherwise. The only circumstances have been cross breeds which have one vampire parent and a human parent. The only problem was, Elena is a vampire, and I am a vampire.
Nothing makes sense to me anymore. I keep thinking back to a time when everything was simple for us. I try and find a memory that didn't involve life threatening situations, or was because of us escaping harms way. I realized early on in the search that the only memories I have of us ever truly happy without the threat of tomb vampires, crazy ex girl friends, werewolves, or original vampire brothers was before she knew I was a vampire. In the two weeks before she found out, things were easy. Yet, in some way, they weren't. Because of the difficulty of hiding who I am, I constantly made things awkward and ended up sounding rude when trying to cover up my identity.
I still had my head in my hands when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up to see Damon standing over me with his arms crossed, smirking at the shame I must be sulking in.
"You look like you just got your balls ripped out from you" He said, knocking my head off of my hands.
"Yeah well something just came up." I replied blandly, not sitting well with Damon.
"Brother. She obviously didn't just say like oh why don't we go get pizza when I get out of here" He said, stating the obvious. I shook my head and looked down, not wanting to admit to him what I just did.
"Well if you're not going to tell me, you might as well go apologize for whatever the hell you just screwed up because she's out of here in a few days, and if you continue on with this dick persona you might as well just let her go now." He lectured, making me think none the less.
"I- I think I'm Summer's dad" I said for the first time out loud. He looked at me blankly for a second and snapped back to reality where he patted me on the shoulder.
"What's the problem with that? Now you guys can have that annoying family you were going to have anyways, now it's actually yours and not her dead bastard husbands kid" he said truly.
I thought about it for a few minutes after Damon left. The fact that at one point we actually talked about our future together. How we would get married young, and move away from Mystic Falls, possibly in a small town on the east coast like in North Carolina or something. We would wait a few years to mature, and then possibly look into adopting a baby and raise him or her together. We never really talked about the aging issue, probably just waiting until it came up. We had a life together. Now, Elena is out of her abusive relationship, Klaus is dead, and Elena has a baby in her arms that may or may not be ours together, something we only could have dreamed of happening back when we had a plan.
I took a deep breath and walked back to the door of the room, watching as she cooed to Summer, stroking her hair and taking pictures with her iphone. I smiled and walked through the door, resuming my position at her bedside.
"Elena" I said at the same time she said "Stefan".
"No, Stefan, let me talk first. Summer is not your obligation. She is mine, and I never intended on forcing you into my life. You're just always saving me and sometimes it's nice to feel protected. I don't know whether or not Summer is yours, but she's mine. And I want to be yours. So it's up to you now. If you choose me, you choose her."She stated firmly, looking into my eyes with her chocolate brown gaze.
"Elena, I want to be in Summer's life. I want us to be together. It's just hard for me to take ini considering if she is mine, it's physically impossible for vampires to procreate. It defies the laws of nature that the first witch ever set up. And Summer looking that much like me is almost scary for me. I want nothing more than to be with you." I spilled, taking Summer's foot and kissing her toes.
Silence filled the room, allowing me time to pack up Elena's things considering she is being discharged tomorrow.
After a few hours of me running around greeting out of town family members and driving to the boarding house to get it ready for Elena and Summer to come home. Elena and I agreed to live together, which came with specifications.
After being discharged, I drove Elena to her favorite coffee shop to get her her only vice- coffee. I gave her a tour of the new wing of the boarding house that was not in use that I decided to utilize for the baby.
I blindfolded her to enhance the fun and allowed her to open her eyes after she was in the room. When I showed her the nursery I built for Summer Elena cried and kissed me passionately, promising that she would finish the task as soon as we got a spare moment to use.
That night Elena and I laid in bed with Summer in between us, playing footsy under the covers. She had a worried look on her face, completely different than my blissful smile.
"What's going on baby" I asked worriedly.
"Stefan, I've kept a really big secret for a long time and I didn't know how to tell you. When I told you I was a vampire I-…." She said, breaking off her sentence.
"So?" I asked again, afraid of the response I was about to hear.
"So… I'm not actually a vampire." Elena said.
A/N: sorry for the delayed update, NO TIME! Soooo much school! TVD was amazing tonight! Perfect amounts brotherly love and stelena recovery. Keep the reviews coming please!
