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She always believed in hope. Hope seemed to be the only thing she had when he had torn down her walls, leaving her emotions hanging dry in the air, allowing him to claw at them mercilessly. Hope was the friend that wrapped its arms around her when she was in her darkest place.
Now, as Elena gently fluttered her eyelids open, staring sleepily up at the white ceiling, the hope that her growing family would be able to unite had grown. She was stepping towards the future she had always dreamed of; a loving husband, children running around. The smile crept onto her lips as the beams of sunlight pouring in through the curtains danced against her skin. She racked her brain, trying to remember if their reunion was a dream or not. Her answer came not from her memories, but by the chill that ran across her body underneath the sheets from the cool breeze that came from the air conditioning. Sure enough, she was stark naked.
Wrapping the sheets further around her, Elena slowly and softly turned her head to the other side of the bed. An involuntary gasp left her lips when her eyes fell upon an empty pillow, the indentation of a head that had once slept there still present. She sighed, the worst scenarios coming to mind.
Suddenly, the creaks of floorboards echoed, resulting in Elena snapping her head towards the open door. Unfortunately, she could only see the shadows that danced on the wall from the person who was walking towards where Elena had placed Drake to sleep for the night. She didn't know this apartment too well, but she knew that it did not have too great of security. The maternal instincts jumped in, making Elena jump to her feet, having only the sheet wrapped around her body. Quickly, Elena grabbed the first thing she saw was closest to her; an empty glass vase. Holding the sheet with one hand and the vase held high in the other, she tip-toed down the hall, careful not to step on any of the slightly raised floorboards that she knew would create a creaking noise.
Her heart began to race as she came upon the doorway to where her son was sleeping.
Last night, in the midst of their kissing rounds, Elena knocked some sense into herself.
"Wait," She pulled back from Damon, who immediately pouted his lips, "Don't give me that look," She pointed towards Drake, still asleep in his carrier, "I need to get the collapsible crib from the car." Breaking away from Damon's arms, she scurried out the door after instructing Damon to keep an eye on him.
Damon nervously sat down, tapping his foot as he watched his son sleep. All the times he had consumed the alcohol because he had managed to believe his son would turn out like him came rushing back to him. The regret of not being there, leaving his wife to do everything by herself whilst she was carrying his unborn child, crashed down on him. He wanted to make everything up to her.
Her eyes narrowed before her chest heaved up, and, without a moment's hesitation, she leapt into the room, first seeing the darkened figure. She quickly drew her arm back and threw the vase directly at his head, resulting in the glass to shatter against his head. There was a soft howl before he flipped around, a hand clapped over his mouth to stop himself from waking up Drake. There was an inner war present in his eyes, the vampire instincts telling him to rip her heart out while his human sliver was instructing him to back off, allow her some time to process everything.
"Thanks for the wake-up call, kitten." Damon purred sarcastically, rubbing his bleeding head.
Elena widened her eyes, immediately fumbling out, "Oh man, I'm so sorry, Damon. I thought- I thought you were an intruder and with Drake I-"
Damon waved his hand, brushing it off, "Don't sweat it. It'll heal within a matter of minutes."
Elena nodded before walking to his side, seeing what he was looking at before she had thrown the vase. Her eyes landed on Drake, sound asleep in his portable crib. Damon stared down in awe, just as he had done minutes before.
Elena leaned her head against his shoulder, allowing him to run his hand through her hair.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Damon suddenly asked, pulling Elena out of her dream-state.
"What?"
"How we created this life; him." Damon smirked down to her when she snapped her eyes up to him.
She darted her eyes back to the sleeping infant, "He looks just like you."
Damon's smirk grew, "You think?" He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her in closer.
Elena nodded against his shoulder, "It's like looking at your doppelgänger." Damon laughed at this, and, without meaning to, woke Drake up, his tiny head coming forward, eyes wide as he surveyed where the sudden noise had come from. His eyes latched onto his father's gaze, cooing after seconds of silence.
Damon was about to reach his arms out when Drake nestled his head back onto his small pillow and drifted into a deep sleep.
Elena chuckled, "He has strange habits."
Damon took her hand, guiding her out of the room, closing the door behind them. Once they were situated on the bed, he took her hand in his, "We really need to talk."
"We really need to talk, Jeremy." Bonnie came out of the bathroom that same morning, her eyes puffy. She took a seat beside him, looking directly to him.
"Hm?" Jeremy glanced over from the television, immediately sitting up and enveloping her in a soft hug, "What's the matter, Bon?"
Bonnie inhaled sharply, "Promise me you won't get mad?"
Jeremy raised his eyebrows before nodding, "I promise."
After biting her lip, looking towards the wall, and then looking back to Jeremy's eyes, she gripped his hands, "I'm pregnant."
His jaw fell open, eyes wide.
Bonnie, suddenly feeling panicked, rushed out, "I know we're getting married in a few weeks, and we're only 23, so I-I understand if you want to leave me." She hung her head low, dropping her hands from his.
Jeremy snapped back into attention, "Leave you? Why would I ever leave you?" He took her hands again and showered them with kisses, "I love you no matter what."
An overwhelming amount of feelings rushed through her, finally she broke out into a smile, the tears of pure joy rolling down her cheeks.
Elena rested her head against the pillow, "I hope it's nothing too serious." Deep down, she felt this feeling of pure happiness. Immediately, she thought of Jeremy, for they always seemed to have a familial connection with their emotions.
Damon shook his head, "On the contrary. I just wanted to know something."
Her eyebrows rose, "Ask away."
He laid down as so his head was directly next to Elena's stomach, reaching out to rest his hand on the swell where his baby was safely nestled. He stayed quiet, waiting for the moment when he was rewarded with a kick. Elena watched on as he swirled his finger around her now-bare stomach, the baby joyfully kicking back wherever his finger trailed.
Damon smiled genuinely, "I was never told of the gender."
She frowned slightly before running her fingers through his raven locks, "A girl."
Damon snapped his eyes up to her face, breathlessly asking, "A girl?"
Elena nodded, her smile wide, "A daddy's girl."
He chuckled before resting his head against her stomach, listening carefully, his eyes shut. When his baby girl kicked again, he placed his lips on the flesh where her foot had been and kissed it, whispering, "I love you."
A/N: Let's all say it, Awwwww. Cute, fluffy chapter.
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