Bonnie POV:

"Stefan, Damon is driving me crazy you have to get him out of this house, now!" I demanded. Now don't get me wrong I love how protective Damon is, but come on I need some space. Every 2 seconds he is at my side asking me if I need anything if im okay, it is getting on my nerves.

"Okay Bonnie ill try" Stefan giggles

"Do you think this is funny" I yell, just then Damon comes running in "what's wrong I heard you yell"

"Please" I pointed at Damon and glared at Stefan.

"Okay Damon, come on were going out for drinks" Stefan said as he tried to usher Damon out the door

"But" Damon started, I cut him off

"Don't worry if I need you guys ill call" I said as Stefan dragged Damon outside.

Finally I thought here I come bubble bath and fettuccine.

Damon POV:

Stefan had been happy to have an all guys night and he had gotten Tyler to come along as well. Now they're all seated on the barstools lining the bar and they're all clutching their beers. I look at Stefan and Tyler and feel horrible in a way when I hear myself say

"God, I really needed to get away from Bonnie…"

Tyler laughs loudly and chugs down the Bud Light in deep gulps.

"Man, I never thought that you'd admit it. Bonnie has been a major pain in the ass the last week."

"Yeah, I know…"

I take a sip of his own beer and leans against my elbows. "She can't help it though. She's so tired of being pregnant. And I know she's really nervous about the delivery."

Stefan nods seriously and mutters: "Hell, I'm not blaming her, man… that shit's gotta hurt… bad…"

I know this. And i can't help but answer that he'll be happy one the delivery is over. When I do both Tyler and Stefan nod again, but then Tyler makes a funny face.

"You should know though my moms friend just had a baby, and ive heard stories. you should know that Bonnies mood will only get worse after she's had the baby. Bro, I'm telling you…you have a fun couple of months to look forward to." Stefan chuckles sarcastically.

"Worse mood? What do you mean?" I ask. Tyler laughs

"Bonnie wants to be hot, right?" he asks with an eyebrow raised. "Yeah… try convincing her that she looks beautiful when she's just given birth, she has breast milk and baby-puke all over her shirt and she's a hell of a lot more tired than she is now…"

Another sip of the beer and im starting to not like the direction this conversation is taking. I order three rounds of shots.

"Oh, and then there's the complete lack of sex of course" Tyler adds in smirking. Stefan adds "Bonnie is pushing a 8 pound baby out through…"

Stefan doesn't get any further because i stop him with a frantic wave of my hand. im feeling scared now, because up until now i haven't really pictured the baby coming out that way.

"Enough, alright? I get it" i mumble "No sex."

I don't remember Stefan leaving to go home, all I remember after that was Tyler ordering more shots.

Noones POV:

It's close to 4am when Damon comes home. He stumbles into the hallway and tries to be as silent as possible when he kicks off his shoes, but his balance is off and he grabs for the wall, bringing down half the rack of coats. Cursing silently he decides that he can clean it up in the morning. He's not in the best shape to do it now anyway.

He had no intention of getting this drunk. When Stefan suggested that he'd spend the night with him and Tyler in a bar he had just figured that they'd grab a beer or maybe two, and then be home again before midnight. But then, after Tyler started with all the stories about tiny babies that couldn't do anything for themselves he simply freaked out at the concept of being a father and kept the drinks coming.

Before midnight he was already drunk, and now, two hours later, he sure isn't the tiniest bit more sober.

Silently he speeds into the kitchen to get a glass of water before going to bed and when he flicks the light on he doesn't even have the time to think before he hears himself yell;

"Oh my god Bonnie! Is it time? Is the baby coming?"

His heart is almost on a stand-still in his chest because his girlfriend is sitting on the floor with her back leaned against the fridge and the wet puddle surrounding her on the floor has to be her water that has broken.

He rushes to her side and he rambles on and on, without giving her a chance to cut in. Why the hell had he drunken himself into a stupor? Now he wouldn't be able to drive her to the hospital. Should he call an ambulance? A cab?

"Are you in pain, baby? Why didn't you wake Stefan up? Why didn't you call?"

His voice is slurry and if he doesn't concentrate and squint a little then Bonnies form divides and becomes two. She however looks back at him as if he's crazy and even in his drunken state he recognizes the irritation on her face. She opens her mouth and he prepares himself for the scolding that has been almost a daily habit lately; the one where she said he was being overprotective and ridiculous for worrying. But instead she mutters:

"What the hell are you rambling about, Damon?"

Confused and wobbling a little, he points to the puddle she's sitting in.

"Your… your water broke…"

Bonnie angrily shakes her head. "I wish! But I'm not that lucky, okay?"

He might by in an intoxicated state, but he bets that even if he was sober, he would still not understand what was going on here.

"Then why is the floor wet?"

She lifts an enormous glass from the floor beside her and mutters: "I spilled, alright? I was so thirsty and so tired so I decided that I'd sit down here while I drank the water. And then I accidentally spilled it out and couldn't get up…"

She glares at him, looking angry but at the same time embarrassed. And extremely cute.

"Because of the belly?" he asks gently, even though on the inside he's laughing his ass off. The worry is lessening by the second now that he knows that she's not in labor. And when she hisses that none of this is funny and that she'll literally smack him in the face if he doesn't help her up, the inwardly giggle turns into a fullblown attack of laughter.

"This is hilarious" he gets out. "How long have you been sitting here?"

But Bonnie doesn't have the time to answer because right then Stefan appears in the doorway.

"What is going on in here?"

Stefan sounds angry too and he gives Damon a disapproving look when he sees him sway drunkenly. Bonnie rolls her eyes from her spot on the floor.

"Damon though I was in labor and freaked out. As usual!"

She holds out her hand to him and with his help she finally pulls herself up from the floor with great effort. Her clothes are soaked and he tries to pull her in for a hug which she refuses. It's not until coming home and seeing her that he realizes that he doesn't care about Tylers horror-stories. Sure, the next couple of months would probably be rough, but so what? They had each other and between a vampire and a witch they should be able to handle a screaming infant.

After all, he has the world's most amazing girlfriend. And even if she's a bitch at the moment and a complete pain in the ass, he still feels like the luckiest guy on the planet.

"I love you…" he slurs, grabbing for Bonnie again and completely ignoring Stefan. But Stefan just sighs tiredly.

"I'll clean up the water mom" Damon says to Stefan "Don't worry…"

Bonnie and Stefan laugh at Damon. Stefan helps Bonnie get Damon upstairs and into their bed. Damon looks up from the bed watching his pregnant girlfriend wobble over to him. "You know that, right?" he articulates a little more clearly, "that I love you, I mean."

Bonnie nods and smiles. He leans in to kiss her.

"Ew…" she mutters "You smell like beer…"

But it can't be that bad because seconds later she kisses him, snuggling even closer.