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Begin Again- Chapter Thirty-Five
Damon's P.O.V.
I've been walking around the house on pins and needles for the past hour and nothing, not even holding a very fussy Zach in my arms is helping me relax. My stomach's in knots when I hear the door open and she walks into the house with a huge grin on her face.
"So...Has he called you back yet?" Bonnie asks me, referring to the one of the head guys involved with deciding on my case as to if they should promote me to Fire Marshall or not.
"No, he hasn't and it's-" I start to say as I pause, watching Bonnie freeze in place too as we both hear the phone in the kitchen ring. I hand her Zach quickly, telling her over my shoulder she should take him into the nursery, just in case if he starts to cry again- like he has been for the past 25 minutes.
"Salvatore residence. This is Damon speaking." I say in a breathless tone, hearing him laugh as I grit my teeth back, anger going over my body when he states. "Well, I thought you had forgotten about me while we were away. Although, I've seen you've been feeding my dog very well- Charlie needs a run, Damon. He's gotten fat." Stefan comments with a loud laugh, hearing me exhale out a breath, starting to open my mouth when he cuts in.
"So, I was thinking that you and Bonnie could come over, Elena misses both of you and so do the kids. I'm calling Caroline and Tyler over too. It'll be like old times." He tells me. I can picture the smile on his face when he says it, inhaling as he adds. "So, have you heard from the guys at work about your promotion?"
I laugh into the phone, everyone is as anxious as I am to find out the status on how different my life could be not only for me. But, for my family if I get this job. We'd be financially okay and Bonnie and I could send Zach into a good school when he gets older. This job promotion- could change our lives for the better.
"Nope, still waiting. But, we'll be there tonight, Give my niece and nephew big hugs for me. See ya tonight!" I tell him, quickly hanging up the phone and staring at it, my stomach's still in knots, still nauseous as I sit and continue to look at the phone. Although, the moment I look away from it and up at the window, watching the sun disappear behind the fluffy clouds in the sky outside, it rings again.
My hands are shaking when I pick it up and my lungs feel constricted as I clear my throat and answer. But, just when I'm about to speak any further, the younger sounding guy over the phone states. "Damon Salvatore. My name's Logan Atkins and I wanted to set up a meeting with you regarding your new position and employment at the Fire Department. To be honest, I just wanted to congratulate you, Mr. Salvatore. We were really impressed with your record and we'd like to extend you an offer and a new contract, as District 17's newly appointed fire Marshall."
Lexi's P.O.V.
"Who even keeps scrap books anymore?" Kol asks me, tossing one of mine to the side as I frown at it, watching it fall to the ground beside his feet.
"I do, it's for my cases. The good ones, the ones that I like remembering." I comment with a smile, hearing him laugh and watching as he balls up a piece of yesterdays newspaper and shoves it into the empty box in front of him.
"Hmm...So, you document your cases? Do you do that with your ex boyfriends too?" He asks in a playful tone, hearing me exhale as I lean over Abrielle and smile, my smile fades though as I lock my gaze up to Kol's and shake my head. "You're the only one I'd make one about. The others, weren't worth it that much to me. Mostly guys who had dated so many girls that I was just a number to them."
"A number? Well, they must have been a bunch of stupid ass men. Because, you are way more than that, Lexi. You're beautiful, smart, funny, a great mom to your daughter, an amazing girlfriend...Should I keep going or do you get my point?" He asks me, tilting his head to the side and laughing just a little.
Kol watches me get up, sliding Abrielle into my lap as I sit on the couch, near him and he hovers over the backside of it, looking down at me. "This whole moving in together is going to take a while, isn't it?" I ask him, the spark in his eyes is ever so present, it's almost as if he's read my mind.
Put the baby down, Lexi...let her take a nap and kiss your damn boyfriend..who looks all hot and sexy in his white thin and muscular t-shirt and dark blue jeans, hair a tousled mess of brown locks. My mouth is slightly drooling just thinking about how hot he'd look without it too when his voice snaps me out of my fantasy of Kol and I having one last make out session or wet t-shirt contest in my apartment before we move to our new house. He must see it on my face, maybe in the way my eyes shine at the thought, because my blood becomes heated as he sweeps his hand over my arm and leans down against my ear, whispering in a provocative way. "I saw that, the way your mouth watered when I adjusted my shirt earlier. Lexi, if you want to have sex in the apartment one last time, all you had to do was say so- or pick a place. I think against the kitchen counter tops would be pretty hot..Or, the bathroom. Your call." He comments with a smirk, leaving my skin crawling for his touch and my mind racing from his words..My call...? He wants me to choose? Oh god!
I hear him laugh as he walks around to the side of the couch where I'm still sitting with Abrielle on my lap. I watch him sit beside me, the smile on his perfect face never vanishes when he bites down on his lower lip and leans into me, whispering against my ear again. This time, I can feel the heat of his breath, I can hear my own heart pounding from the excitement of all my thoughts.
"Or, we could just sit here on the couch until Abrielle falls asleep and watch a movie together..How's that sound?" I smile at his words even wider..He'd do anything for me...The perfect boyfriend.
"Why can't we do both?" I ask him, pulling him to me as I capture his lips against my own softly, pushing away as I watch Kol open his eyes and he smiles at me, shrugging his shoulders back when he adds with a wink. "It's going to be our last night in this apartment, so...we might as well- do both."
Stefan's P.O.V.
I've got Charlie all riled up as he tugs on the leash in my hands when I walk towards the mailbox with him, thinking it's mostly filled with junk mail from the last few weeks that we haven't been home. Most of it Damon had picked up as he drove to the house to make sure that the dog was doing okay. I command Charlie to sit as I open it up and watch the heavy envelop almost fall to the ground. But, my hands catch it quickly and I read the front of it.
To: Mr. and Mrs. Stefan Salvatore
1245 NW 45th Circle
New York City, NY 10186
A wedding invitation is the first thing that crosses my mind when I glance up at the house and open the envelop up quickly, reading over it.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Mills
are pleased to announce the marriage of their daughter, Annabelle Mills
to Jeremy Gilbert.
On Saturday, the 3rd of August.
Two thousand thirteen at 8pm.
The Central Park Boathouse.
New York, New York.
I smile at the invitation and quickly remember that both of Anna's parents are doctors, they can easily afford the venue and cost of having a wedding at the boathouse without a problem and invite around 225 people, a view that overlooks a beautiful lake and a beautiful valley of land, the city as the backdrop of it all.
I stuff the invitation in my pocket as I pull on Charlie's leash, exhaling deeply. "You know, buddy..you'd like this wedding, they'll probably have steaks the size of your head and lots of cake. Maybe even a chocolate fountain that spits out nothing but the most expensive chocolate ever...Rich people and their food..Ha." I tell him, just about to start my jog as Elena's voice echo's from the porch.
"Stefan, wait up! I'm coming with you." She tells me, adjusting her shirt that she had sloppily put on as I smile at her and laugh a little. " What about the kids? By the way, your little brother is marrying a woman who's parents are shelling out a lot for their wedding. If you ask me, Jer's a very lucky man. The wedding is about a week away and I can already picture how good it's going to look." I comment, smiling when Elena shrugs her shoulders back and smiles, placing her hand on to my shoulder and fixing her shoes.
" I called over Ashley to watch them for a little bit, remember? And as for my brother. Well. Anna's a lucky girl to have found such a lucky man. So, I take it that we got our invitation to the wedding?" She asks me, watching me nod when I pull it out of my pocket and hand it to her.
"You know, If we could redo our wedding. I'd get married at the boathouse, that place is beautiful." My words cause Elena's head to snap up as she grins and leans into me, kissing my cheek before speaking again. "I'm glad you agree because I was thinking that we could have dinner there for our anniversary that's in a few weeks."
Our anniversary...?! Yup, it hits me like a ton of bricks as I nod and smile at her, grabbing a hold of her hand and squeezing it tightly...I'm praying that she can't see it in my green gaze as I look away and tell Charlie to get up, finally starting our little jog around the neighborhood.
"You forgot about it, didn't you?" Elena's voice breaks my thoughts and my concentration as I shrug my shoulders back and stop myself in my tracks. She pats her leg and smirks when Charlie walks over to her, wagging his tail. His brown eyes are warm and his brown fury coat is probably soft under Elena's hands when she pets him, bending down and ignoring me completely as she starts talking to the dog like he's a small child.
"Hear that baby? Your awesome jogging buddy and my husband forgot about our 8 year anniversary, that's coming up...Hmm, looks like he's going to be getting nothing from me on that night. I think that's more than fair."
She gets back up, staring at me and taking off in front of Charlie and I before I can add a word in. I watch Elena spin around on her heels, lifting up her hands when she states. "Come on, baby. You're my lovely and smoking hot husband... However, you better get into shape if you want to make it up to me and, I mean that in every way possible. Because, if you end up forgetting on the day of our anniversary that you were supposed to get me something, I will make you suffer!"
The day rolls into the night as we sit around the fire that Damon and I made, hearing Caroline laugh when she places her hand on to her growing belly and leans into Elena, smiling.
"You forgot your own anniversary date..Oh man, you really are still struggling with amnesia, aren't you?" Tyler asks me jokingly, watching me tilt back the ice cold beer in my hands as I glare over at him, sighing out a breath.
"I didn't really forget it..I just...I don't know. I didn't remember it being so soon." I reply back, feeling Damon lean towards me, placing his hand onto my shoulder and slurring out. "Oh come on, baby bro. Let's face it. You forgot. Your wife is pissed off at you and now, you're trying to dig yourself out of the hole you've dropped yourself in." Damon comments, leaning back into his chair, head titled and laughing right along with Tyler.
"You two are supposed to back me up on this one..You know, explain to Elena that I didn't mean to forget...the date of our anniversary…right? Damon…Tyler?" My voice trails off as Damon drops his empty bottle on the ground, tears are in his blue eyes and his cheeks are a burning red when he smiles and gets up from his chair, walking straight over to Elena, leaning into her ear and whispering something to her that causes her face to look as if she's going to kick our asses.
"She's going to hit him and you in...2...3...Here it comes…." Tyler begins to say as I watch Elena excuse herself, straightening her long black sleeveless v-neck dress, her breathing is heavy when she glances over at me and looks over at Damon as she steps in front of us.
"I get that you forgot about it, Stefan. It's fine. Completely...Fine." She tells me, rolling her eyes when Damon smacks his hands together, walking to the house when he leans down towards Bonnie and kisses her lips before heading back into the house for more drinks.
I swallow hard at the look in her brown eyes. Sincere and yet, they have that underline look of pissed off. "It's not fine, is it?" I ask, my voice quivers just a little at her darkened expression.
Elena's saracastic laugh fills the whole backyard when she leans down towards me, her brown eyes locking on to mine, her voice is laced with anger. But, it's covered up by her high pitched, overly sweet and sassy tone as she sits on my lap, wrapping her arms around me and kissing my lips. When she breaks away, I can see it. The hurt on her face that's masked by her 'I don't really care' attitude.
"8 years together, Stefan. I mean, granted that 5 of those were spent searching for you. But, you get the idea...8 years and 3 kids later and you forgot when one of the most important days of our lives is supposed to be. Besides, our wedding, anniversary...It's the day that we met...I know that we've had anniversaries, come and go. But, this one is important to me, so please..Just, when the day comes, don't forget about it, like you forgot about it today. I want it marked on your forehead!" She yells me, getting up from me and walking in the direction that Damon did, back inside of the house. But, my echoing and soft words stop her from stepping on to the back porch. She's in between where I'm sitting and close enough to where Bonnie and Caroline are sitting on a porch swing when she turns back to me again.
"I didn't forget that day...I just, I can't believe it's been 8 years since we've been together. Because, every day with you, feels like it's the first time all over again, Elena. Do you remember our first anniversary?" I ask her, watching my wife cross her arms over her chest, inhaling sharply as I can see her nod her head in the distance.
"Come on, every one of us remembers that day. Neither of you could shut up about each other. It was really damn annoying!" Damon comments, taking a few steps down the stairs, a bottle of water in his hands and two more beers, a bottle opener is visible in his right pocket as he approaches me and sits down beside Tyler, handing him another beer and taking the water bottle for himself.
"Damon's right, you two really were nervous about your first anniversary...Remember, babe. When Elena came over and she was like freaking out because the dress she wanted to wear that night had a stain on it. So, Elena and I went shopping for a hot replacement." Caroline recalls, leaning her head back and pushing the porch swing with her feet as we all turn towards Tyler who's laughing and smiling at the thought when he adds.
"Yeah, I remember actually..I was responsible for getting Stefan a bit drunk that night before he showed up at that hotel..What was it called again...? Does anyone remember..Because, I don't. Although. I do remember helping him call up the place to reserve a room for them and a private spot, so that he could spend some time with her, all alone." Tyler comments, a smile so big on his face that shows off his pearly white teeth.
"It was called The Carlyle of New York. I had spent $880 dollars for just a night which ended up costing me a pretty penny more because your wife thought three nights was a better idea. Thanks Caroline!" I exclaim, leaning back to look over at Caroline as she blows me a kiss and a wink, smiling when she states. "Well, it worked didn't it? She's your wife now, So..You're welcome!"
" You're right. It was worth it...It was completely, worth it." I comment, feeling Elena's hand brush up against my arm when she smiles, taking a seat in my lap again and wrapping her arms around my neck when she says. " I remember it, I remember everything about that night...How could I ever forget...It was the night that I knew you were the one for me."
"Ugh, you two make me want to vomit with how overly adorable you are!" Damon says, rolling his eyes and laughing as he slaps Tyler's back. "Right buddy, aren't they just disgustingly perfect?"
"Don't make me tell you the story about that perfect night." Elena says with a wink, causing Damon to crack open another beer, crossing his legs over each other and calling Bonnie and Caroline to sit with all of us around the dying bonfire.
"Spare me the sappy details and the filthy sex you two had. Although, I'd like to hear about how my brother pulled this off..." His voice trails off with intrigue as Elena clears her throat, laughing and nuzzling her head against mine. I watch her eyes become drawn to the dying fire, losing herself into her own thoughts and our memories.
Elena's P.O.V.
"Where are we even going? You know that it's going to be crazy tonight, in downtown..." My voice trailed off as he grabbed a hold of my hand and glanced over at me smiling, his other hand firmly holding on to the steering wheel.
"It's a surprise." Was all he had said, a beaming smile thrown in my direction. Before we had left our apartment, he had told me to wear something 'fancy' and in my book, wearing something fancy for Stefan always meant that he had something hidden under his sleeves, 'a surprise' as he always said.
"Can I get a hint?" I pleaded with him, watching him shake his head, his eyes refocusing on to the freeway as I looked out the window and huffed out a breath, annoyance crawling all over my skin and Stefan could sense it, so as usual- he changed the subject.
"So, did Caroline and Bonnie help you pick out that dress, it's hot by the way. Let me guess, you and Care went shopping...with my credit card that I forgot at the house..." He commented with a laugh, giving me a playful glance as I exhaled out a half laugh that was more a strangled laugh because I knew that he'd figure it out pretty damn quickly when $300 dollars was withdrawn from his bank account.
"You said buy yourself something nice. So, I did." I tried to defend my actions as I looked down at the plunging black silky feeling dress, the sleeves were short and leathery for some strange reason. But, it was a Marc Jacobs dress and I liked it- so did Caroline. "It was on sale too. Caroline took me out to Soho...Come on, it's cute...right?" I asked him with my most genuine smile as Stefan laughed and leaned towards me, kissing my cheek.
He backed away, taking his attention away from me again and back towards the crowded streets of the city. "Elena, it has leather sleeves...How much was this piece of clothing with it's black leather sleeves?" Stefan asked me, turning back towards me as we got stuck into traffic and just when I was about to open my mouth, my cell phone rang.
Caroline...It was Caroline...Thank God!
"Care, how's it going?" I asked her, tapping my fingernails against my car's arm rest, staring out at the downtown hustle and bustle of the night life in New York, watching the people walk by like they were all late for something, every single one of them seeming rushed.
"Hey sweetie. Has he ripped the dress off ya yet?" She asked, I could hear the sounds of a wine cork popping in the background, she'd been drinking...probably was already drunk.
I shook my head, laughing into the phone and gazing over at Stefan who was cursing at some guy trying to cross the street, illegally. "Fucking moron!" He shouted out the window.
Caroline got quiet for a moment as I cleared my throat and replied back to her. "No and I don't even know if he will." I was disappointed and getting a little anxious. But, all of my thoughts had frozen up when I glanced over at the windshield and my mouth dropped open a bit. "Oh my god..."
"What..Elena? Hello? What happened?" She asked, her voice was panicked and just as anxiety filled my mind. I remember that I was on the phone with her. I said. "Caroline, honey. I have to go...I just...Wow, I just saw my first anniversary gift and it's...Well, let's just say that this dress will be coming off even if I like it or not."
"Wait...Ha..I knew it! Where are you at?" Caroline asked me as I watched Stefan slowly get out of the car, handing my car keys to the valet guy. He made his way towards the passenger door and opened it, extending out his hand to me as I took it and got out the car, smiling like an idiot and accidentally hanging up on Caroline.
"You hung up on me once you got there and three days later, you called me to tell me how it went, with very vague answers. I was dying of anxiety for three days because every time I tried calling Elena, she was ignoring my calls. She must have been really busy with you, Stefan." Caroline recalls with a grin, as I glance over at her and rest my head against Stefan's shoulder, he smiles and laughs. "Oh, so you two did gossip about it..I bet she had some good stories to tell you once you found out where we had gone."
"Yeah...My favorite part was the way she described the hotel or lack of the scenery and more of the bedroom suite." Caroline elaborates with a huge smile, glancing over at me as I smile and remember one of the best nights of my life..
"Are you sure that they didn't mess up on our hotel room...Stefan, this place must have cost a fortune to stay at just for one night." I had told him, watching him drop the overnight bag that he had packed for us without my knowledge and closed the door with his foot, the overview of the city lights and large skyscrapers overlooking our hotel room.
"Actually, three nights..We're staying here for three nights, Elena. No cell phones, no talk about work or anything else. Just us, you and me." Stefan explained, moving aside to show off more than the dozen roses that he had in vases, scattered across our hotel room with lit candles that smelled like a sweet and welcoming scent of Vanilla.
"I love you, Elena Gilbert. I love you so much. I know that it's our first anniversary together. But, I wanted to make this one unforgettable." Stefan had said, standing in his perfectly ironed dark navy blue suit jacket, a long sleeve light blue shirt underneath and his favorite pair of blue jeans. I was too focused on his perfectly polished brown shoes as I laughed and shook my head.
"Babe, some people just get each other really nice gifts for their first 1 year anniversary together..you've outdone yourself on this one. It makes my gift look pretty ridiculous." I had told him, hearing him rub his hands together and inhale sharply, replying instantly to my words.
"I had my Uncle pitch in a bit..He's rich, very rich. It was partly his idea. Well, Damon's too. But, mostly my uncles." Stefan recalled as I smiled at him and slipped my high heels off, the feeling of the soft light mocha colored flooring under my feet making my smile...It felt good, really good.
"Your uncle must be a womanizer or something...Is that where you get it from?" I asked him in a curious tone, closing the small distance between us as I wrapped my arms around him and felt his breath on my face, the allure of his dark green eyes captivating me.
"I guess so." Stefan shrugged, playing it off like the two of us being in this overly expensive hotel that must of cost this uncle of his that I'd never heard of- until now- a fortune. Just to impress me.
"Stefan, it's perfect. But, it's too much...This, the roses, the view of the city that our hotel room overlooks, the thread count on the bed is probably like 1,000 or 2,000. It's-" My words were cut off by his lips as he pulled me into a searing kiss, his fingers slipping into my hair as I felt them slide down my dress and against my thighs, automatically forgetting all that was being mentioned when I felt him break away and he mumbled out "Stop talking, Elena. And, let's just test the damn sheets out. Caroline was right, I've been dying to take this god damn $300 dollar dress off of you since you showed me the damn thing at the apartment. You look stunning in it and very sexy. But, I prefer to feel your skin under my fingertips and not this leathery shit. What I'm saying is..." His voice trailed off as I smiled and pulled my body against his, modeling my body to his, feeling him stumble back as I fell on top of him, laughing all the while when I glanced down and watched Stefan smiled at me, moving a strand of hair out of my eyes.
"Three days...Isn't enough. I want a life time with you. Give me a life time with you, Elena Gilbert and I will make sure to never disappoint you, to never give up on us, to never leave your side." He told me in his most sappy tone as I leaned my head down against his chest, laughing as he held me in his arms and rubbed his hands over my chilled skin.
"What if I did decide to give you a life time with me, Stefan...Could you handle it..Waking up to me every morning...And coming home to me, every night...Wouldn't it get boring?" I asked him, rolling off of him and laying beside him on the sheets that felt like pure silk, an expensive and luxurious texture that caused me to smile at the thought of my words more so than my own thoughts of us raising kids together, living together...becoming what I pictured us to be, a real family.
"It would never get boring. How could it? We'd make it fun." Stefan said, grabbing a hold of my hand as I grinned and sighed out a breath.
"How could we make it fun. We'll eventually become that old boring couple who comes home to each other every night and doesn't even hold hands while watching TV or kisses each other randomly...We'll be that old couple, Stefan...I can see it now...And, it's awful." My nose crinkled up at the thought of it all, hearing Stefan let out a laugh, shaking his head as he lifted me up to my feet and locked his gaze on to me, still holding me in his arms, loosely.
"I could start out with coming home to you and doing this..." He told me, pulling me firmly into his arms, I could feel his cool hands glide down my arms and towards the middle of my back, slowly and eagerly unzipping my dress that he had thought was sexy. Although, way overly priced.
"By taking off my clothes before dinner?" I had asked him, staring into his hunger filled darkened green eyes.
"Yea. I need to work up an appetite first and you just are the thing I like. Mhmmm, you smell good. Like lavender and vanilla." I heard him say, as I felt his lips caress lightly against my neck. I could hear him laugh a little at my reaction to his lips upon my skin, the tickling of his warm mouth left me wanting more, suddenly begging him with all I had to get me out of the dress that Caroline insisted that I wear.
"You know what, babe…This dress is a little tight. Mind taking it off of me?" His breathing was hitched and I swore that I could hear it stop for a moment, his firmly gripping hands crawling across my skin, every touch leaving a mark that I was hoping he'd brush his lips over later in the night.
"Gladly." Stefan replied as he lifted us both up and off the bed, stepping behind me and tilting my head to the side as I scooped up my long brown hair to the left side of me and felt his fingertips tug at the zipper. But, just as my skin became exposed, I felt Stefan's lips on my back, working their way down my spine. His warm and soft mouth, the sensual kisses against my back caused me to turn around, my breathing becoming a heavy panting noise that resonated to his ears, when he pushed us back against the bed and laid me down against the fluffy, silky feeling sheets in the hotel room. He said nothing as his hands glided down to my thighs, my legs wrapped around his torso, caused him to grip on to me tighter, groaning at the pressure of my body against his.
"So, now that you have me where you want me…What else would you do?" I asked him breathlessly, my voice light and fluffy, a playful tone in it as my brown eyes sparkled when I locked my eyes on to him.
"I'd like to take over from here, that's what I'd like to do…" He replied confidently and seductively, leaning down and capturing my lips against his in a succulent way, leaving us both panting and slowly enjoying the moment of heated passion that escalated as the night went on.
"Caroline, let's be real. Stefan and I barely left our hotel room for three days straight. We ordered room service and pretty much lived in the bed and the shower. Hah, it was the best three days of my life." I say the words with such pride that Stefan's smiling for ear to ear as Damon sighs out a breath.
"Okay, I think I've heard enough, I'm going to go check up on the kids." He tells us all, groaning when he gets up and nods at us before he walks back into the house, waving Bonnie to come along with him.
"I'm not going with you..How about you three go check up on the kids and us girls can sit here, listening to the rest of this story…" Bonnie comments, a huge plastered smirk on her face as Damon pivots on his heels, sitting down on one of the steps and looking back into the house as Charlie walks up beside him, huffing out a breath and sitting right next to Damon.
"Go in the house with Charlie, sweetie. Stefan looks like he's liking Elena's version of this story and Tyler..Well, he's half asleep." Bonnie comments, giggling like a little girl as she leans against Caroline and glances up at me.
"Keep going, Elena. You can't stop it where you did. That's not fair! So, what happened next?" Bonnie says, hearing Stefan clear his throat, glancing over to where Damon's at on the patio.
"Will you excuse me..This is just weird, talking about our sex life with the two of you…Tyler, Ty…Damn it, Tyler! Wake up!" Stefan says, slipping me off his lap as he kisses the back of my head and gets ups, nudging Tyler to wake up. We all laugh as Tyler blinks his eyes open, yawning at him.
"What the fuck man. I was sleepin'." Tyler tells him, pushing himself up and glaring at Stefan, who's running his hands through his hair, grinning at me when he adds. "Man, I suggest we go inside of the house and finish drinking. You don't want to stay out here."
Tyler tilts his head to the side; his eyes glossed over and tired looking when he focuses them on Stefan, asking him why.
"Ha, honey…Elena's telling us a sexy story about her and Stefan...I really don't think you want to hear this. Now, go." Caroline tells him with a smile, blowing him kisses as the three of us sit together, a thick blanket wrapped around us, the fire barely even burns when I watch the back door to our patio close and I smile widely, opening my mouth to continue the story.
"So, where should I continue?" I ask them, watching my two best friend's lean their heads back, laughing. When Caroline finally catches her breath, she smiles and says. "My god, that must have been one hot night of passion…I mean, he reserved three nights for you two...Like, did you seriously spend the whole time rolling around in the sheets, making love and just having nonstop sex?"
"Caroline!" Bonnie says her name in a giggly stern tone, not even trying to hide that she wants to know more about it too as I lick my lips and close my eyes, attempting to change the subject.
"Ha, wouldn't you like to know..Well, I can tell you that..Stefan taught me how to dance there. I mean, Bonnie and Damon's wedding was really the first time I had danced with him. But, that weekend, Stefan…really showed me everything he knew."
"Oh, I bet he did!" Caroline says with a huge goofy looking smile as both Bonnie and I shout her name, she shrugs her shoulders back and slouches in the chair that she's sitting in.
"I'm sorry! It's this pregnancy brain..I can't control what comes out of my mouth or my hormones. I mean, for god sakes..Elena, your husband is hot..Like, really freaking hot. And, honestly- If you and I could have had switched our roles and if, I was his girlfriend at that time...I would have gotten really kinky with him."
Her face is a bright red color as she buries her face in between her hands and breathes into them, glancing up at me briefly when she shakes her head and adds. "I've said way too much...I should shut up now, right now..right?"
Caroline glances up at us, her curly blonde hair is in her face when she blows out a breath and we both lock our eyes onto her and shout. "Yes!" I'm laughing so hard that my stomach hurts as I clutch it and exhale heavily.
"Pregnancy brain..Oh, I don't miss that..Stefan and I have said about a million times over that 3 kids is enough…Seriously, I'm on my birth control and just praying that I don't screw it up and get pregnant again. I mean, I wouldn't hate it. But, three kids…is enough." I comment, attempting to change the subject again to something a bit more uninteresting, watching Bonnie run her hands over her face as she sighs, pulling up the blanket that's over her knees.
"I think that Zach is going to be an only child. I'm seriously considering making him one." She admits as Caroline and I glance up at her, my mouth dropping open a bit. I was hopeful that they'd have more kids, but hearing it in the way that Bonnie is saying it now- it doesn't seem that they ever will.
"But, you two were supposed to be the ones who had a bunch of babies. So, that Elena's kids could have more cousins and well, so that my baby can too." Caroline says, lifting up her hand and resting her arm behind Bonnie's back as she leans her head against her shoulder, glancing over at me.
"I know. But, Damon says that Zach being an only child would be good. I mean, he doesn't want any more kids."She blurts out suddenly. I can hear Caroline gasp a bit and my back teeth grind down against each other as I try to bite my tongue. Out of our little circle of friends and family. I always had thought that Bonnie and Damon would have at least three kids. Just like Stefan and I.
"Maybe he'll change his mind one day." I try to tell her in an encouraging way, leaning over, grabbing a hold of Bonnie's hand as she shrugs at me and leans back into her chair. "Yeah, one could only hope. But, to be honest, as long as our son is happy and healthy. That's all I care about. Besides, he's got his three cousins, Abrielle and baby Lockwood to keep him company. So, he'll never really be alone."
I smile at the thought of our kids all grown up, all of them having semi- large age differences between them. Although, still managing to get along with each other and being like one big family, warms my heart.
"Elena, tell me that this pregnancy thing get's easier." Caroline comments, this irritated look on her face as I place my hand on to her knee and squeeze it, nodding at her with a sorrowful glance.
"It does..Just be glad you didn't end up having twins." I tell her with a laugh as she leans her head back and adjusts herself in her chair. Caroline's stomach is just now starting to show a lot more and I'm quietly jealous, watching her rub her small baby bump causes me to think of what it was like for me and Stefan...that poor man, such a brave guy with all the hell I put him through when I was pregnant with Sam and Olivia.
"It gets easier, Caroline. You just need to have a strong support system. Like Tyler, your mom, your mother in law and us, your friends." I tell her grinning when she glances at me and sighs out a breath.
"I know...I remember that you didn't have it that bad either though. Because, you had us." She tells me as I smile and watch her glance at me, like she's remembering the time.
Caroline's P.O.V.
"Caroline! Will you attempt to rationalize with her..She's driving me crazy. She wants me to go all the way across town for these damn donuts that are only made at this one specific shop on the upper east side. Is she crazy or just hormonal?" Damon asked me, whispering the last few words to me as I laughed and walked into the bedroom, trying to muffle my laugh when I saw my best friend laying upside down, her back on the floor and her legs up in the air, laying on her and Stefan's queen sized bed.
"What in the hell are you doing?" I asked with a smile, taking a seat on their bed as Elena slapped the wooden floor beneath her and said. " I'm sitting here and trying to not kill, Damon...He's lucky I'm pregnant...Because, If I wasn't- I'd kick his ass for not giving me what I want. So, stay awhile, Caroline. I could use some real company. I'm missing Stefan terribly since he's gone to work these last few days and put 'house arrest, Damon' in charge of his pregnant fiancé!" I heard her pause as I sat down beside her, placing my hand over her round and very pronounced growing stomach.
"I'm getting fat...By the minute...I mean, Stefan didn't flat out say it this morning. But, when I pulled his sweat shirt over my stomach, he just kind of looked at me like...'Damn that looked hotter on you when you weren't as big as free willy, that cute little whale!" Elena suddenly starts to sob as she sniffles and exhales, glancing to the side as Damon takes a step inside of the bedroom.
"I thought you went to go make yourself busy...Don't you have fires to fight, Damon..?" She snaps at him as he leans against the door frame and starts whistling.
"Nope, I have nothing to do today, beside hangout with you two..Well, you four." He states with a smile, gesturing to Elena's stomach.
"Seriously Damon, I want donuts. Big, greasy, juicy, fluffy and melt in your mouth, donuts and if I don't get them..I'm going to tell your brother!" Elena said in a flat tone. Damon's laughing echoing throughout the room as he stated. "Come on, blondie. We're going to call Bonnie to switch roles with our little pregnant prisoner and you and I are going to go across town for these donuts that Elena wants, before she rips our heads off!"
"Me? Why me?" I had asked him, lifting myself up slowly from off the floor as Damon grinned and glanced over at us both when he said. "Because, if I don't get the ones she wants, at least two of us will be in the dog house and you can keep me company in there. Now, let me call my soon to be wife and we're going to go...As soon as we can."
I watched her try to struggle and get up, stepping towards her and trying to help her up. But, Elena swatted my hands way. "I'm pregnant. I'm not a prisoner and I'm not an invalid! Now, I'm coming with you, since I can't stand being alone and if Bonnie comes over here, all she's going to talk about is you, Damon. And, to be honest..I love her so much. But, she talks about you way too and then she gets all sappy and once she does that, I want to kick her out of the house. So, I'm coming with you!"
"We drove for hours in search of that place and when we finally got there, it was closed because Elena had to stop and pee every five minutes..." I recall, hearing Bonnie and Elena laugh. One of them clearing their throats and when she speaks, I know that it's Bonnie.
"We should plan a girls day, all of us, even Anna. We could get pampered before her wedding or something" She suggests as I sweep my gaze over Elena who has a wine glass in her hands, her eyes are closed when a smile appears on her face. "A girls day, being pampered, massaged and getting all hot for our husbands...Oh, I'd love to see the look on Stefan's face when I got home from that. But, what I'd love more would be for the guys to babysit all of the kids for 24 hours...No help from us. Just, all of them...Damon, Kol. Tyler and Stefan..Ha, that would be.."
I can hide my smiling face and the slightly sounding evil laugh that leaves my lips when my eyes lock onto Elena's and I rub my hands together, when I add. "It would be perfect! For one night, they could all get a taste of what parenthood is really like. I mean, they only get half of it. But, this would really teach them a lesson. It would be amazing."
I can hear Bonnie laugh too as she inhales deeply, getting up from her chair as she finally concludes. "So. It's settled. Let's pick a date, sometime this week and we'll go to a fancy hotel, all of us- even Lexi and Anna. And, we'll enjoy ourselves a bit. But, one rule..No one hints or helping out our husbands with the kids while we're away from the night. And, we can't call them. So, when do we go?"
With a smile plastered on my face, I lift up my glass of water and watch as Elena and Bonnie lift theirs when I exclaim. "As soon as possible!"
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