CAROLINE'S POV:

Two days later, Jo discharged me on the condition that I continued to drink Stefan's blood and I had regular check ups with her. Walking into the house after arriving home, I caught sight of myself in the hallway mirror. Turning face on, I placed my hands over my rapidly growing stomach, sighing heavily as I did so…

"You okay?" Stefan questioned, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind

I nodded my head… "What do we tell my Mom?"

"What do you want to tell her?" he asked

"The truth," I admitted "but how am I supposed to tell her that I'm going to be giving birth in less than 6 months to a vampire baby?"

"How do you think?" he inquired

"This isn't funny!" I proclaimed as I turned to him "This is serious, Stefan!"

"I know, I know," he replied, pulling me into him "why don't you ask her if she's free to come home this weekend and we'll tell her together?"

"Do you think that'll work?" I questioned

He nodded his head… "I can explain things to her."

"I have no idea how she's going to take it…" I admitted "And that scares me."

"I know," he replied "but it'll all be okay, I promise."

Smiling at him warmly, he pulled me into him and I let my hands slide up his back, resting on his shoulder blades as my chin rested on his shoulder…

STEFAN'S POV:

"Hey, baby," I whispered to Caroline as I knelt down to where she was asleep on the sofa "I hate to wake you up but it's time you fed…"

She groaned and stretched as she sat up, holding her hands out to me. Handing her the cup, she smiled at me weakly and I pressed a kiss to her forehead, moving to sit next to her as she took a sip…

"This is so weird…" she sighed

"I know." I replied "But it's only until this one comes."

She nodded her head in agreement… "Which will be sooner rather than later at this rate."

"We have done the right thing, haven't we?" I questioned

"What do you mean?" she asked

"Letting you go as far as you can, and then delivering the baby." I replied "We have done it right, haven't we?"

She nodded her head and took another sip from the cup… "I want to carry this baby for as long as my body will let me."

"Get some more rest," I whispered as she finished drinking from the cup and set it on the coffee table "I'll wake you up with some food in a little while."

"Okay." she replied, snuggling herself back under the blanket

Caroline has been discharged, and is worried about telling her Mum about the circumstances of her pregnancy. How do you think that'll go?