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Chapter 74 – Nursery

Three weeks have gone by since Esther and her goons tried to kidnap me. They interfered with my spa-day and I am still pissed about that. I needed that day to calm down a little bit and to somehow feel a little better inside of my own body again. Considering I had to fight hard to go away in the first place. But after the events all the men are hovering even more over me than before and it is exhausting. I can't even pee without any male by my side.

My nerves are running thin. But that isn't all, no I am getting to the end of the pregnancy and want to build a nest for my baby, which is natural according to the pregnancy books I read, and the men won't let me. Every time I try to get near the room, which shall become the nursery a male appears by my side and conveniently distracts me. I am almost at my boiling point, not that the males notice it or simply ignore it. Who knows?

So besides me being grumpy, angry and stuffed like a turkey, I can't wait for it to be over. But currently time moves slower than a slug. I am looking forward to the day that I finally can pop out Bobby. It is getting to the point where I simply want it to be done with. But knowing my luck, my son will make his appearance at the last possible date. Yay. The funny thing is, I only reached month eight. I still have almost two months to go. Not a good thought in my frustrated state.

But the moment I smell pancakes in the air, it almost is forgotten or better I block it out. Food is my salvation now. I eat, pee and sleep most of the time, only the order of this habits differ, but the rest of the time I am grumpy. Not even sex can cheer me up it simply is to bloody exhausting. Oh, how happy it is to be pregnant. I think the person, who said that being pregnant is a wonderful time, never was pregnant in his live, which means he probably was a man. Which shows that men don't know a thing about this.

Little things are my salvation and help me with my grumpiness. Like the vision of Dean cooking breakfast for me as I enter the kitchen of the mansion. Surprisingly he is the only one in the room, a rarity, because in the last time we all ate together like the big family we are. But I ignore it for now, I am way to hungry for thinking about, where the others could be. "Morning." I greet Dean as I take a seat at the kitchen counter.

For a moment he turns around and looks at me with a smile. "Morning Baby, did you sleep well?" he asks as he turns back to making me pancakes. Something I carve at the moment. The last four weeks it is my favorite food. I almost only eat them, of course with different toppings. But still it isn't that much of a variation.

"Not really." I answer grumpily. Considering I was up three times during the night to go pee. Besides the point that I only sleep four hours at a time tops before my back hurts so much that I wake myself up to change my sleeping position.

I see him stiffen at my tone. Yeah, I am not a delight to be around now and my moods are angry, grumpy and downright pissed, almost in that order. But hey if you are treated like a child that can't go outside to look after himself, you would be moody as well. "Sorry to hear that." he answers in a shooting voice.

"Can't help it, it is the way it is." I say beaten.

As he turns around this time, he has my breakfast on a plate and puts in front of me. Immediately I start eating like a starving person. For a moment Dean watches me as he says. "After you are done, I think I have something for you that hopefully will cheer you up."

I swallow my bite as I ask him. "What would that be?"

"Finish eating and you will see." he says with a mischievous smile on his face. Even in my grumpy state I love that smile and like always it makes me smile which he intended of course. So, I nod and finish eating as he silently watches me.

It took me ten minutes to finish the tower of pancakes until I am finally full to last me at least for the next two hours or at least I hope so. My appetite is slightly different than before the pregnancy, no wonder I am growing a human after all. Expectantly I look at my husband and ask. "So, what is this surprise of yours?" After eating and the possibility of a surprise from Dean the day is looking better already. Dean has the talent to make me feel better in my body, even when his surprises make me cry, but I still feel better after.

He takes my hand and tells me. "Come on." With my hand in his, he gets up and carefully pulls me behind him through the mansion. He watches his tempo a bit, even I can see in his eyes that he is as anxious as me to show me his surprise. But he never would risk me or Bobby by rushing me for a surprise. That is a very sweet gesture. Even if his mother Henning is driving me up the wall. It still is sweet, even I must acknowledge that. It is nice to have someone taking care of me.

It takes us a little bit longer to get through the house, but as soon as we reach our floor, I have the feeling where he is heading. As we reach the closed door to the possible nursery of our son, I kn ow that I am right. But what is he going to show me? Before I can't even ask that question out loud, he opens the door and pushes me in.

As soon as I step in, I hear a loud "Surprise." from all the present people. What I see takes my breath away and makes me speechless. The nursery, which I wanted to decorate by myself, was done. A small part of me is hurt that they took away the possibility to build a nest for my little one. The bigger part of me is emotional, that they would do such a thing for me, of course it leads to tears.

The nursery simply looks beautiful, the walls were painted in a mint green just like I wanted it. Slowly I enter the room fully to look around. I can see the handwriting off all my friends or better family in the details of the room. The ceiling for example was completely Damon. It showed the sky at night with some constellation formed with lighting stars that glow in the night. I see the big bear and the little bear, something he called me as a child. Damon always loved astronomy. I look back at my older brother and without a thought walks to him to embrace him in my arms. "Thank you." I say to him.

"Your welcome sis." he answers.

"Do the rest of us get a thank you as well?" Stefan wants to know.

I walk to him and say. "Of course." I look around and see the many children books in one of the shelves. He loves to read and would certainly influence the next generation of Salvatore's in that direction as well. The book "Ferdinand" sticks out for me. That always was his favorite as a child. It was the first one he read to me, after he learned to read. Something he could before me, after all I only was a girl and my education wasn't that important than his. I embrace him and say. "Thanks for the books, but YOU have to read them for him you know that."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." he says.

After that I hug, Bonnie, Caroline, Joe, Alaric and Sam. But I still have some things to see. That is the moment I see the most beautiful thing in the entire room, the cradle it looked handmade. I think it is cherry wood, but I am not sure. I only know that is beautiful. As I take a closer look, I see the engravings in the wood. There are two different forms, the first form are protection sigils like devil traps, Enochian symbols and other protective wards. The other symbols are animals of various kinds like birds, cats, dogs and so many more. All in all, the combination of both make the cradle special, one of a kind and with that tears run down my cheek.

As I wipe with my finger over one of the engravings, I hear someone step behind me, because of the bond I know it is Dean. I feel that he is happy, nervous, embarrassed and proud at the same time. That tells me that the cradle is his work. He never stops to amaze me. I didn't know he could do such a thing. It really is a beautiful piece of work and I am proud. "Bonnie helped me with the protections and Sam helped me with the animals." he tells me.

Without a word I get up and kiss him. "Thank you. I love it." I tell him with tears running down my cheek after I break the kiss.

"Even if you didn't have the possibility to do it yourself?" Dean asks me. I sigh, sometimes the bond works to well and I can't keep a thing from him. But I still wouldn't change a thing about the bond.

"Yes, I just have to find another way to build a nest." I tell him with all my heart and send him the related feelings of my happiness through the bond, so that he can believe me.

"Good."

Then I turn to the rest of the people and see that they have planned a little party for me. We have snacks, drinks and of course presents. The whole set up-screams Caroline, but it is nice that she plans a baby shower for me at the same time as they gift me the nursery. I really have the best family, you can wish for, even if I am often angered with them, but that is part of being a family after all. So, I say to the room. "Come on let's party."

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Edited 09/01/2019