A/N: I'm back in school so chapters for every story I have will be posted once a month hopefully. Chapters will be shorter but hey that could mean more chapters faster. Read away because this is the beginning of the major drama I have planned. There's is also a couple of hints on what will soon be happening.

Chapter 5: The Tables Have Turned

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder Three Months Later

I brush my hair as I look at myself in the mirror. I feel that fluttery feeling that I would get with Christian but not this soon nothing seems right with this pregnancy. Even starting from when the baby was conceived. I turn to the side looking at the massive bump that I already have at sixteen weeks. I wasn't this big until maybe around twenty weeks but I can't be too suspicious since I've been eating a buffet at every single meal.

While shaking my head I pad off to the kitchen downstairs hearing Caitlyn and Christian laughing away. I walk to the island and kiss Christian on the cheek as he eats. "Hi mommy! Did I wake you up?"

"Of course not sweetheart your little brother or sister did."

"You mean the pumpkin."

"The pumpkin?"

"Mhm you know pumpkins in October and you said that the new baby would probably be here in October. I'm hoping for Halloween because then I would get cake and ice cream and candy on the same day!"

Caitlyn and I laugh, "If everything goes smoothly champ you might get your wish. Are you okay with having a sibling?"

He nods his head, "I will have someone to play with."

"Yes you will baby boy." I kiss his head then pull Caitlyn to the side. "You shouldn't be here you're a newlywed!"

"It's fine you need me here."

"I don't want to be a burden you and Chase should be in bed right now."

"Chase and I are happy to be here to help out. You aren't a burden Tiara we love you and want to make sure you're okay. Spain will always be there we can go back when everything is settled. Either way nothing would've been going on because Ian called Chase."

Before I can even question her I hear the front door burst open and I see Ian with bags running up and down his arms walk into the kitchen. "Hey babe hey Christian." He smiles as Chace and Cody come in with just as many bags.

"Uh you three surely did do some grocery shopping. I think we're set for the next year."

"We did for a special little lady." Cody replies with a smile as they start putting stuff up.

I see all my latest cravings and favorites but I simply cannot resist the chocolate brownie batter Ben & Jerry's. I go around to Ian just as he is about to put it in the freezer and take it out of his hand. I get a spoon and dive in moaning in pure delight. "Oh this so good. How many of these did you buy?" I ask mouth full of ice cream in the most unladylike way.

Ian laughs, "Five but if I knew you would react like this I would've bought ten."

I nod my head then my eyes widen seeing the big bag of pickle flavored Lay's. I put the pint down and snatch it out of Chace's hand then open it. "Oh my this... Mmm gosh so good!"

"Can I get one?"

"No!"

Chace laughs as Ian's smile gets bigger, "You are so cute." I roll my eyes seeing my husband look at me as if he's falling in love all over again as I pig out.

I take my chips and ice cream to the bar next to my son enjoying the lazy pass of being pregnant. Of course Christian gets the privilege of stealing chips occasionally picking up his mother's bad habits. Everything seems so normal like I imagined when Ian and I started trying for another baby. The thought of actually being happy and being even more in love with him right now because we get to experience this pregnancy together makes me cry. How can I bare to tell the man I love that the baby he is so excited about might not be his because I got raped?

I would steal away all his joy and practically smack the beautiful constant smile off his face. He doesn't deserve any of this at all he shouldn't be put through this because I didn't fight hard enough. As much as I don't want to tell Ian I can't let him take care of a child that isn't his. It would be better to tell him now before he wastes any more time... it would be better for him to get the divorce over with.

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Ian comes back downstairs to the living room after putting Christian to bed. This is the first time we have been alone all day since everyone spent their day trying to keep me happy. I take a deep breath trying to stay calm.

"I finally have you to myself Mrs. Somerhalder." I smile a little then look down unable to look into his eyes. "Baby what's wrong?"

"I need to tell you something."

He places his finger under my chin and raises my face, "You can tell me anything."

"I have to tell you about Florida."

"No you don't it's fine I don't need to know."

"You do you really need to."

"You have the floor."

I look back down realizing that I've been rubbing my stomach subconsciously. "What would you have done if I had found someone else and were pregnant before you had saw me again after that year?"

"Well it depends but I probably wouldn't have cared. If you wanted me instead and not the other guy I would've raised the child as if it were mine. I would still want you if that's what you are really asking. That's such a weird question though."

"Oh. Well um I was... In Florida I... In the bathroom when I went off by myself after you insisted on coming along, I ended up seeing someone. I was the only one in there and I didn't even hear him come in until it was too late. I was locked in there and I tried so hard to at least call someone." Tears slowly roll down my cheeks but I don't even bother to wipe them away. "I was raped."

It feels like an eternity has passed in silence before I finally look at Ian to see him in total shock. "Why didn't you tell me? Why tell me now after what four months? I don't understand how or why you would keep something like this from me. I'm your husband you're supposed to tell me everything we haven't kept anything from each other in so long and now you decide to. Don't you think you should've told me since holding it in could have an effect on our child? It's not just your baby I'm the fa-" He completely stops and his eyes widen with realization. I can't help but cry even harder when his look falls onto my stomach. It's as if every emotion imaginable passes over his face first angry, confused, sad, but he settles on a mixture of all three.

"So you're telling me that the child you're carrying might not be mine? That it might be the child of your rapist?" I look back down at my hands as the tears fall faster. "Is that what you're fucking telling me?" Ian yells shooting up to stand. "Damn it Tiara answer me!"

I finally look up searching for something to say but the only thing that floats around in my head is, "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. I didn't know what to do and I felt so bad and I needed you I still need you! There's a possibility that it's yours I'm not sure though isn't that better than nothing?"

"A possibility? It's all or nothing! If the baby isn't mine if you aren't one hundred percent sure then it means nothing to me! It shouldn't be a fifty fifty shot Tiara this baby should be mine not any other man's no other chance in the world only mine!"

"It's yours it has to be yours it can't be his! Baby just sit down and talk to me we can get through this."

"I don't want to talk because it doesn't change the fact that you could be carrying another man's child! It can be he's and there's a pretty big chance that it is." Ian shakes his head as he begins to walk to the door with his hands in the air as if he has surrendered.

"No! Don't go please don't go!" I rush after him, "If you still want to go in the morning you can but right now don't go. I'll sleep in another room and let you calm down a little. Don't leave while you're angry please don't leave I'm sorry! I can't let you walk out on me again while you're mad." I cry even harder as my mind flashes back.

"Why the fuck not? After all the times you walked out on me after I kept things from you. Gosh you are such a fucking hypocrite!"

"You almost died last time Ian please I beg of you if I have to get on my hands and knees and plead with all that I am I will! I can't stand to see you in another hospital bed because of me holding on to life by a thread. I don't want to be alone I can't be alone without you I'm scared that you will be taken away from me again! Please if not for me for Christian stay for him. You don't want him to be without his father you can't leave him! No matter what happens you can't leave that little boy he will always be just like you, look just like you, and have your blood coursing through his veins! Take it out on me not him he doesn't deserve it!" By time I'm done I'm crying so hard that it hurts.

Ian looks me up and down and nods, "You're right. I'll come pack Christian's stuff in the morning since he's already asleep. Then I'll pack my stuff." I jump when he slams the door behind him and all my strength leaves with him.

My knees give out and I end up on the cold tile floor crying a place that I've come too familiar with.

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"Momma? Momma! Mommy please wake up." I open my eyes to see Christian looking down at me so worried with tears in his eyes. "Are you okay?"

I realize I'm on my side facing the door. I lean up to a sitting position and see that it's morning. "Um yeah I'm fine."

"Where's daddy? I looked for him but he wasn't here."

Last night replays in my mind and I pull Christian to me holding him tight as I remember that Ian will take him away from me. "You know I'll always love you and daddy will always love you no matter what. Even if you don't see me and daddy together we will always love you so much." The wall I was always able to put up for my son's sake is nonexistent as I cry on his little shoulder.

He wraps his arms around my neck then leans back a little to kiss my cheek, "It's okay mommy."

When we switched roles and my son became the one comforting instead of crying is beyond me. I have no clue how long we stay there but long enough for the pain in my back to become evident. I finally get up and head upstairs with Christian by my side. At least one Somerhalder man refuses to abandon me.

I do the usual morning routine but get dressed in the bathroom. I come out to see Christian sitting on the bed waiting patiently for me to come out. "C'mon it's time to feed the pumpkin!" He takes my hand and leads me back downstairs just as the door opens revealing my very tired looking husband.

I can't resist the urge to hold on to him as if he will slip away. Surprisingly Ian wraps his arms around me the best he can but I can tell it's a little forced. I pull away first then begin heading to the kitchen again until the doorbell rings. Ian opens the door and my heart sinks into the basement.

"We meet again it's so nice to see you Ian. As much as I love seeing you act like this, I actually came to see my little bun in the oven."

There will probably be two more chapters before everything goes down and part 2 starts don't be afraid to tell me if everything is moving too fast. Next chapter we will see how Ian feels and how Tiara feels. Review and all that good stuff please and thank you:)