A/N: Sorry for the delay and any mistakes I'm posting from my phone! Now read away:)

Chapter 6: Thick & Thicker

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

"Christian baby go upstairs to your room I'll be there in a second." My son stares at the enemy obviously sensing something is wrong but nods and runs upstairs. I look at Dylan smiling innocently at me before sweeping his eyes down over my body and stopping at my stomach. I feel any energy and hope I possibly could've had slip away in seconds.

Ian motions him inside but doesn't let him come a foot away from the door. He runs his fingers through his hair clenching his jaw, "So you kept this little bit of information from me?" He whispers so low and cold that I never would've known it was my husband if my eyes were closed.

"I... I was-"

"Be quiet! You decided to not tell me that you were raped by the fucking bastard that tried to kill me and you! The same bastard that took our unborn child away from us! The same fucking bastard that stands in my damn house because he thinks he's entitled to see my wife! The same motherfucking bastard that stalked you for years and you had the audacity to get upset with me for trying to protect you. It's bad enough that the same bastard gets to flaunt the fact that he was inside my wife that he might have gotten her pregnant that his little plan of getting my wife has succeeded! Now I have to put up with this son of a bitch for a couple more months because you couldn't stop being so fucking hardheaded and thinking you can handle the world! We are here because of you! Actually why the fuck am I still here? No a better question is where the fuck is the girl I married because she wouldn't have caused all of this heartache and disaster! She wouldn't have ruined the little bit of a functioning healthy marriage we had!"

I try to swallow the growing lump in my throat and blink past the tears forming in my eyes. "I'm not done with you yet but I have to focus on the rapist." Before I can even process what he has said Ian is nearly driving his fist through Dylan's face over and over again.

"Stop it! You're going to kill him!" It's as if my words make Ian punch harder something I didn't think was possible. I rush over and manage to pull the top half off his body off of Dylan. I step closer to Dylan when I don't see him get up or make a sound. I look at all the blood then back at Ian with his head in his hands, "He's unconscious," I murmur.

Ian stands up slowly and grabs Dylan by the back of his shirt dragging him out the door, down the pathway, and leaving him on the street. When he comes back he closes the door and locks it then grabs me by the arm and pulls me into the living room with a death grip.

"After everything I did for you... for your child and this is how you repay me?" It's as if all the anger is subsided for the moment and he focuses on the sadness. "I put you on this pedestal and worshiped the ground you walk on I treated you like a queen. I went out of my way and beyond for you I always do to make sure you're happy because I feel forever indebted to you for taking me back. We've worked hard so hard and it was all for nothing."

"No it wasn't it was to save our marriage to stay together so that our son gets everything we can give him as parents. It was because we love each other enough to do anything to be together." Once all of that is said I can't hold back the tears anymore. "This baby is yours."

Ian looks away as if my words are daggers to his heart, "Tiara don't say that."

"This baby has to be yours because if it isn't I will lose you forever I know it. I don't blame you for wanting to leave but you can't give up on me." I take my chances stepping as close as I can to him and place my hands on each side of his face. "You will never be able to deny the fact that you will always love me no matter what. This situation tests you to see if you truly mean what you say don't let it take you away from me. I know this baby is yours because the universe coluldn't be that cruel and without you by my side I'd have no distraction to keep me from falling in the right direction. I have no right to tell you what you should or shouldn't do but all I ask is for five months. In five months this pregnancy will be over and we can find out if I'm right saying that you're the father. After that you can do whatever you want and I won't stop you."

I lower my hands and and go upstairs leaving my husband alone with his thoughts.

Point of View: Ian Somerhalder

I end up sitting in the floor staring out the window. It's as if my world is slowly crumbling down around me and I can't do anything to stop it. My mind journeys back to being alone staring at everything that has no meaning because Tiara wasn't with me. It's crazy even after all this time to know that there's only one person that I will ever have that bulletproof connection with. A day with her is a day without air or sunlight. Even though she is somewhere else in this house I can still feel that tingle all over that I get when we're near.

I know that she is not to blame for any of this but I need to pin the blame somewhere. If I don't I feel as if the pain I feel has come from out of nowhere. What will I do if the baby really isn't mine? I know it's not fair of me to leave but I can't stand the thought of having a living breathing reminder of all the suffering we have been put through. On that reason I sound like a selfish bastard because Tiara can carry and raise that constant reminder with love I know she will give, so how could I not live with the child?

I shake my head and get up to go upstairs. I peek into my son's room seeing him entertain himself with the plethora of options in there. I quietly close the door and go off towards the soft singing I hear. I end up in the bathroom looking at my goddess of a wife in the bathtub singing to herself while moving her finger around in the soapy bubbles. She glances up at me looking like an idiot with my tail caught between my legs.

"You can come in if you wish," She says perfectly calm and angelic which is a surprise since I suspected her to be upset with me or mad.

I walk in but slow down the closer I get to her. I finally end up getting on my knees and putting my arms on the edge of the tub. I twirl a lone strand of her dark hair around my finger that escaped from the messy bun. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"It's fine I was just singing to the b-" Tiara swallows her words.

"Like you used to do with Christian. I think that's why he loves music so much now."

She smiles at me sadly and pushes her fingers through my unruly hair. A gesture she does when she knows I'm frustrated. "I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to at least ease the pain a little? I know this isn't easy for you."

"Just stay with me."

Tiara looks surprised for a moment, "Forever and always."

I look down at the curve of her stomach that comes a little bit above the water. "No promises but if the baby isn't mine-"

"Shh you don't have to think about that." She sighs then slides down in the water and lays her head next to mine staring into my eyes. "Sweetheart you can't let this consume your every thought. We've talked enough about this today so let's just relax as much as possible for awhile then we will revisit the subject okay?" I nod then she kisses my forehead, "I promise it will be okay in the end."

I listen to Tiara as the words from earlier echo in my head. The chance that this baby is truly mine is my only hope to keep my sanity.

Review and all that good stuff please and thank you!:) I don't think there will be that much drama next chapter but time will skip ahead a tad.