After Bonnie left, Damon and Elena sat in silence staring at the fire. They were trying to absorb what they'd just heard. They'd been set up as the key players in a very dangerous plan to take out the Originals, once and for all. Damon lifted Elena's face to look at him and stroked her cheek. Concern was evident on his face at the site of how drained she looked. "It's getting late and you're exhausted. We've both had a long day. I don't want you going home tonight. We can figure this out in the morning."

She touched his hand, nodding solemnly in agreement. With a shaky voice, she said, "Yeah, I really don't want to be alone tonight either. I should let Jeremy know I won't be home."

"Ok. Send him a text then let's get you upstairs." She waited to get a reply back from Jeremy, before Damon took her by the hand and led her up to his room. They were in this together and tonight they needed to be with each other.

Elena took her clothes off in Damon's bathroom, deciding to sleep in her camisole and panties. She brushed her teeth with a toothbrush she'd left. Then she washed her face and patted it dry, getting ready for bed. Looking at herself in the mirror, she shook her head in disbelief. Can we really do this?

As she walked into the bedroom, she stopped momentarily and took in the site of the beautiful man lying on the bed. Damon was propped up in bed with a pillow behind his back. He was flipping channels on the TV, clad only in a pair of black low rise lounge pants that showed off his defined lower abdominal muscles. God, I can only imagine what this baby will look like with a father like that. She felt her body flush with excitement. She let out a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She shook it off before continuing into the room. They had too much to think about for that right now.

Damon turned off the TV, as Elena crawled into bed next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around her. Elena was exhausted. All she wanted to do was go to sleep, but her mind wouldn't let her. Damon was obviously having the same problem. He stroked her hair softly, glad that she had decided to stay. It wasn't safe for her to be home without protection. Jeremy couldn't keep her safe from Klaus. He knew she would balk at first, but he needed to convince her to move in, so he could take care of her, of them.

It was Elena who broke the silence. "I'm so furious with Bonnie for putting us in this position. How could she do this behind our backs? How could she risk an innocent life like that? This plan doesn't just affect the Originals. What she did changes our whole lives. What kind of life is this baby even going to have?" She looked up at Damon, his facial expression showing his agreement. She sighed, conceding. "But as much as I hate to admit it, she's right this needs to end. We've tried everything else and nothing has worked. It's just that, I hadn't decided if I even wanted to bring a child into this supernatural mess. But now that's been decided for me." She noticed Damon remained silent, lost in his own thoughts. She propped herself up on her elbow to get a better look at him. Running her fingers gently back and forth over his chest, she asked, "Are you ok? You haven't really said much since Bonnie left."

He raised his eyebrows, subtly shaking his head. His lips formed into a tight smile, implying he was unsure. Finally, he answered, "I was just thinking how surreal this is. It was just a few months ago that you finally admitted you loved me. I'm still reeling from the shock of that." He shook his head again in disbelief. "And now, I'm listening to our son's heartbeat, a son that shouldn't even exist." He closed his eyes, listening intently. "Yet the heartbeat is too strong for this not to be real."

Elena looked at him sweetly. She put her hand on his cheek and gently stroked it with her thumb. "I know what Bonnie said about why this is all happening. Still, I can't help but think there's more to it than that."

He looked at her, exasperated. "Please, no more hidden agendas. We already have too many."

She half smirked. "That's not what I mean. What I mean is I don't think this is just about killing the Originals. I think there's more to it than that. This baby may end the Petrova bloodline, but it also restarts another ... yours." He looked at her in wonderment. "You said you'd made Emily Bennett a promise, to protect the Bennett line from harm, in exchange for help getting Katherine out of the tomb. You even tried to save Emily from being burned as a witch."

He rolled slightly onto his back. "Yeah, too bad I didn't know I was being used."

She explained, "That's my point. You kept your promise except she lied to you. What if you're finally being paid back for keeping her ancestors safe?"

He didn't know what to think. All he knew was somehow he was being given a second chance, at a life he'd lost long ago. He looked over at Elena doubtfully. "I don't know about that. Witches aren't exactly very forgiving. I can't imagine them rewarding me after the things I've done."

She had been so afraid earlier when she found out she was pregnant. Now, she found some solace in knowing she was giving Damon something he missed out on, when he became a vampire. She scooted closer to him. "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The truth is you're going to have a human son. And whatever their reasons, they chose you for that." She snuggled into his chest. She whisper, "Good night Damon." And then she fell asleep. He stayed awake for a while, enjoying the sound of his son's heartbeat, until the rhythmic thud-thud, thud-thud, thud-thud, lulled him to sleep.