"Hello Elena, miss me" he said with his cheeky grin on his face.
"Damon? I did miss you" I squealed hugging him.
Even though I had chosen Stefan over him, we were still close. He had helped me alot before and after the near vampirism incident. He and Stefan were surprisingly brotherly, seeing I thought my decision would drive them apart.
I let go as little one kicked hard. I rubbed my stomach where he/she had kicked.
"Okay, either I'm seeing things or your pregnant." he commented.
"We were going to tell you when you got back but seeing as Stef isn't here. I'm pregnant." I announced.
"Haha, it sounded like you said that Stefan is the father." he scoffed.
"That's cos I did. We made a new discovery whilst you were off gallivanting the globe, apparently vampires can procreate." I said.
He stood motionless for a second. "Hmm, Uncle Damon, that's got a bit of a ring to it. Congrats by the way." He said then hugged me. "It's good to be back, I missed you and little bro" he said pouring himself a drink, it was as though he'd never left.
Before Damon could sit down on the couch, Stefan walked through the door.
"Elena, why is the front door open? I told you to keep it closed" He asked.
"That's because we have a guest." I replied.
Damon flitted to my side. "Hello brother" he said in his cheeky tone.
"Damon" Stefan said hugging his brother, all bromancy.
"Congrats baby brother" Damon smiled pulling Stefan and I into a hug with him.
The three of us sat up all night talking as if Damon had never left. We talked about his trip around the world and about everything he had missed.
Whilst Stefan and I finished our last two months of school, Damon had become somewhat "clucky". He had cottoned on to the idea of "Uncle Damon" he always talked to my stomach about the completely opposite things Stefan and I did. "I'm going to take you cliff diving, sky diving, concerts, strip clubs" was all he ever said. "Damon, you are not taking our child to do any of those things and besides, how do you even know if it's a boy or a girl, we don't even know." I laughed.
We had finished painting the nursery and furnishing it too. There was almost nothing left to prepare for.
Stefan had suggested that we go to the lake house for a "romantic weekend", hopefully more romantic than the last time we went there.