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Chapter Twelve

Call Me Aunt Judith

Morning came all too soon for Damon. He was abruptly awakened by someone poking him on the shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes to find a blue pair of eyes staring back at him.

"Wake up. Want pway."

"Ugh. Give me a minute kid." He says, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. She grabs his hand and pulls.

"Now." She demands.

He steps out of bed and hops to his dresser and takes out his clothes. Once he's dressed he realizes that Miranda was still in her pyjamas. He takes out her bag of clothes.

"Arms up." He says, pulling off her shirt and puts on a cute pink t-shirt. Then he takes off her PJ pants and goes to put on new pants.

"No." She says stubbornly.

"Come on. Please cooperate." He begs her. She points to her diaper.

"Underwore." He shakes his head and takes off her diaper apprehensively.

"This is so wrong." Then he puts her on a new pair of underwear and her little jeans. She beams at him.

"Good job." She pats him on the shoulder. He chuckles. The doorbell rings.

"Okay." He sighs. "Now we have to figure out a way to get down stairs." He grabs his crutches and hops down the stairs. Miranda stays close behind. Oddly enough his ribs weren't as sore as the previous night. The doorbell rings again.

"I'm coming!" He yells out. Before he opens the door, he turns around to Miranda.

"Miranda, go find Uncle Stefan, okay?" She smiles at him and says: "Okay." She runs off in the direction of Stefan's room. Damon opens the door and is shocked to see who is on the other side.

"Judith?"

VD

Elena tosses and turns in her sleep remembering her forgotten memories.

"Damon, I love you." She whispered to him as he kisses her passionately. He looks at her in the eyes.

"I love you too." He says, surprising her. She grabs his head, bringing her lips crashing down unto his...

Elena got up on her elbows. She looked at Damon as he slept, he was so peaceful, so handsome, but she needed to leave. She brushed her lips unto his. He surprised her for the millionth time that night and started kissing her back...

Elena woke up early enough that morning. This time she didn't kiss him goodbye. She went to get up off the bed but he was lying on his back, watching her.

"You're beautiful." He said. Elena wanted to cry. Her heart had been ripped into a million pieces. She loved Damon, she loved Stefan... She had betrayed Stefan.

"Damon, I'm sorry I have to go." Elena says suddenly. She gets up and dresses hurriedly, tripping on her pant leg. She looks back at Damon one last time. He looked heartbroken...

Elena drove away, her hands gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles were turning white. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was leaving behind her life; everything that she knew, everyone that she loved...

"Damon, it's so nice to see you. I heard about your accident. How are you?" Judith asked Damon. It was odd; Judith had never visited him before.

"I'm doing alright." He answered. Judith eyed the inside of the room. Damon hopped out of the way and let her in. She sat herself down on the sofa in the living room. Damon stood in front of her expectantly.

"Okay, let's cut to the chase, because I know you're not here out of concern for me. What do you want?" Judith looked insulted and then she turned serious.

"Yes, you're right Damon. I... I need your help." This confused him, what could he possibly do for her?

"And what would you need my help for?" He asked cocking an eyebrow.

"I heard you were the one to go to... But, you don't seem like one of them..." She trailed off. Damon hoped she wasn't talking about what he thought. He cracked a smile.

"One of what?" He asked casually, as if he had no clue what she was talking about.

"A... this will sound ridiculous, but they said you were a vampire." If Damon had a drink at that moment he would spit it out.

"A vampire?" He said laughing, wanting to make her believe that it was ridiculous.

"Obviously they were wrong. I'm sorry, I feel like an idiot." She says shaking her head. He grabs her arm before she leaves.

"Who were they?" He asked seriously. She hesitated, looking away.

"They were big looking fellows, ugly and scarred, creepy looking eyes. One of them was named Morpheus, he was the leader, I think. He said if I didn't get your attention that he would hurt Margaret." Damon shook his head; the demons, he knew it was them.

"What do you need my help for?" He asked seriously.

"They kidnapped Robert." She whispered, her eyes tearing up. "I don't know what's going on, but please help me find him." Damon nodded.

"I'll find him." He says, without any doubt.

"What they said... Was it true?"

"No." He said firmly. "Not anymore. I used to be one of them." She looked confused.

"It's a long story Judith. My brother is still a vampire, he can help us." Judith's eyes go huge.

"So they were telling the truth?"

"Yes." She looked amazed.

"You need to tell me this story when things aren't so serious." Damon shakes his head and smiled.

"That could take awhile." Judith sits back down; Damon had been expecting her to leave. He sighs and rolls his eyes.

"So, what's the plan?" She asks.

"Nah uh. You're not part of the plan. You can go home to Margaret and leave this to me and my brother." She gets up and goes to Damon.

"They took my husband! I am in this whether you like it or not." Damon shakes his head.

"You'll just get in our way. If you want your husband back let us, the vamp- men do this." He says, correcting himself.

"You can't just do this with your brother. Look at you, you're broken." Damon was getting angry.

"Well then get someone else to help you!" He yells out as Miranda rounds the corner. A scared look crosses her face.

"Daddy?" She says pouting, she runs up to him and hugs his leg. Judith looks at them surprised.

"I, uh, I didn't know you had a daughter."

"Uh, yeah, she's two."

"She's beautiful; she looks a lot like you. Where's her mother?"

"Uh..."

"Momma?" Miranda says, looking around at the sound of her the word mother. She looks at Judith, she looked a little like her momma. Judith looks into Miranda's eyes and her hearts stops. Her eyes reminded her of Elena's eyes. She wondered what her niece would have been like if she had lived to be a mother. Elena would've been a wonderful mother. Judith kneels down to the child's eye level.

"Hi there honey. I'm Judith, but you can call me Aunt Judith. What's your name?" Miranda looked up into her father's eyes. He nodded.

"Miranda." She says shyly. Judith's breath escapes her. Miranda had been the name of her sister-in-law.

"That's a nice name. I knew a very nice woman named Miranda once." Miranda just stared at the strange woman who was talking to her.

Stefan walks into the room to find an odd sight. A woman he hadn't seen in years was bent down in front of Miranda and Damon. She was holding Miranda's hands and talked with her. Judith realized he was in the room. She got up and straightened her pants.

"Stefan, it's nice to see you again. Well I better be going." She turns around to Damon.

"I'll stay out of it if you can find Robert." Damon nods.

"I'll do everything I can."

"Thank you." She sighs out. "Good-bye Miranda. It was nice meeting you." She says with a smile.

"Bye." She says in her tiny voice. Judith closes the door behind her. This just added more complications, Damon thought.

Elena stirred in her sleep, but kept dreaming.

She sat on the toilet seat staring at the stick in her hands. It was ridiculous that her life depended on the little stick that she had peed on. The timer beeped and she looked down at the stick. It was positive. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She was pregnant. She was going to have a baby. She was going to have Damon's baby. As she sobbed on the cold bathroom tiles, she was comforted by a single thought. She was always going to have a little part of Damon with her...

"Ms. Stronghold?" A nurse called out. Elena read her book, unmoving.

"Ms. Stronghold?" The nurse called again. Elena looked up realizing that Stronghold was her new fake name. Elena got up from her seat and walked into the empty hospital room. She sat the paper covered bed, looking down at her still flat stomach. A man with a white doctor coat walked into the room.

"Hello Ms. Elena. How are you feeling today? Do you still have morning sickness?"

"I'm doing alright. Yes, I still have a little morning sickness, though it's getting better." He smiled at her.

"Okay, well you're far enough along that we can do an ultrasound. Would you like to see your baby?" Elena nodded eagerly.

"Yes, I would like that very much." The doctor left the room and came back with a machine. He squirted blue goo on her stomach. It was cold and made her flinch. Then he took out a wand-like-thing and put it on her stomach. Then the room erupted with a fast paced heart beat. Her heart filled with love and wonder.

"Is that the baby's?" She asked, choking up.

"Yes it is. And if you look right there, that's your baby." Tears streamed down her cheeks as she saw her baby for the first time, albeit the baby looked more like a tiny peanut.

"I'll make copies for you and then we can make another appointment." The doctor said. Elena looked at the picture on the screen. Her baby wasn't even born yet and she was already in love with it...

Elena's radio made a loud beeping noise.

"Ugh." She said rolling out of her bed. She was six months pregnant and feeling it. She felt like a fat whale. She waddled over to the bathroom to get ready for class. The phone in her room rang. She ran (or tried) to the phone.

"Hello?" She asked as she was brushing her hair. She was going to be late for class.

"Elena?" Elena stopped brushing her hair. The brush dropped to the floor. The voice on the other line sounded so much like her Aunt Judith, but that was impossible. She thought she was dead.

"Yes?" Elena croaked out. She tried weighing the pros and cons of her aunt knowing the truth.

The pro would be that she could have someone she loved and that supported her in her life. The cons were that she was a) in hiding b) her aunt could be in danger being around her and c) she would be in trouble for lying to her aunt and causing so much grief.

Elena lay in her bed writhing in pain. She didn't know what was going on. She wasn't due for another month. She put her hand down on the bed to get up only to find it wet. She got up shocked, her water broke.

Hey, so that's it for now. The next chapter will be a flashback about when Elena had Miranda. Please review.

"Elena this is professor Callen, class for today has been cancelled. There was a fire in the science lab." Elena sighed in relief and sadness; she had wanted the woman on the other line to be her aunt more then she thought she had wanted.

"Okay, thank you professor." She heard the click of the phone and listened to the dial tone...