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The One With A Phone Call

After tossing and turning in her bed for almost an hour, Elena gave up up on trying to fall asleep. Feeling restless with her thoughts in a jumbled mess, she had nothing else to do but pace around the room.

Sometimes it still felt weird to be in her bedroom, and in the house she'd decided to burn down after one of the worst days of her life. After Damon had renovated it for her it became their home and it felt familiar yet overwhelming with old, good and bad memories they shared.

Years ago, when they were standing on her old porch, Damon told her they're are going to make new memories. Back then it was because she'd erased every good memory of them, but that was exactly what they had been doing since the moment they'd reunited.

Once upon a time she could barely look around without being reminded of nothing but death but now she only saw life.

She stopped in front of a row of framed photographs.

One was of her and Damon during the first summer they'd spent together after she'd woken up from her coma. Just the two of them and an open road after they'd stopped the car in the middle of nowhere. She was holding up her phone, ready to snap a picture, smiling and still teasing Damon for letting her drive his precious Camaro because he wasn't able to say no to her. Instead of continuing their banter he'd simply pressed a soft kiss on her cheek.

One of her favorites was when Damon surprised her by playing the piano for her one night. She still had no idea who took the picture but both of them had silly smiles on their faces.

Next to it were the pictures of them with Jenna in her arms, a day or two after she was born. Elena was smiling at the camera, while Damon was looking at the two of them with awe and adoration. Elena had no idea when he had done it but when she was framing it she noticed Damon wrote something at the back of it. It said: Two loves of my life.

The most recent one was taken on Jenna's third birthday, her and Damon on each side of her giving her a kiss on the cheek and Jenna's huge happy grin.

She didn't notice tears falling down her face until one of them dropped on the picture she was holding. Elena rolled her eyes at herself and quickly brushed it away. This was a third time she was crying today, and unlike the first two times when Caroline was there to distract her and occupy her mind with constant chatter about the wedding, this time Elena was alone.

She picked up the phone from her nightstand and with a deep breath pressed Call. While she waited for Damon to pick up she looked out of the window, into the darkness of the night and up at the stars. In just a few hours she'd be marrying Damon and at this time tomorrow she'll already be Elena Salvatore. Every time she thought about it she couldn't stop the flow of emotions. She knew being pregnant was also one of the reasons she was an emotional mess these past few days. For now, only Damon knew she was pregnant again and they had planned to keep it that way until after the wedding.

I've been a vampire for a long time, Elena. It's been a blast, but I'd give it up in a second to be your husband, your partner, father of your kids.

He was already her partner and father of her kids, and in Elena's mind he was also her husband in every way that mattered, but after five years of living together and starting their family, making that final step felt right and Elena couldn't be happier.

And even though she'd seen Damon today, she was used to his familiar warmth as they fell asleep together every night. Nothing could replace that but she wanted to at least hear his voice one more time before seeing him tomorrow as she walked toward him in her wedding dress.

"Hey you." Damon answered, pulling Elena out of her thoughts and making her smile.

"Hey." She replied.

"Miss me already?"

Elena moved from the window and sat down at the edge of their bed. "This bed is too big without you so I just wanted to say goodnight before the big day tomorrow."

"When are you gonna admit you regret rejecting my suggestion from this morning?" Damon coaxed gently.

Elena rolled her eyes. "I didn't exactly reject your suggestion; more like I was forced to. You know how Caroline is with her traditions and rules, she wants everything to be perfect before, during and after the wedding."

"Yeah but you know how much fun we always have while breaking these silly rules." Damon purred in a low voice, making her tingle.

"You really think you're able to sneak into the house with a vampire in it?" Elena asked in disbelief. "A vampire who is determined to keep you out of it no less?"

Damon scoffed. "Even though I'm not a vampire anymore don't underestimate my abilities, especially when I'm feeling highly motivated."

"Okay, let's say, you manage to successfully sneak in here and then what? Can you say with absolute certainty that you could keep quiet for what would come next?" Elena asked, pressing her lips together to stop herself from laughing.

"Me?" Damon predictably gasped in fake outrage, "Do I really have to remind you of the last time we've been caught and whose fault it was?"

"Hmmm." Elena pretended to think. "You're obviously getting senile in your old age but let me remind you Caroline heard you, not me."

"I wasn't the one who knocked over a lamp and Caroline, not being able to mind her own business, came rushing in to see what's wrong!"

Elena ignored him and using a voice that sounded nothing like him mocked, "Elena, oh look we're in our old bedroom so how about we refresh our memories of all the good times we had in here." She paused and dramatically lowered her voice. "No one will ever know."

"And who had dragged me in that room in the first place?" Damon protested smugly.

Elena couldn't deny that, so knowing she was loosing this argument she said. "Okay, even if that might be true it still doesn't change the fact that if you tried to sneak in tonight Caroline would've heard us and kicked you out."

Damon released a defeated sigh. "I don't even see a point in this ridiculous rule anyway, we're going be married anyway in a few hours."

"I agree but you know how she is." Elena trailed off.

"So what about phone sex?" Damon suggested instead.

"Damon!"

"Okay, okay I give up."

They were silent for a moment before Damon spoke again. "So are you calling because you're nervous or?"

"No, I just missed you and wanted to hear your voice." Elena answered immediately. "You?"

"I've never been more sure and ready for anything in my entire life. Besides, this is just making it official. I'm pretty sure that by now we've been more married these past few years than some married couples."

"Yeah." She agreed, thinking of their life and smiling dreamily.

"I miss you and Jenna already." Damon confessed quietly.

"We miss you too." Elena said, suppressing the familiar urge to cry. She didn't want Damon to know she'd cried already or he might decide to just come over no matter what Caroline had to say about it. She tried to distract herself. "How do you think Jenna will react when we tell her she'll soon have a little brother or a sister?"

Damon groaned. "I'm sure she'll be thrilled. And hopefully it will stop her from asking me every single day if we can get a cat."

Elena laughed but it was cut off when she heard a noise in the hall. She moved further away from the door and whispered. "I think Caroline is out in the hall. I have to go."

"Wait!" Damon stopped her from hanging up. "I can't wait to call you my wife. I love you. Goodnight Elena."

Wife. Elena Salvatore. Elena shivered in delight. She wanted to say more but soon she'll be sharing her vows anyway so with a soft smile she simply replied. "I love you, too. I'll see you soon. Goodnight."

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Thank you Diana (malikdelena) for helping me!

This was inspired by chapter 2 aka The Wedding Day of "Today I Feel Alive" by AllthingsDelena so read that next!