Cause your love is outta this world
And you bring me down to earth
I love how you put me first
Make me feel my every word
'cause I'm saying, you know this is about you
I keep saying you know this is about you
It must be
This is about you
I never felt this way
14 weeks and 4 days pregnant
Tuesday, December 6th
It has been three weeks since my dad and the school found out. But since then things have been good. My morning sickness is almost gone. Things have been great. Katherine hasn't come up to me too much. I am pretty sure Jeremy had a talk with her because all she does now is glare at me. No more slut calling. No more name calling, period. I will get dirty looks or whispers behind my back but hey, I can handle that.
Damon and I have been closer than ever. If I wasn't pregnant I would call him my best friend. Though I am pregnant so I refer to him as my baby daddy, which gets me mean glares. He won in the end. He now drives me everyday to school. He used that pout to his advantage and I couldn't say no. Caroline wasn't very happy but she understood with him being the dad and all.
My birthday was last week. Nothing big happened. My dad took me out to a fancy restaurant and had the servers sing to me which I was embarrassed about. Damon, Jeremy, Caroline and Bonnie also came along. It was sweet and fun. Caroline is still dating Stefan and according to her, he is her future husband. Knowing her, I doubt she is wrong. Jeremy is handling things better and better. He doesn't want to kill Damon anymore, he just puts up with him. My dad is almost happy for the baby. He will bring toys and such home from the gift shop at the hospital every now and then.
Since my birthday, I feel older and more ready. I know age is just a number but now that I am 16, I feel more mature and that people will take me seriously now. Damon has been trying to get me to eat healthier but my hormones are a different story. I want fries, Twinkies and onion rings. He wants me to eat salad, fruit and veggies. I don't think he understands the power of hormones. I am also starting to get that stereotypical pickle craving. It actually does happen. I want anything salty hence the fries but pickles are probably the most salty thing I know and so I have been eating more of those which Damon is happy about because it is the only healthy thing I eat.
I am now 14 weeks pregnant. I have a very much defined bump now. This week it is the size of a lemon. My appetite has doubled now. I constantly have to eat. Damon has been keeping hidden snacks in his backpack but of course healthy ones. But I will take what I can get, sometimes. None of my old clothes fit anymore, unless they were a loose shirt. I am now fully wearing yoga pants or maternity jeans.
Right now I am wearing yoga pants and a tank top with a half jacket over it, that I should probably retire soon because it is really showcasing my belly. Though Damon loves it.
I am in my 6th period, anxiously tapping my foot waiting to get out.
Today is my second appointment at the OB/GYN. To save trips my dad has just been monitoring me to see if I have problems, so I go every two-three weeks. I am excited to see the little baby in their again. My baby. I smile at the thought. I just can't wait to meet him/her.
As I am daydreaming the bell finally rings and I quickly grab my stuff and almost run out the door. I weave through people trying to make it to the parking lot to meet up with my Dad and Damon. Yes, my dad wants to go too. In order for Damon to not leave his car at the school, my dad drove us to school and I felt 10 years old. It wasn't great. Not as awkward as I thought. My dad is taking to Damon more and more. I see my dad's car and rapidly walk to him.
"Hey dad!" I say when I finally meet him.
"You seem excited." He chuckles.
I shrug. "Nah…" And he raises his eyebrows at me but I can't contain it. "Yes, I am excited." I laugh.
"Hey, we ready to go?" Damon says coming up behind me.
"Yep." My dad says and gets into the drivers side and Damon and I get in the back. It would be weird if I was sitting in the front and he was back here. Probably would make him feel like a convict.
"Your belly looks huge today." Damon smirks.
I look down and smile. "Yeah, I probably need to throw this shirt out soon" I laugh.
We arrive at the clinic and get out. My excitement is now nervousness. I just hope it is healthy and okay. I have been reading online that some people can't find a heartbeat. I would be devastated. I sit down as my dad tells the receptionist I am here. Damon sits next to me and I can tell by his body language he is nervous as well. My dad sits on my other side and hands me a clipboard. I sigh and fill it out. Maybe it will take my mind off of those horrible thoughts.
"Elena Gilbert!" A nurse calls by the door.
I take a deep breath and get up. I hand her the clipboard and she gestures to the scale.
"You have to have my weight?" I whisper.
She nods and smiles. "Yes, we do, we want to make sure you are gaining the necessary weight. Don't worry a lot of people gain weight." She assures.
I nod and get on. I've probably gained fifty pounds.
"And you are 112 pounds." She jots down.
I widen my eyes. "What. How is that possible?! I only gained two pounds, but my belly is huge." I gesture down to it.
"You are a little underweight but don't worry, your belly is a lot bigger than others that have come in here, so obviously your baby is getting bigger."
I nod.
My dad and Damon follow me into an exam room. They both sit on chairs together while I am on the exam table.
"So the doctor will be in with you shortly." She says and closes the door.
I let out a deep breathe.
"Elena, you do need to eat better." My dad says firmly.
"Dad! I eat all the time!"
"But nothing nutritional, you could eat all the junk food in the world and not get any nutrition. We need to work better on getting you to eat protein."
"Sounds gross." I mumble.
"Well sorry to break the news but you can't live off of fries." My dad says.
"He is right, Elena. The baby needs vitamins and wholesome food. I can make you some of my good Italian dishes. That will make it easier." He jokes lightly.
I smile at their concern but in reality it makes my morning sickness come back thinking of those foods.
"Hello you guys." Dr. Klein says entering the room.
"Hi." I mumble.
"Grayson!" Dr. Klein exclaims.
They both get up and shake hands. "Hey John." My dad laughs.
"Good to see you again. We work on separate departments so it is always good seeing you again." He smiles.
"It is." My dad agrees.
"What a small world. I delivered Damon, and I am now delivering your daughter's baby." He shakes his head and laughs.
"You delivered Damon?" My dad says shocked.
"Oh yeah, him and his brother" Dr. Klein nods and sits down on the stool.
My dad shakes his head still in shock and sits down again.
"Okay I will just go over some things then we will have an ultrasound tech look at the baby." He says.
He asks my dad about family history which we missed out on last time with it being a secret and all. Though the secret didn't last long. He then asks about symptoms I am experiencing.
"So, I saw your weight…" He says looking down at my charts.
I groan.
"You should have gained a little bit more than that, so it is a little concerning. I am going to put you on some shakes that will have you gain weight and give you the necessary nutrition." He says writing things down in the chart.
I nod going along with it.
"Other than that I will grab Sarah to do the ultrasound." He smiles.
I smile as he leaves the room. I am so close to seeing him/her again. I almost have butterflies in my stomach.
"Well Elena, it is good he is prescribing you that. It helps a lot with weight gain and getting the write nutrition." My dad informs me.
"And I will make sure you drink it." Damon warns.
Oh and I know he will.
"Hey! I am eating a lot of pickles and I never even liked the damn things. And like you said they are healthy." I point out.
"Yes they are healthy, Elena but you can't live off of them." My dad rolls his eyes and laughs.
Damon laughs with him.
Great now they are ganging up on me.
The door opens revealing the same ultrasound tech as before.
"Hi, my name is Sarah and I am going to take a look at that little baby of yours.." She says sweetly.
I smile and nod laying back.
"Do I need to change into a gown again this time?" I ask.
She shakes her head. "We only do that when we take a look down in your vaginal area." She assures.
I let out a deep breath. Whew. At least I don't have to do that this time.
"If you can just pull your shirt up." She asks.
I nod and roll my shirt up. My stomach definitely looks bigger laying down. Its weird to think in a few weeks how much it has grown.
"Okay this will be cold." She warns and puts cold gel on my belly.
I cringe at the temperature.
She moved the device around and then we hear it again. The heartbeat. I always get emotional hearing it. Knowing it is him or her. Alive. I look at the screen and see a lot more of a developed baby than last time. It actually looks like a baby. I am amazed.
"So here is he or she again." The tech says. "You can see here it is sucking on their thumb." She laughs.
She points out to us the arms and the legs and it just astounds me how much this little baby has grown. I look over and both my Dad and Damon are teary eyed. Softies. This baby already has everyone wrapped around it's little finger.
"It is still too early to determine the sex, so we will probably see to that in one of the next appointments." She says taking more pictures. "But everything looks good and healthy. I am assuming your due date will be around June 6th." She informs us.
Just before school gets out. Got to give me kudos for planning this right. Ha.
"So do you want pictures to take home with you? We also do videos now too."
"Both." Damon chokes out beside me.
I look over and he has a gazed-over look on his face. My dad laughs and pats him on the back.
"Okay use this to wipe the gel off." She says hanging me a towel. "And Dr. Klein will be back with the pictures and videos." She smiles and leaves the room.
"Wow." I whisper.
"The damn kid already has a personality, it was sucking it's thumb the whole time." My dad laughs.
Damon and I join in. I suddenly feel a warm feeling in me. I want to meet it so bad. I want to get to know him or her. See what their dislikes and likes are. Just know it. And I have to wait another five months.
Dr. Klein comes back and gives us a CD and 3 copies of the ultrasound pictures. Knowing we would all want one.
"And I sent in a prescription for those nutrition shakes. Pick them up and drink two to three a day." He advises.
I nod and I can hear Damon and my dad muttering. Probably ways to force it down my throat.
He tells us to come back in two weeks to see if I gained weight. I guess me and my dads route to not go as much didn't work.
I get up off the exam table and Damon grabs my hand making sure I don't fall. I shoot him a look of thanks which I bet he is taking in gratitude because I have been a bitch lately. But I could never be a bitch after a day like today. I got to see my baby again. I am the happiest girl on the earth right now.
We walk out of the office all looking at the pictures we got. All in awe something this incredible was created. I think we all are thankful now. We are looking at this in a good way. We are making the best of it.
I get in the backseat again and sit next to Damon. We both are looking at each other like goofy teenagers. Which we are.
"That was amazing." He whispers in my ear.
I nod and rest my head on his shoulder taking in the past hour.
He sighs in contentment and pets my hair. I notice my dad looking at us weird but we don't care. We are too happy.
"Thank you for coming today. You didn't have to with my dad coming." I say after awhile.
"I wouldn't miss it. Trust me. It is like Christmas for me going, seeing the little heartbeat. Music to my ears."
"Same here. I am always worried it will be taken away from us." I whisper to him unleashing my darkest fear. "So to hear, he or she is alive makes my year." I sigh and nestle closer to him.
"Don't think like that. Those are horrible thoughts. Besides it has us as it's parents which means he/she is the most stubborn kid alive. There is no way she is going. She has to prove us wrong." He jokes.
I laugh. How is it he can always make me feel better? I hate and love it. I hate how he can make me feel better with hardly any words when I have only known him for a few months. How is that possible? But I love how I can count on him to comfort me and cheer me up and at first I thought it was just the baby that is making him like this, but the past few weeks have proved me wrong. He genuinely likes me. I don't know if it is new or not because I have gone to the same school as him since I was little, or maybe it is new. I don't know. But I am loving it. I love having someone to count on. Plus we will always have one thing in common for the rest of our lives. This baby.
We arrive home. My dad just drops us off because he still has to work. Much later now, since he left early to come with me. I told him earlier that I could just go with Damon but he was insistent on going which I liked, it is always good having family there.
We reach my porch and I am confused what to do. Is he just going to go home or come in.
"So…." I trail off.
"Are you going to go in or what?" Damon laughs.
I glare at him. "I was waiting to see if you were going to leave or come in." I say pointedly.
He scoffs "Seriously Elena when do I ever not come in? Unless you tell me you are busy, I always come in." He smirks.
I roll my eyes and open my door. I put my school bag down on the table and look through cupboards. I am hungry. Surprise, surprise.
"Let me cook." Damon says coming up behind me.
"No, I am fine." I say stubbornly looking for food still but nothing I can cook or Damon will let me have. Shit.
"Come on, I have a good dinner in mind." He sing songs.
"Fine." I relent. Only because I am hungry otherwise I wouldn't back down. But a pregnant girl has to do what a pregnant girl has to do to get food.
"I heard your parents have been back for awhile." I blurt out. "Why didn't you tell me?" I say. It has been bothering me. He hardly ever talks about his family including Stefan. And I heard they have been back in town for a few weeks but I've been afraid to ask.
"Didn't see it as much importance." He shrugs.
"Do they know?" I whisper.
He turns around with an exasperated look.
"Okay then, they do know…" I laugh. "So what did they say?!"
"They were pretty cool with it. I knew my mom would take it well but my dad was surprisingly excited for the little rascal." He chuckles.
"Wow." I laugh.
"Yeah my thoughts exactly."
"What did Stefan think? I never even talked to him before even though he is dating my best friend…"
"Stefan is shy, that is why. Though he hosts parties to the moon and back to impress girls. Fickle one, that guy is. But he kind of nodded and went with it. Excited to have a niece."
"Wow I wish my dad and brother reacted like that." I joke.
"Don't we all. I could have done without that black eye." He laughs.
"So what is for dinner?" I ask leaning forward.
"Rice, pork chops and spinach." He tells me.
Blergh.
"Don't make that face at me." He warns. "I let it slide before but now that the doctor said you are underweight I am definitely forcing food down your throat. Both me and your dad." He says getting out ingredients.
"I don't get it. I eat all the time. I should be huge."
"Well you're not, so you are following my rules."
He makes dinner and he told me to just sit back and relax. Watching him make dinner seems so domestic. And seeing his shoulder muscles flex…
Whoa Elena.
What is wrong with me. A future with us could never work out. He is a womanizer. I am just some girl be knocked up. Though he cares for me now and our baby, doesn't change things. He probably didn't know who I was before that night on the beach. But I can't help but let some of those thoughts in…. What if he wasn't a womanizer? What if I didn't get pregnant? Would we have ever became friends? Dated?
I shake my head from those thoughts and look at him putting food on the plate. I am so hungry at this point, I don't care if it is healthy.
"Bon appetite." He says in a accent and sets a plate in front of me.
"Mhmm." I moan and feel my mouth water.
It actually smells really good.
"Hey! I am trying to eat. No more of those sounds." He smirks looking into my eyes.
I look down and blush.
I dig in and taste it. It tastes so good! I pick up my pace and eat faster, not getting enough. Yeah, it's not fried yummy food but it still tastes amazing!
"You liking it?" He laughs.
I nod my head, my mouth too full to say coherent words.
"Your dad is bringing your prescription home with him so I expect you to drink it every night and morning" He says firmly.
I nod and roll my eyes. "Yes dad."
"Trust me I am not your dad. That baby in there proves it."
I laugh.
When we both finish dinner we are leaning back in our chairs and rubbing our bellies. So full. Between the meat, rice, and spinach we are stuffed.
"So I have been meaning to ask you, where is the nursery going to be?" Damon asks after some small talk.
I shrug. "Either my room or the guest room. Jeremy and my dad have been talking about moving Jeremy to the guest bedroom and the baby taking his room, since our rooms are both conjoined to the bathroom." I explain.
He nods thoughtfully.
"Personally I would like it in my room, or at least for the first few months. I don't know I just want to be near him or her in the middle of the night, you know?"
He nods. "Yeah I get that."
I smile and we both get up and wash our dishes together. Another domestic thing that gives me shivers. Normally I would think this is a chore but I am having more fun doing this than when Caroline forced me into cheerleading.
We end up on the couch again he is laying down with me beside him and my head on his chest. To most people this looks weird, maybe it is but I feel very comfortable and happy so it can't be too weird. We stare off into space, both deep in thought. This has been happening a lot lately. We both have so many thoughts. Who could blame us? In high school and soon to be parents. Yeah enough to have anyone spend hours thinking and plotting.
"I would say we could watch a movie but we kind of both passed out last time." I laugh and break the silence.
"Hey, nothing wrong with that. We got a good cuddle session out of it." I can't see his face but I am sure he is smirking.
"I can't believe how big my stomach has gotten. My Dad brought home some baby books and in them it said you can start feeling movement from 13 weeks and 25 weeks." I say excitedly into his chest.
I feel him tense. "Seriously?"
I nod.
Suddenly he is sitting up, forcing me to sit up too.
"What are you doing?" I ask confused.
He stands up looking down on me. "Lay down." He orders.
I look at him confused then shake my head and do as he said.
He gets on his knees and looks me in the eye. "I am going to look okay?"
He then rolls my shirt up and I hear his breath catch. He then touches my belly, and I realize this is the first time he has touched it. He has a look of wonder and amazement etched all over his face and starts rubbing his hands all over my stomach.
"I don't think it will kick soon Damon." I laugh. "Since this is my first pregnancy it probably won't be till later"
"I don't care." He whispers, continuing to rub my belly. "I have wanted to do this for so long…."
I laugh. "What? Rub my belly?" I laugh more.
He stops and shoots me a glare. "Yes, rub your belly, And touch it…."
"You could have done it, I don't mind. I mean it is your child too Damon, it's not like it would be weird." I assure.
"Good to know. Do you ever do this?"
"Rub my belly?" I ask. He nods. "Sometimes, I probably should do it more. But from time to time I do."
"Its so amazing…." He breaths in amazement.
I smile. I had my doubts but I don't think I could have picked a better guy to be the dad. Though, not that I picked or anything. But you get the point.
"You should get pregnancy books." I recommend. "You can learn different things and week by week stuff. I didn't want to read them at first but my dad pushed me to and it is incredible."
"I already have a few." He smiles sheepishly.
Oh my god.
I feel tears welling up. "Wow…" I sniffle, trying to hold back my emotions.
He rolls my shirt down and pushes me a little to the side, then lays next to me. I'm surprised there is enough room for a pregnant girl and a guy but we somehow manage.
"I am warning you now though. That baby will be so spoiled." He laughs.
"By you?" I laugh with him.
"Nope, by my parents. Every time I go home they ask to meet you. And are looking up baby stuff all the time. He or she will probably have its own wing at the Salvatore house by two years old." He jokes.
I laugh and we find ourselves in our old position with my head on his chest just laying there. No words are needed. We sit there and are just happy. Jeremy is gone, god knows where. And my dad is working. We have to savor moments like these.
"I got to go." He groans in my hair.
I groan back. I don't want to be alone.
" Sorry…Trust me I don't want to go either…My parents will want to know how the appointment went and if I want to graduate I have study and do homework" He pouts.
"Okay…" I sigh and sit up.
I walk him to the door and he stops before turning around and looking at my intensely.
"Take care Elena and when your dad comes home with the shakes….drink them." He warns.
I gulp and nod.
He is about to leave before turning around and placing a soft kiss on my right cheek.
Wow.
I feel my whole face ignite like flames touched it. How can one touch leave me reeling? I read about this in books and movies, but I am now experiencing this first hand. I can almost feel the tingles where his soft lips touched my skin.
He smirks. "Goodnight Elena."
Damon pov
I walk through my front door after hanging out with Elena. I like that. Just hanging out with her. The past few weeks have been amazing. I can see her walls breaking down and trusting me. Before she acted as if I would bolt any second. Now she has more faith in me. I really like her. I mean really like her. I can't admit it to myself yet. But I know that other feeling is in me. I don't want to admit it because I don't want to raise my hopes.
Baby wise I am over the moon. The little bugger is growing at a rapid rate now and is visible. When I touched the round bump today of my child, I felt like I could faint on the spot. It wasn't like anything I have ever experienced.
And then seeing the heartbeat made me dizzy. Hearing the very sound of its pulse. It nearly knocked me over. I walk through the door with a smile on my face and turn a corner when I reach the living room. Everyone is in there, including Stefan, watching a program I never heard of and laughing. I haven't seen my family like this since….maybe ever.
I walk hesitantly to where they are sitting and plop down in the nearest chair. When they notice my presence they freeze and pause the program,
"Damon, sorry I didn't hear you come in." My mom apologizes.
I wave my hand. "It's fine."
"So how was the appointment?!" My mom beams.
It's almost cute how she is bursting with joy about this. I thought she would be supportive but not ecstatic. Maybe this baby is mending my family. Maybe this is just what we needed.
"Everything is fine. The whole ultrasound it was sucking it's thumb." I laugh. "The doctor did have to prescribe her some shakes to help her gain weight since she is so small and not gaining fast enough. But all good." I nod.
"Oh my god. Is the baby getting enough food? I thought you said she was eating like a horse?" My mom says with concern.
Oh, I hope to god Elena never hears that. "She was, but the baby is growing so fast and she is so tiny they are battling for nutrition, plus she was eating junk, not anything beneficial" I explain.
"Well shove food down her throat boy!" My mom jokes.
"Trust me when I say I have and it has been a challenge. She is stubborn."
"Damon you're Italian, cook!" Stefan laughs.
I shoot him a glare. "I have Stefan, but I don't really live there so I can't monitor everything. And her dad works a lot."
"She has nothing to worry about. Salvatore babies come out 9lbs or more" My dad waves off.
"Ouch for her." Stefan chuckles.
"Hey shut it Stef!"
"Shut up both of you, Damon show me the pictures!" My mom squeals.
I roll my eyes and reach into my jacket pocket pulling out a CD, and picture.
She takes them and look it over. "Oh my god! Giuseppe you have to see this!"
My dad grumbles and looks over like it is paining him to pay attention, but when he sees the ultrasound picture he cracks a smile.
This is a miracle baby.
Updated fast didn't I? I was reviewing my top secret plot plan for this whole story and what each chapter will entail and i got so excited.
This was obviously a filler/fluff chapter. They deserved it. The past few chapters have been brutal.
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