This whole six week break thing is seriously f***** up): This season has too many long breaks… ugh. Anyways, hope you enjoy R & R
"Are you okay?" Damon asked, his dark eyebrows furrowing over his ice blue eyes. "You look a little pale."
Elena nodded, feeling her stomach lurch as she did. It wasn't morning sickness- that had stopped a month ago and it wasn't morning. It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon and Elena was about done cooking dinner. She had called Alaric and Jeremy and told them that it was time they let Jenna in on the secret and they both agreed it was a good idea. After talking to the guys, Elena called Jenna and told her she needed to talk to her about something. Jenna had suspiciously agreed and was still out running the errands she was in the middle of when Elena had called her.
"All good," Elena said, forcing her lips to curve up in a smile.
He raised an eyebrow and gave her a disapproving look. "Elena, I've been dead for almost two centuries and I have a better tan than you do right now."
Elena rolled her eyes and went to the stove to check on the noodles she was boiling for chicken alfredo, one of the select things she knew how to cook. Elena had never helped cook all that much so she didn't know much. This particular thing Stefan had taught her to cook after failing at her attempt on one of their stay at home dates at her house. She figured if she was about to make a mistake, Damon would tell her.
"I'm fine," she said, tucking her hair beyond her ears as to not boil it. She needed a haircut.
"Nervous?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess."
"It can't be that bad."
She sighed. "When are you going to learn to never say that?"
He laughed and Elena couldn't help but smile. She had heard Damon genuinely laugh in the last week than she had in the past year and a half. The entire week, every time he laughed she couldn't help but be a little surprised. She was so use to his bitter/sarcastic/slightly insane laugh that something so genuine took her by surprise.
"Honestly, what's the worst that could happen?" he asked.
Various scenes flashed through her brain, none of them good and she winced at one in particular. "She could always try and stake you."
His smile faltered for just a second, probably seeing his own death in his head before it lit up his face again, as if it never left. "Note to self, don't sit near Jenna."
She frowned at him. "That's not funny."
"Sure it is," he said. "You just don't appreciate humor."
She gave him an incredulous look. "I just don't appreciate your humor."
Mock surprise shown on his face. "And here I thought I was funny."
"Not when you're joking about your death," Elena said, frowning. "I just got you. I don't want to think about you dying."
His expression softened just the slightest. He cupped her cheek in his hand and his eyes burned into her's. "I'm not going anywhere until you ask."
She smiled up at him. "You'll be waiting a very long time."
He shrugged. "I've got time."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to her's. She giggled as he lifted her up onto the counter and he stood between her legs as they kissed. She tangled her hands in his dark hair and smiled.
"Gross."
Elena pulled back and her face turned red as she spotted her brother standing in the entrance of the kitchen, his face turned in disgust.
She pushed back Damon and hopped down off the counter, smiling as she thought about how red her face was.
Damon sighed and turned to Jeremy. "Really?" he asked.
"What?" Jeremy asked, shrugging. "I don't want to see you eating my sister's face."
Damon's eye flickered wickedly and Elena only had the briefest amount of time to wonder what he was about to do before he spun her around and kissed her heavily. By the time he pulled back she was out of breath and dizzy.
Jeremy's disgusted look only furthered and he said, "I'll be in the living room if you need me."
It was no secret to anyone- except Jenna- that Elena and Damon were together. She had told Caroline and Bonnie the first moment she was away from Damon and Caroline had squealed in delight. She said it was about time. Bonnie gave her a weak smile and shook her head disapprovingly, but she was still happy for her best friend. If Caroline knew, Elena assumed Tyler knew and if Tyler knew, she assumed Matt knew. Of course, not that either of them would really care. Alaric and Damon had become friends over the last year and Alaric seemed satisfied, like he had been waiting for it to happen. Jeremy looked like he could careless that his sister was with the vampire who snapped his neck. Jeremy didn't hold grudges.
"Wait, wait, wait," he had said after she told in, an incredulous expression on his face, "you mean you two haven't been you now this entire time?"
"Jeremy I'm pregnant!" she exclaimed, shocked that her little brother would suggest that.
"So?" he said, shrugging. "What does that have anything to do with anything?"
"I don't think you can have sex when you're pregnant," Elena said.
He shook his head and laughed. "Okay Elena."
Hmm. Sex on mind, she did wonder idly if it would hurt the baby if they did. She would certainly have to talk about that with Dr. Robin.
"Why are you blushing?"
"I'm not!" Elena said, much too quickly. If she wasn't blushing before, she certainly was now.
"Okaaay," he said, in a sing-song voice she'd never heard him use before.
She felt him eyeing her the rest of the time she prepared dinner.
"Okay, what's going on?" Jenna asked as soon as they all sat down at the table. She looked at Damon who was seated a good distance away from her. "And what is he doing here?"
Damon smiled slightly and took a sip of wine out of the glass.
Jenna looked at Elena for an explanation. "Well?"
Elena bit her lip, thinking of a way to tell her aunt.
"Oh, God, you're pregnant aren't you?"
Elena's eyes widened and she suddenly could not think of one thing to say,. She planned on telling Jenna about the baby after telling her about everything.
"Jenna, we all have to tell you something," Alaric said, saving her. Elena shot him a grateful look. "And we should have done it a long time ago."
"It might be a little hard to…" Elena trailed off, thinking of the right word.
"Swallow," Damon said.
Elena would have rolled her eyes at his pun if it wasn't so unfunny and completely inappropriate. But then again, it was Damon.
That only made Jenna look even more confused. "Seriously, Damon," she said, "what are you doing here?"
"Jenna, do you remember about a year and a half ago when those animal attacks started?" Elena asked.
"Yeah," Jenna said, slowly. "Wasn't it a mountain lion or something?"
Elena shook her head. "They weren't animal attacks, Jenna."
"Then what were they?" Jenna asked, looking doubtful at her niece.
"They were attacks," Alaric said. "But the one doing the attacking wasn't a mountain lion or any other animal for that matter."
"Then what were they?"
"They were vampire attacks," Jeremy said, speaking for the first time.
The word hung in the air, echoing. -ire- ire- ire- ire….
Jenna's eyes went wide. And then she burst out laughing, causing Elena to jump and Alaric and Jeremy to frown. Damon looked slightly worried and slightly amused.
"Vampire?" she asked, between giggles. "Vampire? Okay, ha ha. Funny. Now, seriously, what's going on?"
"Jenna, we're being serious. Vampires are very real." This was going to be a lot harder than Elena thought.
Jenna gave them an incredulous look. "No, they're not."
"I know this is hard to believe," Alaric said. "But it's the truth."
"No, no, no, no," Jenna said, shaking her head, a slightly panicked look on her face. "Vampires are fiction made up to scare little kids and gullible older people. Vampires don't exist outside of Twilight and Interview With The Vampire."
Damon scoffed and they all turned to look at him. "Please" he said, distaste in his tone. "Twilight got it all wrong. Anne rice did knock it on the head though. She was a good writer."
"What are you doing here?" Jenna exclaimed.
"I'm a vampire," Damon said, seriously.
Jenna's eyes widened. "That's insane. You're Damon Salvatore, your little brother is Stefan. Zack is your uncle. Vampires don't exist."
"Stefan's a vampire too," Damon explained. "We've been vampires since 1864 and as for Zack, he was my great, great, great, great… great something, nephew."
Jenna's eyes were as wide as golf balls. She looked like she was going to be sick. She grabbed the wine bottle off the center of the table and took a long swig. She looked at everyone at the table, an accusing look on her face.
Elena was just happy she hadn't noticed how Damon said "was." Damon wasn't the monster he used to be, but Jenna wouldn't understand that.
"How long have you known about this?" she asked no one in particular.
"I found out not long after Stefan and Damon arrived in town," Elena said.
"I found out not long after she did," Jeremy said.
"I've known for awhile," Alaric said. "Isobel isn't a missing person. She's a vampire."
"How?"
"I turned her," Damon explained.
"Why? How?" Jenna said, the words rushing into one.
"She wanted to be," Damon said, "and as for how, you have to have vampire blood in your system when you die to turn."
"I came here to hunt him down," Alaric said. "To kill him. I thought he killed her."
Jenna took another swig from the bottle. "Anything else?" she asked, breathless.
They all exchanged a look.
"Yeah," Jeremy said. "A lot."
"When I was turned in 1864, it was by a vampire named Katherine Pierce. I was in love with her in every sense of the word. But she was horrible and selfish. She wanted both Stefan and I and it turned us against each other.
The town became suspicious and Stefan, not on purpose, tipped off our father that Katherine was a vampire. He injected Stefan with vervain and-"
"What's that?" Jenna asked.
"Its an herb," Elena explained. "Its toxic to vampires and it stops them from compelling you."
"Compelling?"
"Mind control," Damon explained.
Jenna's eyes widened.
"Its in your system," Elena said, comfortingly. "You've been ingesting it for the last year and a half. We've all been. I've been slipping it into your coffee and your perfume."
Jenna looked relieved for just half a second.
"Anyways," Damon said. "Katherine was captured as were the other vampires that were hiding out in the town. They were injected with vervain to weaken them and thrown into Fell's Church, which the Founding Families sat on fire. Of course, they didn't know about the tunnel underneath the church. It lead to a tomb.
"The vampires gathered in the tomb where a spell was put, holding them in until it was broken."
"Spell?" she asked. "What kind of spell?"
"A spell by a witch," Elena said.
"Witches exist too?" Jenna asked, her voice rising an octave,
"Oh, yes," Damon said. "You know one."
"Bonnie's a witch," Elena said. "So is her boyfriend Luka and his father Jonah."
Again, Jenna reached for the bottle. "Go on," she said to Damon.
"Emily Bennett, one of the most powerful witches the world has ever seen, and I made a deal. One hundred and forty five years from that night, a comet would pass and the spell would be able to be unlocked. In exchange for this information, I had to protect Emily's bloodline. She and another hundred witches were tied to a stake and burned."
"Were they evil?" Jenna asked, looking like she was getting into the story.
Damon shook his head. "No, but the Founding Families thought they were. They thought they were using Black Magic, though they weren't. Witches don't dab into Black Magic unless they're insane. It isn't something you play around with."
"Then what happened?" she asked.
"Stefan and I were just turned into vampires," he said, leaving out the dramatic way how they turned. "When you're a vampire, every emotion you had as a human is intensified by a hundred, a thousand even. I hated Stefan for taking Katherine away from me. I hated him so much I promised to make the rest of his eternal life a living hell. For years and years after that, I would show up and ruin everything as soon as I saw he was happy."
Jenna's eyebrows furrowed and she appeared to be thinking. "145 years ago was… what? A year ago?"
"Yes," he said, nodding. "I returned to Mystic Falls to break the spell and get Katherine out of the tomb. Stefan knew nothing about this spell and that he was here at the time was random chance."
"But you didn't get her out of the tomb?"
"The night I was able to break the spell, Emily Bennett's ghost returned. She said that releasing these vampires would be too dangerous and she wouldn't allow it. She destroyed the crystal I needed to open the tomb. Of course, this didn't stop me. Not too much longer, I opened the tomb. We found a way to open the tomb. Katherine wasn't in there. She never was.
"Stefan and my love for Katherine had been a lie. She had never cared about me. She had cared for Stefan in a way, but I was just something to play with for her."
"That's horrible," Jenna said.
"There's more Jenna," Elena explained. "Do you remember after the accident how no one could explain why I got out?"
She nodded.
"Stefan pulled me out. He saw the accident and Dad told him to save me. When Stefan saw me, he saw Katherine. Have you ever heard of a doppelganger?"
She shook her head.
"I look exactly like Katherine," Elena explained. "If you were talking to Katherine, you would think it was me. I'm her doppelganger."
"Where is Katherine?" Jenna asked, looking panicked again. "Do you know?"
"She's in the tomb," Alaric said.
Jenna tuned to Damon. "You said she wasn't."
"She wasn't at the time. She is now. She was compelled to stay in there by a powerful vampire."
"There is something called the Sun and the Moon Curse," Elena said. "It condemns vampires to the night and werewolves to turn on a full moon."
"You walk in the sunlight," she said, looking at Damon. Her eyes got wide suddenly. "Did you say werewolves?"
"Emily put a spell on this ring so I could walk in the sunlight. Katherine and Stefan also have a ring like this. As does Caroline."
"Caroline?" Jenna asked.
Elena nodded. "Tyler Lockwood is a werewolf."
"To break the Sun and the Moon Curse," Damon went on, "the human doppelganger, a werewolf and a vampire must all be sacrificed."
"Oh my god," Jenna whispered.
"The Original vampire, Klaus wants to break the curse," Damon said.
"Are you in danger?" Jenna asked looking at Elena, panic evident in her voice and face.
Elena shook her head, though this wasn't one hundred percent true. "Elijah, another original vampire, and I made a deal. When the time comes, I will have to let him take me for the sacrifice but it won't happen. Elijah is going to murder Klaus before the sacrifice begins."
"Elijah?" Jenna whispered.
Elena nodded, slowly.
"Oh, god," Jenna said. "Oh my god."
"He's protecting us," Elena said. "All of us. That was the terms of the deal."
"You're not safe," Jenna said, shaking her head.
"Damon and I aren't completely sure, but we think that Luka and Jonah are working with Elijah. They're protecting us." At least, she prayed they were.
Jenna swallowed and was silent for a moment. She smiled half heartedly and said, "At least, you aren't pregnant."
Heat creeped up into Elena's face. "Um, actually…"
"You have got to be kidding me," Jenna said, looking at her in horror.
Elena shook her head. "Three months."
"Whose the father?" she asked. She turned to Damon, eyes blazing.
"Not me," Damon said, shaking his head, though Elena noticed that he said it longingly.
"Stefan is," Elena explained. "He left before we found out. Damon's been helping me."
As she said this, Damon and Elena linked hands.
Jenna stared at them a long time before finally she said, "I need a drink."
Lol, okay so I like sweet, mushy Damon, but I also like sarcastic, funny Damon so both will be showing up in the rest of the story(;
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