I don't own the vampire diaries and I don't own the characters.
This takes place after the events in my fanfic Soulmates always find a way.
The POV's will be from Damon and Elena.
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Thank you once again for all your feedback! I love reading your reviews. This is a fun filler chapter. I had fun writing the end of it and I drew from a personal experience I had years ago at a friends house.

Meskin10- I loved the names you suggested for the babies, Aria and Sebastian. I had been having trouble thinking of names and if you don't mind I'll credit you 100% for the idea of the names, do you mind if I use them?

Charlotte123450- I can assure you she won't lose the twins but there will be a little bit of drama surrounding the birth, Elena has a complication that no one sees coming. Just a little warning.


Chapter 18- Party hard?

Damon's POV

I groaned as I pulled the pillow over my head. 4 days. It's only been 4 fucking days. "God Gilbert don't you ever get tired of the rock music?" I mumble the words not expecting an answer. I know he'll hear me from downstairs. I reach my arm out and...a piece of paper. I slowly open my eyes and sit up to read the note.

Be nice to Jeremy.
Went out with Caroline and Jenna to shop for baby stuff.
Be back with lunch later.
Love you.
-E

Of course she would still find more stuff to buy. This woman would make me go broke sooner rather than later and there was no damn way that I, Damon Salvatore, would get a job. I pull on my favorite black shirt and pair of black jeans and walk downstairs. As expected Jeremy is drunk off his ass and jumping around the living room to his way too loud rock music. I walk to the iPod and turn down the volume. "Some of us are human, like me, and I don't want to go deaf. My eardrums won't heal if they burst like yours will. Now sit down and take a Ritalin or something. You're too hyper." I lay down on the couch and close my eyes. Maybe if I pretend I'm sleeping and way too hungover he won't convince me to drink and party with him like has the past 4 days.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. You used to like to party Damon. Speaking of parties, Ric is coming over and we are planning yours today instead of just drinking your booze."

"What party for me kid?" My mind is drawing a blank as to why I would need a party.

"Your bachelor party dick. The wedding is in 2 days and your party is tomorrow."

Bachelor party, like I need one. I shake my head. "No party. I spent nearly 200 years partying, I'm not going to miss being single." Especially not if I have Elena in my bed every night. I smile at all the naughty thoughts that come into my head. For example those furry red handcuffs that are in my bedside table that look just perfect when they are securely locked around her wrists, and her ankles. She's writhing underneath me and it makes her even wetter...then a series of pillows are hitting my face.

"Stop your thoughts you dick! That's my sister or I hope you're thinking of your fiancee because you obviously have something on your mind to make you like that." He doesn't stop hitting me until he's done with his sentence.

"Way to ruin a moment Gilbert. I need a shower." I roll myself off the couch and go back upstairs.

I turn the water all the way to cold and step in. Yep, nothing...this isn't helping at all. I resort to the first time in almost a year thinking about Elena while my hand releaves the hardness that ached for Elena. After my shower I sit on the bed and think of anything that would keep my from going back downstairs. I love Jeremy but he's too depressed and he's not himself. So after 30 minutes I give up and go back downstairs where once again Jeremy's music blaring. Little does he know I actually like this song, hell it could be my theme song. Which is probably why I find myself grabbing the bottle of bourbon and starting to sing along to the music.

"And all the girls say I'm pretty fly for a white guy. He needs some cool tunes not just any will suffice. But the didn't have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice. Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass. But if he looks twice they're gonna kick his lily ass." I watch as he turns down the volume and stares wide eyed at me. "What? Didn't think I listened to The Offspring? I'm full of surprises."

"I can see that Salvatore. So party...stripper..."

I shake my head. "No. No stripper."

"Come on Damon!" I keep shaking my head. I've had a lot of strippers in my years and I don't want another one. "Elena won't care, plus Caroline is planning her party today too. I'm sure they will have a stripper."

"Fine. Elena's young and has probably never had one, besides me of course." I laugh. "You want a stripper go to the community college and use that vampire compulsion, they'll strip for you. I know from experience. No stripper. Next on the list."

I wave for him to continue "Music." I raise my eyebrows and take a long drink of bourbon. He wants to plan the music for a bachelors party, has he ever been to one? Why did I make him AND Ric my best men...oh yeah because he's my brother and Ric is my drinking buddy.

"Classical." I answer with something that isn't rock knowing what he'd immediately want. I catch his grimace and he shakes his head.

"Rock."

"I'd rather have rap or God forbid it pop."

Brotherly banter. God, how I miss Stefan in times like this my baby brother the saint yet he knew how to have a good time.

"How about no music at all?" I smile. Ric.

"No, come on Uncle Ric. We have to have something to at least make him drunk enough to dance to since he won't let us get a stripper"

"Damon doesn't need a stripper, he's had enough. And you Jeremy are too young for one."

I knew that Ric would be on my side. We argue until we finally decide on rap music for some background music. I know I'm going to regret this eventually. I still remember when I surprised Jeremy by my rapping skills at the lake house.I was thoroughly drunk that night and it was just me, Matt the quarterback, and baby Gilbert. That damn Flo Rida song was on and they were dancing horribly, I had said I could rap and dance better than they could and they doubted me. Never the less I proved them wrong and they were quite stunned at my ability to rap. They had never believed I'd spend most of the 90's along with 2000-2003 blending in with the rappers and gangsters. The only reason Elena nor anyone else knew about that was because they'd been sworn to secrecy. "Out of curiosity, who have you invited to this party little Gilbert?" I look at him and immediately start laughing harder than I've laughed in a while.

It was clear by the look on his face that guests had been the last thing he was worried about. I thoroughly enjoyed his dumbfounded look. "You...you forgot...you can't...have..." I couldn't even get out a full sentence. Come on who would throw a party of any kind without having at least a list of people they would want to want to invite.

"I think what Damon is trying to say is...you have to have guests to have a party Jeremy."

I nod my head and point at Ric. I'm still laughing my ass off.

"Well who can I invite? Everyone in town but you, me and dad hate Damon."

This causes all three of us to burst out in laughter, once again. No one can deny that Gilbert is right. I don't have many friends. It was just like a light bulb had turned on in my head, I had an idea. It would benefit everybody, we needed guests and the girls would need a spacious area for their party, Bonnie would be there so maybe by some miracle between Elena, Caroline, and myself we could get them to make up because Elena had already somewhat forgiven Bonnie for kissing me...she would never let Bonnie and I alone again but I was thankful for that. "How about we combine both parties?" I had stopped laughing long ago and I guess they had to. They both looked at me with shocked expressions on their faces and then Jeremy bust out laughing some more. Ric looked thoughtful.

"Is he serious?" Jeremy said that at the same time Ric said, "That might work."

I knew that I'd be able to convince Jeremy, I'd just leave out the fact that the witch most likely would be there. Elena would love the idea seeing as she hadn't wanted to be away from me at all lately. Blondie would take some convincing. Going to Klaus was out of the question because he was currently out of town getting Elena and I a wedding present. Elena and I were still curious as to what this present was but we would have to wait because not even Blondie knew what it was.

20 minutes later Ric and I had convinced Jeremy that yes I was serious and this would be a good thing for all of us. It was lunch time and the girls still weren't back and I was fucking starving. "Come on you drunken party planners we are making lunch." I grab Jeremy's arm and pull him behind me as I walk to the kitchen. Ric plants himself on a stool by the bar and Jeremy leans against the counter by the sink. "Well we can make a pizza, or we can make a pizza because that's really all we have at the moment."

"Can't we just order a pizza? Making one sounds too..."

"Challenging? Would it be too hard for widdle baby Gilbert to make a pizza?" I can't help but mock him a little bit. I mean it's what big brothers do right.

He growls at me and I swear I see him fighting back his fangs, it's quite amusing really. "Fine. How do you make a damn pizza you freaking Italian douche?"

I laugh as I hand him a round pizza pan. "Step 1. Have a pizza pan. Step 2. We make the dough, the fun part." After I tell him how much of everything to mix together we get to the fun part, making it round. I know I could have him just roll it out with a rolling pin but seriously where is the fucking fun in that? "Okay now watch and repeat what I do." I take the dough carefully and make a small circle before throwing it in the air and catching it perfectly. After repeating the process and spreading the dough to make it the size of the pan I lay it down. "Perfect. Go Gilbert." I watch him spread it out and then he tosses it up. I wait...and wait...and wait...then I look up. I start literally laughing my ass off. "Dude. You're a vampire who should do things fucking perfectly and yet you get it stuck to the ceiling. That is fucking hilarious." I barely get the sentence out before I fall against the kitchen island in laughter. Luckily I'm not the only laughing because Ric was also laughing so hard he, also a vampire, fell off his stool.

"Okay it's not that funny. I'll just try again."

I watch as he makes himself another batch of dough. I sit on the stool next to Ric and we are both trying very hard not to laugh. He throws it up and again we're left waiting. It gets stuck again. We both look away as we try out damnedest not to laugh still. I know what he's doing wrong but I don't tell him. I want to see if he can notice it himself. He growls and tries again. He's using his vampire speed now and it's still not helping. After about the 6th try I see his fangs are out and his eyes have changed, he's pissed and he's let the monster take over. I get up tentatively and notice Ric is shadowing my movements.

"Jer?" I grab the bowl from in front of him and set it aside. "I know what the problem is and I've known for a while."

He glares at me and I see that his eyes soften just a little bit and his fangs aren't nearly as sharp. Apparently he's not out to kill me...yet. "What?" He growls the word at me.

"Your strength. You're using your vampire strength to throw it up and you're tossing too hard."

I see him take his last circle and throw it lighter and this time it works. "How long have you been sitting there with this knowledge Salvatore?"

I step back and laugh. He turns and starts walking towards me and he can see the answer on my face. "About the second time." I turn and full out run once I see him grab the bowl full of extra dough. I know Jeremy Gilbert well enough that even though he might not want to kill me starting a food fight is definitely not above him.

"Oh you better run Damon!"

Elena's POV

I had been shopping with Caroline and Jenna for hours now. We had everything we needed for the babies but according to Caroline Forbes the Salvatore babies had to have the latest fashion. I did not agree, they were babies not super models. Lucky for me though Damon wasn't paying for this trip Caroline was. I had left him a note before leaving the house because I didn't want to wake him, he looked so peaceful sleeping and after partying with Jer the night before he needed his sleep.

"Earth to Elena."

I look up as we're walking through the mall. "Huh? Sorry Caroline, I was thinking about Damon."

"Bachlorette party." She rolls her eyes at me. "I was thinking we could have it at the Grille and we could invite everyone. It will be open bar except for you of course, and the stripper would be approved ahead of time by yours truly."

I stare at her in shock. She's got this all planned out already. I shake my head and sip on my Icee. "I don't want a party Caroline and I definitely don't want a stripper. Not unless it's Damon." I walk into the CD store and decide to browse a little bit. I still had no clue what to give Damon for a wedding present and even though I knew it wouldn't be a CD maybe inspiration would hit me while I browsed.

"Oh come on Lena! You need this party." I laugh, she never gives up.

"No. I really don't Care."

I'm walking forward until she's right in front of me, faster than HUMANLY possible. "Yeah ya do. You're only single once and it's coming to an end. It's the end of...well Elena Gilbert! You'll be Elena Salvatore and while I'm all for it you need to have fun."

I shake my head. "No." I walk out of the store and head to the food court. Damn this pregnancy it's messing up my eating habits. I don't like to eat fast food but lately it's all I've been craving and it fucking sucks. I could kill for Damon's homemade cheese ravioli and Alfredo sauce but unlucky me I'm not home to ask for it.

"Ok so what if I convinced Damon to be the stripper?"

I look at my best friend and my eyebrows shoot up to my hairline. Did she really just suggest that she get my fiancee, MY fiancee to strip at a party that no doubt she wanted to invite half the town to? No, I must have heard her wrong. My best friend could not possibly be that stupid. I see her taking in my expression and suddenly I feel the tension spread when Jenna finds us and sits down next to me, while I'm still glaring at Caroline.

"Woah. What did I miss when I went to Victoria's Secret?"

I turn my head and answer her. "Well, Care just suggested that we hire DAMON to be the stripper at my bachlorette party. What a great and wonderful idea right Jenna?" I manage to put all the sarcasm in that response at exactly the right moments.

Jenna shakes her head and raises her hands up in surrender. "If you hire Damon, I'm staying home with Ric. I don't want to see...that. No offense Elena."

I stifle a laugh. "None taken." I turn back to Caroline and shake my head. "No Damon stripping. Let's head home alright?"

They both nod and we make our way to the car. The whole ride home I keep thinking about Damon stripping. Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing, maybe I could convince him to strip for just me...very very slowly. Wait, he does that already not slowly but definitely efficiently. We pull up to the boardinghouse and I help Caroline get the bags out of the trunk. She's trying to listen in on what's going on in the house and all of a sudden she puts all the bags back in her trunk. The first thought that comes to my mind is something dangerous is in the house. With Damon. I freak out. I run to the door and open it only to hear Damon yell, "DUCK!"

I have no time to respond until I feel Caroline grab me and push me into the kitchen to sit on the floor behind the island at vampire speed. "What. The. Hell?" She's laughing and shaking her head.

"Food fight. Shall we join?"

Oh this could be fun. I peak around the corner and see no one so I open the fridge and grab the two whipped cream cans and the very large Hershey chocolate syrup. I toss Caroline the syrup and open the first can of whipped cream. We head toward the hallway and look both ways. I turn to go right while Care turns to go left. I stop at the corner and I see pizza dough fly at my head. I duck it and jump around the corner and spray Ric head on with whipped cream while I run to my next hiding spot, behind the living room chair.

"Hmm I like whipped cream Elena!"

I laugh and I know he already knows where I am. He's a vampire, I'm sure my heart is a dead give away. I hear Care growl and yell very loudly. "Salvatore senior I will get you for that! You got caramel syrup in my hair! Do you know how hard that is to get out!" I bust out laughing and fall from behind the chair. That is too fucking funny.

I'm met by Ric who shoves pizza dough in my face as I try to spray him again. He's standing over me, I notice that he's keeping a careful eye on my stomach and then he runs away laughing. God, sometimes he can be such a kid but this has got to be probably the funnest thing we've all done in a while. I get up and run up the stairs and I'm met in the hallway by Jeremy. He knocks into my shoulder and I stumble back into the wall and on my ass. He falls to his knees in front of me immediately.

"Oh God Elena! I'm sorry! I didn't hurt you did I?!"

I see the concern on his face and I keep my laughter to myself. I know I need the element of surprise if I want to stand any chance of getting to a hiding spot before he uses his vampire abilities against me. I nod my head. "I'm fine Jer. I'm okay. It's just..."

"Just what? Lena..."

"Just..." I don't finish the sentence I just jump to my feet and start spraying him everywhere. "You're whipped!" I laugh so hard at my own joke I don't feel myself being pulled into Damon's bedroom until he's looking me in the eyes.

"I've missed you all day Ms. Gilbert." His blue eyes are dancing with excitement.

"I've missed you too Mr. Salvatore. Did you party hard today?"

He's covered in pizza dough and chocolate syrup. I lick the syrup off his neck and switch places to where he's on the wall now. "You taste so good. But...something is missing." I'm at his collarbone now and I know he's past being coherent now. I take the can in my hand and spray as I run out the door. I hear him growl and start running after me.

"Oh you better run Elena!"