They finally made it Elena's house. They couldn't call it their house because it wasn't theirs.

Damon drove his bike, his glasses on his face. He didn't speak a word.

Elena drove the car, she didn't say a word either.

She was stunned that she realized she loved Damon, she was in love with him.

Elena got out of her car and opened up her side doors to her car. She made a grab for the suitcase but then doubled over, clutching at the sides of the door handle.

Damon was right by her side. He grabbed her gently, to straighten her up and then picked her up bridal style. He closed the door with his hand and walked up her gravel road. He planted her on the ground and she handed him her keys, holding on to his shoulder. He wrapped one arm around her and unlocked the door. He pushed it forward before slipping Elena back in his arms and walked in the house, closing the door behind him.

He walked her up her stairs, without even looking at her. She snuggled more into his arms. She never wanted to let him go.

He walked into her room and pulled the covers back. He took off her heels and dropped them on the ground. He sat her on the bed and grabbed the ends of her shirt, she raised her arms over her head and he slid it off her. He reached for her pencil skirt and she lifted up just a little so he could unzip it in the back and take it off, throwing it behind him.

He adjusted her in the bed, pulling the covers back and dipping her legs underneath the covers. Elena looked at him as he pulled the covers up to her chest. He smoothed her hair back and kissed her on her forehead.

She turned on his heel and made his way towards her door.

"Where are you going?" She was afraid that he was going to leave. That he was going to not be there for her anymore. That all he said on the phone, not to long ago, was a lie.

He turned his head over his shoulder and smiled, it was light and didn't show any teeth. "I'm packing the rest into the house. I am your new roommate. You rest, you deserve it. After I pack, I'll go buy some pregnancy test or something."

Elena nodded her head and rolled over on her side. She heard the faint noises that his boots made as he walked away.

Something was wrong. Elena knew. But there was nothing that she could do about it.

If he wanted to talk then he knew where to find her.

They were roommates, lovers, and maybe parents after all.

;..;

Damon quickly put everything in the house, making sure not to awake his sleeping beauty upstairs. He found her purse and walked into her room, placing all her items where they were supposed to go. She had a green toothbrush, various under clothes, that he would love to talk to her late about, and a book. The Killing Dance by Laurel K. Hamilton and a folder that was filled with papers. He dare didn't look through them. He wasn't nosy. He found her phone and placed it on her dresser

He grabbed both of his suitcases and put his things away. He had set up his laptop and ipod to charge it. He found a sticky note on her desk and wrote on it his password to unlock. It was her name. It was simple and short. He saw her green laptop but just in case if she wanted she could get on his black laptop.

After everything had been put away, he took out his phone. He hadn't check it since, well ever, he had three missed calls and twenty messages. The three missed calls were from Stefan, the messages were from the gang. Asking where he was and what was he doing. They didn't ask him about the pregnancy. He knew he wouldn't.

Stefan never told anybody his business or anyone elses business.

Stefan was a good person like that.

He called Stefan.

Stefan answered. His voice was groggy. It was eight.

"Did I wake sleeping beauty?" Damon tried to sound like he was alright. That his father just didn't kick him out and that he wasn't feeling bad.

"Not really. Anna is in the bathroom. I think I like her. She's stalker crazy but she's funny and sweet." Stefan paused and then Damon heard a loud sigh. "What happened? I called but you not answering I just stopped."

Damon wanted to break down. It was too much. But he wanted all his friends there.

"I'll tell you at the Grill. Call the rest of the guys, I have to make sure Elena is okay."

"Alright. Ten minutes. I want explanations, no excuses."

"Yes, mother."

They both chuckled and hung up the phone, saying their goodbyes.

Damon erased his entire inbox and voice mails.

All from Stefan.

He placed his phone back into his pocket and looked at Elena. She was sound asleep.

He reached over towards her phone and looked at it.

It was vibrating and buzzing.

He quickly, not wanting to awake Elena, answered the call and placed it on his ear.

"Hello?"

"Elena, are you sick? I knew pregnancy was going to make you sound like a male but not a sexy male."

It was her sister.

"Oh, sorry. I'm Damon. She's asleep. Long day."

There was a pause. She didn't say anything for a bit.

"Oh, your her babies dad. I'll come over right now. Don't worry about me. I have a key to her house as she has to mine."

Damon raised his eyebrow.

"Why would you want to come over right now?"

"I want to check out the dude who knocked up my sister and I want to see her. I haven't seen her in so long. I'll bring some pregnancy tests. The expensive ones. I want to know if I'm aunt. I'm soooo happy." He heard her laugh.

It was just like Elena's, except more evil.

"Alright. I'm heading out. I won't be long."

Katherine told him, he better not be gone long and she hung up. He did the same and placed the phone back on the dresser. He looked at Elena one last time before he headed out of her house. He took his bike and drove down the road.

He stopped at the Grill, ten minutes later. He walked in and was stopped by a blonde girl. She was smiling and asking if he wanted anything. She was new. He told her that if she talked to Bill and told him that he was back and would start tomorrow. The blonde looked confused before marching off, a pout on her face.

He walked further into the bar and noticed Matt, Jeremy, Tyler, and Stefan. They were all sitting down, a beer in their hands, except for Stefan. He ordered orange juice.

Damon took off his sunglasses and placed them into his short pockets.

He hadn't changed at all. If he did, he would have laid down and went to sleep.

The guys greeted him with murmurs as he sat down.

He didn't care though. He just wanted to get this out.

"So, how was Europe?" Tyler asked. He was tracing the rim of the glass. No sound was made. He looked offly pissed.

"Not good. My dad's bimbo lost the baby."

Everyone in the group didn't gasp or open their eyes in shock. They all knew of Henry's younger women. They didn't care.

"How's everything with Elena? Stefan told us that you guys are close. How close?" Jeremy was drinking down his beer, looking around the bar at all the women there.

They didn't look like Bonnie.

None of them acted like her either.

"We are very close. I knocked her up."

Everyone in the group, gasped and opened their eyes in shock.

Now they did care.

"You what?" Stefan asked. He pushed his still full cup of orange juice away from him and leaned in towards the table. "you, knocked up Elena. Damn, to think Tyler be the only father in the group."

Damon looked at Tyler. He was chugging down his beer.

"Your a dad?"

Tyler shrugged his shoulders and rubbed his face. Damon noticed he had bags under his eyes.

"Yeah, Vicke's three months pregnant. I'm the last and only guy she sleeps with now. She discovered a while back after she slept with some dude that I was the best and doesn't cheat on me anymore. I don't cheat on her no more either, Sue was the last one. Found out Vicke was pregnant, three weeks back. I'm a dad. Your going to be a dad. Everyone's a fucking dad." Tyler drowned his drink and then made a grab for Matt's. Matt didn't say anything. He was shocked.

"Wow, congratulations, man." Jeremy smiled and looked at Damon as if he was a god.

Damon wasn't.

"Yeah, congratulations. What did your father say?"

Stefan winced at Matt's words. Matt could be really stupid sometimes.

Damon looked at Matt and he had a look on face like he wanted to slap Matt on the back of the head. "He kicked me out, called her a whore and disowned me when I still decided to go with her. I'm staying with Elena now and her sister is coming over, a little later for pregnancy tests."

If this was a cartoon, Damon would have swore that Matt's jaw would have fell to the floor and rolled under the table.

It wasn't a cartoon, so it just dropped just a little.

"Damn Damon" All the guys said.

They looked at him as if he was the little boy asking for more soup.

He didn't want their pity. He just wanted to talk to someone else.

"Well, if you ever need anything. I'll be glad to help. We are like brothers." Stefan laughed and patted Damon on the back. Stefan sat back in his chair. "I'm going to be a uncle. Uncle Stefan I like it."

"Yeah, me too. I'm the youngest but I'll help. I haven't done her work in weeks and she gave me extra credit for putting up posters last week." Jeremy picked up his beer and drowned it.

He shook his head from the forming headache and waved his cup in the air.

He wanted more.

"I'll help. You got a fine woman and dad's gotta stick together. You know." Tyler raised Matt's empty cup in the air.

He wanted more too.

"How are you guys going to go to school? We all know that Alaric is crushing on her and your dad and him are friends."

They all wanted to hit Matt.

"We'll find away. My dad was drinking before he threw his fit. If he's not dead drunk, he won't tell. If he does, I don't care. Just promise that at school, you'll watch her. Don't cause her much stress. I don't want her losing her kid, you know."

"You got it." Stefan, Jeremy, and Tyler said together. Matt hung back before he slapped his hand against his head and thumped it against the table.

"Alright. I'll watch her back too. Friends for life."

"Thanks it means alot." Damon meant what he said. He thought they would have said rude-remarks and make jokes. But they didn't.

"We should throw a party for both you and Tyler's kid. A big bash." Stefan had grabbed his orange juice and was smiling.

He looked weird smiling, but least he wasn't brooding.

"You guys are getting way into this. I'll ask her about it. I don't want to scare her. My father already did."

Everyone nodded their heads and then Matt broke the silence.

"So your dad's not giving you the Realtor business?"

Damon shook his head and turned around to signal the bartender.

Everyone else did too.

Not noticing that Matt's face fell.

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