A/N: I'm releasing the first chapter after the prologue to see the feedback. If most of you are into this story, I will continue it. If not I'll scratch it. No biggie, I can try to write something else :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story.

CHAPTER 1

"We're so sorry for not telling you about Adam, Katherine just didn't want you to know…"Elena stood facing out the window, processing all the information her family had been shoving down her throat. It was difficult enough facing Katherine's car accident but this huge secret, this skeleton in Kat's closet involved a vulnerable innocent child.

Katherine had many secrets, had made many mistakes all of which she would share with Elena. Why was this any different? Elena felt betrayed but the feeling was no match for the grieve she felt for losing her twin sister. Elena found herself forgiving Kat, knowing too well that this was exactly what Kat would do.

She was stubborn, impulsive; most time her passion will get the best of her and caused the line between what was rational and ridiculous to blur. Elena sighed at the thought of her sister whom was, for a very long time, her other half. Tears started to form behind her eyes, wishing more than anything in the world, to talk to Katherine.

Elena rubbed her temples in small circles and sat next to her mother on the couch. There was something burdening her, it was like the weight of the world and it wasn't Katherine. "Mommy…" the small voice greeted her earlier replayed in her head over and over again.

"Oh god…I'm a mommy" she sighed out loud, shutting her eyes as she let her head fall on Miranda's shoulder. The way Adam had slept in her arms on the way back from the airport, and the way his small knuckles turning white from gripping Elena's cardigan so tightly, Elena felt her heart broke when she thought it was already in a million pieces.

"Katherine didn't know she was pregnant until she was entering her second trimester, that was not long after you left for Manchester," Elena drank the coffee her mother offered knowing that it will be a long night, she would really need it.

"Who's the father?"

"She wasn't sure in the beginning, you know…Kat being Kat…" they both glanced at each other with a knowing look before she continued. "…turns out it was Damon Salvatore"

Elena just frowned, she could never keep up with Kat's exes but the name didn't ring a bell. Maybe it was one of her flings, or the relationship didn't last long enough to be worth mentioned in Kat's emails or in conversations they shared.

"He was her boss for a while when she worked as a secretary once, remember that summer when she decided to work at that company…oh what was it, I just can't remember…" a nervous laugh broke away from Miranda.

Elena gave a faint smile, encouraging her mother to continue. She didn't want to be left out anymore, all this secret made her feel distant from her family. Elena had never felt this way even when she was physically thousands of miles away from home. Elena needed the whole story so she stood up straight, preparing to hear it all.

"Damon was very supportive throughout her pregnancy; he was trying to be as hands on as Kat allowed him to be, which was not much actually. So he came to us, and we became close. Closer after Adam was born, when Kat decided to forget she was ever pregnant. I guess she was not ready…" a sad expression on her face told Elena that Kat did something that had affected the family badly.

"She abandoned Adam?" Elena found the courage to ask.

"We won't allow that to happen, but she was rather absent in his life, leaving Damon as the primary care taker. Adams stays here with me on weekdays and with Damon on weekends. Some days Damon would just sleep here…" Miranda paused to rub her eyelids; it was almost 2 in the morning.

"…Adam would bump into his mother once in a while, but what little time he had with Kat seemed to make him love her even more. He misses her terribly, couldn't fall asleep at night for a week after the car accident. Kept asking for her…poor child" Elena just nodded silently, sorting her thoughts and feelings, in order.

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