Chapter 14

Elena POV

I slowly stirred and carefully opened my eyes. I noticed that I was in Jenna's living-room, on the sofa. I turned my head to the left and found my hand placed on a hard chest. I looked up and realized that it was Damon's. We must have dozed off, I thought. He was so peacefully sleeping, that I didn't even want to touch him, let alone wake him up. His head was laid back on the sofa and tilted to the left. While his lips were slightly parted and his lovely messy hair was its darkest. It took everything I had not to caress his angelic face.

I slowly rose from the sofa and walked towards the small living-room's window, which was on my right, just beside the front door. I noticed that the sun just went down and it was now night. So I went back towards the sleeping figure and gently shook him.

"Damon..." I whispered, "Wake up," I continued, lightly shaking him again.

"W-what?" he whispered. Damon woke up in a hurry and looked around. His face was cautious and when he realized it was me, his features immediately relaxed.

"What's wrong?" I whispered once again, softly.

"It's nothing," he replied, looking down. I knew there must be something he was not telling me, but I decided to leave it for the moment.

"Would you like to come with me and Alex for a picnic tomorrow?" I asked him, smiling.

"I would love to Elena," he answered, his face lighting up, "I'll pick you both up at 5 o'clock kay? But what about the people in town? I don't think you've told anyone besides your aunt right?" he continued.

"Oh, we'll go to the park that's right outside town. I used to go there sometimes with Alex and no one from Mystic Falls ever sets a foot there," I replied back to him as the memories slowly came rushing back. My body filled with bruises, which were mostly created by Stefan and Tyler, carrying my little son, burying my face in dark hoodies, my dark long hair messy and tangled, trying to avoid Jenna's drunken tantrums, my son's cries. I shuddered at those thoughts and shut my eyes hard, while trying to fight back the tears.

It was such a dark period for me. I could say that it was worse from when my mother and father died, because I didn't need to only protect myself, but I had my little one too. I was glad that those times were over, and there's now room for new, better ones.

"I should get going now Lena," he told me as he stood up to leave, "Father won't be too happy," I heard him mutter in a barely audible voice that I wasn't suppose to hear.

"What?" I asked back, surprised, suddenly turning my head towards him. His father! I completely forgot. His terrifying, monstrous, father. I still remembered the day when Damon saved me from suffering another shocking trauma.

"Uhh, nothing," he quickly replied as he fumbled with his car keys.

"I'll see tomorrow, kay?" he said again, not waiting for my response. He just barged out of the front-door, and out into the night, leaving me alone to think. I had to get to the bottom of this before it was too late. There must be something that I had to do. I slowly made my way up the stairs and into Jenna's room to get Alex.

I fluttered my eyelids as I felt a sunray across my face. I turned over to the other side of my small bed, so that I was on my stomach, my head buried in my pillow. I fetched my mobile phone, which was currently on the floor and picked it up. I lazily rubbed my eyes, reading that it was 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

"Oh shit," I cursed under my breath as I remembered that I had to be ready for Damon to pick me and Alex up at 5. I quickly stood up and rushed to Alex's room, where I found him sleeping soundly. I shook him gently, and I immediately thought of the previous night when I was waking a similar sleeping form. The only difference between the two was that Alex was only a baby while Damon was a grown-up. They looked so alike, that sometimes I wouldn't believe that he was my child too.

"Alex, honey," I whispered softly as I picked him up to me. He slowly opened his beautiful ocean eyes and when he realized it was me, he lunged forward and hugged me. His face buried in my neck as he slowly blabbed, "Moommaa..." leaving me to giggle.

"I love you, baby," I whispered in his hair as I held him to me.

"Now, let's give you a nice warm bath," I told him while heading out of his nursery's door.

"I'll do it," a voice immediately offered. I looked up to see Jenna. She was standing on the top of the stairs, which were located just outside Alex's room.

"Oh, that'd be great because I need to get ready myself," I answered her as I passed Alex to her.

"You need to explain to me what happened yesterday Elena," she replied back as she took Alex in her arms and headed towards his room to prepare his bath.

"I will!" I yelled back seeing that she was almost out of earshot.

I quickly made a run for the shower, pulled my hair up in a messy bun and stripped out of my clothing. I entered the shower before letting the hot water run. My hair was already straightened so it didn't need any washing, so I just cleaned my body.

When I finished, I wrapped a towel around my body and hurried to my room. I searched around for my favorite dark blue jeans and black cardigan. Seeing that it was a little bit chilly I decided to add a cream scarf to my outfit and then slipped on my dark gray combat laced-up boots. They were similar to those I wore for my date with Damon.

I turned on my straightener and slowly straightened my dark brown hair. I made up my mind to keep my make-up simple, so I just applied some black pencil eye-liner and pale lip gloss.

I heard Jenna coming out of Alex's room and I dashed towards her.

"Thank you so much aunt Jenna, you've been a great help," I thanked her as she handed me back a wet-haired Alex, who was in his little blue bathrobe.

"No problem sweetie, you know how much I love taking care of him," she answered back with a smile before heading downstairs.

"Don't you smell lovely?" I complimented him, laughing lightly, before kissing him on his cute little nose. He gave me back a smile of his own.

"Let's get you in some lovely clothes now, sweet-pea," I told him while heading into his room, quickly searching for his lovely pair of light blue skinny jeans, cute navy blue poloshirt with a matching cardigan and little black sneakers. I thanked God everyday that my parents had left me some money in my account so I could afford some clothes for myself and my baby. I closed his little wardrobe and headed to my bedroom.

I slowly placed Alex on my bed and dressed him up, while he giggled lightly when I tickled his little feet. I laughed softly to myself, thinking again about how lucky I was to have such an amazing child. I couldn't imagine my life any other way. I didn't know what I'd do without him. I slowly picked him up, ruffled his lovely raven black hair, picked up my large hand-bag which was full of Alex's supplies and trotted down the stairs.

I fumbled for the door-keys in my bag and slowly opened the door. I turned around to make a move towards Alex's pushchair, only to reveal a stunning looking Salvatore staring at me. Us. He was standing there, in the same position he was when he picked me up for our date. His ferrari parked parallel to me and Alex and he was standing beside the passenger's door, hands crossed, watching us intently. His hair was identical to Alex's, its usual lovely raven black mess, glistening in the sun. His perfect ocean blue eyes also twinkling both with excitement and the sun's rays. His appearance wasn't so original. It was its usual outfit, but it still make my heart skip a beat. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, black boots, navy blue shirt and last but not least his usual signature black leather jacket that I could recognize him with it from miles away. Damon then, came hurrying towards us.

"Did I make you wait for long?" I asked him breathessly, while taking a deep breath.

"No no, it's fine," he answered back his eyes slowly looking into mine and then to Alex's. I suddenly realized that I should introduce them properly to each other, but I still didn't think that it would be good to introduce Damon to Alexander as his father.

"Alexander meet Damon. Damon meet Alexander, your son," I whispered as I felt a hot tear making its way down to my chin.

"Oh my god," I heard him faintly whisper, while he neared Alex more and more. The little one was now tilting his head to study the man heading towards him.

"I can't believe the resemblance," he spoke again while bending down to look at the little copy of him. As Damon was only just inches away from the Alex's face, his features turned soft and his lips curled into a small geniune smile.

"I can tell that I already love you little man," he whispered as he stared into his tiny blue identical eyes. Damon stood there for a long moment, before turning his head towards me.

"I forgot to ask! Do you need any help?" he asked softly as his gaze still never left Alex's face. I couldn't imagine what he must be feeling to be this close to his son for only the second time.

"Yes, thank you," I whispered back breathlessly, "I need to get Alex's pushchair," I continued.

"I'll get it for you," he answered back before immediately darting into the house and got hold of the blue and black pushchair which was set just beside the front door. He quickly picked it up and walked towards his car, opening the luggage-booth and placing the pushchair inside.

"There," he told me. He closed the booth and opened the passenger door for Alex and me. Alex was now looking around and studying Damon intently. It was like he knew there was something about this man.

"Thank you," I whispered as I slowly sat on the front seat with Alex.

"Damn," I cursed. Alex's car-seat, I thought.

"What's wrong?" Damon asked as he leaned on the passenger door's window, waiting for my response.

"I forgot Alex's car-seat, can you open the door for me?" I asked as I prepared to get out and fetch the car-seat.

"No worries, I'll get it for you. Just give me the keys," he simply said while leaning back, ready to head back towards my door.

"Thank you. Just ask Jenna, she must be in the kitchen, probably soon off to her night shift," I told him as I handed him the keys and with a slight nod he went straight back to the door.

I tapped my fingers slowly against the dashboard as I eagerly waited for Damon to return. I softly caressed Alex's hair as I whispered to him, "He's your daddy little one," while pressing my lips to his forehead.

I heard a grunting noise and turned around only to find Damon struggling with Alex's huge blue car-seat. It was such a funny sight.

From what I could see, since the enormous car-seat hid Damon, he was leaning against the front-door, catching his breath. I giggling lightly while he slowly made his way towards us.

"Fuck, this thing's heavy," he cursed under his breath just enough for me to hear him.

"Uh-uh, no swearing in front of him," I warned him as I wagged my fore-finger at him.

"Oopsy daisy," he answered back as his lips formed into a small smirk. I giggled back, and for once I felt like my life was soon going to be complete.

A/N: The longest chapter so far! I hope you love it guys. Sorry I'm taking long to update :( 10+ reviews please for me to update soon! :)

Shannon x