Previously In Lover Come Back…
"If we have a family, we should name our kids Aaron and Leah." Tyler whispered.
Alaric's eyebrows knitted together, "Isn't Elena having a baby?"
Jeremy thought for a moment, "No, I don't think so." He combed his hand through his hair, accidentally touching the stitches on his head.
After reaching the middle of the alley in New York City, Elena quickly grew frustrated. Flipping her body around, she pulled Bonnie behind her, for even if she currently had a grudge against her, she still didn't want her to possibly die. The man stopped as they did.
Elena cleared her throat before calling out, "Are you lost?"
He shook his head, drawing his head up to look at them.
Chapter 16: Candle in the Wind
"We live as we dream-alone..."
The two girls stood in their spots, Bonnie breathing heavily, Elena's eyes narrowing.
"I do believe that we've never met." The strong accent was pushing its way through as he glanced from Elena's doe brown eyes to her stomach.
The waves of threat and danger that were rolling off of him seemed to be hitting Bonnie directly in the face. Feeling threatened, she rushed in front of Elena, protectively, yet gently, holding Elena back.
Her lips were pursed together, her eyes dangerously narrowed as she hissed, "Identify yourself and your reasoning for following us."
The large hood draping over his face added to the creepy persona he was giving, making both girls shiver.
His lips twitched upwards to flash a menacing smile, "The name's Elijah Mikaelsen, and that child is the reason."
The roar of the various planes' engines slowly started to fade away as Damon sped away in a Ford rental car. He had rolled his eyes when he had first caught sight of the car, but, truthfully, no car could fill the loneliness he was feeling without his beloved.
After constantly stopping the car to ask any one walking the streets if they had seen the two, he continued driving, checking every alley, every street, every nook in the city. He needed the reassurance that she was okay, that she was breathing, that their child was unharmed.
Breathing in sharply, he pressed the pedal to the floor, using his keen vampire sight to quickly search the city once more.
Caroline, Tyler, and Matt all sat in the boarding house, after using the spare key that was hidden beneath a rock out front. No one spoke a word, the silence choking every, single one of them.
It was until the front door was thrown open that they all spoke out.
"What happened?" Matt stood up, sleep evident on his face.
"Did they find her?" Caroline choked out, holding back the tears of worry.
"Is everyone alright?" Tyler asked, his eyes widening.
Jeremy dropped the black bags at his feet, worry rushing through him. "I don't know what happened exactly. They must have boarded the wrong plane."
Caroline jumped up, "Where are they?"
Alaric cleared his throat, stepping into the parlor, "New York City."
The entire room was hushed; the shuffling of Jeremy's feet was the only noise as he took a seat on the parlor's wooden floor.
Caroline was in utter shock, "B-but it's dangerous out there. They could be hurt or k-" Tyler clapped a hand over her mouth, keeping her from saying the momentarily-forbidden word.
"We can't go around jinxing them." He whispered into her ear. She immediately pried his hand from her mouth, wiping her lips with her sleeve.
"I'm only saying the truth." She muttered, avoiding all eye-contact with him.
He began to walk towards Bonnie, a dangerous gleam in his eyes, "You will hand her over and leave." He tried to compel, his eyes dilating.
Bonnie shook her head, amused, "Won't work." Channeling her powers, she began to inflict pain upon his mind, almost as if giving him a giant headache. The sudden jolt of pain rushing through his head resulted in him dropping to his knees, gripping his head.
"Stop!" He spat, eyes darkening. She started to grow weaker; blood began to drip from her nose. Elena gasped, causing Bonnie to snap her attention towards her.
"Run, Elena! Run!" She screamed, forcing herself to continue the river of pain to him. Elena hesitated before seeing the urgency in her eyes. Her feet barely grazed the ground as she ran towards the street, fearing for her child. Bonnie's eyelids grew heavy, her powers slowly weakening. He was far too powerful for her to continue any longer. The world of darkness was beginning to creep up on her as the jolts of pain became feeble. Breathing heavily, Elijah stumbled to his feet, his eyes the darkest they had ever been. The bottoms of his boots thundered towards her before he lifted her near-unconscious body up.
"Now, now," He growled, "Where did she go?"
Bonnie weakly shook her head, the blood now flowing from her nose, "Go to hell." The blood had poured into her mouth, so she spat some of the crimson liquid into his face.
"You're no fun." And with that, he watched as she became unconscious and limp, her head slumping forward. Tired of the games, dropped her to the ground, not caring if he had hurt her, and he wiped the blood from his face.
"Oh, Elena!" He called out as he walked down the alley, whistling all along the way.
She clutched her stomach, praying for a savior. The dark clouds lurking above hid the sun that didn't even have a chance to present its rays to the anxious humans below. Among those anxious humans was Elena, for she needed the sun to shine down on the dark, empty streets. She didn't care who she came upon; as long as they were help, they were welcomed.
"Please! Help!" She called out, wincing at the sudden jolt of pain that came from her stomach. She glanced over shoulder just in time to hear the mocking voice of Elijah.
"Oh, Elena!"
The tears began to well up in her eyes, but she knew that she had to continue, for she was a fighter. She was not prepared to give up this easily.
Thick fog was blocking her view of the upcoming streets. She squinted her eyes as she came upon the fog, not being able to see a few feet in front of her.
The slow, menacing thudding of boots behind her shook her nerves, causing her to pick up her pace. The pain in her stomach grew until she came upon a fire hydrant. Leaning against it, she took a few breaths, skimming the view of the streets as the fog began to very slow dissipate.
The thudding from behind her grew closer and closer.
Looking up to the sky, she begged, clutching her stomach, "Please."
As if it were a sign from the Man upstairs, two bright lights began to appear from in front of her. The lights grew closer at a rapid speed, giving Elena only a few seconds to jump into the street, swinging her arms around like a maniac.
"Stop! Please! Help!" She screamed with all of her ability. The car continued to drive forward, resulting in her to shut her eyes, expecting the worst. Suddenly, she heard the screeching of tires and the sound of someone rushing to get out of the car.
She kept her eyes shut as she felt an icy hand on her shoulder. Her bottom lip began to quiver at the idea of Elijah finally being able to take her away.
"Elena?" A silky voice asked. The voice jerked her from her thoughts as she clicked her eyes open.
"Damon?" She frantically asked, not being able to see anything from the thick fog.
Two arms wrapped around her immediately, pulling her towards the car. His hand clapped over her mouth, "Be very quiet," Damon gently guided her to the passenger's seat, and the pain in her side grew when she took her seat, "I believe someone is following you." He took his hand from her mouth, flashing to the driver's seat and starting the car.
Elijah stood in the middle of the street, growling as he watched Damon drive away.
"Prick." He muttered before speeding away.
Elena clutched her stomach as the pains climaxed. "Ow!" She bellowed, tears forming in her eyes.
Damon's entire body tensed, "Are you in labor?"
She shook her head, "No, it's too early." The worst possible scenarios overcame them as to what else it could possibly be.
Seeing the worry overcome her face, he took her hand with his, "We should get you to a hospital."
She nodded before biting her lip to prevent from shouting out in pain.
The doctor began to set up the emergency ultrasound equipment which would give them a better view of the baby.
"What were you doing when you first felt the pains?" The doctor asked, his tone dead serious as he began to apply gel to her stomach.
She winced at the touch, even though it was soft, it was causing her pain, "I was running."
The doctor tilted his head, "Running as in jogging or full-speed running?"
Elena took in a sharp breath, "Full-speed." She squeezed Damon's hand to reassure herself that he was actually there. After what happened in Vegas, she never wanted him to leave her side again.
Leaning down, he lovingly and reassuringly kissed her forehead, "Everything will be alright." He whispered into her ear.
Her breaths became urgent and panicky, "You don't know that."
He shook his head, "Yes, I do because if you're a fighter than our child is a fighter."
The doctor immediately hushed them up by announcing, "We need the room quiet for the heartbeat."
The entire room was deadly silent as the doctor maneuvered the remote across her stomach, waiting for any sounds. After about fifteen seconds had passed, Elena began to quietly sob.
My baby's dead. I killed my baby.
Damon's entire body tensed, the anticipation and worry brimming him. He felt like tugging his hair out just by the sounds of Elena crying; it made him feel utterly useless.
Just as the doctor was about to give up hope on the child, the world was once again surprised.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
The two parents-to-be gasped in relief. The doctor chuckled, "The little guy loves to hide."
Damon bent down, pressing his forehead against hers and letting a single tear fall from his eye, "I love you both so much." She nodded, unable to form any words.
The doctor waited a few minutes before clearing his throat, "Would you like to do the ultrasound now?"
Elena glanced up to Damon, and when he nodded , she smiled towards the doctor. After setting everything up, he began to maneuver the remote once more across her stomach.
"Any bets as to what the sex will be?" The doctor smiled towards them.
Damon raised his eyebrows, "We both know it's a boy." Elena chuckled, wiping the tears away as the pains in her stomach grew less and less. Damon pulled a swivel chair up to the side of the patient bed, clutching Elena's hand.
The two looked on in awe as the beautiful picture of their child appeared on the screen, "And there's your child," The doctor proudly announced, "Would you like to know the sex for assurance?"
Damon glanced down to Elena and then nodded. The doctor examined the picture before stating, "It most definitely is a boy. Congratulations."
Bonnie awoke, feeling a headache coming on. Yawning, she glanced around.
"Look who's up."
She snapped her head to the left, seeing a smiling figure in the seat. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around her, wanting to never let go, "God, Elena," She chuckled, "How long was I out?"
Elena laughed, "Long enough for Damon to find me running in the streets with severe stomach pains," Bonnie gasped, "take me to the hospital, find out everything was okay, and to know the sex of our child."
Bonnie sighed merrily, "I was out for a while, then," Her eyes grew wide, "You found out that you're having a boy?"
Elena nodded, flashing a smile.
Bonnie suddenly halted any further actions, "Wait," She glanced towards her, "You guys just left me in the alley unconscious?"
Elena bit her bottom lip, "Yeah, sorry about that."
A/N: This was a short one, but I have so much make-up work to do.
Next Chapter:
Damon enforces bed-rest for Elena, in which she stubbornly refuses.
Alaric and the rest of the gang visit with a surprise in hand, which
quickly turns upside down.
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