THE TRIBRID [Daroline Baby]

3. THE FATHER

THE TRIBRID

A/N: I DON'T OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT MY OCS

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3. THE FATHER

~FORBES RESIDENT: CAROLINE'S BEDROOM~

"Go away I'm busy." The blonde yelled from her bedroom.

The blonde hadn't gotten out of bed since this morning. All she could think about is the baby, who apparently is a she. A daughter, her daughter.

"You know, you would really make a fantastic father. She's gonna be really lucky to have you."

Was what Katherine told Damon. Is Damon the father then? She has to find out. But she doesn't know where to start.

"You know, you should really be more careful who you invite in." Stefan said as he came into her bedroom.
"Ugh Stefan." Caroline groaned.
"Come on, get ready, we are going on a trip." Stefan told her.
"What—where?" Caroline asked as she sat up on her bed.
"You are going to find the antidote for the ripper virus. Is this clean?" Stefan asked her before coming up the empty glass cup that was on her nightstand.
"What are you doing?" Caroline asked as Stefan bites into his wrist.
"Bonnie said you need vampire blood for you and the baby to survive." Stefan replied as the blood dripped into the cup. "So here, drink." He handed her the cup.

The blonde looked at him like he's crazy. How is vampire blood going to help her, a vampire and the baby survive? After a second, she finally grabbed the cup. She looked at it before gulping it down. Surprisingly it didn't go back up like she thought it would.

"Mhmm finally." She said in relief.

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~IN DOCTOR WES' MAKESHIFT LAB~

Caroline is shuffling through the remnants left behind in Dr. Maxfield's makeshift lab. She stumbles upon the tape recorder, which reinteraites that the virus Katherine infected Elena with contains trace amounts of Werewolf venom, which came from Nadia's infected blood.

"Oh my god." Caroline listened to the recorded message.

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~WHITMORE COLLEGE~

Elena hangs up the phone and exits the makeshift phone booth. As she steps over to meet with Stefan, she gets dizzy and falls to the ground.

"You okay?" Stefan asked her.
"Uh.. not feeling so good, all of a sudden." Elena said finding her balance.
"That's because you're starving." Stefan told her.
"Yeah..." Elena nodded her head.
"Here, uh. I got you four ounces of my blood." Stefan takes the bottle out and places it on the bannister. "You won't be scaling any buildings, but it'll curb the cravings."
"Thank you." Elena opens the bottle and quickly drinks the blood. "I need more."
"Sorry." Stefan apologized.
"I feel fine, Stefan. I just need a little more." Elena begged.
"You're not fine, Elena." Stefan told her.
"Come on.. Trust me. I can handle this." Elena assured him.
"You think so?" Stefan asked.
"Yeah." Elena replied.

Stefan bites into his own arm. Once the blood starts falling to the ground, Elena's fangs protrude and she lunges toward him, stopped only by the protection spell.