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Lost 3

Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight?

-Dont you wanna stay by Kelly Clarkson and Jason Al Dean

During the next half an hour Elijah proved just how much of a panic he could get into!

It took him two dials to get the right telephone number for Stefan Salvatore, swearing audibly when, after describing her contractions and the timing of them, the other man told him he thought it would be best if he met them at the hospital. Elijah helped her down the stairs as if she were a piece of delicate porcelain, snapping at Mrs Devon as she came out of the kitchen to ask if there were anything wrong, literally shouting at the midwife who met them at the hospital and assured them it was probably just a false alarm.

The doctor on duty, who examined her just as casually, assured her that it wasn't, that she was well into the first stage of labor, the injection they gave her to stop the contractions doing nothing at all, as they continued to come with sickening regularity.

Besides the fact that Elena was sure it was too early for the baby to be born without complications, she was also aware that having Elijah here with her was far from ideal too. Her aunt, who was coming over for Christmas and had intended staying on for the baby's birth, was supposed to be the one at her side now, not Elijah!

Things became a little calmer once Stefan Salvatore arrived, examining her quickly. 'Well, young lady,' he straightened, 'this little one seems to be in a hurry to be born.' He took off his mask, smiling reassuringly.

'It can't be born yet,' Elijah told him frantically. 'It's too soon. Can't you stop it?'

The other man shook his head, obviously a little disconcerted to have Elijah there at all. And considering their last meeting, Elena couldn't altogether blame him! 'We've tried to do that, it isn't working. No, I'm afraid the only thing to do now is let it be born. Five weeks premature isn't so bad, and the baby seems a good size—'

'There you go again with the "seems",' Elijah snapped. 'What if it isn't a good size?'

'We have an excellent staff here especially trained to deal with premature babies that—'

'What if he's too small? Can't you see how much Elena wants this baby?'

'I'm fully conversant with Mrs Mikaelson's feelings concerning her unborn child,' Stefan Salvatore told him coldly. 'Can't you see how you're upsetting her?' he added censoriously.

Elijah flushed uncomfortably, not a man to appreciate having his faults pointed out to him.

Elena looked at the doctor. 'Do you really think it will be all right?'

He squeezed her hand. 'We'll do everything that we can. Now I'm going to ask the midwife to come back in and get you ready. Mr Mikaelson?'

'I'm staying with Elena,' Elijah told him flatly.

'You can come back as soon as Mrs Mikaelson has been prepared for the birth.' Stefan Salvatore had obviously given up arguing with a man whose strength of will far outweighed his own.

'Please, Elijah,' Elena encouraged as he seemed about to argue once again. 'You can call Klaus and tell him what's going on.'

'I'm staying with you during the birth,' he insisted stubbornly.

She had already guessed that, and while she would rather have shared this moment with any other man but Elijah, she didn't think anyone here had the power to stop him doing exactly what he wanted to do. 'Could you telephone Aunt Jenna too?' she requested huskily. 'She'll want to know.'

'Your brother-in-law is a very determined man,' Stefan Salvatore drawled once Elijah had gone to make the calls. 'I got the feeling that if you had said no to him staying with you he would have fought off anyone who tried to prevent him.'