Delena pregnancy story

Chapter 12- DONT PISS OFF ROSE

Elenas P.O.V

My eyes flutter open to a dark room, lit only by the moonlight shinning through the white translucent curtains. I sit up pushing the covers off of me and wince in pain, then all the memories of tonight come flooding back.

The fall. The birth. The baby. Damon.

Was the baby okay? Where's Damon? Was all I could think, I slowly walked over to the and turned on the light then made my way over to long mirror hanging on the wall and lifted my shirt to reveal a big red scar, it looked like a scratch. Wait, why wasn't I healing? Maybe it's just how it happens, maybe it'll take longer to heal. I still looked like I was pregnant, I felt strange.

I put on a big, dark grey hoodie that was left on the dresser, and a pair of light grey joggers. What if Damon didn't know? Or what if this isn't even real..what if I'm dead? Or what if Im still sleeping and this is a dream? I guess we'll find out.

I decided to take it easy as I walked down the hallway, well because I just had a baby, at least I think I did. I entered the modern looking, open living room. I saw Damon standing there, a smile plastered over my face and I croaked out-

"Damon?"

He smiled at me. His eyes full of happiness and a bunch of different emotions I couldn't make out. He turned toward me. I soon realized what he was cradling in his arms. He was holding our daughter that was straddled in a beautiful white and pink floral blanket.

"Elena" he said softly, his smile reaching his beautiful blue eyes.

"That's- Is that our baby?" I said, i felt tears spring out of my eyes and down my cheeks.

He nodded. "Would you like to meet about daughter?" He said walking towards me. I nodded, he placed her in my arms. She was so fragile and delicate. Her eyes were wide open. They were blue, just like Damons. Her hair was was dark, lighter then Damons chocolate brown hair, almost around my color. She was beautiful. The perfect amount of Damon and me in her. I smiled and looked up at Damon.

"She's beautiful" i said.

He grinned "just like her mommy"

I felt my cheeks become red at that comment.

"What's her name?" I asked, we hadn't gone over baby names in the five weeks I was pregnant so...maybe Damon had names her something.

"No. I wouldn't name her without you" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "Well, what about..Ashley?" I could tell by his face he didn't like it very much. I liked it, but I wasn't in love with the name and a baby should have a name that suits them and what they look like.

His eyes widened. I could tell he had an idea by the look on his face, in his head, his lightbulb had went off. I gave him a questioning look.

"Carleigh. What about Carleigh?" He finally spoke, his voice was soft and I could tell he really liked that name. My eyes lit up, I like that. I looked down at our daughter, her features fit that name perfectly.

I smiled. "I like it. I think it suits her"

He looked down at her then back up at me. "What about Lillian, For her middle name?"

I went over the words 'Carleigh Lillian' in my mind a few times before I spoke-

"Carleigh Lillian, I love it!" I happily squealed. "Wasn't Lillian your mothers name?" I remember meeting his mom, Lily. I liked how he named her after his mom, even though he didn't have the best relationship with her.

He nodded. A quick glimpse of sadness ran through his face before it went back to his normal 'I'm Damon face'.

"I love you" I said.

"I love you too, Elena" he said back before softly kissing me on the head. Then slightly bending down to kiss Carleigh's soft forehead.

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It had been a few hours since Damon and I had decided on Carleigh's name. The kids were playing on the floor, while Rose and Esme were in the kitchen and everyone else was in the living room, just relaxing. I was cradling a sleeping Carleigh in my arms. Every so often her eyes lids would flutter or shed coo and gurgle. It was the cutest thing, she had only been on this earth for not even a whole day yet and I was already in love with her.

Damon was sitting beside me, his hand placed on Carleigh's little body, her miniature hand tightly clutching onto Damons not so small thing as if he life depended on it.

"HEY!" I heard Jazlyn shriek. She was glaring at Jaxon, who had her barbies head on his right hand. "Give it back!" She shrieked once again.

He stuck his tongue out. "No can do, sissy! Sorry!" He then smirked.

"Hey! That's no fair, dummy!" Her loud voice echoed through the living room, I looked down at Carleigh who was still sound asleep in my arms- thank goodness.

"I'm not a dummy, dummy! Your Barbie was ugly anyway!" He said proudly while crossing his arms.

"Will you two shut up!? Number one, Carleigh is sleeping and if you want her up I'm sure you'll get in trouble. Secondly, all you two do is FIGHT and I'm sick of it! You guys are annoying!" Nessie exclaimed. My eyes widened at what she said, surprised but it was true, all they did was fight. But It was funny and amusing to sometimes watch.

Jazlyn rolled her eyes. "If he didn't destroy my barbie, we wouldn't have a darn problem!"

At that moment, Rose then walked in. All there eyes widened and there faces had the 'oh shit look'.

"I'll catch you both later, if not, I'll be at both ur funerals!" Nessie said, jumping up and running off.

"Will both of you stop fighting for once?"
Rose demanded. Her faces looked as if she was over and she had been dealing with it for the past 10 years.

They both gulped, nodded and ran off in the direction of where Ness had ran off in.