Delena pregnancy story

Chapter 13- CARLEIGH

I awoke to Carleigh's piercing cries coming from the bassinet beside our bed, I peaked over to see tears streaming down her face and her limbs flailing through the air. I put one hand under her head, supporting it and the other on her back lifting her up out of the bassinet.

I prayed that her cries didn't wake anyone else up, they were pretty loud. I cradled her in my arms, I felt her relaxed as she realized it was her mom holding her.

"Shhh baby, mommies here" my soft voice whispered bouncing her a bit.

Her wailing turned to quiet whimpers and looked up at me with her beautiful icy blue eyes, still tears streaming down her face.

I reached over for her bottle and jumped slightly when I heard a husky voice from behind me. I turned my head to see Damon. His hair messy and face tired looking-

"Elena? What's wrong?" His husky voice was rattled with concern. His eyes traveled down to Carleigh and then back up to me "Is she okay?" He asked.

"Yes, Damon. She's just hungry, that's all" I said, looking into his eyes then back down to Carleigh's seeing the big resemblance.

He smiled "what?"

I shook my head "It's just, she looks so much like you. She has your icy blue eyes and your skin tone."

His smile spread across his cheeks "Well she has your gorgeous brown hair and your face shape."

I blushed, but the moment was ruined when Carleigh began to cry again, louder this time.

His eyes widened, panic and worry flashed through his eyes.

"Ele-she's- is she?- why is cry-" he stuttered, I was so confused. I had never seen Damon stutter or panic like this.

"Damon!" I yelled, having him snap his head towards me, his eyes wide. I reached over and grabbed the bottle that sat on the wooden bedside table next to me. "She's just hungry" I said, motioning the bottle into Carleigh's small mouth, she suddenly quieted down and began to such on the bottle, her eyes then fluttered shut and relaxed against me.

I looked and Damon and raised my eyebrow "see?" I squeaked.

Emotions flashed through his eyes. Sadness, worry, guilt and one I couldn't quite place my finger on. What was going on with him? Did i do something? Maybe he wasn't happy..?

"Damon" I spoke softly. "What's going on with you?" I asked. My eyes softening as I met his.

"Nothing" he muttered.

"Da-" I tried to speak but he cut me off.

"Let's not wake the baby, she's sleeping, well talk later" he muttered as her turned over and pulled the blanket over his shoulder.

What the hell was going on with him?

"Okay, night" I muttered, slightly upset. He wasn't telling me what was up with him. Damon wasn't one to physically show his emotions. That meant whatever was going on, he was keeping balled up inside of him until he exploded, which wouldn't good for him or me, or anyone actually.

I looked down at a sleeping Carleigh, it had about thirty minutes of me sitting here holding her and thinking about life. The bottle was completely empty, I removed it from her lips and they parted, slightly. Then I placed the bottle back on the bedside table.

I gently laid Carleigh back down in the bassinet, I was careful not to wake her and let out a breath of relief when I placed her down and she didn't make a sound.

I looked at her for a second more taking in how perfect she was before I turned over, wrapped my arms around and Damon and snuggling into him. His scent intoxicating me almost every time.

I relaxed into him, placed my hand on his and whispered into his ear even though he was asleep and couldn't hear me- at least I think- "Goodnight, I love you" I felt sleep take over my body and gave into it.

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Hey everyone!!

This chapter is kinda short, I know. But what do you think is going on with Damon?

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