Through Rivalry Comes Love

Chapter 63

"You stay here" Stefan said, opening the car door quickly. It was a bit of a walk to the hospital doors, because Elena hadn't let Stefan drop her off up front. She assured him the baby was not going to come out in the next five minutes, so their car did not need to take up the space in front for real emergencies. Stefan really had to bite his tongue in order to not argue with her. "I'll go and get a wheelchair" he said, shutting his door. Elena undid her seatbelt and opened her door, which nearly gave Stefan a heart attack. "What are you doing?" he panicked, rushing to her side to help her up out of the car.

"I can walk, Stefan" she told him, trying not to laugh at him. "I'm in labor. I'm not dying" she added, standing up and shutting the door with his help. She turned around and saw how fearful he looked. She gave him a sympathetic smile. "I'm okay Stefan" she said softly, reaching her hands up to hold his face. He still didn't look convinced. "I can walk into the hospital. If you hold my hand" she said with a smile. She reached up and kissed him quickly.

"You're sure?" he asked. "Because it would just take me a second to go and get a wheelchair" he added.

Elena smiled, but shook her head no. "I really am fine" she said, despite the sharp pains she was experiencing. "Come on" she said, grabbing his hand.

Stefan lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it. "Okay" he said, though he still didn't like it. Slowly, he walked with her until they were in the building and on the correct floor. When Elena continued to the front desk to check in, Stefan was walking in a different direction.

"Elena Salvatore. I'm seeing Dr. Viner and I'm in labor" she said casually. As if it was no big deal. She just wasn't as stressed out about all of this as Stefan was.

The nurse began typing on the computer, then looked up and smiled. "You're all checked in Mrs. Salvatore. A nurse will be right out to get you" she told her. Elena nodded, then turned around to find Stefan who was nowhere to be found. She furrowed her brow as she looked around for him. Where had he gone off to now? She sighed and found an empty chair to wait in.

A minute or two later, Stefan was coming hurriedly down the hallway with a wheelchair. Elena stood slowly and placed her hands on her hips. "And where did you get that?" she asked him. He looked guilty as hell, like he had stolen it.

"Found it" he said, though he wouldn't make eye contact with her.

"Stefan Salvatore" Elena accused. "Did you take this from someone?" she asked, pointing at the wheelchair.

"No" he lied. He snuck a peek at her face and saw that she wasn't buying his answer. She knew. "You took this from some other poor pregnant woman, didn't you?" she asked, less than impressed with her husband's behavior. She really was fine. She didn't need it.

Stefan shook his head quickly. "No no" he assured her. "Some old guy didn't need it anymore" he explained, as if taking it from an old man was better than taking it from a pregnant lady.

Elena eyed him closely. "Define what you mean by "he didn't need it anymore" Stefan" Elena told him, using her business talk with him. Sometimes she used it in bed too and it turned him on like people wouldn't believe. But times like these, when she was irritated, well, he still found it to be kind of hot.

Stefan shrugged. "He got up to go to the bathroom and I swiped it" he confessed. "You need one!" he jumped right in, defending his action.

Elena pointed her finger at him, letting him know she was mad. "I told you I was fine. Now you go and give this wheelchair back to that old man or so help me God Stefan" she said, clearly in no mood to be argued against. She had slept like crap and was getting ready to have a baby. The last thing she needed was to babysit her husband on top of it all.