A Miracle Unexpected

Chapter 1 - A dumb mistake

Elena's P.O.V.

Positive... The little blue sign stared up at me, going against every single thing I believed in. I put the pregnancy test down onto the counter and stared at it as I sat on the edge of the bathtub. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest. Even though I threw up thirty minutes ago, I felt like I had to throw up again. My palms were sweaty and my mind was running wild. I was pregnant.

The reality of the entire situation hit me hard as I whispered those words to myself. I dropped my head and stared at the floor as I thought back to the night in December that caused this.
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Flashback

"Stefan I don't want to stay home for another night," I complained to my boyfriend. We were fighting. Stefan wanted to spend another night in bed doing absolutely nothing while I wanted to go out. I lived in Mystic Falls my whole life, so I knew better than anyone else that there wasn't much to do in the small town. Stefan could have at least taken me to get a burger and play some pool at the Mystic Grill. I voiced my opinion and rolled my eyes as he ignored it.

"I'll cook here for you. I'll cook and then we can watch a movie," he had said.

"You're not getting the point, Stefan. I want to go out. We've done nothing but sit indoors for the past two weeks. Don't you want to do something different?"

He had frowned and shook his head. I groaned in frustration and threw my hands up in the air. I was ready to give up.

"Are you trying to say I'm boring?" Stefan asked. I could see that he was getting defensive as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"That's not what I'm saying, Stefan. I don't think you're boring. I know you're not boring, that's why I'm getting so mad right now," I explained.

We continued to argue for the next couple of minutes. I realized that I was getting nowhere with this argument. I grabbed my car keys from his table after putting my jacket back on.

"Stefan," I said, "If you want to stay home, fine. I'm going out. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I let him say nothing else after that and left, knowing he would give me my space. Stefan always gave me my space. That was one of the things I loved about him. I got into my car and drove away from the Boarding House, heading towards the Mystic Grill.

I parked my car down the block and pushed the door to the Grill open. It was crowded as it should be on a Friday night. I saw no sign of my friends which was a let down, but I didn't worry. I sent a quick text message asking Caroline if she was busy. While I waited, I sat at the bar and ordered a glass of soda.

"Rough night, Gilbert?"

As I heard the familiar voice, I wanted to bang my head against the car counter. I should have figured he would be there. If he wasn't drinking at home, he was drinking here. I swung the stool around to face Damon Salvatore. He was in his usual attire; black t-shirt, black jeans, and his signature leather jacket. He wore his usual smirk as he looked at me sitting at the bar.

"Can I help you, Damon?" I asked with a tired voice.

He took a seat next to me and ordered two bottles of beer.

"Drinking two at a time? You might want to go to an A.A meeting," I joked.

"One is for me," Damon said as he took the bottles. He slid one over to me and continued to smirk, "And this one is for you."