A Miracle Unexpected

Chapter 8 - The truth

Damon's P.O.V.

"Hey Ric," I called over my shoulder. "You ran out of alcohol!"

It was two in the afternoon and Alaric was still sleeping. I, on the other hand, had been up for hours moving about his apartment trying to keep myself entertained. I knew the only way to wake him up was to say he had no more alcohol left, insinuating that I drank it all, which would instantly get him out of bed.

I grinned as I heard his bedroom door open. My idea worked.

"What the hell did you do?" he groaned.

I turned and smiled at him, "Just kidding. You have plenty. Good morning sunshine."

"Fuck you, Damon."

"It's two in the afternoon. I had to get you up sometime. Go shower and get dressed. We're going out. Your apartment is too boring to stay in," I told him.

My phone rang and he glared at me when he realized he couldn't argue with me. Sure enough, he turned around and headed straight for his bathroom. I hit the answer key on my phone without checking to see who called and spoke into the phone, "What's up?"

"Damon. Hi."

It was Elena. I hadn't heard from her since the previous day when we had told Stefan the news. Not a long time, but it felt like that. "These calls are getting quite frequent, Elena. Anything you want to tell me?" I asked in a joking manner.

"Now's not the time for jokes, Damon," she sighed. I could practically see the frown etched into her face.

"Alright, alright. I'll stop...for now. What do you need?"

"What are you doing right now?"

"Raiding Alaric's refrigerator," I said as I opened up the door to his refrigerator. He had nothing in there, to which I wasn't surprised. I didn't expect him to have blood bags for me. I needed one badly.

"You're at Alaric's?" she asked.

"No. I'm actually in Georgia. I just took Alaric's refrigerator with me," I rolled my eyes as I shut the refrigerator door.

She ignored my sarcastic comment, as always, and continued to talk, "Do you think you could come to the Grill with Alaric?"

"That can be arranged. Why am I going to the Grill with Alaric?"

"We need to tell Jenna. I don't want to delay it any longer. I talked to Jeremy and-"

"Hold up. You told Jeremy?" I cut her off.

"I had to," she sighed. "He found the pregnancy test. I talked to Jeremy about it and I realized that I can't hide this from Jenna anymore. She's getting more and more curious as to why all I eat is Cheerios. She keeps asking Jeremy questions. Jenna needs to know."

I groaned. First Bonnie, then Stefan, and now Jenna would be coming after me along with Jeremy. Maybe with Alaric there, it wouldn't be so bad. I told Elena that Alaric and I would be there as soon as he got out of the shower and she said she would meet us there with Jenna. I hung up and ran my hand through my hair.

"Who was on the phone?" Alaric asked. He emerged from his bedroom fully dressed looking curious.

"Elena. You're coming with me to the Grill," I said as I grabbed my leather jacket.

"Why?"

"Because it's time that Aunt Jenna found out she'll be a great Aunt."

"Oh. Now I see why you want me to go with you," he mumbled under his breath. He threw on his coat and I grabbed my car keys. Both of us walked out of his apartment and to my car, wanting to get to the Mystic Grill as fast as possible.