Chapter 14 - Disney movies

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Damon's P.O.V.

"Caroline would you just talk to her?"

My ears perked up as I heard my brother enter the house. I stayed in my room and decided to eavesdrop on the conversation.

I heard Blondie speak through the phone, "Stefan what do you want me to say to her? If Elena doesn't want you going to the appointments with her, there has to be a good reason. Just leave it at that."

I moved off of my bed and stood behind my door as I heard Stefan's footsteps getting closer.

"She won't tell me that reason though. I don't know what's wrong with her," Stefan said.

"Seriously? She's a teenager who's been through hell and back and who just found out she's pregnant with a vampire's baby. You're really going to ask what's wrong with her?"

I wanted to laugh at how easily my brother pissed Caroline off.

"Caroline I didn't mean it like that."

"I don't care how you meant it, Stefan!" she shouted. "Elena is my friend and she needs all the support she can get. As her boyfriend, you aren't supposed to question her about why she won't take you to her doctor's appointments. You're supposed to go with whatever she wants and make her happy, not argue with her over stupid stuff. I have things to get done so I'll talk to you later."

I heard Stefan slam his bedroom door shut. "So Elena and him had an argument..." I thought in my head. I had to know more about this argument. I didn't even bother picking up my car keys. Instead I walked out of the house and ran to Elena's house.

I pushed the front door open and called out to her. "Oh Elena!"

"I'm in the living room, Damon."

I moved into the living room and saw her laying down on the couch. She had blankets covering her and a large pillow that looked like a bunny. On the coffee table in front of her was a carton of ice cream, empty cellophane brownie wrappers, and about twenty different DVD's.

"Rough night?" I asked her.

"Try a rough day," she groaned.

I took my leather jacket off and hung it up before moving back to the couch. I picked her legs up, sat down, then dropped her legs in my lap while asking her, "What was so rough about it?"

"I couldn't stop throwing up. Every little thing made my stomach churn," she answered.

"That sounds lovely," I said sarcastically. "Where's everyone else?"

"Jenna and Jeremy went out to dinner with Alaric. I would have went with them but I'd rather lay here and watch Disney movies."

I looked over to the TV and saw a talking candlebra, a talking teapot, and a talking clock. I would be lying if I said I knew what she was watching. "What the hell are you watching?"

Elena gasped, "In all your years of living, you've never seen Beauty and the Beast?"

"I've had more important things to do then sit down and watch childish Disney movies," I snorted.

She kicked me in my stomach and I laughed at her attempt to hurt me.

"This isn't childish! People of all ages could watch it. It's one of the greatest Disney movies ever made," Elena shouted at me.

"Whatever you say, prego," I grinned at her.

She rolled her eyes. "Why are you even here, Damon?"

"I was just checking up on you."

A moment of silence passed between us. "You heard about my argument with Stefan didn't you?" Elena asked after a while.

"I eavesdropped earlier today on one of his phone calls," I shrugged. "I just wanted to see if you were okay and not completely pissed off."

She sighed and nestled her head into the weird bunny pillow she had. "It happened last night, so I'm not really pissed off about it. I just wish he'd at least try to be more understanding."

"What do you want him to be more understanding about?" I asked carefully.

"About my doctor's appointments. I understand that he wants to be there for me to support me, but going to my appointments with me isn't the only way he can support me."

"So tell him that."

"Don't you think I tried? Why do you think he got so pissed off?"

I chuckled. My brother could be so dumb sometimes.

"It isn't funny, Damon," she snapped.

I stopped chuckling instantly and cleared my throat. "Elena why don't you just take him to an appointment to shut him up? You know he isn't going to let it go."

"I'm not going to do that," she said automatically.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to hurt you."

Hold the fucking phone. My head snapped over to her and my eyes met hers. After a while, she looked away. "What did you mean by that, Elena?" I asked in a low voice.

She sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. I watched as she leaned over to the table and picked up the DVD remote, then paused the DVD. Elena leaned back into the couch and spoke in a quiet voice, "I don't think it's fair to take Stefan when it isn't his baby." She looked over at me briefly before looking away. "He's my boyfriend but I would feel bad."

I would have said that I didn't care if she took Stefan, but I didn't bother. Elena would have seen right through me so instead I just kept quiet.

"I was right, wasn't I?" she asked.

"I shouldn't stop you from taking your boyfriend to the appointment, Elena."

"But it's not his baby."

"He'll be more a Father than me," I frowned. It was true.

"Are we going to have this conversation again?" she asked. She moved over to me and I tried not to get distracted by the feelings that rushed through me as her legs brushed against mine.

"I told you that I think you'll be a great Dad, Damon," Elena whispered to me.

"That doesn't mean I will be."

"So you're telling me that because you think you aren't going to be a good Dad, that you aren't going to even try?"

"No. Of course I'll try, Elena," I looked at her seriously.

"And you'll succeed," Elena smiled at me. "You're going to be a great Father and the baby will love you."

"But you won't," I thought in my head. I shook away those thoughts quickly. It would do no good if I brought that subject up now.

"I want you to come with me to the doctor's appointment on Friday," she said.

"Are you sure? Saint Stefan might get his feelings hurt," I said with a slight hint of sarcasm as I spoke of my brother.

"He'll get over it. It's your baby. You deserve to go."

I thought for a moment before answering her. Did I want to go? Of course I did. I had tons of questions for the doctors and I wanted to see for myself that the baby was healthy. I wanted to go and be there for Elena. I wanted to see the baby on that little screen she had told me about it. I wanted to go.

"I'll go," I told her.

She smiled at me and said, "Good. Now watch the movie with me."

"Do I have to?" I whined.

"Yes," she grinned.

"Fine, you big meanie."

Elena laughed before laying back down on the couch. We said nothing else to each other as she continued to play the movie. We sat in a comfortable silence and I tried not to smile like an idiot as I thought about the upcoming doctor's appointment that I would now be going to.

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