A Unexpected Miracle

lies and deceit

Cheerios seemed to be the only thing I was able to eat without running to the bathroom afterwards. I sat on the couch eating my fifth bowl of the day while watching Cake Boss, wishing I could have a piece of cake. As I ate, Jenna came into the living room and sat next to me.

"What's he making now?" Jenna asked about the show.

I pointed my spoon at the television, "He's working on a cake for some crazy Sweet 16."

Jenna sat with me and together we finished watching Cake Boss. Another episode began but before I could watch it, I had to get myself another bowl of Cheerios.

"You're eating a lot of Cheerios lately," Jenna mentioned while watching me pour the cereal into my bowl.

I shrugged my shoulders, acting as if nothing was wrong. I said to her, "I just like them." I poured the milk into the bowl and went back into the living room.

"How's Stefan doing? I haven't seen him around in a while," Jenna inquired as she moved around the kitchen.

I frowned. I had spent no time with Stefan in the past week. I felt horrible, but I couldn't be around Stefan. He deserved to know about the baby but I didn't want to tell him without talking to Damon about it first.

"Stefan's um…" I hesitated, trying to come up with something to tell Jenna. I turned around to look at her, "He's been really busy."

My Aunt shrugged her shoulders and I watched as she grabbed her car keys from the kitchen counter. "You should invite him over for dinner this weekend," Jenna suggested.

"Maybe. I'll talk to him." I quickly changed the subject, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going out for dinner with Ric. Jeremy is out at the library. I'll be back later tonight. Will you be okay by yourself?"

I nodded and told her that I would be upstairs getting schoolwork done. She said goodbye and I waited patiently to hear her car drive away. Once I did, I picked my phone up from the coffee table and dialed Damon's number.

"What's up, Elena?" He answered quickly.

"We need to talk. Get here as soon as you can." I hung up the phone and stood up from the couch so I could put my empty bowl into the sink. I went upstairs and opened my bedroom door. I saw Damon sitting on my bed with a smirk. I jumped slightly, startled by his sudden appearance.

"Hello to you too," Damon chuckled.

"You could have knocked," I complained.

"That takes too much time. I would have to wait for you to answer the door, then I would have to walk up the stairs. It's so much easier to just zoom into your room," he grinned.

I rolled my eyes at him before taking a seat on my bed and leaned against the headboard. He turned around to look at me.

"So what exactly do we need to talk about?"

I decided to cut straight to the point of him being there. "Stefan. We need to talk about Stefan," I answered.

He rolled his eyes before laying on his back. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked at me.

"Don't give me that look. Stefan needs to know. We can't hide it from him anymore."

"Stefan is going to kill me. I got lucky with Bonnie and Caroline, but I doubt I'll have that luck when it comes to Stefan."

"So what do you suggest we do, Damon? Wait until the baby is born?" I glared at him, slightly annoyed at that he didn't want to tell Stefan.

"Why do we have to tell him now? Can't we wait a while?"

"No, Damon! We can't wait a while!" I yelled. "This is your brother and my boyfriend! He has a right to know that I'm pregnant with his brother's baby!"

He sat up and glared back at me. "And how do we tell him that, Elena? How do we tell my darling brother that we got trashed one night, had s*x, then found out I was slipped a fertility potion and knocked you up?" Damon sneered.

I didn't back down. Instead I sat up on my knees and continued to yell at him, "We're going to be honest! That's how we're going to tell him. We're going to tell him everything that happened and that's it."

Damon looked back at me and I could see his anger slip away. His blue eyes were softening and as they did, I felt myself calm down.

He nodded his head and looked down at the blanket. "Call Stefan," he told me.

I dialed Stefan's number, already feeling sick. I waited for him to answer and while I did, I looked at Damon. He looked worried and I felt bad for yelling at him.

"Hey baby," Stefan answered the phone.

I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip. When he said things like that, I felt horrible. "Stefan can you come over?"

"Of course I can. Is everything okay?"

"Just um…just come over."

"Alright. I'll be there soon. I love you, Elena."

I took a deep breath to stop myself from crying. "I love you too Stefan," I said before hanging up.

I did love Stefan. He was everything I wanted and I never wanted to hurt him. I knew that it was a huge possibility that he might leave me once Damon and I told him I was pregnant. I wouldn't be able to blame him if he did, but I hoped that he wouldn't. I couldn't stand the idea of losing Stefan.

Damon and I didn't talk at all while waiting for Stefan to come over. I sat against my headboard with my teddy bear in my lap while Damon sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his kneecaps as he looked at the floor.

I heard the door open downstairs and sat up straighter. There was no turning back now. Damon turned to look at me and patted my knee gently. He gave me a small smile and I gave one back, praying that everything would turn out somewhat good.

Stefan's footsteps were heard coming up the stairs and soon he was standing in the doorway. He looked at his brother and I in confusion.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"We need to talk to you," I said to him.

He took a few steps into the room and stood at the bottom of my bed. "What do you mean?"

Damon stood up and I closed my eyes, knowing he was going to be straightforward with Stefan.

"Elena and I slept together."

And there it was. Now there really was no turning back now. I opened my eyes and looked at Stefan. He looked between Damon and I a few times. I could tell he knew it was the truth once he looked at me. He didn't have to ask any questions. My face gave it away.

"When the f**k did this happen?" Stefan growled.

"It happened in December. It was after our fight and I was beyond drunk. I had no idea what I was doing, Stefan," I explained.

"You slept with my brother, Elena!" he screamed at me.

I held back tears. I couldn't cry now. The worst part wasn't even over yet.

"Stefan, there's more," Damon said. He looked over at me with concern. I could see it in his eyes that he wanted to know if I was going to be the one to tell Stefan that I was pregnant. I nodded my head.

"More? What else could there possibly be, Damon?" Stefan continued to yell.

"I'm pregnant, Stefan."

Stefan's head snapped back in my direction. His eyes were dark as he shook his head. "That's not possible," he muttered.

"I was slipped a fertility potion before Elena showed up at the Grille. I had no idea it happened," Damon explained.

Stefan turned his back on Damon but quickly turned back around. I watched in horror as his eyes turned red and the veins underneath began to show. He threw Damon into the wall and I screamed at him to stop.

"That's my girlfriend, Damon! What the hell is wrong with you? Was this revenge or something? Was this your way of getting back at me because of Katherine?" Stefan screamed at Damon.

I pleaded Stefan to stop but never ran over to him in fear of what might happen if I did. Damon wasn't even fighting back and I had no idea why.

Stefan continued to yell despite all that I was saying. He didn't stop until Damon stood up from the floor. He looked at his brother momentarily and vanished out of the window.

I looked away from the window and looked at Stefan's back. He was breathing heavily. When he turned to face me, I was relieved to see his eyes were back to normal and the veins were gone. I was careful with my words, knowing he could switch back quickly.

As I looked at him, I lost all composure that I somehow managed to keep the entire time. Once one tear fell, the rest fell rapidly. "I'm so sorry, Stefan. I never meant to sleep with Damon and I never wanted any of this," I cried. I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around them. I laid my head down on my arms as I kept crying.

The last thing I expected was to have Stefan come over to me and pull me into his embrace. This made me cry even more. He rubbed my back gently and we rocked back and forth slowly. "I'm so sorry," I apologized repeatedly.

"I know, Elena. I know you are," he whispered. He kissed the top of my head, "We'll figure something out. I'm not leaving you."

Hearing him saying he wasn't leaving was such a huge relief, but I knew it wouldn't be easy for us. Stefan would be there for me and knowing that made me slightly happy.