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From: Elena and Miranda Salvatore To: Damon Salvatore the hottest dad alive

Hey, baby

Happy birthday! How does it feel to not be on the same age anymore?  You have given me so much happiness, I’m complete with you. Thank you for letting me be the mother of your child, your wife, your lover and your best friend. Like all each year, I caught myself wondering, what to give to someone who has it all? Well, after much thought, I figured you’d like to have this picture you took of us in your office, to remind you of who will be at home when you come back from the bar... And you also deserve something special, for being the most thoughtful and amazing human any woman could dream of, so meet me at the bathroom... I’m waiting for you... 

PS: Miranda is already asleep, we have like a couple of hours to enjoy each other’s company, so hurry!

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From: Damon and Miranda Grace Salvatore To: Elena Salvatore

Hey, baby.

Happy Mother’s day. The very first of many to come. You’ve been exhausted these past few weeks, for a very important reason, so I thought you deserved a day for yourself as a gift. Don’t worry, I can take care of our baby while you have an off day. You deserve it. Also you knew I would get you jewerly. But this one is special.

Our little girl and I love you so much. 

D.S. & M.G.S.

Continuar lendo

Miranda,

Today is our first mother’s day together, and I can’t believe how blessed we area for having you in our lives. You’ve been here for a few days, but the impact you already have in our lives is huge. Being your mom has its ups and downs, but I think I’ve figured out when you’re crying of hunger, when a change of diapers is required, or when cramps are annoying you. Believe me, baby girl... Cramps are the worst, and we women deal it for most our lives, but that’s a chat for when you’re older. You’re sleeping now, I can see you from your crib while I put these notes down on the chair beside you. You look so peaceful, so perfect, it’s no wonder your dad is crazy about you. We are all crazy about you.

My beloved Miranda, you are by far the best gift life has given me. 

Love, mom

PS: I loved the gift you *winks* and your dad gave me. There was a time I wore a necklace with vervain inside a pendant, but that’s a conversation for another time, when you’re really really older! 

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On the inside Damon was freaking out. Their baby was going to be born soon, a new Salvatore brought into the world. How crazy it was that just a few years back he thought his family had ended with him and Stefan. Thanks to that beautiful brunette in front of him, it hadn’t. Damon held her hand, feeling as Elena squeezed and he wished there was anything he could do to help with the pain.

Holding her bag with his free hand, Damon led Elena out of their house and towards his car. He already knew he would need a better car eventually, but for now his old car would do just fine. He helped her into the car, before rushing to the other side to drive as fast as possible, without causing any damage to her, towards the hospital.

As much as the idea of giving birth terrified her in some way, Elena knew it was no use to be scared. Freaking out would only make things more difficult for both she and her baby. Of course she wished her mother was there, giving her all the support she needed on this life changing moment, but Elena liked the idea what whatever in Heaven Miranda was, she was looking after her. 

She couldn’t help but to smile when she saw the baby blue camaro. That car was constant in all the highest moments with Damon, and now it would also be part of this memory. “Thanks”, she whispered before feelling another wave of contraction hitting her, harder than before. She focused on her breathing, on pulling her fear far away, “If I didn’t know better, I’d thought you still have those vampire reflexes on”, she joked, trying to lighten the moment as it got harder to hide how painful her contractions were becoming.

At the sight of the hospital, she sighed in relieve and turned to look at Damon, “I’m so glad you’re here with me, I wouldn’t be able to go through this without you”

Hi, little one

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Damon walked towards her, keeping his eyes only on her face to not make Elena uncomfortable in any way. He could be an asshole from time to time, but he knew how to be respectful when he wanted to. Not that he had been too respectful since the day she arrived. Something about Elena brought out the worst in him. He was always cocky, blunt and sometimes even rude when she was around. Especially when she and Stefan were around. 

That animosity could be explained by the fact that Damon wasn’t happy that his father arranged the marriage between Stefan and Elena instead of Damon and Elena, but he would never say that. Oh, no. He would deny that he wanted Elena since the day he saw her until his death. Instead he would drink and act out and sleep around until his little brother and the brunette in front of him were finally married and out of the Salvatore estate.

Damon shrugged at her question, leaning against the wall as he watched her. “Maybe.” He answered. “Maybe not.” He knew the scent of alcohol wasn’t the only thing she was feeling. The woman he had slept with that night had a strong scent of cheap perfume. Elena knew where he had been and what he had been doing, but he knew she would never ask. “Some drink tea when they can’t sleep. Some drink alcohol.”

Elena squared her shoulders as Damon approached. When she first came to the Salvatore estate, she had no idea of what to expect from any of the brothers. While felt like being on heaven being with Stefan, it would all go as soon as Damon was around. She had no idea if he was always this rude towards others, or if it was something she did or said that turned his animosity towards her so harsh.

She could tell that he didn’t have the best relationship with his father, especially after Giuseppe was told that Damon deserted the war. Sometimes she could catch herself wondering if wasn’t for the war, she would be promised to marry Damon instead of Stefan, but soon she’d let go of such thoughts. No matter how attracted she could feel towards the older brother, she need in her heart she would never be happy with someone as cocky and rude like him.

The brunette raised an eyebrow, and pursed her lip. She really wanted to help, she wanted Damon to be happy too, and she knew this path he was taking would bring nothing but destruction towards him. “I’m not sure any tea would help me now. I’d rather be awake, maybe watch the sun rise”, she said with a dreamy smile and looked back at him, “You’re allowed to join me, if you behave of course”, she warned and headed towards the way he came through.

Elena pulled her hair up in a pony tail, and smiled while Damon rushed around, grabbing everything they needed. She was ready by the time he rushed towards her, and she giggled. She’d never get tired on watching Damon as human, Elena placed her hand upon his face and nodded, “It is time”, then her brown eyes looked down at her huge baby bump, and she smiled. Deep down she knew everything was going to be alright, maybe that was why she was so calm.

Damon would be there by her side through all the time, and that was all she needed. The idea of delivering this baby at home did crossed her mind, but as a future doctor, Elena was aware of the complications that could occur, and once the doctor assured her that Damon would be allowed in the room, despite the pandemia all around, she decided it was for the better going to the hospital. “Let’s go have a baby”, she kissed his cheek and took his hand, just in time before another contraction hit. She cried out softly, and squeezed his hand a bit hard, holding until the pain disappeared for a while.

Hi, little one

Hi, little one

Elena had just finished her entry on the baby diary when she felt another annoying contraction. She had been feeling those for a while, but her doctor assured her that there was normal, except something was out of ordinary. She let a small breath out and eyed Milo, who had been following her everywhere for a week, “That was a bit stronger than the others”, she said while scrating on the back of his ears. Once she got up and took a few steps, she noticed something weird, there was a liquid in between her legs? She lost her breath, realizing what was happening.

Alright, this wasn’t time for panicking, especially during a pandemic time. Delivering a baby during a time like this was never in the plans, but she wasn’t that surprised at all, considering that everything seemed to happen in a different way than normal with her and Damon. At least the didn’t have the virus according to the test they had, so that was a relief, “It’s time”, she told Milo with a smile and took a quick shower, to clean herself and then head straight to the maternity. “Hey, babe... Is the maternity bag all set?”, she asked Damon while brushing her hair. “Because my water already broke and we should be heading to the maternity soon”, she said, surprised with how calm her voice sounded.

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40th Week Entry

Hi little one, so this is the final moment.

At any moment now, you might be ready to be born, and we’re more than ready to welcome you in our lives. We are anxiously waiting for metting you, hilding your little fingers and see the little miracle you’re gonna be in our lives.

I won’t lie, carrying you for the past couple of weeks were a real challenge. There was pain, and more discomfort, but I know the moment is almost here, and all that ache would be worth at the moment I see you. I even had to hide some of my pain from your dad, or else he’d get more worried than he already is. I even saw some grey hair on his head these days, but he denied.

My little baby, I know I’m lucky for having your daddy with me, he’s has been the most thoughtful and caring man during the whole pregnancy. But you’re gonna be the luckies, because I know he’s going to be the best dad on this universe for you. I hope and pray that someday, you’ll have someone as amazing as him by your side.

Come to us soon.

Love, mom

When her parents died in a terrible accident, Elena was afraid of being alone in the world. So when Giuseppe Salvatore arranged the marriage between her and Stefan Salvatore, it felt just right. The youngest Salvatore was very kind to her, always looking after her and respectful of their engagement, even though now they lived under the same roof, since her brother started a family with Anna and was living at the Gilbert boarding house. 

Everything was perfect, her life all planned out ahead of her, but Elena felt something was missing, something was off, which kept her up all night once in a while. That night, she tossed and turned on the bed and couldn’t fall asleep at all. With a sigh she got up and put a white laced robe and went to the kitchen, hoping a warm cup of tea would put her worries and nerves at ease. 

Her voice almost skipped a beat when she heard a voice calling her name. Not any voice.... His voice. Stefan’s infamous older brother. Damon. She took a deep breath and waited a moment till her was sure the warm in her cheeks were gone. “Damon”, she said with a small bow of her head, “I should, but I guess it’s impossible by now”, she was walking towards him and then stopped, frowning, “Were you drinking again?”, she questioned him, feeling the scent of bourboun and cheap perfum all over his clothes.

Damon didn’t know what time it was when he arrived at the Salvatore state, but he knew it was a little bit before dawn. He had been doing that for a while - Spending the night out, drinking, spending his money and sleeping in other women’s beds. His father thought he was the black sheep of the family, so why not prove him right?

The young mand walked into his house, not caring if he would wake someone. He was a few steps away from his bedroom door when another door opened, lighting the dark hallway. He turned around, seeing one of the reasons why he spent so much time out of the house between other women’s legs. Elena Gilbert. His brother’s fianceé. The woman that haunted his dreams. The bane of his existence.

“Miss Elena.” He bowed slightly with a smirk on his lips. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?”

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