This is set about six weeks after the season one finale, all in Elena's point of view. When Elena walked into the kitchen Katherine was already gone, and Elena was too late to save Jeremy, so he became a vampire(later in the story you'll hear more about this in flashbacks). Katherine has yet to make herself known to anyone, Jeremy is still adjusting to his new life as a vampire, and Elena and Stefan get a surprise of thier own.

It can't be. It's not possible; it will end up being negative. There has to be some other explanation. I came to terms with the fact that I would never have kids when I decided to be with Stefan.

It's been about two minutes, the moment of truth. I take a deep breath and pick up the small pregnancy stick. Positive. Impossible! I'll take another because that can't be right. I was so paranoid I bought four when I went to the drug store.

Ten minutes and three more pregnancy tests later I am officially panicking. How can they all be positive? Vampires can't have kids! Stefan greatly expressed that when he was worried that later on in life I would want to have kids and I assured him that he didn't need to worry.

I can't help that tears that are streaming down my face when I call Stefan's cell phone. He picks up after just two rings.

"Hi, love. Everything okay?"

I don't say anything at first; I don't know if I even remember how to speak. "Can you come over?" I finally manage to get out.

Stefan, of course, picks up on my mood immediately. "What's wrong?" There is obvious worry in his voice.

"I just need you to come over. Please just get here." Even more tears are now flowing from my eyes.

"I'll be right there." And I here I dial tone.

I am waiting about seven minutes when I hear his car pull into my driveway. There's a whoosh of air and he is beside me on the bathroom floor. Where I've been sitting since I got the results to the first test.

He looks at me with a very scared expression. "Elena, what's wrong?"

I don't know if I can get myself to say it, I'm still in shock. I take another deep breath and look him in the eyes. I just need to say it and get it over with.

"I'm pregnant."

He looks and me with a confused and then a slightly amused expression. "Elena, love, that's not possible. We both know that."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. But look." I reach up onto the counter, grab one of the tests, and hand it to him.

He looks at it for a few seconds and looks back at me. "Okay. But Elena you know these things can be wrong, they're not one hundred percent."

"Again, that's what I thought, so I took three more. They all came out positive Stefan." I get the other three tests and hand them to him.

He stares intently at the tests and is quiet for what feels like a very long time.

"That's not possible." He whispers more to himself than to me.

He grabs my hand and pulls me up off the floor. He takes me out of the house and into the passenger seat of his car. Without a word he gets into the drivers seat and silently starts driving. I have no idea what is going through his head and I'm getting really anxious as to what he's thinking. I finally can't handle the silence any longer.

"Stefan, where are we going?"

He glances at me and puts his eyes back one the road. After a few more seconds he speaks for the first time since he saw the other three pregnancy tests.

"The clinic, just outside of town. We need to know for sure if this is real before we do anything."

The rest of the car ride neither of us talk. There are so many different things running through my head. What if I am really pregnant? What does that mean? How can I be mother, I'm still in high school! Will the baby be more like me, or more like Stefan? And I don't mean genetics wise; I mean will it be more human or vampire.

I need to calm down. Stefan is right we need to be positive that I really am pregnant.

So we get to the clinic and are in there for about an hour and a half. When we finally walk out I feel numb, I don't even know what to think anymore.

As we are walking to the car I stop Stefan. "What are we going to do? We didn't even think this was possible. Stefan, I'm pregnant and I'm really scared right now!" He looks at me and pulls me in for a long overdue embrace.

"I don't know, Elena. But first lets go talk to Damon, maybe he's heard of something about this happening once before." He wipes a stray tear that fell from my eye. "Elena, I love you, and we will get through this together."

Now, this is my very first fanfic, so try not me be too mean, if you didn't like it, in your reviews. Just tell me whether or not you liked it and if I should continue the story.