Chapter 24

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Author's notes

Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading Routine! I had fun writing it and I hope you enjoyed it! This is the last chapter to Routine. I'm sad that I finished the story but in all fact I enjoyed writing it and I enjoyed all the support I received. You guys are the best! So without further yapping from my side. Enjoy chapter 24. I might tweak some things in this story and rectify the spelling errors when I read through it again. But that you to everyone! I hope you enjoyed Routine. There are still three active stories. Somebody to you, Story of my life and Crawling.

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Elena's POV

The thing is the honeymoon was a blast, the sex was beyond great. After we got the news about Esther, the sex became ecstatic and more often and the kisses and the hugs and the love it intensified, and it's not only from my side it's from Damon's side. A side I never saw before.

It's like now that Esther was dead all the problems that we had was now going but there was something that was pulling at the strings of my mind. There was something that just wasn't right. We didn't leave the hotel at all because it was sex, sex and sex! Sex on the bed, sex in the bath, sex in the shower sex on the couch. It was just overwhelming and tiresome. And when at night when I was wrapped around him as I slept I would wake up and I would find him on the balcony looking out to the ocean. That was the first three nights.

I would wake up and he wouldn't be there. He would be somewhere else. That seemed so suspicious and I wanted to ask him but every chance I would get to speak to him it would end in him, his lips over mine and we would end up in some sexual position moaning and grunting and then there was no sense in talking what so ever.

So as soon as we left for home and we got of the airplane I thought that everything would go back to normal. Stefan standing there waiting for us was something that relaxed me. He just smiled and waved from side to side as we come into view. I steadily walk over to the younger Salvatore and then he wraps his arms around me in a tight hug. "Welcome back sis." Stefan says and I shake my head from side to side.

"You missed us!" I say sarcastically as I pull away from him and look behind me to Damon struggling to move our bags. Stefan raises a brow.

"You didn't have to buy everything you saw." Stefan says as he starts to walk over to Damon and he starts to take some of the bags from his brother. I roll my eyes as I look to the two brothers. "You did tell her she didn't have to buy everything right?" Stefan asks and Damon just rolls his eyes.

"Hey you don't want an angry pregnant wife." Damon starts to say as they follow me.

"Happy wife means happy life." I sing song as I smile towards them.

"How is the little one?" Stefan asks and I smile as I shake my head. "I mean hopefully Damon didn't give it permanent brain damage with his dick while you two enjoyed your honeymoon." At this I stop dead in my tracks and look to Stefan horrified that he would even say such a thing. I mean there were people around us and they were staring at us in complete shock.

"Stefan!" I yell and I can see Damon feeling a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation but he just raises and eye brow. Something was seriously up with Damon and I just couldn't find what it was. "Let's get home." I just say as I walk towards the car.

Everything was just the way we left it but Damon's parents weren't around anymore. The house was quite. And Stefan was Stefan. He was okay. It appeared that he was okay after the visit from his parents because I knew it could be a bit unpleasant. The best thing was sleeping in my own bed, having Damon by my side and the strange thing was, Damon actually fell asleep tonight and when I woke up because my little bun was lying on my bladder and I needed to use the bathroom he was still in bed sleeping.

I smile, maybe he was just uneasy about sleeping in other beds as well. I walk to the bathroom and switch on the light as I move towards the toilet. Something in the corner of the bathroom catches my eye. Come to think of it I haven't seen it since myself and Damon because exclusive. I rise from the toilet and move to the little back bag that I usually used to keep mu medication in.

I open it and look inside pulling out the pill bottles that clearly read my name on them. I stopped using them after I got a refill. I frown as I open both bottles and look inside. There was some missing. And I know that I hadn't taken any in such a long time. I frown yet again. And I decide to place the sleeping pills and calming pills in the bathroom cabinet. And I place the little bag in the clothing bin. I can't even remember when I last had it. I just shake my head and finally do what I wanted to do before heading back to the toilet. Tomorrow would be a hectic day because it was back to reality and back to work.

When the alarm finally went off, Damon rolled on his side and he pulled me to him. "Let's call in sick." Damon whispers and I just sigh as I give a small yawn.

"No we need to get back." I say and I hear him groan and then he presses his erecting against my behind. Before I feel his lips to my neck and his hands travel from my sides to my hips and then up to my breasts.

"We still have time…" Damon whispers to my neck and when I turn to face him, his lips are on me kissing me, he tastes bitter, like how my sleeping pills always tasted after drinking them and then I would wake up with that taste. Damon tasted like that. But I push that from my mind and I just kiss my back. His hands move down and then they are underneath the night gown I was wearing and he pushes it up further until I can feel his cock poking me. But I just enjoy him and his kiss.

After a rustling in the bed for some time we finally left it and got into the shower, separately, I couldn't handle another round or I would not get through today without a midday nap. I sent Damon to the kitchen to get some juice and breakfast. I started my routine, first the vitamins and all the fun pills you get to drink when being pregnant. I got into the shower and cleaned myself. I get out and dry myself but this time Damon's their and he's sitting on the toilet with a smile on his face. I smile back to him and then I start on my hair, the blow-dry, the straightening then it's the concealer and the hint of eyeliner and then a touch of lip gloss. Then I move to the room and my clothes are waiting there for me.

I look at what I had picked out the previous night and shake my head. Maybe a dress would work for today. I say as I turn back to the closet and pull out the dress I was looking for before I head the cabinet in the bathroom being opened and then the sink and then the shower is turned on. What was he doing? I just continue as I move to his closet and I start to pull out his uniform. He hasn't worn it in 2 weeks… I lick my lips Damon was always a very handsome and irresistible man when he wore his uniform.

But I get dressed and I even thou it's hard to get my shoes on I still manage it and make my way towards the kitchen where Dora is waiting with a smile on your face. "Welcome back Elena." She says with a warm smile and I am almost tempted to hug her.

"Thank you Dora." I say as I take a seat at the counter and she brings me a cup of juice and some beacon and eggs with toast. I really missed her food. It was like missing your mother food. But I slowly eat it as she sets another plate which I presume is for Damon. I just smile as I continue to eat my breakfast. When Damon finally walks through the door he has a lazy smile on his handsome face, his uniform fitting like a glove. He takes his seat and places his hat on the counter next to him.

"Morning Dora." Damon greets and it's a normal day as we eat our breakfast and we prepare to go to work. After breakfast we got everything ready and we got into the Subaru and made our way towards the station. We don't drive in silence. But it filled with small chit chat.

"I'll ask Colonel Forbes to get someone to take the minutes for the SCCF until we welcome our baby into the world." I hear Damon say and I smile towards him.

"That would be nice. But I don't need special treatment." I say as I turn towards him.

"Hey it's a perk of being married to the boss." Damon says with that smile I love so much.

"Oh favouritism, that's going to get you far." I say with a small smile on my face. He gives me this wink and then turns his attention back towards the road. I still had that uneasy feeling. "What's going to happen to those cases now?" I ask and Damon shifts in his seat.

"We'll close them. She's dead now." Damon says and he seem uneasy as he speaks to me.

"Damon we haven't really spoken about all of this." I say and Damon squeezes the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white as he goes. It seems that he doesn't want to talk about this at all.

"Elena there is nothing to talk about. She's dead, you don't have to worry about anything anymore." Damon says and he his uneasiness becomes more evident.

"What's up with you?" I ask him and he glances towards me.

"Just leave it at that. We should just move on." Damon says and I am getting really suspicious because Damon is becoming very evasive. I shouldn't push Damon, I mean he was right I should have to worry about anything.

"Do you think she really committed suicide?" I ask and at this Damon looks at me, he blinks a few time as we pull into the police parking lot and he takes his usual spot. He looks down to the steering wheel and I can see there is something on his mind.

"I don't know." Damon says and with that he is out of the car and he makes his way to the Operational room. Me on the other hand I walk in the opposite direction as I walk up the flight of stairs to the first floor. I needed to book on duty. I walk to the leave office and the Captain looks up at me as I enter but she just looks and then she turns her attention back to the computer. After I blew up her a few weeks ago she never really spoke to me again.

I just look at her and smile as I sign on duty and then I leave the office. I make my way towards my office and pull the keys out, it still looks the same as I left it. That means my temp did okay. I unlock the gate and then the door and I walk in switching on the lights. I place my bag on the table and turn towards Damon's office. I unlock it his door and open it, switching on the lights as I go.

I look around his office and it doesn't seem like anything has changed. I sigh and make my way back to my office. I take a seat and I start up my computers. I hear a light knock on the door and look up and Constable Enzo is standing there smiling brightly. It seems there was someone who was happy to see me. I motion him to come in and he opens the door.

"Good morning Mrs Salvatore. How was the wedding?" Enzo says as he takes a seat of to my side.

"Hey Enzo. It was good thank you. How was things over here?" I ask and he just smiles to me.

"Rather good. So I wanted to talk to you." Enzo says and I raise a brow but I nod my head. "You know that the General is dead right?" Enzo asks and I shake my head up and down. "So I did some investigation. She didn't commit suicide." Enzo says and I blink owlishly.

"What do you mean Enzo?" I ask.

"She was shot and it was made to look like a suicide." Enzo says and I raise an eye brow.

"Time of death?" I ask and Enzo pulls out a file and he opens it as he looks to his notes.

"They say she was shot about 5 weeks ago." Enzo says and I raise my brow. "They say it was the Friday." Well if it was 5 weeks ago, it would have been the weekend of my birthday and that Friday Damon's flight had delayed. This was getting more suspicious. I look to my computer and I still had his schedule and everything on my computer. I turn to my computer and I start my search on my old mail but there is nothing.

I look to Enzo and then I rise from my chair and I walk over to Damon's office and I sit in front of his computer as I go through his e-mail. I could remember something about his flight arrangements. I click on his old mail and search until the e-mail pops up that I am looking for. I open it and stare at the dates and location. Here it said that Damon cancelled his flight back home and scheduled one to Phoenix, and then there was a flight from Phoenix to home. This got just more complicated but before I can get back to my office I hear Damon's voice.

"Brigadier, good morning!" I hear Enzo say.

"Morning Constable." I hear Damon say and then he walks into his office and he looks to me. I stare at him in surprise. He looks to the computer screen and then he looks to my office. "Constable could you go get the OB for me in the Client Service Centre?" Damon says and I can hear the door open and close and the Damon looks to me. "What are you doing?" he asks walking over to me, closing his door.

"I was just checking your mail." I say as I take his seat and turn from the computer to face him.

"What did Enzo tell you?" he asks and I raise a brow.

"She was murdered, on the Friday before my birthday, that Friday you said there was a problem at the airport." I say and I'm not accusing him or anything I just needed to know. If Damon was involved, if he was the one that caused her death I don't really know what I would do. I mean is Damon killed her it would have been for the safety of me and his family. He would have done it because he cared for us. But still he was a murdered I don't know how I would react.

"Elena…" Damon starts but I shake my head.

"Damon just tell me if you were involved or not." I say as I look to him and by God I hope he wasn't involved. I had nothing against the fact that he wanted to protect his loved one and family, but still murder was murder. You couldn't take some one's life even if you were protecting you're own.

"I wasn't. Elena, I wanted to go to Phoenix, and I wanted to speak to her but I never went. I went to pick out your engagement ring instead." Damon says and he looks to the ground.

"But your plain tickets…" I start but Damon shakes his head.

"Look there's a second mail where I changed my tickets again. My plans drastically changed when my classes ran late and then the jeweller was full of shit and I ended up on the late flight home. But I was not involved." Damon says as he looks to me his eyes pleading me to believe him.

There is a knock on the door and we both look to the door in surprise. "Come in." Damon says and the door pops open but the person doesn't walk in. "Rebekah?" Damon asks and I'm just as shocked as he is.

"Damon…" I hear the blond say and then I see as she rushes into the room and she embraces him. "I did a very bad thing and I'm about to do another." The blonde says and I stare in shock as she pulls away and she looks up at Damon, not even acknowledging me.

"Rebekah what's going on?" Damon asks.

There are tears running down her face as she stares up at him. He looks to me and then to the ground and I'm not sure what to do but I silently move of off the chair and I lean down behind his desk. "Damon, I killed her….And I want to kill that girl of you to…" Rebekah whispers and that's when I hear the glass door to my office and I hear them gasp.

"Constable?" I hear Damon say and the there's some movement.

"Brigadier what's going on?" Enzo asks and there is a moment of silent and then there is some more movement and then there is a gasp.

"Rebekah? Why do you have a gun?" I hear Damon ask.

"Shut up Damon." I hear Rebekah say. "And you don't move." She yells.

"Calm down." Damon says but he gasps soon enough. "Rebekah calm down."

"Don't tell me what to do!" I hear her yell. "You! Get in here put your hands where I can see them!" I listen closely as I move to the side and underneath the desk.

"Rebekah what's going on?" I hear movement and then Rebekah choking up as she tries to stay calm.

"It's because of you! She's dead because of you!" Rebekah rambles. "And now I hear you want to marry that other little bitch! I killed her to be with you I thought if I got her out of the way you would come back to me but then I hear your still with that other girl!" Rebekah yells and my eyes go wide.

"What are you talking about?" Damon asks.

"I killed my mother, so she could get out of the picture, for us to be together." Rebekah yells and I almost gasp but I place my hand in front of my mouth. "But still your with Elena… Why!" Rebekah yells.

"Rebekah calm down and put the gun down." I hear Damon say.

"Don't tell me to calm down! And you sit in his chair!" Rebekah demands. "Where is Elena?" Rebekah asks. I hear movement and then I see Enzo as he slowly walks to the chair I was just sitting on. I move deeper underneath the desk and soon he is seated.

"I don't know." Damon mumbles.

"Don't lie to me! I saw her hand bag! Where the fuck is she?" She yells.

"Why?" Damon asks and he seems so cool and collected but there was an edge to his voice.

"She need to die, like the rest of them." I hear her say and my eyes go wide.

"What do you mean by that?" I hear Damon say and then there is silence. "Rebekah!" Damon demands and I can see Enzo physically shaking.

"We both know who killed all those girls Damon… Even if it was my mother, she just wanted the best for me… But now I have to take things into my own hands. Where is Elena?" She asks and she sounds dead serious.

"What? Are you going to kill her like you killed your mother?" Damon asks and I don't know what's more frightening at the moment. Knowing Major General Jackson killed all those girls or that Rebekah killed her own mother and now she wanted me?

"Yes." I hear her say and I watch closely as Enzo reach for his leg underneath his pants there was a gun.

"I won't have that." I hear Damon say as Enzo finally pulls out the gun out of the holster. And bring it back up his body. "You are not going to kill my wife." Damon says and I hear Rebekah yells but the words are a series of swear words.

"Fuck!" I hear Rebekah yell.

"I will not let you touch the mother of my child." Damon says and then there is a shot firearm and everything after that happens so fast as Enzo rises from his chair and there is another shot and then another and I can hear yelling and then there are a few more shots and everything goes quiet. Then I hear Enzo yelling, calling for help.

"Someone call 911! Brigadier Salvatore has been shot!" I hear him yell and it feels like my heart is about to stop.

I lightly rock the cradle as I sit in the rocking chair. James Dante was fast asleep, he had been quite the busy body today. Giving Dora and Stefan all the hell. But as soon as I came home my two year old toddler came fumbling to me and as soon as he was in my arms he calmed instantly. I just had that way with James Dante, I calmed him.

It was a long day, we spent most of the day in the courthouse. To tell the truth it was the worst thing ever, sitting there re-living your life? Reliving that moment when your husband got shot by his crazy ex-girlfriend. I still hate going back to work even if more than a year has passed. I hate my office and I hate the Station Commanders office. But still I couldn't find myself going back to Human Resource Management.

Every time I walked into that office it felt like Rebekah would walk in with her finger ready on the trigger. Believe me it was frightening. Even if I never saw what happened. I heard everything and the after math of watching Damon clutching his chest as he stared into my eyes. We were both covered in blood as his blood oozed out and surrounded us. I think that's where I got my fear of blood, I got so uneasy at the sight of blood that I fainted. I remember that day like it was yesterday from when I got out from underneath the chair to where I tried my best to keep Damon conscious long enough for 911 to dispatch a vehicle.

I remember the members of the client service centre barging in guns ready to shoot but Enzo trying his best to keep the situation calm. To keep me calm. The way Damon looked at me his eyes boring into me as he whispered his love. My tears mixing with his blood. I hated that day.

I sigh as I look to the door. "Is he sleeping?" Damon asks as he takes a step closer.

"Yeah, finally." I say smiling. I almost lost Damon that day. If the emergency service arrive a few minutes later he would have died. Just to know that it was a possibility that I could have lost him was the worse feeling ever. I hated thinking of that day but every time we walked into the courthouse we were reminded yet again. Rebekah would be sitting next to her lawyer as she watched us with so much hatred focused at me. I wish she could just have died but Enzo didn't shoot to kill when it came to her.

"How are you feeling?" Damon asks as he places his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm okay." I reply looking at your son with a smile.

"And little Adeley?" he asks kneeling next to me and placing his hand on my swollen stomach. I was pregnant against, yes again. I was about 7 months at the moment and it was a girl.

"She's fine." I say even thou I am lying. It was a hell of a day and I just wished that this could end. I wish that the court case would finalize and that Rebekah would be sentenced as soon as the judge found her guilty and he would. But her lawyer thought he could get her of and she tried pleading insanity but that was a long shot.

"You're not a good liar." I hear Damon say and I look to him. I just give him a half smile.

"I hate court, I hate going back to that office." I say and Damon's closes for a second.

"I promise that as soon as the case is over we can move. Anywhere you want." Damon says and I smile at him.

"What about work, it's not like I'll get a transfer or anything." I say and Damon just smiles.

"Resign, become a house wife." I smile at that but it sounder rather tempting.

"Maybe I will. But what happens if we move and you get a new position and you get a hot as hell secretary?" I say and Damon laughs at this.

"Then don't resign. You know you're the only girl for me." He says rising up and kissing my forehead. "I love you." Damon whispers and I smile again.

"Do you ever regret coming here? Accepting this position?" I ask and his blue eyes bore into mine and it seems that my questions offends him somewhat.

"Not for a second. It was the best decision ever. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Damon says as he takes my hand into his and he pulls me up.

"I doubt that because you were the best thing to ever happen to me." I say and with that he starts to lead me to our room. All in all Damon was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. Three years ago I was a lonely girl with an addiction to pharmaceuticals medicine. I didn't see light at the end of the tunnel. I could have committed suicide but if it wasn't for Damon I wouldn't be here. Mother of one, the second one on her way, married and somewhat happy. If it wasn't for the trial I would have been more than happy.

I had changed my addiction to pharmaceuticals to an addiction to Damon which seems to be much better. I wanted to continue living my life, loving Damon, loving my children. I was in a better place. And I found happiness, with Damon, he showed me it was okay to live your life, not sleep it away. He showed me the beauty that I missed for so long.

Happiness is waking up in the middle of the night, and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent and vulnerable state. They breathe as thought the weight of the world lays on anyone's shoulders but their own. You smile, kiss their face in the most gentle manner so as not to wake them. You turn your back around and an involuntary grin forms on your own face. You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know it doesn't get any better than that.

Damon showed me that I got it all wrong. I didn't come to earth to master unconditional love. That is where I came from and where I will return to. I came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love, Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of … messing up. Often. I didn't come here to be perfect. I already was. I came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then to rise again into remembering.

I always thought that I was living an adventurous life, and I thought it was pretty dangerous on its own, but then I notices that I was in a routine, a lethal routine that was continuous until I met Damon and after I met him the adventure started, it was blissful yet dangerous but not lethal…