Oh My Baby

The tequila had wore away leaving a nasty pounding headache. Elena awoke clutching the side of her head, feeling sick to her stomach. She showered and spent the rest of the day in bed as bits and pieces of the evening came back to her.

The alcohol defiantly impaired her judgement but the only question that was on her mind was, was she safe?

Xoxo

A month later Elena found herself on not so good speaking terms with Damon. The fact of the matter was he chose to make a comment on the lack of parental units in her life. For another fact he killed Alaric, again.

Katherine was back in town and her intentions were good, trying to help Stefan. But what good were they if Stefan was a lost cause?

To make matters even worse she was sick. Alaric and Jeremy knew of course but Elena was sure Alaric and Damon were off speaking terms but as always they started talking again.

Proof of this? Damon was in her bedroom.

"The flu? How did you get that?"

"Germs." Elena replied weakly, "She pushed herself into a sitting position, "You and Ric talking again?"

"He's a germ I can't seem to get rid of." Damon replied, "Is there anything I can get you?"

"Nope. Don't let the window hit you on the way out."

"Oh c'mon your still not mad are you?"

"Nope. Leave." Elena then staggered to the bathroom, locked the door, and heaved into the toilet.

Xoxo

The next day she felt better. Fine and dandy roaming the streets of mystic falls with Bonnie. Until her stomached churned and she retreated to the nearest bathroom.

"I thought you weren't sick anymore?"

"I guess I was wrong. I felt amazingly fine this morning." Elena said and rinsed cold water into her mouth.

Suddenly Bonnie's eyes widened, "Elena…you're not…pregnant are you?"

"What?" Elena spat. "Bonnie that's ridiculous."

"Was the last time with Stefan or…wait…did you and-"

"Bonnie stop what your thinking!" Elena hissed as she pulled her friend out of the mystic grill bathroom.

"At Seth's party…"

"No Bonnie. Nothing happened."

"If something happened, you can tell me Elena. If you were it wouldn't be Stefan's because they can't procreate."

"I'm probably just still sick. I'm going home. I'll call you later."

"Sure okay." Bonnie said, hesitantly.

Elena left the grill rather frazzled. Doing math in her head really took her concentration off everything else so she waited till she was in the comfort of her car. After hopelessly giving up on the math she drove off to the A&P, scared out of her mind.

Xoxo

Elena had the little box in her hand. She was headed to the cash register when a familiar man stood only a few feet away from her. Elena put the box behind her back and walked towards him.

"What are you doing here?" Elena was almost surprised.

"Remember I eat people food too." Damon pointed to the basket in his hand, it was filled with chocolate chip cookies, pickles, lettuce, burgers, buns, and cheese.

"You and your pickles." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh right I forgot you're a pickle hater." He smirked.

Elena smiled.

"You feeling better kid?"

"Yeah. Well gotta run."

"Your still mad? Christ Elena I've done worse!"

"You have. I'll remember that. Gotta run!"

As she walked away Damon watched her. He watched her walk up to the cash register, pay, and leave. There was something suspicious happening and Damon was determined to find out what. Then Damon went to that same cash register. He paid for his items and after the red haired boy said have a good day Damon paused.

"Hey kid can I ask you something?"

"Sure, sir." The boy said.

"The brunette girl before me, what did she purchase?"

"Um I don't really think it's your business sir." The boy replied.

Damon stared into the boys eyes, "I asked you a question. What did the girl before me purchase?"

"A pregnancy test." The red haired boy replied.

The bag of groceries in his hand dropped to the floor.

A/N: I have some really good ideas for this story. I wanted to open it with something i felt wasn't OC because ive read Elena pregnant stories and most of them are extremely OC and i hate that. review please