A/N: Hey all! So, after a whole week of horrible writers block. I'm finally back to writing. I will be working on my other stories as well and updating them too. But, I just wanted to start this new story/ Sequel to "One and Only".
Since, I left you all with such a surprising cliff hanger at the end of "One and Only." Hopefully this will make up for it! :) I will be adding a few new characters into this story and it will focus around everyone from the previous story as well. Not just Stefan and Elena. But, it is a Stelena fanfiction for the most part.
Also, If you haven't read "One and Only". I suggest that you do so first before reading this sequel. Because, you probably will be confused if you don't, since I will be referring back to events from that storyline. ;) So, without further delay. Please let me know what you all think and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the vampire Diaries. I just use the character for my own entertainment!
Prologue- Begin Again-
Elena's P.O.V.
Her words ring through my ears like an electric shock wave and as she stands next to me, all I can hear is what she spoke to me earlier. "Hello, Elena. It's been a long time. I was just in the neighborhood and thought I would stop by to see my daughter."
Just in the neighborhood? My mind screams as my head feels like it's spinning and suddenly I get this protectiveness that kick's in and all I want to do is protect my unborn baby from her, from her darkened brown eyes that feel like they're about to make my whole world come crashing down with just once glance and her words that cut through me like a sharp blade from a knife.
"You look so beautiful." My mother coos, leaning into me as I step back and cross my arms over my chest, my legs shaking a bit when I look past my mother and back to Stefan whose still standing near the door, just about to open his mouth to speak.
"Look, Miranda. Whatever it may be that you're here for. Clearly, Elena and I don't want you here. So, it's better if you just go." He states in a firm tone, clearing his throat and watching as she pivots on her heels.
I watch from a distance, my arms wrapped around my waistline, my hands gently stroking my stomach and my mind screaming for her to just disappear again. To not cause any more hostility and just leave us both the hell alone. Yet, knowing how manipulative my mother is, she won't go without leaving a wake of destruction in her path or some sort of tainted peace offering.
"Hm...You know, it's funny because I wonder if Elena told you the same thing. That she didn't want you around Sam and Olivia when you just randomly came back into their lives. So, Stefan tell me. What do my grandchildren think of the father that just abandoned them and then came back to make up for it?" She hisses out, leaning into Stefan, placing her hand on his chest as she pushes away from him with a smirk on her face and winks at me.
"I'm not leaving until I see my grand kids." She says, brushing past me and walking straight into our living room, sitting down on the couch.
"Miranda, Sam and Olivia are actually at school right now and I really don't want you here when they come home. So, I suggest that you do what you're good at and leave. You know, it shouldn't be that hard since you've been doing it since Jeremy and I were kids." I spit out in an agitated tone.
I'm exhausted and really can't deal with any stress since the doctor had told me that it's not good for the baby. Yet, somehow I've gotten this boost of energy, anger even. When I saw her face staring back at me, her eyes glistening with that sickening look of her wanting something more than to just see her grandkids or me for that matter.
"The last time you saw them, my kids were babies. They don't know you and as far as my husband and I are concerned. Sam and Olivia don't need to know you!" I shout out, tears in my eyes when I turn away with shaking hands and hear as she makes a clicking noise with the roof of her mouth using her tongue.
"Oh, don't be so harsh. I'm sure that they would love to get to know me. You know, Elena. You should really calm down. Stress isn't good for the baby, you could go into an early labor." My mother says in a snarky tone, a smile tugging at her lips when she runs her hands through her hair and I jump a bit as I feel Stefan's hands on my shoulders, his lips against the top of my head when he kisses my hair and bends down to whisper into my ear. "Elena, I'll handle this. Sweetie, it's okay. Just go into the kitchen and sit down. Everything will be just fine." He tells me, turning me around in his arms and instantly breaking the strong gaze I have upon my mother who's lifted her legs onto the coffee table and is looking at a photo album that was sitting on the table beside her.
I nod, not saying a word as I close my eyes and lock them upon Stefan's gentle and smiling face. "It's okay. I'll handle her." He tells me in a reassuring tone, guiding me gently towards our kitchen and pulling out a chair for me to sit down in.
My staring dissolves from looking far too long at the back of Miranda's head to my husband's gently and loving green eyes. "Listen to me, you sit here and I'll have her out of this house in no time. But, is this really what you want, Elena?" He asks me, searching my eyes for any doubts at all.
I lock my tired gaze on him, biting down on my lower lip when I wrap my arms around his neck, never wanting to let him go as I feel his hands on my back, making small circles against the purple long sleeve shirt that I'm wearing.
"Yes. I want her gone, Stefan. Miranda has no place in my life anymore or in our families. Not after everything she did to ruin our lives and my childhood. She'd hurt me all over again, given the chance and she would eventually disappoint our children. Just like she did her own." I tell him in a firm tone. The memories of my mother flashing in front of my face and all the times that she had hurt me so endlessly all come to a boiling point when I nearly beg him. "Please, Stefan. I want her to just leave us alone."
Stefan's P.O.V.
"Stay here. I'll handle this." I tell her, watching as Elena slowly lowers herself into one of dining room chairs and I bend down to kiss her forehead. "Everything will be just fine. I promise." I comment before straightening out myself and making my way back into our living room.
She's still got her nose buried inside of one of our family photo albums, licking her thumbs as she separates the page with her fingers and sighs out loud when she says "I missed so much of their lives when they were babies. I'm sure you feel the same way. I mean, being dead and all for five years. It must have been a real shock to readjust with your kids. I'm sure Sam and Olivia probably resented you. Maybe they still do." Miranda comments, narrowing her eyes on me and glaring at me as I feel my body tense at her words.
Resentment from my own kids. I've been dealing with it a lot lately. These past few months, after Elena had finally told them about Matt and the fact that he was never coming back into their lives. Sam and Olivia blamed me for it, some days they still do. But, we're working on it. It's part of our therapy as a family. Carol Lockwood had said that it takes time, that even though the kids are getting a bit older and are able to understand things better. It'll still take time to deal with everything.
"What's going on with my children and I is none of your business, Miranda. Now, let me make myself perfectly clear. My wife is 9 months pregnant. She could give birth any day now and she really doesn't need you here, she doesn't need the extra stress or bullshit that you bring along with you. To be quite frank, Elena never needed you to begin with. She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself without you!" I spit out, watching as Miranda blinks at me a few times, her mouth gaped open from the surprise of my words as I walk over to where she's sitting and lean into her a bit, my face dead locked onto her stunned expression.
"Get the hell out of my house and make sure that you don't come back. Because, if I see you anywhere near my wife or my children. I swear to god that you will regret ever coming back here for whatever it is that you want!" I hiss out, hearing as she exhales a breath and smirks at me, her hand just inches away from my chest as she places it in between my rib cage and smiles a devious grin.
"Have you ever thought about going to anger management classes? You seem really tense..Maybe you could use a release." Miranda says in a suggestive tone, watching as I back away from her and shake my head. I'm blown away by the fact that she just hit on me. A married man..Her so called 'Son in law!'
"Listen to me. You have five seconds to get the hell out of my house before I throw you out! Do I make myself clear?" I ask her, watching as she grins and winks at me. Placing the white colored photo album down on to our coffee table before getting up and expanding out her chest a bit in a suggestive way, leaning towards me when she whispers "I was just kidding. But, you do really look like you would be a good time."
I watch carefully as she brushes past me with a smile and then suddenly I jump when I see Elena standing near the couch, a disgusted look on her face. Her hands firmly placed on her belly as she gazes over to Miranda and says in a stern tone. "It's one thing thinking that the guy you married hit on me when I was a teenager. But, to hit on my husband in front of my eyes. That's disgraceful! Get out of my house, now! Get out because I can't stand to see the sight of you. Leave, before I call the police. I'm sure they'd love to dig up your record...Child endangerment and abandonment ring any bells? I specifically remember those words being thrown around when they took Jeremy and I away the from the house the first time. After dad died. I'm sure harassment would look really nice added to that list." Elena comments, taking a step towards Miranda and opening the door for her as she grabs her coat from the couch.
"Elena, I'm not here to cause trouble. Look, I'm just very forward and I was just kidding around with Stefan here. But, I really want to start over with you. Please, here's the number to my hotel room where I'll be staying for a while. Call me so that we can talk." Miranda says, suddenly in a serious tone as I watch from a distance when Elena takes the piece of paper from her hands and nods, swiftly shutting the door behind her mother and not even caring enough to give her a proper good bye.
We both wait a few minutes before either of us speaks, standing just inches apart from one another and staring down at our feet. The silence and shock of everything that just happened in the last half hour is starting to finally sink in and when Elena speaks, I can hear the anger in her voice, solely directed towards her mother.
"The nerve of that woman to just show up like this and act like she really wants to get to know me! My mother didn't give a damn about me when I was a kid, even when I moved out and started living on my own life. Why would she care about me now? When I'm finally happy, when you and I are finally in a good place and the kids are all good and the baby is on its way. And-" I hear as Elena says, my eyes locked on my wedding band that I've been spinning around my finger as she's ranted about how much this unexpected visit from her mother has shaken up her whole world.
"I just..I-" Elena begins to mumble and then suddenly stops. I find myself stopping too. The nervous spinning of my band as look up at her. I see this terrified look on her face, pain in her eyes when she leans against the closed front door and lets out a staggered breath.
"Elena? Honey. What's wrong?" I ask her, taking a step closer towards her. Noticing her eyes glazed over with tears, distress evident on her face as she instantly lets out a shrilling ear piercing cry and screams out in agonizing pain, holding onto her stomach and tightening her legs closed as she slides down against the door and shouts out. "I think my water just broke. Our baby's coming!"
A/N: Drama..Drama..Drama and a new baby for Stefan and Elena. Also, anyone dislike Miranda yet? ;)
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-Until Next Time!-