Memories and Bedtime Stories
Summary: Part three of the Delena series. Damon relives some memories of his first nights taking care of Delena and also tells her an amusing bedtime story!
Elena looked down at the weary little girl at her feet. She rubbed her eyes tiredly while looking up at Elena with half lidded eyes in her pink pajama's. Elena picked her up, feeling Delena's head roll around on her shoulder until she got into a comfortable position. "I sleepy Mamma."
Elena rubbed the girl's back as she walked up the stairs of the Salvatore boarding house. "I know you are sweetie. You just go right to sleep ok?"
Delena merely nodded as Elena opened the door to her room, which was suffused in a blend of red and pink. Little sunflowers and bluebells covered the walls where a gray castle was painted around it, the red flag on top of the tower looked as if it was blowing strongly in the wind. Her bed was right under it, decorated in a sea of pink with little pink ponies and butterflies riding out into the unknown.
Elena pulled back the comforter and the sheets, laying Delena down on her Snow White pillow and pulling the blankets back up to where it hugged perfectly against her chin. Just as Elena was about to leave, Delena looked up at her with questioning eyes. "Where Daddy?"
Elena turned around to her daughter, smiling slightly. "I don't know where he is. You'll see him in the morning ok honey?" After kissing her forehead and telling her goodnight, Elena quietly closed the door behind her and left.
Delena looked around the darkened room, remembering that Elena forgot to turn her nightlight on. An explosion of light on the wall caused her to jump at the now warm glow of light surrounding her.
"Your mother shouldn't forget about turning that thing on."
Delena eyes immediately brightened at the sight of Damon standing at the foot of her bed, smirking as he looked at her. "You seriously don't think that I couldn't hear you calling me now did I?" In a flash he was next to her, stroking her round cheek with the pads of his thumb. "Now tell me princess, what is it that you want?"
Delena giggled at Damon calling her princess, reaching her hands up to him. Damon took the hint and picked her up, holding the little body close to him as he sat down in the rocking chair. Memories of the first night spend in here bombarded Damon, making him smile a little remembering Delena when she was just a newborn.
Flashback
The shrill cry of a baby jolted Damon out of his very enjoyable dream. He groaned as he got up, cursing under his breath at how inconvenient his daughter's timing is. He slowly slid out of bed before using vampire speed to get to his daughter's crib. He looked down at the red faced child and picked her up, holding her close to his body like he had seen Elena do many times before. "Hey, it's alright." Damon coaxed gently while wiping away his daughter's tears.
At the feel of his touch, Delena stopped crying and looked up at the pair of smoldering blue eyes staring back at her. Absentmindedly, her finger slipped into her mouth and she began sucking on it while Damon walked over to the rocking chair and sat down, gently rocking his daughter back and forth while being mesmerized by her beauty. He'd never thought he would love something other then Elena as much as he loved his daughter. She was his little angel, he'd do anything for her.
Her eyes began to get droopy and she yawned once, showing Damon just how tired she was. Damon leaned down and softly kissed her on her forehead while she cooed up at him. Slowly, Damon stood up while clutching his daughter protectively to his chest. He laid her down and covered her up with a pink blanket, watching her raise her little fists towards him and made light baby noises. Her tiny little blue eyes were the prettiest color Damon had ever seen. He loved the way they would look up at him in fascination. "Goodnight princess." he whispered, kissing her one last time before disappearing back to his room.
End of flashback
"Daddy!"
Damon was quickly pulled back into reality at the sound of his daughter's voice. He looked down at Delena and narrowed his eyes playfully at her. "What? What do you want?"
Delena's high pitched squeals echoed in Damon's ear as she squirmed around in his lap, trying to escape from his attacks of tickles. "Daddy stop!"
Damon continued his assaults on her for a minute until he stopped, holding Delena firmly in his arms. "I think it's time for you to go to sleep."
Delena gave Damon a sad look. He rolled his eyes. "No Delena, I'm not falling for your crying act."
"Daddy, I want a bedtime story." she whined as Damon walked over to her bed and laid her down.
Damon sighed. "Do I have to?" He put on a pouty face which caused Delena to laugh.
"Yes, princess's order." her smirk was an exact copy of Damon's.
Damon smirked, ruffling her brown straight hair. "Okay, Daddy will tell you one and only one. Got it?"
Delena nodded. "Otay."
Damon laughed. He loved how she would mispronounce some words. It sounded so cute. "Ok, now let me think up of a story." Damon racked through his brain, trying to find a story that was suitable for a three year old.
Delena stared at him, eyes knitting together in frustration. She crossed her arms and huffed. "Daddy, it's not nice to keep a princess waiting you know."
Damon let out a laugh as he finally found a story that he could tell her. "Okay your highness. I have a story." he sneered playfully at her.
Delena smiled as she watched Damon get into bed with her, pulling her onto his stomach as he laid down, grabbing her brown Teddy bear (the same one Elena had in her room) and played with it, remembering that time when he was lying in this exact same position when he and Elena were alone in her bedroom. "Ok, I have a great story to tell you, and it's kind of like a rhyme too."
Delena sat up expectantly, watching her dad move the bear hands up and down. He grinned mischievously. "There once was a brother from 1864. He was a total bore. One day he found a woman who turned out to be a whore." Delena gasped and covered her mouth as she giggled, causing Damon's smirk to extend all the way across his face. "She slept with his brother who loved her, but also slept with another. But she couldn't choose between them. So she choose both and became the biggest whore in town. Nobody wanted her around. One day, she screwed them both. Even though she pledged her loyalty she lied under oath. I don't know which is worse. The fact that I got screwed by a whore or that my brother is still such a bore."
Delena clapped her hands gleefully. "That was a funny story Daddy!"
Damon smirked. "Yes it is. Now what is the moral of the story, meaning what did you learn from it?"
"That your brother is a bore!"
"That's my girl." Damon kissed her softly on the forehead before getting up and handing the Teddy bear back to Delena. Delena hugged the bear close to her body as Damon started to walk out of the room.
"Daddy?" Delena called out to the retreating form of Damon.
He turned around, looking at her with questioning eyes. "Yes?"
"I love you."
Damon could feel his non beating heart melting as he smiled back at his adorable little girl, beaming up at him with those turquoise eyes. If he didn't know any better he would say that she would literally be the death of him one day, which she probably would once she started dating. Damon didn't even want to think of how many guys he was going to kill, all he knew is that they were lucky if they even caught a glimpse of Delena.
He smiled back at his daughter, looking all snug in her bed with Elena's bear besides her. She was his weakness, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
Summary: Part three of the Delena series. Damon relives some memories of his first nights taking care of Delena and also tells her an amusing bedtime story!
Elena looked down at the weary little girl at her feet. She rubbed her eyes tiredly while looking up at Elena with half lidded eyes in her pink pajama's. Elena picked her up, feeling Delena's head roll around on her shoulder until she got into a comfortable position. "I sleepy Mamma."
Elena rubbed the girl's back as she walked up the stairs of the Salvatore boarding house. "I know you are sweetie. You just go right to sleep ok?"
Delena merely nodded as Elena opened the door to her room, which was suffused in a blend of red and pink. Little sunflowers and bluebells covered the walls where a gray castle was painted around it, the red flag on top of the tower looked as if it was blowing strongly in the wind. Her bed was right under it, decorated in a sea of pink with little pink ponies and butterflies riding out into the unknown.
Elena pulled back the comforter and the sheets, laying Delena down on her Snow White pillow and pulling the blankets back up to where it hugged perfectly against her chin. Just as Elena was about to leave, Delena looked up at her with questioning eyes. "Where Daddy?"
Elena turned around to her daughter, smiling slightly. "I don't know where he is. You'll see him in the morning ok honey?" After kissing her forehead and telling her goodnight, Elena quietly closed the door behind her and left.
Delena looked around the darkened room, remembering that Elena forgot to turn her nightlight on. An explosion of light on the wall caused her to jump at the now warm glow of light surrounding her.
"Your mother shouldn't forget about turning that thing on."
Delena eyes immediately brightened at the sight of Damon standing at the foot of her bed, smirking as he looked at her. "You seriously don't think that I couldn't hear you calling me now did I?" In a flash he was next to her, stroking her round cheek with the pads of his thumb. "Now tell me princess, what is it that you want?"
Delena giggled at Damon calling her princess, reaching her hands up to him. Damon took the hint and picked her up, holding the little body close to him as he sat down in the rocking chair. Memories of the first night spend in here bombarded Damon, making him smile a little remembering Delena when she was just a newborn.
Flashback
The shrill cry of a baby jolted Damon out of his very enjoyable dream. He groaned as he got up, cursing under his breath at how inconvenient his daughter's timing is. He slowly slid out of bed before using vampire speed to get to his daughter's crib. He looked down at the red faced child and picked her up, holding her close to his body like he had seen Elena do many times before. "Hey, it's alright." Damon coaxed gently while wiping away his daughter's tears.
At the feel of his touch, Delena stopped crying and looked up at the pair of smoldering blue eyes staring back at her. Absentmindedly, her finger slipped into her mouth and she began sucking on it while Damon walked over to the rocking chair and sat down, gently rocking his daughter back and forth while being mesmerized by her beauty. He'd never thought he would love something other then Elena as much as he loved his daughter. She was his little angel, he'd do anything for her.
Her eyes began to get droopy and she yawned once, showing Damon just how tired she was. Damon leaned down and softly kissed her on her forehead while she cooed up at him. Slowly, Damon stood up while clutching his daughter protectively to his chest. He laid her down and covered her up with a pink blanket, watching her raise her little fists towards him and made light baby noises. Her tiny little blue eyes were the prettiest color Damon had ever seen. He loved the way they would look up at him in fascination. "Goodnight princess." he whispered, kissing her one last time before disappearing back to his room.
End of flashback
"Daddy!"
Damon was quickly pulled back into reality at the sound of his daughter's voice. He looked down at Delena and narrowed his eyes playfully at her. "What? What do you want?"
Delena's high pitched squeals echoed in Damon's ear as she squirmed around in his lap, trying to escape from his attacks of tickles. "Daddy stop!"
Damon continued his assaults on her for a minute until he stopped, holding Delena firmly in his arms. "I think it's time for you to go to sleep."
Delena gave Damon a sad look. He rolled his eyes. "No Delena, I'm not falling for your crying act."
"Daddy, I want a bedtime story." she whined as Damon walked over to her bed and laid her down.
Damon sighed. "Do I have to?" He put on a pouty face which caused Delena to laugh.
"Yes, princess's order." her smirk was an exact copy of Damon's.
Damon smirked, ruffling her brown straight hair. "Okay, Daddy will tell you one and only one. Got it?"
Delena nodded. "Otay."
Damon laughed. He loved how she would mispronounce some words. It sounded so cute. "Ok, now let me think up of a story." Damon racked through his brain, trying to find a story that was suitable for a three year old.
Delena stared at him, eyes knitting together in frustration. She crossed her arms and huffed. "Daddy, it's not nice to keep a princess waiting you know."
Damon let out a laugh as he finally found a story that he could tell her. "Okay your highness. I have a story." he sneered playfully at her.
Delena smiled as she watched Damon get into bed with her, pulling her onto his stomach as he laid down, grabbing her brown Teddy bear (the same one Elena had in her room) and played with it, remembering that time when he was lying in this exact same position when he and Elena were alone in her bedroom. "Ok, I have a great story to tell you, and it's kind of like a rhyme too."
Delena sat up expectantly, watching her dad move the bear hands up and down. He grinned mischievously. "There once was a brother from 1864. He was a total bore. One day he found a woman who turned out to be a whore." Delena gasped and covered her mouth as she giggled, causing Damon's smirk to extend all the way across his face. "She slept with his brother who loved her, but also slept with another. But she couldn't choose between them. So she choose both and became the biggest whore in town. Nobody wanted her around. One day, she screwed them both. Even though she pledged her loyalty she lied under oath. I don't know which is worse. The fact that I got screwed by a whore or that my brother is still such a bore."
Delena clapped her hands gleefully. "That was a funny story Daddy!"
Damon smirked. "Yes it is. Now what is the moral of the story, meaning what did you learn from it?"
"That your brother is a bore!"
"That's my girl." Damon kissed her softly on the forehead before getting up and handing the Teddy bear back to Delena. Delena hugged the bear close to her body as Damon started to walk out of the room.
"Daddy?" Delena called out to the retreating form of Damon.
He turned around, looking at her with questioning eyes. "Yes?"
"I love you."
Damon could feel his non beating heart melting as he smiled back at his adorable little girl, beaming up at him with those turquoise eyes. If he didn't know any better he would say that she would literally be the death of him one day, which she probably would once she started dating. Damon didn't even want to think of how many guys he was going to kill, all he knew is that they were lucky if they even caught a glimpse of Delena.
He smiled back at his daughter, looking all snug in her bed with Elena's bear besides her. She was his weakness, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
