Chapter 47

The doctor had left us speechless, he left us with a bombshell and neither one of us have spoken, rather take in the information given and be in thought, whilst in silence.

Keith now stood at a distance right where the doctor had stood and I, well I'm still seated on the bed. I'm grateful for Keith suggesting I be treated and recover at home, I don't like the hospital, more so I don't trust any medical person at the moment, after what happened.

Elena had disguised herself as a nurse and she and her accomplices, took me right under everyone's noses, pretending to be moving rooms.

She had a well thought out plan, all with a goal to finally end my life. She hated me, she truly hates me and I, well I cant do anything about that.

This spare room used as my recovering room, just gives me the feel of home and makes me more comfortable.

I just wish I was relaxed and less tense, having to think about the possibility of not having children, the worse part, discussing it with your husband when you yourself don't have a single clue on how, to approach the topic.

Infertile, I actually want to scoff at that. I'm not angry, upset or anything close to that, I'm surprisingly calm with only one thought, I'm fertile. No matter what I'm fertile.

" I'm sorry." Keith says, turning to face me. His balled fists placed on the small table in front of my bed.

" What for?"

" For everything , mostly this."

"It's going to be okay."

" No, how can that be when they say you might- ."

" We're going to have children, our children." I tell him, straight face on.

"Kea- ."

" Keith, do you trust me?"

" With my whole being."

" As I do my God. He will bless us and I will bare your children."  I take a breath. "I need you close." I tell him, holding out my hand to him.

He comes over to sit back by my legs, taking my hand in his.

I look him straight in the eyes." I had faith that you'd return my love, that you'd never leave me and here you are, with me. Right now, I need you with me, in both mind and heart, believe with me that we are going to have children."

He leans forward, forehead against forehead.

" We've gone through so much already and this, this won't be the first to shake us. I believe in good news tomorrow."

" Okay, but please, if any- ."

I open my mouth to speak but he places a finger against my lips, silencing me. " If the results show, you know. We'll consider adoption, because I want kids with my wife and no one else." He says strongly.

I pull him to me, wrapping my arms around him, resting my chin on his shoulder as a tear slips out.



I've never received so much love then the time all my friends and everyone I considered family, came to my room. They kept me in good spirit and I didn't even have to think hard about the results, right after I'd done the tests the next day.

Joey was right about Keith being possessive, he literally couldn't keep away for more then 2 minutes, I had to kick him out myself. He needed to eat, bath and work, but I understood him at some extent, especially with the current news. He probably was worried that I'd break down at any moment, that I'd scream or hurt myself, but none of that happened.

I still stuck to my word, that I was to receive good news.

The waiting was the frustrating part, I wanted things to be over with, so I can start looking ahead. Keith even suggested I go to therapy, but I told him that I'd think about it.

Right after the doctor left, we were walking on eggs shells around each other, and I didn't like that. That's why I took it upon myself, to do something for him.

Because I knew he was in the home office, I got out of bed, took a shower and then got dressed, before making my way down to the kitchen, to make a nice lunch for him. I just missed him all of a sudden, even if I knew he was close by.

" You shouldn't be on your feet." That's the first thing he says, the minute I step into the office.

" Don't you dare!" I warn him from coming over to help me.

" Kea,"  I don't let him finish, when I walk over to his desk and place the tray full of food on his table. He is quick to pull me onto his lap, when I walk over to him, he wraps his arms around me and buries his face, in the crook of my neck.

" You worry too much, you know,  you'll get grey hairs if you don't calm down."

"Will not," he mumbles against my neck, before leaning back to look up at me.

" Come on, eat up. I made this for you." I tell him, pulling the tray forward.

He frowns." You didn't stand for a long time right?"

" No I didn't, but I'm more then capable of doing things on my own."

" We'll see about that, after a month."

" A month?" I give him an incredulous look.

He sighs, closing his eyes for a second." I just want to make sure that you're a hundred person alright."

" Who says I'm not?" I challenge, wanting him to ease up a bit.

He sighs once again, just staring at me." Keith baby don't worry, trust me when I say I'm fine."

Suddenly his whole demeanor changes to one of surprise." Did you just call me baby?"

I blush so hard when I realize that indeed I did. Now a certain expression has taken over his face, his eyes have gone darker, causing butterflies to erupt in my tummy.

I don't know what takes over me but I find myself repeating my words." Keith baby, I love you."

Instead of saying anything, he pulls my face to his, where our lips meet and he wastes no time, kissing the life out of me. I wrap my arms around his neck, angling my head in a way that deepens the kiss. My hands have their own mind when they make contact with his hair, grabbing a fistful and tugging at it, making him to groan out.

My own moan leaves past my lips, when his one hand trails down to my sides and rests on my waist, squeezing it. Just as he breaks the kiss to pepper kisses down my neck, the phone rings, pulling us to a stop.

He groans out, before leaning back and rolling his eyes, making me to giggle at his actions. He smiles at me, forgetting about answering the phone.

" I love that sound." He says.

I peck his lips once then twice, before reaching out to take the phone, holding it out for him. I arch my brow expectantly.

"Fine." He sighs. " Keith Salvatore." He answers in a business tone.

I get off his lap and out of reach, so he can focus on the call. I block his conversation out and walk over to his book shelf, grazing my finger on the spines of the books, as I look for a read. A small smile makes its way onto my face, when I notice one of my old novels in which Keith had taken, still in his book shelf.

I wonder if he ever finished it?

I take it out of the book shelf, walking over to the couch, to settle down and busy myself with an old read. I get so engrossed in the story that I don't hear Keith call me the first time.

" Kea!" I snap out of focus just to look at him.

" Mhm?"

" That was Jill and Gregory."

" Oh." I don't know what to say nor how to feel, I know they both were innocent, but just hearing their names, reminds me of Elena.

It's unfortunate how I can't help how I feel.

"Aunt Jill sent a message for you."

I frown, feeling anxious about what would be the message.

" What did she say?" I finally ask.

" She said she'd like for the family to talk and more importantly, you and she - she wants to fix things but only when you're ready." I don't say anything but stare at him, trying to search within me if I'm ready for that.

Unfortunately, I can't find the answer.

Keith pushes off the chair and comes over to me, in quick and long stride, crouching down infront of me, with his hands on my hips.

" Angel, I'm sorry but it's too soon. We have a lot going on, we both need to be sound in mind, we are not ready."

I lean forward, cradling his face between my hands and staring down at him." We as one, we need time." He continues.

" Time, we need time." I agree nodding, pecking his lips a few times before leaning back.

He smiles at me before rising to his full height and walking over to sit at his desk, admiring the lunch I made for him.

" This looks good baby, smells good too." He compliments, right as he digs in, moaning at the first bite.

I smile at that, watching with a satisfied heart ,witnessing him enjoy his lunch before I get back to reading.

I don't know when I fell asleep but I realize it, when I'm gently shaken awake by Keith.

" Angel, wake up for me." He murmurs close to my ear.

My eyes flicker open and I blink a few times to get rid of sleep.

"Hey baby, I've got something for you."

" What's going on?" I ask, sitting upright with Keith's help.

" What do you think about Keith Junior or Angel, if it were to be a girl."

" Keith, w-what are you talking about?" I ask confused.

" Babies, kids, you know, our own." I blink down at him, trying to make sense of what he's trying to tell me.

His lips twitch into a smile and his eyes twinkle in excitement. That's when everything clicks into mind.

" Do you mean- ?"

"We are fertile, we are going to have the family we've envisioned for ourselves." His excited tone brings out a smile from me and I launch myself to him, throwing him back in surprise where he lands on his back on the floor, while I straddle his stomach in excitement.

" I want to tell you so badly that I told you so, but I want full details right now about your conversation with the doctor."

" Okay, well he called not so long ago, and told me that there's no scarring on the uterus, it's absolutely fine. Though the poison had a bit of effect on your lungs and throat, so you'll have to live on meds for a while." He says with a frown.

" I don't mind that but do you realize what this means?.....We are going to have a mini Keith walking around here!" I say excitedly.

" Or Kea."

" Yes. Oh gosh, I can't stop smiling!" I say with a big smile, both of my hands on my cheeks.

" I love seeing you this excited." He says, flicking my nose.

" Wait." I do a dramatic gasp. " Let's make one right now." I say with a serious expression, trying my best to not laugh at him, when his face turns to one of shock.

" Kea um- ," I burst out laughing when his cheeks turn pink as well as his ears.

" Hey! - don't play like that." He tells me, pulling up to a sitting position, with me still on his lap.

" I-I'm s-s-sorry but your face." I say in between laughs.

" Oh so you think it's funny huh?" Before I can blink, he attacks my neck with kisses, my laughter turning into a moan in a split second.

He's so cruel.

" Keith." I gasp when he starts sucking on my weak spot, earning moan after moan from me. All too soon he stops, just when things escalated quickly, blowing on the spot. My back archs, my chest pushing against his chest, my hands clutch on his strong arms for support.

" Marry me." He says in a low tone, I have to blink and shake myself off the daze I was just in.

"W- what?"

" Let's get married soon, baby I can't wait any longer. Too much time has been wasted."

" When you say soon, How soon?"

" Two weeks."

" Two weeks?" I ask with wide eyes.

"Yeah. Be my wife in front of the whole world this time, please give me permission to make you Mrs Keith Salvatore?"

He gives me a chaste kiss, his eyes intense with determination and passion.

Looking at him, I see that he wants this, he really wants this.

" Okay, let's get married. Again."