Knocking on the door, Harry told himself that everything was fine. There was nothing to worry about. Ever though Elena had sounded so weak and soft, he should not panic. He rapped on the door again when there was no response.

"Shouldn't we get in there?"

Almost jumping in his current state, he turned around and realised that it was just Stephan. He was standing right behind him, having to stand on his toes to listen at the door. Not used to a stranger being so close to him, Harry shoved him away, pushing the plate into his abdomen. Pausing when his eyes caught on the item in his hand.

The plate. The infernal plate. He had left her for ten minutes, ten measly minutes. Since dinner had been over, he was grabbing something for Elena to eat, knowing how irritable she was when hungry. And in that short amount of time, trouble seeked her. Caleb was definitely trouble. He was one of Xavier's closest associate, following his brother wherever he went. Something Harry had found out since Xavier's return. So him being around Elena was anything but a simple friendly interaction.

Holding back a growl, Harry began banging on the door. His irritation contributed to his increased anxiety and the silence at the other side made him want to just burst in, with or without her permission.

"I'm beginning to get worried,"Stephan said, his voice muffled as if he was speaking with a full mouth. Harry didn't turn even though his rage flared. The food was for Elena, not this man who may or may not be her brother. But he didn't have the luxury to focus on him. He had bigger fish to fry.

"Gee, I wonder why,"he said through gritted teeth while he turned the doorknob. Relieved when it turned easily, he pushed the door open, ignoring Stephan's protests. His eyes immediately went to the green cloth gathered on the floor by the toilet, around the woman who was barely moving.

His heart immediately jumped to his throat, his ears deaf to anything but the blood rushing through it. He was almost drowning under the wave of panic that crashed over him, almost overwhelmed with anxiety and worry. Frozen by the door, he was galvanized to action when he heard a whisper of a sound coming from her.

Rushing to her side, he paused momentarily, wondering whether moving her was the best idea. However when he heard his names on her lips, his arms moved of their own volition, pulling her gently into his lap, resting her head against his shoulder. Looking down at her, he was hardpressed to not pull her deeper into his arms. The only reason he didn't was the sound of her breathing. Sweet, even breaths. The constriction around his heart lightened slightly when he heard her breathing. As pale as she was, at least her breathing was normal.

"Elena,"he called softly. When she didn't respond, he called her name again. This time, he was relieved to note, she stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Sighing softly, he was stunned when her hand suddenly came up and pushed his head aside. "Elena, what's going on?"he asked with her hand squishing his cheek.

"Your breath. It stinks,"she said weakly. Insulted, he was about to correct her but stopped when he saw her other hand coming up to her mouth. Realising that this was another of the pregnancy idiosyncrasies, he lightly took her hand and looked down at her, making sure to face away from her. That was when he saw a pair of boot-covered feet across from them. Startled, he was about to rise when he realised that it was just the man.

Tightening his hold on her, he glared up at the man, warning in his eyes. However he stopped when he saw his face. The man, Stephan or otherwise, looked stunned. His eyes were fixed on her abdomen, as if this was the first time he had seen it. As if he had no idea that she was pregnant. Unsure about what was going on, Harry tightened his hold on Elena.

"E-Elena,"the man finally choked out. Upon hearing his voice, Elena's eyes shot open and she stiffened when her eyes connected with her brother. Green eyes against green eyes. Identical green eyes, a part of him noted, as if that was conclusive evidence that they were siblings. Rolling his eyes, he would have made the introductions when he felt her tremble slightly. Something he would have missed if he hadn't been holding her.

"Hey, baby brother,"she said, her light tone trying to lighten the mood. Harry was not fooled. She was shaking like a leaf. If he knew what was the cause he would have tried to help. But he knew this was something the both of them had to get through alone. "What- what are you doing here?"

"I just got back." The strain in Stephan's voice worried Harry. Even as he tried to tell himself to butt out, he couldn't help but worry. He was worried about what Stephan was going to do. What he was going to say. How Elena was going to take his presence here. Holding his breath, he was about to suggest they move to a more comfortable venue when Stephan continued. "You're pregnant."

"Uh, yes. As you can see, I'm as big as a whale."

"Now, not a whale,"he tried to interject but a sharp pinch from Elena made him shut his mouth. He was lucky to suppress the yelp- she had sharp fingers- but his anxiety was growing exponentially. But he realised his worry was for nothing when Stephan's lips rose into a smile. A smile he tried to hold back but couldn't. And on Elena was an answering smile.

"A whale? Really?"Stephan said drily. "You were always dramatic."

"Hey,"Elena responded with a chuckle, "I'm carrying twins. If I couldn't call myself a whale now, when can I?"

"Twins? Really? Our family doesn't have a history of twins-"

"Alright,"Harry said firmly, cutting into their sibling's conversation. He had a feeling if he allowed it, they would spend the rest of the night in his mother's guest restroom. Looking down briefly when Elena's hand cupped his cheek, he rose to his feet, holding in a grunt at the weight in his arms and Elena's startled cry. Glaring when Stephan smirked at him, he made sure that she was in no danger of falling before bringing his attention to the room. "Let's get back and we can continue this reunion."

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"Everything seems to be in order,"Oliver said as he kept his stethoscope. Lying on her bed at Harry's, Elena shot Harry a triumphant look. Harry, who was seating at the other side of the bed from where Oliver had been examining her, simply scowled.

"See? I told you nothing's wrong,"she couldn't help but crow.

"Well, this is the first time I saw you unconscious on the toilet. Don't blame me for worrying,"he returned harshly even as he took a hold of her hand nearest to him. She softened, deciding to stop tormenting him. She had seen how anxious he had been in the car. Already on the phone and demanding Oliver meet them at his place, he had made sure that she was comfortable at every step of the trip. By then, she had felt fine. Her supernose returning to normal and her nausea under control, she had enjoyed the fussing.

Until they had arrived at the house. Her eyes rolling as she recalled the commotion from an hour ago, she bade Oliver goodbye, reluctantly releasing Harry's hand when he rose to lead Oliver out. She would get off the bed but she did not need a repeat of earlier.

Just recalling it made her want to stay out of Harry's way. She had forgotten how obstinate and implacable Harry could be. While those characteristics were welcome in a leader, she did not appreciate when it was directed at her.

He had insisted on carrying her, going so far as to reach into the car and lifting her into his arms. He refused to listen to her, turning deaf ears on every word that came out of her mouth. It had been like talking to a wall. Stephan, who had followed them on his motorcycle, was of no help. He had taken one look of Harry's wilfull expression and just said, "You are on your own, sis" before heading to another part of the house. Most probably looking for an empty room

Glaring up at the ceiling, she absently rubbed her stomach, kneading the place she had felt a kick. They had become more active the moment they had returned. She didn't know whether they had felt her anxiety or were relieved to be away from the mansion but she was grateful to have a reminder of their presence. And on that note, she had some sage advice for them.

"Just a warning, the two of had better not have gotten your father's temperament. Or no women will ever put up with you,"she informed her unborn offsprings.

"Why not? You're with me."

AN: Hey guys, MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Hope you had a lot presents and not totally destitute. I am actually happy that I don't celebrate this; Hari Raya is enough, haha. However I do enjoy the atmosphere :) 

I decided to post this today as a gift for you. Hope you like it. I also posted the next chapter, 34 - Explosive Fight, on Radish. If you would like to read it earlier, you can head there now or next week. I would actually RECOMMEND you do because something happens. And I am SHOOK. Let me know what you think and I hope to post the next chapter soon.

For New Year's, I will post something for Accidental Roommate(NEW). So if you are following that story as well, look out for it :)

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