Vic;
"Mike, you better move." I groaned. He kissed my nose.
"Why?"
"I'm about to puke." I whined. I crawled overtop him and jumped off the bed, running into the bathroom.
"Are you alright?" He asked. I groaned in response before I started puking. After I was finished, I washed my mouth out and crawled back into bed, snuggling into Mike's chest.
"I feel sick." I whined. He wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my back soothingly.
"It's okay, sweetheart. It'll be okay." He whispered soothingly. I nuzzled my nose against his chest and sighed.
"I love you." I whispered. He kissed the top of my head.
"I love you, too. Do you want some water?"
I groaned. "No. I don't want you to leave."
"Okay. Are you sure?"
"Uh huh." I whispered. "I'm sure."
"Well, I'm getting it anyway." He said before he pulled away from me and crawled out of bed.
"No, Mikey. Come back." I whined.
"After I get your water." He said before he left the room. I whined and pulled the comforter over my head. Only a few seconds later he returned.
"Viccy-Poo, get up." Mike whispered from above me. I pulled the comforter away from my face and looked up at him. He held a glass of water in his hand.
"Ugh. Water." I groaned as I sat up. I took the glass from him and took a long drink. He sat down beside me and wrapped his arm around me.
"You okay?"
I nodded and took another drink of the cold water. "Yeah, Mikey. I'm fine."
He kissed the side of my head and held my hand. "You know you're gonna have to get used to this." He whispered.
"Uh huh. I know." I said before I took another drink of the water.
* * *
"Well, here is your forth week ultrasound." The doctor said as she moved the probe over my stomach. I looked at the screen. I couldn't tell anything was there, but I smiled anyway.
"I'll print off the picture for you while you get the gel off." She said, grabbing a few tissues. She gave them to me, and I quickly wiped off the gel as she left the room.
"Four weeks already, huh?" Mike asked with a smile. He took my hands and locked our fingers together before he pecked my lips.
"Uh huh. Only eight more months to go." I whispered. The doctor returned, giving me a small picture of the ultrasound. We said our goodbye, and left.
Once we were outside, Mike snatched the picture out of my hands and looked it over. "Where's the baby?" He asked.
I shrugged. "No idea. But it's there somewhere."
He chuckled and kissed my cheek before holding the car door open for me. I crawled inside before he shut the door, and then he ran to his side. He started up the car and then we left.
