I woke up bright and early. A little earlier than usual, but I felt unbelievably sick. As I started moving forward in the pregnancy, it got worse. Most of the day I was sick, and all I wanted at night was sex.
Dean is highly concerned.
I went downstairs, outside, and walked over to the forest behind deans office. I got really sick. After, my body hurt really bad. I couldn't move.
"Amira? Amira you out here?" Dean called out.
I looked at my super shaky hands. They were pure white, no colour to them.
I walked out to the front of Deans office, "Dean?".
Dean was walking over to his office, "Oh my god, why are you so pale? Are you feeling okay?".
Dean has been able to talk without it hurting for the last week. It's been a month since we got back, and his wound is merely a scar now.
He grabbed my hands, "Your hands are clammy. Let's get you wrapped up in my office, I'll warm you up".
"My body hurts" I spoke.
"Come on".
Dean took me into his office and wrapped me up in a blanket on his couch.
"This baby is killing me".
Dean placed his hand on my belly, "Can I?".
"Go all doctor on me? Sure".
Dean felt around my belly for a moment, "This is odd".
"What is?".
"You're huge".
I glared, "Thanks".
"No, I just mean the baby is huge. I'm feeling around it feels like you should be like... 20 weeks maybe?".
"I know. I've been getting that since the beginning. Laura said she was like this her second pregnancy. Worse on her third, it's just the skin being odd".
"Yeah I know," Dean took a second, "I'm just worried you have a cyst or something?".
"Are you kidding me?" I felt scared.
"We'll figure it out once the baby is born. You'll be okay". Dean smiled.
"Am I getting colour back?" I asked.
"Yeah, are you feeling better?" Dean responded.
I struggled to get up.
"Hey," Dean grabbed my hands, "Relax my love".
"I have to go get Sawyer, he's gonna wake up soon".
"Amira-".
I started to shake again and my knees buckled.
Dean caught me before I hit the ground, "Okay, stop, sit down".
"I feel like I'm gonna be sick again".
Dean put me on the couch, "You relax here, okay?".
"Don't you have appointments?" I spoke.
"Yeah, but nobody is gonna care Amira".
I smiled.
Pa walked in, "I was wondering where you two were".
"Can I talk to you outside?" Dean asked.
Pa nodded, and they walked outside. I felt like I was gonna pass out.
Dean walked back in, "He's gonna bring Sawyer in here to hang out with us, and the guys are gonna work on the farm".
