We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Battling Adversity

Nellie closed the door as fast as she could and locked it with shaking hands. She leaned against the door, her was heart racing she could hear the beating. She couldn't make sense of it, for god's sake she was married and heavily pregnant wasn't there any other woman in the world? It all was like a nightmare, a stranger declaring his love was the last thing she needed right now. Even if it was Louise's son he was a stranger to her.

"Vic" She heard Sweeney call her from the parlor but it was like she was stuck to the ground she couldn't move. She reminded Sweeney didn't like him coming at the door for one second, maybe he sensed something she didn't back then. She felt sick, so sick she hard to threw her baskets out of her hands and run to the bathroom. Was it because she hurried to come back home? Or because she hadn't expected something like this to happen suddenly out of nowhere she didn't know, but she was just in time when she reached the bathroom.

"Vic" Sweeney called her again concerned when he woke up to the sounds of the doors open and close and she still wasn't coming in. Right now he didn't wanted something else than to be able to walk and go to his wife and see what was going on with her.

After throwing up Nellie stood up and placed her hand on the wall her head spinning a little. She didn't know that something like this would affect her so much. She washed her face and wiped it with a towel and headed inside when she felt better.

"Pet" Sweeney called her coming forward where he was sitting relieved to finally see her come in but he could see on her face there was something not right. He hold his hand out so that she would come closer and when he could take her hand he pulled her to made her sit on the edge of his bed.

"Are you alright?" He asked examining her face, he could see something was different and he could sense the fatigue she felt.

"I was nauseous." She said looking visibly paler than usual, it was clear that she felt sick leaving her weakened.

"Nauseous? Have you..?"And when she nodded yes he rubbed over her belly.

"I thought it was over." his voice was filled with sorry to hear that and his eyes looked softer with genuine concern to see her like this.

"Yes, I thought that too." She said weakly putting her head on his shoulder. Right now the only thing that she needed was to be by his side and hoped Mr Anderson will realise that all he feels and thinks is impossible and he needs to forget it.

"Come here" He supported on his arms and shifted to make place for her. She replaced herself to his side and snuggled in to his chest. He kissed her head and stroked her arm up and down leaning his head against her laying there taking her scent in. In the beginning of her pregnancy she was often nauseous like this so Sweeney didn't make much out of it. Maybe it was something she had eaten or she was tired beceause she hurried to be here in time and while she was away Sweeney had been excercising to make his legs more powerful so in the future hopefully if he can recover she doesn't need to do everything all alone. Sometimes he couldn't believe how strong she was, trying to do everything alone and putting up with his nonsense on top of it.

He gently pulled on her chin, drawing her closer for a soft, lingering kiss. His fingers delicately cradled her jaw as they shared a tender moment. She was greatful for that he finally let his walls down and showed her more love and affection again. "I love you." He stroked her arm further up and down. How strange it was to say a word that he couldn't say before was now coming out of his mouth so easily and free. He often found himself asking if this was love than what was what he felt before? With having his heart she had so much power in her hands, he would do anything for her from changing city's to changing lives.

She smiled at that and looked up at him to find him winking at her playfully. She still wondered what made this change in his mood but she really wasn't going to complain just the opposite she enjoyed it. She felt guilty and bad for not telling him about what happened but she really could't tell him, could she? He would be mad and blame her for letting him come at the door even worse bring him in, but how could she know? He would be angry and feel jealous, not only that knowing him he would feel that he is not good enough for her like this and she really don't want anything to happen that would threathen their peace and love that they have right now.