chapter 15

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4 weeks later the best day of your life was nearly there. The day you finally can marry Dave.

In this 4 weeks dave had sorted out everything for the wedding, his leg was healed up and was able to walk without crutches again.

You didn't knew where you were going to get married, you just knew you had to take a flight to come there.

6 hours of this flight and you slept all the time cause the baby made you throw up alot.
After like 4 hours the stewardess walked over to Dave bringing him 2 water bottles.

"May I ask why she is asleep that long, Mr farrell?"
"Yeah. He said. She is pregnant. Around week nine nearly 10 now. And all she is doing throwing up from the morning till late in the night."

"Have you tried cooking her things that are not heavy to eat?" She asked.
"Yeah, every day. But still she is throwing up. Somehow Im running out of ideas." He looked over to you with a sad face, sleeping like an angel.

"There where you go, at the airport there is a shop, a pharmacy shop, I bet they got something against her vomiting. And I know something that might be interesting for you."

"What's that then?" Dave shrugged.

"Well, if she is throwing up alot it actually could be that she is carrying a girl. If its less it could be a boy, its not for sure but it could be. Have you rather have a girl or a boy?"

"Both. I want both. No matter what it will be, I will love it like I love her."

"That's cute! When we landed, go to the pharmacy and get the stuff you need for her."

"Thank you, I will."

Out of nowhere you woke up, open your seatbelt and runned to the toilet.

"Oh god, not again! Excuse me, I gotta see if she is okay."

Before she were able to say something Dave was gone on the way to check up on you.

He gently knocked on the door and you unlocked it certain seconds later.

While Dave walked in you sat down on the toilet, looking at him, desperately crying.

"Baby, what's up? Why are you crying?"

"Had a bad dream. And the throwing up."

"What have you dreamed?" He asked.

"I dreamed that the plain is about to crash.
It crashed and you were all dead.
Brad, chester, mike, joe. Joe was starring at me with eyes open, but dead. And then Rob. Rob was bleeding, blood everywhere.
I looked around everywhere dead corpses, the pilots the stewardess. You too. With a broken neck. I was the only one alive. The worst was when the ambulance people came to help they told me that our baby didn't survived either. I was alone on the world, lost my big love, our baby and my best friends. It was horrible and terrifying."

Dave now was crying with you, pulling you onto his lap to hold you tight.

Mike and chester came to look for us, saw us crying and bought us back to our seats.
We explained them what I dreamed so they knew it too.

Dave and the boys were happy when we got out the plane, landed safely.

"Im going to get something against the vomiting at the pharmacy shop. I'll be right back."
With that he left you with chester and Mike holding each of your hand.

Dave came back and then you made your way to the rental cars to go to your hotel.

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