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-Lucas Pov-
"Gabrielle time to wake up." I said shaking her gently.
"Okay....just give me a....second." she slurred
"I'm gonna pour water on your face." I threatened.
"I'm up." she said sitting up in the bed.
"Come on, lets go get breakfast from the lobby." I said pulling her out of the bed. She finally stood up and walked to the bathroom. I was dressed in my pajama pants, t-shirt, and my boat shoes. I put my phone in my pockets as Gabrielle came out the bathroom
"I'm not getting dressed." she said forcing her feet into her shoes.
"No one asked you to." I said opening the door. "Ladies first." I said as she glared at me. I was starting to get the idea wasn't a morning person. Once we were both out of the room I closed the door and followed Gabrielle to the elevator. She pressed the button.
"What time is it?" she asked yawning.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket as the elevator doors opened. " It's 7:53." I said stepping into the elevator. I pressed the button with the 'L' on it.
"Lucas? Is there anyway you could get me my suitcases." she asked
"Yeah, I'll just make a few calls." I said going to my contacts on my phone.
"You have someone on the inside don't you?" she asked with a small smile on her her face
"You could say that." I said. The elevator came to a halt, and the doors slid open. "You go eat something while I make some phone calls." I said as we stepped off the elevator.
"Okay, be quick." she said.
"I'll be quick." I promised as we parted ways. She watched me as I walked to the other side of the lobby.
-Gabrielle's POV-
I walked to over to the waffle iron and grabbed a plate. I poured the waffle mix into the hot iron and closed it. My mind was cloudy with thoughts. I threw up all my stomach contents this morning. I was hopping that it was just the movie I watched last night. But I knew i was just in denial. I've never gotten sick from a movie. I inhaled in and out deeply,and flipped the waffle. When I breathed in I almost threw up again when the smell of eggs hit me. Once the waffle iron beeped I took the waffle out and placed it on my plate. I quickly found an empty table in the corner of the room and sat down with my back to the wall.
"Okay, your bags will be returned to you in about 4 hours." Lucas said.
"Thanks." I said.
"I'm gonna go get some food." he said walking away. By the time he got back I finished almost half of my waffle. "Is that all you're going to eat?" he asked setting his plate down. I just nodded. "Do you want me to go get you some McDonalds?"
"No, no sit down and eat. I'm not that hungry." I said. I tried to breath in without gagging. He just had to eat eggs. I resisted the urge to excuse myself from the table.
"Are you okay." Lucas asked me.
"Yeah." I lied as he ate more of his eggs as he ate more of his eggs. If he eats anymore eggs I think I might puke.
"I have to uhm.... use the bathroom." I said getting up and rushing to the nearest bathroom. Once I was in the bathroom. I quickly locked the door and ran to then toilet emptying my stomach contents into it. Once i was finished I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I walked out of the bathroom and back to the table to see Lucas sitting there eating a piece of sausage.
"Everything alright?" he asked when he saw my face.
"I guess." I said.
"Did you just throw up?" he asked. I didn't say anything. "You did. What's wrong?" he asked quietly standing up.
"Can we talk about this in the room?" I asked softly.
"Are you still going to eat?" I heard him ask.
"No." I said taking the remainder of my waffle and throwing it away. Lucas followed suit then led me to the elevator. The tension in the elevator was so thick it seemed to wedge between us making us stand on opposite sides of the elevator. When the elevator finally stopped the walked to the room couldn't have went any slower. Lucas unlocked the door ,and held it open for me to walk through.
"Okay, now what is it?" he asked calmly.
"I don't want to talk about it now. Can we talk about it later?" I asked chickening out.
"Gabrielle, we are in a situation where I can't wait until later to know things." he said in a serious tone.
"I-I-I can't tell you." I stuttered out.
"Come here." Lucas said opening his arms. I looked at his arms and went with my gut and ran into his arms. His arms softly wrap around my back.
" I think I'm pregnant." I said letting my tears fall down cheeks and stains Lucas' t-shirt
"D-D-Did you say you're pregnant?" he asked looking down at my face.
"I'm not sure ,but I think I am." I said hiccuping at the end of my sentence.
