Grey Eyed Savior

XXIX. Life is a roller coaster of emotions.

I wake up snuggled to Adams chest. His arms around my waist and his head is in my neck. I look up at his face, admiring what I can now call mine.

I see Adams lips begin to twitch as his lips form a smile. "Mmm, morning," he says as he pulls me closer. "Morning," I giggle as I wrap my arms around him.

"How are you feeling?" He asks as he rubs my hair. "I've never been better," I smile as I kiss his chest.

"Is your stomach ok?" He asks as he pulls me back slightly to look at me stomach. Every now and then I can feel my stomach twitch with my breathing.

I pull his face toward mine so we lock eyes. "I'm fine," I say sternly as I look into his eyes. "Really, stop worrying about me," I say as I pull him in for a kiss.

The kiss is slow and shows all of our emotion. "Ugh," he says as he pulls away slowly. "What?" I ask as I lay on my elbow.

"Nothing," he says as he runs a hand through his hair. "No what is it?" I ask as I sit up, pulling his shirt off the floor and over my head.

"I can't help but think this is all going to get ruined," he whispers as his finger traces circles on my leg. "I promise you," I say as I lift his head, "I'm not going anywhere," I say as I kiss him.

"I'm sorry. I ruined the mood," he says as he chuckles. "It's fine. I'm actually kind of hungry," I say as I stand up and walk towards the door. "You coming?" Is all I say as I walk downstairs.

I start to cook some eggs, nothing too heavy since I haven't eaten in a few days. I feel Adam wrap his arms around my waist and kiss my neck.

"I could get used to this," he whispers in my ear. "Mmm," I hum as I lean my head back. "I'm gonna burn the eggs," I laugh as my breathing becomes heavy.

He let's go of me but I pull him back. "I didn't say you could leave," I laugh as I put our eggs on a plate.

"Thank you ma' lady," he says as he kisses my cheek. He goes into the fridge and gets some milk for himself. "Want some?" He asks as he raise the cartoon.

"Uh, no thanks," I say as I push myself away from the table and walk to the bathroom. I feel my stomach quiver as I fasten my pace, trying to make it to the bathroom before I throw up everywhere. I make it just in time as whatever's left in my stomach makes it's way out of my mouth.

When nothing comes out, I stand up and flush the toilet and brush my teeth. "You ok love?" I hear Adam say as he knocks lightly on the door. "Just a second," I say as I take deep breaths.

I open the door and am met with greys eyes filled with concern. "I uh, I'm sorry," I say as I push past him and make my way back over to the kitchen. I look over at my pills and decide I should take some now as I start to feel the burning in my stomach.

I get a cup of water and take some pills as I lay my hands flat on the counter. My hands are shaking and my breathing is shallow. I hear Adam as his footsteps echo into the kitchen.

"I'm fine," I say as I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "I'm sure you are love," he says as I feel his hands at my sides as he guides me over to sit at the table.

He walks to the sink and fills my cup up with more water. "Here," he says as he sets it in front of me. "Thanks," I say as I put the cup to my lips and take a sip.

"I don't know what happened," I say as I put my hands on my forehead. "It's ok sweetheart. Your still recovering from all the trauma," he says as he grabs my hand.

"Do you mind if I lay down?" I ask as I stand up shakily. "No, go ahead," he says as he watches me walk toward the couch. I lay down, putting my arm under my head.

I close my eyes, feeling my stomach twitch every few seconds. I feel Adams hands as he lifts my shirt to look at my stomach. "We need to take you to the hospital love," he says as he rests his hand on my head.

I shake my head, thinking of how they are doing to ask question. "They're going to ask questions," I say as I roll over, facing away from him. "We don't have to say anything, we just need to go so they can take care of you. I'll make sure we get in and out. You won't have to stay the night. Sweetheart please," he pleads.

"Ok," I say as I turn toward him. "In and out?" I ask as I look at him. "Promise," he smiles weakly as he picks me up.