When Negan arrived back at the compound it was early evening. He stashed the rings away somewhere he was certain Sky would never find them.
He still had to find someone who could marry them, and it couldn't be just anyone. He wanted it to be a priest or a pastor, someone who actually had the power to marry people before the world went to shit.
He knew it was going to be hard to find one, he was fairly certain that the followers of god wouldn't be too ok with killing people, already dead or not, so it was likely that there weren't too many left out there. But still he held out hope that something good would come his way. Just then Sky came rushing in.
"Hey Darlin', everything ok?" he asked as she held up a hand and rushed straight past him and sped to the bathroom. Following her in, he found her hunched over the toilet vomiting violently.
Crouching down behind her, he rubbed her back gently as she got it all out. He retrieved a face cloth and wet it under the tap, handing it to her to wipe her face. He watched on as she slumped down against the wall, she looked absolutely exhausted.
"Come here" he said as he bent down and picked her up in his arms and carried her back through to their bedroom where he placed her on the bed. "I'm sorry you feel so shit. Can I get you anything Darlin'?" he asked.
"Just some water please" she sighed. He fetched her a glass of water and she sipped at it carefully, hoping it wouldn't make her feel any worse.
"Those babies are really giving you a hard fucking time aren't they" he chuckled.
"Yeah they are… I think they take after their daddy" she laughed.
"We brought a shit tonne of medication back from the run today… maybe there is something in there that could help with this fucking nausea?" he suggested.
"I'll check with Chris tomorrow when we sort through it all" she said optimistically.
"You had dinner?" he asked.
"That was dinner" she laughed as she pointed towards the bathroom.
"Jesus… do these babies want their mumma to fucking starve to death?" he chuckled as he placed a hand on her belly. "Hey little rugrats" he whispered. "Be nice to your poor mumma, she can't grow you big and strong if you don't let her fucking eat".
"Language" she scolded.
"Sorry…" he laughed as he kissed her on the cheek. "Lay down for a bit Darlin', I'll go see if I can find you some plain crackers or something" he smiled as he wrapped the blanket over her. Placing the bucket next to the bed he gave her a quick kiss before he went in search of some food that she might be able to keep down. He hated seeing her look so sick and exhausted.
When Negan returned with some food, for both Sky and himself he found her fast asleep, curled up beneath the blankets. He thought it best to let her get some much needed rest so he wolfed down his dinner quietly in the other room before joining her on the bed. He was still quite tired from the lack of sleep the night before after dealing with Rick's group that sleep quickly claimed him too.
The next morning Sky was working in the infirmary with Chris and the others when Keira came across a drug called Ondanestron which stated that it was used to treat nausea and vomiting. Chris promptly searched for it in one of the many medical books he had and found that it was a drug often used for chemotherapy patients, but all testing thus far had shown that it was safe to take during pregnancy.
"Oh thank fuck for that!" Sky exclaimed as Chris handed her the box of pills. Grabbing her water bottle she quickly took one, hoping that it wouldn't take too long to start working.
