"I love you Mr. Shepard."

Eight

Sam woke up and saw Jessica sleeping and smiled at her tousled hair. He heard her belly grumble and she groaned before quickly fighting to get out of the blankets to go to the bathroom. Sam heard Jessica dry heaving and went down stairs to get her some ginger ale and crackers. When he came back she was crying on the toilet seat.

"Here baby." He handed it to her.

"I hate feeling sick." She looked up at him with sad eyes.

"I hate you feeling sick too sweetheart."

"You want something to eat or to lay back down?"

"Lay back down."

Sam scooped her up and took her to the bed, covering her back up and kissing her forehead.

"I need to go get Abby ready for school and make her breakfast, I'll be back ASAP. Love you baby."

Jessica looked up and smiled at him.

"Love you too."

After Sam put Abby on the bus he went upstairs to check on Jessica. She was sitting up on the bed looking in a makeup bag mirror.

"You feeling better?"

"I look like I've been through hell!" She said, looking over at him.

"No you look as beautiful as the day we met."

She pouted and shook her head.

"I love that you're willing to lie to me."

Sam sat on the bed and sighed.

"I'm not lying to you."

"Mhm."

Jessica covered herself up and whined into her pillow.

"Oh god what have I done?" He asked himself.