Little by Little

Part 1

   I had woken up at 2 a.m. rushed to the bathroom and hurled up my guts.  Rhys had instantly awake, and by my side. He was holding my hair and rubbing my back. "Feyre?  Darling?  Are you alright? " Rhys said, instant concern in his eyes. I had no idea why I was sick.  It had been happening for three days straight. "Yeah, I'm fine Rhys. I think it's just a cold" A lie. An outright lie. He knew it too. Fae don't get sick,  at least not in normal circumstances.
   "Should I call the healer?  I don't want it to get worse, Feyre." Rhys was always thinking about me. Always me. My mate. I loved him. He was looking down at me with concern written all over his beautiful face. "No, Rhys. I'm fine, really." He looked down at me so sad,  and concerned.  It made me feel bad for refusing his offer. "Alright," I sighed "Call one,  I'll see them tomorrow morning" Rhys gave me a slight smile. "Good. I'll call one,  but,  right now sleep." Rhys picked me up in his arms and put me gently into bed.
   The next morning, when I woke up,  Rhys was gone.  He had left a note.
        Feyre, the healer should be there around noon. I had to leave with azreil on business at the Illyrian camps.  I should be back soon,  if you were to need me I'll be back as soon as possible. I love you, See you tonight.
   That was all the letter said.  I went downstairs and was met by Mor at the table. "Finally!  The sleeping beauty awakens!" She winked at me " How are you feeling? Rhys filled me in on what happened." I looked at the clock,  the healer was to be here in-
   There it was a knock at the door.  I gave her a weary smile. "Are you going to answer it or should  I?" she said sarcastically. I gave her a glare and strode for the door. I could hear her giggle from the door. The woman was young and very beautiful, she had Ginger hair and was very skinny, pale, and short. But she couldn't be that young, right? She seemed very happy, which was rare for healers, at least for the ones that I've seen. She had told me her name was Vera as we walked up to the stairs to the bedroom.  She instructed me to lay down. I did as I was told.
   "Well," She started "there's nothing wrong with you-" I cut her off "What do you mean, there's nothing wrong, there has to be something wrong right? I can't just be sick for no reason!"
   "You didn't let me finish.  It's nothing bad, at least I don't think so." I was starting to get more nervous, but before I could speak she said,  "My Lady, it is my great privilege to tell you-you're pregnant. " I-I was what? I couldn't be. I would be a horrible mother.  I couldn't- "Darling?  Are you okay?" I couldn't breathe, "I'm- I.. What?" It took her a moment to respond  "You know, bun in the oven? With child? You're pregnant." What would Rhys say?  Would he even be happy?  Where- when would I tell him? "How far along?" I asked.  "About three months.  You should start showing soon. Do you want to know the gender?" Nodding was all I could do from shock.
   It just started to click.  Vera left leaving a few pills for me to take.  She also suggested I tell Rhys soon before I started to show. How would I tell him?  We had talked about children- but, were we ready? What if he didn't want this? "What's wrong?" Cassian didn't so much as a knock. He strode in from the hallway. I looked up at him from my seat on the bed.  I had started crying, weeping. "Cassian,  I-its nothing" A lie. I tried to smile. Tried. Failed. " I know I'm not Rhys, obviously I mean I'm much better looking," He smiled.  I didn't. "Oh,  come on?  Somethings really wrong,  huh?" I was shaking now.  He came over and pulled me into a tight hug. "Feyre. You can talk to me. I'm here." Rhys. Where was he? I made  sure the bond was closed before I said, "Cassian,  I'm- I'm pregnant." Did I really just tell Cassian before Rhys? Cassian gave me a big smile and hugged me tighter. "You can't tell anyone, not yet."
   "Of course," He said "but, Feyre this is great! Isn't it?" I really had no idea how I felt.  I should be happy. Right? Why wasn't I? "I guess,  but I need to tell Rhys. Soon." Cassian looked at me and then down at my stomach. "How far along?" The question caught me off guard. "Three, almost four."
"Man, Rhys is going to be so happy!" I don't think I had ever seen Cass so happy. "Really?"
   "Yes! This Is all he has ever wanted.  Are you not happy?" Was I not happy? No. The man I love and I were going to have a child. I should be ecstatic. I was happy. Rhys would be too. "Of course I am-" Before I could continue Rhys walked in.  Looking exhausted.  Maybe I should tell him tomorrow? Cassian must have seen it on my face,  because he whispered in my ear, "tonight."

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Hope you enjoyed it!  I hope to post every other day if I can. Thanks for reading I know it probably sucks, but I enjoy writing it!  I know it's long the next should be shorter.