Always (Wolves of Mercy Falls fanfiction)

Chapter 12

Grace's POV

Sam carefully peeled off our clothing with little help from me, I was to tired to be of any assistance. What is wrong with me? I'd been feeling horrible since Tuesday, three whole days of throwing up every morning and sleeping every afternoon. I felt like I was being unfair to have all this time with Sam that I'd always wished for, and then wasting it. And with this, what I was feeling, possibly ending it all. I was just hoping it didn't have anything to do with the cure or wolves.

Together, Sam and I stepped into the warm water that was flooding out of the shower head. I rested my head upon his shoulder and sighed. It was hard to remain upright, Sam wrapped his arms around my torso and carefully pulled me closer to him. He could see how horrible I felt by just looking at me, I may be an amazing liar but in this case he could see right though all of my feeble attempts. Sam leaned down, kissed my cheek and whispered; "You'll feel better soon, I promise." I have him a short, light kiss, I still wasn't sure if this thing I had was contagious.

After about ten minutes of holding each other in the shower we got out, Sam helped to dress me. "You're amazing, you know." I whispered to Sam as he buttoned my shirt, his cheeks went bright red. God he was cute.

"How are you feeling?" Sam asked as he did up the last button of my shirt.

"Okay." I half lied, I didn't say I felt good, which would have been a lie, but I didn't say I felt horrible which was the truth.

"Okay, do you want anything?" He couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, no matter how hard he tried.

"Sleep and food." I responded, closing my eyes and imagining a big cheeseburger.

"Are you gonna sleep or eat first?" He asked, making me open my eyes to meet the yellow of his.

"I want to sleep-eat." I sighed.

"Sleep-eat?" Sam laughed.

"Yep." I smiled.

"What food do you want to sleep-eat?" He cupped my cheek in his hand and rested his forehead against mine.

"Cheeseburger." I whisper, my breath fanning his lips.

"Okay, I'll go get that now. You rest, I'll be back soon." He said before giving me a short kiss and lying me on his bed.

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Sam and I spent the rest of the afternoon, lying in bed, eating, stepping, lying around talking and a lot of kissing.

I heard a noise, but chose to ignore it and continue the conversation I was having with Sam about types of potatoes.

After a while I pulled Sam down and we made out fire a while, until we were interrupted at least.

"Hey Ringo!" Sam and I jumped to opposite sides of the bed.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" Sam replied coldly.

"I'm just happy I didn't turn up five minutes later, haha! If you know what I'm sayin' man!" Cole mocked disgust.

"Shut up man! We weren't going to!" Sam yelled softly at Cole's suggestive comment.

"Sure, sure. So what's wrong with Grace? You didn't get her knocked up did you?"

"No! God no, Cole! Why does everything you say involve sex?" Sam spat with disgust.

"Kay, so Grace, what's wrong?" Cole asked turning his attention to me.

"Um, morning sickness, sleeping all the time and weird cravings, all that kinda stuff." I said yawning at the end.

"Are you sure Ringo?" Cole asked turning his attention to Sam again.

"I'm pretty sure." Sam said under his breath, just loud enough to hear.

"You haven't tested have you?" Cole had a huge smirk upon his lips.

"If you're so sure about your theory, go use a test! I'm sure you have heaps Cole!" Sam was getting stressed. I had never thought of being pregnant as a possibility.

"Okay, Grace you get ready, I'm taking you to a doctor, I don't trust those stupid tests. Ringo, are you coming?" Cole was already ready to go.

"Hey where's Isabel?" I ask, did he leave her in California?

"In the car, she'll come with us, if that's okay with you?" He responded throwing me a jacket.

"Are you ready?" Sam whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yep, do you think it could be true? Me being pregnant?" I whispered back.

"I don't know, I guess we're gonna find out."