This is my first Enchanted fanfic. I really hope you enjoy it.
It's a one-shot written in Giselle's pov. Why does she keep feeling dizzy?
My Perfect Day
'Oh no,' was all I could think as an all too familiar dizzy feeling came over me.
I vaguely felt Robert catch me and the next thing I remember is coming to on the couch.
"Giselle, honey, are you ok?"He asked anxiously.
"Yes, I'll be fine" I responded weakly.
"This has been happening for days. You are going to the doctor's."
I tried to tell him not to worry, that I would get over it. But he insisted. He called the doctor right then to make sure I couldn't back out.
"Right, your appointment's tomorrow at 9:30. You're going to be alright."
He came over to me and held me tightly, lightly kissing my hair.
I always felt so safe with him, do protected.
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The next morning I woke up to find Robert gazing at me.
"Hey, you" he murmured, pulling me close.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him gently. "I love you, Robert" I whispered into his neck.
"I love you too, my princess" he whispered back. "I should take the day off work and go to the doctor's with you."
"No, no, don't do that! You're really busy, you keep telling me."
"I want to know what's going on. I'm really worried about you."
"I'll call you when I know."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
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"Mrs Philip?" The doctor called out.
I went into the room she told me to and sat down.
"So, how can I help you today?"
"I keep fainting for no reason and I feel quite weak most of the time."
"Okay. We'll need to run some tests. Is that alright?"
"Yes."
Some of the results came back almost instantly.
"Well, the good news is I can almost certainly say there's nothing wrong with you."
"So what's going on, then?"
"Mrs Philip, you're 3 months pregnant."
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I walked home in a happy daze. I called Robert as soon as I got in.
"Oh, thank god it's you. I've been so worried."
"Oh, Robert! We're going to have a baby!"
"Stay right there. I'm coming home."
Half an hour later I heard him running down the corridor. He dashed into the apartment and threw his arms round me, twirling me round, which made me giggle.
"Oh, Giselle!" He cried. "I love you so much."
He put me down and cuddled me, burying his face in my neck. I softly kissed his cheek and he looked at me. We were both crying.
He led me by the hand to the couch.
"So," he said, struggling for words. "How far gone are you?"
"About 3 months. The doctor says I have to take it easy."
"Yeah, you should. Lots of pampering." He grinned as he said this.
His smile made me more relaxed. I snuggled up closer to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I silently wished that he would never stop.
When we told Morgan she was thrilled, of course. She hugged as both tightly and wanted to know everything she could do to help.
Once she had gone to bed we curled up on the couch and I suddenly felt very tired. Robert saw me try to stifle a yawn.
"Tired?"
"Very."
He kissed me softly and scooped me up in his arms.
"Bed time, my darling" he murmured.
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So, almost 6 months on we're together on the couch, watching television. Robert has his arms round me, his hands gently caressing my bump. I know he doesn't care what's on the tv, he's far too interested in looking at me.
"What?" I ask him.
"Nothing," he sighs, tracing little circles on my belly. "Just thinking how perfect you are."
We kiss for a long moment. Then I rest my head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. He falls back to gazing.
We eventually get up and walk, hand in hand, to our bedroom.