2. The next morning Bo awoke with a smile on her face, remembering Dyson's reaction to her news the night before. She realized that even in slumber Dyson was protecting their unborn child; he had his right hand sprawled across her bare stomach. Bo was just thinking that she could stay like this for the rest of her life. Suddenly she was overwhelmed by nausea. She didn't want to wake Dyson but she also didn't want to throw up in bed. Bo quickly tore the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her naked frame bolting out of bed and making a mad dash for the bathroom. Dyson was startled awake by the sheets being torn away and by the absence of Bo. He heard her wretching in the bathroom and quickly pulled on a pair of boxers from the floor and rushed to Bo's side. Bo was clinging to the edge of the toilet bowl emptying the contents of her stomach and beginning to dry heave once their was nothing left. Dyson held back her hair to try to keep it out of the way and rubbed comforting circles on her back. Bo looked absolutely exhausted and was now clutching her stomach and leaning back against Dyson. Dyson was concerned yet he remained silent. He held on to Bo; drawing random patterns on her abdomen and laid sweet kisses on her face. Once Bo's breathing returned to normal, Dyson finally spoke up with concern clearly written on his face.
"Babe, I know that morning sickness is normal but should it be this bad?"
Bo just shrugged because she had no past pregnancy experience; she hadn't even know anyone that had been pregnant that she could compare to.
"How far along is our little one, anyway?" Dyson asked, excitement clear in his voice.
Bo looked momentarily confused,
"Well, I thought I was around seven weeks, but I'm not sure now."
Her hands still on her stomach. She had just noticed that it had become distended. Bo stood up, ignoring the sheet that fell to the floor and looked herself over in the mirror. It was definitely there, a small yet definitive baby bump. Dyson stood up and wrapped his arms around Bo from behind.
"What's the problem love? Is everything okay? How are you unsure now?" he asked wearily, concern evident.
Bo sighed, "I shouldn't be showing already. It doesn't make sense. I only just noticed yet, I shouldn't be showing for almost two months. What if something's wrong with the baby? Maybe that would explain the extreme morning sickness. What if I'm not meant to be a mum? Dyson, I'm scared."
Bo was now bawling. Dyson was afraid he would loose everything. He needed to stay calm for her.
They had their differences yet, he knew she was probably the most qualified person to help.
"Lets go see Lauren."