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Getting Carried Away

The early morning sunlight began peeking through the bedroom curtains turning the small apartment into a golden light.

Emma's eyes flickered as she began to wake. Even though she still felt exhausted Emma slowly opened her eyes. Untangling her arms from around her body she stretched out across the bed. She smiled when her hands found a warm bare chest lying next to her. She rolled over to face the man laying beside her.

"Good Morning," She whispered and wrapped her arms around Neal. Emma snuggled closer to his body taking comfort in his warm presence.

Neal returned the warm embrace. He gazed at her admiringly. "Morning Babe." He softly replied into her ear. He smirked when he felt her body shiver at the sound of his voice.

They laid wrapped up in each other arms enjoying the warmth of their bodies. Emma had her head on Neal's chest listening to the steady beat of his heart. She could have happily stayed like this forever. They never got to have moments like this when they were on the road, so they took their time to enjoy them.

Neal gently moved his hand to Emma's face. His fingers brushed over her cheek down towards her chin. He softly lifted her chin up towards him until their lips met. His lips lazily brushed over Emma's as he softly kissed her. After a few minutes Emma began to pull away from the kiss

"Hey!" Neal protested pulling her closer to him "Where do you think you're going?" He jokingly asked making her giggle.

"I don't want us getting carried away," Emma laughed as she tried to wiggle free from his arms.

"I think it's a little bit late for that." He smiled as he mischievously looked down to Emma's stomach then back up. She playfully slapped his chest making him laugh.

Neal slid his hands round Emma's waist and pulled her even closer. "I love you." He whispered into her ear.

Neal hungrily kissed her again. Emma's fingers dug into his messy hair as the kiss grew more passionate. She was getting lost in the moment. His mouth on to move onto her neck as he slowly began to make his way down her body. All of sudden Emma firmly pushed him away.

"Emma what the…?!" Neal groaned.

Emma quickly swung her legs out of the bed. She rushed to the bathroom with her hand covering her mouth, slamming the door behind her.

"Oh great!" Neal moaned and collapsed back down onto his side of the bed.

Emma collapsed onto the cold tiled bathroom floor. She knelt over the toilet just in time as she threw up. Great timing kid! She groaned to herself as she felt her stomach heave again.

"Emma… babe.. Are you ok?" Neal called out as he timidly knocked the bathroom door.

"Go away." Was the sharp reply from the other side of the door.

"Emma, come on…" Neal called back.

"I don't want you to see me like this." Emma whimpered.

"Babes… I'm sure you look…." Neal stopped mid sentence when he heard her loudly throwing up again.

When it appeared that she had finished he knocked the door again. "I've got you a glass of water." He said hoping this would convince her to let him in.

"Ok," came the small reply making him smile.

Neal slowing opened the door. Emma was crouched over the toilet bowl. Her face was pale and there were small beads of sweat on her forehead.

"See you look gorgeous." Neal smiled with a twinkle in his eye. Emma raised her eyebrow at him before vomiting again.

Neal quickly put the glass down on the side and joined her on the floor. He gently held her hair back, out of her face. "It's ok," He whispered as he soothingly rubbed her back.

Emma attempted to look at Neal. She felt so embarrassed that he had seen her in this state, however the fact he was here made her feel slightly better. She leaned back resting against the wall. Neal quickly passed the glass of water to her. Emma gently took a sip.

"Could you give me a minute?" She quietly asked.

Neal smiled and nodded. "I'll be right outside if you need me." He replied before leaving the bathroom.

Emma quickly bathed her face under the cool tap. She pulled her hair pack into a ponytail. Emma sighed in relief that it seemed her stomach had finally settled.

She could hear the soft sound of the radio coming from the kitchen and the kettle boiling in the background. Emma quietly emerged from the bathroom. She was still dabbing her face and her breath now smelt of the minty toothpaste.

She stood for a moment and watched Neal rushing around the kitchen desperately trying to find some plates. She smiled to herself, she had never seen him making such a fuss. Emma cleared her throat to let Neal know she was there. He instantly stopped what he was doing and turned to face her.

"Hey, are you feeling ok now?" He asked. Emma just smiled and nodded.

"I thought you would like some breakfast." He said smiling at her. She was just about to protest when her stomach rumbled loudly.

"Looks like I was right." He laughed and winked at her.

Emma rolled her eyes, how could she possibly be hungry after being so sick?

"Maybe... I'll just have some toast." She replied.

After breakfast they were both still sitting at the kitchen table. Emma was quietly nursing her mug in her hand.

"Emma… I was thinking… I'm going to book a doctor's appointment for you… you know… just to confirm you're pregnant." Neal said.

Emma frowned at him, even after this morning he still didn't believe her, she angrily thought to herself.

"I mean I know you're pregnant… Well I hope so cos my kisses never made you sick before," He nervously chuckled. He could sense he might have upset her.

"Neal…"

"I just want to make sure everything is ok, you know with you and the baby. I'll come with you to the appointment… Emma I meant what I said last night I'll stand by you no matter what… I'll be here for you and the baby." He said softly.

Emma got up from her chair and made her way over to him. She sat down on his lap and placed her hand softly onto his cheek. "I love you," she whispered.

She kissed him again, however this time she did not want to pull away from him.

"Maybe we could finish what we started this morning?" She asked playfully raising her eyebrow.

A huge smile lit up the features on Neal's face. "We wouldn't want to get too carried away now." He replied mocking her.

"You right we wouldn't want that," She replied trying to hide the smile which was creeping onto her face.

"Well, maybe just this once," Neal laughed as he swept Emma up into his arms and carried her over to the bed. The sounds of their laughter filled the room.