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CATASTROPHE & THE CURE
CHAPTER 4:
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"Mm, that feels nice," Alison purred as her wife peppered soft lustful kisses down her neck as the lay in bed together.
"...you're... so...beautiful," Emily replied between kisses. The blonde just lay there on her side trying as she might to ignore the butterflies in her stomach and the smile forging its way onto her face. It was a quiet morning, a gentle breeze wafted in through the open window of their bedroom bringing with it the scents & sounds of springtime. Freshly mowed grass, sunshine & the scent of Mrs Cottington's rose garden, the elderly lady next door. Emily slowly trailed her way down Alison's jawline with her mouth teasing and tasting her wife's skin as her hand followed suit down her wife's luscious curves.
"Em, you know I can't resist you when you touch me like this," Alison sighed clearly enjoying every feather light graze of her wife's fingers over her skin.
"That's what I'm counting on my love," the brunette whispers in her ear. Alison could practically see the smirk on her wife's face even though they weren't facing each other. Alison craned her neck giving her wife better access.
"Em, we shouldn't be doing this so early in the morning. People will hear us." The blonde commented, biting her lip to keep herself from moaning her wife's name as the brunette's hands had reached the elastic of her underwear, softly tickling her skin. Emily gently turned the blonde's chin so she was staring her straight in the eye.
"I don't care who hears us. I just want to make you scream. I want to show you how much I love you," Alison saw the lustful look in her wife's eye. "Then take me." She teased "Right now." Emily obeyed and crashed her lips to Alison's. In a flash multiple items of clothing were discarded to the bedroom floor. Alison rolled over as Emily took control sitting atop the blonde's hips holding her wrists hostage above her head as she worshipped her wife's body with her tongue & free hand. Alison's body writhed and contorted as waves of pleasure overcame her.
Gasping and moaning "More Emily, harder Em. Please don't stop" almost losing the ability to speak when the brunette aimed her fingers at just the right angle causing the blonde to bring the to release. Again Emily continued to gently thrust into Alison as her own tongue explored the depths of her wife's mouth in heated kisses. Again & again Emily brought her to the edge.
"Ali?"
"Yes Emily yes!" She screamed as another strong orgasm tore through her body.
"Ali?" Emily said again, only this time it wasn't in the seductive sultry way like before. It was more of a whisper.
Alison's eyes fluttered open to see Emily standing over her. It appeared she had fallen asleep on the couch with Pepe cuddling up with her, his paw on her belly.
"Were you having a sex dream?" Her wife grinned. Alison blushed furiously. She didn't remember much but from the expression on Emily's face she had talked in her sleep. Emily just stroked her wife's head planting a kiss to her forehead.
"Don't worry babe, I don't think Toby heard you over his music." Alison suddenly registered the sound of the radio in her ears from down the hall.
"He's almost finished painting the nursery. It was kinda cute to hear you say my name in your sleep," the brunette added holding in a laugh.
Alison got to her feet, still blushing and followed Emily to the room to see the beautifully painted pale yellow walls & a free standing shelf that no doubt was made by Toby's damn good craftsmanship.
-x-
Later that same day…
"I seriously don't get why you guys like this movie so much" Alison stated, she was sitting in Spencer's couch right next to Aria who was taking the afternoon off from being a mother. They had just finished watching The Notebook (Spencer's favorite movie) and Alison was choosing the next movie they were going to watch.
"Hey, you can bitch all you want about anything except the Notebook" Spencer said eyeing the blonde
"I'm not bitching" Alison defended "I'm just saying I don't see the charm to it"
"What? how is that possible?" Aria looked around laughing
"I don't know it's just not the best storyline" Alison stated
"Oh you did not just say that" Spencer said a little too loudly "How is it not a good storyline?! It's a love story that transcended time, two people who met fell in love and no matter how hard life tried to pull them away they always found their way back to each other"
"Exactly it's sort of science fiction" Alison said trying to sit up, thinking that maybe it'll help with the nausea.
"No it isn't" Aria argued
"It is!" Alison rolled her eyes "tell one time you've seen it happen before?"
"It happened with you and Emily…" Spencer stated looking back at her and Alison smiled at the thought. It was true though her and Emily had been through hell and back together, they had been apart, together then apart again but every time they found their way back to each other.
However as Alison stood up finally deciding on a movie she felt the world shift under her feet, and because of this she couldn't get to the bathroom or even the bin soon enough. In less than a second her morning sickness left it's mark on Spencer's living room carpet.
"Oh my god Spencer I'm so so-" Alison's sentence was cut off when another round of vomit came out of her mouth. Aria was by her side in a second running her hand up and down the blonde's back, that's why she was the first one to realize, the first one to see it.
"Spencer…" Aria whispered eyeing the carpet but one look at Spencer's face and she knew that her friend had seen it too. Had seen the blood.
"Ali…" Spencer began "we need to get you to the hospital" Alison looked up at her friend slowly wiping her mouth, her hands started shaking when she saw the blood stain in her hands.
"Spencer the baby…" Alison muttered
"It's okay, the baby's going to be okay" Spencer assured helping Alison walk over to the car "Aria will call Emily from the car"
-x-
Emily sighed for the third time during the meeting, a sigh that didn't go unnoticed by Morgan who was sitting right next to her. It was their second meeting of the day discussing the same case, a case of a bunch of missing women that disappeared all around Pennsylvania. After two of them were found, one dead and one missing it was the highest priority case at the police station.
"Bored much?" Morgan whispered teasingly in the brunette's ear.
Emily laughed "We don't have any new evidence so it just feels like we're having the same meeting over and over again"
Morgan smiled "Well we still have twenty more minutes of this"
"Please kill me now" Emily said dramatically before her phone began vibrating in her pocket, she looked at the screen and saw Aria's name pop up. She was about to send it to voicemail when she remembered Alison was spending the day with her, so she quickly excused herself and made her way back to her office, where she could comfortably answer the phone.
"Aria you have no idea how happy I am you called you just got me out of the most boring meeting ever" Emily talked quickly once she answered the phone.
"Emily there's a problem" Aria began
"What?! What happened? Are Alison and the baby okay?" Emily inquired quickly
"She vomited blood Emily, we're on our way to the hospital" Aria explained, and Emily felt her heart stop for a moment at the mere thought of losing Alison. But she quickly put herself back together if she knew Alison she knew she was probably scared out of her mind.
"I-I'm on my way" Emily stated "I-I'll meet you there"
-x-
Emily sat in the white hospital room with her wife, waiting for Dr. Robbins to come back in and tell both of them what the hell was going on. After she hung up with Aria she had grabbed her keys and headed out to her car, breaking at least five speeding limits on her way there.
The moment she arrived a tall nurse told her Alison was already set inside a private suite. Walking into the room a wave of relief washed over her as the sound of her son's strong heartbeat reached her ears. It quickly disappeared when she saw Alison's face.
Emily got up from her chair and climbed in the bed with Alison. "It's going to be okay you know? You heard his heartbeat he's a tough little guy." Emily said as she wrapped her arms around Ali, pulling her closer.
"Then why do I have a feeling something's wrong?" Alison whispered as walked into the room, a complicated expression on her face.
"Emily, Alison," greeted.
"How are you feeling, Alison?" She inquired as she pulled the rolling chair closer to the bed so she could sit next to her patient.
"Better," the blonde replied softly, and her voice is full of fear. Because she's afraid not for herself but for her unborn child, her little boy.
"Good," Dr. Robbins replied as she flipped open the chart in her hand. "I wanted to talk to you about the frequency of your morning sickness."
"This isn't morning sickness is it?" Emily worriedly asked .
"No, it's not," Dr. Robbins sighed in agreement. "Have you ever heard of hyperemesis gravidarum?"
"Hyper…" Alison trailed off as she wrapped her mind around what her OB had just told her.
"Hyperemesis gravidarum," Dr. Robbins repeated but by the look of patient's' face she knew she had to elaborate. "It's what we doctors use to refer to severe nausea and vomiting during pregnancy. The condition is pretty rare – and most women who have it spend their entire pregnancy not knowing."
"And you think Alison has this…illness?" Emily muttered questioningly.
"It's not exactly a disease Emily," Dr. Robbins corrects. "And, yes, I do. Given her current dehydration and vomiting plus the fact that she has lost weight since the beginning of her pregnancy, I would say Alison suffers from Hyperemesis Gravidarum."
"So what's the cure?" Emily anxiously asked
"Unfortunately Emily, there isn't a cure. All we can do is continue to monitor Alison's nutrition and weight."
"There's nothing you can do?" Emily snapped harshly
"I know how frustrating this condition can be but, unfortunately, this will last throughout her pregnancy." Dr. Robbins explained
"And what about the baby?" Alison asked as she placed her hand protectively across her stomach.
"I won't lie to you. There are risks – low fetal birth weight, preterm labor, delayed development." A tear ran down Alison's cheek " But that's for severe cases, ones that largely go untreated. Most of those outcomes have occurred for women who gain less than sixteen pounds during their pregnancy." Dr. Robbins added trying to calm her patient.
"But I've lost weight," Alison replied softly, her voice breaking in sadness.
"And we'll work on that don't worry," Dr. Robbins assured her. "Diagnosing you is the first step. We've got you on an IV, and we'll come up with a plan for reversing your weight loss."
"Em?" Alison looked over to the brunette who's face is full of fear.
"What's the threat to Alison's health?" Emily asked her tone a little too harsh
"The weight loss and dehydration are our biggest concerns right now and are what is causing her fatigue. The blood you saw might have been from a tear at the junction of your stomach caused by how you're constantly vomiting. If not treated properly, Hyperemesis Gravidarum can cause renal failure, splenic avulsion."
"So she could die from this?"
"Emily," Dr. Robbins began, "death is very rare." She assured
"But this stops just as soon as the pregnancy stops correct? If we terminate the pregnancy this would be over? Ali would be cured?"
"Emily! Don't!" Alison screamed looking over at her wife, pain evident in her eyes.
"Dr. Robbins if we terminate the pregnancy would Alison be cured?" Emily asked once more completely ignoring Alison.
Dr. Robbins hesitated before she answered "Yes by terminating the pregnancy Alison's symptoms will disappear".
-:-
The drive home was awkward to say the least. Alison hadn't said a word to Emily. In fact, she hadn't even so much as acknowledged her wife's existence since they walked out of their appointment at the clinic.
"How long are you going to ignore me?" Emily asked pulling up on their driveway, turning off the car. Alison glared at her retreating into the house with a loud slam of the bedroom door causing their wedding portrait to fall to the floor shattering the glass frame.
Emily sighed before she made her way up the stairs. Upon reaching their bedroom door she hesitated before opening it, only to find Alison sitting at the edge of their bed holding an ultrasound picture of their son.
"Ali I know how hard this must be for you, but you heard Dr. Robbins-" Emily stopped talking when the blonde shot her a death glare.
"We are not terminating our son Emily! You might want to throw in the towel but I won't ! I won't give up on him."
"How is trying to keep you alive throwing in the towel?!" Emily barked in her direction.
"You're basically saying my life is worth more than our baby's. He's the best thing that ever happened to us. He wasn't an accident Em! We planned this. We wanted this." She said choking on her words slightly.
"Because it is Alison! Your life is worth more!" Emily stated "And exactly we planned this, we can try again later, we can have another baby! You don't have to put your life on the line"
"I would do anything to keep our baby safe, if that means I lose my own life in the process then fine! He has ten fingers, ten toes, he kicks when he hears our voices, he can smile, he can even suck his own thumb now. He's our perfect little miracle. Why would you even suggest terminating at this stage? I thought I knew you." Alison wailed as tears streamed from her eyes.
"Because I love you" Emily said walking over to the blonde "and not this baby or anyone else will ever fill the void you would leave in my heart if you die! So yes Alison I would terminate this pregnancy at this stage and at any other if it meant I'd save you" she added her own tears now welling up in her eyes. "YOU DIDN'T EVEN WANT A BABY TO START WITH"
"I know I didn't! I changed my mind because you wanted one. I did this," she gestured to the baby bump "for you! And now you want to do away with it?"
"Well terminate it for me too" Emily pleaded taking Alison's hand in her own "Please"
Alison yanked her hand away crossing to the opposite side of the room "I can't talk to you when you're being irrational. I'm out of here. Don't follow me!" The blonde warned.
"Alison don't" Emily begged "Don't please, I just don't want to lose you"
"It may be too late for that." Alison muttered grabbing her keys from their dresser.
"I just want him gone!" As soon as the words left Emily's mouth she regretted them, placing her hand over her mouth as if it could help the damage she had already done.
Alison's widened, not knowing what to say she turned on her heel with the car keys in hand & an ache in her chest. A moment later Emily heard the front door slam. Slumping down on the bed Emily sobbed until her tears dried up.
While Alison sat in her car tears freely cascading down her cheeks both of her hands laying over her bump protectively, before she softly whispered to her unborn child "Mama didn't mean that peanut. She loves you just as much as I do, okay?"
The blonde felt her son kick "I promise we're going to keep you. You're going to grow up & go to big school. Uncle Toby & Uncle Caleb will teach you how to play sports & take you fishing, Mama will teach you how to swim & you're going to go to college & fall in love with anyone you want. Auntie Spence, Aunt Hanna & Aria will give you advice when you're mad at us for telling you off. No matter what happens whether you turn out a healthy little boy or just a little smaller we will all love you so much."
After drying her tears to no avail the blonde started up the car, not exactly knowing where it was she was going. She could have just walked over to Spencer's next door but she didn't want to give Emily the chance at reconciling just yet. She didn't want to make it easy for the brunette to contact her so switched off her cell.
Soon enough she found herself on the doorstep of Morgans & Savannah's house on the other side of town. She knew Morgan was at work so there was no chance of him telling Emily where she was. Savannah on the other hand could always be trusted to lend her an ear & shoulder to cry on.
"Ali?"
"I'm sorry to turn up like this but I just needed to get out of the house for a bit."
Seeing the blonde so distraught she hugged her "Of course, come in. I was just about to put Hank down for a nap" It was then that Ali noticed the one year old infant on her friends hip. "I'll be right back to make us some tea & we can talk alright?".
Alison nodded as she made her way in. About an hour or so later Alison had cried herself silly replaying the horrible fight she and Emily had earlier as Savannah listens in offering more tea shocked at Emily & devastated for Alison that it had come to this.
"I don't know what to do Savannah. What should I do?" The blonde asked taking a long sip of tea.
"Ali that wife of yours loves you. She's just scared of losing you. If she loses you most likely she loses the baby too. Emily & Morgan make life and death decisions out in the field everyday. When one hits close to home it's really hard." Savannah explained.
"Yeah I know, but termination? I don't know if we can survive this." The blonde admitted taking a tissue from the coffee table to wipe her face. Savannah offered her hand consoling the blonde.
"Trust me. If anyone can get through this, it's you & Emily," she moved her hand over Alison's that rested on her baby boy, "Peanut here needs both his mums happy & together before he gets here. Don't let him grow up without the both of you,".
-:-
It was after 10pm when Emily got home, work had finished about 3 hours ago but Morgan had convinced to her to join him for one drink at the bar downtown which turned into a few more than she wanted to admit to. Alison's car wasn't in the driveway like always, maybe being that they were both still angry, upset & in Emily's case slightly drunk it was probably for the best.
Showering quickly she climbed into bed curling up on Alison's empty side inhaling her scent of her vanilla perfume that seemed to linger long after the blonde had left the bed. Drifting off slowly into sleep Emily's cell phone buzzed on the bed side table.
Hey Em, Ali's here with us. She's gonna stay tonight. Try calling tomorrow morning. -Savannah.
A single tear fell from the brunette's eyes. God she loved Alison so much & for things to be the way they were right now with her laying here alone in their bed and Alison halfway across town only made her heart ache all over again. Meanwhile Alison lay awake tossing and turning, Peanut was as restless as ever, kicking away at her stomach. Somehow the blonde knew he was missing his mama. "I know. I miss her too but I don't know what I can do. Your Mama & I are fighting because…" she couldn't even bare to finish that sentence. Rearranging her pillow one thought crossed her mind 'Everything will look better in the morning'.
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