Disclaimer: All rights go to Michael Buckley; he still refuses to share his brilliance.

Morning Sickness

Sabrina's POV

I woke up to sunlight streaming through the windows. I had a day off today, it was warm and sunny, and I would get to spend the whole day with a protective and strangely sweet and caring Puck. Today would be good day. I sighed happily. And then I felt my stomach lurch; so much for the peace. I rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Sabrina's POV

I flushed the toilet; feeling a bit tired from vomiting, but a lot better. There's still hopes for a peaceful day. I smiled and turned around; only to scream.

"What happened, Grimm? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Why were you throwing up?"

"What the hell, Puck? You could at least give me some warning before you sneak up on me." I clutched my heart from the sudden fright.

"Sabrina! Are you okay? I'm sorry for scaring you. Did I hurt the baby?"

I laughed a bit, "No Puck, you didn't hurt the baby. I'm perfectly fine, I was just a little shocked to find you there." I turned away from the door to the sink to wash out my mouth. As I brushed my teeth, Puck waited patiently at the door; watching me so that I wouldn't get hurt somehow.

I spit out some toothpaste and told Puck, "You know, you don't have to stay there. I'm fine."

"I know, just making sure." I shrugged and finished brushing me teeth.

Afterwards, I turned away from the sink back to the door to find Puck looking at me with concern. He gathered me into his arms and put his hand against my forehead. "Are you sick or something? We have to the doctor." And then he proceeded to pick me up; bridal style.

"Puck, put me down; I already told you I'm not a princess. Anyway, vomiting in the morning is completely normal for pregnant women."

By the time I said this, we were in the living room and Puck sat us down on the couch; with me still in his arms.

"I don't care what you say, you need to be taken cared of. And what do you mean? Pregnant ladies don't barf all the time."

"Of course they don't. But, they do in the morning. I've been doing it for months now; its completely normal. It's called morning sickness."

"Then, why haven't I noticed this 'morning sickness' before?"

"Cuz back then, I didn't tell you I was pregnant. I woke up early every morning to make sure I didn't wake you up from my throwing up. You sleep like Daphne sometimes. How did you wake up today, anyway?"

"I woke up today because my pixies woke me up and told me you were going somewhere."

"You have me under surveillance?!"

"Of course I do! Do honestly think I'd let you go anywhere or do anything without me knowing you were safe? Especially now?"

"Wait, what do mean 'especially now'?"

"I've had you under surveillance since before we started dating. Except when you told me were you were going; not counting the past few days when you went to work and to the store pregnant."

"If you I was being watched, then why were you so scared to let me go?"

"I wasn't scared. The Trickster King is never scared, I was just...apprehensive."

"Sure, Fairy Boy. Now tell me why."

"Being watched, doesn't mean total coverage. That kind comes when either me or your family is with you."

I looked up at Puck, from my place in his arms. He was looking down at me, lovingly. I smiled, "That's sweet Puck. Is that why you had me under surveillance before you knew about the baby?"

"Yes, it was. And thank goodness, I did have you watched." I laughed, and Puck joined me.

"So, how bout some breakfast before we do something?"

"Yes! I'm starving, I'll make it for us."

"You! You don't cook Puck."

"You just threw up, realized I was stalking you, and are pregnant. I think I can put something together, Grimm."

I smiled and kissed Puck. "You know, it still amazes me how sweet you can get."

Puck chuckled, "What can I say? You already destroyed me rep. I love you too much anyway."

I grinned and said, "I love you too." before kissing Puck again.

A/N: I have made a goal; to do a chapter a day. That should be a saying; 'A chapter a day keep the readers my way." Please, someone tell me that, that isn't a thing already. I probably will fail this, but when I do I'll do two chapters the next day to make it up. I feel like Imma run outta ideas soon. Right now, I have another 3 maybe 4 chapters that I will soon write. So any requests, I will gladly write; unless they're something absolutely ridiculous like, a miscarriage or a divorce. Now that I think about it, a miscarriage would be interesting to write; but that would be too agnsty. Don't forget to review, favourite/follow! I love those! This is one hella long author's note; sorry bout that. :p