Later that night Charlie moved into Bass' room, they thought it would be fine since everybody knew anyway. In the middle of the night Bass woke up and reached out for Charlie, but she wasn't there. "Charlotte." No answer. "Charlotte." At that he could here a noise coming from across the hall. Bass got out of bed and crept to the bathroom. Charlie was bent over the bucket half throwing up, half crying. "Charlotte?"
She turned towards him, tears streaming down her face. "It hurts." Bass kneeled down and moved her hair out of her face as she threw up again.
"I know, I know." Bass rubbed her back. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Make it stop." she pleaded. "I don't think I can do this."
Bass sighed. "Charlotte, you are one of the strongest women I know. You are capable of anything, especially this." Charlie grabbed a towel off the ground, wiped off her face and moved to sit in Bass' lap. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and fell asleep. The next morning Aaron walked in to find the sleeping pair leaned up against the wall beside the bucket filled with puke.
Later that morning, in the kitchen...
"Do you want breakfast?" Bass turned around to face the pale Charlie.
"Not really."
"But our baby needs the nutrition. Please...for me." he put that undeniable puppy face on.
"Alright. Just eggs and toast." she smiled back at him. She loved to hear him talk about the baby and after only 24 hours. She stood up and moved to him while he faced away from her. She wrapped her arms around him and leaned against his back. "I love you."
He turned around wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "I love you too." He moved his hands farther down her back, kissing her more passionately. And then Aaron walked in and they broke apart.
"Ohh perfect. Just what I wanted for breakfast." Aaron commented.
"Thanks Aaron. I'm gonna go get some water." Charlie reached down for the nearest bucket but Bass was to fast.
"No. No you're not." Charlie's jaw dropped.
"I'm sorry, why not?"
"You really shouldn't be doing anything strenuous. I think you need to take it easy." Bass headed out the door, but Charlie grabbed the bucket.
"I think I can carry a bucket of water."
Bass grabbed it back. "I really don't think you should." Aaron stormed over and ripped the bucket from their hands.
"I'll get it." and he stormed out the front door.
"Are you going to let me do anything?"
"Of course, just not anything that requires physical strain."
"You are unbelievable, I can do almost everything I did before. I suppose you're not going to let me fight either." Bass shook his head. "Aaahhhh, you're ridiculous."
"You have to understand Charlotte. Its only because I love you and I don't want the baby at risk." He brushed the side of her face and smiled.
Charlie raised her fist to her mouth and ran out of the room. "This is going to be a long eight months," Bass smiled to himself.