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Feels like Today

Lucas rolled over pulling his wife close to him. They had been married a week and he still couldn't believe it was real as he nuzzled her neck in the early morning light.

She murmured in her sleep as she snuggled into him.

He kissed her forehead before getting out of bed and pulling on some clothes, deciding to surprise her with some breakfast in bed. He could tell his Grandfather had already been up and was out for his morning chores.

As he waited for the coffee to brew he heard something in the bathroom. He raced to the back of the house Riley was hugging the toilet as she threw up, over and over again.

"Riley" He spoke as he came into the room, gently placing his hand on her back, pulling her hair out of the way as she continued.

She leaned back, catching her breath, "Do you feel sick at all?"

Lucas shook his head as he checked her for a fever, watching her pale form before she collapsed against him, "Riley, Riley: He cried before her eyes flutter open.

"Lucas" she breathed before fainting in his arms.

Panic ripped through his body as he watched her eyes flutter open again. He kissed her forehead, "I'm taking you to the ER."

"Lucas, I just" she couldn't protest as she felt dizzy again, "fine, just help me get dressed."

Lucas lifted her up, bringing her into their room, finding some clothes for her to wear, helping her dress before he pulled on his own pair of jeans and t-shirt just as he saw her turn green, "again?"

She nodded as he rushed her to the bathroom, spilling whatever her body could.

He carried her out of the house to his truck, placing her inside before he grabbed a bucket in case she got sick on the way to the ER. Part of him wondered if he should've called an ambulance, but they would be stuck waiting for one to arrive in the time he could drive her.

When they arrived her carried her in, she was dizzy again as the admission nurse questioned him, "What's wrong with her?"

"She was vomiting, she passed out, came to, threw up again, I've never seen her like this before." He could feel his heart racing as he handed Riley off to an orderly and the nurse as he was forced to wait to find out what was wrong with his wife.

It was only now that he realized he'd left both their phones back at the ranch, he knew he should call her parents, but they would only worry and fly down right away and it could be nothing but a flu, right? It had to just be a weird flu that she picked up.

He lost track of how many infomercials had aired when finally someone came to get him, "Mr. Friar, you can go back now."

He braced himself, not sure what to expect as he was led to the curtained area where Riley was laying on the bed, an IV in her arm. "How are you?"

"Better, they're loading me up with fluids." She sighed as she closed her eyes for a moment, "I'm sorry I scared you this morning."

He kissed her forehead, "I'm just glad you're okay." He looked to the nurse, "Do they know what made her sick?"

"The Doctor will be in in just a moment." She gave them a smile.

"You didn't call my parents did you, because you know my Dad would be on the first flight out here."

Lucas gave her a smile, "Our phones are still at the ranch, I'm just glad it looks like you're okay. But do you feel better?"

"A little, I'm still kind of foggy, dizzy still a little nauseous." She confessed as he held her hand, sitting in the chair next to the bed.

"Miss Matthews." The Doctor said as he came in.

"Friar, Mrs. Friar." Riley corrected.

"Well Mrs. Friar, you're already looking better." The doctor was a youngish man with an odd smile as he looked over her chart, "We ran a few tests, and it looks like you might be sick for a few more weeks. We have some medications that will help you deal with it. Of course you'll have to check in with your doctor back in New York that is where you said you're from, right?"

"She's going to be sick for several weeks, what is this? Is it a virus?" Lucas was panicked, "She was living in Europe for several months did she pick something up there?"

The doctor smiled, "No, it's not a virus, it's what we call Hyperemesis Gravidarum."

Lucas tried to translate in his mind but what he thought those words meant weren't making sense to him.

"English please?" Riley felt nervous, what the hell was going on?

"Excessive vomiting during pregnancy" The doctor gave her another smile, "Congratulations, you're about seven weeks pregnant."

"Nope, you're tests are wrong." Riley shook her head, "I can't be pregnant, I've been told that, by a doctor when I was seventeen. And if I was, no way am I that far along because I only got back five weeks ago. If I were pregnant, which I'm not the earliest it could've happened was…was…Lucas what was that date?"

"The twenty-fifth of July." He held her hand, "Riley, I don't think their tests are wrong."

"Lucas, we were told very clearly when I was seventeen possibly in the same spot that I couldn't have kids. So this doctor is wrong, I'm not pregnant."

Lucas kissed her hand, "Let me have a word with the doctor, you rest okay."

"Fine" Riley sighed, unable to believe what she'd been told, what kind of cruel joke was this.

Lucas moved into the hallway with the doctor, "You're positive she's pregnant?"

"Yes sir, and if July twenty-fifth is the day she thinks she could've conceived then it lines up even more with the diagnosis. I can go call her doctor in New York but she is definitely pregnant, and it's going to be a rough few weeks."

Lucas nodded, "Thank you, could you check that right away?"

The doctor wrote down the name of Riley's doctor on his notes, "Of course, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Lucas went back to Riley, "He's going to call your doctor in New York."

"Thank you, it has to be something else. I can't get pregnant, so maybe they mixed up the test results or something."

Lucas watched her, wondering what was terrifying her more, the thought that a doctor had just tried to give her hope of a pregnancy due to a lab mistake, or that she might actually be pregnant. "Well hopefully we'll find out soon." He gave her a smile, "Either way we'll know why you got so sick this morning."

"I just hope they release me soon, we have to go pack clean up we leave for New York tomorrow."

"Riley, don't worry about that right now, okay?"

"Well it's the only thing I understand that I can worry about." She closed her eyes, "This just doesn't make sense to me Lucas."

"Maybe you were misdiagnosed back then, maybe there was a mix-up."

"The mix-up is probably right now."

"Well, I just spoke to your Doctor in New York." He came back in, "And she'll see you the day after tomorrow. She should have a better answer for why you don't think you could be pregnant, but Mrs. Friar, I assure you that you are."

"Your test is wrong." Riley was firm, she knew she couldn't be.

The doctor sighed, "Mrs. Friar, we ran urine and blood tests, both say the same thing, you are pregnant. Now based on the information you've given me as of right now I would say that your due date is April seventeenth. Now I'm going to prescribe you something to help with the nausea, plus a prenatal vitamin. You're personal doctor will probably put you on bedrest, this can get serious and land you in the hospital for a period of time."

Lucas took the paperwork the doctor handed him, "Is there anything she could eat or drink to help?"

"Ginger Ale might help, along with dry crackers. It's all in the information packet." He looked to Riley who seemed to still be in denial, "I know you're surprised, but I promise you, this is real, and it will be worth it. You'll be able to leave as soon as her IV is done. Stay hydrated, I know it's going to be difficult, but do your best."

Riley nodded her brain still trying to process all of this. "I'm pregnant, really pregnant?"

Lucas squeezed her hand, "Yeah, you really are. The professionals say so."

"Congratulations, good luck." The doctor then left them alone.

"The night I got back." She gasped pulling her hand away from him, "Do you really think that's when we, when we conceived?"

Lucas picked her hand back up kissing her fingers, "Well we did have that beautiful night together before you crushed my heart the next morning. There was also the back alley of the club, Maya's bathroom, and then my bed in my parent's apartment."

"Oh God Lucas, I almost destroyed us."

"Riley, Riley you didn't. Don't worry about that now. Think about the good." His hand reached down to her abdomen, "You and Me sweetheart, we created a life that is growing inside of you right now. It's a miracle."

She nodded, "What if this is just a cruel tease Lucas."

"Don't think that way Riley, this is our blessing, this is our miracle." He brought her hand to his lips kissing it once again, "We'll go back to New York tomorrow, we'll go back to your parent's apartment we'll tell them only if you want to. No one but us has to know."

"It's bad luck to tell anyone before the first trimester is over."

"Then we won't tell anyone until Thanksgiving, how does that sound? We'll announce it at dinner to our family."

"You're counting the chickens before they hatch." Riley warned him.

"I'm thinking positively Riley I need you to do that as well. Please at least try."

"I'll try, I promise."

"It's okay Mommy."

Riley looked around trying to find where the voice was coming from, "Who's there" She called out, trying to find her away around a wraparound porch where everything looked the same and she couldn't pinpoint the voice she heard.

"It's me Mommy." Sitting on a porch swing was a little girl the perfect blend of her and Lucas.

"Chloe" Riley took a step towards the girl, worried she would scare her off.

"Hi Mommy" The girl jumped off the swing and hugged Riley's leg.

Riley could feel her heart racing, "What are you doing here?"

"It's okay Mommy, baby Luke is going to be okay. You just have to make sure you take care of yourself and him." Chloe took Riley's hand leading her to the swing to sit down, "You'll be a good Mommy to Luke, and Daddy will be a good Daddy. Don't be scared, I know you didn't get to hold me, but you love me, I feel it."

Before Riley could say anything else her eyes were open and she realized she was in the dark in the bedroom at the ranch. She reached over for Lucas shaking him awake, "I'm pregnant."

He looked at her through sleepy eyes, "Yes Riley, you are, please get some rest."

"Lucas, I'm really pregnant. That dream I had that led us to talk to about Chloe, we had a son in that dream."

Lucas nodded, "Okay, Riley what is going on right now, did you have another dream?"

"She told me Luke is going to be okay."

"Who did?" He rubbed his eyes, trying to follow along but he was half asleep and wasn't even sure this conversation was happening.

"Chloe, she came to me in a dream and told that Luke is going to be okay." Riley felt a wave of relief, "I know I'm going to feel sick for weeks, but it's going to be worth it, we'll power through and in the end, we're going to have a little boy."

"Luke huh wonder who he's named after." He smirked, "Get some sleep we have a long day tomorrow and we had a long one today."

Riley felt his arms around her as she snuggled close to him, "Lucas, we're really going to have a baby."

"We are, now sleep you and he both need it." He held her, saying a silent prayer that she was right that their child would be alright.