Sorry I haven't up dated in a while, schools been cutting into my free time the past few weeks. I hope you like it, review and I'll try to up date before Spring break.

Chapter 5

Rhett was sitting next to the bed when Scarlett woke up. "Hello, Mrs. Butler. How are you feeling?"

Scarlett looked up at it him; she wanted to know if he was happy about the baby. But she was never very good at reading people and she was unable to tell if he was or not. So she said in reply, "Of course Rhett, why wouldn't I be fine?"

"From I what heard you've been feeling under the weather the past few days. And I was wondering if it was something that I had done?" He tried to smile but he regretted what he said the moment he said it because he knew that it would just get her worked up. And the last thing that he wanted was to get Scarlett worked up when she was pregnant and not feeling well. Especially when a doctor had put her on bed rest.

"Are you asking me if the baby is yours? How can you ask me something like that? You know it's yours!" Scarlett couldn't believe that he had asked her that but her thoughts were caught off as she vomited on the floor at the foot of the bed.

"Scarlett, Scarlett." As Rhett tried to get her attention to see if she was all right he noticed that she was crying. "Honey, come here." He picked up Scarlett and held her in his arms trying to sooth her. "Scarlett, if you don't stop this crying your going to throw up again."

"Oh Rhett, shut up!" Scarlett didn't want to hear anything at that moment, she just wanted him to hold her. 'Why the hell am I acting like this? I've never been like this all the other times that I've been with child. Why is it that I'm so emotional now? Maybe it has something to do with the miscarriage.'

Some time passed and Rhett said, "Scarlett, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Oh, it's not you Rhett; it's me and this baby."

"Why do you think that is?"

"I don't know, I didn't get a chance to tell the doctor that I had had a miscarriage, so I don't know if that has anything to do with it. But Rhett, I'm scared."

"Of what, Honey?"

"I've never felt this sick before and I don't like being stock in bed."

"Scarlett, there is no need to worry. I'm going to take care of you and I'm sure I'll find some way to entertain you while you're on bed-rest."

"Why, I thought that you didn't want me?"

"Now, who told you that?"

"Don't you worry about it, tell me the truth do you want me or are you just saying those things because of the baby?"

"I... Scarlett... does it really matter that I'm here or can you just be content with that?" He didn't know what to say, he knew that Rosemary had to have told Scarlett that, when he didn't know. But he didn't want to tell her it was because of the baby, she might do something that would get them both in trouble and he didn't want that kind of trouble at the moment.

"Not really, but I can see that you're not going to give me a straight answer so I'll forget it for the time being." They laid on the bed in silence for about an hour neither of them really knowing what to say to each other.

"Rhett."

"Yes, Scarlett."

"I'm hungry."

"So am I. I'll go get us something to eat. Is there anything that you want?"

"Lobster!"

"That's not really in season and we don't have any in the house. I'd have to go the hotel to get it, do you want me too?"

"It's the only thing that I want to eat right now, Rhett. I think it's the only thing that I can eat at the moment"

"All right then, I'll send Mama or Rosemary up to sit with you and I'll be back as soon as I can."

Rhett left the house and he was worried. Scarlett looked sick not pregnant but she had food carvings. 'What's wrong with her?' She's never been like this, not with Ella, Bonnie and as far as he knew with the child that she had lost. 'What am I going to do, she's not going to want to stay in bed forever and it seems to me as that's what she needs. I'm just going to have to think of ways to keep her happy in bed.'

It took a while for Rhett to return with the lobster but when he did Scarlett devoured it like she hadn't eaten in weeks. 'God, this taste good. Rhett's so good to me, I still want to know if he's happy about the baby. Well, all in good time I guess. He'll show signs eventually, at lest I hope he will. I hate this, I eat and then I'm tried."

"Thank you Rhett that really hit the spot."

"I can see that, I'm surprised that you didn't eat the outside of the thing to, Scarlett." 'Jesus, why can't I keep my mouth shut. If the baby's not going to kill her, I am.'

"Oh, leave me alone, I haven't really eaten in a couple of days Rhett, I was really hungry."

"I'm sorry Scarlett, it seems that I can't keep myself from saying things like that...

"Don't worry about it. Just get in bed and hold me would you please?"

"Of course Scarlett." Rhett stayed with her until he felt that she had fallen asleep. He gently placed her on the pillow and left the room carrying the dinner trays down the stairs. Rhett then went looking for his mother.

"Rhett, how is she feeling?" Miss Eleanor looked at her son and wondered what he was thinking. 'I wonder if he knows how happy he's made me. I so much wanted another grandchild'

"I'm not really sure. She's asleep at the moment Mama." Rhett sat down in a chair near the fire, he didn't know if he should voice his fears to his mother but he needed to tell someone. "Mama I'm worried. Scarlett's never been like this. I didn't tell you and I don't know if she told the doctor but she had a miscarriage before Bonnie died." Rhett staried off into space when he finished telling his mother his fears.

"I didn't know that she had had a miscarriage. Did she tell the doctor?"

When Rhett heard true concern in his mother's voice, he looked at her. 'What does she know that I don't?' "I don't know. I think I'll call on him and let him know. Maybe he can do something for her." 'What if he says... no I won't think like that. She just needs rest and care, that's all. She'll be fine a few weeks, I know she will, she'll have to be.'

"I think that would be a good idea, son. I'm going to bed and you should be up with Scarlett, go."

Rhett smiled at his mother and left to go up stairs. He looked at Scarlett, he knew that he had been a fool to think that he could ever live without her and now all he could think about was the fact that he just may lose her now anyway. 'But wait a minute; didn't I say that I wasn't going to let her win? Isn't that what I'm doing?' With this thought Rhett fell asleep.