Title: A Not So Simple Life
Author: Chickiee-Dee
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or its characters.
Summary: Sequel to The Simple Life. AU. No SD-6 or CIA. Sydney and Vaughn are married. S/V. E/A.
Authors Notes: Thanks to all u guys who reviewed. Its probably gonna be a while before I update again, but I'll try my best, I'm just insanely busy at school. I wrote this while in avoidance of practicing my oral SAC for tomorrow, somehow I've managed to escape presenting it Friday, Monday and Tuesday (today) but now I have no choice, there's like no one else in the class to go. Anyways I've been busy reading fan fic, it's a nice break from writing. I will update Three Little Words as soon as I have enough reviews, so please review, I have the next couple of chapters planned. Also if u haven't already check out my other fic its called 'A Life Not Worth Living', I would really appreciate feedback about it. It took forever to write. Ok I think I've written enough, so here it is chapter 3…
Chapter 3
That weekend Jack and Laura were looking after Madeline, so Sydney and Michael could have a bit of time to themselves. They were lying in bed, arms wrapped tightly around each other when Sydney pulled away from Michael and ran off to the bathroom. "Shit" he heard her yell. Quickly he rose to his feet to see what was wrong, entering the bathroom he saw that Sydney had accidentally thrown up on the floor. He turned and left to find something to clean up her mess, while Sydney was still bent over the toilet, heaving up her guts.
Ten minutes later the couple were back in bed, holding each other close. Michael kissed her forehead softly before placing kisses down her neck. Sydney giggled and lifted his face to hers, kissing him passionately. His hands began to wander and soon they had removed her pyjama top, Sydney's hands were also moving about, removing his clothes. They made love and afterwards they lay there sleeping in each other's arms, content to be together.
That afternoon, Sydney and Michael were walking along the beach when Sydney became breathless. She dropped to the sand suddenly, taking Michael with her. Sydney was wheezing, struggling to breathe. She began to panic and Michael was trying earnestly to calm his wife to no avail. After several minutes, Michael picked her up, intending to carry her to the car and take her to hospital. As he lifted her body she screamed in pain. Several passersby came running over, trying to find out what had happened. Michael carefully lay her down on the sand, putting a folded jumper, under her head. "Someone call an Ambulance" he yelled, trying to calm Sydney, who had begun to wheeze again and was crying in pain. Someone rushed away and returned moments later, announcing that an Ambulance was on its way. "Syd, sweetie, where does it hurt?" Michael asked calmly. She pointed to her stomach. "Your stomach?" he asked. Sydney nodded, tears falling down her cheeks. Michael kissed her forehead, "Sshh, sweetie, calm down, deep breaths, your gonna be ok, I promise." Sydney tried to calm down but the pain made it almost impossible.
About twenty minutes later the Ambulance arrived. One of the bystanders had been waiting in the parking lot, to direct the paramedics to where Sydney was. They came rushing over and people started to move away, to allow them room to work with Sydney. "Can you tell me where it hurts?" they asked Sydney. She looked at them briefly before croaking a response "stomach" she stated before beginning to wheeze again. One of the paramedics slipped an oxygen mask on and Sydney began to breathe easier. "Ok Sydney, on a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the pain, one is good, ten is bad." Syd tugged at Michael's hand making him hold up five fingers, before displaying her ten fingers. "Fifteen?" the paramedic questioned. Sydney nodded. "Ok I'll give you this whistle to suck on, it contains pain relief" the women attempted to give it to Sydney who shook her head. Confused, the women turned to Michael "why won't she take the drugs?"
"My wife is pregnant" he stated simply.
"How far along is she?"
"Eight weeks."
"Sydney, I'm sorry, you'll have to put up with the pain, we'll get you to the hospital as soon as we can, the doctors'll be able to provide you with pain relief" Sydney nodded "Bill, hows her blood pressure?"
"It's a little high, and her temperature is high as well."
"Can you get the stretcher and we'll get her to hospital." Bill nodded and rushed off, taking a bystander with him to help bring to stretcher over the sand. Michael sat there gently running his hand across Sydney's forehead, trying to keep her as calm as possible. A few long minutes later Sydney was in the Ambulance, being rushed to the nearest hospital.
After a short journey Sydney arrived at the hospital. She was rushed into the emergency room. Minutes later Michael, who had followed in the car, was by her side. Sydney was still having difficulty breathing and her cheeks were wet with tears. Doctor Hammond came over to assess her condition. "Mrs Vaughn, how would you rate the pain on a scale of one to ten, one is good, ten is bad." Once again Sydney tugged at Michael's hand, this time displaying all ten of his fingers, before lifting her ten as well. "Twenty?" Doctor Hammond looked at her in disbelief. Sydney nodded. The female paramedic, who had bought her in spoke up "She's eight weeks pregnant, her blood pressure is 160/98 and her temperature is 42." Taking in this information Doctor Hammond began to bark out orders to the nurse "Full blood work, urine sample and organise an ultrasound." The nurse nodded before rushing off to find the appropriate equipment. "Mrs Vaughn, we are going to run some tests to find out what's causing the pain, to help could you answer a few questions?" Sydney nodded. "Have you eaten anything unusual recently, something you don't normally eat?" She shook her head. "When was the last time you vomited?"
"This morning" she answered, her voice crackly.
"Is this your first pregnancy?" She shook her head.
"Our daughter is eighteen months old" Michael supplied.
"Have you been exposed to any chemicals recently?" Once again Sydney shook her head. "That's all the questions I have for now, the nurse is going to take some blood and I'll need you to supply us with a urine sample." Sydney nodded and turned away as the nurse stuck the needle into her arm. Michael held her hand tightly and kissed her forehead before attempting to wipe away her tears. A few minutes later the nurse left after taking Sydney's urine sample. After a short while Doctor Hammond returned "Sydney, I'm just going to take a look at your abdomen and then we'll transfer you to another ward." Sydney nodded in response "Can you tell me if I hurt you?" She nodded again. Doctor Hammond lifted her shirt up slightly and began to feel her stomach. She pushed a tender spot and Sydney screamed in pain. "Sorry" he quickly apologised before continuing his examination. Once again he touched a sore spot and Sydney shrieked in pain. Finishing his examination he pulled her top back down and jotted some notes on a clipboard. Moments later two orderlies came to move Sydney to Ward 12.
The doors swung open and Sydney was wheeled into the Ward, Michael following close behind. "Sydney Vaughn. 30 year old, eight weeks pregnant, suffering from severe stomach pain. Blood and urine tests completed, ultrasound booked for this afternoon. Blood pressure 160/98, temperature 42" one of the orderlies said as he handed Sydney's file to one of the nurses. "Room three" she told the orderly. Michael started to follow but was stopped by another nurse. "Excuse me sir, where are you going?"
"With my wife" Michael replied before starting to walk off again.
"Give her a minute to settle in first." Michael nodded and sat down in one of the chairs that lined the wall. "Congratulations" the ward clerk said. Michael looked up at the woman "Thanks." Sydney's nurse came out of her room "Your wife is asking to see you sir." Michael nodded and rose from his seat, heading into Sydney's room. He walked over to her bed and picked up her hand. He noticed that an IV had been attached to her arm and that she still had the oxygen mask on. Michael rubbed her forehead and picked up her hand, kissing it softly. "Hey sweetie, I don't want you to worry cos I'm here."
"It hurts, Michael, it hurts" she choked out in response. He
wiped the tears from her eyes "Don't worry Syd, you'll be fine, I promise."
"What about the baby?" she asked softly "What if we lose it?"
"We can always try again, don't' worry about it, we'll worry about it if it happens." Sydney's eyes began to droop just as the nurse walked into the room. Michael looked at the nurse concerned "Doctor Hammond, wrote her up for some pain killers that won't harm the baby, she'll be quite drowsy though." Michael nodded.
A little later that afternoon, a doctor walked in with the ultrasound equipment. Sydney, who had woken up a few minutes earlier, gripped Michael's hand even tighter as the nurse prepared to preform Sydney's ultrasound.
A/N: I'm gonna leave it there. Let me know what you think, was it good or bad? Please review and let me know, the more reviews I get the quicker I'll update! Also please R/R Three Little Words, and then I'll update that too. LOL Alyce.