Chapter Eighteen:

Michelle pressed her hands over her stomach. She suddenly felt a wave of nausea come over her as she tried to get up. It had been two weeks since the incident and they had not heard from Armand. Michelle groaned in pain as she lay in the bed. "Erik!"

She heard Erik's quick footsteps and suddenly saw him enter the room. "Yes angel?"

"Help." She said as she reached for him. He swiftly walked to her and grasped her hands to help her up. "Oh Erik, so dizzy." Erik gently picked her up in his arms and took her to their bathroom.

"Shh angel. You need to take deep breaths." He told her as he sat her on a chair and kneeled in front of her. He reached over to turn on a faucet over the tub and then grabbed a washcloth. He wet it, turned off the faucet, and gently wrang it out. "Are you still dizzy?"

"Yes." She answered.

"Can you eat?"

"Oh no Erik. I don't want anything to eat." Michelle replied.

Erik gently placed the washcloth over her forehead. "Michelle, I think you're pregnant angel. I hope I am not being to personal when asking this, when have you had your last cycle?"

"A little over a month ago." She responded.

He smiled then gently picked her up again and brought her to the bed to lay down. "Then you are pregnant." He then rearranged the washcloth on her forehead.

"Well it is not easy. I feel dizzy. I don't know if I will be able to dance today." Michelle replied.

"Oh no. You are not going to dance. You are expecting. There will be no dancing and no moving about at all."

"You're unfair."

He raised an eyebrow. "Unfair am I? Last I heard I am your husband and you are to obey me. You will stay in bed till I see you fit to get out of bed."

"And what if I disobey?"

"Punishment." Erik answered.

"Oh? How will my husband punish me?"

He gently sat on the bed as not to disturb her too much. "I think i'll start with a swift spanking."

"Spanking? I am no child." Michelle responded.

"But you are my wife." Erik told her as he gently caressed her cheek.

"You are so unfair." She told him.

He smiled down at her. "Angel, I love you."

"I love you too Erik."

"When you're feeling better we will celebrate."

"Oh? What will we do?" Michelle questioned.

"Have a nice dinner. You know that I intend to feed you. Then i'll take you back to our bedrooom and have a little time to ourselves."

"Erik, I don't need to be fed."

"Indulge your husband angel. I want to do this for you. This is our first child and we don't exactly know what is going to happen in the months to follow."

"I'll tell you. I will be getting fatter as each month passes and you won't want a wife who is too moody and..." Erik silenced her with a passionate kiss to her lips.

"First, you are not going to be fat angel. I love you in any size, but you'll be growing because the child will be as well. Second, I can handle a moody wife. I certainly know how to put you in your place."

She ticked an eyebrow upwards as she grabbed his shoulders to pull him over her. "Indulge me by sleeping with me for a bit."

"Would you rather have me between your legs angel?" Erik questioned with a slight smirk.

"Monsieur Opera Ghost. You naughty man." Michelle commented as she suddenly parted her legs so he could lay over her gently.

"All in fun angel." He murmured softly in her ear then said, "I love you Michelle."

"I love you too Erik."

A/N:

Okay this week is going to be hectic so I thought I would put in a chapter. Sorry it's short! Next chapter is going to have some sex in it, so thought I would give you a warning. So anyway, thanks for the reviews! They keep me going!

Your obedient author,

Pyrite