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Everything Has A Consequence. No Pain, No Gain

MichaelNeela, Think 1 month after the wedding.

I don't own anything.

Chapter 6

Neela was splayed out on her bed, lying on her back. She put her hand up and brushed it across her stomach as the baby moved. It had just started happening over the weekend...it was a new feeling for her.

The door squeaked open and Michael peered in first, then walked in. He sat down on the bed and began to stroke Neela's hair. She didn't move barely reverted her eyes off the wall. He bent his head and kissed her lightly. A small smile came on her face and he bent down again, for a longer make-out sort of kiss. She watched him only with her eyes until the kiss almost ended. Then she kissed him back and rolled over so they both on their sides in ones' arms. She moved is chest and felt his hand on her stomach. It was early, she was tired, soon she fell asleep.

When Neela woke up there was a churning in her stomach. Not baby churning...morning-sickness nausea to be exact. She groaned and sat up. She looked beside her. Michael wasn't there. Slowly she stood up and looked at the bed tables to her right and left. There was a piece of paper on the one far across the room. Holding her stomach she walked over, mumbling to her self. "He should of put it on the one closer to me so I wouldn't have to walk..." She laughed at herself; she wasn't even big yet...wait till she was waddling across the room.

The note said something about Michael going to the grocery. Neela's head felt too clouded to process it.

She heard the phone ring out in the kitchen and looked out the hall. Ray was working today, if she didn't answer it..no one would. A horrible feeling of having to throw up and dashed to the bathroom. She did throw up. Groaning and holding her head she stood up. The phone had stopped ringing and it seemed that just as she cuddled on the couch it rang again. Neela sighed heavily and stood up. She picked up the phone and answered it groggily. It was her mother. She ended the conversation quickly. "Uh...mom let me call you right back." She put her hand to her head. Her parents didn't yet know about the baby. She'd rather have that conversation later.

Now she wanted to sleep...really sleep. Yeah right. Well there was that book in her room. That sounded good. At least until she went in at noon. Michael had talked about shopping tomorrow. Shopping for everything. Clothes for her and things for the baby.

Noon:

Neela had had breakfast and was ready for her shift at County, besides being quite tired. She'd come awake often in the night.

Her mind wandered as she walked to the EL station. Another day at County. What was this pregnancy going to be like?