When we met.

Full of Sickness.

Day Before Going Home:

The rest of the week was full of work on Logan's behalf but full of pleasure when they saw each other again on the night. The way they acted on the night anyone would have thought they hadn't touched each other in years and even if Lindsey was tired, Logan wanted her still. As they awoke for their last day of the holiday Lindsey was full of light and willing to do anything that day. She glided down the stairs and to the kitchen so that she could prepare breakfast for herself and Logan and decided on a full English breakfast. Whilst cooking she hummed along to some tunes on the radio and already enjoyed the day ahead of her. Whilst in her trance she didn't feel the breath of someone so close to her and as Logan wrapped his arms around her waist she jumped nearly dropping the breakfast with her. "Sorry amore didn't realise I had that effect on you", she turned around to see him smirking widely, "don't worry Logan it's perfectly fine". As she said his name purposely his eyes turned red and his smirk grew but Lindsey wasn't allowing anything to happen so returned to her cooking. "You're not getting away with it amore", he growled and hit her ass hard which made Lindsey let out a slight moan. "Sir I don't feel well, not today please", he suddenly changed and began checking her temperature to see what was wrong and Lindsey wasn't lying she truly was sick. Logan made her stop cooking and carried her to bed, "TV day today amore", he slowly placed her in bed and the sickness was taking its toll on her happy day. As Lindsey woke up this morning she had every intention to hide her illness but could not succeed as by 12 o'clock she was throwing her guts up for half an hour. As she unlocked the bathroom door Logan immediately took her in his arms and insisted on phoning a doctor before placing her back into bed.

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Lindsey's P.O.V

The happiness I felt this morning was abolished as my morning consumed of sickness. As I awoke feeling ruff I refused to let that show, especially to Logan but my plans changed and I ended up throwing up with his presence just behind the door. Once the doctor arrived Logan waited downstairs as the doctor ran some tests on me. Halfway through the tests, I had to run to the bathroom once more and the doctor left to go downstairs to see Logan. As he entered he told me the doctor was giving me a short while for the antibiotics to kick in and by the time tea time comes, my results would be ready for him to give.

Logan stuck to his word and abandoned his work on our last day only to spend time with me in bed watching movies when I say watching movies I mean he watched I slept mostly. He occasionally brought some snacks to the room that the doctor advised I eat if I want the antibiotics to kick in but every time I snacked, the sickness grew deeper. "What a way to end our holiday", I apologised profusely for about five minutes but every time I said it he made a tally and said that once I was better than was the number of spankings I would receive and by the time I had finished, I was up to 15. As Logan nurtured me through sickness I couldn't help but think about my mom and dad.

Flashback from Lindsey's younger selfs P.O.V:

"Hey honey, how you feeling", my mom sat next to me on the bed as she had taken the day off work to look after me. "I'm not good mommy", she kissed my head before giving me a thermometer to see if my temperature had improved in the last hour, "still a bit hot huh baby". As I lay in bed miserable I decided to get my dad to pick up my homework and schoolwork on the way back from work, I sound like a nerd I know but if I don't do it now, I'll have to catch up with it later.

"Mommy I don't want food tonight", she stared at me and nodded but my dad soon changed that as he wandered through my bedroom door. "Oh no, you can't honey, your having a little bit of something to keep the nutrients in your body", as a young girl I just didn't listen but got practically force fed by my father. Actually, that soup was the first meal I had kept down for a good 2 hours before being sick again.

"Hey cottontail you look after my piggy tail", he placed my teddy next to me and cuddled up to it before eventually falling asleep again in the day.

End of Flashback:

Logan's P.O.V:

I could see her thinking about something as her head lay nuzzled into my chest, I just chose to let her be distracted by something other than sickness. By the time the movie ended Lindsey lay fast asleep on my chest and I couldn't help but stare at her as she looked comfortable and gorgeous. Even though she's sick she still looks like one of the most beautiful women I have ever met but like Veronica, I am slowly bending the rules for this women but unlike Veronica, it doesn't seem as if Lindsey is taking advantage of it. It's nearly been two weeks since she's been my sub and although we've been through ups and downs, she's one of the only women I'd like to be around right now. I can't love her, I don't love her, in fact, I feel nothing towards her, just the pure desire for hot s*x with her to fulfil my needs.

Lindsey's P.O.V:

It got to 7 o'clock and the doctor arrived with the results. As he sent Logan downstairs he pulled up a chair next to the bed before taking in a deep sigh. "Miss Doughty, are you comfortable?" I nodded and I could hear the concern in his voice. "Go on Doctor please", I sat up a little in bed and placed a pillow behind my head as I felt dizzy.

"Miss Doughty, did you know you are pregnant?"