Captured: The Sheik's Bride Ch. 10

A/N: Sorry for this update taking so long guys, don't be surprised if this chapter sucks. The writer's block has been chewing on my brain for quite awhile. I'm trying to get Leanna to start showing some spirit, she's been lacking it since she got caught up in Fahmeer.

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The next morning Leanna woke feeling a bit better, she was to be discharged from the hospital today, with orders to stay in bed for one week to allow her back to heal. Ever since she had found out that she was pregnant yesterday, Leanna had ignored anyone who tried to talk to her. She couldn't talk to anyone yet, she still couldn't get past the fact that she was pregnant. The thought of protection hadn't even entered her mind. She hadn't been feeling all that well lately, though she had just attributed it to stress. Ironically when this thought passed she encountered a wave of nausea. Leanna groaned and crawled into the fetal position. She hated being sick. She breathed in deeply and waited, hoping the nausea would soon pass. In five minutes it did, and Leanna sighed in relief. She groaned and sat back on the hospital bed...she had weeks of morning sickness ahead of her, the thought was enough to make her sick. She turned at the sound of the door opening. She grimaced, seeing Khadeem enter the room. She watched as he sat down in the chair next to her bed.

"How are you feeling sweet?"

Leanna didn't answer, she looked away from him, aching to have him hold her and tell her everything would be okay, that he loved her, though she knew that was an unrealistic wish. Without warning a surge of nausea came upon her. She realized with horror that this was the real deal. Groaning she swung her legs over the side of the bed, ignoring Khadeem's sharp exclamation she tried to get up out of the bed but a sharp piercing pain in her back had her gasping for air, which only aided the nausea. Clapping a hand over her mouth she once again attempted to get up, desperate to get to the bathroom before she lost control.

Before she could get up though, Khadeem was in front of her, pushing her back down on the bed.

"No!" She exclaimed.

Khadeem looked at her face and practically saw her turning green. With a muttered oath he scooped her up into his arms and within four strides was in the bathroom with her. He sat on the ground with her and held her while she convulsed. Neither heard the door open, Khadeem to busy trying to soothe Leanna; Leanna to busy grasping the toilet, trying to get control. Upon entering the room Leanna's parents and three brothers saw no one. Thinking the worst they all went to re-exit the room to alert someone, but before they could they heard retching coming from the little bathroom that adjoined the room. Walking to the bathroom they saw Khadeem sitting on the floor crooning sweet nothings into Leanna's ear, trying to soothe her as she convulsed repeatedly.

"Should we get the doctor?" David's voice rung out in the silent room.

Leanna was jerked back from her orgy of misery upon hearing her father's voice. Turning in Khadeem's arms she saw her whole family standing in the doorway, she mortified to realize they had all seen her being sick. This prompted another bout of sickness.

"Please," was the response Leanna's father got from Khadeem.

David left the room in search of a doctor. Meanwhile Leanna had stopped being sick, for the moment. She sat back against Khadeem's chest shivering. The warmth from his hard body radiated off of him and she sank into him. Throwing-up turned her into such a baby.

Seeing that she seemed done being sick for the moment Khadeem got up off of the floor, with her still in his arms. He turned on the water at the sink and grabbing a paper cup he filled it with water and handed it to her. She accepted it gratefully, washed out her mouth then took a sip. Khadeem had grabbed a paper towel and moistened it with warm water. Carrying her back to the hospital bed he gently set her down then pulled the covers over her. He took the towel and gently washed her face. He discarded the towel then sat on the edge of her bed and held her hand. Her mother and brothers surrounded the bed also, she avoided all their gazes, still embarrassed about them seeing her being so violently sick and seeing her cozying up with Khadeem. She mentally hit herself, why of all men did she have to love him? Trust her to fall in love with a man that bought her.

The door to her room once again opened and in came her doctor followed by her father. The doctor asked her to sit up so he could examine her. She grimaced as she did, her back protested, the stress of having her trying to leap off the bed along with the painkillers wearing off taking its toll. After a few minutes the doctor announced all the bout of sickness had been was morning sickness, something she could have told him, and announced that her back seemed fine, and when ready her family could take her home. With that announcement he left them to themselves again. Khadeem turned to her father.

"I don't know if she should go home yet, she seemed quite sick." He stated.

"Hmm, I don't know, it might be an idea to keep her here another day," her father observed. "What do you think Evie?" He asked turning toward his wife.

Leanna watched aghast as her whole family and Khadeem discussed her as if she wasn't there. She knew they meant well but for God's sake she wasn't six-years old anymore! Before she could say anything though a nurse entered the room and shoo-ed everyone out, telling them she was going to help Leanna dress. Her family and Khadeem did leave, not before asking the nurse to wait a moment while they asked the doctor what he thought about taking Leanna home. The nurse agreed and went with all of them to talk to the doctor.

Incensed, Leanna got up from the bed once the door was closed and snatched her clothes off of the rack next to the bed. Ignoring the pain in her back she got dressed and walked out the door. Common sense was beyond her at this point. She was tired of being thought of as helpless. If she had to, she'd find her own damned way home; she'd walk if she had to. Walking towards the doors leading outside she marveled at how no one noticed her leaving. Not that she minded, she'd rather not subject an unknowing nurse to her anger right now.

Luckily she'd had her cell phone on her when she fell off of Annie. It had been on the shelf along with her clothes. Once she walked out the door she flipped open her phone and called her best friend Callie, and asked her to pick her up. Luckily Callie didn't ask questions as to why she was at the hospital in the first place, and promised to be there in a minute, seeing as she practically lived in the hospitals back yard.

Ignoring the pain in her back Leanna walked on towards the hospitals parking entrance. As promised Callie showed up in less than a minute. Sighing with relief Leanna opened the passenger door to Callie's old truck and painfully climbed in. As they drove off she sent up a thanks that no one had stopped her, it was high time she took some initiative over the crazy past weeks in her life.