With a soft groan Elizabeth flushed the toilet, watching as her breakfast flushed down in the water. She didn't know what came over her and had no idea what would of caused her to vomit. She had nothing foul to eat, nothing was food poisoning she was sure, unless her cooking was that horrid. But it didn't taste that bad and Will seemed to enjoy it.

But for the past few days she had been very nauseous and she knew that Will noticed. He didn't leave for work until mid morning and that was about time where Elizabeth would rush to the washroom. It confused him but Elizabeth assured that she was fine. But Will was not convinced.

But even in afternoons, and even in evenings she would vomit. Will was home by afternoon and he would often walk in the house with Elizabeth upstairs in the washroom.

And it was a Friday; Will had Friday's was and 'tis he was already awake…getting dress in their bedroom.

Just then, she heard a knock on the washroom door and heard her husband's footsteps. Elizabeth looked at his boot from the corner of her eye and then cast her gaze away. She heard Will kneeling at her side and felt his hand brush against the back of her neck, pushing aside her slightly tattered over her shoulder.

"Elizabeth," Will said, his voice almost a whisper. She gripped the sides of the toilet as she felt another wave of nauseous. "Are you alright?"

She didn't answer. She leaned forward over the toilet and vomited once more. Will held her around the waist, gently rubbing her back and once she was done, Elizabeth leaned against him, now a bit weary. She wiped her mouth with her hand and pressed her face in his neck, where he heard soft cries from her lips. Will pulled her closer and kissed her head softly as she played with the buttons of his shirt.

Will stood up, grasping Elizabeth's hands and helped her up, and then he picked her up in his arms and carried her out the washroom and into their bedroom.

"Shhh," Will murmured in a soothing tone, setting her gently on top of the covers. Will was quick to go around his side of the bed and sat beside her. Instantly, Elizabeth went up to his side and her head nestled against his shoulder.

"Will…"

"Shhh…"

Will smoothed back her hair and took one of her hands and kissed it. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled his neck. They just laid there, content in each others arms. But Elizabeth had an idea to why she was vomiting…