Laurel worked like clockwork. She came right on time to accompany Ellis to the bath but found her curled up against Logan, groaning. Logan stroked her hair, hoping he could comfort her. "Come on," Laurel coaxed. "I'm turning inside out. Leave me alone..." she groaned. "Oh, you're pregnant," Laurel commented, surprised. She didn't say any more about how it happened and what not and left it to Ellis to explain later. "Yes, any other disease could be cured, apparently," Ellis snapped. She felt horrible immediately. "The nausea is making me cranky," she explained. "Don't lie. This is your real personality. You have been holding for so long. It is finally coming out!" Laurel burst into laughter. Ellis glared. "Go without me. I don't want to go...""Come one," Laurel insisted. "You need to.""Do I stink?" she whispered. She surreptitiously smelled herself but found nothing wrong. Were her senses da
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