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Her days have started to look mostly the same. She's still on the morning shift at the diner (which is fine, she likes being home with Neal in the evening), but she doesn't even really need to set an alarm anymore. It never fails, 6am rolls around and she's running for the bathroom. It doesn't matter what she ate the night before; every morning, like clockwork, she's making friends with the toilet.

She's so tired all the time too, and she can't even have coffee to wake up. Her one consolation right now is that she can eat whatever she wants.

The first thing she does when she gets home after work is go to take a shower. There are so many food smells clinging to her clothes, and to her skin, and she needs to be rid of them. She puts on something more comfortable – stretchy pants and one of Neal's t-shirts – and plops on the couch to wait for him to get home. Her belly is starting to grow larger and she's going to need to go shopping for some maternity clothes soon. How are they going to afford that?

She closes her eyes while waiting for him to get home. She's not even halfway through yet. It's going to be a long six more months.

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"Bring me some lunch!" she calls as he's on his way out the door. She already knows that she's not going to be able to make any for herself.

Neal felt himself smile as he slipped out the door. Work went painfully slow and his thoughts kept drifting back to Emma. Lunch couldn't have come any sooner. He grabbed them both a London Broil sandwich before heading back to the apartment. He hoped that Emma was in the mood for beef, if not he'd go out and grab something else.

"Emma?" He pushed open the door with his foot before dropping the keys on the table next to the door. "I'm home."

"I'm in here," she says from the living room. She's not in fact actually sitting around naked. She is wearing just a bathrobe though, since she never got dressed after her shower earlier. "Did you bring me lunch?"

"I did." He smiled at her, happy to see that she's relaxed and having a good time. "I hope you're in the mood for a sandwich." He stepped to the kitchen and put them both on plates before walking out towards where Emma was sitting.

He handed her a plate and then paused. "Want something to drink?" yeah, he'd forgotten about that.

"I'm in the mood for just about anything." As long as it's not fish. She can't handle that right now. "Yeah, some milk would be good."

Neal nodded his head and the left to fetch milk. He got himself a glass of water before settling in next to her with his sandwich. Her meal and drink had been placed on the end table, for whenever she was hungry enough to eat.

"What are you watching?"

"Something stupid and actually kind of boring." She picks up the remote and clicks off the TV. She leans her head on his shoulder. "Now you're here. You can entertain me."

Neal laughed softly. "And how am I going to do that?"

"I don't know. I'm sure you can come up with something." She has faith in him.

Neal laughed. "Eat first. Entertainment after. Tell me about your morning."

"I took a shower, I didn't feel like getting dressed, I waited for you to get home." Not much to tell, really. She does start eating her lunch though.

"So you're nice and relaxed?" He finished his lunch before gathering the trash and moving it over to the side. "We don't have the spend the afternoon making you relaxed."

He was only teasing her.

"You worked all morning." She reaches over to fuss with his hair. "I bet you could use some relaxing."

Neal cracked a smile as he looked over at her. "Oh? What do you have in mind?" He didn't let Emma pamper him often. He liked to be the one to take care of her but with her pregnancy, he more or less let her do what she wanted.

"I thought maybe we could do whatever you want, since you're the one who needs to relax." She's spent the morning doing what she wanted, now it's his turn.

Neal laughed softly as he settled next to her. He stretched out, allowing his muscles to relax while draping his arm over Emma's shoulders.

"Might seem boring but I'm happy just like this."

"Good. That's exactly my kind of afternoon." She leans her head on his shoulder, but then a moment later she's up, off the couch, and dashing into the bathroom.

"Emma?"

Neal rose and followed after her. He stopped just outside of the bathroom, giving her privacy if she wants it. "You okay?"

"Yeah." There's the sound of a toilet flushing and she comes back out of the room. "Looks like red meat is out too."

"I'll get you a glass of water." He flashed her a smile before disappearing into the kitchen. When he returned he put lunch away so she didn't have to smell the food.

"Can I get you anything else?"

"No, I'm fine now, thank you." She finishes the water and goes back to sit down on the couch again. "Let's see if there's something boring to watch."

Neal smiled and took a seat next to her. "Sounds like a plan." He looked over at her and with the sudden need to do something, spoke again.

"Want me to rub your feet?"

"Yeah, sure." She stretches out on the couch so that she can rest her feet in his lap. "That'd be nice."

Neal got in position at the end of the couch and lightly grabbed Emma's feet. He began kneading softly, in small circles, in the arch of her foot. He slowly moved over her whole soul and then pulled at each toe.

"Let me know if I miss a spot."

"Okay." She might not be able to though. She sounds like she's about to fall asleep, even though she's had a pretty relaxing, lazy morning already.

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