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CHAPTER 70

You wake up hours later to a nauseous feeling, and immediately get up running to the bathroom.

You hold your hair back as you throw up into the toilet. Ughhh come on kid.

"You okay in there?" Anna asks knocking on the door.

"Yeah I'm okay, I just need a minute," you say taking a deep breath. You flush the toilet and wipe your mouth before stepping out.

"Shouldn't you be asleep?" You ask, "I hope I didn't wake you."

"Honey I have 2 kids under 3, I don't sleep much these days." Anna says laughing.

"Yeah, you don't sleep for long after you have kids," Charlotte says laughing.

"Great," you say sitting down opening a can of ginger ale.

Luckily you're close to landing and soon you see the tarmac under the wheels. You close your eyes and feel the wheels touch down. You take a deep breath and pull your phone out to text Pierre that you landed.

See you soon love. He texts back almost immediately.

The plane pulls to a stop and the three of you stand up gathering your things. John has your room keys this time so you're planning on stopping by the hotel quickly before heading to the track for qualifying. You grab your purse and head off the plane first starting to feel nauseous again. You take a deep breath of fresh air once you step out and smile when you smell cinnamon rolls. You look around and see John and Pierre standing off to the side, a box of Cinnamon Rolls in Pierre's hands, and start running to him. Pierre passes the box of cinnamon rolls to John, and you jump into his arms.

"Please don't leave us alone again," you say tears in your eyes. "We fly out and back together from now on, okay?" You say looking into Pierre's eyes.

"Okay." Pierre says smiling and you lean down to kiss him.

"I love you, but baby needs a cinnamon roll," you say jumping out of Pierre's arms and reaching for a cinnamon roll.

"Baby? Or you?" Pierre asks laughing.

"Both," you say mouthful of cinnamon roll.

"Charles never met me with waffles," Charlotte says smiling at the two of you, pushing your suitcase towards the car.

"Carlos either," Anna says laughing.

"Alright you lovebirds, we should get going if Pierre's going to make it back to the track on time for Qualifying." John says grabbing the bags and putting them into the trunk. You chuckle and climb into the back seat with Charlotte, and Anna.

Luckily it's a quick drive to the hotel, and you quickly change into a tight dress for qualifying.

"Damn, I've got the hottest wife on the grid," Pierre says as you step out of the bathroom.

"Well, I don't have too much longer before this belly pops, so I'm going to enjoy these tight dresses while I can." You say smiling. "But no way I'm lasting in heels all day, so I am going to have to pair this with sneakers."

"Still hot in my eyes," Pierre says kissing you.

"We are going to be late if we keep this up," you say kissing him back.

"So?" Pierre asks lowering his hands down your back.

"Christian will kill you." You say laughing and Pierre sighs.

"You're right, but we are picking this back up later." Pierre says opening the door for you, and you grab your purse with your passes heading back outside where John is waiting with Anna and Charlotte.