Logan stared out the small window into the inky darkness. They were somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, and thanks to a flight delay, it was the middle of the night. Seoul's time zone was 18 hours ahead of Hawaii's, so Logan had booked a flight that departed Kahului and arrived back in Seoul around 10:00 pm. Unfortunately, a storm front over the ocean had delayed their departure, and Logan clenched his fists nervously as the captain announced that they would be flying through the outer edges of a storm as they neared the Seoul. Reminding himself to relax, he looked down at Soo Ryeon. She was lying across the seats with her head in his lap, her hair fanned across his leg. She was sleeping peacefully for the moment, and Logan hoped that she was tired enough to sleep through the turbulence.

Watching her, Logan flattened his hand on her forehead and frowned. She'd awakened that morning with a slight fever, and Logan had added that symptom to the mental list he'd been compiling during their trip. He knew something was wrong, but had chosen, at least for the duration of their trip, to allow her to explain away her symptoms. He had a few ideas about what could be causing the problems she'd been experiencing, but, determined that they both have a worry-free vacation, he hadn't allowed himself much time to think about it. Now, however, there was nothing to distract him, and his mind sorted through his cache of medical knowledge. He pulled out his phone and typed a reminder to call Dr. Goo's office to schedule an appointment, and was just sliding it back into his pocket when the first streak of lightning lit the sky.

The seatbelt light blinked on, and Logan shifted slightly to fasten his belt. His movement stirred Soo Ryeon enough that he was able to ease her upright, clip her belt, and lean her into his side. He slid his arm around her and pulled her head into the hollow below his shoulder. She stirred again, and then nestled into him with a sleepy sigh. He smiled. She looked adorable when she slept, even in a less-than-ideal environment like this. A thick brown curl dropped across her face, and Logan lifted it carefully and tucked it behind her ear. The flashes of light outside were coming more frequently, in sharp contrast with the darkened cabin. The plane bounced a few times, and Logan noticed that passengers around them were waking because of the movement and light. Still, Soo Ryeon slept on.

A squall of rain spattered against the windows, and a big bump of turbulence finally jolted Soo Ryeon awake. She looked around, dazed, and Logan pulled her hand into his lap, lacing their fingers together. When her gaze landed on Logan, her eyes were wide with alarm.

"A storm?" she asked softly.

"Yeah," he nodded, squeezing her hand. "We'll be fine, though. We're almost home."

The noise of the rain outside grew louder, and at some point it turned to hail, pummeling the aircraft as it bounced and shuddered through the air. It took only minutes for Soo Ryeon to get sick, and Logan held back her hair as she hunched over the airsick bag. When she was finished, she leaned back into Logan's side.

"Have I mentioned that I'm not a huge fan of flying?" she groused.

He smiled. "Once or twice."

"This is like my flight to Daegu for the reunion," she mumbled, flinching as they hit another rough patch.

"No, it's not," Logan argued gently, squeezing her hand. "You don't have to face it alone. I'm here to take care of you."

A blinding flash of lightning burst outside, followed almost immediately by a loud thunderclap. She burrowed into his side, and he tightened his arm around her.

"Logan, I'm scared," she whispered against him.

"I know, baby," he murmured, pressing a kiss into her hair. "But we're together, and it's going to be okay."

The next 45 minutes were pure torture for Soo Ryeon as the plane swayed and shook, and she got sick again and again. She could hear other passengers around her getting sick as well, but that didn't make her feel any better. Her throat burned with stomach acid, and her head pounded. Logan did all he could to soothe her, rubbing her back, holding her hand, and wiping away her tears. When the pilot finally announced that they were on final approach to land, Soo Ryeon nearly wept with relief. As they touched down and taxied toward the gate, Soo Ryeon decided that she wasn't going to fly again for a long, long time.

...~«ώ»~...

It was nearly 2:00 am by the time they made it back to their house. Soo Ryeon was still feeing nauseous, and after a quick trip to the bathroom, she collapsed into bed, still fully clothed. Logan retrieved a basin from under the bathroom sink and left it by Soo Ryeon's side, hoping that she wouldn't need it. She normally recovered from her airsickness fairly quickly after the flight was over, but this had been far from a "normal" flight. The longer and more stressful the flight, the longer it took for her to feel better. After her flight had made an emergency landing on the way to Daegu the previous month, Soo Ryeon had been sick for nearly 24 hours after she was on the ground, according to Stella Lee. Logan pulled off his wife's shoes and tucked the covers around her before circling the bed, kicking off his shoes, and crawling in beside her.

...~«ώ»~...

When Soo Ryeon awoke Saturday morning, it was well past 9:00, and Logan's side of the bed was vacant. The smell of bacon and toast wafted from the kitchen, and Soo Ryeon's stomach suddenly remembered its aggravation from the night before. She sat up in bed uncertainly, battling the rising nausea, and then threw off the covers and dashed into the bathroom as her mutinous stomach reversed itself. After she finished, she rose quickly, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and had just settled back into bed when Logan pushed open the bedroom door with a breakfast tray in his hands.

"Oh good, you're awake," he greeted cheerfully. "How do you feel?"

"Better," she answered, pasting on a smile. "You made breakfast for me? How sweet!"

"Anything for my beautiful bride," Logan grinned, stooping to kiss her before laying the tray across her lap. "I guess you won't be needing this anymore." He took the empty basin from her bedside table and carried it back to the bathroom.

Soo Ryeon stared down at the tray, mentally giving her unsettled stomach a pep talk. She picked up a piece of buttered toast and took a tentative bite. It tasted good, and went down just fine.

"I need to go pick up my tux for the reception tonight," Logan told her when he returned. "Do you need anything while I'm out?"

She thought for a minute, and then shook her head. "Just hurry back. I've been spoiled for the past week, having you with me all the time. I'll miss you."

He smiled sentimentally. "Aw, I'll miss you too, sweetheart. I won't be gone long, I promise." He leaned down to kiss her once more, and then strode out of the room. Soo Ryeon waited until she heard the front door close and Logan's car start in the driveway before she got up and padded to the kitchen. There, she lifted the toast from her plate and dumped the rest of the food in the garbage. She took her toast and a bottle of water outside and sat on the back step, needing to escape the smells that threatened to reverse her stomach again. Tears pricked the backs of her eyes as she sat there, deep in thought.

Now that they were back from their amazing vacation, Soo Ryeon knew that it was time to share her fears with Logan. The fibroids were back. She knew it. She'd tried her best to explain away the symptoms, to downplay their significance, but she knew how she felt, and she knew that she'd felt it before. The tinge of pain she'd felt the last time she and Logan had made love had sealed the diagnosis in her mind. Everything—the pain, nausea, fatigue, headaches—was consistent with the symptoms she'd experienced in the months before her tumors were discovered. Far worse than the certainty Soo Ryeon felt about her problem was the knowledge that the growth of new tumors, especially in less than two months, most likely sealed the fate of her uterus. This time, she was sure, it would have to come out.

As upsetting as that reality was for Soo Ryeon, she realized that she was more emotionally prepared to accept it now. During their trip to Hawaii, Logan had made sure that she knew, every minute of every day, that he loved her and wanted to be with her. Throughout the ordeal of her surgeries, Soo Ryeon had often wondered whether Logan would have married her if he'd known she may not be able to bear his children. Now, she knew the answer. He'd renewed his vows to her, promised her his life, knowing full well that their life together may not include biological children. He loved her, and he'd chosen her, again, with all the cards on the table. Finally, deep in her heart, Soo Ryeon knew that they would be okay.

...~«ώ»~...

Logan and Soo Ryeon were scheduled to meet Yoon Cheol and Yoon Hee and their families at the Seoul Design Center's Galleria at 1:00 to help set up. After that, they would get dressed and pose for photos with the wedding party before the formal reception began at 5:00. Yoon Hee was giddy with excitement, and squealed with delight when Logan and Soo Ryeon walked into the room.

"Soo Ryeon, oh my gosh, how are you?" Yoon Hee asked, pulling her friend into a hug.

"I'm good," Soo Ryeon laughed. "How are you, Mrs. Oh Yoon Hee? How was your honeymoon?"

"Magical, wonderful, perfect," Yoon Hee enthused. "What about yours?"

"Magical, wonderful, perfect," Soo Ryeon echoed, smiling back at Logan when his hands settled on her shoulders. "We renewed our vows."

"That's so sweet," Yoon Hee exclaimed. "I hope Yoon Cheol takes a page or two from the 'Logan Lee Manual on How to Romance a Woman.'"

Logan chuckled. "He must've managed all right on his own, or he wouldn't have landed you."

Yoon Hee grinned at both of them. "Soo Ryeon, it's a good thing I've got such an amazing man of my own, or I might be fighting you for this guy."

"Sorry, Yoon Hee," Logan replied easily. "My heart is very much taken."

"Yo,Logan Lee," Yoon Cheol called from across the room. "How about a hand over here?"

Logan patted Soo Ryeon's arm. "Duty calls. Yoon Hee, don't work my wife too hard. She's still feeling under the weather from our flight last night." His attention returned to Soo Ryeon, and he kissed her cheek. "See you later, gorgeous."

She watched him walk away, and when her gaze returned to her friend, Yoon Hee's expression was sympathetic. "Yoon Cheol said you guys had a rough flight."

"Yeah," Soo Ryeon nodded. "The lightning was terrible. And the turbulence…" She shuddered, remembering the tense and miserable time in the air.

"Sorry, sweetie," Yoon Hee said. "But other than that, how was your trip?" She leaned closer. "Any baby-making activities in paradise?"

Soo Ryeon blushed, remembering the passion she and Logan had shared.

"Ooh, I think I have my answer," Yoon Hee laughed.

"Okay, okay, enough about me," Soo Ryeon insisted. "Tell me what you and Yoon Cheol did on your honeymoon. Besides the obvious."

"Well, we went scuba diving—it was so cool!" Yoon Hee enthused. "And Yoon Cheol tried to teach me how to skim-board… that didn't end well. Oh, and we went on a tour and saw the most amazing waterfall…"

Soo Ryeon's blush deepened, and Yoon Hee laughed again.

"Soo Ryeon, it looks like you and I have a lot to talk about!" she exclaimed, glancing around the room as more people walked in. "But for now, we'd better get to work."

...~«ώ»~...

After the prep work was done, the wedding party got dressed in private rooms at the venue. Yoon Hee twirled giddily in her wedding dress, causing the hairdresser to scold her in a foreign language that no one understood. Yoon Hee's mom fussed over her, smoothing imaginary wrinkles from her dress, and then moved on to her niece, the flower girl. When the women emerged, dressed, pressed, and polished, the men were posing for photographs in the Galleria, handsome in their black tuxedos. Logan caught Soo Ryeon's eye and winked at her, and she smiled back at him appreciatively.

The venue was spectacular, with a four-story atrium, large indoor balconies that circled the room, and a majestic multi-level stage where a band would perform for the reception. There were giant screens flanking the stage, where photos of Yoon Cheol and Yoon Hee's wedding in Hawaii would be displayed, and a retractable skylight that could be opened. There were hundreds of photo opportunities to take advantage of in such a beautiful space, and hours later, Soo Ryeon was convinced that the photographer had explored each and every one of them. They'd traipsed all over the facility, posing on balconies, staircases, landings, stages, and patios. When the photographer paused to change his memory card, Soo Ryeon rubbed her temples, willing away the headache that pounded there.

"Hey, are you okay?" Logan asked softly from behind her. His hands rested on her waist, and he turned her slightly toward him, earning a frown from the overzealous photographer.

"My head hurts, but I'm all right," she told him. "Either my hairdo is too tight, or I've been smiling about two hours too long."

"I'd have to go with the second one," he murmured. "My cheeks may be permanently frozen this way."

She giggled, turning to sneak a quick look at him. The photographer cleared his throat in agitation, and Soo Ryeon waited until he snapped off several more shots before she whispered back, "I'd love to see you giving a patient bad news with that grin plastered on your face."

His laugh tickled the back of her neck. "That wouldn't go over so well. I'd have to find a specialty where I only ever give people good news."

"I don't think such a specialty exists," Soo Ryeon countered. "Of course, whenever you have bad news to deliver, you could always send a nurse to do it."

"Hey, I heard that," Yoon Hee hissed next to them, never breaking her smile. The photographer paused to reposition, and Yoon Hee glanced toward her friends. "I think I'd give up half my salary to have my work shoes on right now. How did I pick such uncomfortable shoes for this reception?"

"We're not exactly living it up in these monkey suits, babe," Yoon Cheol interjected. "What I wouldn't give for some board shorts and a t-shirt right about now."

As the newlyweds bantered back and forth, Soo Ryeon leaned back into Logan's chest. He massaged her neck and shoulders gently, trying to relieve the tension he felt there. Finally, mercifully, the photographer declared that he was finished with the wedding party, except for the bride and groom. Logan jabbed Yoon Cheol in the side as he made his escape, mocking him, and dodged when Yoon Cheol swatted at him. A few steps away, Soo Ryeon's vision blurred, and she gripped the balcony railing to steady herself.

"Soo Ryeon?" Yoon Hee released Yoon Cheol's arm, alarmed as she noticed her friend's distress.

Logan and Yoon Cheol both rushed forward as Soo Ryeon swayed. Logan caught her just as her knees buckled, and he carried her over to a padded bench nearby.

"Somebody get her some water," Yoon Cheol barked as Logan lowered his wife to the bench and sat beside her, keeping a firm hold on her. Yoon Cheol knelt in front of her and lifted her wrist to feel her pulse. Logan pulled the zipper of her dress down a few inches, giving her more room to breathe. Yoon Hee hovered nearby, and the rest of the wedding party stood back awkwardly.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Logan asked anxiously. "Are you nauseous?" She shook her head. "Dizzy?" She nodded. His hand swept across her flushed cheeks. "Fever's back," he muttered to himself.

Yoon Hee's brother approached with a bottle of water, and Logan lifted Soo Ryeon's chin to encourage her to drink it. She took several swallows before she seemed to refocus on the people around her. Her face reddened when she saw everyone watching her, and she tried to wriggle out of Logan's hold.

"Whoa, whoa, you're not going anywhere," Logan stopped her.

"Logan, everyone's staring at me," she whispered. "Please, let me up. It's Yoon Cheol and Yoon Hee's day. I can't ruin it for them."

Yoon Hee was close enough to hear her friend's quiet words, and she took action, directing the attendants and family members back to the main floor to greet early-arriving guests. When she returned, she sat on Soo Ryeon's other side and patted her friend's leg.

"Soo Ryeon, don't you worry about us," Yoon Hee insisted. "You had a rough flight last night, and you've been on your feet for hours. What did you eat for lunch?"

"Just some yogurt," Soo Ryeon shrugged. "I wasn't really hungry. Logan made a big breakfast for me." She hoped Logan hadn't noticed how little of the big breakfast she'd actually eaten.

"Well, we're just going to have to do something about that," Yoon Hee said decisively. "I can't have my matron of honor falling down on the job."

Soo Ryeon smiled, and Logan was relieved to see that the color was returning to her cheeks.

"Logan, take her down to the kitchen and ask the catering staff to fix her a plate," Yoon Hee instructed.

"Okay, but if she still feels sick after that, I might have to take her home," Logan answered.

Soo Ryeon's eyes widened. "Logan, I'm not sick," she insisted. "We can't miss the reception. I just need to rest for a minute, and then I'll be fine. Please."

Her eyes pleaded with him to understand, while an unspoken conversation passed between them. We both know there's something wrong. Please, just let it go for now. I'm worried about you. I know, but let's just get through tonight and then we'll deal with it.

Finally, Logan nodded. "Okay, we'll see you guys downstairs." He glanced at the impatient photographer and then grinned impishly at Yoon Cheol. "Maybe."

Yoon Cheol looked at his wife pleadingly. "Yoon Hee, please, can we tell this guy that enough's enough? Seriously, we're going to have to buy a bigger house just to store all these pictures."

Yoon Hee took a few steps toward the railing and looked down, seeing their guests beginning to arrive. "Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea."

"Okay, good," Yoon Cheol answered, grinning as he turned toward the elevator. "Let me know how he takes it."

"Yoon Cheol Ha, get back here this instant." Yoon Hee's voice was frigid, although a barely-perceptible smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Logan was almost sure he saw Yoon Cheol flinch.

"Ooh, she used the full name word," Logan taunted. He fought back a snicker as Yoon Hee faced down her husband, hands on hips, looking more like a warrior princess than a princess bride.

"I'll take care of it," Yoon Cheol said meekly, mumbling as he walked by, something about the photographer being 'the lesser of the two evils.' He took a wide path around his formidable wife, and after he passed, Yoon Hee turned to smile and wink at Logan and Soo Ryeon before following him.

Logan helped Soo Ryeon to her feet and walked her slowly toward the elevator, and they both laughed as they heard Yoon Cheol arguing with the photographer, barely getting a word in edgewise. By the time they reached the ground floor and looked up at the newlyweds, they were posing, defeated, as camera flashes went off with a vengeance.

...~«ώ»~...

When Yoon Cheol and Yoon Hee finally managed to escape the clutches of the maniacal photographer, the reception went smoothly. The food was delicious, and the guests were delighted with the slide show of photos from the wedding in Hawaii. After the toasts, the band played dance music, and guests crowded the dance floor. Logan and Soo Ryeon danced alongside their friends, and Logan could tell that Soo Ryeon was feeling better. She smiled and laughed and chatted animatedly with their friends and co-workers from the hospital. Several times, Soo Ryeon looked up and caught Logan staring at her, appreciating her curves in her cream-colored bridesmaid gown. She winked cheekily at him, and even teased him once by sliding the hem of her dress up a few inches to reveal her tanned legs. As the sky darkened and the stars twinkled through the skylight, Soo Ryeon's energy began to wane, and Logan, ever watchful, took her hand and guided her over to say good night to their hosts.

...~«ώ»~...

When they got home, the couple wearily changed into more comfortable clothes, and then Logan led Soo Ryeon to the sofa and sat next to her.

"Soo Ryeon," he began, "we need to talk about your health. I didn't say anything about your symptoms in Hawaii, but we can't ignore them any longer."

Soo Ryeon sighed. "I know. I've avoided thinking about it, but we need to face reality." She swallowed hard, glanced down at her hands, and then looked resolutely at her husband. "I think there are more fibroids in my uterus."

He nodded, his mouth a thin line. "I thought of that. What makes you think that's what it is?"

"It feels the same," she told him. "Remember back in December, when I was so tired and sick? Dr. Goo said that's when the tumors started growing." She looked down. "That's what's happening, isn't it?"

He covered her hands with his. "I don't want to jump to conclusions just yet. But if it is, it won't change anything between us. You know that, right?"

She looked into his eyes and smiled, touching his face with her fingertips. "I do know. And I love you even more because of it."

Touched, he slid an arm around her and pulled her close, kissing her temple. Then he took a long breath. "Sweetheart, when's the last time you took a pregnancy test?"

She pulled back to frown at him. "A few days before we left for Hawaii. But Logan, I told you, I had my period…" She paused, mentally calculating. "…like ten days ago."

He traced a finger down her arm and stared meaningfully at her. "Maybe we conceived a baby while we were in Hawaii," he said softly.

She smiled. "I love that thought. Even if we did, though, you know it'd be too early to register a positive test result."

He shrugged. "I know. Maybe it's just wishful thinking, but it's hard for me to think about you having to go through another surgery so soon." His eyes dropped, and she saw a rare vulnerability in his expression. It melted her heart.

"It'll be okay, Logan," she said softly, slipping her hand into his and lacing their fingers. "I'll be okay. It's taken me a long time to believe that, but I do now." She touched his cheek, turning him to face her. "I'll take a test if you want, but only if you're ready to face the implications if it turns out to be negative."

He thought for a minute, contemplating the options. Finally, he met her eyes resolutely. "Wishful thinking is nice for awhile, but we need to know what we're up against, so we can face it together."

Soo Ryeon nodded and pushed to her feet, stooping to kiss him before she made her way to the bathroom.

...~«ώ»~...

Soo Ryeon's bravado began to fade as she and Logan sat side by side on the bed, and when the timer went off in the bathroom, she tensed. Her reaction surprised her. She knew what the result would be, but she suddenly felt unprepared to face the confirmation that the fibroids were back.

"Logan, I can't look," she told him fearfully. "I'm not ready."

"Whatever happens, Soo Ryeon, we'll get through it together," he reminded her. He leaned to kiss her gently before pushing himself off the bed and trudging into the bathroom. To Soo Ryeon it seemed like he was in there forever, but it couldn't have been more than half a minute. He came out, his face unreadable, and she felt her shoulders sag as she blinked back the inevitable tears. He crossed the room and she stood into his arms, surprised at how tightly he held her.

"I'm sorry, Logan," she sighed against his chest.

"We're going to have a baby," he murmured into her hair.

"I know. We'll deal with the fibroids and then start trying again…" she answered, but he suddenly gripped her arms and took a step back to meet her eyes.

"Soo Ryeon." His voice was soft, but his eyes held an intensity that dawned on her belatedly. "Forget the fibroids. The test is positive. Sweetheart, you're pregnant. We're going to have a baby!"

Her hands flew to her mouth to cover her gasp, and her eyes widened impossibly as Logan's entire face was consumed by an ecstatic grin. He bent and swept her up into his arms, spinning her around the room jubilantly. She laughed euphorically, gripping his shoulders to keep herself steady.

Finally, he lowered her to sit on the bed, parting her legs to stand between them. He cupped her face tenderly and bent to kiss away the joyful tears that streamed down her cheeks.

"Say it again," she whispered.

"Soo Ryeon, you are pregnant," he told her seriously. "There's a baby growing inside you, a baby that we created together. We did it, sweetheart. We're having a baby!"

"Are you sure?" she asked, fearful that she'd somehow misunderstood.

He laughed. "Do I need to present my medical degree as proof that I can read a plus sign on a pregnancy test?"

"No," she answered sheepishly. "But what about… I mean, I had a period. How can I be pregnant?"

"Sometimes women bleed when the fertilized egg implants itself in the lining of the uterus," he told her. "It's called 'implantation bleeding.'"

Her mind raced, trying to understand. "So that means… in Hawaii…"

"You were already pregnant," he finished for her. He laughed. "I married a knocked-up bride!"

"Hey, you're the one who knocked me up," she replied good-naturedly. "I guess I should've listened to Yoon Hee, when she was so insistent about timing and…" Her eyes widened as she remembered the reception in Hawaii. "Oh no, Logan, I drank some champagne! If I'd known, I never would've…" She looked up at him, panicked. "What if…"

He stopped her with a finger on her lips. "A few sips of champagne won't hurt the baby," he assured her with a tender smile.

Soo Ryeon had imagined this moment a thousand times, but the tidal wave of emotions that washed over her was far greater than anything she'd ever dreamed. Logan's lips covered hers again, kissing her deeply. When she raised her hands to his cheeks, she felt tears there. Her heart melted, and she fell in love with him all over again.

"We're having a baby," she whispered, loving the way the words felt on her lips.

"We're having a baby," he confirmed softly, dusting kisses all over her face. "Soo Ryeon, I love you so much."

"I love you, Logan," she replied. "I can't believe it."

"Believe it, beautiful," he countered, settling beside her and pulling her close. "You're having my baby. Our baby." His hand settled on her tummy and he looked at her, his eyes filled with wonder.

It was, just as Soo Ryeon had said, time to face reality. Their sweet dreams were finally coming true.

The End

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