Running her hair brush through her short brown hair, Zoe gazed into the mirror. Today she decided to have her make up basic, nothing too heavy. Looking down at her wedding ring she smiled at the memories of her wedding day; one of the happiest days of her life so far. Pulling her slim black body con dress from her range of dresses out of her wardrobe, she slid into it, checking her figure in the mirror. She opted for her black mid-high heels, something right for the day ahead of her.

The sound of a 3 week old baby's cried echoed through the bedroom. Picking her daughter up from her Moses basket, Zoe held her close to her chest, rocking her gently back into a light sleep. Placing her sleeping baby back into her bed, Zoe watched her sleep; her small chest calmly rising then falling. The love she had for her daughter was stronger than anything Zoe had felt before, the love she felt for her husband was nothing compared to her daughter.

Leaning into the basket, Zoe kissed her daughter softly on her forehead light enough not to wake her up. "I love you Fallon Jordan" She whispered to her daughter; Fallon Louise Jordan. Zoe chose her name, she chose Fallon because she wanted a name no one else had, in Zoe's eyes Fallon was different, she was a miracle.

Continuing getting ready, Zoe noted her husband stood in the doorway, his head resting on the door frame as he peacefully watched his wife bond with their child.

"How long have you been stood there?" Zoe said as she put essentials in her handbag.

"Long enough" Nick replied, walking over to his wife. Pulling her into him by her waist, he wrapped his arms around her as she looped hers around his neck. Resting his forehead against hers, he listened as she spoke.

"We are going to get through today, aren't we?" She questioned.

"Of course" He replied quietly, his voice barely audible "We'll get through it together"

This was all the reassurance Zoe needed. "I love you"

"I love you too" Nick breathed into her mouth as they kissed. Breaking away from her lips but not her grasp, Nick looked over to Fallon who was still fast asleep. "She looks like you when she's sleeping, beautiful" he told before kissing Zoe's cheek, feeling her smile beam as he did so.

"Come on you, you need to get ready, the funeral car will be here in a bit" Zoe ordered, not wanting to be late for an important event.

"It'll be fine" He once again appeased his worrying wife before slipping on his black suit jacket.

Zoe took a deep breath in, swallowing the lump in her throat as the hearse pulled up in front of her. The hearse was bathed in flowers, the most eye-catching were the blue flowers spelling out 'Son'.

Tears fell as she watched the tiny white coffin being lowered into the ground; the coffin that contained her son, the son she lost at birth. She blamed herself for his death, going over in her head everything bad she did during her pregnancy. Fallon would have had a twin brother, she and Nick would have had a son.

Holding on tightly to each others hands, Zoe and Nick said their final goodbyes to the son they only got a small amount of time with. Everyday with Fallon they took as a blessing, she was their blessing.

After a long and emotional day, Nick and Zoe made a vow; they'd never dwell on their tragedy but never forget their little boy. With that, they began their life with their new-born baby girl as a family.

This fanfiction is a follow on from 'The struggles of Zoe Hanna', at the end of that one we found out Zoe was pregnant and she and Nick were engaged. I skipped through the pregnancy and their wedding as I wanted to get straight to the point. I thoroughly hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it! Please leave a review and tell me your thoughts on whether I should carry on, I promise it will get happier if I do! Twitter - ymasunicorn. Please R & R :D