Lulu had been running around town for Kate all day. She was so tired but the thought of coffee or food in general made her sick to her stomach for the forth time that day. As she walked through the door of the metrocourt, she ran to the bathroom feeling another wave of nausea run through her body.
When she walked out of the bathroom 10 minutes later Lulu felt very weak. She walked towards the elevator. Suddenly a pang of pain ran through her stomach. She leaned on the couch in the lobby wincing and grabbed her stomach.
"Help!" She yelled, not able to catch her breath, she winced, "Ahhh!". She fell on the ground in pain. Carly heard someone screaming from her desk and went to see what was going on. She saw Lulu on the ground, clutching her stomach, wincing and gasping for air, and ran towards her.
"Lulu! Are you okay?" Carly asked.
"Ahhh! No...it hurts." She said.
"Someone call 9-1-1!" Carly yelled. Johnny quickly pulled out his phone.
"Hello? 9-1-1? Okay. I'm at the metrocourt hotel. There is a young woman on the ground here with stomach pains." Johnny said squatting down next to Lulu.
"Okay, Sir. Do you know if she was hit or hurt at all in the stomach area?" the dispatch asked.
"Lulu, were you hit at all in your stomach?" Johnny asked. Lulu shook her head and gasped.
"No, b-but Johnny, I think I'm p- pregnant. Ahhh..." Lulu said.
"What?" he asked.
"I might be pregnant." She grunted, "Please... I don't want to lose this baby." She cried.
"Uh-Uh- okay, okay. Ummm... Miss, the woman says she might be pregnant. Please come quickly." Johnny said.
"Carly, can you call Dante?" Lulu asked.
"Honey, Dante's here. He's visiting Olivia. I'll go get him." Carly said, running off to get Dante.
A minute later Dante was running towards Lulu. Once he got to her he took her in his arms, and sat on the floor with her.
"Lulu, what happened?" Dante asked, stroking her hair.
"Ahhh! Dante...oww," Lulu gasped, grabbing his hand, "Dante, I-I, I think I maybe pregnant."
"Pregnant?" Dante asked stunned. Lulu nodded, sobbing, she clutched her stomach.
"Something's wrong..." She sobbed. Dante pulled her closer, into a hug, on the floor.
"Shhh... okay. We're going to be okay whatever happens." Dante said, "Did anyone call 9-1-1?" he asked starting to get up. Lulu grabbed his hand,
"Yes, Dante. Someone did... Just stay here with me, with our baby,... while we still have it." Lulu cried. He sat back down quietly and placed his hand on her stomach.
"I love you." He said to both of them. They sat in silence except for the sobs coming from Lulu.
Finally the ambulance arrived.
"Okay, what's wrong?" A paramedic asked, kneeling down next to them.
"My stomach hurts..." Lulu said,clutching her stomach.
"She maybe pregnant." Dante added
"And who are you?" the paramedic asked.
"Her boyfriend," Dante said, "...the father..."
Suddenly Lulu had the worst pain of all. She felt a warm liquid spread down her legs. And the pains stopped.
"Oh my god." Lulu said, suddenly sobbing harder.
"What babe?" Dante asked, but then saw the blood beginning to show through her dress. Lulu didn't respond, she just looked down at the small pool of blood forming under her.
"I'm sorry... Would you like to be left alone?" the paramedic asked knowing what happened. Lulu nodded silently. The paramedic got up and ushered away the crowd watching sadly.
Both Lulu and Dante stared in shock at the blood for awhile. The pool grew, spreading to where Dante was sitting, next to her. He pulled her closer, "There is so much of it." He said simply.
"I know... Oh my god, Dante!" She cried into his shoulder. He pulled her onto his lap even though, she was still bleeding. He began to sob also as he felt it on his jeans. Their baby was gone, or leaving Lulu's body. They clung to eachother, sobbing, leaned against the back of the couch.
After Johnny told them Lulu was pregnant and that it didn't look good, Carly and Olivia kept the people away, although they still watched. When they saw the blood, Carly knew Lulu had miscarried and left them alone to grieve for their baby they had just lost.
Ten minutes later Lulu and Dante ran out of tears.
"We're going to be okay, right?" Dante asked, kissing her head.
"Yeah... Can we go home?" Lulu asked.
"Yeah. One minute, I'll be right back." Dante kissed her on the head again before carefully standing up. He walked over to where his mom and Carly stood, forgetting his jeans and hands were covered in Lulu's blood and about the wet, tear-stained shoulder of his shirt.
"Is she okay?" Olivia asked. Carly shook her head at the stupid question. Dante held up his bloody hands thinking, 'Does it look like she's okay, mom?'
"No mom. She lost it. She lost the baby. Our baby. So no, she is not okay. Can I just have a towel for her? We are going to go home." he said, annoyed.
"Shouldn't you go to the hospital?" Olivia asked.
"Lulu wants to go home. So can I have a towel?" he said, angrily, beginning to cry again. Carly handed him a towel, he nodded and walked back to Lulu with it. He picked Lulu up bridal style, the towel underneath her and carried her to the car.
Lulu had fallen asleep in the car, drained from crying and from...losing their. Dante carried her to the appartment. He stripped his and Lulu's clothes but she woke up before the shower.
"Hey," Dante said.
"Hey," Lulu said, quietly. Dante helped her into the shower. They both sat on the floor, watching the bloody water go down the drain, still slowly leaving Lulu's body. He couldn't tell if she was crying. He kissed her shoulder and took the wet wash rag, laying it on her neck.
"I love you." he kissed her head, but she had fallen asleep against his chest.