Daphne couldn't wait to tell her husband the news- she was pregnant. A number of home tests confirmed it, repeatedly. After the first test revealed two lines she ran out to buy three more tests, each with the same confirmation. He would be so delighted. They'd been trying for a year after David and now their dreams would finally come true. They'd agreed on two children, even though she had the feeling he would have loved more. Two, she said, and then after waiting another couple of years they could reevaluate things.

And she was right- Niles was absolutely thrilled when she casually mentioned it over a private dinner. Thankfully Martin and Ronee had agreed to babysit, so when she told him, it was their moment. Their private moment, one which no one could take away from them.

Two weeks later she had her first doctor's appointment. This was huge, for it would be the day they heard their child's heartbeat for the first time. Niles had made sure to take off work for the occasion, something for which Daphne was grateful. She had been feeling fine, other than going to the bathroom a lot, but otherwise hadn't had any other symptoms. She was a bit nervous, though she hadn't let on to Niles. She hadn't wanted to worry him, and besides, it was likely nothing. Weren't second pregnancies easier than the first ones?

As soon as she saw the look on the doctor's face she knew there was something wrong. Babies were happy occasions, so this doctor should have been grinning, not frowning.

"What is it Doctor Marshall? Is there something wrong? I'm not having twins am I?" Daphne nervously joked.

The doctor looked at them both sympathetically. "I'm sorry. We're not getting a heartbeat. There should have been one by now. I'm afraid this pregnancy will be an unfruitful one."

Niles stared at her in disbelief. The thought that something might be wrong with his child hadn't even occurred to him. How could anything of Daphne's be less than perfect? "I'm sorry Doctor Marshall. I don't understand. Certainly there is time, maybe it is too early..."

"I'm sorry Dr. Crane. This pregnancy will end in miscarriage, likely within the week."

She wisely left the room to allow the couple time to digest the news. Daphne wanted to cry, but she knew that if she did Niles would too, and she couldn't bear to see his tears, not right now.

"It's all right,darling. We'll try again. I just need a little time..." Daphne started.

"Oh Daphne, my love. How can you be so strong? We've just lost our little one and you're so brave, so strong, so remarkable. There is no doubt in my mind why I love you so..."

With that Niles started to wipe the tears from his eyes.

"Stop that! " Daphne demanded. "I need you to be strong for me. I can't have you falling apart. Not now. Please don't take it so badly. My mum had at least two that I know of believe it or not. It's not the end of the world."

She may have said that, but she didn't entirely believe it. Could it have been that night with Roz where she had two glasses of wine? On the outside it seemed like she was blaming Niles, but on the inside, she knew whose fault this was- hers. And nothing anyone could say could make this better, not even Niles.