Back again... Still BTR-less

Sorry for the massive use of large paragraphs, just power through them they're important!

Third person POV:

"Ready for the bad news?"

"That wasn't the bad news?" Logan asked.

"I'm afraid not..." The Doctor told the couple sadly "...See the reason Camille miscarried is because her body couldn't cope with the strain of her child despite being in the prime of it's child-baring life, so it's highly unlikely that -especially as you get older- your body will be able to cope with a foetus any older than that. Even If a miracle happens and you get to nine months pregnant there is no chance that you could survive the loss of the strain and so you'd die in child birth. I know it's a lot of horrible stuff to take in but Camille, you can't have children."

Logan's arm slowly removed itself from behind Camille and now they weren't touching at all, neither looked at the other, not taking their eyes off of the doctor. Camille nodded, taking the information in.

"Also..."

Camille cut him off "...also? Haven't you done enough doctor?"

The white coated man took a deep and patient breath "Also Camille, I've read from your notes that you've tried a lot of different tablets to reduce period pain, is that correct?" Camille nodded "It's all linked, you have a very week body and your periods are only going to get heavier and more painful, at the rate they're escalating I calculate that they will be paralysingly painful within a couple of years."

Logan and Camille still both sat, not touching, not talking, looking at the doctor with tears in their eyes.

"Now to every problem there is an easy solution, you'll either miscarry or die in the birth of a child so the solution is to not get pregnant. You're periods are already painful and will slowly become agony and take it's toll not only on your abdomen but move to other areas of your body so the solution is to not have a period."

He froze for a second, watching the couple before him slowly loose their composure as silent tears fell.

"A hysterectomy is a surgical operation to remove all parts of the uterus, no period, no pregnancy. Of course many women don't like the idea, despite knowing that they cannot have children for theirs and the child's health, a hysterectomy seals the deal and is all too final for them. I would highly recommend it for your case."

Both halves of the couple nodded.

"Of course there are other ways for the two of you to have children, adoption of course. And then there's IVF, if you would prefer that... Sorry I didn't catch your name..." The doctor trailer off, looking at Logan.

"Oh, It's Logan."

"If you wanted Logan to have a biological child we can use donor eggs as well as his sperm to create a fertilised egg which we can insert into a surrogate mother."

The doctor realised he wasn't going to get a reaction from either of them, but knew that they had listened "I'll leave you two to talk, would you like me to explain everything to the mass of family you have outside or would you rather wait and tell them?"

Camille said "Could you tell them" at the same time as Logan spoke "you please" the doctor nodded and left.

They were silent for what felt like hours, the words 'Camille, you can't have children' rattling through both of their brains.

Finally Logan broke the silence.

"I don't want children with anyone else but you." Logan said solemnly, still looking ahead at the door. Not one ounce of skin was touching between them. Camille turned to Logan, still not touching him, tears welling in her brown eyes.

"You'd stay with me? Even though I'd be barren, I couldn't have children or even a child with you? You want children Logan, I know you do. We always thought we would have a big family potentially four or five children, and we'd move to Minnesota after the first one was born where you'd become a doctor at the local hospital and I'd be a stay at home mom, always wearing an apron and a 50's style dress while the children played in the garden lined with a white picket fence, then your mother and father would come over every Sunday afternoon for tea and cake, to see their grandchildren. I always pictured you going all out at Christmas, wearing a Santa costume while you put the presents under the tree just in case the mischievous middle child woke up to see if Santa's real. We would have had one smart child, living up to your standards, then a creative one that followed me, a sporty child that would always be playing with the guys' children and then there'd be that mischievous one, always getting into trouble and going to his uncle James for girl advice, potentially even another little one who relied on their looks their entire life cause they had nothing else, but we'd love them all the same. We'd have family trips out and they'd never believe that we ever had any credibility, we would always go on holiday to Connecticut to see my side of the family and... That was supposed to be our future Logan, but you'd stay with me? Even through this? No." She stopped. "It can still be your future Logan, I can't let you give that up for me."

Logan finally turned to face his girlfriend, letting his tears fall free. "You're my future Camille, not some dumb fantasy of a life, we can adopt, still have that life for ourselves."

"I wouldn't be the same..." Camille noted "And I'm not dragging you down with me"

Logan reached out to hold her face, the first contact made between them, he wiped away the falling tears and said "You're not dragging me anywhere, I love you more than I want children"

"You say that now but..." Logan's fingers weren't fast enough to stop the large quantity of tears falling now.

"...but nothing Camille." He cut her off. "I love you."

"And I love you." She replied, kissing him tenderly "that's why I have to let you go."