Late at night, Jac opened her eyes slowly and found she was facing the ceiling of a hospital room. She was wearing a hospital gown. She felt an IV needle in her left hand and someone else's hand in her right one.

She looked to her right, sleepily to see Joseph.

"Jac…" Joseph uttered as he looked at her.

Jac's eyes moved around to observe the room and try to recall what had happened.

"The baby…" she uttered, as she took her hand from underneath Joseph's and placed it on her tummy.

"Shhh… just rest…" Joseph told her as he stood up from his chair and stroked her hair, trying to get her to sleep again like a little girl.

But Jac looked up to him, "I'm not pregnant anymore, am I?" she uttered slowly, almost in tears.

Joseph paused, trying to hold back the tears, "don't worry about that… everything is going to be okay…"

Jac turned her head to the other side, and let tears roll down her face, while Joseph climbed on the bed next to her and tried to cuddle and comfort her.

…

The next morning, Joseph took Jac home from the hospital. Wearing a black top and her beige coat, her hair hanging down, no makeup on, she walked into their home and headed straight to the living room, with Joseph following, carrying her bag.

The nanny had stayed over the night, to take care of Harry. She was in the other room.

Jac sat down on the sofa, looking around the place, observing Harry's toy mat on the carpet, his soft toys lying around. Joseph realised the sight was not helping the situation. Jac just sat, staring into space.

"You lie here, I'll make you some tea, I'll take the day off," he told her as he kissed her forehead.

"No, just go… I'll be fine…" Jac uttered, still staring into space.

"No, I'm not leaving you here alone…" Joseph insisted, standing in front of her.

"I am not alone," Jac said as she looked at him, "and besides, there is nothing wrong with me… just go…" she told him, as she looked away.

"Fine…" Joseph said as he leaned in for a kiss, but Jac moved her face away.

Joseph stood back, and turned to walk away.

Jac stood up and headed to the kitchen to make some tea.

…

Joseph walked into the nursery, where the nanny was, changing Harry's nappy.

"Hey, I heard your voices but I didn't want to intrude… how is she?" the nanny said as Joseph walked into the room. Joseph informed her about the miscarriage.

"It's okay… she's fine… physically… but emotionally and psychologically, not so much… she wants me to go to work today, but I'm worried about her…" Joseph whispered, as he stood by the baby dresser.

"Well you can go, I'm here taking care of Harry, so she's not on her own…" the nanny said as she put Harry in his cot.

"Yeah I guess… listen… keep an eye on her… if anything happens, you call me okay?" Joseph told the nanny, as he looked over his son, then up at the nanny.

"I will do," the nanny replied.

"How was Harry? Did he sleep through the night?" Joseph asked her.

"Yeah, he is such a good baby," the nanny smiled at Joe, then at Harry.

"That's my boy…" Joseph said before he leaned in and kissed his son on his forehead. He turned to leave.

"Listen, Mr Byrne, I'm sorry for your loss…" the nanny told Joe, as he turned around and looked into his eyes.

"Well these things happen… there's nothing we can do now…" Joseph said as he turned to open the door.

Jac, who was listening to every word, outside the room, quickly, ran into their bedroom next door and let Joseph leave the house.

…

Jac made herself another tea and stood with the mug looking outside, at the grey clouds overlooking their garden.

The nanny walked in the living room, and put Harry in his bouncer, "Listen Ms Naylor, I need to use the bathroom, could you keep an eye on Harry please?" she asked Jac.

Jac still stood looking through the glass and didn't turn around, she didn't say a word.

The nanny looking at her back, lost hope, she just ran off to use the bathroom.

It was after a few minutes that Harry started crying, but Jac kept looking outside. The baby cries reminded her again of what she had just lost. She kept staring at outside and left Harry crying. She didn't bother walking up to him, maybe picking him up, giving him a cuddle.

The nanny came running into the room. She knew what Jac was going through. She picked Harry up, she frowned and didn't tell her anything.

While she cradled him in her arms, Jac suddenly turned around, and told her, "Listen, do you mind, giving me some space, take him out of here please…" she said, bluntly.

"What?!" the nanny asked confused.

"Please… take him to the park for the day or something… I want to be on my own…" Jac told her, slowly.

"But Mr Byrne said…" the nanny protested.

"I don't care what Mr Byrne said… I said take him away…" Jac snapped.

The nanny confused, took Harry out of the room and put him in his pram. She covered him with warm blankets, put on her jacket and left the house.

…

"Mr Byrne… it's Jac…" the nanny said through the phone, while she pushed the pram with the other hand, through the park.

"What about her?" Joseph asked confused, seated at his desk.

"She wanted me to leave the house, to take Harry for a walk… she couldn't stand him crying…" the nanny explained.

"What? And you just left her?!" Joseph asked, worried.

"I didn't have a choice, she insisted!" the nanny replied.

"Please, Emily go back to the house, I don't want her doing something drastic… please" Joe pleaded.

…

Jac walked into the nursery, looked around the place, full of baby stuff. She took one of Harry's blue soft toys and cuddled it tightly, as a tear ran down her face.

She left the room and headed to the kitchen. She opened the top drawer and took out a pair of scissors.

To be continued...