A/N: Lots of angst, but things will get better. Thank you for all of the amazing reviews and favorites! It lets me know that people are still reading this

Disclaimed, as usual.

Chapter 10

Red jerked awake suddenly, not knowing exactly what was wrong. Then, a blood-curdling scream came from next door. Lizzie.

He ran, yanked open the door adjoining the two rooms, and found a scene that played out only in his worst nightmares.

Lizzie was kneeling up in the bed, covered in blood from the waist down. It looked like it was everywhere. In the bed. Covering her hands. "Red, our baby! Please help me!"

Not sparing a second to even reply, he scooped her up, blanket and all and rushed out of the room.

Dembe and Mr. Kaplan both met them in the hallway. "We have to go to the hospital. Now! She's bleeding." He knew he had to be strong for Lizzie, but all he wanted to do was scream and cry to the fates. This was all his fault. He never should have upset her. Their baby was gone because he had to pick a fight to salve his pride.

Dembe drove with Kate riding up front. Lizzie was incoherent in her terror. He just held her to him and told her over and over how much he loved her and how utterly sorry he was. He was shaking just as badly as she was, already mourning the loss of their child before it could even be born.

Two hours later, he found himself in the waiting room of the local hospital, sitting in an uncomfortable chair with his head cradled in his hands. Waiting for news was the worst.

He knew the basics. She most likely lost the baby, but if they didn't get the bleeding stopped, she could die too. Having to explain her bullet wounds was a treat. He had to pay through the nose to have them omitted on her medical records.

She was listed under an alias, but you could never be too careful.

Dembe was standing sentry at the doors. He was nervous and worried, so fell back on what was comforting to him-making sure that his family was safe.

Mr. Kaplan sat next to Red, rubbing his back in comfort.

And so they sat, until a doctor opened the door to the waiting room. He spoke only Croatian and Red only caught bits and pieces. Dembe had followed the doctor to act as interpreter.

"He says that the bleeding has stopped and that Liz and the baby are safe…for now. The blood test shows her hormonal levels are fine, which wouldn't be the case if she were having a miscarriage. Her blood pressure was a bit high, so that could just be the cause. Either way, they are keeping her overnight for observation. She is settled now and can have visitors."

The words were no sooner out of Dembe's mouth and Red was on his feet. He had to see her.

When he walked into the room, she was crying silently. She looked up at him as Red entered the room with Dembe right behind him and sobbed loudly.

"Oh, Red did they tell you anything? The nurses and doctor tried to tell me, but I couldn't understand anything they said. I'm so afraid! Is our baby gone?!"

He went to her bedside and gathered her in his arms. "Lizzie, sweetheart, if I would have known you were sitting here wondering, I would have forced my way in long ago. Our baby is fine. They think maybe it's your blood pressure. I'm so sorry for upsetting you. I love you so much. I don't want you to think for a moment that I don't care for you with everything that I am."

His words just made her cry harder. "Lizzie, you need to calm down. I didn't mean to upset you again. I need to just shut my mouth. I'll be silent for the remainder of your pregnancy if you promise not to cry anymore. You're breaking my heart."

She just shook her head. She couldn't breathe around her sobs. "No…I'm so happy….our baby is alright….you love me." The sobbing continued, so he just worked on calming his breathing and rubbing her back while he held her. Words weren't working, so that was all he could think to do.

"Shhh…it's ok. I'm right here, and I'm not going to let anything happen to you, or our baby."

Slowly, she calmed and just clung to him as if he were her only lifeline. Maybe he was. "Red, I'm so sorry. I love you so much. I said such awful things and I didn't mean them."

"I know. Its fine, Lizzie."

The door opened again, revealing the physician. He spoke to Dembe for a moment, then gestured to a cart that he was pulling behind him. Dembe spoke "He wants to have a look at the baby to make sure that everything is ok and to be assured that it's not in distress."

Red looked to Lizzie "We get to meet our little peanut, sweetheart." She was smiling, but he could tell that there was still worry in her eyes. Hopefully, this would go a long way to reassuring her that things were going to be ok.

The doctor spoke the entire time that he was plugging in and setting up the equipment, so Dembe translated. "He says that usually they would do an internal exam for how far along you are, but that with the bleeding, he doesn't wish to chance causing more damage."

He pulled her blankets down low on her hips, pulled up her hospital gown, and covered her lower stomach in gel. Lizzie shivered "Whoa. That's a little chilly."

Red chuckled, but his eyes were no longer on her. They were on the screen as he waited for the doctor to find their baby with the wand he held in his hand.

He pushed the gel around, but the screen was a black and grey mass of nothing that looked anything remotely like a baby.

But then, a form started taking shape. They both sucked in a breath as they saw their baby for the first time.

Tbc…

A/N: Hopefully, this was a nice change from all the angst. Let me know what you think!