A/N: I do not own Grey's Anatomy, only my own characters and the story. Thank you for reading this far.

Chapter 11

Amber P.O.V

The wedding was a whirlwind. The vows, the rings, the kiss, the cake, the first dance and the party afterwards flashed by before my eyes. We were dancing the night away when Catherine Avery approached and tapped me on the shoulder.

'Catherine.' I twirled to face her, she had always intimidated me.

'I heard you are having twins. Congratulations.'

'Thank you. It's been amazing.'

'I wanted to give you this.' She held out a small box which I opened immediately and saw a stunning pair of classical diamond earrings with sapphire stones set in the middle. 'They were my grandmother's. It's a family tradition to pass them down to the next generation of Avery women. Welcome to the family.'

'Thank you Catherine.'

'You're welcome Amber. Be safe.' She embraced me in a spectacularly awkward hug. She let go and I returned to Jackson's arms.

'Look at that,' he smirked, pointing to the other side of the room. I followed his gaze to a secluded corner of the cabin where Mark and Jennifer were passionately kissing each other. I laughed loudly and Jackson joined in.

'Should we break them up?' I asked.

'Nah, they seem to be having fun.'

We were just about to say goodbye to everyone and leave the boat when I felt a sudden, sharp pain across my abdomen. It was excruciating and I leaned into Jackson as I gasped and gritted my teeth in pain. He noticed immediately and worry spread across his face.

'Amber, what's wrong?'

'I don't know.'

'What?'

'Ah, ahhh.' I felt like my stomach was tearing itself apart. I bit back a scream as the pain worsened. I felt someone put a hand on my other arm and turned around to see Jennifer.

'Hey Am-,' she started but cut herself off as her eyes scanned my face, seeing the pain there and her jaw dropped as her eyes hovered over my stomach. 'Um, Amber?' I saw her expression of horror and worry and looked down to see the white fabric of my wedding dress being turned a vivid red as blood bloomed across it.

'Jackson,' I grabbed his arm with both of mine and he saw the blood running down my front. 'What's happening?'

'Amber we have to get you to the hospital. Now.'

Mark rushed forward from nowhere and appeared at our side. 'What can I do?'

'We have to get her to Seattle Grace. There is a chance we could still save the babies.'

'What!' I panicked when I realized there was something wrong with the babies. 'What do you mean a chance? What's wrong?' Jackson avoided my eye line as he gave instructions to the surrounding doctor's. Derek ran off and I assumed he was fetching our car as Jackson had handed him the keys. 'Jackson look at me.' He was still talking to other people as someone arrived with a wheelchair from who knows where. 'Jackson please.' Mark helped me down into the wheelchair then grabbed Jackson's arm roughly, Jennifer had stepped back and was being comforted by Meredith Grey.

'Jackson,' Mark snapped at him. 'Amber is terrified right now. She needs you. I know you are scared as well but you know what's happening. She doesn't. Stop treating her like a patient and start treating her like your wife. You know how important it is to keep her calm right now. Help her.'

I could hear Mark speaking to Jackson and realized that this was serious.

'Jackson be honest with me. How bad is this?' He knelt down in front of me and put a hand on my cheek, his eyes on mine.

'You are probably having a miscarriage, we don't know if it's only one or both of the babies.'

A tear slipped down my cheek as I processed the news. 'I'm sorry.'

'Hey, this is not your fault. It's going to be ok. Whatever happens, we can get through this together.'

'I'm scared Jackson.' I whimpered.

'I know, I'm here.' Mark stepped forward from behind me.

'Derek has the car ready; we need to get to the hospital.' He informed Jackson.

'Let's go.'

Jackson took one of my hands in both of his as Mark began to push the wheelchair out of the boat to the waiting car on the dock. The car ride seemed to last forever as Jackson sat next to me and Mark drove, Derek, Uncle Zach, Jennifer and Meredith followed in the car behind. We rode in silence, not even Mark made his usual remarks. Someone had obviously called ahead because Doctor Ainslie was waiting when we arrived. Jackson lifted me out of the car and placed me on a gurney they had ready. He walked by the gurney as we headed to an exam room. Everyone left the room as I changed into a hospital gown. Doctor Ainslie came inside and performed an ultrasound. Unlike the last time, Jackson sat beside me as rigid as a marble statue, his eyes focusing on anything except my stomach or the ultrasound image. Doctor Ainslie finished and packed up the equipment without saying a word. The silence was deafening, confirming our worst fears.

'Doctor Ainslie what happened?' I broke the tension and silence.

'Doctor Avery,' she nodded tightly in Jackson's direction. 'Amber, you had a complete miscarriage of one of your babies. I know this is a shock but you still have a healthy child and we don't need to do anything else right now. Over the next few days you will probably feel some pain and discomfort so I will prescribe you some painkillers and you need to stay on bed rest for a few days. It may even help to get out of the city for a few days.'

'Thank you.'

'No problem. I'll send in a nurse to help you get dressed. Doctor Avery, can I have a word?'

Her direct address zapped Jackson out of his silent contemplation. He jumped and followed her out, only remembering me as they reached the doorway.

'I'll only be a minute.'

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Jackson P.O.V

I followed Doctor Ainslie out of the exam room, still attempting to process what was happening. After everything we had been through how could we lose a baby as well?

'Doctor Avery?' The OB snapped me out of my trance.

'Yeah, sorry. What do you need?'

'I just wanted to make sure you understand my advice. You should really get her out of the city for a few days. I've seen miscarriages tear couples apart. Don't let that happen to you. You still have a healthy baby and wife to care about. Amber will have some cramping over the next few days and it could be pretty bad but the prescription should work well enough. If it becomes too painful just bring her back in. Let me know if you need anything else.'

This personal message surprised me, after all we didn't really know each other, plastic surgery doesn't generally cross with her department. Part of me wanted to thank her but the other thought she should have seen this coming somehow.

'Thank you, Doctor Ainslie.'

'No problem. I think Doctor Sloane is waiting for you as well.'

'Of course he is.' I grumbled at her receding figure. Mark had apparently seen her round the corner because he appeared almost as soon as she left.

'Jackson,' he approached me cautiously 'How bad is it?'

'Complete miscarriage of one of the fetuses the other is fine, Amber is fine physically. Doctor Ainslie thinks we should take a vacation.'

I couldn't bring myself to say baby, to face the reality we had lost a child. I hated seeing the sympathy and pity in Mark's eyes.

'Your Mom is in the waiting room, so is Amber's Uncle and Jennifer.'

'I'll go and talk to them in a minute. How could this happen Mark? She was doing fine. We just got married. This is supposed to be the best day of our lives and it just turned into the worst.' My voice cracked as I tried to hold back the tears building in my eyes and the lump in my throat that felt like I had swallowed a table tennis ball. I turned my back on Mark and leaned against the window of the exam room, watching as Amber emerged from the connected bathroom. 'We were happy.' Mark placed his hand on my shoulder.

'It's going to be okay Jackson. You've already been through so much together. You'll get through this.'