A/N: Five months in! Make sure to read the A/N at the end, it's important! Oh and stupid and it's broken document uploader issues :(

Chapter 13: September 13, year 5

Eugene was sleeping peacefully into the night. It was around 4 o'clock in the morning when he was awoken by something. He had heard a loud, pain filled scream. It had to have been in his dream. He heard it again, but coupled with a name.

"EUGENE!"

He snapped awake. Frantically he looked around, to see what it could have been. Perhaps it was a nightmare and it rocked him awake. He surveyed the room and saw that the bathroom door was slightly ajar and the light on. He looked to his side and Rapunzel wasn't there. But then he heard it again.

"EUGENE!"

Ok, definitely not a dream. He leaped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He opened the door but wished he hadn't. He saw Rapunzel shaking, her face skewed with pain. The image would forever be burned into his memory and it would haunt his every dream. But then he noticed something far worse: blood was running down her legs.

"Eugene… go get the doctor and the midwife! HURRY!" she screamed.

Without a moment's hesitation he ran out of their room and ran towards the infirmary. There was always a doctor on post in case something happened in the middle of the night. He didn't remember much of his run to the infirmary as everything seemed like just a blur to him.

He came around the corner and saw the door to the infirmary. He couldn't run any faster than he already was. He kept thinking about what would happen to Rapunzel if he didn't get her help in time. He also decided that he didn't have a use for doorknobs either as he barreled through the door, knocking it off its hinges. He scared the living hell out of the doctor and his current patient. As if by some miracle of the Sun, the midwife was his current patient. Because she was here, it would significantly reduce the time Rapunzel was alone.

"Eugene! What the hell? There is a way to open that door without knocking it down!" exclaimed doctor Jeremiah.

"It's…" he gasped for air, "It's Rapunzel! She's in an intense amount of pain! And I saw blood running down her legs! You have to help her!"

The doctor and the midwife shared panicked expressions with each other before the frantically got their equipment together.

"Eugene, I need you to wake up the King and Queen now!" yelled Jeremiah. "We'll meet you at your room!"

"Got it," agreed Eugene. He ran out of the infirmary towards the Royal Bedroom. Now that she had help on the way, he decided he didn't need to knock their door down as well. As like before, the sprint to the bedroom was nothing but a blur. Before he knew it, he was at the bedroom. Two guards stood outside. They tried to stop him but he barked at them that it was important, and it was.

He knocked on their door twice and launched open the doors.

"What is the meaning of this Eugene?" shouted the King, obviously disturbed that he barged in without being greeted into the room.

"Sorry sir, but it's your daughter," again he gasped mid sentence, "she's in tremendous pain and the doctor I fetched told me to wake you two."

"Say no more Eugene!" proclaimed the Queen. Eugene had never seen the King and Queen move so fast. In no time, they were already out the door before Eugene could catch his breath. They were all running to Rapunzel's bedroom.

When they arrived at the bedroom, the Midwife was outside the room.

"Only the Queen!" she told them as they approached. "I need the king and Eugene to stay out here for a while."

"What's happening? Tell me?" demanded Eugene.

"We don't know. As soon as we figure out what it is, we'll tell you."

Then, suddenly, the door was closed and Eugene was standing alone in the hallway with the King. He felt… powerless.

Every second felt like a year to Eugene. He just paced back and for outside his room. It was killing him not being able to help. He felt sick to his stomach. Every time he heard Rapunzel scream, his stomach turned upside down. Thankfully, the king could see his discomfort and brought him a bucket.

"Eugene, if you feel like you're going to-" said the King as he was cut off by another ear shattering scream. He didn't need to finish his sentence as Eugene took the bucket from his hands and threw up in it.

"Thank you, sir," was all Eugene could say before another scream came and another influx of vomit arose.

"Eugene. I know exactly how you feel. I felt this when my wife was sick with Rapunzel. I couldn't do anything to help her. I, the King, felt powerless," he confided in Eugene.

"It's killing me, sir."

"She'll be fine."

Eugene had noticed a decline in the volume emitting from his room and feared the worse. He just stared at the door. He knew someone was going to walk out of that door and tell him she was dead. He never wanted to see that door open.

But at the same time, maybe it meant she was ok. Maybe someone was going to walk out of the room and tell him she was ok. If that door opens, he wouldn't be in the dark anymore. But if that door opens, it could be the end of his world.

Seconds slowly became minutes and minutes became hours. Eugene could see the sun rise but he didn't care about it. His gaze always shifted to the haunting door. Now, no noise could be heard inside at all. It was driving him insane.

"Eugene, let's go get something to eat," said the King.

"I can't leave here. Not now."

"Jeremiah is our best doctor. She's in good hands. Now, come," demanded the King.

Eugene slowly lifted himself up. His legs were shaking as they walked to the kitchen. Servants, butlers, and maids rushed to them and asked them so many questions about Rapunzel. However, neither of them could answer their questions. Finally, they made it to the kitchen.

"I have the perfect thing for you. It helped me get through my wife's illness. I call it a donut," said the King. He went and got necessary ingredients to make said product. Eugene just sat and waited. He was shaking from fear and unknowing. The king had walked back into the kitchen and put the ingredients down on the table.

"Shouldn't you have a cook do that for you, sir?" asked Eugene.

"Nope. You will."

"I don't cook. Besides, I'm shaking too much to do so."

"That's the point. It'll take your mind off things. Come, I'll teach you."

Eugene reluctantly walked over to the counter and was directed by his father-in-law in how to make donuts. It had occupied a good thirty minutes of the day to make and Eugene would admit that it did help him out; more so than he thought it would. Not to mention he made a mean donut.

"Feeling better, my boy?" questioned the king.

"Admittedly so, sir."

"Good. Now, we go back to waiting."

'Great…' thought Eugene.

They had returned to their normal waiting spots outside the room. It felt good to have something in his stomach after all the throwing up he did earlier.

Just as he was able to calm himself down, his heart jumped into his throat as the door to his room opened up. Jeremiah, the midwife, and the Queen walked out of the room.

"She's waiting inside for you Eugene," said the Queen.

Eugene spent no time talking and all his time running into his room. The Queen walked over to the King and hugged him.

"What happened dear?" asked the King.

"Let's just say, it's going to be a huge test for them."

Eugene could see Rapunzel in the bed. She was balled up and facing away from the door. She had heard him come in but decided not to face him.

"Rapunzel?" he questioned.

"I'm still here…" she said.

A wave of relief washed over him. "Thank the sun, you're still alive."

"Eugene…" she sobbed.

"Yes?" he asked. He was still standing behind her.

"Don't hate me."

"Rapunzel, I could never, never, hate you."

"Yes, you could."

He could tell she wasn't telling him something. "What happened?"

"Eugene…" she started, she was crying now. "I lost the baby…"

Eugene dropped to his knees. His world was shattered. All that they've been through was for nothing. They had a name for the baby; they had a nursery for the baby. And now the baby was gone. He was utterly defeated.

"Rapunzel, I could never hate you. You are still the love of my life and always will be," he told her. He had leaned against the bed. He still couldn't believe it.

"We had tried so hard for this baby…" she sobbed.

Eugene couldn't speak anymore as tears started to flow down his face.

"I have been through so much," she said. "I was brought up in a fake home, I watched the love of my life die, and I've been robbed. I thought I was ready for anything. But this… this is too much for me."

'Why?' Eugene thought to himself. 'She doesn't deserve this. She is the nicest, sweetest, lovable, person in the world. Why did this have to happen?'

"Eugene… what do we do now?"

"I don't know…"

Eugene helped Rapunzel down to the dining room for dinner. Every time someone asked her what happened, she had to stop for a little bit to catch back up with herself. Luckily, it got easier to tell people what happened every time she had to tell someone. Eventually, they made it to the dining room. The food was already served but the King and Queen didn't start eating.

"You guys didn't have to wait for me," said Rapunzel.

"Yes we did," responded the Queen.

"We can't eat without the whole family!" exclaimed the King. He had gotten out of his seat and walked over to help Rapunzel to the table. Once seated, they began to eat. Rapunzel hadn't eaten all day and welcomed the food graciously. In between dinner and desert, they had decided to talk about what happened.

"Mother, why did this happen?" quietly asked Rapunzel.

"We're not really sure. It could be any number of things."

"Should we be afraid to try for another child?" asked Eugene. "You know, when she's ready."

"Of course not! Just because one child didn't make doesn't mean you shouldn't give another one the chance," explained the King.

"But what if it happens again?" asked Rapunzel.

"Then I, as King, will banish the evil spirit plaguing my daughter!" joked the King. It warranted a smile from Rapunzel but nothing more. She was so depressed that it seemed like she would never be able to laugh again.

"Don't worry Rapunzel, this is just an isolated incident. Things will get better, I promise you," promised the Queen.

"I sure hope so…"

"I know so. Now let's eat dessert. It'll cheer you up."

Rapunzel and Eugene fell asleep quite fast after the day's events. They had been through so much in one day, it was unfair. The experience was unfair for anyone it happened to. But it was a part of life. Why it happened to Rapunzel was unclear. She was the only person the entire kingdom thought didn't deserve to have a miscarriage. But it had, and the couple would have to just keep going, not only for the kingdom, but for themselves.

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to any woman that had the unfortunate experience of miscarriage. My mother had a miscarriage between me and my sister and it was the hardest thing she had ever went through. I know Rapunzel doesn't exist but she needs your support (reviews) to help her get through this.