Chapter 14: Baby Gone

I get home to my surprise to find Rhett waiting in the living room with my parents. "Oh, thank heavens your home." Mom says as she starts to give me a hug.

'No, hug." I say as I back up. Looking over at Rhett my stomach does a small flip. "What do you want?" I ask with my eyes growing small. After what happened today she didn't want anything to do with him.

"I just want to-" Rhett began but I didn't let him finish. I raced up the steps and ran into my room slamming the door in the process. Throwing myself on my bed I began to cry. Not just any kind of tears, tears of hurt and regret.

A knock came to my door a few short minutes later. "Go away," I yell as my face lay in a small puddle of tears.

"It's Rhett; I want to talk to you." He says from the other side of the door. I don't answer. Regardless if I told him to come in or not he came in within a matter of seconds.

I could hear his footsteps coming over to my bed. Taking a seat next to me he began putting his fingers through my hair. "What's wrong my pet? Won't you tell me what's wrong?" he asked.

"It's everything Rhett, between the baby coming in a few months, mom, dad and my sister's not wanting to talk to me let alone look at me and now you." I sniffled as tears fell onto my sheets. "You got mad at me this afternoon and told me that you no longer cared."

Rhett put his arms around me as I began to loss it by his touch. He always knew what to make me feel better. "Things have been really bad at the firm. Clients have been threatening to leave unless I get their cases done." Rhett said in a clam voice as he rocked me back and forth.

So this was what was going on with him. However, I knew something else was wrong as well. I looked up at him and asked what I had been scared to ask for these past few weeks. "Are you regretting that I'm pregnant? Are you not ready to be a father yet?" I ask as tears stayed to the surface of my eyes.

"No, I'm not regretting any of this my pet, what gave you that idea?" Rhett ask as he held my hand.

"Well, it's just that you seemed-I don't know Rhett, I just don't know." I say as I began to shake from all of this. Dad must have turned on the air I say to myself as Rhett grabs a pink blanket from my bed.

"As for being ready to be a father, it does scare me somewhat. However I am so proud to be the father of your child. I know we can make this work Scarlett," Rhett said as he kissed my forehead. Trying his best to keep me warm he hugged me close.

Taking in his sweet smell I just let myself go in his arms. "What are we going to do?" I ask as I took a deep and shaky breath.

"Will think of something my pet," Rhett answered as he kissed my forehead. I had heard those same words so many times in the past few weeks it was making my head hurt. After a few short moments of his embrace I began to get stomach cramps. Getting up rather quickly I run to the bathroom and shut the door.

Rhett walked slowly to the bathroom door. "Pet, is there anything I can get you?" He asked as he knocked on the door.

Looking over at the door I whip my mouth with a tissue. "Down stairs in a cabinet that is to the right of the stove has my meds in them. Can you bring me my nausea meds?" I ask as I get up rather slowly. Somehow I don't think this is morning sickness. I think it might have been something didn't set well with the baby when I ate Mexican last night for dinner.

I hear Rhett making his way down stairs then the feet steps die down. "Where's Scarlett's nausea medicine?" Rhett asked as he appeared in the kitchen. Looking up Mammy gave Rhett a look and demanded to know why he wanted the meds?

"Now Mr. Rhett, why is it that ya want those for?" Mammy asked as she cleared her throat.

"Scarlett's getting sick in the bathroom that's why." Rhett answered as he jumped down Mammy's throat about it.

"Up in that there yawned cabinet," Mammy pointed as her forefinger went up to the right hand cabinet above the stove.

Rhett rushed to the cabinet and got the meds along with a glass of water. Racing back up stairs he came to the door. Knocking ever so softly, I look up from the toilet. "Come in," I say in a sick soft voice.

The door opened for me to see my love standing there. Handing me the glass of water I downed the pills quicker then I could think twice. Within a few short minutes I would feel so much better. Helping me over to my bed I lay down with Rhett sitting next to me on the edge of the bed.

Stroking my hand ever so lightly, I began to fall into a somewhat deep sleep. Before I knew it I was asleep. One of the last things I remember was feeling Rhett's lips pressing against my forehead and walking out of the room. Before long I began having a dream-it was more of a nightmare. However, this wasn't the same nightmare I had, had before.

Opening my eyes I saw wires, tubs, a blood bag, needles, bandages anything you would see in a hospital room and it was there. Seeing white all around me I began to fill pain very, very sharp pain. I couldn't feel anything from my waist up. What was going on? I looked from one side to another, seeing my mom who was trying to tell me to keep breathing and Rhett on my left holding my hand with sadness written on his face.

"What's going on? What's-" I began but it was cut off by the labor pains. "AWWWW" I screamed out loud as I began to feel sweat pouring down my face.

"Start pushing." The doctor is telling me as I have my eyes shut. Ah, this was too hard to do. I didn't know how much longer I could last. "Awww It hurts!" I scream out in pain as I grip Rhett's hand.

"Push." The doctor says yet again. My face goes red as I push and push. Finally after what seemed forever which was really a minute or so, I took a small break and started pushing again. "UH!' I say as mom puts a wet cloth on my head. By now I'm so exhausted I didn't think I could carry on. However, the doctor told me to push once more that the baby was almost out. Pushing once more the baby came out with no problem.

I knew something was wrong. No one was making any nose. The baby wasn't even crying. Not getting a very good glimpse of my baby she was taken from me. "Wait, I want to see my baby." I cry out as I reach up words.

"I'm sorry Miss but it will have to wait." The lady answered back as she carried my child off.

"What's going on?" I ask as Rhett still held my hand and mom sat in the chair next to me.

Before anyone could answer my question a nurse came over and put a needle in my iv. "Wait, what are you doing?" I ask as panic grips my body. What was this nurse doing in here? Why wasn't I allowed to see my baby?

"It's just something to calm you down and also to put you to sleep." The nurse answered as she walked over towards the door. Before I could say a word I was out like a light. Wow I guess I was much more tired then what I thought I was.

Waking to noise coming outside of my hospital room I look to see Rhett in the room who had fallen asleep in the nearby chair. Without making a nose he woke with a jolt. "Rhett, what has happened? Why haven't I been able to see the baby?" I ask as I sat up in bed.

Coming over to me, he took my hand gently and spoke gently. "Scarlett, you lost the baby." Rhett answered as he looked down not wanting to look up at me.

"What? Rhett, no this couldn't have happened why I-I carried that baby for nine months." I cried as my hand flew to my mouth. My baby was dead and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Scarlett, it was born dead." Rhett said in a voice that didn't please me. No! This couldn't happen! Oh, my poor child. It didn't even get to live outside in the real world. How long had it been dead? "How-long has the baby been dead?" I asked still trying to grasp this.

"It lived a few hours and then died from the lack of development." The words came off of Rhett's lips.

"Boy or Girl?" I asked looking up at Rhett.

"A little girl," Rhett answered as his hands lay under his chin.

Oh, it was a girl. Little Bonnie Blue! Not knowing what to do I broke down in a mess of sobs. My baby, my own baby dead! Taking me in his loving and caring arms he tried his best to consol me as he tried whispering words into my ear and rocking me like a baby. Still breaking down I let myself fall apart. I still couldn't get it out of my head. My one and only daughter dead! DEAD!

A/N: Hi Everyone! Sorry it's taken me forever to update. College just started again and I'm get back into the swing of things. Sorry that there's not any signs of prgenency in this chapter, I'm still waiting on that from a friend. Anyway what do you think? Review!