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By eleven at night Marley was home. After argument with Ryder the previous night, her small one this morning, her stress at work, her stress after work with Kitty and then the guys in the parking lot, and being stressed out at some ice cream parlor she went too and got stressed due to the following things. No cookie dough, no chocolate, no strawberry, no chocolate sprinkles, no hot chocolate fudge, some rude man asking Marley for her number as he was turned on by "single mothers", having that song 'The Bird Is the Word' stuck in her head as it was playing during her stay in the parlor and finally when she was leaving and she ran into Finn.

Finn tried to talk to him again and apologized, though he added that he "shouldn't be blamed for trying to help someone who's stress levels are and can be dangerous for herself and her baby." Marley punched Finn square in the nose.

Marley parked the her car in the parking spot and got out. She pulled her phone out and saw she had fifteen missed calls and twenty messages. All from Ryder. She turned up and saw that the kitchen lights were still on as well as the living room lights. Ryder was still up.

"I really hope Daddy doesn't ask about our day." Marley said, looking down at her baby belly and rubbed it gently. "I just really wanna go to bed."

-X-X-X-X-X-

Marley grabbed her bag then closed her door and locked it. She began towards the door and once inside she threw her keys on the counter. Within seconds she could hear Ryder's footsteps from upstairs jogging down the stairs. "Marley?"

"Hi Ryder." Marley called out, then yawned.

Ryder walked into the kitchen finding her. Rapidly Ryder walked over and gently wrapped his arms around her. "Where have you been? Last time I heard you were at the mall in an argument with Kitty."

"I had a crappy time at the ice cream parlor...wait, how'd you know I was at the mall?" Marley asked him.

"Jake called. Marley," Ryder's voice toned a bit. "You need to stop stressing out. You've been stressing too much out lately and—"

"I AM NOT STRESSING OUT!" Marley screamed. "IF I WERE STRESSING OUT, I'D KNOW THAT I WAS!"

"Marley!" Ryder spoke louder. "Stop!"

"Ugh! Why can't everyone leave me alone!" Marley yelled. "I'm fine!"

"Marley, have you've eaten anything since the mall?"

"OH MY GOD, I TOOK A BITE OF ICE CREAM BEFORE I TOSSED IT OUT! ITS FLAVOR WAS LEMON AND SALMON AND MINT AND IT WAS AN UGLY SHADE OF YELLOW AND IT WAS THE SHITTIEST THING I'VE EATEN!"

"Marley Lynn, calm down!" Ryder yelled, losing his temper a bit. "You need to stop stressing."

"WHAT THE HELL?" Marley yelled. "YOU...YOU...YOU ARE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH TONIGHT!"

-X-X-X-X-

With that said Marley shoved passed Ryder and went up the stairs. Ryder didn't take her too seriously until, when he got upstairs a few minutes later, found their bedroom door shut and a few pillows and blankets on the ground. "GO ON THE COUCH!" Marley yelled through the door.

Ryder knocked on the door. "Marley, open up. We can talk about this."

"No!" By that tone in her voice, she was sobbing. "Just go away! Go away...Rick!"

"Damn...I forgot about that." Ryder muttered. He knocked again. "Marley, please!"

"No! Go away!" Marley sobbed harder. "Just go!"

Ryder just decided to leave. Somehow leaving her alone right now for her to cool seemed like the best idea. Ryder stood outside the door for a few minutes before picking up the blankets and pillows and heading down to the couch.

He just wanted Marley happy. And he wanted both Marley and their baby to be healthy now.

He laid on the couch listening to the sobs of the depressed wife upstairs, wishing he could do something right now to make her feel better. Something to know that he loved her (now that she didn't know) and just wanted to help her out and experience this amazing time in their lives together.

He found himself grinning as his eyes shut.

-X-X-X-X-X-

1:30 AM.

"RYDER!"

Ryder shot up from the couch hearing his name.

"RYDER!"

Ryder jumped from the couch and ran up the stairs towards his and Marley's bedroom. Ryder opened the door and turned the light on. "Marley, what's wrong!?" He asked.

"Hos—Hos—hospital!" Marley cried. "Now!"

Before Ryder could ask why he saw the bed. The white bed sheets where she rested now had red spots. Large red spots. His eyes grew ten times bigger than usual. "Wh—what happened!?"

"I don't know!" Marley sobbed, her body shaking. "I—I got thinking I peed in bed and saw...THAT!" She yelled in horror. "I don't know what's going on! I think I'm—I'm—I'm miss—" Marley didn't even finish as she was sobbing harder now.

Ryder went into best friend, husband, baby daddy mode. He grabbed from her wardobe a pair of yoga pants, undergarments and a shirt then socks and her shoes (Marley had slippers on her feet already). Ryder walked over to Marley and hugged her. "It's okay, it's okay honey."

"Ry I'm scar—"

"Shhs, don't worry. Come on." Ryder said.

-X-X-X-X-X-

Ten minutes later in his car Ryder drove with one hand on the wheel and one hand holding Marley's free hand, while Marley used her other hand to hold her baby belly. Ryder could hear her pray loudly.

"Please...please keep baby safe. Please God, I'll be better I promise." She sobbed. "Please don't take them, please don't take them. I can do better. I promise. Please don't take them, please don' take them."

Ryder had the same wish.

Ahhh, whats' wrong with Marley!? ):